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Amanda's Continuing Education
by Vulgus (vulgus@hotmail.com)

***

A young woman graduates from college and gets a job as 
a counselor in an inner city high school. Before long 
she becomes a toy to one of her students. (m+f-teens/F, 
nc, rp, exh, oral, intr, bd, blkmail, huml)

***

Author's note: The general idea for this story was 
suggested by a reader who has enjoyed some of my 
previous stories. His name is Frank. I doubt if he 
would wish to be identified any further than that. I 
want to thank him for his suggestions.

***

Chapter One
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I am in more trouble than I ever imagined possible. I 
have always been very goal oriented and very much in 
charge of my life. Or at least I thought I was. I knew 
from an early age that I wanted to work with troubled 
kids in some capacity. I excelled in school and I was 
on the honor roll from the first grade until I 
graduated from school. I always took the tough subjects 
and my grades were perfect so I had no problem getting 
into the university that I had my heart set on 
attending. Even if my father had not graduated from 
there I would have had no problems getting in.

I carried a 4.0 grade average throughout my 
undergraduate studies and it seemed like I breezed 
through my post graduate work in my chosen field. It 
was so easy it scared me. Really! When it was all over 
and I had my Doctorate I kept thinking, "Is that all 
there is?" I had a nagging fear for a while that they 
were going to send me a letter some day and tell me 
that I forgot to do something to meet some requirement 
and they had just discovered it.

For years people kept trying to convince me to change 
my goals, to study medicine or law or to get into 
computer science and become the next Bill Gates. 
Everyone who knew me seemed to think that I should go 
for the money.

I wasn't interested in the money. That may be because I 
had never really needed money. My father saw to that. 
He had inherited some money from his father and after a 
very successful business career he had entered politics 
and was a well respected and very senior Senator now. 

I wouldn't say that I had been spoiled. Well, maybe a 
little. But I had always had to keep my grades up, 
which was no problem, and be active in my community and 
just generally be a good citizen.

The things that my father stressed more than anything 
else though were having high morals and maintaining a 
spotless reputation. He was proud of me and what I had 
achieved academically, but it had always been clear 
that he was more concerned that I never did anything to 
attract negative attention. 

I suppose that I knew in the back of my mind that the 
reason for that was more to protect his political 
career than out of any concern for my moral 
development. It didn't bother me though. His reputation 
was extremely important to him and always had been. I 
understood that and I didn't have a problem with it. I 
had, after all, been raised to be, and had indeed 
become a moral person. 

All of that makes it so hard to understand how I got 
into the mess I'm in now. I guess I should tell you a 
little about myself. I just turned twenty-five. I am 
5'2", and weigh one hundred and five pounds after a big 
meal. I have a slender figure and my breasts are kind 
of small, just barely a B cup. I have bright red hair 
and what is often referred to as porcelain skin. My 
skin is this white for a reason. I have to stay out of 
the sun or I turn into a freckle factory.

I am very physically fit. I run several miles a day and 
up until I started working full time last year I used 
to go to the gym three times a week. I keep intending 
to start back once I find the time. I never seem to 
have the time for that anymore though. Still, I keep 
busy and I watch what I eat. I would have to say that I 
am in excellent shape.

I am very happily married to Dennis Hall. He is two 
years older than I am. We met when I was in grad 
school. He was a year ahead of me but we didn't meet at 
school. We lived in the same apartment building just 
off campus. We met at the pool and for as long as he 
lived there we never went out on a date. We would meet 
at the pool or do laundry together and we invited each 
other over for lunch or dinner fairly often as we got 
to know each other better. But it was a platonic 
friendship and nothing more. Dennis was as devoted to 
his studies as I was to mine and we didn't have a lot 
of time or energy to devote to our love lives.

After Dennis got his Doctorate he quickly found a 
prestigious job. It had an unbelievable high starting 
salary, it was in his home town, and he just couldn't 
turn it down. We were both sad when he had to move to 
the other side of the state. I missed him so much when 
he left that it surprised me. The funny thing was, we 
had not thought of our relationship as a romance. Not 
until he was gone and I realized how much I missed him. 
As it turns out, he missed me too.

He started calling me in the evening and when he had 
the time he would drive down to see me and we both 
thought that it was funny that we didn't have our first 
real date until he had moved away. When I first 
realized that he missed me as much as I missed him I 
can't even describe how happy I was.

Dennis is a very handsome man and we are intellectual 
equals, which we both think is important. We have a lot 
in common. We like the same books and movies and music. 
Our fathers are both prominent. Dennis's father is also 
very involved in politics and is considering running 
for Governor in the next election.

The only thing that has ever been a bone of contention 
between us is that Dennis is much more religious than I 
am. He thinks that religion is important and insists 
that we attend church every Sunday. It isn't just that 
he wants to be seen at church either. He really enjoys 
going and thinks that it is important. 

I have a different perspective. I believe in God, but I 
don't think much of religion, or at least I don't think 
much good of religion. I actually believe that the 
world would be a better place without it.

We have had some heated 'discussions' about that, but 
to keep peace in the house I let him drag me to church 
on Sunday. I hardly even complain about it, but he 
knows how I feel.

Neither of us was a virgin when we married. Who is in 
this day and age? But we were both pretty inexperienced 
and when it comes to sex I guess that you could say 
that we were both pretty naïve.

After I graduated I had dozens of job offers to choose 
from. My perfect grades, my academic credits and my 
experiences in community service were, I hope, the 
determining factors in my selection. I would hate to 
think that I was selected solely because my father was 
one of our state's two Senators, though I would be 
surprised if that wasn't a factor. 

When it came to choosing where I wanted to work it 
wasn't even a contest. I was offered the perfect job in 
the same town that Dennis was working in. I had a very 
comfortable starting salary and a modern, well equipped 
office. I even had an assistant and a secretary! 

To be honest, I was surprised that I had been chosen 
for the job. The man who was in charge of the hiring 
was a prominent member of the other political party and 
he and my father had, over the years, had some very 
bitter disagreements. 

I had been interviewed for the job twice and at first I 
assumed that I had gotten the job despite my father. I 
was starting to wonder if I had gotten the job because 
the man that hired me, Superintendant Ross, wanted my 
father's daughter under his thumb for some sort of 
future leverage. Fortunately, we didn't see each other 
often. But when it we did he wasn't very nice to me.

I went out of my way to make it clear to him, and 
anyone else that I felt it necessary to convince, that 
I was apolitical and had no intention of being a pawn 
in state politics. Not in national politics either. I 
was just well informed enough to vote my conscience. 
Other than voting I stayed completely out of politics.

My job turned out to be everything I could hope for. I 
was working with troubled kids and it was just as 
rewarding as I had imagined it would be. I worked at 
one of the largest high schools in this corner of the 
state. They had a pretty good mix of students. There 
were kids from every socioeconomic level. 

Of course, I seldom came into contact with the children 
of the well to do parents. I had only slightly more 
interaction with the vast majority of the student body, 
the children of the middleclass. I worked almost 
exclusively with the underprivileged children in the 
school. That isn't a complaint. That is just what I had 
in mind when I chose this profession.

Right now you are probably thinking "What could that 
spoiled brat have to complain about? She has always 
gotten everything she wanted?!"

Well, you would be pretty much right about that, except 
that I don't think I am spoiled. I always thought that 
I had a pretty good grip on reality and I have always 
worked hard for what I got. Granted, I was much loved 
and well cared for as I grew up. 

Despite my privileged upbringing I never looked down on 
anyone because of their economic circumstances. I never 
treated anyone different because of their race. I was 
not 'stuck up' and I don't think that I am conceited. 
Actually, I suppose that I am one of those 'bleeding 
heart liberals' that my father always rails about. I 
truly believe that a society should be judged by the 
way it treats the neediest of its citizens.

Now, back to my problem. I got into the mess that I'm 
in because of a combination of circumstances. The first 
has more than a little to do with religion. Well, it 
has to do with religion and sex. I have never had to 
try and explain this before. I hope this doesn't get 
too confusing.

I dated a few times in high school. I am reasonably 
attractive and I have a nice sexy figure. I am a little 
more compact than some men like but I have all the 
right curves in all the right places. I also have a 
pretty face, a friendly smile and a nice personality. 
So I was asked out as much as any other girl in high 
school. 

I had boyfriends throughout high school and once I 
started falling for a guy I got into kissing and 
petting and I enjoyed the hell out of it. I enjoyed it 
so much that I probably would have been promiscuous if 
guys could have kept their mouth shut when they got 
lucky. The only reason I said no as often as I did was 
to protect my reputation. I said no a lot of times that 
I desperately wanted to say yes.

I loved being kissed by a boy and being touched. I 
still do. That is a large part of the problem. My 
husband, it turns out, is not a very good lover. That 
wouldn't be so bad if he were open to change. In his 
mind, however, the primary reason to have intercourse 
is to procreate. He requires little or no foreplay and 
once he has an erection he is ready to make love in the 
missionary position for only exactly as long as it 
takes for him to achieve orgasm. 

As it turns out, that isn't very long. I get the 
impression that in his mind I should not even have 
needs and the mere mention of it is very disturbing to 
him. He believes that any decent woman has sex only 
because it is her duty to please her husband and to go 
forth and multiply. These are some of the warped values 
that he has picked up from his Holy Roller church. And 
people wonder why I have a low opinion of religion!

So the upshot is that the only one in our marriage bed 
receiving sexual satisfaction was my husband. It was 
enough to make me cry, and it did. I had loved the all 
too few sexual experiences I had had and I had so 
looked forward to being married and having a good, 
satisfying sex life. The problem was that any time I 
tried to raise the subject I got a lecture on how lucky 
I was. Despite the fact that I had not been a virgin, 
which meant that I was not a good candidate for 
marriage, Dennis had forgiven me and didn't hold that 
against me. Bless his heart!

I swear that I had no clue that he was so screwed up 
about sex when we got married. He had tried desperately 
to get in my pants once we started dating and sex was a 
frequent topic of conversation with him. I never once 
got the impression that he felt the way that he did 
about it.

That was the first, and probably the main reason that I 
ended up in the mess that I'm in now. I was desperately 
horny.

The second reason was Nathan White's big, soft, 
wistful, expressive, brown eyes that seemed to look 
right into my soul.

Nathan was one of my students. I saw him twice a week. 
He was right on the edge of being lost and I thought 
that I had a real chance to get through to him and save 
him from a life of ignorance and poverty. 

He is sixteen years old but looks older. He is six feet 
tall and very muscular. He is only an adequate student 
but from talking to him I know that he is incredibly 
intelligent. His mother is a single mom and she doesn't 
know who his father is. She pays almost no attention to 
Nathan and once he leaves the school grounds in the 
afternoon I have been told that he hangs around with a 
really bad crowd. 

From the very start I made Nathan one of my special 
projects. I was certain that I could save him from a 
life of poverty and prison. He was teetering right on 
the edge and I knew that it would be horrible if that 
soft spoken, attractive, intelligent young man were to 
lean the wrong way. I was sure that I could get through 
to him and save him from the life that seemed to be 
waiting for him if no one stepped in and showed him 
that they cared.

So I took Nathan under my wing. My door was always open 
to him and he frequently dropped by my office after 
school just to talk. I really thought that I was 
getting through to him. He would look at me with those 
big brown eyes and my heart would melt. He seemed so 
vulnerable and so sensitive. If I could have I would 
have taken him home to live with my husband and me.

One of the many things that broke my heart about 
Nathan's life was that he was always home alone. I 
figured that if he had a parent at home he wouldn't be 
spending so much time with boys that were going to get 
him in trouble. We had talked about it and we both knew 
that it was inevitable.

I knew it was wrong but every now and then, when my 
husband was working late I would take Nathan out for 
dinner. Usually that was just a hamburger and fries, 
but sometimes we went out for a real meal. I had the 
impression that he got entirely too few healthy meals 
at home.

After several months I began to meet him at the library 
to help him with his homework. I have to admit that the 
feeling of satisfaction I derived from helping him was 
nearly enough to make up for the lack of sexual 
satisfaction in my life. Nearly.

I knew that I was stepping over the line but I was 
convinced that it was for a good cause. I just knew 
that when this was all over I would have done something 
special. I would have saved a young man from a life of 
poverty and criminal behavior.

I had been mentoring Nathan for months, much to the 
dismay of my husband. He objected strongly to the time 
I spent with "that young hoodlum." I had started out 
being open and above board about it. However, the 
constant warnings and the constant criticism from 
Dennis had led me to stop mentioning Nathan and the 
ways that I was helping him. 

Actually I was feeling pretty smug about it. Despite my 
husband's extreme Christian outlook on life he was not 
one to help his fellow man or see people as equals 
despite their differences. In fact, I was dismayed when 
I finally came to the realization that he was a bigot!


Chapter Two
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As it turns out I was feeling a bit too smug for my own 
good. Dennis had to spend the weekend at a seminar in 
Atlanta. This was not an uncommon event. It was 
something that all of the junior executives where he 
worked had to do. 

Since I had the weekend to myself, instead of spending 
an hour or two at the library with Nathan I invited him 
to come to my house. He had seemed more depressed than 
usual the last few days and I thought that I could help 
him with his schoolwork and give him a nice lunch and 
try to cheer him up. I swear to you, I had only the 
purist of motives!

We were sitting on the couch in the living room with 
his books spread out on the coffee table and Nathan was 
obviously not concentrating. It really bothered me that 
I wasn't getting through to him. He sat there, not 
really listening to me, staring down at the floor and 
it was just breaking my heart to see him like that. 

I did something then that if I had thought about it I 
would never have done. I reached out and put an arm 
around his shoulder. When I did he looked at me with 
those big, expressive brown eyes and I hugged him. 

He turned and put his arms around me and we just held 
each other like that for a long time. I guess it 
wouldn't have been so bad. It was just a hug. I never 
meant for it to be anything but an attempt to comfort 
him. 

I wasn't really thinking about anything else, just what 
I could do to get through to him. So I was shocked when 
he leaned his head down and kissed me right on the 
lips! I guess I was so shocked that I didn't resist. I 
didn't kiss him back. Not at first anyway. But I didn't 
pull away either. I held him in my arms and when I 
didn't fight him the kiss went on.

I felt his hand come up behind my head and his kiss 
became more passionate. His tongue teased my lips and 
then entered my mouth and I don't have any idea what I 
was thinking when I began to return his kiss. I suppose 
that I wasn't thinking at all. I certainly wasn't 
thinking right. I should have pulled away. I should 
have stood up and in a gentle but firm voice I should 
have told him that his conduct was inexcusable and I 
should have apologized for giving him the wrong idea by 
putting my arm around him.

Instead, I found myself returning his kiss. My eyes 
closed and my breath caught in my chest as I felt his 
free hand close over my breast. I shivered at his touch 
and I can't explain how my arms came to be wrapped 
around his neck and our tongues intertwined as we 
kissed passionately.

In hindsight I can only say that I must have been 
captivated by the passion that was missing from my 
marriage. After nearly two years of passionless and 
unsatisfying sex with my cold fish husband this was 
exciting. This was what was missing in my life!

At the time it was happening though, I wasn't thinking 
anything. I was feeling. And it felt wonderful. My 
tall, strong, handsome, masculine student had suddenly 
taken charge and it was wonderful. It was so exciting 
that I never once said, "No, we can't do this." 

Nor did I attempt to break that exciting kiss or to 
remove his hot hand from my tingling breast. Far from 
resisting, I pulled him close and kissed him harder. I 
finally knew what it was to surrender to a man. I 
finally knew what passion was.

Nathan continued to cradle my head with his hand as we 
kissed but I felt his free hand move from my breast to 
the buttons on my blouse. I have no idea why I didn't 
come to my senses and stop it right then. I didn't 
though. Instead I shivered with the excitement of what 
was happening and reveled in the pleasure I was feeling 
as my body was slowly being uncovered by my teenage 
student.

When my blouse was unbuttoned I felt Nathan's hands 
exploring the flesh beneath. For a large and 
inexperienced teen he was surprisingly good at this. 
His touch was electric as his fingers moved over my 
bare skin. For the longest time he teased me, avoided 
touching my bra covered breasts. By the time I finally 
felt his fingertips move over my breasts I was panting 
and nearly at the point of begging him to touch me. 

I took my arms from around his neck and let my blouse 
slide off and fall away to be instantly forgotten. 
Nathan reached behind my back and I felt his fingers 
searching for the clasp to my bra. 

I reached between the cups and released it for him and 
as soon as his hand removed it my arms went back around 
his neck. When his fingers began to explore my breasts 
I was so excited that I actually had an orgasm from his 
touch. 

Our kiss seemed to go on forever but now that my 
breasts were exposed he soon pulled back and looked 
down at me. I was afraid that my small breasts would 
disappoint him but he stared at me for a few seconds 
and then he whispered, "Jesus Amanda! They are 
beautiful!"

I don't know if I was more excited because he loved my 
breasts or because he had addressed me by my first name 
for the first time. No, that's silly. I loved it that 
he liked my breasts! I felt his eyes on me and I saw 
the lust in his eyes and it was just what I needed to 
see.

Nathan stared at my breasts for a moment longer and 
then he leaned down and took one of my nipples into his 
mouth. I closed my eyes and held him close as his lips 
and his teeth sent chills down my spine. As his mouth 
sent shockwaves of pleasure though my body it suddenly 
occurred to me that my husband had not touched my 
breasts with his lips, not one time in nearly two years 
of marriage!

Nathan's mouth moved back and forth between my breasts 
and when a moment later I felt his hand come to rest on 
my knee and slide slowly up my thigh under my skirt I 
eagerly spread my legs to give him complete access to 
my body. 

I felt the heat of his palm on my thigh and it was 
incredible. I came for the second time before his 
fingers ever reached the sopping wet strip of nylon 
that covered my sex. I came yet again when his large 
finger came to rest on my nylon covered and extremely 
wet vagina and then slid down through the crease that 
indicated my vaginal lips. His finger pushed my 
underwear up into me and then I felt it pressing 
against my clitoris.

I was crying out and making a noise as if I were 
sobbing. I wasn't though. I was lost in a passion so 
earthshaking that I was making sounds for the first 
time. I had always been a quiet lover. Even though I 
enjoyed sex I had always enjoyed it in silence. The 
most noise I had ever made during sex with my husband 
was a gasp of pleasure when he entered me. That may 
have been because my husband had never given me an 
orgasm, or even brought me close.

Not now though. Now I was out of control. I had 
surrendered to this teenage black boy and my 
inhibitions were a thing of the past. The joyous, lusty 
sounds I was making now only added to my passion. 

I wasn't even aware at first that he was doing it, but 
I felt the button on the back of my skirt come open and 
the zipper being tugged down. I hated having to turn 
him loose long enough to do it, but Nathan pulled away 
from me and pulled me to my feet and anxiously pulled 
my skirt down. I saw the excitement he was feeling and 
it made me just that much more turned on.

He stared at my panties and I looked down and saw how 
large the wet spot over my sex was. I knew that I had 
never been like that before with anyone. Neither of my 
two previous lovers in high school nor my husband had 
ever produced such a reaction in me.

Nathan leaned down and kissed my mound through my 
panties and then stuck his long pink tongue down 
between my thighs and slowly drew it up through that 
wet spot. His tongue was pushing against the lips of my 
vagina and my legs couldn't support me a second longer. 
I fell back on the couch and Nathan spread my thighs 
and dropped to his knees between them. His tongue 
resumed licking the crotch of my panties and I was 
crying out and pulling his head tighter against me. 

For the first time in my life a man was licking my sex 
and the heat of his tongue through my underwear was 
driving me through one fantastic orgasm after another.

Nathan stopped licking and opened his mouth wide. He 
pressed his lips over my mound and I felt his breath 
penetrate the thin nylon of my underwear. It was the 
most awesome thing! His breath felt like it was being 
super heated. It felt like that blast of warm air that 
hits you when you open the oven door, except that it 
was concentrated on my vagina and I actually screamed 
out loud and pulled his hair as I had another orgasm. 

I was putty in his hands and we both knew it. He tugged 
at my underwear and I lifted my butt off of the couch 
so that he could get them off of me. 

My first two lovers had not seen me naked. We had 
groped in the dark in their cars and struggled through 
a few hasty sexual trysts with our clothes still on, 
uncovering just enough of our bodies to enable us to 
have sex. The kissing and the touching had been 
exciting. The sex had been a huge letdown. 

After the second boy I had decided that it just wasn't 
worth the effort. I had not had sex again until I had 
gotten married. Dennis knew of my previous experiences 
and was not pleased. But he was generous enough to 
forgive me my sins. He actually said that!

Dennis had seen me naked, but not often. And I had 
never seen that look of lust in his eyes that I saw in 
Nathan's. Instead he had looked embarrassed and I had 
even seen him look away when I undressed!

Now I was naked in front of Nathan and the look in his 
eyes was a look I had always wanted to see in a man's 
eyes. He thought that I was beautiful and sexy and I 
could see it. He wanted me. He wanted to touch me and 
to taste me and make love to me and I realized that 
this was what I thought it was supposed to be like. 

As soon as my panties had been tossed aside Nathan 
leaned back down and licked me again. There was no thin 
layer of nylon between us now and I felt the heat and 
the moisture of his tongue directly on my skin. For the 
first time! 

Dennis would never have kissed me anywhere below my 
chin. I suddenly realized that he had never even 
touched my vagina with his hand! He had touched my 
breasts, somewhat clumsily. But he was not nearly as 
good at is as Nathan was, and he never used his lips or 
his tongue or his teeth.

When Nathan's tongue began to slide through my slit and 
then burrow into me I went berserk. He had to hold me 
down and I had orgasm after earth shaking orgasm as he 
explored me with his tongue. After several minutes of 
driving me crazy that way he licked and then put his 
lips over and sucked on my clitoris and that was when I 
passed out.

When I came to my senses I was stretched out on the rug 
and Nathan was over me, smiling down and rubbing his 
hard cock over my slit. I suddenly realized that while 
I was out of it he had undressed and I looked down at 
his muscular chest and smiled up at him and breathed, 
"Oh yes Nathan, put it in me!"

He leaned down and kissed my lips. I tasted my own 
juices on his lips and I wasn't disgusted at all. In 
fact, I thought it was hot. We kissed for a moment and 
then he said, "No Amanda, you put it in. Reach down and 
take my cock in your hand and line it up with your 
pussy."

Cock! Pussy! I had never used those words. I had never 
had them used in a sentence in my presence! I shuddered 
in excitement and reached down and put my hand around 
his penis. No, I mean his cock! I touched his cock. I 
held his cock in my hand. I aligned the head of his 
cock with the entrance to my pussy and I gasped at the 
sensations I felt as it moved down through my slit 
until I had it lined up. I had never seen or touched an 
organ this large before. I couldn't wait to see what it 
felt like when it entered me. It was easily twice the 
size of Dennis's penis. 

I felt Nathan begin to slide the head of his cock into 
me and I gasped in pleasure. This was what it was 
supposed to feel like! I heard someone whispering, "Oh 
yes! More! I want more! Put it in me!" 

It was me! I was saying those nasty things!

I opened my eyes and Nathan was still over me, 
supporting himself on his strong, muscular arms and 
staring down at my face as he slowly entered me. I 
reached up and caressed his face as I felt him 
penetrate me like I had never been penetrated before. I 
tried to pull him down on top of me so that I could put 
my arms around him and hold him tight as he entered me. 
But he just smiled and stared at my face and slowly 
buried his cock inside of me.

When he was perhaps half way in I started whispering, 
"Oh my god!" I whispered it over and over and as his 
cock continued to enter me I got louder and louder 
until he was finally all of the way inside of me. I 
couldn't just lie there the way I had every other time 
I had had sex, not even if I wanted to. I was grinding 
my mound against his pubic mound and begging him to 
make love to me.

He smiled and said, "We aren't making love Amanda. 
We're fucking! I'm fucking you. You are fucking me. Say 
it Amanda. Say 'fuck me'. Tell me to fuck you. Tell me 
what you want me to do Amanda.

I had always hated that nasty word. I had never said it 
in my life. But now it rolled off of my tongue so 
naturally as I almost screamed at him, "FUCK ME! Please 
Nathan. Do it. Fuck me! I need you to fuck me hard. 
Take me. I need it so bad. FUCK ME GOD DAMN IT!!"

And he did. He began to pull that magnificent cock out 
of me and then drive it down harder and harder and with 
every violent stroke I rose up to meet it and I began 
to chant, "Yes! Yes! Fuck me! I love it! Make me yours! 
Oh god Nathan, it has never been like this!" 

I started cumming again. The first orgasm came quickly 
and then they just started building, one on top of 
another and I was totally out of control. I had known 
that there were women who enjoyed sex. I had always 
wondered why. Now I knew. This was what sex was really 
like! This was the most amazing thing I had ever done, 
or had done to me. I could never settle for what 
masqueraded as sex with my husband now. I knew that I 
couldn't give this up. I would do anything for this 
young man thrusting his cock into me now. 

I reached my arms up around his hard, sweaty body and 
held him tight and as much as I had tried to avoid 
saying it I heard myself saying, "I love you Nathan. 
I'm sorry, I can't help it. I love you!"

That was when he came. He thrust into me, several more 
violent strokes that almost hurt. I grunted as his cock 
drove into me, but I still thrust my hips back up to 
meet his. Then he tensed up and shuddered and I knew 
that his cum was filling my vagina. No, my pussy. He 
was cumming in my pussy, filling me with his hot seed. 
I knew that I couldn't really feel it. But it seemed 
like I could. 

It went on and on and even before he was finished I 
felt his cum begin to drip down between my thighs onto 
the rug. It was probably a minute later that he 
collapsed on top of me and I hugged his hot sweaty body 
to my own. I felt his heart beating in his chest and 
his ragged breathing and I wanted to turn him over and 
lick his whole body clean.

He got up on his elbows, taking some of his weight off 
of me and then he leaned down and kissed me 
passionately. I put my arms around his neck and 
returned his kiss and now I knew what a soul kiss was. 
I put my entire soul into that kiss and I knew that I 
belonged to this boy now. If he wanted me I was his. At 
that moment I would have left my husband for him if he 
had only asked.

I felt more of his warm essence seep out of me and 
slide down between my legs and onto the rug and I 
didn't care at all. I only cared about his pleasure. I 
wanted to stay just like this for the rest of the day. 
No, for the rest of the weekend!

Nathan broke the kiss and took a few deep breaths and I 
lifted my head and licked the sweat from his neck and 
across his chest. As my tongue explored his body he 
shivered with pleasure and I almost had another orgasm 
just from the mental picture I had of what I was doing.

Nathan shivered once or twice more and then he slowly 
pulled his cock free and rolled over onto his back. I 
turned onto my side and saw his cock for the first 
time. It was, indeed, magnificent. It was longer and 
fatter when it was soft than Dennis's cock was when it 
was hard. 
 
I reached down and touched it and saw it twitch. It was 
covered with our juices and that didn't bother me at 
all. My fingers slid over his silky black cock easily 
and I was in awe of it. Nathan's skin color was a dark 
brown, but his cock looked dark, dark black. It looked 
so masculine! 

He was watching me examine his cock and smiling and 
after a few minutes of my gentle touch he said, "If you 
want to fuck again you are going to have to do more 
than that."

I looked up at him, not realizing at first what he was 
saying. Then it suddenly struck me that he was 
suggesting that I use my mouth on his cock! The sudden 
realization actually took my breath away for a moment. 

I had never done that. Not for anyone. My first two 
young lovers would probably have enjoyed it but I had 
been too naïve and I suppose that under the 
circumstances of our brief unions I never really had 
the opportunity present itself. I'm not sure what I 
would have done if one of them had tried to get me to 
take his penis into my mouth.

Dennis, of course, would never permit such a sinful and 
perverse abomination. 

Now I stared down at Nathan's soft cock and I realized 
that I was going to do it. If Nathan wanted me to suck 
his cock I would do it for him.

I ran my fingers over his still slimy, dark, black cock 
and then I looked up at him and said, "I probably won't 
do a very good job. I have never done it before."

He looked at me as if to say, "How is it possible that 
a twenty-five year old woman has never sucked a cock?!"

I took my fingers away from his cock and brought them 
to my face. I sniffed them and then I touched my tongue 
to the moisture that had accumulated on them. It was 
exciting, the idea of what I was doing. It wasn't 
pleasant. The taste was sharp, acrid even.

For some reason though, it didn't deter me. The concept 
that I was going to actually touch my tongue to that 
beautiful cock and take it in my mouth was almost 
enough to make me have another orgasm!

I leaned down and when my face was inches from his cock 
the smell was very strong. I didn't care. The only 
thing I wanted was to please Nathan. I stuck out my 
tongue and gently touched it to his cock. I was very 
wrapped up in what I was doing but I was so conscious 
that he was watching me. 

This was just about the nastiest thing that I could 
ever imagine doing. It had been all of my life. I had 
never used the word, but to say that someone was a 
cocksucker had always been the most humiliating and 
disparaging thing that you could say about a girl. 

I was about to become a cocksucker! I tasted our juices 
on his cock and then looked up at him while I thought 
about the taste. I decided that it wasn't that bad. And 
besides, he hadn't hesitated to run his tongue through 
my dripping wet pussy. I may not be a very good 
cocksucker yet, but I was going to learn for Nathan.

I kissed his cock all over and then I began to lick 
until it was as clean as I could get it. As I licked 
his cock it began to twitch and grow and as I moved my 
tongue over him I watched in amazement. I thought that 
it was big when it was soft! Wow! When it was hard I 
couldn't get my fingers all the way around it. I lifted 
my head and looked at it and I realized that it had to 
be at least nine inches long! Christ! No wonder I had 
felt so damned good when I had that thing buried in my 
pussy! It was huge!

It had stopped growing and I pulled it up so that it 
pointed straight at the ceiling. Then I adjusted my 
position so that I had a better angle and slid my lips 
down over the soft skin that covered the large head of 
his beautiful cock. I shuddered as I realized that for 
the first time I had a man's cock in my mouth. Well, he 
was still a boy I guess, but he was more of a man than 
Dennis or the two boys I had allowed to have sex with 
me in high school. He was more of a man than Dennis 
would ever be!

Hell! Compared to Nathan, Dennis was a girl!

I took as much of Nathan's cock into my mouth as I 
could. It wasn't very much. With his cock touching the 
back of my throat there was still a double handful of 
cock left over. I tried to take more of him into my 
mouth but I began to gag and I pulled back quickly. 

I took my mouth away and apologized but he just smiled 
and said, "It's your first time. Don't worry. You'll 
get better when you've had a little practice."

You'll think it strange, but I felt a warm glow wash 
over me as he said that. It was like he trusted me, he 
had faith in me, but more importantly he was going to 
give me more chances to practice! I was so happy that 
if I had a tail it would have been wagging.

As I sucked on the little bit of his cock I managed to 
get into my mouth he started giving me instruction on 
how to please him. He told me to swallow before I moved 
my mouth down over his cock and I wouldn't gag so much. 
He told me to be a little more careful with my teeth. 
He instructed me on how to use my hands on his shaft in 
concert with my mouth to make him feel good.

After a few minutes he said, "I am going to cum in a 
couple of minutes Amanda. It is always hard for a girl 
the first time or two, but I know you can handle it. 
When you feel me start to cum you need to move your 
lips up to the head of my dick and just use your hands. 
I want you to hold my cum in your mouth until I tell 
you to swallow it. I want you to take a moment to get 
used to the taste. You'll be having a lot of cum in 
your mouth from now on.

I shuddered in pleasure from his words. It occurred to 
me that he sounded like the adult and I felt like the 
child in this relationship. He had taken complete 
charge of me and I loved it! I wanted nothing more than 
to belong to him.

I continued sucking his cock and sliding my hand over 
the shaft until he groaned and said, "Now Amanda. I'm 
cumming now."

I quickly wrapped my lips around the head of his cock 
and moved my hand a little quicker and he gasped, "Oh 
yeah bitch! That's perfect!"

I had just a moment to enjoy the idea that I was now 
his bitch before my mouth was flooded with his hot 
sperm. There was so much of it that I was afraid that I 
was going to have to swallow to keep it from 
overflowing. I felt the urge to gag at first but I 
managed to control it and I continued to masturbate him 
into my mouth until he reached down and held my hand 
still.

I stared at his face through the tears in my eyes and 
he smiled down at me and said, "That was great for a 
first blowjob Amanda! Thank you."

I felt his cock begin to go soft and he said, "Okay, 
gently slide your lips off and sit up now. 

I carefully slid my lips off of his cock and he 
shuddered as my mouth came away. I sat up and for the 
first time I really examined the taste of the mouthful 
of cum that I had. It was just so damned exciting! 
Nathan had filled my mouth with cum! Damn that turned 
me on!

I forced myself to concentrate and I began to savor the 
fluid in my mouth. It was not at all pleasant. It was 
strong, a little bleachy, not anything that you would 
put in your mouth if wasn't for the fact that doing it, 
letting Nathan fill my mouth with cum, brought him so 
much pleasure. I didn't like the taste, but I would do 
this for him any time he wanted me to.

Nathan had shifted around so that he was leaning up 
against the couch now and he was gently toying with my 
breast as I learned to appreciate the taste of his cum. 
After a couple of minutes he said, "Okay bitch, 
swallow."

I should have been furious I know. But when he called 
me bitch again I shivered excitedly and then I 
swallowed. I had to swallow a couple of times to get it 
all down. Then I ran my tongue around my mouth and made 
sure that I had swallowed it all.

He watched me for a few seconds and then he asked, 
"Well, how did you like it?"

I wasn't sure if he was asking about the blowjob or the 
taste of his cum. I answered easily though. "I don't 
think that much of the taste, but I'll suck your cock 
again any time you want me to."

He smiled and squeezed my breast and said, "That's the 
perfect answer bitch."


Chapter Three
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Nathan's hand released my breast and traveled down my 
stomach. It soon came to rest on my patch of red pubic 
hair and he said, "I've never fucked a redhead before. 
It's kind of hot. I make most of my cunts shave their 
pussies, but I think I'll let you keep some of this. 
You are going to need to trim it though. It's a fucking 
jungle."

I had no problem with the idea of trimming my pubic 
hair to please Nathan. I even found it amusing that my 
husband would probably not even notice.

I moved to see how much of a mess I was making on the 
rug and then I said, "I'm making a mess. I better go 
clean up."

I got up to go to the bathroom and Nathan got up and 
followed me. I was embarrassed. I had never even been 
in a bathroom with a boy before. The idea of him 
watching while I went to the bathroom made my body 
tingle all over. It was such a nasty thing to do!

But I didn't object. I sat on the toilet and even 
though I really had to pee bad, at first I was so 
embarrassed that it wouldn't come out. I closed my eyes 
and forced myself to relax and then it started. It was 
just a weak stream at first but soon I let it all go 
and the sound of a loud, steady flow of urine in the 
toilet filled the small room. I had never been so 
conscious of the sound of peeing before.

Nathan reached down and spread my legs apart and 
watched and I just closed my eyes and tried to imagine 
what he could be thinking at seeing me do something 
this personal. The stream of urine finally came to an 
end and I waited a minute or so to make sure that all 
of his cum had drained out of me. When I was sure that 
I was done I reached for some toilet paper but Nathan 
said, No, not yet."

I looked up curiously. I couldn't imagine why he would 
not want me to wipe myself. Then I saw why. He was 
standing in front of me and holding his cock in his 
hand and aiming it at the small space between my legs!

I gasped and said, "No! Nathan! Wait, let me get up 
first!"

He just smiled and held me down with his other hand. 
"No bitch, you sit still. I want you to feel my hot 
piss on your soft, white skin."

I watched in shock as the first few spurts of piss shot 
weakly from the hole in the end of his cock. They 
landed on my stomach and on my thighs and then it 
became a steady stream of burning hot piss.

I couldn't believe my reaction. He directed the stream 
of hot piss over my thighs and my stomach and then it 
centered on the lips of my pussy. He calmly ordered, 
"Reach down there and spread your cunt open bitch. Hold 
it open so I can piss right in your cunt."

I wanted to! It felt fantastic! My fingers reached into 
the stream of piss that was beating against my slit and 
separated the lips, something I had never done for 
anyone before. I felt his stream teasing the mouth of 
my vagina and then he directed it against my tender 
clitoris.

As soon as that hot stream of liquid hit my clit I 
said, "Oh my god! I'm cumming from being pissed on!" 
And then I did!

I slumped on the toilet after my orgasm and caught my 
breath. When I finally sat up Nathan was still standing 
right there. He tapped on my head and said, "Clean me 
off bitch. You don't want me dripping piss on your nice 
clean floors do you?"

I gaped up at Nathan, shocked that he would even 
suggest what he was obviously ordering me to do now. I 
looked at his cock and there were several drops of piss 
clinging to the its head.

I looked back up at his face and I saw just how serious 
he was. I leaned forward and as I stuck my tongue out 
and licked his cock clean I thought about how naïve and 
inexperienced I was and how much more sexually mature 
Nathan was. These things were all so out of character 
for me but they all seemed to be things that Nathan had 
experience with. I realized suddenly that I didn't know 
Nathan at all. Those wide, brown, innocent eyes, that 
engaging smile, the shyness and his apparent 
willingness to please, that was all an act! 

I had been sucked in. He had played me like a violin. 
The incredible thing was, even knowing that I had been 
played I still felt the same way about him. I felt a 
need to please him that I had never felt with anyone 
else before. He had touched a part of me that no other 
person had come close to and now I think I loved him. I 
loved him more than I loved my husband at this moment. 
I loved him more than I loved myself or I wouldn't 
allow him to humiliate me this way.

What I didn't know at that moment was just how low I 
would sink in my efforts to please this boy.

After I had licked and then sucked his cock clean I 
suggested that we take a shower together. He said, 
"Sure, but you have something to do first."

I looked at him, waiting for a clue. I had forgotten 
about trimming my pubic hair. He stepped back and I 
stood up and flushed the toilet. He said, "Get your 
scissors."

While I was getting the scissors he spread a towel out 
on the toilet and when I came back he ordered me to sit 
down. He squatted in front of me and began to severely 
trim my pubic bush back. I just watched in silence as 
he trimmed away three quarters of it, leaving just a 
small triangle above my slit. 

When he was done he said, "Okay, warm up the water and 
you can finish it up in the shower. Do you have a 
razor?"

I nodded and got a fresh razor out of my drawer. I 
turned the water on and when it was warm we got in and 
soaped each other up. It was incredibly exciting. I 
don't just mean the way he touched me with his soapy 
hands either. I loved the way my hands glided over his 
taut young body and the way his large, masculine cock 
and his balls felt as I soaped them up and then rinsed 
them off. 

I washed his hair and after I rinsed him off I soaped 
my pubic mound into a lather and shaved around the 
patch of hair that he had left me. I rinsed off and 
then we dried each other. I went to put on a robe but 
he stopped me. 

He asked, "Where are you going?"

I told him to get a robe and he said, "Whenever I am 
around I don't want you wearing clothes unless I give 
you something special to wear or tell you that you need 
to put something on. From now on, if you are expecting 
me you should be naked. And from now on you can be 
expecting me often."

I didn't stop to think about the effect this was going 
to have on my marriage. At that time I didn't care. I 
was too carried away by the passion of the moment.

We went out to the kitchen and I got us both a glass of 
ice water. He sat on a stool at the kitchen island and 
watched me. When I brought him the water he put his arm 
around me and after we had each taken a couple of sips 
of water he pulled me close and kissed me. His kiss 
made my legs weak and I ran a hand over his cheek and 
down his chest, all the way down to his large muscular 
thigh. I supported my weight on his thigh and kissed 
him back eagerly.

He smiled and said, "You belong to me now bitch. Do you 
realize that? Are you aware of what that means?"

Now that the mind numbing passion had begun to 
dissipate I wasn't as excited about being called a 
bitch. I didn't say anything though. I just shook my 
head and waited for him to tell me what he was 
referring to.

In a calm voice, but with a tone that an adult might 
use when talking to a young child, he said, "From now 
on you do what I say, when I say. You fuck me whenever 
I want. You suck my cock without hesitation. But that's 
not all. From now on if I tell you to get undressed, I 
don't care if you are standing in front of a room full 
of people, you take your clothes off. If I tell you to 
drop down and suck off one of my friends or a stranger 
on the street you drop and suck. That goes for fucking 
too. If you want to wait a while before we let your 
husband find out that your cunt belongs to me now I'll 
give you a little time. Maybe you can break it to him 
gently. He is going to have to know though. Because 
there will be days that I come over here to fuck you in 
the evening. Sometimes I'm going to want to spend the 
night too. I imagine that will be hard to keep from 
him. I stand out pretty well against a pair of white 
sheets."

My mouth had dropped open and I was shaking my head in 
disbelief. This was not the kind, sweet, gentle young 
man that I had allowed to seduce me. I didn't know who 
this was. I was only now beginning to become aware that 
I may have just made a horrible mistake. 

I pulled away from him and stared at him for a second. 
Then I finally said, "What happened to you Nathan?! 
This isn't who I thought you were. You...I...this was a 
mistake! You have to get dressed now. I want you to 
leave. This was just a big mistake."

He chuckled and said, "You got that right bitch. You 
made a mistake. You made a couple of mistakes. You made 
a mistake when you fucked me just now. You made another 
mistake when you thought you could order me to leave. I 
don't take orders bitch. You do!"

I stared at him aghast. He stood up and took me by the 
arm and pulled me into the living room. He pushed me 
into a chair and said, "Don't move bitch."

He walked over to the door and I started to get a 
feeling of relief. But then I realized that he couldn't 
be leaving. He was still naked!

He opened the front door and stood back and another 
teenage boy walked in and came over and looked down at 
me and smiled. I covered my breasts and my recently 
shaved pussy with my hands and arms and screeched, "Get 
out of here!"

I recognized him from school. He was Terrill Mays, a 
friend of Nathan's. He ignored my order to leave and 
walked over to the television. I saw him pull a cord 
out of his pocket and hook it up to the television and 
then I saw that he had a small, digital movie camera. 
He attached the camera to the cord and sat on the 
couch. When he was ready Nathan pulled me to my feet 
and pushed me back down beside Terrill and sat down on 
the other side of me.

Nathan had the remote control for the TV in his hand 
and he handed it to Terrill. 

Terrill turned the TV on and then he pulled a small 
remote from his shirt pocket and I was watching a 
recording taken through my front window of what looked 
very much like me seducing Nathan, a sixteen year old 
student! I had started it my putting my arms around him 
and then hugging him. When he turned and began to kiss 
me it was hard to tell which of us had instigated the 
kiss, that passionate kiss. But it was obvious that I 
wasn't resisting anything that Nathan did. No one could 
look at this recording and not see me molesting my 
teenage student.

I tried to cover my eyes but Nathan made me watch the 
entire recording. It was embarrassing, but the truly 
horrifying thing about it was how turned on I got as I 
watched it. I had never seen a dirty movie before. I 
had always avoided movies that I knew contained 
sexually explicit scenes. But now, watching myself with 
Nathan it was all I could do to keep my fingers away 
from my pussy. I wanted desperately to rub my pussy 
while I watched this extremely erotic movie.

Out of the corner of my eye I could see that Nathan was 
enjoying it too. His cock had gotten hard and his hand 
was gently massaging it while he watched the movie. I 
was soon distracted though when Terrill began to take 
his clothes off.

I tried not to watch as he pulled his t-shirt off and 
then kicked his shoes off. He unbuckled his belt and 
opened his fly and lifted his butt up off of the 
cushion to work his Dockers and his jockey shorts off 
together. I didn't want to notice, but I couldn't help 
it. His cock seemed nearly as large as Nathan's! I 
began to wonder about the stereotype. I hardly ever saw 
my husband's cock, but I had gotten glimpses of it and 
I knew that it was only about five inches long and 
maybe a little thicker than my thumb. 

My first two lovers in high school had probably had 
organs of a similar size. 

Now I was sitting on my couch naked between two large 
black boys with nine inch cocks. I returned my 
attention to the television and stared as on the screen 
Nathan ate my pussy to a series of orgasms. 

As we watched, Nathan took my hand and placed it on his 
cock. My hand seemed to wrap around it of its own 
accord. As soon as I adjusted to holding Nathan's cock, 
Terrill took my other hand and placed it around his 
cock. I found myself sitting between them holding their 
cocks and staring at the sexiest movie I had ever seen 
and I was so light headed that it never even occurred 
to me to object.

Terrill put one arm around my shoulder and his hand 
came to rest on my breast. I glanced at Nathan, hoping 
he would have something to say about that. He did have 
something to say. He said, "That's a damned hot movie 
Terrill. We'll need to film it again with a better 
camera and better lighting. It really needs some close-
ups too. But considering how it was made that's a 
damned hot movie."

I hated to admit it, even to myself. He was right. That 
was a damned hot movie!

When we got to the place where I sucked Nathan off I 
heard Terrill chuckle and say, "She ain't much of a 
cocksucker is she?"

Nathan came to my defense. He said, "That was her first 
one dude. Give her time. She just needs more practice. 
Hell, I bet she can suck a cock like a pro by the end 
of the time we clear out of here tomorrow."

My head swung around so fast I almost hurt myself! 
"Tomorrow! Oh no Nathan, you can't stay here! You just 
can't!"

As far as Nathan was concerned it was as if I hadn't 
even spoken. 

Terrill found it amusing though. He said, "Dude, your 
bitch thinks she can tell you what to do? How lame is 
that?!"

Nathan chuckled and said, "It's her first day man. This 
is all new to her. Give me a day or two to train the 
bitch. She is still in shock. You should have seen her 
face when I told her that she was going to have to tell 
her husband that her cunt belongs to me now."

Hearing him say that again was just as shocking as 
hearing it for the very first time. I tried to imagine 
telling Dennis that a teenage boy owned me. A black boy 
at that! His bigoted heart would probably come to a 
complete stop. But I would never be able to tell him 
that. I would have to make Nathan see reason. 

Just then I felt something on my hand and I looked down 
to see the lubricant that was oozing from Terrill's 
cock. It had reached my fingers and it began to run 
over them. He said, "Nathan, I watched you fuck the 
bitch for more than an hour. I need some relief here 
dude."

Nathan said, "Sure man. Bitch, suck my friend off. 
We'll make you a copy of the movie and you can see how 
it ends later."

It was like my mind had ceased to function. I looked up 
at Nathan in shock but he ignored me. I felt Terrill 
take his hand off of my breast and he grabbed a handful 
of my hair.

I grunted in pain and he said, "I love that red hair 
bitch. If I didn't see the matching cunt hair I never 
would have believed that it was real."

He pulled me out of my seat and guided me between his 
legs by pulling my hair. I didn't fight him though. I 
went wherever he wanted me. Once I was in place he let 
go of my hair and sat back and said, "Okay bitch, let's 
see if you can do any better on your second blowjob."

I had a better view of his cock now and it was, as I 
had suspected, as large as Nathan's. I tried to think 
of something I could say to end this, something to make 
them see reason and leave. I couldn't though. I 
couldn't seem to form a cogent thought of any kind. I 
had always been a thinking, reasoning, intelligent 
person but now, in the clutches of these two boys I 
seemed unable to think at all. I only seemed to be able 
to react, and they either enjoyed or ignored my 
reactions as they deemed appropriate.

I found myself bending forward to kiss and then lick at 
Terrill's throbbing cock. He slumped down in his seat a 
little more and I adjusted my position and began to 
suck his cock just the way I had for Nathan. 

Unfortunately, Terrill was not as easy to please. He 
watched me and except to say to Nathan, "I love seeing 
a pretty white girl sucking my cock," he seemed very 
unhappy with what I was doing.

After a few minutes he said in a voice tinged with 
disgust, "Shit bitch, my fifteen year old sister sucks 
cock better than that!"

I tried not to think of the implications of that. I 
didn't have much time to think about anything though. 
Terrill reached up and held my head in both of his 
large, strong hands. It made me nervous, but I didn't 
try to pull away. I didn't dare for some reason. 

As I moved my mouth up and down on his cock Terrill 
began to exert pressure on the back of my head. I 
resisted with my neck muscles for a moment but soon 
that wasn't enough and I began to push back against his 
thighs, trying to pull my head free. 

Terrill yelled, "Stop that! Put your hands down at your 
side. NOW!"

I don't know why I obeyed. Except for what he was doing 
at this very moment neither boy had hurt me. I was in 
pain now though. He was forcing his cock deeper with 
each thrust and I was crying in pain. 

I was just about to begin fighting again. I knew that I 
couldn't take anymore of this. Just as I started to 
bring my hands back up to push against him he pulled 
harder against the back of my head and thrust up with 
his hips and his entire cock surged down my throat. 

The pain was incredible. I began to fight then. But as 
soon as I started to hit at Terrill Nathan got down 
behind me and grabbed my arms. He twisted them and 
pulled them around behind my back. I thought he was 
going to pull them right out of the sockets! I was 
forced to cease my struggles, but I was running out of 
air and I was beginning to panic. 

I knew that in seconds I was going to pass out and I 
was afraid that I was going to wake up dead. As I 
started to lose consciousness I felt a series of 
stinging slaps on the side of my head and finally 
looked up at Terrill. He shook his head and said, "You 
stupid bitch! Relax, you can breathe. Just breathe 
through your nose. It will take a little extra effort, 
but you aren't going to die. Shit! You are one dumb 
bitch. You should have learned how to do this when you 
were fourteen or fifteen. Stupid fucking white girls! I 
fucking swear!"

I struggled to suck some air in through my nose. His 
fat cock was pinching my airways so severely that I 
couldn't get much. I managed to get some though. When I 
realized that I wasn't going to die from getting my 
face fucked I felt the panic start to recede.

It still hurt like hell but he held my head down and 
his cock stayed buried in my throat until I began to 
adjust to the pressure. Once he saw that I wasn't 
panicking he let me come up slowly off of his cock. He 
watched me gulp down several large lungs full of air 
and then he pulled my head back down until my lips were 
once again spread wide around the base of his large 
cock.

He did that several more times and then Nathan finally 
let my arms go. My shoulders hurt so much that at first 
I couldn't even control my arms. They hung loosely at 
my sides. After a few moments I was finally able to 
bring them up and rest them on Terrill's thighs to 
support myself.

After another minute Terrill took his hands away and 
said, "Okay bitch. Show me what you've learned."

I was crying loudly now. I was almost hysterical. They 
ignored that and watched with interest as I began to 
force my head down over Terrill's cock. When the head 
of his cock actually entered my throat I was almost as 
shocked as I had been when he forced it down my throat 
the first time. 

I actually found that it wasn't so bad when I did it on 
my own. At least I could make sure that I got enough 
oxygen. I began to slide my lips up and down Terrill's 
cock and I was reminded of Nathan's presence behind me 
when I felt his cock begin to saw back and forth 
between my thighs.

In a very short time it felt pretty good and I enjoyed 
the distraction from the pain in my throat. He pulled 
his cock away and I moaned in protest, but he was just 
pausing to rearrange me so that he could fuck me from 
behind while I sucked off his friend. 

I had been shocked at my reactions from the moment my 
time with Nathan had begun this morning. I had no idea 
when I let Nathan into my home today that it was to be 
the start of a sexual odyssey. The only thing I had 
objected to strenuously was Terrill's cock entering my 
throat. I'm not sure if that was just because I thought 
I was going to die or perhaps my natural aversion to 
pain. For whatever reason I had not objected and in 
fact had been a willing participant in everything that 
Nathan had done to me right up until Terrill arrived. I 
had even let him piss on me!

When Terrill had arrived I had become a more unwilling 
participant, but I still had allowed whatever 
liberties, whatever indignities they demanded of me. I 
had allowed Terrill to grope my breasts without a 
single complaint and I had allowed him to place my hand 
on his cock and I had held it just as lovingly as I had 
held Nathan's.

This was so totally out of character for me. I may not 
be the good church going Christian that my husband was, 
but I was certainly not promiscuous. I was not the type 
of woman that committed adultery with a teenage 
student. Oh my god! I'm a child molester!

I know that I was naïve. I know that if I had been 
keeping a diary I would have probably written in it 
that I was sexually frustrated and totally dissatisfied 
with my limited sex life with my very provincial 
husband. But even so, this, all of this was so totally 
out of character for me.

Yet even now, as I continued to suck Terrill's cock and 
I felt Nathan's cock entering me from behind, I was in 
heaven. As soon as his cock began to slide forcefully 
in and out of my pussy I had no more doubt. My 
reservations disappeared and I was once more a sexual 
pawn in their hands.

As he fucked me Nathan reached around and began to 
tease the area around my clit and a moment later 
Terrill reached down and began to roughly squeeze and 
pull on one of my breasts. Any vestiges of doubt 
disappeared instantly. I was once more a willing toy, a 
sex toy. There were no more lucid thoughts in my head 
for the next fifteen minutes or so. There was just 
pleasure and passion and an overpowering need to please 
the boys using me this way.

I attacked Terrill's cock with a new sense of urgency 
and I clasped my pussy tightly around Nathan's cock and 
I only wished that I could take my head out of 
Terrill's lap long enough to scream out my pleasure so 
loud the neighbors would hear it.

Terrill didn't last much longer. Unlike Nathan, he 
didn't cum in my mouth. He held my head pressed tightly 
against his belly and his hips danced as he shot his 
cum straight down my throat. 

When his orgasm finally ended he relaxed back down onto 
the couch and held my head in place. I felt his cock 
throb a few times and then slowly begin to soften and 
withdraw. It was the strangest thing you can imagine. 

I didn't have a lot of time to contemplate the 
softening cock in my mouth though. Nathan was speeding 
up and his strokes were becoming more violent and his 
fingers had begun to pinch my clit roughly. I screamed 
around Terrill's soft cock in my mouth and as I felt 
Nathan reach orgasm I was right there with him. I 
moaned and groaned and sobbed as if I were crying. I 
wasn't though. I was in heaven. Gone were all of my 
fears and all thought of how this relationship was 
about to destroy my life. All there was now was red hot 
passion as my whole being seemed to explode in shared 
orgasm.

I clasped my pussy tightly around Nathan's cock as he 
began to pull it free. I didn't want him to take it 
away from me. He wasn't quite done though. As soon as 
he had pulled his cock out of my pussy he grabbed a 
handful of my hair and pulled me roughly around and 
ordered me to suck him clean.

I looked down at his nasty cock but I had already done 
this for him and I didn't mind. I opened my mouth and 
took his entire cock inside. His cock was still a 
little more than half hard and it sank easily into my 
throat now.

He groaned in pleasure and after a minute he said, 
"Damn Terrill, it didn't take you long to teach her 
that trick. Good job!"

I thought I should be getting some of the credit here, 
but I realized he was right. If it were not for Terrill 
raping my throat a moment ago I wouldn't be doing this. 
I even felt pride in pleasing him! How sick is that?

When he was satisfied he pushed my head away and made 
me sit up on the coffee table. He pushed my legs apart 
and ordered me to scoop up the cum that was leaking out 
of my pussy.

I looked down and saw that there were several large 
dollops of milky looking cum seeping out of me and 
beginning to run down between my legs. I scooped them 
up and then I held them and sat there wondering what he 
wanted me to do with them. 

He smiled and asked, "Well, what are you waiting for?"

I looked at him. I really didn't know what he wanted me 
to do. He got that, "What a fucking retard!" look on 
his face and then he said, "Amanda, that's your reward 
for being such a good fuck. Eat it bitch!"

I looked at him. I mean surely he was kidding, right? I 
saw his expression begin to harden and I realized he 
was completely serious. I looked down at the cum in my 
hand and slowly brought it up to my mouth. I had 
already sucked his cock and held his cum in my mouth 
for several minutes while he watched me. This was 
different though. This was eating cum that was draining 
out of my pussy and there was something very gross 
about that. 

As my hand drew closer to my face the smell of the cum 
grew stronger and it brought to mind the taste of it, 
the unpleasant taste of it. I hesitated as long as I 
could but I could see that it would soon be running off 
of my fingers and I didn't want to upset Nathan. So I 
carefully put my fingers in my mouth and sucked them 
clean. 

I gagged a little. Not because of the taste or the 
smell, but just because it was such a nasty think to 
do. It pleased him though and I suppose that is what is 
important.

I looked down after I had swallowed his cum and I saw 
that another small dollop of cum had oozed out of me 
and I scooped it up without waiting to be told to. I 
brought it straight to my mouth and this time I managed 
to swallow it without gagging.

Nathan patted my head as if I was is pet dog and said, 
"Good girl."

I heard Terrill chuckling and then he said, "Looks like 
she is going to be an easy bitch to train. I guess you 
were right man. I figured her for a fucking iceberg."

It was becoming obvious that he had enslaved other 
girls, or women, like this. I wondered just how often 
he did this. How much experience did he have? What kind 
of person was this young man? I had obviously been all 
wrong about him. 

I realized that I had been so wrong about him that I 
was apparently going to pay with my marriage, my 
career, and perhaps even my life. Not that I imagined 
that he was going to kill me. No, he was just going to 
make my life not worth living. He was going to ruin me 
and there was even the possibility that in so doing he 
could ruin my father and maybe even my father-in-law.

If the things that I had done today got out, if for 
instance that movie that Terrill had filmed through my 
front window should become public, my father would not 
just be humiliated. He would be hounded out of office. 
That movie would be brought back up every time he 
opened his mouth. His political career would be over 
and he would become a laughing stock. It might be just 
as damaging to Dennis's father. It would surely come up 
if he did run for Governor.

I realized that I had no choice now but to do anything 
and everything that Nathan wanted and hope that I could 
convince him to be discreet. The tragedy was, even if 
he decided to publically humiliate me and my family, I 
would let him. I don't even know why, but something in 
me had responded to him and the way that he was 
treating me in a way that I had never responded or even 
imagined that I could. I don't think I could say that I 
mistook what I felt for Nathan for love any longer. I 
knew it wasn't love. It was a warped lust that I found 
myself unable to repress. If Nathan ordered me to go 
outside right now and walk down to the corner in the 
nude I would do it. I would be humiliated beyond 
belief, but I would do it.

Terrill stood up and pulled me to my feet and ordered 
me to lie down on the rug. As soon as I was on my back 
he nudged my legs apart and knelt between them and 
stared at my body. I didn't have the same feeling for 
him that I had for Nathan and I was much more 
embarrassed about being with him. 

Nathan came over and sat down by my head and watched my 
face as Terrill moved up and began to slide his semi-
hard cock over my still moist slit. I looked down at 
Terrill and watched him sliding his cock over my slit 
and then I looked up at Nathan and saw how much he was 
enjoying this. I realized that he knew how 
uncomfortable it made me to submit to Terrill like this 
and that is what he was enjoying. 

Terrill's cock was soon hard and he moved over me and 
supported is weight on his arms. He looked down at me 
and said, "Okay teacher, I want to learn all about your 
cunt now. Reach down there and wrap your hand around my 
cock and put it where it goes. 

I did as he ordered. I reached down and lined his large 
cock up with my pussy. Nathan was sitting so close to 
my face that his knee was almost touching me. I had a 
sudden feeling of being overwhelmed by all of this 
black male flesh. But far from being upset, I was 
excited. I didn't want to do this, not with Terrill. Or 
at least I didn't think I did. But I was getting so 
excited as I felt his fat cock enter me that I knew I 
would soon be bathing his cock in my juices as I had 
orgasm after orgasm. 

He leaned down and rested on his elbows and more of his 
weight was pressing down on my body now. I felt taken, 
conquered. It was such a totally erotic feeling to be 
helpless and possessed like this. 

I closed my eyes for a moment but I felt movement and 
when I opened my eyes Nathan had stretched out beside 
us. He was smoothing my hair down and staring into my 
face and enjoying my submission.

I looked over at him and he said, "That's a good girl. 
I'm going to make a real slut out of you. When I'm done 
with you'll be the perfect sex slave. You will suck and 
fuck on command. You're going to love it too. I can see 
it in your face. You poor thing, you've been a slut all 
of your life and never even realized it. We have some 
lost time to make up for."

I started to cum just from the nasty things that he was 
saying and just as my first orgasm washed over me 
Terrill said, "Open your mouth bitch. Stick your tongue 
out."

I was in the middle of an orgasm and almost didn't hear 
him. When his words finally sank through and registered 
I struggled to put together enough self control to 
obey. I opened my eyes and looked up at Terrill and 
opened my mouth. He watched until I managed to stick 
out my tongue. 

He said, "Stay just like that bitch, don't fucking 
move." 

I didn't have a clue what was coming next. I never 
heard of someone doing what he did to me then to 
another person. I watched in horror as a large glob of 
spit fell slowly from his mouth and onto my tongue 
where it rolled into my mouth. But the real horror was 
that as incredible as it must seem, as soon as his spit 
fell into my mouth I had another orgasm. It was the 
nastiest thing they had made me do yet. Well, except 
for when Nathan pissed on me. It was certainly every 
bit as shocking. And just like when Nathan had pissed 
on me the idea of doing anything this nasty sent me 
right over the edge.

I came hard and I couldn't stop myself from wrapping my 
arms around Terrill's neck and pulling him closer. I 
was grinding my pussy against him and staring him right 
in the face as he spit into my mouth again and I came 
yet again. 

I wanted to close my eyes so that I couldn't see it 
happening. I wanted to close my mouth so that I could 
scream as I came and I came and I came. 

Terrill finally sped up and began to fuck me violently. 
His movements were so violent that he couldn't play his 
game anymore and I closed my mouth and grunted with the 
pain and the pleasure as he fucked me like the animal 
that I was becoming.

I felt him tense up and fill me with yet another load 
of hot, slimy cum and I came again just from the idea 
of it.

He collapsed on top of me for a few seconds. He was 
even heavier than Nathan and he really took my breath 
away. I didn't struggle or complain though. I waited 
for him to roll off of me and when he did Nathan nudged 
me and nodded down at his filthy cock. 

I struggled to sit up. He had fucked me so hard that my 
stomach hurt. I rolled over onto my knees and I took 
his rapidly shrinking, slime covered cock into my mouth 
and sucked him clean as if it were the most normal 
thing in the world for a woman to do after sex.

When he was satisfied he pushed me away and Nathan 
watched me as I sat up on my heels. I felt Terrill's 
sperm begin to run out of me and I knew what Nathan was 
waiting for. I reached down and scooped it up and 
swallowed it. 

When I had finished eating Terrill's cum, Nathan smiled 
at me and said, "That's a good girl. It's easier every 
time you do it, isn't it?"

I nodded.

Then I sat down on the carpet and while they rested I 
thought about the terrible things I had done, and had 
done to me so far today. Much of what they had done was 
just disgusting. Yet with each new torment came a new 
wave of excitement. I literally ate up everything they 
could throw at me!

They gave me a moment to relax and Nathan asked, "What 
do you have to eat?"

I offered them several choices for lunch. I had cold 
cuts or I could make soup. I had some left over tuna 
casserole. I didn't usually shop for the week until 
Saturday so there really wasn't a lot of food in the 
house. 


Chapter Four
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Nathan decided that he would rather go out to eat and 
he suggested that I take Terrill to my room and take a 
shower with him. While I was doing that he was going to 
find me something to wear and we would go get a 
hamburger somewhere.

I led Terrill down the hall to my bedroom with Nathan 
following close behind. I went into the bathroom and 
turned the water on in the shower. I sat on the toilet 
and let a large amount of fresh cum drain out of me. 
Then I peed and wiped myself.

By then the water was hot and Terrill and I got into 
the large glass enclosed walk-in shower. Terrill 
reached up and aimed the water away from us and pushed 
me to my knees. I thought he wanted me to suck his cock 
again and I started to suggest that we either wait 
until after our shower or turn the water off.

I totally misunderstood what he had in mind. I had just 
begun to speak when a jet of hot piss shot out of his 
cock and hit me right in the face!

I screamed and started to try to stand up and get away 
from him. He held me down with a handful of my hair and 
stood in front of me and pissed all over me. I heard 
Nathan chuckle. He must have come in to see what I was 
screaming about. I had my eyes closed tightly though 
and I couldn't see him. 

Terrill directed the stream of piss down onto my 
breasts from time to time, but most of it hit me right 
in my face. When the first spurt had sprayed into my 
face and surprised me I had been just starting to speak 
and I had gotten some of it in my mouth. After that, 
and until he finished I kept my mouth tightly closed. 
But I had the bitter taste of his piss in my mouth now 
and I kept shuddering in revulsion.

I had been shocked earlier when Nathan had pissed on my 
pussy. But it had been exciting. It had felt good as 
that hot liquid sprayed on my clit. This was just 
degrading. He was only doing it to debase and humiliate 
me. It definitely had that effect. What was even more 
embarrassing was that it was starting to turn me on. 
Not at first. But as I calmed down and resigned myself 
to my fate as it were, the stream of hot urine, or the 
idea of what was being done to me, began to turn me on. 
I didn't let on though. If he had realized it I would 
have been even more embarrassed.

The stream finally began to diminish and then I felt 
the head of his cock pressing against my lips. I 
groaned in fear as I relaxed my jaw and he forced his 
cock into my mouth. As soon as his cock entered my 
mouth the thing that I feared occurred. The last few 
small streams of hot piss shot out of his cock and into 
my mouth. 

I finally managed to pull my head free and I doubled 
over and gagged and choked and spit out the vile 
liquid. I fought to keep from throwing up and finally 
managed to get my stomach under control. 

Terrill watched me for a minute as I struggled to 
control my stomach and then I felt the hot water from 
the shower wash over me and I turned my face up and let 
it wash the piss out of my eyes and off of my face. I 
finally struggled to my feet and I leaned back against 
the glass and forced myself to stop crying and to 
relax. 

Terrill only gave me a minute or two to compose myself 
before he pulled me close and put his soapy arms around 
me and began to use my body wash to soap my body up and 
slide his hands over me. As he washed me he said, "You 
are going to have to stop being so sensitive teach. Sex 
is supposed to be dirty. The nastier it is and the more 
it hurts the better it is. You like it that way too, I 
can tell. You just have to realize that you aren't 
really the prim little bitch you always thought you 
were. Once you realize what a slut you are you'll be a 
lot happier."

I knew he was wrong. I wasn't that way at all. Well, 
maybe a little, but not the way he meant. Not to the 
degree he wanted to take me. I didn't bother to try to 
argue with him though. It isn't like it mattered what I 
thought about all of this.

After he was finished washing me I did the same for 
him, just like I had done for Nathan earlier. It wasn't 
the same though. I guess because I had feelings for 
Nathan. I don't think I liked Terrill very much. 

After we dried off I brushed my teeth and got the bad 
taste out of my mouth. Then I went out into the 
bedroom. Nathan was dressed and Terrill had gone out to 
the living room to put his clothes on too. 

Nathan handed me a slip and told me to put it on. It 
was a short, white, lacy slip that I wore under my 
clothes when I was wearing a thin blouse or a short 
dress. It only came down a couple of inches below my 
crotch and the last couple of inches were a lace 
pattern that matched the lace that covered my breasts. 
It was a very pretty, very sexy garment and it was one 
of my favorites. When I wore it though, I always wore 
it with a bra under it and a dress or a skirt and 
blouse over it.

When I had it on Nathan smiled and said, "Very hot! I 
like it."

Then he pointed down at the high heels he had selected 
for me and told me to put them on. 

I said, "I need to get dressed first Nathan."

He smiled and said, "Silly bitch! You are dressed. Put 
the shoes on and do what you're told."

I looked down at my breasts. You didn't have to look 
all that hard to see my nipples. I glanced down and saw 
that it didn't take any effort to be able to make out 
what remained of my bright red patch of pubic hair 
either.

I looked back at Nathan with a look of horror on my 
face. He expected me to leave the house like this!

I shook my head and backed away from him. As I backed 
away I said, "Oh no Nathan. I can't, I can't go out 
like this. I just can't!"

Nathan didn't move and his expression never changed. He 
spoke in a calm but firm voice. "You are new at this so 
I am going to give you a warning. I don't usually do 
that so you know I have feelings for you bitch. From 
now on you dress the way I tell you to dress. You do 
what I tell you to do. You don't have to like it. In 
fact it amuses me when you are doing things that you 
don't like to do. But you don't ever refuse to do 
anything that I tell you to do. There are consequences 
for refusing, or even just hesitating long enough to 
piss me off. Now put the damned shoes on bitch. Don't 
make me tell you again."

This entire day, since Nathan had arrived had been one 
mad roller coaster ride. I had done things, and allowed 
him to do things that were totally out of character and 
to be honest I had enjoyed it. Or at least I had 
enjoyed a lot of it. It had been the most exciting few 
hours of my life. But it was an aberration. 

I was starting to come to my senses now and I said, 
"Nathan, I care for you. That is why I have spent so 
much time trying to help you. But I never should have 
done the things we did today. I was weak and I'm sorry 
if I led you on or gave you the wrong impression. It 
was a huge mistake and I'm sorry. But it has to end 
now. You have to leave now. I should never have invited 
you into my home. It was a mistake. Please, take 
Terrill and go now. I would appreciate it if neither of 
you mentioned this again. Please go, now."

Nathan merely smiled and took a couple of steps towards 
me. He put his finger under my chin and lifted my face 
up until our eyes met. In a quiet voice he said, "For 
an intelligent woman you can be such a dumb cunt. I 
just gave you a warning and in the next breath you 
refuse me. Now I am going to have to punish you."

I shook my head and tried to step back away from him 
again but he grabbed a handful of my hair and held me 
close and continued speaking. "You are going to have to 
accept that your life just changed drastically. Take a 
minute to think about that movie out there in the 
camera. The one we watched this morning that shows you 
seducing a minor and spending a couple of hours having 
sex with a sixteen year old in your living room while 
your husband is out of town. Think about it bitch. What 
happens when someone shows that to the principal and 
the members of the school board?"

I was crying softly now but I continued to stare into 
Nathan's eyes and let him paint a horrible picture of 
my future if I didn't obey him.

Nathan continued, "First you get arrested. Next you get 
fired. Your husband will kick you out of the house so 
fast you will be lucky if he gives you time to pack 
your clothes. So now you are homeless and unemployed 
and unemployable."

"But it doesn't end there, does it bitch? What happens 
when daddy runs for re-election? That movie starts 
going around again and questions about your old man's 
sex offender daughter come out. You know what a lot of 
people are going to wonder? They are going to wonder if 
daddy was a child molester. How else would his daughter 
become one?"

"I'd say that your daddy's career was pretty much over. 
I suppose you will have to go and live with your 
parents and try to find a job somewhere. But you know 
what your mother is going to be wondering? The same 
thing everyone else is. Did daddy fuck his little 
girl?"

"I imagine your father-in-law will be able to avoid 
most of the bad publicity. After all, by the time he 
runs for Governor his son will have divorced your ass 
and he will try to ignore any references to his 
daughter-in-law the child molester. It probably 
wouldn't have much impact on his chances. At least, it 
won't unless it's a close race."

 "But that isn't the end of it bitch. Those pictures 
will be floating around on the internet for the rest of 
your life. Pictures of you making love to a teenage 
black boy, pictures of you sucking my cock and fucking 
me, they will haunt you for the rest of your life. A 
lot of people get off on that kind of thing you know. 
Those pictures will be famous. Everyone that knows you 
will download them out of curiosity. Before long, 
everyone that sees you will have seen you naked. Not 
just naked either, naked and sucking my big black 
cock."

I collapsed to the floor and covered my face and cried 
hysterically. The enormity of my lack of judgment 
wasn't just washing over me. It was being used to club 
me into submission. 

I don't know how long I lay there on the floor crying. 
I am not normally a person that does a lot of crying. I 
had probably cried more today than I had all the rest 
of my life. I guess I wasn't down there for all that 
long because Nathan would have gotten tired of it 
before long. 

He never said a word though. He sat down on the foot of 
my bed and waited for me to stop crying and calm down. 
When I finally wiped my eyes and sat up he tossed me a 
couple of tissues and asked, "Have you got that out of 
your system now? I'm only going to put up with just so 
much of that shit bitch."

The word bitch was really starting to grate on me. The 
first time he had called me a bitch it had been kind of 
exciting in a kinky sort of way. Now it was just a slap 
in the face each time he used it.

After I dried my eyes and blew my nose he reached down 
and pulled me to my feet. He looked at me and said, "Go 
fix your face. You look like shit. When you are done, 
come back out here and put your shoes on. Don't take a 
lot of time, I'm getting hungry."

I went back into my bathroom and washed my face in cold 
water. Except for a little lipstick I don't wear 
makeup. I just brushed my hair and once my color 
started to return to normal I looked alright.

I went back out and slipped my shoes on. I looked at 
myself in the mirror on my closet door and I could not 
believe that I was actually going to leave the house 
like this. I looked like a prostitute! Come to think of 
it, I felt like a prostitute.

When I was ready Nathan stood up and I followed him out 
to the living room. Terrill was out there watching the 
recording he had made of me and Nathan and when he saw 
us coming out he said to Nathan, "I thought I might be 
able to film some close-ups and splice them in but I 
think it would be easier to just re-shoot the whole 
thing. It would be best to use two close-up cameras 
though. We could get Doc to operate one of them. What 
do you think?"

Nathan didn't seem to care one way or the other. He 
just nodded his head and said, "Yeah, whatever. I want 
to keep this one though. Don't erase it. Her reactions 
were perfect. Make me and her both a DVD of it."

I was guided out to the driveway. Nathan handed me my 
purse on the way out and I guess they had already taken 
my house key out. I heard Terrill locking my door 
behind us.

I glanced around and saw that several of my neighbors 
were working in their yards. I saw them look up and see 
me coming out of my house with two young black men and 
it was obviously that I was not dressed to go out. My 
husband and I were both very conservative people. They 
had to know that I would never leave the house like 
this. No one said a word though. I noticed that the 
people that might normally wave to me looked away. It 
was as if they knew that they had caught me doing 
something bad.

I went around and got in the driver's seat. I unlocked 
the passenger doors and Nathan got in front. Terrill 
got in the back. I started the car and waited for 
Nathan to tell me where we were going.

Nathan said, "Come on bitch, let's go."

I backed out of the driveway and as I pulled away from 
my house he said, "Drive down Central to Willow and 
turn left."

I never went into that part of town. Not many white 
people did if they could avoid it. It was what was 
considered the poor side of town. Most of the 
businesses in that area had closed. They got tired of 
getting broken into or robbed. I didn't know of any 
restaurants in that area. I don't know where Nathan was 
planning to eat.

After I turned onto Willow we drove past the low income 
housing and the vacant shops and he told me to slow 
down. As we came up on a small alley he ordered me to 
turn in and I drove halfway down the alley and parked 
in front of a rundown old house in desperate need of a 
paint job.

I looked at the house. I knew that this wasn't where 
either of these boys lived. I spotted a hand lettered 
sign on a piece of cardboard in the front window. It 
said, "Cobb's Café," and underneath that it said, 
"Open."

We got out and I locked the doors and followed Nathan 
down a dirt path beside the house and into the back 
yard. There were a dozen tables out in the yard. Most 
of them had a few old men sitting down and drinking 
beer and playing dominos or checkers. I only saw one 
other female. She was sitting with three boys. I didn't 
know them but I remembered seeing them around the 
school. 

Everyone looked up when we stepped into the yard and 
the loud chatter we had heard as we approached came to 
a complete and sudden stop. It was as if someone had 
flipped a switch and everyone stopped talking all at 
once.

Nathan and Terrill spoke to some of the people as we 
made our way to a table. They got a response from the 
people that they spoke to, but everyone was gawking at 
me. It wasn't just that I was probably the only white 
person in this part of town. I think the fact that I 
was nearly naked had a lot to do with the looks that I 
was getting.

We sat down and I tried to adjust my slip so that I was 
as covered as possible but Nathan said, "Leave it."

I tried to pull my seat under the table but he shook 
his head. More than anything I didn't want to look. I 
didn't want to know how exposed I was. I couldn't help 
myself. Not knowing was even worse. I looked down and 
saw that my slip had risen up enough when I sat down 
that some of my pubic hair was exposed. There were only 
two tables that were positioned so that the customers 
could see me. At one of them sat three old men playing 
dominos. The other would just have to be the table with 
the four students from the high school.

I knew I wouldn't go unrecognized. Not with my bright 
red hair. I heard a murmur as people started talking 
quietly but then one of the boys said, "Son of a bitch! 
That's Mrs. Hall, the counselor at school!"

Busted!

Nathan was staring at me and grinning. He said, "I 
guess that sexy slip wasn't much of a disguise, was 
it?"

I just glowered at him. There was no way that word of 
this wasn't going to get all over school on Monday. I 
started to say something to Nathan but one look at his 
smiling face told me that there was nothing that I 
could say to get me out of here. There was certainly no 
way to take back being seen in this cafe with these two 
boys while wearing my lacy slip. And there was no way 
that anyone was going to look at me and not know that 
this was not a dress, it was obviously underwear. Of 
course, the fact that my vagina was exposed would 
probably cause a stir too.

I watched the buzz of conversation move around from 
table to table. All I could think was, "My life is 
over."

One of the boys and the girl from the nearby table got 
up and came over. The two kids stood in front of me and 
stared at me for a second before the girl said, "God! 
What a fucking cunt! Jesus Nathan, how did you know she 
was such a slut? I thought she was a fucking prude."

Nathan said, "She was a fucking prude. I decided to 
bring a little love into her life. I thought she looked 
pretty hot and any bitch that hot really oughta be a 
slut. So I went over to her house today and started 
giving her lessons. Can you believe the bitch never 
sucked a cock until this morning?!"

The girl laughed derisively and said, "No shit?! How'd 
she do when you gave her the chance?"

Nathan said, "Her first blowjob was pretty piss poor. 
But Terrill got her broken in pretty good. He had to 
get a little rough, but once he got that big cock of 
his down her throat she did okay."

The girl asked, "Did you pick out her outfit for her 
Nathan? She's going to be pretty popular around here 
with her pussy showing like that."

Nathan replied, "Yeah. I looked through her clothes to 
find something sexy and shit, she dresses like my 
grandmother! I don't know what I'm going to do about 
her clothes. She needs a whole closet full of new 
shit."

One of the other boys had come up behind the first two 
and he was looking down at my pussy as Nathan and the 
girl talked.

He said, "I know where you might be able to find some 
clothes you like for her."

Nathan looked up at him and he went on to say, 
"Remember Kysha? She's Jamie's older sister. She just 
got sentenced for the third time for dealing. By the 
time she gets out you know none of that stuff is gonna 
fit her. If you want any of it I bet Jamie would sell 
you some of her shit cheap. Her little sister can't 
wear it."

I shuddered at the thought of wearing the used clothes 
left behind by some drug dealing slut. I could just 
imagine what kind of slutty clothes she might have 
worn.

Nathan looked at me and said, "I don't know man. The 
bitch's tits and ass are pretty small. I don't know if 
Kysha's shit will fit her. I guess we could take her 
over there later and see. Do you have Jamie's number?"

The kid nodded and said, "Yeah, I'll see if I can set 
it up."

The three students went back to their table and an old 
man came out and delivered a couple of plates of food 
to a nearby table. As soon as he put their food down he 
came over and said, "Hey boys, what can I..."

He must have been pretty surprised to see a white woman 
sitting at one of his tables. But when he came over to 
our table and he saw that my vagina was exposed it 
apparently took his breath away. He stopped speaking 
and stared for a long time before he looked up with an 
evil grin and said, "What can I get for you folks?"

Nathan said, "Three hamburgers, three fries and three 
beers Cobb. Put it on one tab. The bitch will pay."

Cobb stared a moment longer and then, with a huge grin 
on his face he turned and went back inside. 

As soon as he walked away I tried to remember if I had 
any money. I don't carry much cash on me. I leaned over 
and said to Nathan, "I'm not sure how much cash I have 
on me Nathan." 

I knew that Cobb didn't take debit cards in his 
backyard café. He didn't have any qualms about exposed 
sex organs or serving drinks to minors, so I was pretty 
sure that I wasn't going to find this place listed with 
the Better Business Bureau and I was pretty sure he 
didn't take plastic. Or at least if he did, he didn't 
give it back.

Nathan said, "Don't worry, if you don't have enough I'm 
pretty sure we can work something out."

I sighed and looked away. Even as naïve as I was I was 
pretty sure that I knew what that meant. I looked back 
at Nathan and his cold, smiling face and wondered how I 
could have misjudged him so badly all of this time. He 
must have been putting on an act from the very 
beginning. How could anyone be that devious?!

Cobb came back out with the beers and gave us each one. 
I don't drink and I was torn between telling Nathan 
that and the desire to deaden my fear and humiliation 
with the effects of the alcohol. 

Nathan took away my decisions though. "Drink up bitch. 
You need to lighten up a little. You're starting to 
bring me down with that sad face."

I picked up the beer and took a sip. I almost spit it 
out. It was horrible! How could people drink this? I 
heard Nathan, Terrill and several of the people around 
us chuckle at my obvious reaction to the taste of the 
beer.

I steeled myself and took another sip and then another 
and pretty soon it was tolerable. It still tasted like 
shit, but I was getting used to it.

I'm pretty sure that I remained the major topic of 
interest for the rest of the afternoon, but eventually 
conversations got started up again and people returned 
to their games. Every once in a while someone would 
leave and someone would come in but the number of 
customers stayed pretty constant. 

From time to time someone would stop by the table and 
check out my exposed pussy and when they got close 
enough they would be able to see that my breasts were 
all but exposed through the lacy cups that covered 
them.

I was well into my second beer when Cobb finally 
brought our burgers out. I never drank alcohol before 
and I hadn't eaten anything today so I was starting to 
feel the effects by the time the food came. I wasn't 
reeling drunk or anything. I did feel a little more 
relaxed though.

The food was actually pretty good. They were big, thick 
burgers on sesame seed buns and they weren't cooked 
into an unrecognizable piece of inedible cardboard the 
way you might get in a fast food restaurant. By the 
time I finished my food and it had an opportunity to 
get to my stomach and soak up some of the alcohol I 
started feeling a little more normal, which is to say I 
was very uncomfortable about being the only white woman 
in a large group of black men and about being nearly 
naked.

We ate our food and finished our beers and Cobb came 
over to see if we wanted anything else. Nathan shook 
his head and Cobb looked at me and said, "Burgers are 
five bucks each, beers are two-fifty. That comes to 
thirty dollars."

I picked my purse up and opened it. I was almost 
certain that I didn't have that much and I was pretty 
nervous. I dug my wallet out and opened it and when I 
saw that I only had seven dollars I felt a wave of fear 
wash over me. I pulled the bills out and held them up 
and in a small voice I said, "That's all I have. I'm 
sorry. I didn't know we were coming here."

Nathan's expression never changed. He still wore that 
smile that was more of a mask than an indication of how 
he felt. He said, "I'm not worried Amanda. I'm pretty 
sure you can earn what you need to pay the tab."

I knew I wasn't going to like this. 


Chapter Five
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Nathan stood up and moved behind me and said, "Do you 
remember when I said that you would have to be punished 
for saying no to me?"

I nodded. The fear was like a large burning hot coal in 
the pit of my stomach. I knew that something terrible 
was about to happen.

Nathan ordered me to raise my arms. When I had complied 
he grasped the shoulder straps of my slip and pulled it 
up and off of me in one quick motion. Now I was totally 
naked but for my high heels.

He had the attention of every man in the place now and 
he said, "Gentlemen, my bitch doesn't have enough money 
to pay for lunch. I'm pretty embarrassed but I'm afraid 
that I am going to have to ask for your help. I'm going 
to send her around to your tables and she is going to 
offer her services to anyone that is interested. A 
blowjob is five dollars or you can fuck her for ten."

I was so scared I was hyperventilating. I suspected all 
along that he was setting up something horrible for me 
when he brought me here. But I had expected that I was 
going to be forced to do something with that old man 
who owned the place. Not the entire crowd!!

Nathan bent down and spoke into my ear. "I want you to 
get up and go around to each table and ask each man 
here if they would like to help you pay for lunch. Now 
go on, and I know most of these men. They are friends 
of mine. So you had best not embarrass me bitch."

I had tears running down my cheeks again as I took a 
couple of shaky steps to the nearest table and asked 
the closest man if he would help me pay for my lunch. 
He reached out and slid his hand between my legs and 
after rubbing my slit for a moment he shoved a finger 
inside. 

He smiled up at me and said, "Damn! That's a nice tight 
pussy! Yeah, I'll have some of that."

He stood up and dug a ten dollar bill out of his wallet 
and handed it to me. Then he pushed me down over the 
edge of his table and I heard him taking his pants down 
behind me.

He kicked my legs a little farther apart and I felt his 
cock enter me in one violent stroke. I realized that my 
pussy was soaking wet and I may have appreciated the 
lubrication but I hated my pussy for betraying me this 
way.

I tried to put my head down and ignore the degrading 
comments from the men seated at the table around me but 
the man fucking me grabbed a handful of my hair and 
pulled my head up and ordered me to keep my eyes open. 
I guess it didn't really matter. I was crying so hard 
that I couldn't see anyone anyway.

My most recent rapist was fucking me hard and fast and 
I didn't think he would last long. I heard someone in 
the crowd say, "Lift her up a little man, we want to 
watch her little titties bounce when you fuck her."

In response I felt a hard tug on my hair and I came up 
off of the table enough so that my breasts hung down 
unsupported. They immediately began to sway in time to 
the violent fucking I was receiving and it was very 
uncomfortable.

I managed to bring my arms up and rest them on the 
table to support my weight and take the pressure off of 
my hair. Once the pain of having my hair pulled began 
to fade I was left with only the pain of the brutal 
fucking I was receiving. I found that I was grateful 
that it was so unpleasant. I didn't want to enjoy being 
raped like this in front of dozens of strange men.

I had been right about one thing, he didn't last long. 
He came inside of me and when he pulled out Cobb was 
standing nearby and tossed him a towel to wipe his cock 
clean with. After he had wiped his cock clean he 
started to hand me the towel but Nathan said, "That's 
okay Mr. Green. She is a self cleaning slut."

Everyone watched then as I reached down and scooped up 
the fresh cum that was oozing out of me and licked it 
off of my fingers. Their reactions seemed to range from 
excitement to disgust. Most of them just seemed to 
think it was funny.

I turned to the other two men who were sitting at the 
table and one of them smiled and handed me a five 
dollar bill before I could even offer him my services. 
While I was getting to my knees he was opening his 
pants and pulling his cock out. 

His cock was pretty messy. He had been one of the men 
who had a good view of my pussy since we arrived. And 
he had been sitting only inches from me while his 
friend fucked me violently. I guess he must have had a 
hard on for quite a while now. The lubrication covered 
his cock. 

I bent down to take his cock into my mouth and I was 
grateful for two things. His cock was messy, but he was 
clean, and his cock was only a little larger than my 
husband's. I was relieved that not everyone here had a 
cock like Nathan's.

I took his cock all the way into my mouth and only the 
head and a little bit more of it entered my throat. The 
man grabbed my head and groaned in pleasure as I began 
to move my mouth up and down on his cock. 

The man started swearing and thrusting his hips and 
suddenly he held my head tight to his stomach and came 
right down my throat. I doubt if he lasted much longer 
than five minutes.

I waited for him to release me and then I sat back on 
my heels for a moment and caught my breath before 
getting to my feet. I was learning just how much work 
sex could be.

When I was standing I turned to the third man at the 
table and he stood up and handed me another ten dollar 
bill. I went around and stood beside him and he asked 
his friends to hold on to their drinks. Once they had 
picked up their beer bottles he put his own on the 
ground. He picked me up easily and laid me down on my 
back on the table. Those cold pools of water from the 
beer bottles were very uncomfortable for a moment or 
two.

He arranged me with my ass right at the edge of the 
table and then he opened his pants and pulled out 
another normal sized cock and began to slide the head 
of it over my slit. He stood there staring down at me 
and he said, "You sure are a pretty little thing. How 
old are you bitch?"

I whispered, "Twenty-five."

He said, "Twenty-five. My youngest daughter is twenty-
seven. I wouldn't fuck her, even if she wasn't so 
damned ugly. I'm going to enjoy fucking you though."

He wedged the head of his cock in my slit and then 
began to slowly push it in. At first he stared at my 
face as his cock entered me. When it was half way in 
though, he closed his eyes and continued to enter me in 
slow motion. His cock appeared to be about six inches 
long and not particularly thick. I really enjoyed the 
way that he was doing what he was doing. It felt really 
good the way his cock was entering me just a fraction 
of an inch at a time.

When he finally had it all of the way in me he ground 
his pubic bone against my pussy and I could feel his 
large testicles between my thighs, slapping against 
that sensitive area between my pussy and my ass, 
tickling me with his short curly pubic hair.

He held his cock inside of me for a long moment and 
then he began to fuck me in slow motion. He didn't pick 
up the speed of his strokes until the very end and I 
was glad when he finally came in me because something 
about the way that he ground his pubic bone against me 
at the bottom of every stroke was really starting to 
get to me. I didn't want to enjoy being raped and I 
didn't want these men to see me get off with one of 
their friends raping me. So it was quite a relief when 
he finally came and then pulled out.

I had now earned twenty-five dollars which, with my 
original seven dollars was enough to pay for our lunch. 
I looked over at Nathan and said, "Can I stop now? I 
have enough money now. Please Nathan?"

Nathan smiled and said, "No Amanda. You're being 
punished, remember. Besides, we need a little more 
money to buy you some new clothes. Get up. You have ten 
more tables to visit before we can leave."

I glanced around the backyard café and saw the lustful 
looks on the faces of between twenty and thirty more 
men! I got to my feet and then I sank to my knees and 
covered my face and cried hysterically.

Nathan left me alone for a moment and then I felt a 
hand in my hair and a burning pain on the cheeks of my 
ass accompanied by a loud snap. I reached my hands back 
and grabbed my ass and spun around to see Nathan 
holding his belt raised for a second blow. Before I 
could react the belt came down and hit me right across 
both of my breasts. 

I howled in pain and my hands came around to cover my 
bruised breasts. I had never felt such excruciating 
pain in my life. I was shocked that anyone would hit me 
to start with, but across my tender breasts with a 
thick leather belt! It was just unimaginable!

He drew his arm back again and I held my arms out, 
begging him not to hit me again.

He paused and then he asked, "Are you finished 
disobeying me slut?"

I gasped in terror and pain and not so much said as 
panted, "Yes Nathan! Please don't hit me again. I'm 
sorry. Please, oh Jesus that hurts!"

He took his hand from my hair and I scrambled to my 
feet. He handed me a napkin and I wiped my eyes and 
blew my nose. When I was a little more under control he 
held his hand up to my lips. 

I wasn't sure what he wanted me to do. I held his hand 
in both of mine and kissed it and then he said, "I 
think you should thank me for making you a better woman 
Amanda."

I said, "Yes, I'm sorry Nathan. Thank you for making me 
a better woman."

He pulled his hand away and sat back down at our table. 
He said, "Clean your cunt and get back to work."

I looked down to see a trail of cum down one thigh. It 
had turned clear and cooled but I didn't hesitate. I 
scraped it up with my finger and licked my finger 
clean. When I was clean I headed for the next table.

As I fucked and sucked my way around the backyard 
tables I was able to count the men that I was being 
forced to satisfy. There were twenty-six men spread 
around the ten remaining tables and while I was 
servicing them another five men came back and joined 
the fun. Most of them just wanted a good blowjob, but I 
ended up fucking a dozen of them. 

It took me over three hours to satisfy all thirty-four 
men. Oh my god! I had just had sex with thirty-four 
men! And I did it for money!

It would have taken me a lot longer to satisfy them all 
but some of them came very quickly and when they could 
they started doubling up on me so that I was often 
being manhandled by two men at a time. 

When it was finally over I was a mess. Not from the 
cum. I had swallowed pretty much all of that. I was 
covered in sweat and I stank of cum though. My pussy 
and my tits were red and swollen and bruised. My jaw 
was so tired and so sore that I wasn't sure if I could 
speak.

I had two hundred and thirty dollars clutched in my 
hand when I finally returned to Nathan's table. I 
handed him the money and he smiled and asked, "Did you 
learn anything Amanda?"

I nodded vigorously. I said, "Yes Nathan. I promise. 
I'll be good. Please Nathan. I hurt so bad."

I was desperately fighting to hold back the tears. I 
really needed to cry but I was so afraid of pissing 
Nathan off again. While I was standing there Cobb came 
back out. Nathan paid him for the lunch. Nathan and 
Terrill had both had two more beers while they watched 
me servicing the customers. The total tab was now forty 
dollars and Nathan told me to give him a ten dollar 
tip.

I paid Cobb from my meager earnings and he smiled and 
reached out and pulled on one of my tender nipples and 
said, "Come back anytime Nathan, and be sure to bring 
your bitch."

Nathan and Terrill stood up and Nathan said, "Yeah, we 
oughta come back some evening and we can have her put a 
show on. We could really liven this place up."

I glanced at Cobb and I could see the dollar signs 
dancing in his head as he imagined all the food and 
drinks he could sell if he had a real live sex show 
going on back here. I shuddered, but I didn't dare say 
anything. 


Chapter Six
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We finally left and as I followed Nathan back to my car 
I thought about all the men that had had sex with me 
today, and all of the cum in my stomach. I was so 
distracted that I didn't even realize that I was still 
naked until Nathan stopped and turned around and handed 
me my tiny slip.

I hurriedly put it on and after being naked for the 
last three hours or so it almost felt like I had 
clothes on!

I got into the car carefully. My entire body was sore. 
I knew that Nathan had something else in mind. I had 
heard him make plans to check out that drug dealer's 
wardrobe to see if he could find me some clothes to 
wear. I couldn't help it, I didn't want to make him mad 
but I had to ask. 

"Please Nathan. I hurt so badly. My whole body hurts. 
Can't I just go home now?" I pleaded.

Nathan ignored me and told me to go back out to Willow 
and turn right. I started the car and followed his 
directions and it was only a few blocks to another run 
down home on another run down street of poor homes.

I parked in front of the house and we went to the door. 
The boy that came to the door was Jamie, the brother of 
the drug dealer. I recognized him when I saw his face. 
He recognized me too and I didn't like the look on his 
face when he saw me standing at his door in a slip.

He moved back and we stepped into a small living room. 
It was furnished sparingly with worn out furniture but 
it seemed to be clean. I almost started crying again 
when I got inside. In addition to Jamie and the three 
boys and the girl from the café there were six other 
kids in the room. There were four additional boys and 
two more girls. One of the boys and one of the girls 
were middle school age, but I recognized almost 
everyone else from having seen them around the high 
school. Several of them were kids that I was counseling 
regularly! 

I spun around and looked pleadingly at Nathan. He just 
ignored me. He was talking to Jamie as they stood 
staring down at a small pile of clothes on a card table 
by the front window. 

Jamie showed some of the items to Nathan and they 
started setting some of it aside. I just stood in the 
middle of the room and stared at the floor. Everyone 
was quiet at first but then AJ got up and walked over 
to where I was standing. He looked at me and then he 
walked around me. When he was back in front of me he 
said, "I hear you are Nathan's slut now. I have to tell 
you Mrs. Hall, that comes as a big surprise to me. In 
all of our counseling sessions you have always given me 
the impression that you were a fucking ice berg. I 
would have bet that you were going to be the next 
virgin mother."

His hand came up and cradled one of my sore breasts 
through the lace that covered it and I gasped in pain. 
He said, "What's the matter Mrs. Hall? You don't like 
it when I grab your tit? Sluts are supposed to dig that 
shit."

Nathan was ignoring us but Terrill said, "She's just a 
little sore AJ. We was over to Cobb's and the bitch 
didn't have enough cash to pay for lunch. Nathan made 
her sell her fucking ass to everyone back there to earn 
some money for lunch and to pay for some clothes. She 
isn't used to that rough stuff. I imagine she is sore 
all over."

AJ laughed and responded, "Shit, I wish I could have 
seen that! How many did she do?"

Terrill said, "Damn, I don't know. I didn't count. The 
place was pretty full though." Then turned to me and 
asked, "How about it cunt, did you count how many men 
emptied their dicks in you?"

I nodded and then I said, "There were thirty-four of 
them. Twelve of them fucked me and I sucked off the 
other twenty-two."

AJ laughed and said, "Well, I've seen a bitch take 
more, but not one that wasn't used to it. No wonder the 
bitch is sore."

He didn't care though. He continued to fondle my breast 
roughly and then he asked Nathan, "Hey man, you keeping 
her covered up for a reason?"

Nathan didn't even turn around to look at us. He just 
said, "Take the slip off bitch. You don't need it in 
here."

I glanced around at the other kids in the room. Even 
the girls seemed amused by my suffering. I groaned in 
pain as I gathered the slip at my waist and then pulled 
it up over my head. I stood naked then, holding it in 
my hand as the kids came over and got a better look at 
my body. 

AJ said, "Fuck dude! What did you do to her fucking 
tits?!"

I glanced down at the bright red stripe he had made 
with his belt. 

I heard Nathan chuckle and then he said, "I had to get 
her attention."

Several of the kids chuckled and one of the girls 
reached out and ran her fingers lightly over the red 
mark.

I flinched in pain but I didn't move or protest as her 
fingers traced the welt he had left on my chest with 
his belt. She said to the assembled crowd of kids, 
"Damn! He got her good. I can feel the heat from it. 
That had to really hurt."

She took her hand away and then she saw how red and 
inflamed my pussy was. She just chuckled and said, "Bet 
you carry some cash with you next time bitch!"

Just then Nathan called me over and handed me a skirt 
and ordered me to put it on. It was hideous! It was a 
micro miniskirt, bright red, with cutouts up both 
sides. I stepped into it and slid it up my legs and 
buttoned it. 

I was dismayed that it fit. It was very tight, but I 
suppose that was the idea. I looked down and saw that 
as the skirt stretched over my hips the cutouts 
expanded and there was a lot of flesh visible. It was 
obvious that I was not wearing underwear.

Nathan made me turn around and the kid that had 
suggested we come over here said, "Shit! That looks 
hotter on her than it did on your sister Jamie!"

Jamie laughed and said, "Yeah, the bitch could use a 
little more ass on her, but she does look hot."

I guess Kysha had liked it too. She had bought several 
of them and Nathan put them all aside. I took the skirt 
off and he handed me a couple of slutty tank tops and 
halter tops and tube tops. The tube tops were too loose 
on me but the tank tops and the halter tops got added 
to the pile of clothes that Nathan wanted to keep. 

There were several dresses next. They were just as 
horrible as everything else. They had deep, deep 
cleavage and because my breasts were obviously smaller 
than the previous owner they fit very loose on my 
chest. Every move I made seemed to expose one or the 
other of my breasts completely.

Nathan loved it.

He handed me another dress that was very tight and very 
short but very loose on top. It had cleavage almost all 
the way down to my waist in the front and in the back 
it was even lower. After I had it on I reached back and 
felt with my hand and the top inch or so of the crack 
of my ass was actually on display!

Nathan loved that horrible thing too. Big surprise 
there.

I ended up trying on several dozen items of Kysha's 
clothing. Nathan selected a little more than half of 
it. I had no idea where he thought I was going to wear 
this awful stuff.

When the fashion show was over he ended up giving Jamie 
fifty dollars for the items he wanted and letting him 
fuck me. He laid me down in the middle of the room in 
front of all those kids and fucked me. He came so 
quickly that I guess Nathan felt sorry for him. He 
said, "Damn dude, you must have been pretty horny. If 
you can get it up again then go for it."

I guess it wouldn't have been so bad if I wasn't 
already so damned sore I could hardly walk. His cock 
wasn't that big and he didn't last long. I noticed that 
he never even got soft after he came the first time and 
when Nathan said it was okay he started right back to 
fucking me. I groaned in pain when he started again. I 
knew that Nathan didn't like me crying all the time but 
Jesus it hurt!

I waited patiently for it to be over. I was thinking 
about all the other kids in the room watching. I was 
terrified that he would let them have me too. I knew it 
would kill me if he did.

I guess he knew that I had reached the breaking point 
though. After Jamie was finished and got off of me I 
sat up and ate the cum draining out of me without even 
being told. Then I looked up at Nathan. He looked 
bored. He said, "Don't just sit their bitch. Get off 
your lazy ass. It's time to go."

There were a few muted pleas for relief from the other 
boys but Nathan said, "Sorry guys. It's getting late 
and this is getting old. The bitch is really hurting 
too. Maybe next time though. And I bet she would like 
to have her first experience eating pussy too. How 
about it Tanya, how would you like to have your high 
school counselor eat your pussy for you?"

I looked around to see who he was talking to. It was 
the girl from the café earlier this afternoon. She 
smiled and said, "I think that might be interesting. 
But not in front of all you guys."

I hoped she never changed her mind.

I struggled to my feet and looked around for my slip. I 
found it and put it on and Nathan pointed out the 
clothes that he wanted me to carry out to the car. I 
grabbed the large pile of clothing he had selected and 
struggled out to the car with Nathan and Terrill 
following close behind.

I had to set the clothes on the trunk to open the car 
doors and then I put everything in the back seat. The 
three of us got in the car then and Nathan said, "You 
won't be able to wear much of that to school Amanda. 
But don't worry. We still have almost one hundred and 
fifty dollars left. We'll go to Goodwill tomorrow and 
see if we can find you some nice clothes to wear to 
work. You better hope we do bitch. If we have to go to 
a store to get them you are going to have to earn more 
money." 

I just sat there behind the wheel thinking, "My whole 
life is ruined," over and over. It was my new mantra. 
Over and over, "My whole life is ruined."

It's a shame too. I seemed to have such a promising 
life ahead of me.

I finally started the car and looked over at Nathan. He 
just said, "Home bitch."


Chapter Seven
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I sat there and drove home, fighting the desperate need 
to cry all the way home. When I pulled into the 
driveway and both boys got out and went inside leaving 
me to struggle in with the load of slut clothes.

I managed to get my arms around them and struggled 
towards the front door and inside. I carried them down 
the hall towards the laundry room and when I came back 
out David was standing in the front door talking to 
Nathan. I saw Nathan invite him in and I got a real bad 
feeling about this. 

David is the fourteen year old boy that lives next 
door. He is a nice kid. He's kind of quiet and shy. 
When my husband is out of town and I need someone to 
mow the grass I always pay David. He's just a nice, 
sweet kid.

When I stepped out into the living room Nathan said, 
"You dropped a couple of things on the way in Amanda. 
David saw you drop them on the driveway and brought 
them in"

I saw the two slutty tank tops in his hand and I went 
over to take them, forgetting for a minute that I was 
still wearing nothing but my lacy slip. As I got close 
to David and he realized how much of me was exposed his 
eyes got wide as silver dollars. The old ones, not the 
new ones.

Nathan saw his face and I guess he thought it was 
pretty amusing. Nathan reached down and took the tops 
that David had retrieved out of my hand and he turned 
back to David and said, "She looks pretty hot, doesn't 
she?"

David realized that he was staring and blushed and 
turned back towards Nathan. Nathan chuckled and said, 
"It's okay, you can look at her man. A woman dresses 
like that she wants to be looked at. Isn't that right 
Amanda?"

I took a deep breath and said, "Yes Nathan."

Nathan smiled and said, "Go ahead man, check her out. 
She really looks hot in that thing doesn't she?"

David turned back and looked at me. He was blushing 
bright red. He was probably more embarrassed than I 
was, and I was pretty embarrassed. He stared at my 
breasts and I knew that he could make out my nipples 
beneath the lace. As he was staring he asked, "Really 
Mrs. Hall? You don't mind?"

Nathan gave me a warning look, not that it was 
necessary. 

I said, "It's okay David. Nathan was right. When a 
woman dresses up like this she wants guys to look at 
her."

David stared at my breasts for a long moment and then 
Nathan said, "Hey, David. Can you keep a secret?"

I thought, "Oh god no, it's starting again!"

David didn't take his eyes from my chest as he almost 
whispered, "Yeah, I guess."

Nathan said, "Amanda really gets off on guys looking at 
her. Would you like to see more? She would love to show 
you what she's got."

David looked up at my face, finally, and he was 
thoughtful for a minute and then he said, "I think I 
better get home."

Nathan said, "What's the matter David, don't you want 
to see more of Amanda?"

He looked at my face again and then he said, "She 
doesn't look to me like she likes this. She looks 
embarrassed and scared to me."

I thought to myself, "Very observant David!"

Nathan was undeterred. He smiled and said, "That's part 
of the excitement for her. It turns her on and makes 
her blush when she shows off for guys. We just got home 
and she's been wearing that lacy slip all morning and 
afternoon and showing off like crazy. She really gets 
off on it. But it's a secret. Even her husband doesn't 
know. That's why you have to keep it a secret."

Then he turned to me and said, "Isn't that right 
Amanda? Explain it to him."

I sighed loudly and then I said, "That's right David. 
It turns me on to show off my body to boys. Not even 
Mr. Hall knows it so you have to keep it a secret 
though."

David didn't look convinced but Nathan was getting 
impatient to humiliate me some more. He said, "Go ahead 
Amanda, take that slip off and show David what nice 
tits you have."

I fought back the tears as I gathered the slip around 
my waist and pulled it up over my head. I had my eyes 
closed but I started to lose my balance and I was 
forced to open them and see the look of wonder on 
David's face.

He was staring at my breasts and my neatly trimmed 
pussy and I suddenly remembered that welt on my 
breasts. It was still noticeable but it had faded away 
to a point that it was just barely noticeable now. 

I had no doubt that David had never seen a naked woman 
before. Even if I didn't know him it would have been 
obvious from the look on his face.

Nathan nudged him and said, "Go on man, check her out. 
You can touch her if you want. She really likes to be 
touched. Hell, if you do it right she'll have an orgasm 
right there in front of you."

Nathan nudged David again, a little harder this time 
and now he was standing right in front of me. He lifted 
his hand toward my breast and then he stopped and 
looked at my face.

I tried to smile and I took his hand in mine and guided 
it to my breast. When his warm, sweaty palm at last 
touched my flesh, he looked like his knees were about 
to give way. He sighed loudly and cupped my breast 
gently and then just stood there staring and holding my 
breast in his hand. 

I put my hand back on his and guided him, showing him 
how to caress a woman's breast. Once I had him started 
I dropped my hand again and he continued on his own. He 
had nice, soft hands and he was very gentle. Under 
different circumstances it probably would have felt 
pretty nice. 

He caressed first one breast and then the other. Nathan 
watched quietly for a couple of minutes and then he 
said, "Hey man, check out her pussy too. She has one of 
the nicest pussies I've ever fucked."

David's eyes got even wider and he whispered, "You 
fucked her?!"

Nathan replied, "Hell yeah! Me and Terrill both fucked 
her today. I can't even remember how many times we 
fucked her. She sucked us both off too. She really 
loves cock. Don't you Amanda?"

I nodded my head slightly and when I saw the look on 
Nathan's face I said, "Yes Nathan, I really love cock."

Nathan tilted his head and gave me a meaningful look 
and I knew he wanted me to say more.

I said, "I love sucking cocks and getting fucked. I 
love being looked at and touched. I love it all David."

Nathan said, "Maybe David would like a reward for 
bringing in the clothes you dropped Amanda. Why don't 
you see if there is something you can do to reward 
him?"

"FUCK!" I thought. I mean, I knew that was where Nathan 
was going with this but...well, just FUCK!

I lifted David's chin and leaned down and kissed him 
lightly. Then I asked, "Would you like that David? 
Would you like a reward?"

He whispered, "Gee Mrs. Hall. You don't have to do 
that."

I couldn't help smiling at him. Even as horrifying as 
this situation was. He is such a sweet kid. 

I said, "It's okay David. I want to. Let me suck your 
cock for a few minutes and then you can fuck me, okay?"

He just groaned and said, "Oh my god!" under his 
breath.

I dropped to my knees in front of him and pulled his 
shorts and his underwear down and he stepped out of 
them. I tossed them on the nearby chair and pulled 
David down on the rug. I positioned him on his back and 
leaned down and kissed his hard cock. It was sopping 
wet with the lubricant that was running out the end of 
his dick like a running faucet.

He had a nice cock. It wasn't very large but he was 
only fourteen. I took it in my mouth and as I did I 
noticed Terrill with that damned video camera filming 
us. I ignored him. I realized that at this point 
nothing he caught on film would matter any more than 
the footage he already had.

I had only moved my lips down to the base of his cock 
three times before he stiffened up and cried out and 
filled my mouth with cum. It was so soon I wasn't ready 
and I choked a little on the large mouthful of cum.

I took my mouth away and swallowed and then I took him 
back into my mouth and after his breathing returned to 
more or less normal I stopped just holding him in my 
mouth and started sucking again. 

As soon as he was hard I sat up and took him by the 
hand. I helped him to sit up and I said, "Okay David, 
come on honey. I want you to fuck me now."

I stretched out on my back and spread my legs and held 
my arms out to welcome him. He stared at me for a 
couple of seconds and then he scrambled up over me. I 
reached between us and guided him to my still very sore 
pussy. 

I was very glad now that his cock was still immature. 
It hurt like hell when he entered me. I grimaced but I 
was careful not to let him know. I held him close and 
he began pumping me furiously. He didn't last much 
longer this time. Soon he tensed up and I held him 
close while he came in my sore pussy.

He collapsed on top of me and I held him tight and let 
him recover for a minute or two. He finally struggled 
to get back up on his knees and then he stared down at 
me with a look of awe on his face. 

I smiled at him and thanked him quietly. I told him he 
did great. 

He looked embarrassed all over again but he said, "Oh 
man! Mrs. Hall, thank you so much! That was so great! I 
don't know what to say!"

Nathan came over and stood over me and said, "You 
really liked that David?"

David didn't look up. He continued to stare at my body 
but he said, "Oh man! That was the best thing that ever 
happened to me!"

Nathan said, "Would you like to do it again?"

He finally looked up at Nathan and he asked, "Are you 
serious?! Jesus! I never want to stop!"

Nathan smiled and said, "You can come over here anytime 
you want from now on and you can fuck her or get her to 
suck you off, or you can do both as long as you can get 
it up. Pretty soon you can do it even when her husband 
is home, but for now you will have to be a little cool 
about it. Just do it when she is home alone. Okay?"

David looked at me incredulously. He asked, "Really Mr. 
Hall? Is that all right with you?"

I had to get out of this room soon. I was about to 
start crying again and I couldn't control it much 
longer. 

I nodded to David and I got to my feet and said, "I 
have to go to the bathroom." 

As I hurried from the room I heard Nathan telling David 
that I liked it better when guys told me what to do. It 
was better for me, I got more excited when guys told me 
to do things like strip and suck their cocks and lay 
down so they can fuck me, all that kind of stuff. That 
was my fantasy, being told what to do.

I didn't hear any more of their conversation. I shut 
the bathroom door and sat on the toilet and as David's 
cum and any cum that remained inside of me from all the 
other men that had used me today drained slowly into 
the toilet I held my face in my hands and cried my 
heart out. 


Chapter Eight
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What a fool I had been. It was so sad too, because I 
really only wanted to help him. I had no way of knowing 
that it was a setup right from the start. How was I to 
know that he was such a devious and cold blooded little 
bastard!

I don't know how long I sat there like that. I know 
that it was a long time. I was surprised that Nathan 
didn't come and get me. When the tears finally ended I 
got up and brushed my teeth and got the taste of cum 
out of my mouth for the first time since that first 
blowjob I had been forced to give at Cobb's place this 
morning.

I took a long hot shower and then I dried off and stood 
staring at myself in the mirror. I wasn't thinking so 
much about what had happened to me today, though the 
events of the day hung over me like a dark, wet blanket 
shutting out all the light and air in my life now. 
Instead I stood there staring at myself in the mirror 
and wondered if I could actually tell my husband what 
had happened to me and that I now belonged to Nathan. 

That was the worst of it I think, having my husband 
find out. But what was going to happen on Monday? 
Nathan was going to dress me up like a slut and I know 
that won't be the end of it. He will find other ways to 
torment me. And Christ, there are already more than a 
dozen kids that know about me and Nathan. How long 
before the entire school knows? 

No, I can't see my job lasting much longer than my 
marriage. It will be a race to the finish, but they are 
both finished. That won't be the end of it either. My 
father is not one to forgive indiscretions, especially 
when they are likely to embarrass him and the family 
name and have an impact on his political career. 

I was right before. My life is over. A promising career 
and a more or less happy marriage destroyed in one day 
by a sixteen year old boy. FUCK ME! Oh wait, he did.

I finally went back out to the living room. Nathan and 
Terrill were just finishing up watching the recording 
that Terrill had made of me seducing the fourteen year 
old boy from next door.

Nathan looked up and said, "Well, did you get it out of 
your system?"

I gave him an exasperated look and said, "Out of my 
system! You have just ruined my entire life. My 
marriage, my career, they are finished. My father will 
disown me. I have nothing left."

He wasn't moved. He let me finish and then he said, 
"Welcome to my world bitch. Did you look around when we 
went out today? Did you see how those people live, how 
I live? There is no hope in that part of town. Those 
people don't have careers! Damned few of them even have 
jobs. There probably aren't a dozen happy marriages in 
that whole part of town! What the hell makes you so 
fucking special?"

I would probably pay for this, but I let him have it. 
"First of all, I'm not special. But I worked god damned 
hard for everything I got. I studied hard and gave up a 
social life and dating to excel in school. I waited 
until I was in my twenties to get married, I didn't get 
knocked up when I was fifteen and have to get married 
or worse yet, not know who the father was. But more 
than that, for as long as I can remember my goal in 
life has been to help people get out of those god damn 
ghettos! Why the hell do you think I wasted so much of 
my fucking time trying to help you get an education! 
You and Terrill and fifty other kids who could get out 
of that part of town if they would just exert a little 
effort and study instead of party at night and sleep in 
class."

I was yelling now, I was really pissed. "I never once 
looked down on you or any of the other kids I tried to 
help. And I never put on a false front in an effort to 
put them off guard so that I could take advantage of 
them, so I could ruin their life!"

Before I could go any farther he stood up and took 
three steps and slammed the side of my head with his 
open palm. I dropped like a rock. I wasn't unconscious, 
but I was dizzy and disoriented for a few minutes. 

When my head finally cleared he was still standing over 
me. I had a hell of a headache now. I managed to look 
up through my tears and he reached down and grabbed a 
large handful of my hair and lifted me right off the 
floor by my hair.

I grabbed his wrist with both hands and screamed in 
pain. I scrambled to get my feet under me and when I 
was standing on my own he pulled me so close to him 
that our noses were almost touching. He yelled right in 
my face, "Don't you ever talk to me like that again you 
stupid fucking bitch. You aren't fooling anyone. We all 
know why you are here, why you are doing that job. You 
took that job to make yourself feel good, not to help 
us. You lived your whole fucking life as a princess. 
You don't have a clue about what it's like to be me or 
Terrill or any of the other kids that live in that 
fucking ghetto that your kind built to keep us out of 
sight and out of your way. It's just a god damn 
warehouse you built to keep your niggers in! You grew 
up in a fucking mansion and went to all the best 
schools. I bet daddy gave you a fucking Corvette when 
you turned sixteen didn't he?!"

I was still trying to get his hand out of my hair and 
my head felt like it was about to explode. He looked in 
my face and said, "Oh what the fuck, why bother! You 
don't get it. You are never going to get it."

He pushed me away and I fell to the floor and curled up 
in a fetal ball and sobbed hysterically. Nathan walked 
away and went to the refrigerator and looked inside. 
After a minute he slammed the door and screamed, "What 
kind of people don't keep any beer in the fucking 
refrigerator?!"

He stomped back into the living room and nudged me in 
the ribs with is foot. He said loudly, "Get the fuck up 
and go get dressed. We need to go to the fucking store 
bitch."

I slowly straightened out. Now, on top of all the aches 
and pains in my poor body, I had a killer headache. I 
got up finally and went into the kitchen and took three 
pain pills. Then I went back to my bathroom and washed 
my face with cold water until I could stop crying. 

I dried my face and my neck and brushed my hair and 
went out into my bedroom. Nathan was there with two of 
the items of clothing that he had brought from the 
laundry room. They were two of the things that had 
belonged to Kysha. 

He handed me one of the tight little micro miniskirts 
with the cutouts on the sides and once I had it on he 
handed me the top he wanted me to wear. It was nothing 
but a men's muscle shirt with huge arm holes. Once I 
was dressed he had me turn around and he said, "Not 
bad. Pull the skirt up a little higher."

I worked the waistband of the skirt up about an inch 
higher on my waist and looked in the mirror. The bottom 
curve of the cheeks of my ass was just visible. That 
wasn't the only scary part though. My breasts were 
almost totally exposed from the sides. I need only lean 
forward slightly in this loose shirt and I might as 
well be topless.

Nathan approved and ordered me to put my shoes back on. 
I looked around and found the high heels that he had 
picked out for me this morning and put them back on. I 
looked in the mirror again and it looked like even more 
of my butt was exposed now. It was hard to tell from 
this angle though. 

I followed Nathan back out to the living room and he 
ordered me to get my purse. When we got out to the car 
he said, "Drive to wherever you normally go grocery 
shopping."

I sighed and started the car. I had been shopping in 
the same grocery store for nearly two years and a lot 
of people there knew me. Not that we were friends or 
anything, but they knew me to smile and say hello to. I 
often stopped and chatted with some of them when they 
weren't too busy. I hoped everyone was busy today.

I drove the two miles to the store and Nathan said, 
"Get some damned food. In case you're confused, food 
includes beer and wine. You might as well get a case of 
beer. I'm going to follow you around the store. I want 
to see lots of tits and ass while you're shopping. When 
you bend over you keep those legs straight and if 
anyone is looking make sure you give them a lot of 
chances to check out those tits. Now get the fuck out 
of the car bitch, it's show time."

The fun and games started almost as soon as we got out 
of the car. One of the bag boys was gathering carts 
nearby and when he saw me he started to wave. When he 
saw how I was dressed he froze and his jaw dropped. 
Nathan whispered, "Say hi and smile bitch. You don't 
have to get all stuck up on his ass."

As I walked by the kid I smiled as well as I could and 
said, "Hi Jeff."

He snapped out of his trance and said, "Hello Mrs. 
Hall! Gosh, you look hot today?"

I thanked him and kept on walking. I stepped inside and 
got a shopping cart and put my purse inside. As I 
started out I passed a cooler with bottled water for 
sale and I glanced at my reflection to see how exposed 
I was. My breasts were pretty much covered from the 
sides by my arms as I pushed the cart but even bent 
over slightly, as was natural when pushing the cart, 
exposed even more of the lower curves my ass cheeks. 

I stopped for a moment and collected my thoughts. I had 
been about to lose it but I tried to put this horrible 
experience in perspective. Compared to being gang 
raped, losing my husband and my job and being disowned, 
being humiliated in a grocery store hardly mattered at 
all.

I shopped for something to feed Nathan and Terrill this 
evening and tomorrow. Beyond that I just did my normal 
shopping, except for the alcohol. I didn't know what 
Nathan had planned so I was just going to make believe 
my life wasn't over. 

I couldn't totally ignore him though. He was following 
about ten feet behind me and watching to make sure I 
put on a show. I got a lot of dirty looks from female 
shoppers and happy but disbelieving looks from some 
husbands that will never complain about having to go 
shopping again. By the time I had made my way up and 
down three rows I was being followed by a man in his 
late forties or early fifties who was carrying a loaf 
of bread and following me wherever I went. When I 
stopped he stopped and at first he made a pretense of 
looking at something on a shelf wherever he came to a 
stop, but soon he just followed and stared openly. 

Every time I bent over he saw my entire ass and I 
suppose my pussy too. And when I reached for anything 
my breasts were exposed. He had only had to follow me 
for a short distance before he had seen I everything I 
had. I guess he liked what he saw though, because he 
kept following me.

I ran into people I knew stocking shelves on several 
aisles and I would have loved to have just kept on 
going but they would see me and start to say hello. 
They would suddenly realize that I was almost naked and 
they would invariably freeze in mid sentence. I felt 
obligated to stop and say hello and try to act normal.

I think that for the first time in my life I truly 
understood the meaning of mortified. There was no way 
that a woman could go out like this and not know what 
she was showing off. I knew it and everyone that saw me 
knew it. I suppose that was why the old guy that was 
following me had given up the pretense that he was 
shopping.

This was worse than being stripped naked at Cobb's 
earlier. Well, except for the gang bang part. These 
were people that knew me and saw me often. Every time 
they saw me from now on they would remember the way 
that they saw me today.

It was the longest forty-five minutes I had ever spent 
in that store! When I got to the checkout line Nathan 
got behind me with a can of coke just so he could watch 
the people around me.

The young girl at the cash register looked up and saw 
me and smiled and just like everyone else I had run 
into since I came into the store, that smile froze on 
her face when she saw what I was wearing. She was 
normally very chatty but today she said hello and asked 
me if I found everything I was looking for and she 
never looked up or spoke again until she told me the 
total. 

I paid and hurriedly pushed my cart outside and the man 
that had followed me around the store was waiting 
outside to follow me to my car. I paused in the alcove 
to let Nathan catch up and then I pushed the cart out 
to my car. 

The man closed in as I got to my car and after I opened 
the trunk and bent over to put a bag of groceries in 
the trunk he came up behind me and put his hand on my 
bare ass and asked if I needed any help. 

I knew he was following me so I wasn't startled when I 
felt his hand on me. I looked back and was about to 
tell him that I didn't need his help when Nathan came 
up to us and said, "I think what you are doing is help 
enough. Why don't you just help her like that until she 
finishes."

The old guy jumped and looked around at Nathan, 
embarrassed and worried. He didn't know who Nathan was 
or what he was to me.

Nathan cleared up the confusion though. He smiled 
warmly and said, "Really, it's okay man. She is my 
bitch. I don't mind you fucking with her. It gets her 
real hot and when we get home she is ready to fuck like 
a rabbit."

I guess he decided it was worth the risk, because as I 
went back to putting the groceries in the trunk he put 
his hand back on my ass. He didn't just hold it there 
though. Now that he had permission he moved it around 
and then wormed a couple of fingers between my legs and 
fingered my pussy from behind. He and Nathan both acted 
as if we were the only three people in the world. 
Unfortunately, cars were driving by constantly and 
people walking past us in both directions. I heard 
gasps of horror and well earned insults as I tried in 
vain to shut out the people and the sounds that 
surrounded me.

I was so glad when that damned cart was empty and I 
could stand up straight. I was as glad as the man 
playing with my pussy was disappointed. Nathan chuckled 
at the sad look on his face and said, "I'm sorry dude. 
If this place wasn't so public I'd let you fuck her or 
make her blow you or something. But there's just too 
damned many people around here. Don't want my bitch 
going to jail! Thanks for warming her up though."

The old guy looked heartbroken and Nathan laughed and 
said, "Aw fuck it. Do you want a blowjob from the bitch 
dude?"

His face was suddenly beaming and he said, "Shit yeah!"

Nathan said, "Take him into the back seat and suck him 
off bitch. And don't take all fucking day!"

Shit! I opened the car doors and got into the back 
seat. I looked around and didn't see anyone watching so 
I motioned for him to join me. He sat down and Nathan 
stood in the door as the guy opened his pants and 
pulled his cock out. I bent down and took it into my 
mouth and his hand came up and held my breast as I 
sucked him off. His cock was only about six inches long 
and I was grateful that at least he was clean. 

He had been staring at me or groping me for nearly an 
hour as I shopped and then as I unloaded the grocery 
cart. That must have been all the foreplay he needed 
because he came quickly and I swallowed his cum while 
he put his cock away and zipped up his pants.

He thanked me and I noticed that he seemed 
uncomfortable now that it was all over. He must have 
suddenly remembered that he was married. He got out of 
the car and thanked Nathan and hurried to his car.

I got out and pushed the cart to the nearby cart return 
and hurried back to the car and drove us home. Nathan 
looked out his window and ignored me and when I parked 
in my driveway he went inside without even grabbing his 
beer. I was left to unload all of the groceries on my 
own. 

I wasn't unnoticed though. I saw people in their yards 
stop what they were doing and watch me. I saw the 
curtains move on a window in the house next door. I 
hoped it was David. I would hate for his parents to see 
me like this.


Chapter Nine
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I went back and forth until the trunk was empty and 
after the last trip I started putting things away. I 
had just started emptying the bags and separating the 
groceries by type when I heard Nathan say, "What the 
fuck are you doing with clothes on bitch? I told you 
before, no clothes in the house. Christ! Did you really 
go to college you dumb cunt?!"

I stopped what I was doing and gladly took off the two 
little items of slut clothing I was wearing. Before I 
could start back putting the groceries away he said, 
"Bring us out a beer bitch. You have one too."

I opened the case of beer and took two of them out to 
the living room. Nathan and Terrill were watching my 
first movie again. I glanced at the screen and saw the 
loving blowjob I had given Nathan this morning being 
replayed. God I had been so stupid!

They took the beer from me but other than that they 
ignored me and I went back to work. I sipped a beer as 
I put the groceries away. It tasted bad all over again, 
but I soon got used to the bitter taste and looked 
forward to the effects of the alcohol on my bruised and 
battered mind.

When I finished I asked them when they wanted to eat 
and they talked it over and decided to go ahead and eat 
now. It was already almost five. It had been a long 
time since the half a hamburger I had eaten for lunch 
but I wasn't hungry. I wondered if I would ever want to 
eat again.

I fried up some pork chops and some home fries and 
dinner was ready in half an hour or so. We ate at the 
dining room table. Well, they ate. I picked at my 
potatoes and realized that if I actually ate I would 
get sick. 

Nathan watched me for a few minutes as he ate and 
finally he said, "Since you aren't going to eat, go get 
us another beer and then you can put on a show for us."

I put my plate in the kitchen and brought them back a 
fresh beer. Then I stood there trying to figure out 
what he meant by a show. Did he want me to dance? I 
couldn't juggle, what the hell did he want from me?!"

He saw that I didn't know what to do and he asked, "Do 
you have one of those toys girls like that looks like a 
cock?"

I turned white. I almost lied. I had a feeling that he 
already knew though. He had been through most of my 
things before we left the house this morning. 

I nodded my head and he sent me to get it. I went to my 
nightstand and dug it out of the bottom drawer. It was 
hidden under some old magazines where Dennis was not 
apt to find it.

When I got back to the dining room Nathan ordered me to 
get up on the table. I tried to figure out what he had 
in mind, how he wanted me to position myself and he 
finally just stood up and picked me up. He placed me 
with my legs spread wide around their dinner dishes and 
my head at the other end of the table and then he sat 
back down and ordered me to play with myself while he 
and Terrill ate and enjoyed the show.

I held my recently purchased, lifelike rubber cock in 
my hand and turned the dial to a very low setting. I 
started moving it over my breasts and teasing my 
nipples with it for a few minutes and then I slowly 
worked it down my stomach to my newly shaved crotch. I 
had shaved off a lot of hair this morning and I 
expected it to feel different now but it didn't. 

I began to move it lightly over my mound and around 
underneath my slit to tease that sensitive place 
between my legs. I moved it back and lightly teased my 
pussy with it. I was nervous because of all the abuse I 
had suffered today. It felt good though. In fact, it 
didn't hurt at all. I was surprised that I had 
recovered so quickly from a gang rape and the violent 
sex I had been subjected to by Nathan and Terrill. I 
guess that little organ down there is more resilient 
that I would have thought.

It felt pretty good, but I was not about to have an 
orgasm. Laying there on the dining room table with my 
legs spread and playing with a battery operated cock in 
front of two teenage boys that I had come to dislike 
very strongly in a very short amount of time while they 
ate supper from between my legs was not a turn on for 
me.

I focused on the soothing vibrations as I eased the 
vibrator over and around my brutally abused pussy and 
it did seem to help. In fact, if Nathan and Terrill 
hadn't been there I think I could have had an orgasm, 
despite everything that happened to me today. 

Unfortunately they were there and it wasn't just the 
fact that they were sitting there watching me that 
distracted me. Not long after I began vibrating my sore 
pussy I felt something being forced inside of me and I 
heard them laughing. I lifted my head and saw them 
taking turns dipping the pork chops they were gnawing 
on into my pussy before they took a bite. 

I couldn't figure out if they were doing it for their 
own amusement or just to humiliate me. But then, that 
was really the same thing wasn't it.

They left me like that until they finished eating. They 
tired of dipping their food in me after a while but 
then, as they would finish with a pork chop they 
started inserting the bones into my pussy and leaving 
them there. By the time they finally finished their 
meal I had a half a dozen pork chop bones wedged inside 
my pussy.

They finally stood up from the table and as they went 
back into the living room Nathan said, "You've rested 
long enough, bitch. Get your lazy ass in here and suck 
some cock. Staring at your cunt all through supper gave 
me a hard on."

I reached down and removed the bones from my vagina and 
sat up. I got to my feet and went into the living room 
just as Terrill was starting the tape of my seduction 
of the fourteen year old from next door. They both took 
their pants off and Nathan called me over and directed 
me to stand in front of him. He had been lying. Neither 
of them had a hard on.

He looked at my pussy and leaned down and ran his 
tongue through my slit. He turned to Terrill and smiled 
and said, "It doesn't taste like chicken!"

Terrill thought that was hilarious. I wasn't as amused. 

Nathan sat back and spread his legs and I knelt between 
his legs and started licking his cock and his balls. 
After a few minutes he lifted his right leg and rested 
his foot on the arm of the couch. He slid down a little 
in his seat and ordered me to make believe his ass was 
a pussy and eat it.

I didn't even look up at him. I just bent down a little 
further and except that I had to tilt my neck at an 
uncomfortable angle it wasn't so bad. At least he was 
clean. 

His cock had just started to get hard while I was 
licking him but I guess he liked what I was doing 
because he got hard quickly once I started exploring 
his ass with my tongue. 

After a few minutes he dropped his leg and then he 
ignored me and watched the recording of me having sex 
with the boy next door while I sucked his cock. My 
throat was still sore but much to my surprise his cock 
slipped into my throat with very little effort.

He may have enjoyed having his ass eaten out and he 
seemed to be impressed by my newly acquired cocksucking 
skills, but he had already had a lot of orgasms today 
and it took me a very long time to get him off. I was 
exhausted by the time I finished and my jaw, which had 
started to recover from all of the blowjobs I had given 
today was killing me.

I sat back on my heels after I had swallowed Nathan's 
cum and glanced over at Terrill. He was looking back 
and forth between me and the TV and playing with his 
cock. It was dripping lube onto my couch and I could 
only hope that he was as excited as he looked.

I moved over between Terrill's legs and before I could 
even start he lifted his left leg and placed it on the 
arm rest just like Nathan had. I didn't need to be told 
what to do. I got back down in that uncomfortable 
posture and ate his ass out just like I had done for 
Nathan. 

I got the impression that Terrill had never had anyone 
do that for him before. As soon as my tongue touched 
him he jumped and exclaimed, "Holy shit! That's fucking 
hot! Damn Nathan, I didn't know how good that felt!"

He looked down at me and said, "Get used to it bitch. I 
fucking love that! You're going to be doing that a 
lot!"

He made me do it for so long that I was afraid I was 
going to permanently damage my spine. My neck was 
killing me and I didn't think I could keep my tongue 
moving like that much longer. I was never so happy to 
suck a cock as when he finally dropped his leg back to 
the floor and I could straighten out and take his big 
fat cock into my throat. Unlike Nathan he had really 
been turned on I guess because he came quickly and 
after he pushed me away I collapsed back onto the 
carpet and lay there panting from my exertion.

They sat there looking down at me and Nathan said, "She 
looks like she needs some more cock man. I'm beat 
though. I don't have another fuck in me tonight. Maybe 
we oughta call up some of the guys and have them come 
over. I hate to see her suffer.

Terrill chuckled and said, "I don't know man. Maybe we 
should let her rest up. She really worked that thing 
today. That is some prime pussy. You don't want to wear 
it out the first day."

Nathan thought about it and finally he said, "Yeah, I 
guess you're right. It isn't really going to waste I 
guess."

He turned back to me and said, "Okay bitch, that's 
enough rest for now. Go get us another beer and then 
you can clean up the kitchen."

It had been a long hard day but I would much rather 
spend my time alone in the dining room and kitchen than 
with them watching movies of me being molested for 
their amusement.

I took my time cleaning up the kitchen and doing 
dishes. I puttered as long as I could and then I 
remembered all of the clothes I had brought home this 
afternoon. I went into the back of the house where the 
laundry room was located and separated my new slut 
wardrobe and started washing clothes. 

When I had been trying on these clothes in front of all 
those kids earlier I had just been raped by thirty-four 
men and the horror of my new life of debasement was 
still sinking in. I hadn't really paid that much 
attention to what Nathan had selected. Now, as I 
separated them into wash loads I had a chance to look 
closer at what I would be wearing in the future. 

It was awful. There was not a single item of clothing 
that I would wear of my own free will. And some of the 
crop tops with the obscene sayings; I couldn't imagine 
where he would make me wear them. I suppose I'll be 
spending more time in the ghetto. Jesus, I hope so! I 
would hate to wear this crap around where people I know 
and socialize with can see me.

Oh wait, I forgot. My life as I knew it is over now.

I had finished sorting and re-examining the clothing 
and had a load in the washer. I would have loved to be 
able to stay in the laundry room and pretend that I was 
all alone in my house but I didn't dare. I went back 
out to the front room and checked to see if my captors 
wanted anything. 

Terrill had to turn the TV down. They had it on some 
music channel playing rap music much too loudly. They 
decided that some nice, hot, buttery popcorn would be 
nice with the beer and I went back out to the kitchen 
and made popcorn and put it in a large bowl and 
drenched it in butter as they had requested. After I 
took it out to them I went back to the laundry room. 

As I started out Nathan asked me where I was going and 
I told him that I was doing laundry. He accepted that 
and they went back to watching TV.

I went back to the laundry room and took the clothes 
out of the washer and put them in the dryer. I started 
another load in the washer and I headed for my bedroom 
to see if I had more hangars. I met Nathan in the hall 
and I saw his expression change when he saw me. I knew 
that he had just thought of some new way to make me 
suffer. I saw it in his eyes.

He followed me into my bedroom and before I could go to 
my closet for the empty hangars he took my arm and 
guided me into the bathroom. I remembered the little 
game he played earlier and I thought that must be what 
he had in mind. 

That wouldn't have been so bad. After everything I had 
been through today I could handle letting him piss 
between my legs. That wasn't his plan though. I 
remembered that he had seen Terrill later doing much 
worse and I remembered hearing him chuckle. 

He pushed me into the bathtub and ordered me onto my 
back. The tub was very cold on my skin and I squealed 
involuntarily as I lay down in the tub. I knew what was 
coming and I wasn't scared anymore. I was sickened 
though. 

He and Terrill had put their pants back on after I left 
the living room and now Nathan was standing by the side 
of the tub unzipping his pants and pulling his cock out 
with an evil grin on his face. 

He stood there looking down at me and he said, "Open 
your mouth bitch. Keep it open and don't fucking move."

I closed my eyes and opened my mouth and lay there 
waiting for it. Nathan had probably had close to half a 
dozen beers today and I couldn't recall seeing him use 
the bathroom since we left the house this morning. I 
thought of that old joke about the hollow leg but I 
wasn't amused. 

He may not have a hollow leg but he must have a huge 
bladder. I felt the stream of hot piss start after a 
few moments of dread. The first few spurts landed on my 
chest and then it very quickly became a strong, steady 
stream of hot piss which he directed all over my body. 
At first he concentrated on my breasts, then my pussy. 
But he very quickly moved the stream up to my face. 

He covered my face and my hair in urine and I had to 
keep holding my breath to keep from inhaling it. As 
soon as my face and hair were soaked he concentrated 
the stream on my mouth and I gagged as my mouth filled 
up and the strong stream swirled around like a 
whirlpool and then overflowed my mouth and streamed 
down over my cheeks and down my neck.

It went on for a very long time and I fought to keep 
from crying, mainly because I was afraid that if I 
started I would end up swallowing some of his foul 
smelling urine. The smell and the taste were 
overwhelming. I sure as hell didn't want to swallow any 
of it.

It finally came to an end and he stood over me. I 
couldn't open my eyes but I could hear him putting his 
cock away. I was waiting anxiously for him to leave so 
that I could clean myself off. 

I heard him start to leave and just as he went out the 
door he said, "Don't move bitch. Wait right there."

I remained in place with my mouth open. I had turned my 
head and allowed the piss to drain out of my mouth but 
my throat was dry and I really needed to swallow. I 
just couldn't bring myself to do it though. Not with my 
mouth coated in piss.

I assumed that Terrill would be in soon and I was 
right. I heard him come in and stand over me and then I 
heard his clothing rustling as he fished his cock out 
of his pants and soon there was another stream of urine 
bathing me from the top of my head to my pussy. 

Just like Nathan had done earlier, Terrill sprayed my 
body and then concentrated on my mouth until his 
bladder was empty. I heard him put his cock away and he 
said, "Sit up bitch."

I sat up and let the piss drain out of my mouth again. 
He said, "Okay, now swallow."

I almost threw up just from hearing the order. I had 
allowed the accumulated liquid to drain from my mouth 
but the smell and the taste were still overpowering. I 
sat there with my mouth still open and my eyes shut. I 
felt the tears start again. I could feel him standing 
there and staring down at me, waiting for me to obey. 

I closed my mouth reluctantly and struggled to swallow. 
It was just saliva, saliva tainted with the strong 
taste of piss. It was just as disgusting as I knew it 
would be and as soon as I swallowed I started gagging. 

Terrill said, "If you throw up I'll piss right down 
your throat the next time."

I didn't doubt for a second that he meant it. I 
struggled to control my stomach and after a minute or 
so it stopped rebelling. 

Terrill said, "Hold out your hand."

I was nervous. I still had my eyes closed and there was 
no telling what he had in mind. I obeyed though. I was 
relieved to discover a washcloth in my hand. Terrill 
said, "Wipe your eyes and your hands, nothing else. You 
can take a shower before you go to bed. Now go finish 
the laundry."

He left the room and I stood up and remained standing 
in the tub, dripping wet with the piss from two boys.

I almost never used the tub. I used the shower. That 
was where the bathmat was. I didn't want to drip piss 
all over the house so I stayed in the tub until I 
started to dry in the air. I even leaned over and wrung 
my hair out so it would stop dripping.

The piss cooled quickly and was even more revolting. 
The smell and the lingering taste were still 
overpowering. Once I had stopped dripping urine down my 
body I used the washcloth to dry off my feet and 
stepped out of the tub. Then I just stood there. I 
didn't know what to do. I didn't want to touch 
anything. I sure as hell wasn't going to go in my 
closet like this to search for empty hangars.

Finally it was all too much and I just dropped to my 
knees and covered my pissy face with my pissy hands and 
I just couldn't control it any longer. I lay down on 
the cold floor and curled up in a ball and cried 
quietly and mindlessly. This had been the worst day of 
my life, but I knew that I hadn't reached bottom yet. 
For some reason, Nathan intended to destroy me. What 
had happened today, what was going to happen tomorrow, 
they were just getting warmed up. 

There was still the confrontation with Dennis when he 
got back from Atlanta tomorrow night hanging over my 
head. I couldn't imagine what I would say to him. And 
then came Monday and whatever devious plans Nathan had 
for me at school. I tried not to think about those 
things but I couldn't stop those dreadful thoughts from 
whirling around in my mind and driving me nearly mad.

I guess I could run away. But I had nowhere to run. I 
thought about suicide but I was too big a coward. Even 
though that was beginning to seem like my only way out 
of this I couldn't think of an acceptable manner of 
ending my life. We didn't own a gun and we didn't have 
any drugs stronger than Tylenol in the house. I 
couldn't even slit my wrists unless I used a kitchen 
knife and I knew I couldn't do that. Apparently my only 
option was to lay there and cry for a while and then do 
whatever I was told.

I finally managed to get up and went to check on the 
laundry. I hung up the clothes in the dryer, being 
careful to touch them as little as possible. I put the 
clothes from the washer in the dryer and put another 
load in the washer. When both the washer and dryer were 
running I just stood there and stared at them for a 
long time and tried very hard to think of absolutely 
nothing at all.

At one point I was aware of someone looking into the 
room but I didn't turn around and whoever it was they 
didn't speak so I just ignored them and they left. I 
suppose it was just Nathan checking to see if I had 
decided to end it all somehow. Perhaps he thought I 
might dry myself to death.

I couldn't sit down on anything because I was all 
covered in piss so I just stood there and stared at the 
washer and dryer until the dryer stopped. I hung up 
that load and shuffled everything around and put the 
last load in the washer. A few minutes later Nathan 
called me into the bedroom and said, "We are going to 
go to bed pretty soon. You better get in there and wash 
your nasty ass bitch."

I didn't respond, I just turned and went into the 
bathroom and started the shower. The room still smelled 
like piss. I went over to the tub and rinsed it out and 
by then the shower was like a steam bath. I climbed in 
and added a little cool water but kept it just as hot 
as I could stand it. 

I shampooed my hair over and over and then I scrubbed 
my body and rinsed several times. By the time I got out 
I had to go hang up the next to the last load of slut 
clothes. I put the last load in the dryer and returned 
to standing there staring at the dryer.

I had been in there about fifteen minutes when Nathan 
came in and asked, "How much longer."

In a voice that was so listless it even worried me I 
said, "About ten minutes."

He nodded and said, "When you are finished come to 
bed."

I turned back around and stared at the dryer again 
until it was finished. I took my time hanging up the 
clothes. I was in no hurry to go to bed with Nathan.

Unfortunately I couldn't put it off forever and soon I 
found myself entering the bedroom. Nathan was already 
in bed and I heard Terrill in the bathroom. Nathan 
threw back the covers and I got in beside him. He 
covered us up and pulled me a little closer and I lay 
there on my back with his hand on my breast.

When Terrill was done in the bathroom he joined us in 
my king size bed and he lay on the other side with his 
hand on my other breast. 

I didn't think I would be getting much sleep tonight 
but I was wrong. It had been a physically and 
emotionally draining day and I fell asleep quickly and 
slept all night. 


Chapter Ten
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When I woke up it was after eight on Sunday morning and 
I had to pee so bad. I didn't move though. I lay there 
with my legs clamped together and held it in. I was in 
no hurry to wake the boys up and have the games begin 
again.

I discovered that it was awfully hard to do that when 
all you can do is lay there and think about how badly 
you have to pee. Finally I couldn't take it anymore and 
I slipped out from under the covers as quietly as 
possible. They both mumbled and moved around a little 
but neither boy awoke and I managed to use the toilet 
and brush my teeth quietly without waking either of 
them. 

I almost grabbed my robe without thinking but I 
remembered in time and snuck out to the kitchen and put 
a pot of coffee on. I thought about starting breakfast 
but I was afraid the smell of food might awaken them so 
I poured myself a cup of coffee and sat and sipped it 
and wondered how bad today was going to be. 

The only plan that I was aware of was a shopping trip 
to Goodwill for something slutty that I could wear to 
work. I didn't have any idea what they had in mind, if 
they had anything at all in mind. 

My husband was due home at around seven this evening. I 
wondered how I could face him. I wondered how long 
before I would have no choice but to tell him about 
Nathan. I knew what was going to happen when I finally 
told him. He was going to throw me right out of this 
house. He was not a forgiving man. Nathan's plan to 
come to my house at night and abuse me in front of my 
husband wasn't going to work. I was going to be 
homeless and my husband would never let Nathan in the 
door.

I was just about to get up and get my second cup of 
coffee when I looked up and saw Nathan coming into the 
kitchen. I had set out two empty cups near the coffee 
pot and he poured himself a cup and sat down. Terrill 
stumbled out a few minutes later and I waited to see if 
they were going to order me to make breakfast. I wasn't 
going to volunteer.

As it turned out, neither one of them was much of a 
breakfast eater. We sat there, mostly in silence and 
drank coffee. 

After a little while Terrill said, "I'm going to have 
to get you to drop me off at the house when you go 
shopping. My old man wants me to do some shit this 
afternoon."

Nathan nodded and then we were quiet again. I was 
relieved that Terrill was leaving. It may have been 
that Nathan was just breaking me in slow, but it seemed 
to me that he was worse when Terrill was around.

Nathan finished his coffee and I followed him to the 
laundry room where the clothes I had washed last night 
were hanging. I noticed when we entered that there was 
still a smell of urine in the room. 

I stood out of the way while Nathan selected another 
skirt for me to wear. This one was bright red and split 
all the way up to the belt on both sides. When I put it 
on there was a three inch gap over each hip where my 
flesh showed. It looked awful. It was as short as the 
skirt I had worn yesterday and I was sure that nobody 
but a prostitute would buy something like this and wear 
it out of the house.

I wasn't surprised that Nathan loved it. He smiled and 
said, "It's a damn shame you can't wear that to school. 
The kids would love it."

He turned back to the clothes rack and selected a 
strange, shawl style top that slipped over my head. It 
was made of nylon and was very thin and light, but not 
see-through. It didn't have to be though. My back was 
bare except for a strap at my hips and another at my 
shoulder blades. The front was cut in such a deep V 
that the waist band of the skirt showed through the 
slit. There were just two light sections of cloth which 
draped loosely over my shoulders and down over my 
breasts. The only thing holding the material in place 
over my breasts was gravity. Every move I made 
threatened to expose my breasts. 

Nathan ordered me to walk around and move my arms and 
turn so that he could see how the top would react to my 
movements. In just those few moves walking around my 
laundry room my breasts were exposed several times. He 
was satisfied.

We went back to my room and I got my shoes on and then 
we headed for Terrill's house to drop him off. 

After Terrill got out Nathan ordered me to drive to the 
Goodwill store. As I was driving he reached over and 
exposed my breasts. He said, "I expect those things are 
going to be peeking out a lot today. I want you to 
ignore them. Just make believe you don't know they are 
out. If I want you to cover them up I'll let you know."

It was starting.

I drove to the store and parked out front. Nathan said, 
"Cover them up now. But once we get inside you just 
forget all about them."

I followed Nathan into the store and we went directly 
to the racks of used women's dresses. He started going 
through the racks looking for...actually, I didn't know 
what he was looking for. I just knew that I wasn't 
going to like it.

There weren't very many people in the store but we were 
attracting quite a bit of attention. People seemed to 
notice a black teenager selecting slutty clothing for a 
slightly older white woman.

Nathan handed me several dresses and told me to hold 
them up so he could get an idea how they would look on 
me. It didn't take long before one of my breasts was 
exposed. I did what he said. I tried to make believe 
that I wasn't aware of it. 

I seemed to be the only person in the store that wasn't 
aware of it. Two men who were looking through men's 
clothes nearby came over and watched and a couple who 
had been shopping on the next aisle turned the corner 
and saw me and came to a stop. The men were black men 
in their thirties. They were dressed kind of shabbily 
and I suppose they bought all of their clothes here. 
The couple was white and in their fifties. They were 
both kind of plump but neat and clean. They stopped 
when they saw me and I saw the woman poke her husband 
and point to my exposed breast. His face lit up like a 
lantern when he saw my breast. They didn't even try to 
disguise it. They just stood there and stared openly.

Nathan nodded at them and smiled and said, "I'm just 
looking for some sexy outfits for my bitch. Maybe you'd 
like to help?"

I was shocked when they laughed and the woman said, 
"Sure, we'd love to help! Come on Harry! Let's help the 
boy find some clothes for his bitch." They laughed and 
started going through the racks and the woman asked, 
"What size does she wear?"

Nathan grinned and said, "Tight." 

They laughed again and I told them my size. The men had 
overheard that exchange and volunteered to join in the 
fun and the next thing I knew all five of them were 
scouring the racks for the sluttiest clothes that they 
could find.

Nathan rejected four out of five of the things that 
they selected. Some were actually too slutty, to my 
relief. I was surprised that he thought anything was 
too slutty. Some were too conservative. I ended up with 
a dozen outfits to try on. Most of them were short, 
tight dresses with unbelievably deep cleavage, but 
there were some miniskirts and sexy blouses too.

When they had finished scouring the racks we went over 
to the changing rooms against the far wall. The two men 
and the couple thought they were going to see how I 
looked in the clothes they had picked out. They were 
going to see a lot more than that. 

Nathan picked out an empty fitting room and handed me a 
dress. Then he held the door open and ordered me to try 
on the dress while he stood there holding the door 
open. There were smiles all around, except for me of 
course, as I undressed and tried on the dress they had 
selected. By the time I was going through the third 
change of clothing there was a crowd of somewhere in 
the neighborhood of a dozen people watching. I tried 
not to look up. I didn't want to see them. I didn't 
want to look anyone in the eye and see what they 
thought of me.

Nathan liked everything and except for a couple of 
dresses which he said would have to be altered slightly 
they all fit. As I tried on each dress or each skirt 
and blouse I tried to imagine wearing them to school. 
They were all suggestive, if not outright revealing and 
I was certain that by tomorrow afternoon I would be in 
the principal's office being lectured on what was 
proper attire to wear to work in a high school.

When I had tried everything on and modeled each outfit 
for the assembled crowd I put my original outfit back 
on and we went to the checkout counter. 

The man behind the counter was smiling like crazy as he 
rang up my new clothes. The total cost was only a 
little over a hundred dollars and I was relieved that I 
didn't have to go out and earn more money to pay for 
them. 

The man behind the counter said, "This has been the 
most excitement I have ever had in here. Please come 
back any time folks."

I walked behind Nathan carrying my new clothes out to 
the car. I tossed them in the back seat and we got in 
and I really hoped that we were going home. I probably 
should have known better.

We went back to Jamie's house and Nathan left me in the 
car and went inside. After a few minutes he stepped out 
onto the porch and waved me inside. I locked the car 
and went in. 

There wasn't the crowd that had been there yesterday. 
Jamie was there and another boy I had not seen before 
and an adult male that I realized right away was 
Jamie's father.

When I entered all eyes fell on me and the man said, 
"So, you are the slut that bought my daughter's 
clothes."

His eyes moved over my body and he said, "Don't look 
like your built to fill them out very well."

Nathan chuckled and said, "Strip bitch. I decided to 
see if some of Kysha's underwear would fit you. I don't 
normally like my bitches to wear underwear but if she 
has something sexy it might be fun to show you off in."

I was way past arguing. I undressed quickly and when I 
was naked Nathan pushed me over in front of Jamie's 
father. The old guy sat up and ran his large, rough 
hands over me and just as one of his fingers was shoved 
up inside of my pussy I saw one of the younger girls 
from yesterday come out of a back room with a handful 
of panties. 

The girl, who I had decided was Jamie's younger sister, 
came out and dropped the handful of panties in her 
father's lap and went over and sat down in a nearby 
chair to watch. 

The old man fingered me for a little longer and then he 
sat back and handed me a pair of panties. 

The idea of trying on some girl's underwear made me 
very uncomfortable. Doing it in front of her entire 
family was even worse. I straightened out the lacy 
little panty he had handed me and stepped into it and 
pulled it up over my ass. Nathan pushed me closer to 
the old man again and after he had run his hands over 
my body through his daughter's underwear Nathan sent me 
over to the couch to let Jamie see how they fit. 

I did the same thing for each of the eight 
undergarments and when I had tried them all on the old 
man said, "You can have them, if I can fuck your 
bitch."

Nathan smiled and said, "You have a deal!" 

I expected to be taken into a back room and fucked. I 
was shocked when the man stood up and pushed his pants 
and shorts off right there in front of his two kids. He 
grabbed me and pushed me to my knees and then he forced 
his cock into my mouth. I started sucking and he stared 
down at me as I took his cock down my throat. 

The old guy gasped and said, "Shit! I ain't never had a 
bitch do that before!" 

His cock wasn't that big. It was kind of fat but it was 
only about seven inches long and it went down my throat 
easily. He groaned and then he turned to his young 
daughter and said, "Come over here baby. Check this 
out."

The girl got up and came over and watched from not much 
more than a foot away as I sucked her father's cock. I 
noticed a couple of alarming things. First, that she 
had obviously seen his cock before and second, that she 
was actually curious about the way that I was sucking 
it. I had a feeling I knew why this family was so 
fucked up.

The old man pushed my head away and turned to Nathan 
and said, "Not bad! I never would have guessed she 
could suck a cock like that, not to look at her."

He turned his attention back to me and ordered me to 
turn around and get down on my hands and knees. As soon 
as I was in place he dropped down behind me and shoved 
his fat cock into my pussy. 

I just let my head hang down and closed my eyes, 
waiting for it to end. I guess that Nathan offered my 
mouth to Jamie while his father was fucking me because 
moments later he was kneeling at my face. He pulled my 
head up by my hair and his hard cock was right in my 
face. I wet my lips and took his cock in my mouth and 
started sucking. 

At first all of my attention was focused on sucking 
Jamie's cock but I saw movement and glanced to the side 
to see Nathan fucking the fourteen or fifteen year old 
girl. I felt sorry for her but she didn't seem to mind. 
In fact, she seemed to be enjoying it. She was about 
five feet away and on her hands and knees facing us 
with Nathan fucking her from behind. I noticed her 
immature breasts. I had never seen a black girl naked 
before. She had a very nice, very slender body. Her 
nipples were dark black and stood out against her light 
brown skin. For just a moment I felt sorrier for her 
than I did for myself. At least I had not had my 
childhood taken from me. 

I didn't have a lot of time to watch her though. Jamie 
began to fuck my mouth violently and then he pulled my 
head tight to his stomach and I could feel his cock 
throb as he shot his sperm down my throat.

He had come in a very short amount of time but he held 
me like that with his cock down my throat while his 
father continued to fuck me. His father lasted for a 
very long time. I was really glad he hadn't been here 
yesterday. I had been so sore when they brought me here 
after getting raped at Cobb's. I would not have been 
able to stand it if he had fucked me like this 
yesterday.

After the old man finally came Jamie pulled his soft 
cock out of my mouth and went to sit down nearby. 
Nathan came over and shoved his slimy cock in my mouth 
and I sucked him clean of the traces of his cum and the 
young girl's vaginal secretions. It was disgusting, but 
I was past objecting to anything Nathan made me do. Or 
at least I seemed to be getting that way. It all still 
bothered me. I just didn't see any point in fighting 
him. I knew that I would lose.

It had not been a conscious decision. I didn't decide 
that I would give up and go along with anything Nathan 
and his friends wanted. I just didn't seem to have any 
alternatives. I was trapped and I knew it. Surrender 
seemed to be my only option.

I had cause to rethink that when the men all sat down 
and I was ordered to lie on my back. As soon as I 
obeyed some signal must have been given to the girl 
because she came over and straddled my head with her 
knees and bent down and began to lick my pussy eagerly!

I screamed and started to struggle until Nathan got up 
and stood on my hair. I gasped in pain and looked up at 
him. He just smiled that warm friendly smile of his and 
said calmly, "That's not very polite bitch. I suggest 
you return the favor."

I looked up at her dark gash and the streaks of white 
cum beginning to dribble out of her. I tried to tell 
myself that it didn't matter. In the last twenty-four 
hours I had swallowed a lot of cum that had come out of 
Nathan's cock. And a lot of other's besides. Cum was 
cum after all. Still, I was looking up into a young 
girl's pussy and the thought of touching it with my 
tongue was making me ill. 

She didn't seem to share my reservations. Her father 
had just shot a load of cum in my pussy and she was 
eating it out and even seemed to be enjoying herself! I 
saw Nathan rest his foot on her ass and I knew he was 
pressing down. Her pussy was getting closer and closer 
to my mouth. 

I knew I was going to lose again. So I surrendered 
again. I stuck my tongue out and began licking the cum 
trail that ran down her thigh. That was clean before 
long and I stuck out my tongue tentatively and licked 
her tight slit. She moaned in pleasure and I almost 
envied her. I had felt that pleasure yesterday when 
Nathan had first seduced me. I didn't feel it now 
though. Now I just felt empty.

I began to be aware of what I was doing and what I was 
sensing as I licked her young pussy clean. I found that 
except for the results of her recent fucking she was 
clean and what I was doing was actually not that 
unpleasant. Her scent was slightly musky and if my life 
was not laying about me in shambles I might have even 
enjoyed this once I got over the shock of what I was 
doing. I thought the sensations of her tongue on my 
pussy were pleasant. I just couldn't enjoy the 
circumstances. There was too much fear, too much dread 
in my life. I had read that sex was a good treatment 
for stress. I didn't think I would live long enough to 
have enough sex to relieve all of this stress. But I 
had no doubt that Nathan was going to do his best to 
squeeze as much sex into my life as he possibly could.

The young girl began to grind her pussy against my lips 
as I licked her and at the same time she began to eat 
my pussy with much more enthusiasm. I knew I was not 
going to have an orgasm, even though it felt good and 
so I concentrated on getting her off and getting this 
over with. 

I put my hands up and grabbed the cheeks of her butt 
and held her against my mouth and I used my tongue on 
her the way Nathan had done it to me yesterday. I 
licked her all over and then I started licking and 
sucking on her little clit and that put her over the 
top. She stopped eating me and her head came up as she 
grunted and moaned and her entire body became rigid as 
she had an orgasm. 

Nathan finally put a stop to it after that and the girl 
got up. I sat on the floor and waited for Nathan to 
tell me what to do. 

The girl went and sat on her father's lap and I watched 
in disgust as he wrapped his arms around her and sat 
there holding his daughter's breasts and pussy while he 
talked with his son and Nathan.

A few minutes later Nathan tossed me a small, lacy g-
string and told me to put it on. I stood up and they 
all watched me step into the small panty and pull it 
up. It only just barely covered my slit. A little bit 
of my pubic hair stuck out over the top of the tiny 
thing. The back was just a piece of string that went up 
between the cheeks of my butt.

Nathan liked the look and he ordered me to put my shoes 
on. Then he stood up and with my skirt and top and the 
other seven panties in his hands he headed for the 
door. He probably thought I would object to going 
outside like this. I wasn't happy about it. But a lot 
had happened to break me down since yesterday morning. 
I shrugged mentally and followed him out into the 
street in just my g-string.

I was nearly out the door before I remembered my purse. 
I turned back and got that and then I rushed after 
Nathan who was half way to the car. I hurried to open 
the car doors and he tossed the clothes he was carrying 
into the back seat. 

As I walked quickly down the sidewalk towards my car I 
saw a dozen people outside in their yards or walking 
down the sidewalk staring at me in astonishment. I 
would probably be more upset if we were doing this in 
my neighborhood but it was still a pretty uncomfortable 
feeling being all but naked on a quiet neighborhood 
street like this. 

As I walked around into the street to get behind the 
wheel of my car, a car full of young men went by and 
their car came to a screeching halt and then backed up 
recklessly until the men were right beside me. 

There were so many loud, rude comments pouring out of 
their car that it was just a jumble of rude sound. I 
ignored them and hurriedly got in my car and as soon as 
Nathan got in I started the car and drove away as 
calmly as possible. 

I drove down the street slowly, waiting for Nathan to 
tell me where I was going. It was now early in the 
afternoon but the day was beginning to wind down and I 
had some questions I felt I had to ask him. I just 
didn't want to ask him when we were in the car. 
Actually, I didn't want to ask him at all. I didn't 
want to hear his answers. But I had to know what was 
going to be required of me in the immediate future. I 
had to know what was going to happen when my husband 
came home tonight.

In the absence of directions from Nathan I headed for 
my house. I tried not to think about what was going to 
happen when I got there. I drove in silence and fifteen 
minutes later I pulled into my driveway and shut the 
car off. Nathan got out and said, "Get your clothes out 
of the back and bring them inside."

I watched him walk up and unlock my door and go inside. 
I looked around and I saw as many people outside their 
homes and moving around in their yards or walking down 
the sidewalks as I had seen when we left Jamie's house 
fifteen minutes ago. 

I was aware that I was being watched because of Nathan 
and because of what I had been wearing since yesterday. 
I steeled myself and got out of my car and opened the 
back door. I bent over and I knew that from the back I 
looked as though I was naked. Hell, I might as well 
have been naked.

There were no catcalls. There were no screeching tires. 
There was no mob of pitchfork wielding neighbors. But I 
felt dozens of eyes watching my every move as I 
gathered my new clothes and then walked rapidly toward 
my front door.

I was only halfway there when my neighbor from across 
the street came over and asked, "Hey Amanda! Do you 
need some help with that?"

I turned to look in Bill's smiling face and thanked him 
for his kind offer but I kept walking. He came to a 
stop and watched me all the way into my house.

I went inside and pushed my door closed. Nathan was 
coming out of the kitchen with a beer in his hand which 
reminded me that we had to talk. I took my armful of 
clothes to the laundry room and when I got back to the 
living room I said, "Nathan, we need to talk. I need to 
know what is going to happen. My husband will be home 
soon. He is going to see that beer and wine and my new 
clothes. What do I tell him?"

Nathan smiled and put his beer down. He dropped his 
pants and kicked them off and then he sat down and 
pointed to the floor between his widespread legs.

I went to him and dropped to my knees and leaned down 
and took his cock into my mouth. I started to suck but 
he stopped me and said, "Just hold it in your mouth for 
now."

He looked down at me, obviously enjoying the way I 
looked with his big cock in my mouth. He sipped at his 
beer for a few minutes and then he asked, "What time 
does your husband get home?"

I told him I expected him home a little after seven.

He said, "I was going to give you a few days to try and 
soften him up, but I guess we might as well go ahead 
and get this over with."

His cock was beginning to grow in my mouth and he said, 
"I guess you might as well suck me off and then we can 
talk about your husband. Don't use your throat this 
time. Suck me off just like you did the first time."

I began sucking the first two or three inches of his 
cock and using my tongue to tease the underside of it 
on my down strokes and twirling it around the head on 
my back strokes. At the same time I wrapped my right 
hand around his shaft and began stroking his cock while 
my left hand gently cupped and teased his large, hairy 
testicles.

He watched me for several minutes and then he let his 
head rest on the back of the couch and he closed his 
eyes and several minutes later I felt him tensing up 
and getting close. I tightened my grip on his shaft and 
sped up my strokes and when I felt the first spurt of 
cum strike the roof of my mouth I pulled my head back 
and held just the head of his cock between my tightly 
closed lips. 

I swallowed his cum as it came out of his cock and when 
he was finished I stopped stroking his shaft and just 
held his cock carefully in my mouth as it softened. A 
few more drops of cum oozed out onto my tongue as his 
cock went soft and I held them in my mouth until he 
pushed me away. I swallowed the last few drops then and 
sat up on my heels.

After another minute or two Nathan took another large 
gulp from his beer can and sent me to the kitchen for 
another. I got to my feet and fetched his beer and he 
pointed back down to the floor at his feet.

When he had had a few swallows of his fresh beer he 
said, "Tell me about your husband."

I wasn't sure what he meant. I didn't know if he meant 
what did Dennis look like, what sort of person was he, 
boxers or briefs, I didn't know what to say.

I thought about it and described him first. "Dennis is 
five feet, eleven inches tall and weighs one hundred 
and fifty-five pounds. He is kind of thin. He is very 
smart and works for an engineering firm here in town. 
He is very religious. He doesn't want sex a lot. Not 
like you and your friends. We make love once every week 
or two. He thinks most of the things you like are a 
sin. He would never consider oral sex or sex with two 
girls. He always gets on top. I don't think he has ever 
put his finger on or in my pussy and if he touches my 
breast it usually an accident. And I am embarrassed to 
admit it, but he is kind of a bigot too."

Nathan had been watching me describe my husband with a 
look of disbelief on his face. When I mentioned that 
Dennis was a bigot though, he began to smile. 

He asked, "Do you love him?"

I quickly responded, "Yes! I love him very much!"

Nathan shook his head and said, "Damned if I can see 
why! He isn't like you at all."

I blushed and said, "He is like I was before you came 
here."

He looked at me and after a second or two he said, 
"Yeah, I guess you were pretty uptight."

Nathan thought about it for a few minutes and said, "I 
guess I might as well take care of this tonight."

He stopped talking and my terror was growing as the 
imminence of the end of my life as a happy housewife 
and high school counselor pressed down on me like a 
weight. I saw only one way for this to end. Dennis 
would come home and confront Nathan. Nathan would throw 
us both out and I would be homeless, followed closely 
by unemployed. I couldn't see past that point in time, 
but the future looked black.

I tried to ask Nathan what he was going to do, what he 
was going to say. He was much larger than my husband 
and could obviously beat the crap out of him. But 
Dennis need only make one call to the police and I had 
no doubt that the cops would help him throw me and 
Nathan out in a heartbeat. 

Nathan ignored my questions and told me to shut up. I 
sighed and sat quietly for a few minutes. He didn't 
give me any more orders so I went to the laundry room 
and washed my new outfits. When I they had all been 
washed and dried and hung up I went out and made a 
light supper. I had not planned on feeding Nathan 
supper this evening but I had no appetite still and he 
ate most of what I prepared. 

While I was cleaning up the kitchen it struck me that 
Nathan had not been home or called anyone since he had 
arrived here yesterday morning. I wondered what kind of 
home life had produced a boy like this. He was 
intelligent, but he was devious and cruel. I think that 
there was more than a little sadist in him. He was 
certainly taking pleasure from being cruel to me. 
Humiliating me seemed to come natural to him and he had 
certainly gone to a lot of effort to do that as well.

I don't know what he did when he wasn't in school or 
tormenting me. He didn't seem interested in television 
unless there was a movie starring me being shown. He 
didn't read. Was tormenting women his only form of 
entertainment?

After we ate and I had finished the laundry there was 
only about an hour before my husband was expected home. 
Nathan ordered me to suck his cock again and after I 
had gotten him hard he ordered me to lie on my back in 
the middle of the rug and he fucked me violently. It 
took him a long time to reach orgasm and he was being 
particularly brutal this time. He was slamming his cock 
into me so hard that I grunted and moved across the rug 
with each stroke. 

I looked up at him several times as he raped me there 
on the carpet and the look of pleasure on his face 
disturbed me because I was just as certain as I could 
be that what was turning him on was the idea of ruining 
my life. 

It lasted nearly half an hour and I was bruised and 
sore when he finally finished. He got up after a moment 
and then inched up over my body on his knees and forced 
his cock into my mouth so that I could clean him. 

When I had sucked his cock clean and licked up the cock 
cream from his balls and his upper thighs he stood up 
and ordered me to stay where I was and not to move 
until he ordered me to.

I could look down over my sweaty body and between my 
widespread legs and see my front door. He wanted my 
freshly fucked body to be the first thing that Dennis 
saw when he opened the door.

I leaned my head back down on the floor and closed my 
eyes and I wept quietly for everything that I was about 
to lose. I still had tears running down my cheeks when 
I heard the door open ten minutes later.


Chapter Eleven
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I didn't want to look. I knew what I would see and I 
knew that this was going to be the last time in my life 
that I would be able to look Dennis in the eye. I tried 
not to look but I heard him step inside and the gasp of 
horror was so loud that it forced me to look up.

He was staring at my naked body and my obviously well 
fucked pussy. I don't think he had even noticed Nathan 
yet! 

His mouth was open wide and so were his eyes. He 
managed to stutter, "What...Amanda... what is this?! 
What happened? Were you raped? Who did this to you?"

Nathan stood up and smiled cruelly. He said, "It wasn't 
rape Dennis. She's my slut. She belongs to me. I can do 
any fucking thing I want with the bitch."

Dennis spun around and demanded, "Who are you?! What 
are you doing in my house? What have you done to my 
wife?"

Nathan laughed cruelly and said, "I just showed her 
what it's like to get fucked by a real man. Hell, you 
should get down on your knees and thank me Dennis. I 
taught her how to be a woman. Look at her, all splayed 
out and naked with my cum dripping out of her cunt. 
Doesn't she look beautiful like that?"

Dennis looked back and forth between Nathan and me and 
I couldn't be sure what he was thinking. I saw 
confusion and disgust and rage and fear and a half a 
dozen other emotions flit across his face. He looked up 
at Nathan and said, "I think you had better leave. Now 
young man! Get out of my house before I call the 
police!"

Nathan just smiled and said, "No, not yet Dennis. We 
have some things to work out first. You better sit 
down."

I saw Dennis looking at Nathan and now I saw fear and 
loathing and confusion. But mostly fear. Nathan was 
twice his size and it was obvious that he could pound 
him into a puddle and not even raise a sweat.

Nathan took a couple of steps and put his hand on the 
back of Dennis's neck and guided him to the couch. He 
wasn't violent. He was confident and obviously in 
charge. He expected to be obeyed and Dennis didn't know 
what to do.

He firmly sat Dennis down and then he sat down in a 
chair facing him. Nathan smiled at him and asked, 
"Would you like a blowjob while we talk? She wasn't 
worth a shit at first, but she had gotten pretty good 
at it. She has gotten a lot of practice this weekend."

Dennis gasped at him and then glanced at me. I hadn't 
moved. I was watching them out of the corner of my eye 
and I know Dennis was shocked but I never expected him 
to be so docile. He was doing everything Nathan told 
him to do!

Nathan sat forward in his chair and with a calm 
demeanor and a sincere expression on his face he said, 
"As I said Dennis, you wife is my bitch now. She does 
what I tell her when I tell her. She wears what I tell 
her and she fucks and sucks whoever I tell her. I 
bought her some new clothes this weekend. The shit she 
had was fine for somebody's grandmother, but not for a 
sexy bitch like her."

"The thing is Dennis; I don't want to mess up your 
marriage or anything. Well, actually I don't give a 
shit about your marriage. But you are going to have to 
be aware of the change in the rules around here. I'm 
not going to tell you that you can't fuck her. She is 
your wife after all. But she belongs to me now and I am 
going to have to come first. I'll be spending a lot of 
time here now. I'll probably bring a lot of friends 
over too. Some days I'll be too busy to come, but I'll 
be sending some of my friends or business acquaintances 
over from time to time. I expect you to be polite when 
they get here."

"She will also be spending a lot of time out with me, 
in the beginning anyway. I'll probably get tired of her 
eventually, but until then I expect to be shagging her 
tight little ass pretty often."

"You are probably asking yourself why you should go 
along with this. Well, I've been thinking about that. 
Your wife doesn't have a choice. She would probably go 
along anyway, just because she loves my big, black cock 
so much. But even if she didn't love my cock so much, I 
have some pretty embarrassing movies of her fucking me 
and sucking my cock. Did you know I'm only sixteen 
Dennis?"

"Yeah, your wife has been fucking minors all over 
fucking town this weekend. I also have a pretty amusing 
movie of her seducing the fourteen year old kid next 
door. That one would get her locked up for sure. That 
would pretty much put an end to her father's career in 
the Senate, don't you think?"

Dennis was just staring at him. I wasn't sure he was 
even hearing the words. He looked like he was in shock.

Nathan continued, "Now, you are probably thinking that 
you are just going to throw the dumb cunt out in the 
street and your problems are over. I can't have that 
though. I need you to be here and keep up the payments 
on the house. And as long as you stay here and stay 
married to my bitch you have to worry about your 
father's political career too. 

Rumor has it your father is planning to run for 
Governor. Those movies would probably embarrass the 
hell out of him too."

Nathan paused and watched Dennis. Then he sat back and 
said, "Hey, cunt! Get your ass over here."

I was terrified and I desperately wanted to refuse. I 
didn't know what he had in mind but I knew it was going 
to be awful.

I obeyed though. I rolled over and got up on my knees 
and moved over to where Nathan was sitting only three 
feet from my husband.

They both watched me as I crawled over on my hands and 
knees. When I was at his feet Nathan said, "Pull my 
cock out and show Dennis what you have learned this 
weekend bitch."

I looked up at him and I pleaded, "Please Nathan, 
please don't make me. Not in front of my husband!"

It was as if I hadn't spoken. He looked down at me 
confidently and didn't even bother to warn me or 
threaten me or even repeat the order. I caved of 
course. I hung my head in shame and moved between his 
legs and opened his pants and pulled them down. When 
his cock was uncovered I bent down and took it in my 
mouth and started sucking. As it got hard and grew to 
its full size I started taking it down my throat. 

I didn't dare look at Dennis. He thought oral sex was a 
horrible perversion and adultery a horrible sin. It was 
that much worse because Nathan was black. I knew 
without seeing his face that he must hate me now.

Nathan restrained my head and said, "Slow down bitch, I 
want this one to last a while."

Then he turned to Dennis and said, "Hey man, you must 
be pretty horny after not getting laid all weekend. I 
know if I go two days without some pussy I start going 
nuts. Why don't you go ahead and get undressed? You can 
fuck her from the rear. Like I said, she is still your 
wife. Go ahead, fuck the bitch."

Dennis was still sitting there staring, obviously dumb 
struck by this turn of events. 

Nathan waited a minute and then he said in a 
threatening voice, "Dude, I said fuck her. Get up off 
the damned couch, take you fucking pants off and fuck 
the bitch. Don't make me get up. 

Dennis still didn't move and after another couple of 
minutes Nathan pushed my head away and stood up and 
stepped over to Dennis. He reached down and picked him 
up by the lapels of his sports shirt and put his face 
right in Dennis's face. 

Dennis was staring him in the face but he was trembling 
in fear. It was horrible to watch. I heard Nathan say 
in a threatening voice, "Boy, am I going to have to 
hurt you? I don't much give a shit one way or the 
other. You are going to end up doing what I tell you 
just like your cunt wife does. I'm going to let you go 
now and I'm going to sit back down and pretty little 
Amanda is going to go back to sucking my cock. I want 
you to get out of those clothes and fuck the bitch. She 
likes having two cocks at once. You'll see. Now, am I 
going to have any more trouble with you?"

Dennis shook his head rapidly and Nathan dropped him 
back on the couch. His pants were around one ankle now 
and he kicked them off and sat back down. He looked at 
me and without hesitation I went back between his legs 
and started sucking his cock again. 

He looked over at Dennis and I couldn't see him but I 
heard him stand behind me and I heard the sound of him 
undressing. He must have finished, he got quiet, but 
nothing happened. 

A few moments passed and I heard Nathan chuckle and 
then he pushed me away. He said, "Your faggoty husband 
can't get it up bitch! Get over there and see if you 
can put some lead in that tiny little pencil of his."

I turned and faced the other direction. Dennis was 
standing right behind me trying to massage his cock 
into an erection. I couldn't look at his face, I was 
too ashamed. I leaned closer and for the first time I 
put my husband's cock in my mouth.

I heard him gasp and he dropped his hands. I thought 
surely my attempt to suck him hard would be in vein. 
Dennis thought oral sex was disgusting. So I was 
surprised when his cock grew hard in about thirty 
seconds. I had sucked a lot of cocks this weekend and 
nearly all of them were twice as large as my husband's. 
It came as quite a shock when I was reminded of how 
small his cock actually was.

When he was hard I turned back around and returned to 
sucking Nathan's cock and I felt my husband drop down 
behind me. He fumbled around back there and finally I 
felt his cock enter my pussy. His hands gripped my hips 
and he began to fuck me listlessly until Nathan said, 
"Come on man. Put some feeling in it. You must be 
pretty pissed at the bitch right now. That's cool. Use 
that. Fuck her like you're mad at her. Ram that little 
cock of yours into her like you mean it."

Dennis began to fuck me harder but nothing like the way 
that Nathan and all of his friends fucked me. In fact, 
Nathan had just fucked me pretty violently less than an 
hour ago and right now I could hardly feel Dennis's 
cock. I was more aware of his hip bones slamming into 
my butt.

I think I half expected him to just go soft again. I 
could only imagine the turmoil in his mind. I didn't 
doubt that he hated me now. I couldn't imagine him 
staying once Nathan left, or letting me stay. One way 
or the other I knew our marriage was over.

He didn't lose his erection though. I felt him speed up 
after a while and then I felt his body do that 
trembling thing it always did when he had an orgasm. He 
pulled his cock free and Nathan pushed me away and 
ordered me to clean Dennis's cock.

I turned back around and took my husband's softening 
cock in my mouth and sucked him clean easily. Much to 
my surprise he started getting hard again instantly. I 
didn't get it. I knew that he thought oral sex was an 
abomination. And he had been watching me suck a black 
cock as he fucked me. It was my turn to be astounded.

Nathan saw that Dennis's cock was getting hard again 
and he stood up and ordered Dennis to sit down in the 
chair he had just vacated. As soon as he was seated 
Nathan ordered me to suck my husband's cock.

I pushed Dennis's legs apart and moved between them and 
took his still hard cock back into my mouth. I saw 
Nathan moving closer and I assumed that he was just 
going to watch me in order to humiliate us both. 

If only that had been his plan! Nathan stepped closer 
and I looked up to see his cock, still wet with my 
saliva, standing out from his stomach and nearly 
touching my husband's nose! I saw Dennis pull back and 
I saw the look of horror in his eyes. 

Nathan chuckled and in that calm but firm voice of his 
he said, "See that cock Dennis? Your pretty wife has 
been sucking and fucking that thing all weekend. A 
little later I'll show you the movie of the first time. 
It was kind of touching. I think you'll like it."

I know what it looked like. I had seen the movie. It 
looked like I seduced an innocent young boy. That was 
what Dennis would see. That was what he would think.

Nathan said, "I didn't cum when she was sucking me just 
now. I guess I'll fuck her now. Before I do though, why 
don't you lean forward just an inch or two and kiss my 
cock? It will be like you are giving me your blessing. 
Come on boy, you don't have to suck it. Just kiss it 
right on the tip."

I could see Nathan's fingers tightening around Dennis's 
neck and I knew how strong he was. It broke my heart to 
see how easily he gave in though. I knew he had no 
choice. But I thought now of his reactions since he had 
come in the front door and he had been threatened a 
little, but he hadn't been hurt and he had hardly put 
up any resistance at all. I would have expected him to 
put up some kind of fight no matter how large and 
imposing a figure Nathan is. He was giving in almost as 
easily as I did!

I watched as Dennis leaned forward and touched his lips 
to the head of Nathan's cock. I was still sucking on my 
husband's cock but my attention was now focused on 
them. 

Dennis kissed the head of Nathan's cock and pulled his 
head back quickly. Nathan didn't move though. He said, 
"Not like that Dennis. I don't feel like that was a 
blessing. You want me to fuck your slut wife don't you 
man? Come on, put some feeling in it."

Nathan put his hands on his hips and without any sign 
of force Dennis leaned forward and kissed his cock 
again. It was another quick touch of his lips to 
Nathan's large cock and Nathan said, "No man, not good 
enough. I tell you what, touch your lips to it and 
leave them there until I tell you to stop."

I watched in disbelief as Dennis leaned forward again 
and pursed his lips and touched them to Nathan's cock 
and stayed like that. As he remained in place with his 
lips touching the head of Nathan's cock our eyes met 
and I saw the humiliation in his eyes. I felt so bad. 
This was my fault. If I had met Nathan at the library 
yesterday instead of inviting him into my home, or if I 
had stopped tutoring him as my husband had insisted 
none of this would be happening.

Nathan kept my husband like that for a very long time 
and then he said, "I don't know Dennis. I don't think I 
feel like I have your blessing to fuck your wife yet. I 
have an idea. Why don't you stick your tongue out and 
give the head of my cock a little lick. I'm pretty sure 
I'll be able to fuck your wife then."

I saw tears in Dennis's eyes as his tongue came out and 
he ran it over the head of Nathan's cock. He swiped his 
tongue quickly over it and then without being asked he 
did it a second time. 

Nathan patted him on the head and said, "That's better 
boy. I think I can fuck her now. You just sit back and 
enjoy that nice blowjob now."

I think that Dennis had forgotten all about the fact 
that his cock was still in my mouth. On the other hand, 
he had never lost his erection. I guess he was still 
enjoying what I was doing.

Nathan moved behind me and I returned to actively 
sucking Dennis's cock as Nathan started fucking me 
violently. I grunted as his cock began slamming into me 
but I tried to concentrate on Dennis. 

In the two years that we had been married Dennis had 
never had two orgasms in the same week, much less the 
same day. He didn't even have two orgasms on our 
honeymoon! He did this evening though. I had only gone 
back to working his cock with my mouth for a few 
minutes before he began that trembling motion that his 
body always made when he came and I felt a small squirt 
of cum on my tongue. It wasn't much. It was less than 
Nathan shot in my mouth after spending the day having 
sex with me over and over. 

I held his softening cock in my mouth as Nathan 
continued fucking me and much to my surprise he started 
getting hard again before Nathan could cum. I went back 
to sucking his cock and shortly after Nathan filled my 
pussy with cum my husband came in my mouth for a third 
time!

I was shocked. Surely this situation wasn't turning 
Dennis on! He is the most provincial, the most uptight 
man I know! I suppose that his orgasms could be just as 
involuntary as when I get wet when Nathan and his 
friends abuse me.

He certainly doesn't look turned on.

Nathan interrupted my chain of thought. He grabbed my 
hair and pulled me around and I sucked his cock clean 
without being told. When I was done he stood up and 
went over and opened the front door. 

I might have known! In walked Terrill with his damned 
movie camera. He never said a word. He just walked over 
to the televisions and hooked his camera up to the cord 
that was still attached to the set.

Dennis covered his crotch with his hands and watched 
Terrill come inside and move around purposefully. He 
was even more nervous now. I knew that he had every 
reason to be. My mind replayed what had just taken 
place and I knew that Dennis was going to just about 
die when he saw what was on that tape.

Terrill finished hooking up the camera and turned the 
TV on. He pushed play on the camera and then he sat on 
the couch and called me over. As I walked over to him 
on my knees he looked at Nathan and said, "That was 
pretty fucking hot. I couldn't believe the fucking wuss 
just caved like that! I thought he was going to go 
ahead and suck your fucking cock there for a minute."

I moved between Terrill's legs and began sucking him 
off as the three men stared at the television. I guess 
Dennis must have looked away because Nathan slapped the 
back of his head and said, "Keep watching asshole!"

I couldn't see it, thankfully. I was grateful that 
there was no sound. I could just concentrate on 
satisfying Terrill. 

As they watched they must have come to the part where 
Dennis kissed Nathan's cock. I heard Nathan say, "I bet 
your family would love to see that Dennis. Oh yeah! 
Look at that! That's some great tongue action there. 
Look at your face dude. You look disappointed that I 
didn't make you suck me off."

I heard Dennis sob quietly and Nathan sat down on the 
arm of his chair and said, "Don't feel so bad man. 
Jesus, I hate it when one of my bitches cries. It just 
about breaks my fucking heart. Don't worry Dennis. 
You'll get another chance at that big, black cock. 
Shit, if I had known you wanted to suck it that bad I 
would have let you!"

Just then Terrill came in my mouth and I sucked his cum 
down and then held his cock in my mouth until he pushed 
me away. He turned to Dennis and said, "Man, it's just 
not right that a limp dick bastard like you should have 
a piece of prime pussy like this all to yourself. You 
didn't have a clue what to do with her ass. When she 
told me she had never sucked a cock until yesterday I 
was so shocked I almost couldn't stick my cock down her 
throat."

Dennis stared at Terrill for a moment and then he 
turned to Nathan and asked, "What do you want?"

Nathan said, "I already told you Dennis. Weren't you 
paying attention? You just go on with your life like 
nothing has changed. Me and my friends are going to be 
coming over from time to time to fuck your wife. I'll 
be taking her out when I'm in the mood and I may let 
you come along to watch. I know! You can be my driver! 
Now, me and Terrill have to go home. We're just kids 
you know. We have school tomorrow. I'm going to take my 
bitch down the hall and pick out what I want her to 
wear to school tomorrow. Then she can drive us home. I 
suggest you just chill."

Nathan stood up and nodded for me to follow him. We 
went to my bedroom and he looked over the clothes that 
he had picked out for me at Goodwill earlier today. He 
selected a short dress that buttoned down the front. It 
was pretty revealing, though not as bad as the things 
that he had gotten from Jamie. He told me that he 
wanted me to wear it tomorrow. I was not allowed to 
wear underwear and I was to leave the two buttons at 
the top and the bottom unbuttoned.

I nodded and he led me back out to the living room. 
Terrill had dressed again and he had unplugged his 
camera from the television. He removed two DVDs from 
his camera bag and handed them to Nathan. Nathan handed 
them to Dennis and said, "Here, these are the slut's 
first two movies. The first one is from our first time 
together. It is pretty hot. The second one is my slut 
and the fourteen year old boy next door. By the way, I 
told him he could fuck her any time he wanted to. So if 
he comes over I don't want you to give him any shit. 
You understand that Dennis?"

Dennis just nodded dejectedly. Then Nathan pulled me 
towards the door. I cried out for him to wait for me to 
put something on but he said, "Don't worry about it 
bitch. It's dark out. You'll be okay."

He pulled me outside and I grabbed my purse on the way 
out. I rushed to the car and hurriedly slid into the 
driver's seat. When the boys were in the car I started 
it and backed out of my driveway and there were three 
teenage boys standing at the curb staring with their 
mouths open as I drove away.

I drove to Terrill's house and dropped him off. Then 
Nathan gave me directions and I drove him home. Before 
he got out he said, "Remember this address. I may call 
you up and have you drive over at any time of the day 
or night. You know better than to say no, don't you 
bitch?"

I nodded and he got out and closed the door. I drove 
home carefully. I was terrified of being stopped by a 
cop for something on the way home. I looked all around 
as I pulled up into the driveway and I didn't see 
anyone around. I sat in my car for a minute. I dreaded 
facing Dennis. 

I got out of my car finally and dashed to the door. I 
remembered that Terrill had taken my door key. I 
suddenly panicked. What if Dennis had locked the door?! 

I was actually surprised when it opened and I hurriedly 
slipped in and shut the door. I was surprised again to 
find that Dennis was watching the movies that Nathan 
had given him and he had another hard on!

He glanced up at me and it was like he didn't even see 
me. He looked back at the television and never said a 
word.

I put my purse down and moved around to see what he was 
watching. I saw Nathan fucking me as I lay on my back 
on the rug. I had my arms around him and a look that 
was somewhere between lust and bliss on my face. I saw 
my lips move and even though there was no sound it was 
obvious that I was screaming at Nathan to fuck me. I 
turned away and went into the kitchen and got one of 
Nathan's beers out of the refrigerator. I gulped it 
down in less than a minute and then I got another one 
and sat at the kitchen table. I couldn't face Dennis 
and I didn't want to be in the room while he watched 
that DVD. It was too humiliating. 

Besides, I didn't expect Dennis to ever speak to me 
again. There wasn't any sense in sitting in there with 
him and making him suffer more just from having to look 
at me now that he knew what I had become.

I finished my second beer at a more reasonable pace and 
got another one out. I couldn't remember for sure but I 
don't think I had eaten anything but cum today and not 
much more than that yesterday. The alcohol was really 
starting to hit me and I was so grateful. I really 
needed to be numb right now.


Chapter Twelve
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I have no idea how long it was before Dennis came in 
and stood staring at me with an expression I really 
could not decipher. After a minute or two he asked, 
"You drink beer now?"

I started crying quietly and answered, "I had to. I 
needed something to make me numb."

I paused a moment and then I said, "I'm sorry Dennis."

He looked like he was trying to think of something to 
say but I stopped him. "Don't say anything. I 
understand. I don't expect you to forgive me. I'm not 
asking you to. I just want you to know that I'm sorry. 
I didn't mean for any of this to happen. I know you 
want me out of your life now. I don't know where to 
go."

I put my head down on my arms then and cried quietly. I 
felt a hand on my head and I jumped, startled. I 
thought he had left the room.

I sat up and without even looking up at him I said, 
"Don't touch me Dennis. I'm...you know what I am now. 
You saw it. I'm ruined." I chuckled mirthlessly and 
said, "I'm broken. It's okay. I don't expect you to 
feel anything for me anymore."

He pulled out the chair next to me and sat down. I 
suddenly noticed as he sat down that he had finally put 
his pants back on. I couldn't look him in the eye 
though. I was much too ashamed.

We sat together in silence for a long time until he 
asked, "What happened?"

I wiped my eyes on a paper napkin that was lying on the 
table and cleared my throat. In a quiet, and dead calm 
voice I said, "You saw. I disobeyed you. I let him come 
here to help him with his studies and...and he did 
those things to me. And it wasn't rape Dennis. I lost 
control. I let him do those things and when it was 
happening to me I...I don't know. I guess I went a 
little crazy. He made me feel things I never felt 
before and I went crazy. You saw it."

I took another big sip of my beer and then I said, 
"When he was done he opened the door and there was 
Terrill with the camera. Dennis, what you saw, that was 
the tame stuff. I couldn't even tell you the things 
they made me do after that. I'm having trouble 
believing it myself. But I don't have any choice now. I 
just keep doing what they tell me and it just keeps 
getting worse. I'm trapped now. There is no way out of 
this. They have those movies. Oh god Dennis! I am so 
sorry!"

I felt his arms go around me and I tried to pull away. 
I shook my head violently and sobbed, "No Dennis. You 
don't..."

He didn't let me finish. He pulled me into his arms and 
he held me and he kissed my face. I tried to turn away 
but he forced his lips against mine and kissed me 
forcefully. I gave up. I put my arms around his neck 
and held him close. I didn't understand why he was 
doing this. I just knew that I really needed to be 
held.

We sat like that until I stopped crying and when I 
straightened up he picked up the bottle of beer and 
sniffed it. He made a wry face and asked, "Does this 
help?"

I shrugged and said, "Not much. A little. Once you have 
had a few the taste isn't quite as bad. He made me buy 
some wine too but I haven't tried it yet. I don't know 
what it tastes like."

He put my beer down and went over and got two more of 
them out of the refrigerator and brought them back to 
the table. He opened them and handed me one of them. He 
took a sip of his and made a face. I smiled and said, 
"Yeah, it's awful. But it's better than remembering."

He took a couple more sips and then he put the bottle 
down and said, "I suppose you have tried to think of 
some way out of this?"

I nodded. "I don't know where those DVDs are or how 
many there are. And he is such a cruel boy. I'm scared 
of him now. He was so devious. He must have planned 
this for a long time. He made me think he was such a 
sweet, naïve young man and I bought it. I bought the 
whole act."

Dennis said, "Yes, he is scary. But we can't just give 
up. He will make life unbearable for both of us. He 
doesn't care if he destroys you and me and our parents. 
No, I think that it isn't that he doesn't care. I think 
that he would enjoy it. We can't let him. We have to 
fight back."

I looked at Dennis. It was obvious that he was sincere 
of course. But he was just whistling in the dark. He 
was just as helpless now as I was. 

I looked at the clock on the microwave and saw that it 
was almost eleven. I was always in bed by nine on a 
school night. I gulped down the last few sips of beer 
and stood up. I looked down at Dennis and asked, "Do 
you want me to sleep in the guest room?"

He reached out and took my hand and shook his head. 

He seemed sincere but I couldn't believe that he would 
want to be near me now. I said, "It's okay Dennis. I 
would understand. I wouldn't hold it against you. I saw 
those DVDs and I know what you went through tonight 
because of me. You have every right to kick me right 
out of the house."

He nodded and said, "Yeah, I know. And if someone had 
presented me with this horrible set of facts and asked 
me what I would do I would have said that I would throw 
you out on your ass. I don't understand why I don't 
feel that way though. I think what I want to do is go 
to bed and hold you in my arms and try to go to sleep."

"Tomorrow, and quite a few tomorrows after that are 
going to be difficult. Much more so for you than for 
me. We are going to need our rest. It won't be right 
away, but we are going to find some way out of this. If 
not, then I guess we either run away or kill the son of 
a bitch."

We went down the hall to our bedroom and I watched 
Dennis get undressed and put his pajamas on. I stood 
watching as he got in bed and then he threw the covers 
back for me to get in beside him. 

I stared at him and finally I asked, "I don't get it 
Dennis. Why are you being so nice to me?"

He looked me right in the eye and said, "It turns out I 
love you. And I guess I have a guilty conscience."

That startled me. "Why? What do you feel guilty about? 
You are a victim in this!"

"So are you Amanda." He replied. "The thing that 
bothers me most though is that I watched that first DVD 
tonight and I had a hard on all the way through it. And 
you know what? I'm looking forward to watching the 
second one tomorrow night."

Now I was as confused as he obviously was. I stared at 
him for a moment and he continued, "And you may not 
have noticed, but I had three orgasms tonight during 
all of that kinky sex. I liked having your mouth on me 
and even though I hated seeing you getting raped like 
that tonight, I am embarrassed to say that watching it 
turned me on. So you aren't the only one with a guilty 
conscience. Now get in bed."

I crawled into bed and Dennis pulled me close and 
kissed me before I turned onto my side and we curled up 
together. His hand moved over my naked body and he 
kissed my shoulder. This was the first time in our 
marriage that I had gone to bed naked.

We didn't speak and although he toyed with my breast 
for a few minutes before we finally went to sleep we 
didn't do anything but cuddle. We lay there in the dark 
for a while before we went to sleep and I realized how 
much I had missed him this weekend. I wanted to tell 
him that. I wanted to tell him that I loved him. I 
wanted to apologize again. But instead I just lay in 
his arms and cried softly until I fell asleep.

When I woke up he was already in the bathroom. I got up 
and went in and sat on the toilet while he brushed his 
teeth. When I started to pee he turned around and 
stared. We had never been in the bathroom at the same 
time before and he was surprised that I was being so 
casual about it now.

I wiped myself and stood up and went over and put my 
arms around him while he finished brushing his teeth 
and then started shaving. I kissed his back and held 
him tight and said, "I'm so sorry Dennis. Thank you for 
last night. I needed you to hold me so much." 

I paused and then I asked, "Do you think we can survive 
this?"

He finished shaving and turned around and took me in 
his arms and hugged me. He said, "I learned a lot about 
myself that I didn't know last night. I'm not sure how 
I feel about the things that I learned. But I also 
learned how much I love you and yes, I know that we can 
survive this."

We kissed then and while we were kissing I untied his 
pajama bottoms and let them fall to the floor. He 
watched me drop to the floor and take his cock in my 
mouth, of my own free will this time, and suck it 
lovingly until he came in my mouth. 

When I had swallowed I looked up to see how he reacted, 
besides the obvious reaction of course, and I was 
relieved to see that he was looking at me with 
affection in his eyes. He pulled me to my feet and held 
me close and said, "I guess we have been missing out on 
a lot of...interesting experiences. Maybe when this is 
all over it won't have been a total loss."

I hugged him and said, "How would you like another new 
experience?" I went over and turned the water on in the 
shower and then I pulled him in and washed him all 
over. He then helped me and when we got out and were 
drying off he said, "I have never had an erection all 
the way through a shower before."

I reached over and held his still erect cock and said, 
"How would you like to be a little late for work?"

He grinned for the first time since he got home and 
said, "I would like that. But we have a meeting 
scheduled this morning that I cannot miss. I hope I 
don't screw it up too bad because all I am going to be 
able to think about is getting home and...well, we'll 
see."

We went into the bedroom and got dressed. He put on his 
normal clothing while I put on that little dress I had 
to wear today and a pair of shoes. It didn't take long 
to get dressed.

Dennis watched me and I saw that he was getting hard 
again. I was glad. I needed him to get turned on or we 
would never get through this.

He shook his head and said, "I can't believe you are 
going to go to work like that. But I have to admit, you 
sure look hot."

I looked at myself in the mirror and said, "I can't 
believe I'm going to work like this either. And I can't 
help wondering if I will still have a job by the end of 
the day."

Dennis came up behind me and put his arms around me and 
said, "You could always be a model. You are so 
beautiful."

I took his hand from my waist and kissed it and said, 
"I hope you still think I am beautiful when this is 
over. If this is ever over."

We had screwed around so much that we didn't have time 
for breakfast. I saw him out the door and I made myself 
a sandwich for my lunch and grabbed my purse and drove 
to school.

When I arrived I sat in my car in the staff parking 
area and looked at all of the people around, both staff 
and students. I wondered how many of the students that 
I was about to walk by had seen me naked or seen 
pictures of me naked this weekend. I wondered what my 
co-workers were going to think of me in my new mini 
dress. It was obvious that I wasn't wearing a bra. With 
those top two buttons not buttoned my cleavage extended 
down past my breasts. I could also make out the outline 
of my nipples through the thin material. I was going to 
alter the heart rate and blood flow of a lot of males 
this morning.

I took a deep breath and opened my door and tried to 
look normal as I walked through the throng of students 
waiting for the bell to ring. I heard a lot of 
conversations come to a sudden stop as I neared. I also 
heard a few whistles as I passed by. I knew I was 
blushing and I couldn't control it. I was furious with 
myself but there was nothing I could do about it.

It seemed to take an hour to get through the crowd and 
get through the door. The hall was nearly empty so I 
didn't get much reaction to my outfit until I got to my 
office. The secretary wasn't in yet. I wasn't worried 
about her anyway. She was a slightly ditzy young blonde 
who didn't dress much different than the way that I was 
dressed now.

I was more worried about my assistant. My assistant was 
Larry Cable. He was fifty years old and out of shape 
and overweight. He had been passed over for the 
position I held and he resented me. He didn't say or do 
anything overt, nothing that I could actually complain 
about. He tried very hard to talk to my face and not to 
my chest and he was sometimes successful. He never said 
the wrong thing, though he sometimes made suggestive 
remarks, or at least remarks that could be taken the 
wrong way.

His biggest problem though, was that he did sloppy 
work. I had to correct or make him rewrite many of his 
reports. He was just lazy. Every time I gave him back a 
paper or a report that needed to be redone he bristled 
with resentment. He never said anything. But the air 
would be thick with resentment.

He was in the secretary's office when I entered and 
when he turned around to say good morning his words 
froze in his throat. He didn't even bother to try not 
to stare. 

I said good morning and passed hurriedly through to my 
office and sat at my desk. I tried to pull my skirt 
down to cover my exposed pussy but every move I made 
caused it to ride back up so I just gave up and pulled 
my chair under my desk. 

I looked up to see Larry watching me with is mouth 
open. When I looked up he finally said, "Nice dress 
Amanda!"

I knew that he wanted to say more. I could see it in 
his eyes. Thankfully he didn't dare. We spend our first 
hour every morning going over student progress reports 
for our hard cases. He went to his office, which had a 
connecting door to mine, to get his paperwork. 

As soon as he was out of sight I realized that I was so 
anxious to sit down and hide behind my desk that I had 
forgotten to get my coffee. I thought about skipping it 
this morning, but that wasn't even an option. I 
desperately needed a cup of coffee, this morning more 
than ever.

I got back up and went out to the coffee pot out front. 
I poured a cup of coffee and added a little sugar. When 
I got back into my office Larry had pulled his chair up 
beside my desk in the usual place. That had never been 
a problem before, but I had never worn a dress like 
this before.

I set my cup down and did my best to sit down without 
putting on too much of a show for Larry. It didn't go 
well. He stared at my legs openly as I took my seat and 
I am sure that he got a brief glimpse of my pussy 
before I could pull my chair in under my desk. If there 
was any doubt it was erased when I looked at his face 
after I pulled my chair in and saw how red he was.

I reached down and opened my desk drawer to pull out 
the file I needed and as I leaned down I was aware that 
now he was able to look right down the top of my dress. 
I wanted to say the hell with it, let him look. But I 
just wasn't made that way. This was incredibly 
embarrassing for me. I was pretty sure that he had been 
able to see far too much of my breast. 

I sat up quickly and he was staring at me with a 
confused but excited look on his face. I didn't need to 
see it to know that he must have an erection by now. 

I put my folder down and took a couple of sips of 
coffee and tried to settle down. I suddenly realized 
that my whole body was tingling as if I were excited. 
Christ! What was wrong with me?! I don't even like this 
ugly old man. How in the hell could I be getting 
excited about being exposed to him and giving him an 
erection?!

I took another sip of coffee to calm myself and it 
occurred to me that it wasn't turning Larry on that was 
exciting me. It was being exposed, and especially being 
exposed against my will to a man that I didn't like. As 
soon as I realized it I was even more disturbed. That 
was totally out of character for me and I didn't want 
to be like that.

I was brought back to the present by Larry shuffling 
papers around and I opened my folder and we got to 
work. I started feeling better once I began to 
concentrate on my job. The first hour passed quickly 
and we were just about to separate and start seeing our 
appointments when the secretary stuck her head in and 
said, "Mr. Vick is here. He brought Nathan White from 
his first class. There was a problem."


Chapter Thirteen
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My stomach was in an instant knot as Mr. Vick, the 
assistant principal pushed past my secretary and said 
sarcastically, "I brought our star pupil in. He was 
talking back to Mrs. Ingram. I know that it isn't going 
to do any good, but would you have a talk with him Mrs. 
Hall?"

I nodded and Mr. Vick stepped out of the way and Nathan 
sauntered in. The secretary closed my door and Larry 
turned to face Nathan with a severe look on his face. 
It was standard procedure when I was interviewing any 
male student taken out of class for a discipline 
problem that Larry be present, at least during the 
initial session. 

I reached for the button on my desk that turned on the 
little red light in the outer office. I did it without 
even thinking and now we wouldn't be disturbed.

I looked up at Nathan and I was at a total loss. There 
was no doubt in my mind that he had intentionally 
gotten sent to my office.

Before I could think of anything to say, Nathan turned 
to Larry and asked confidently, "Mr. Cable, how would 
you like it if I could make your job a whole lot more 
fun?"

Larry looked at Nathan and wasn't sure what he was up 
to. He didn't say anything, just watched as Nathan 
moved casually around my desk and stood by my chair. I 
sat paralyzed with fear and I guess Larry was just too 
stunned to move as Nathan reached out with one hand and 
slowly unbuttoned the front of my dress while his other 
hand unzipped his pants and slowly pulled his long cock 
free.

When my breasts were totally exposed he moved closer 
and rubbed the head of his cock on my lips and said, 
"Open wide Mrs. Hall."

I opened my mouth and as he shoved his cock inside and 
I started sucking he said, "That's a good girl."

He turned back to Larry and said, "She looks good with 
a cock in her mouth and her tits out, doesn't she Mr. 
Cable?"

I sat unresisting as he turned my head and began to 
thrust his cock right down my throat in slow, 
deliberate strokes. I listened as he said, "If you 
would like, Mr. Cable, I can order her to let you fuck 
her whenever you want. Or if you like you can have her 
take her dress off and crawl under your desk and suck 
your cock. Anything you want, this slut will do it. 
Won't you cunt?"

I had tears running down my cheeks and dripping down 
onto my exposed breasts now. I couldn't talk of course, 
my mouth was full. I managed to mumble a recognizably 
affirmative answer around his cock. Not long after that 
he sped up and soon he was filling my mouth with cum. 
He stepped back and put his cock away and sat on the 
corner of my desk. He looked at me, and then he reached 
out and caught a dribble of his cum that had escaped 
when he withdrew his cock from my mouth and stuck his 
finger in my mouth to be cleaned. I sucked his finger 
clean and he left it in my mouth while he turned back 
to Larry and said, "I'm serious dude. Look at her. Go 
ahead, pull your dick out. She'll suck it for you."

I was facing forward again and I could see Larry's 
face. It was obvious that he wanted very much to take 
Nathan up on his offer. He just couldn't decide if it 
was worth facing the consequences if something went 
wrong. 

I suspect that Larry had had an erection since I came 
into the office this morning and he was thinking with 
that other head. He must have thought, and I guess I 
can't blame him, that it was too good an offer to 
refuse.

I watched as he stood up and for just a second I had a 
faint hope that he was about to put Nathan in his 
place. But I wasn't surprised when he started to unzip 
his pants and struggled to pull his cock out. I watched 
it bobble as he walked around the side of my desk and 
stood beside my chair with his very fat cock sticking 
straight out under his large stomach. His cock was 
probably only average in length, but he had the fattest 
one that I had ever seen.

Nathan pulled his finger out of my mouth and sat there 
watching as I turned and took Larry's cock in my mouth. 
It wasn't all that short I guess. It was shorter than 
Nathan's, but it was longer than my husband's. I was 
soon taking it down my throat as Larry leaned down and 
squeezed one of my breasts and swore quietly. 

In a very short time he reached up and grabbed my head 
in both hands and held me tight while he fucked my face 
roughly until he shot his cum down my throat. He held 
me there like that after he came until he stopped 
panting. He finally pulled his cock out of my mouth and 
stared down at me. His gaze went from my face with the 
tears of humiliation running down my cheeks to my 
exposed breasts to my exposed pussy.

He was fascinated by all of my exposed flesh and 
couldn't stop staring. Finally he said, "I'll be a son 
of a bitch!" and then he sat back down and tried to 
wrap his tiny brain around what had just happened.

Nathan waited until I had wiped the tears from my eyes 
and then he tossed a pad of hall passes to me and said, 
"Sign that bitch. I have to go."

While I was signing his hall pass he said, "Don't 
forget, you have to let Mr. Cable do anything he wants 
to you from now on. If he tells me that you gave him a 
hard time I'm going to be pissed. You don't want me 
pissed, do you Amanda?" 

I just looked down in despair and said, "No Nathan."

As Nathan started for my door I hurriedly covered my 
breasts. He left and Larry got up and went over and 
looked out at the students waiting to see us. He said, 
"Sorry to keep you waiting. Give us one more minute 
please."

He shut my door and came over to my desk and this time 
there was no hesitation. He reached into my top and 
grabbed my breast and asked, "Why are you letting him 
tell you what to do Amanda?"

I just shook my head and said, "I have to Larry. I 
don't have any choice."

He realized that he had the perfect opportunity to make 
me atone for all of the trouble I had caused him since 
I started working here and he didn't feel any sympathy 
for me at all, despite my obvious distress. I actually 
think he was getting a kick out of it!

He continued to squeeze and pull on my breast and he 
asked, "So from now on I can walk up to you and grab 
your tits or bend you over the desk any time I want and 
you can't do a damned thing about it! Fuck me! I've 
been thinking about how hot it would be to fuck your 
sweet ass ever since you came here and took the job I 
was supposed to get. I owe that kid a big one!"

He took his hand out of my top finally and I hurriedly 
buttoned it back up to where it had been. Larry went 
over and called in the kids that we were supposed to 
have been counseling for the last half hour and he went 
to his office.

I didn't do any of the kids that I saw any favors 
between the time Nathan left my office and noon when we 
broke for lunch. They all stared blatantly at my 
exposed flesh and my mind was in such turmoil that I 
couldn't concentrate. What I did wasn't counseling. It 
was more like small talk.

I had no doubt that I wouldn't have time to eat my 
sandwich at lunch time today and I was right. As soon 
as the last student left and our secretary went to 
lunch, Larry closed the outer door and came into my 
office and closed and locked my door. I knew it was 
coming but Jesus I was dreading it.

He leered at me as he ordered me to stand up. I got to 
my feet and he told me to stand in the middle of my 
office and take my dress off. It really upset me, being 
dominated by this dirty old man in my own office. In 
some ways it was worse than when all of those old black 
men had fucked me at Cobb's little backyard restaurant. 
I had just gone from being in charge to being Larry's 
sex slave. 

He made me stand in front of him and hold my tits out 
for him. He didn't touch me at first. He was having fun 
just humiliating me. I cupped my breasts and held them 
for him and then he wanted to see me pinch my nipples 
and see how far out from my body I could pull them. 

When that no longer amused him he ordered me to turn 
around, spread my legs and bend over and rest my hands 
flat on the floor. He touched me for the first time 
since earlier that morning. He lightly ran his finger 
tip through my exposed slit a few times. Then he 
ordered me to reach back and spread the cheeks of my 
ass.

He teased my ass for a moment and then he ordered me to 
stand up and turn around again. When I was facing him 
he ordered me to spread my legs and reach down and open 
my pussy up so that he could look inside of me. I 
glanced at the clock on the wall and I saw that only 
twelve minutes had passed since he began this degrading 
exercise. I still had forty-eight minutes to go! 

He stood up and started unbuckling his belt. I just 
stared at the clock until he said, "Okay bitch, go over 
there and bend over your desk and stick your ass out 
for me."

I was afraid that he was going to try to stick that fat 
cock in my ass but he didn't. He stood behind me and 
kicked my legs apart and I felt him guiding the head of 
his cock into my pussy. I was embarrassed about how wet 
I was. He didn't seem to notice though.

As soon as his cock entered me he grabbed my hips and 
began to fuck me roughly. The first couple of strokes 
were painful but then I began to adjust to his fat cock 
and I just held on and bit my lip to keep from grunting 
too loudly.

He fucked me like that for a few minutes and then he 
pulled out and he ordered me to turn around and lay 
down on my desk on my back. I moved a few things out of 
the way to make room and got up on my desk as he 
ordered.

Larry grabbed my legs and put them over his shoulders 
and shoved his cock back inside of me. He pulled my ass 
a little closer to the edge of the desk and then he 
began fucking me even more violently. My breasts were 
swinging around like crazy and it was painful but when 
I tried to hold them still he ordered me to take my 
hands away because he liked the way they moved when he 
fucked me.

I lay my hands flat on my desk and just held on and 
tried not to think about how my life was spiraling out 
of control. Near the end, just in the last minute or 
so, Larry started talking to me as he fucked me. He 
started out quiet but got louder as he neared orgasm. 
He was saying things like, "You hot fucking bitch. God 
I love your cunt. I'm going to fuck you like the pig 
slut you are. Sucking off black boys, what kind of 
fucking pig are you? I saw you suck that boy's cock and 
swallow his fucking cum. You let him do anything he 
wants, don't you slut? Fucking pig!"

He started slamming into me even harder and he made a 
noise that was almost like a growl. A moment later he 
tensed up and I knew he was cumming inside of me. When 
he finally pulled out of me I reached up and massaged 
my breasts. They were very sore from swaying around on 
my chest so violently.

Larry watched me for a second or two and then he pulled 
his cock out and ordered me to get down on my knees and 
clean him up. He seemed to think that was going to 
gross me out. He didn't know what I had been through in 
the last few days.

I knelt in front of him and sucked his cock clean. It 
wasn't even what I was doing that upset me so much. It 
was who I was doing it with that was so devastating. 
When his cock was clean I licked his testicles and when 
they were clean I straightened out. I didn't want to 
keep licking and get him going again. I needed to clean 
up before the bell rang. I went to my desk and got a 
couple of tissues and wiped my pussy and my thighs. I 
turned to Larry and said, "I have to go clean up before 
the students start coming in again."

He just nodded and I put my dress on and buttoned up 
those buttons that I was permitted to button. I rushed 
to the faculty restroom and dampened some paper towel 
and went into a stall and cleaned myself as well as I 
could. 

I got back to my office just before the bell but when I 
went in I could smell a strong odor of cum in the air. 
I opened my window and let some fresh air in. Beyond 
that all I could do is hope that no one would notice. I 
found some old gum in my desk and was able to get rid 
of the taste of cum and freshen my breath just before 
my secretary came in and let me know that my first 
afternoon appointment was here. 

One of the things that I liked about my job was that at 
three o'clock the madhouse quieted down. Most of the 
students left and I had an hour to complete reports in 
relative peace.

It wasn't quite as peaceful this afternoon. Larry 
didn't feel comfortable abusing me with the secretary 
in the front office so I got groped a few times when he 
got the chance but that was it. I suspect that he had 
pretty much done what he could do when he had his 
second orgasm of the day.

I forced myself to concentrate and managed to get my 
paperwork done by four. Larry had already snuck out a 
few minutes early. He tended to do that every day and I 
didn't say anything. I was always more comfortable 
after he left. I let the secretary go and I was getting 
ready to leave when Nathan came in with two freshman 
boys. 

I was so upset when I saw them I almost screamed. I 
thought it was over for the day! Shit! I even had my 
purse in my hand, ready to leave.

I dropped my purse and turned to face the three of 
them. Nathan closed the door to my office and leaned 
back against it. I saw that the two boys with him 
looked nervous. They probably thought that whatever 
Nathan had told them was a line of bull and they were 
being had and were about to be in a lot of trouble.

I wish!

Nathan said, "Strip Amanda. My boys here want to see 
what you look like without your clothes on. Then they 
are going to fuck you."

These boys weren't like Nathan. They were fourteen or 
fifteen and they looked it. I was almost positive just 
from looking at them that they were both virgins. I 
sighed deeply and began to unbutton my dress. The more 
skin I uncovered the wider their eyes got.

There weren't that many buttons and it didn't take that 
long. I took the dress off and placed it on my desk. 
When I was naked Nathan said, "Go ahead guys. Check her 
out."

They approached me nervously but it had become obvious 
when I undressed on command that whatever Nathan had 
told them was true and I was going to let them look at 
me and touch me and then fuck me. 

They stood on either side of me and their soft, sweaty 
palms began to explore my body clumsily. It wasn't in 
the least exciting for me, just degrading. But they 
were enjoying it. They both had uncomfortable looking 
erections tenting in their pants.

Nathan gave them a few minutes to play with my body and 
then he ordered me to get down on my hands and knees. I 
looked up at him and saw that he had Terrill's camera 
pointed at us. I wanted to protest but I kept quiet. I 
knew he wouldn't listen to anything I had to say and 
what the hell, it was just two more little boys I was 
fucking on film. I was already screwed. What difference 
did two more make?

I got down and I kept my eyes on the floor as the two 
boys opened their pants up and took their places. There 
was no discussion so I guess they had already decided 
who was going to do what to me.

I spread my legs a little wider and then concentrated 
on the cock in my mouth as the boys had what was 
probably their first sexual experience. It didn't last 
long. They both came in less than five minutes without 
making a sound. They dressed quickly and thanked 
Nathan. He nodded magnanimously and opened the door 
with me still kneeling naked on the floor. The boys 
left and I heard them chattering excitedly as they 
hurried from the building.

Nathan allowed me to dress and when I was ready to go 
he said, "I'm not going to be able to come over 
tonight. I have things to do. I may send someone else, 
and if I do you better do what you are told. Got it 
bitch?"

I nodded.

He said, "I want you to wear another of your new 
outfits tomorrow. You looked pretty hot today. Keep up 
the good work. You know what I like to see. Don't 
button any buttons you don't have to."

He started to leave and I said, "Nathan, Terrill has my 
house key. I forgot to get my husband's this morning. 
Is there any way of getting that back now?"

Nathan smiled that devious smile of his and reached 
into his pocket and pulled out a key ring with a dozen 
keys on it. They were all the same. They were all 
copies of my house key!

He handed me one of them and then he left. I stood 
there with my heart in my throat for a few minutes. He 
was giving my house key out to people! I could never 
feel safe in my house again.

I wiped fresh tears from my eyes and started to leave 
when I felt something on my thigh. I closed my door and 
took a handful of tissue and wiped my thigh and my 
pussy. At last I was able to leave. It was after four-
thirty now and the grounds were deserted. 

I walked to my car and headed home. I got there at five 
and hurried inside. I started to lock my front door as 
I usually did but then I realized how silly that would 
be now. I had no privacy any longer. I would feel safer 
when Dennis got home in an hour or so, but even then I 
wasn't safe. Any man or boy could enter my house at any 
time and order me to do any damned thing that turned 
him on and I would have to do it. Dennis would be 
powerless to stop it.

I went to my room and took off my soiled dress and took 
a hot shower. I started to put my robe on but then I 
remembered that Nathan had told me not to wear clothes 
at home. I didn't think he would find out if I did, but 
I didn't dare take any chances.

I went out to the kitchen and got a glass of ice water 
and then did some housework. I couldn't just sit and I 
didn't want to watch television. I washed the dirty 
laundry that Dennis had brought home from his trip and 
I was about to start supper when there was a knock on 
the door.

I looked through the peephole and I saw that it was 
David from next door. I opened the door a foot and 
asked him what he wanted. He was a little nervous, but 
he was determined. I saw it in his eyes. He looked me 
right in the eye and said, "Nathan said I could come 
over and fuck you if he wasn't here. I was watching 
when you came home so I know he isn't here. I want to 
fuck you Mrs. Hall."

I looked across the two driveways at his house and 
asked, "Is your mother home David?"

He nodded and said, "Yeah. She's cooking supper. I told 
her that you asked me to look at your computer."

David was a budding expert on computers and I did ask 
him to help me with my computer from time to time. I 
stepped back and let him in and he saw that I was 
naked. That put a smile on his face.

I led him back to my bed but just as he walked up 
behind me and reached around and grabbed my breasts I 
said, "Wait a minute David. Let's do this in the guest 
room."

He didn't care. I didn't want to do it in my bed. I 
didn't want the smell of sex with other people 
lingering in my bedroom when my husband came home. I 
took his hand and led him into the next room and helped 
him take his clothes off. 

His cock had been hard since I opened the door and 
since he didn't request oral sex I didn't offer. I got 
in bed and David scrambled up on top of me and started 
stabbing blindly with his small cock. 

I reached down and guided him into me and before I 
closed my eyes I saw the lust in his face as he began 
to fuck me with short, unpleasant strokes. It seemed 
like he lasted a little longer than the first time he 
had been allowed to have sex with me, but not much. For 
me it had been almost a non event. It was just one more 
degrading act in a long list of degrading acts. At 
least there had been no pain and he hadn't made me 
entertain him in some disgusting way. He hadn't gone 
out of his way to degrade me like so many men and boys 
have in the last three days. He had a quick orgasm and 
jumped off the bed without a word and started to dress.

I said, "Hold on David! You can't go home smelling like 
that. Your mother will know you just had sex. Let me 
clean you up first. I led him into the bathroom and 
used a warm cloth to clean him. When he was clean I 
told him to let himself out and I got back in the 
shower and rinsed off. I even used the shower massager 
to clean my pussy out a little. I wanted to be as fresh 
as possible when Dennis got home.


Chapter Fourteen
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After David left I started supper and it was not much 
later that Dennis finally got home. He looked at me 
when he came in and smiled. He said, "I'm sorry, I know 
this is rough on you. And I know that of the two of us 
I was always the one that was so uptight. But I have to 
say, there is one thing that has changed that I find 
I'm quite happy about. You look beautiful Amanda. It 
occurs to me that if I had not been such an ass the 
things that happened since I went to Atlanta would 
never have happened. I'm sorry. I guess that doesn't 
mean much after what you have gone through, or what you 
are going through."

I walked over and put my arms around Dennis and held 
him for a minute. He put his arms around me and I 
leaned back and said, "I won't deny that if I hadn't 
been so frustrated I might have been less susceptible. 
But I knew better. You saw that movie. I was a willing 
participant right from the start. I don't blame you. 
All I ask is that until we get out of this mess you try 
not to hold what happens against me."

He kissed me and said, "I promise not to hold it 
against you if you promise not to get too upset when I 
get an erection. I don't want to see you hurt, but some 
of the things I saw in that movie got me pretty 
excited. And I don't suppose that you have forgotten 
how I reacted when I came home last night."

"It's going to get worse," I told him. "Nathan has a 
handful of duplicates of our front door key on a key 
ring. He is giving them out to people so that they can 
come here and use me. I don't know who he is giving 
them to, but you need to be prepared for strange men to 
start dropping in. Now go get changed, supper is almost 
ready."

Dennis came back out a few minutes later and we sat 
down to dinner. After we ate we decided to try a glass 
of Nathan's wine. What the hell, I paid for it. I 
opened one of the bottles at random. I knew nothing 
about wine and neither did Dennis. We didn't have wine 
glasses so we used water glasses. It was a red wine and 
it had been cheap. That was all that I knew about it.

It was a little strong, but we sipped it slowly and 
after a few sips it was actually pretty pleasant. While 
we drank the wine and relaxed I told him what had 
happened to me at school today. He tried to hide it but 
I saw that his cock kept getting hard. It really 
embarrassed him and I didn't want that. I reached over 
and placed my hand on it and smiled and said, "Stop 
worrying about it Dennis. It isn't your fault. Men are 
just wired that way. I learned all about you horny 
bastards in graduate school. That was one of the things 
that attracted me to you. You were different. You had 
self control. I only learned recently that too much 
self control is as bad as too little. Lighten up. I 
don't get upset when you have an erection."

I suppose most women would under the circumstances. It 
really didn't seem to bother me though. I was still 
kind of shocked that he was talking to me, much less 
able to kiss me and hold me after what he had seen.

He gave me a hand and we cleaned up the kitchen and 
went into the living room. I knew what he wanted to 
watch. He was embarrassed about it, but he wanted to 
watch the DVD of me with David. I didn't mind. I had 
seen it and compared to the first one this one was kind 
of sweet. Well, maybe not sweet. But it was a lot 
lighter viewing than the first DVD of me and Nathan 
taken through the window. David had been so innocent 
and so concerned about me that it was really touching.

I put the DVD on and sat beside him on the couch. He 
held me as we watched it. It was much shorter than the 
first one had been. David hadn't lasted long. Dennis 
had his arm around my neck and his hand rested on my 
breast and I rested my hand on his hip near enough to 
the bulge in his slacks that I could move my fingers 
lightly across it while he watched David and me on TV. 

The show had hardly started when Dennis restrained my 
hand and said, "I think you better stop that before I 
make a mess of my underwear."

I leaned over and kissed him and then I dropped to my 
knees and said, "If that's a problem, I know of a 
solution."

I began to unfasten his slacks and he put his hands on 
mine and said, "You don't have to do that Amanda."

I smiled and said, "I hope you don't take this the 
wrong way, but I have recently discovered that it is a 
kind of exciting thing to do. I have gotten pretty good 
at it and I want to do it for you."

He looked in my eyes to make sure I wasn't just saying 
that and he saw that I meant it. 

He took his hand away and I finished opening his pants 
and began to suck his cock lovingly. Despite having had 
so many orgasms since he came home from his weekend 
trip to Atlanta, he came very quickly. I guess he had 
been thinking about what was happening to me a lot 
today at work and even if he did have mixed emotions it 
was still keeping him aroused. Besides, this oral sex 
stuff was even newer for him than it was for me. It 
really is pretty exciting.

I held his cock in my mouth as he continued to watch 
the DVD. His cock never really got soft and after the 
short movie was over I sucked him off a little more 
energetically this time. 

When I had gotten the last drops of cum from his cock 
he helped me back to my seat and then he got on the 
floor in front of me. He spread my legs and began to 
lean down and I realized that he intended to return the 
favor. 

I screamed, "NO! Dennis, you don't...you said...Dennis 
you don't do that! You think that's awful. No honey, 
you don't have to. Really baby, I don't want you to do 
something you think is an abomination."

He looked at me and said, "I was an ass. I saw how you 
reacted on the movie when Nathan did this to you. You 
went crazy. I may not know what I'm doing and maybe I 
can't make you crazy, but I can learn. Heck, everyone 
in the country seems to think it is okay except me. 
Where do I get off thinking I'm better than everyone 
else? Sit back and relax Amanda. Let me try this."

He was very tentative at first but once he got started 
and realized that it didn't taste or smell bad he 
started getting into it. When he saw how much pleasure 
he was causing me he really seemed to start enjoying 
it.

Once I relaxed and stopped worrying about his reaction 
I enjoyed it too. He was not as talented as Nathan. But 
I love him and it just made it so much nicer that he 
was doing it because he loved me.

He gave me several nice orgasms and it wasn't until he 
stopped that I realized I had been having a lot of sex 
lately to please others, but I had not been having many 
orgasms myself. The sex that I was having lately 
consisted of things being done to me. It was not being 
done with me or for me.

I pulled Dennis up beside me on the couch and we kissed 
and held each other and just relaxed. It was getting 
late and I was just starting to relax. I thought it was 
late enough that I didn't have to worry about 
unannounced callers being sent over by Nathan to 
torment me.

Dennis stood up and put his pants back on and I went to 
get us each a half a glass of wine. We were going to 
drink that and go to bed.

We had just finished the wine when our front door 
opened and two men walked in. Even though we had known 
that it was a possibility it was terrifying when it 
actually happened. I covered my mouth and screamed into 
my hand when they burst in. Dennis just slumped in his 
seat helplessly.

The two men were in their thirties. They were black, 
appeared to be professionals and had obviously been 
drinking. The first man to enter looked at us and saw 
right away that I was naked and that Dennis was not 
going to get belligerent. 

He asked me if I was Amanda and I nodded. When they saw 
that there was no threat they relaxed and came over and 
ordered me to my feet. 

I stood up and the men were all hands. They were large 
and rough and I got the impression that they were 
getting a kick out of doing this in front of my 
husband. I could tell from their conversation that 
Nathan had told them that I was an educated 
professional being blackmailed into doing things like 
this against my will and they thought that was hot.

I learned that these were not friends of Nathan's. He 
had needed some money and he showed my picture to some 
guys from out of town that he had found in a hotel bar. 
He had told them all about me and then sold me to them 
for the evening. They were from out of state and had 
come to town for a conference.

I jumped as one of them shoved two large fingers into 
me. He pulled them out and showed them to his friend 
and they laughed at how wet I was. I just stood quietly 
while they amused themselves with my body.

The man that seemed to be the alpha male of the two, 
the one that had just probed my pussy so roughly, 
asked, "Are you really a school teacher? You seem 
awfully young."

I responded, "I'm a counselor. I graduated two years 
ago, I'm twenty-five. I counsel troubled kids at the 
high-school."

He said, "I'll be damned! And you are doing this 
against your will, Nathan is blackmailing you?"

I nodded.

He chuckled and said, "That really sucks Amanda. It 
sucks for you and your husband. It sure turns me the 
fuck on. You've got a hot little body on you bitch. I 
think I'm going to have to see if you are as good at 
sucking cock as that boy said you are."

The man who was doing all of the talking stepped back 
and started undressing. His friend continued to squeeze 
and pull at my breasts and run his fingers through the 
crevasse of my ass. He wormed his finger between the 
cheeks and pressed it against my tight little hole and 
asked, "Is it true that you have never been fucked in 
the ass? Nathan said it's your last cherry."

I was getting worried now. I didn't actually try to 
pull away, but I twisted slightly and said, "Please, 
don't touch me there. I'll do what you want but..."

I paused and he chuckled and said, "Yeah, you'll do 
what we want. Do you have any idea how much we paid to 
fuck you tonight?"

I shuddered in revulsion. It bothered the hell out of 
me that Nathan was selling sex with me. For some reason 
that seemed so much more degrading than simply being 
given to his friends and acquaintances. 

I shook my head and he said, "We are paying five 
hundred apiece to spend the night with you. I am not in 
the habit of buying pussy. But when I saw your picture 
and heard that you were being blackmailed, and when he 
said that we could do anything we wanted with you, 
shit, I had to go for that!"

The other man was naked now and I was pushed to my 
knees and took his cock in my mouth, right in front of 
my husband. They seemed to be getting a kick out the 
idea of using me in front of Dennis.

While the second man undressed I began to suck the 
first man's cock. It was slightly smaller than 
Nathan's, probably about eight inches long and not 
quite as thick. As I took it down my throat I tried to 
imagine that thing being forced into my ass and it was 
a scary thought.

The second man was soon naked and stood to the side 
watching me suck his friend's cock for a few minutes. 
They briefly discussed my cocksucking abilities. I had 
the impression that they had not believed that I would 
be able to deepthroat their large cocks, especially 
since before Saturday morning I had never sucked a 
cock.

I was pulled off of the first cock and the second man 
forced his cock into my mouth and down my throat. His 
cock was slightly smaller and now that I had gotten 
warmed up it was easier. I had noticed that the first 
few minutes were always hard until my throat loosened 
up. 

For the next few minutes they took turns fucking my 
throat and then the first man looked at Dennis and 
asked, "Are we going to have any trouble with you?"

He sat dejectedly and shook his head. These were two 
large men and Dennis is an intelligent man. It was 
obvious that either of these men could restrain him 
easily if it became necessary.

One of the men left the room and came back out a few 
minutes later with a couple of pairs of my old 
pantyhose in his hand. I watched curiously as he 
approached me but my curiosity soon turned to fear as I 
was placed on my back on our large hassock and my arms 
were tied to the feet with my hose. Once my arms were 
restrained my legs were lifted up and pressed down 
against my breasts. I was almost doubled over. My 
pantyhose were wrapped around the feet of the hassock 
and then tied to my ankles so that I couldn't move. 

I had never been tied up before and this was scary. My 
ass was exposed and I knew that was the point of this, 
but I hated this helpless feeling. I also hated pain 
and I was terrified of what was to come.

One of the men went over to where he had dropped his 
clothes and pulled a tube of lubricant out of his 
pocket. He knelt near my ass and began working it 
around my tight, pink little virgin hole. He pushed a 
greasy finger into me and it wasn't too bad. It was 
embarrassing just being exposed this way and touched in 
that place. But the finger didn't really hurt so much 
as give me a feeling of being stretched. It was an 
unpleasant sensation.

While his friend was greasing up my ass the first man 
stuck his cock in my face and I opened my mouth for 
him. My head was hanging down on the other end of the 
hassock and when I opened my mouth he simply slid his 
cock all the way in and down my throat. 

I had never done it this way before and I was surprised 
at how much easier it seemed. My mouth and throat were 
lined up and it was a straight shot for his cock. Since 
my throat had already been loosened up it really wasn't 
that bad.

I felt more pressure on my ass and I knew that I now 
had two fingers pushing into me. He was using a lot of 
lubricant and I was beginning to relax a little. I was 
still scared, but so far he was being careful not to 
hurt me and if given a choice I would have called a 
halt to it but it didn't hurt and if I could do this 
without being hurt I wouldn't mind so much.

There was a little pain when two fingers became three 
but he worked his three fingers into me for several 
minutes and eventually I got used to it. The worst part 
was that feeling that I had to go to the bathroom.

The man using my mouth would pull out every few minutes 
and leave just the head of his cock in my mouth and 
stop moving. I realized that he was saving himself for 
my ass. I knew that the closer I brought him to orgasm 
then the less time he would spend with that cock in my 
ass so I lightly teased his cock head with my tongue to 
keep him as aroused as possible.

Several minutes later the man stretching my ass said, 
"Okay Darnell, the bitch is ready."

Darnell pulled his cock out of my mouth and the men 
traded places. There was a pause while Darnell greased 
his cock and the man that had been stretching me out 
reached between my legs and my chest to play with my 
breasts while his companion began to force his cock 
into my ass. He stared down at my face, watching my 
reactions as his friend began to rape my ass.

At first there was just a slight pain as the fat knob 
at the end of his cock was forced through the tight 
grommet that blocked his way. He applied more and more 
force and his cock entered me suddenly as my ass gave 
in to the pressure. I squealed in pain as he entered me 
but he stopped for a few seconds and then slowly pushed 
his cock all the way inside me. He continued until his 
stomach pressed against the backs of my trussed up 
thighs and the fat base of his cock stretched my ass 
even more than the three fat fingers that had just been 
in there. 

I was taking rapid, shallow breaths and the man at my 
head suddenly pinched my nipples between his fingers 
and when I jumped in pain he said, "You are going to 
hyperventilate you stupid bitch. Calm down and breathe 
deeply, you aren't being hurt."

I hadn't even realized that I was doing it! I forced 
myself to breathe deeply and try to relax my ass and 
with a little effort I was soon able to adjust to his 
increasingly forceful strokes. 

I was distracted by the man at my head. He placed his 
cock, which was now only about half hard, against my 
lips and at first I didn't even realize it was there. I 
was focusing all of my attention on the cock in my ass.

He pinched my nipples and I gasped in pain. As soon as 
my lips opened he pressed the head of his cock inside 
my mouth and it hardened again quickly. When it was 
hard he began to slide it down my throat and he stared 
down at me as he fucked my throat. He took one hand 
from my breast and placed it on my throat. 

He sounded amused as he said, "I can feel my cock in 
your throat, bitch."

He rested his hand on my throat and slid his cock in 
and out of me several more times. Then he said, "You 
have to try this Darnell! This is pretty hot!"

Darnell said, "I guarantee you it isn't as hot as this 
ass Gil." His voice was raspy and his breathing ragged 
and I knew he wouldn't last much longer. Just before he 
sped up he began to tease my clit and towards the end I 
was actually starting to enjoy it! In fact, as 
embarrassing as it is to admit, if he had started 
playing with my clit a few minutes earlier I might have 
had an orgasm.

I had some pretty mixed emotions about that. I don't 
think I would want Dennis to see me having an orgasm 
while being fucked in the ass by a strange black man. 
Oh my god! Dennis! I had forgotten all about him!

Darnell sped up and his strokes became very fast, and 
very hard. If I had not been so well greased up, and so 
turned on, it would have been pretty unpleasant. I was 
amazed and more than a little embarrassed to find that 
I was becoming very aroused.

Darnell came in my ass and then just remained still 
with his cock buried in my ass for a minute or two. 
Then he slowly pulled his cock free and the men changed 
places. I was not pleased with the idea of sucking a 
cock that had just come out of my ass but it wasn't so 
bad. There was a little of his cum on it but mostly it 
was just covered in the tasteless lubricant that they 
were using.

While I sucked on Darnell's half hard cock Gil got into 
position and plowed into my ass much more violently 
than I was expecting. He was much rougher than Darnell 
had been and I grunted loudly around the cock in my 
mouth. 

Once he reached a steady pace though it wasn't so bad 
and I was able to concentrate on the cock in my mouth. 
I had thought that he just wanted to make me clean him 
and enjoy my warm mouth around his cock. I was 
surprised when he got hard again quickly and was soon 
driving into my mouth nearly as hard as Gil was fucking 
my ass now.

Gil had waited a long time for his turn in my ass and I 
had really teased him with my mouth so he didn't last 
that long. I was glad because even though it didn't 
hurt as bad as I thought it would it was still 
uncomfortable and I still felt like I had to go to the 
bathroom. 

He came quickly and then he just left his cock in my 
ass and watched Darnell fuck my throat. He said, "Look 
at that Darnell. You can see your cock moving in her 
throat. Put your hand down there. It feels weird."

Darnell rested his hand on my throat and continued to 
fuck my mouth. After a few moments he said, "Damn! 
That's freaky. It creeps me out man." 

He took his hand away and reached under my legs to 
squeeze my breasts the way that Gil had done earlier. 
It was several more minutes before he came and Gil left 
his cock in my ass the entire time. He started playing 
with my pussy and now that his cock wasn't moving and 
his hand was it wasn't so bad. 

Darnell finally shot his second load down my throat and 
then pulled out and got to his feet. As soon as he 
moved out of the way Gil came around and made me suck 
his cock clean. When I had sucked his cock clean and 
licked his hairy balls he got up and sat down. 

Darnell came and stood over me and looked down at me 
for a minute. He turned to Dennis and said, "She sure 
looks hot like that doesn't she?"

I glanced at Dennis and saw him nod. 

Darnell said, "You want to fuck her ass before we untie 
her? She's pretty fucking good and we got her loosened 
up. I bet if you asked her she would want you to."

Dennis looked at me and I wanted very much to be 
untied. I was getting very uncomfortable being tied up 
like this. But if he wanted me this way then I wanted 
him to have his turn. I smiled at him and said, "It's 
okay Dennis. Do you want to?"

He looked unsure, but I could see that he had a hard 
on. I thought it was pretty nice of Darnell to offer, 
though I suspect that he thought he was just rubbing 
our noses in our own helplessness.

Dennis was sitting close enough that he could reach out 
and touch me. He slid off of his seat and onto his 
knees and moved to the end of the hassock by my ass. He 
looked at me and I felt so exposed and helpless. For 
some reason the thought of it made me tingle. I had 
never thought of myself as the type of person that 
would enjoy bondage games but I was getting kind of 
turned on.

Dennis asked, "Does it hurt?"

I shook my head and said, "No Dennis. I wouldn't want 
to do it this way every time, but it isn't so bad. Go 
ahead. I know you want to or you wouldn't be thinking 
about it."

He looked embarrassed, like he didn't want me to know 
he was interested. But he began to unfasten his pants 
and in no time at all he was pressing against my 
asshole with his much more reasonably sized cock. 

Because I had been stretched out by Darnell and Gil and 
I was full of their cum it was actually pretty 
pleasant. The main discomfort was from being tied up in 
such an uncomfortable position.

His cock slid in easily and when I didn't cry out in 
pain he started fucking me and at the same time his 
fingers began to tease my pussy and my clit. Much to 
the surprise of everyone in the room I came before 
Dennis did!

When I started cumming it set him off and he added his 
cum to the two loads already in my ass. He pulled out 
after he came and Darnell told him to let me clean him 
up. He gave me an apologetic look but he moved around 
and placed his softening cock at my lips. By this time 
it was no big deal and I opened my mouth and he slid 
his cock in for a thorough cleaning.

While I was sucking on his cock Darnell said, "When 
she's done there go ahead and untie her. I imagine she 
is getting pretty tired of being tied up like that and 
we could use a beer. That will give her a chance to 
stretch her legs."

Dennis had to struggle with the knots in my pantyhose 
but he finally got me untied and it was such a relief 
when I was finally able to put my legs down. 

I had to be helped to my feet and my first few steps 
were pretty stiff but I finally limbered up and was 
able to go to the kitchen and fetch my two most recent 
rapists a beer. I also poured another half glass of 
wine for my husband and me. I had a foul taste in my 
mouth and I really needed something to get rid of it.

I took the drinks into the living room and once I had 
served everyone Darnell pulled me into his lap and 
asked me to tell him the whole story of how I came to 
be blackmailed by Nathan. 

As I related the events of last weekend and then what 
happened at school today I felt his cock shifting under 
me. He had already cum twice but my story was really 
getting to him. 

When I finished my tale of woe he ordered me to put on 
the DVD that Terrill had shot through the window while 
Nathan seduced me that first time. I gulped down the 
last few sips of wine and started the DVD and when I 
came back to Darnell he bent me over the hassock, on my 
stomach this time, and as he watched the movie he 
started slowly fucking my pussy. 

I had watched the movie before too, but not like this. 
These two strangers were forceful and demanding, but 
not cruel like Nathan and especially Terrill and I 
wouldn't want them or Dennis to know it but I was kind 
of enjoying this. I found that being aroused made 
watching my first movie a lot more interesting.

I tried to hide it but before long I knew I was going 
to cum from those long slow strokes of Darnell's cock 
and the way my pubic mound was rubbing against the edge 
of the hassock. It built up and built up and I couldn't 
fight it anymore. I threw my head back and made a loud 
noise. I'm not even sure what it was, somewhere between 
a growl and a cry of pleasure. It startled me and I 
think it startled Dennis too. Then I came, hard! 

My pussy clamped down on Darnell's cock and he started 
cumming for a third time. As he had his orgasm he was 
holding my hips and pounding into me and swearing 
loudly. "Shit bitch! Christ you have a hot pussy! Oh 
god I can't take it!"

I waited for him to finish and when his orgasm had 
passed he collapsed down on top of me and kissed the 
back of my neck and bit my shoulder. It all seemed very 
primitive and it sent shudders of pleasure coursing 
through my body for some reason.

He gradually took his weight off of me and when he 
pulled his cock out he pulled my face around to clean 
him off. While I was sucking his cock clean he said, 
"God damn Dennis, you are one lucky fuck! I haven't cum 
three times in one night in close to twenty years. I 
didn't think I could do that anymore!"

Dennis was looking at me and he seemed kind of amazed 
too. I reached out and put my hand on his knee and 
whispered, "Are you okay?"

I felt bad about cumming so hard right in front of him.

He smiled and grasped my hand and pulled it up over his 
cock which was hard again. I smiled at him and 
whispered, "Later baby."

He nodded and I felt really happy that he could get 
hard watching me. Because the alternative was not 
something I wanted to think about.

While I was having this exchange with Dennis, Gil was 
trading places with Darnell and I still had my hand on 
my husband's cock while Gil's cock started sliding into 
me. There was something kind of kinky about that and I 
started getting turned on right away. Of course it 
didn't hurt that Gil had such a fat cock. 

I really didn't think that I would cum again. I had 
already lost track of the number of orgasms I had 
enjoyed today. Once he started picking up speed and got 
into a rhythm though, I knew I was going to have 
another orgasm. 

I leaned down on the hassock and kept my hand around 
Dennis's cock and just closed my eyes and let it 
happen. I wasn't worried about what Dennis thought now. 
I could feel how excited he was. I had his hard on in 
my hand. 

I just relaxed and enjoyed the orgasm that was building 
up inside of me and when it came I didn't try to keep 
quiet. I didn't make those weird noises though. This 
time I started swearing loudly. I don't even know where 
that came from. I don't swear. I certainly don't swear 
out loud. I didn't even realize I was doing it at 
first. My conscious mind didn't seem to be involved. I 
just let go and when I did I went crazy. It was 
fantastic!

Gil took a lot longer and I almost came again before he 
finally filled me with his second load of cum. Then, as 
soon as I had cleaned his cock and his balls I turned 
back around and took Dennis's cock into my mouth and 
sucked his cock voraciously. 

He didn't last two minutes! He grabbed my hair and held 
on and his hips were jumping around out of control. I 
had my hand cupping his balls and I could feel them 
tightening up and getting ready to flood my mouth. Just 
before he came the tip of my middle finger began to 
press down on his asshole and he yelled fuck and came 
hard.

In all of the time I had known Dennis, about four years 
now, I had never heard him say the word fuck. He almost 
never swore. Nothing but a very rare 'damn', not ever! 
I almost laughed. I would have if I wasn't so busy 
swallowing. 

He looked embarrassed when he realized what he had 
done. I smiled at him and kissed the head of his cock 
and whispered, "I love you."

He smiled back and then, for the first time we noticed 
that Darnell and Gil were getting dressed. From the way 
they talked when they arrived I had the impression they 
intended to stay the night. I hate admit it, but I had 
enjoyed myself. I was glad they were leaving though. 

Once they were dressed Darnell pulled me to my feet and 
hugged me affectionately and said, "I don't want you to 
take this the wrong way but have to tell you, I have 
never paid five hundred dollars for a piece of ass 
before. And I have never enjoyed getting laid more than 
I've enjoyed it tonight. You are a fantastic fuck and 
that was the best five hundred dollars I ever spent."

Gil added his praise and they tried to give me a tip. I 
smiled and kissed them both on the cheek and said, "No, 
you don't have to tip me. I wasn't doing it for the 
money. That was between you and Nathan. I hope my 
husband isn't upset to hear it, but I guess it's no 
surprise to him that I enjoyed it too. It was nice 
meeting you gentlemen, even under these strange 
circumstances. Thanks for being so nice when you raped 
me."

I said it with a smile though and they knew what I 
meant. Dennis got up and joined me as we saw them out 
and after they left he turned around and hugged me and 
said, "You fucking slut! I love you."

I laughed and said, "I'll let you get away with that 
now and then, but if you keep talking like that I'm 
going to wash your mouth out with soap! Now come on, 
let's go to bed. It's late."

I put the glasses and the empty beer bottles away and 
threw away the pantyhose they had used to tie me up. 
After minimally tidying up I went to the bedroom and 
cuddled up to my husband. The next thing I knew it was 
time to get up. 


Chapter Fifteen
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I looked at the outfits Nathan had picked out for me 
and selected a dark miniskirt and a dark red blouse. I 
got dressed and looked at myself in the mirror. I had 
tried these things on before but I don't remember the 
blouse being quite this translucent. Maybe it was just 
looking at it now in the better light in my bedroom. I 
was nervous about how visible my nipples were. 

Except for being nervous about my exposure it was a 
pretty nice morning until I got to school. I sat in my 
car for a moment and looked down again. Seeing my 
nipples so clearly sent a chill through me but I knew 
that I would end up wearing this blouse eventually so I 
might as well get it over with. I tried not to think 
about how obvious my nipples were. I double checked and 
I decided that I had left enough buttons unbuttoned to 
satisfy Nathan. There was nothing left but to struggle 
through that crowd of students to my office.

I got out of the car and locked it and started making 
my way through the kids waiting for the bell to ring. 
They normally parted when they saw a teacher or staff 
member approaching so it wasn't that difficult. Accept 
now they stopped and stared in disbelief at the clothes 
I was wearing. I was keeping my head down and trying 
not to see their faces or hear their comments until I 
was passing by one small gathering and I heard Nathan's 
voice say, "Good morning Amanda. You look fantastic 
this morning."

Everyone around us was shocked that he had addressed me 
by my first name. I tried to keep going but he said, 
"Hold on Amanda, let me look at you."

I stopped and turned and stood there with my heart 
beating a mile a minute while he examined my outfit. I 
could feel the eyes of all the students around us 
staring in disbelief.

Nathan said, "I love the way that your nipples show 
through that blouse Amanda. It's a good look for you."

I knew that he was waiting for a response. I tried to 
sound calm as I said, "Thank you Nathan."

 He didn't say anything else for a few seconds and I 
was just about to turn away when he said, "You know 
what's wrong with that outfit Amanda?"

I shook my head and stood there dreading whatever it 
was that he was about to say. I knew it was going to be 
awful.

I was right.

He said, "I think that skirt is a little too long. Why 
don't you try rolling the waistband under a time or two 
like the girls do? You have beautiful legs. I'm sure 
that would look great."

I kept my eyes on the ground and reached down with 
shaking hands and right there in front of at least 
fifty students I rolled my waistband under to please a 
student. I was dying inside. My heart was beating so 
hard it hurt. I was so upset that I didn't even pay any 
attention to where the hem of my skirt was. I just 
wanted to get to my office and the relative safety I 
would find there. 

Nathan wasn't finished though. He said, "I think that's 
perfect Amanda. Turn around and let me see the back."

I turned slowly and stood with my back to him and I 
heard him ask some of the boys he was with, "I don't 
know guys. She looks pretty good doesn't she? But do 
you think she should roll that up one more time?"

There was a loud and unintelligible outcry from the 
kids watching. There were a lot of enthusiastic calls 
for more skin, including many from the voices of the 
girls in the crowd.

Nathan, in a voice tinged with false doubt, said, "You 
heard them Amanda. Let's try it. Roll it under one more 
time and let's see how it looks."

The crowd around us had grown much larger and there 
seemed to be no oxygen available. I was sure that I was 
about to faint. 

I reached down and rolled my waistband under one more 
time and waited for Nathan to say something. 

He said, "Turn around Amanda."

I turned around again. As I came around to face him he 
had his finger up and was twirling it so I continued 
turning in a complete circle this time. I ended up with 
my back to Nathan again when I was done. The smug 
little bastard said, "I don't know guys. I mean, I like 
being able to see the cheeks of her ass like that. It's 
a great look for her. But we don't want to get her 
fired do we?"

There was an unintelligible murmur from the crowd and 
Nathan relented. He said, "I guess you should let it 
back down one turn Amanda. We don't want you to get in 
trouble. It's too bad though. You look really hot that 
way."

I rolled the waistband back down one roll and then 
began to walk towards the entrance again as fast as my 
legs would carry me. I had no dignity left. I was every 
bit as embarrassed as I had been when he had forced me 
to undress in Cobb's backyard café on Saturday. I 
imagined that there must be a red glow emanating from 
my skin. 

I fought back the tears as I struggled through the 
crowd. They were no longer parting the way they once 
had. Now they were giving me just enough room to pass 
and I felt hand after hand reach for my ass with 
impunity. Some even reached under my skirt as I went 
by. I was fair game now. 

I made it to the door finally and the security guard 
let me in. He was grinning widely and I was positive 
that he had witnessed my shame. He stared at my breasts 
as I passed and I didn't have to turn around to know 
that his eyes were following me all the way to my 
office door.

I stepped into my office and realized that I had been 
holding my breath. I didn't even know how long it had 
been since I had last taken a breath. I leaned against 
the wall and exhaled loudly and struggled to hold back 
the tears. My troubles were far from over though. 

Larry heard me come in and he summoned me into his 
office. I cringed at the very idea of it, but I went to 
the connecting door between our offices and stepped 
into his slightly smaller office. 

When he saw what I was wearing he smiled and he crooked 
his finger to call me closer. I stood in front of him 
and he examined my outfit closely. He reached up and 
pinched my nipples and said, "You have a lot of fucking 
nerve Amanda, I'll give you that."

I stood there and quietly replied, "It isn't nerve 
Larry. I don't have any choice."

His hand came to rest on my thigh and slid quickly up 
to my crotch and he said, "Gee, that's a fucking shame 
Amanda. I have to say though, I think you look 
beautiful. But we only have a few minutes before Becky 
comes in. You better get down and suck my cock in a 
hurry. You wouldn't want her to see you sucking me off 
would you?"

He sounded so pleasant, so reasonable. The fucking 
asshole!

I sagged to my knees and he helped me struggle with his 
pants. I pulled his cock free and sucked his cock as 
enthusiastically as I could. All I could think of was 
our secretary, Becky coming in and seeing me like this.

I could just picture her face if she saw me on my knees 
like this and with that incentive playing through my 
mind I gave Larry the most enthusiastic blowjob that I 
was capable of. I somehow got the idea that he had been 
looking forward to this since he left the office 
yesterday because he came very quickly. 

I guess it is a long time since Larry had a ready 
outlet for his sexual needs. He is married, but from 
comments he has made from time to time I have gotten 
the impression that his wife is a block of ice. Of 
course, knowing Larry I can't blame her. 

As soon as I had finished sucking Larry off he stood up 
and put his pants back on. I went and got a cup of 
coffee and sat at my desk and Larry came in and we had 
our normal morning conference. Well, it wasn't entirely 
normal. He had trouble concentrating. He kept staring 
at my breasts and my pussy which was uncovered when I 
sat down and my skirt rode up.

Becky came in with some paperwork half way through our 
meeting and almost dropped the papers when she saw my 
blouse. She stared at my breasts with her mouth open 
for a moment before she shook her head and regained her 
composure. She had turned a bright red and after she 
set the papers in my inbox she stood staring for a few 
more uncomfortable seconds before she turned and 
returned to her office.

I guess Nathan behaved himself because he wasn't 
brought to my office today. I didn't get much of a 
reprieve though. I was bent over my desk at lunch time 
and fucked by Larry. He made me clean him off and then 
watched as I wiped my pubic area clean with a tissue.

I had remembered the problems I had yesterday and today 
I brought in a scented candle and some wet wipes to 
clean myself. I didn't want to go out into the hallway 
if I could avoid it.

I made it through until the three o'clock bell rang and 
Larry made up an excuse to leave. I was happy to see 
him go. If he had asked I would have helped him come up 
with an excuse.

After he left, Becky came in and closed the door behind 
her and said, "Mrs. Hall, can I say something?"

I was afraid she was going to complain about the way I 
had begun to dress now and I was nervous. I nodded and 
she said, "I just wanted to say that I think you look 
beautiful. I love the way you dress now. I wish I had 
the nerve to wear those things. I went without a bra 
today and thought I was going wild. But look at you! 
You are so pretty, so sexy."

Becky was no slouch in the looks department and she 
always dressed only slightly more conservative that I 
was now. She was a cute little blonde that had been my 
secretary since she graduated from this school a year 
and a half ago. She couldn't afford to go to college 
and her grades weren't really good enough anyway. But 
she was a hard worker and with a little training she 
had turned out to be a very good secretary.

I smiled at her and at first I didn't know what to say. 
Finally I said, "I'm just experimenting with the look, 
but thank you for your kind words Becky. I have always 
dressed so conservatively and all of a sudden this past 
weekend I just had to change."

I didn't dare tell her why I had to change.

She was reassured when I didn't bite her head off I 
guess and she stopped blushing. She said, "I think you 
should always dress this way. You look like a movie 
star."

I smiled at that. I was thinking 'porn star', but I 
didn't say anything. Instead I said, "Becky, why don't 
you call me Amanda? We don't need to be so formal when 
there aren't any students around."

That made her so happy I thought she was going to 
squeal. She beamed at me and said, "Really?! Thank you 
Mrs. Hall! I mean Amanda, thank you Amanda."

I just shrugged and thanked her again for the 
compliments and then I went back to work. I had managed 
to see more students today. I wasn't the one that had 
so much trouble concentrating today though. I don't 
think that a single student that I saw today looked any 
higher than my breasts. Even the girls stared at my 
breasts. It was disconcerting and I felt like my 
nipples had been hard all day. They were getting sore 
from being erect for so long!

At four o'clock I let Becky go and as I was getting 
ready to leave I kept listening for any sign that 
Nathan was going to show up again. I breathed a sigh of 
relief when I had locked my door and left the office 
and I was almost to the front door when Nathan and 
Terrill stepped out of a hallway off to my right and 
took up positions on either side of me.

I came to a stop to see what they wanted but Nathan 
just took my arm and pulled me along. Not a word was 
spoken as they escorted me to my car. I thought that 
they were going to go to my house with me. It turned 
out to be much worse than that. When we were in my car 
Nathan asked, "Do you remember where Cobb's place is?"

I felt like I had been hit in the stomach. I thought 
about it and I was pretty sure I remembered where the 
alley was. I nodded and Nathan said, "Good, let's go."

I started my car and drove down to Willow and went down 
until I spotted the narrow alley that I had to turn 
down. I parked in front of the house and sat there, 
praying silently that they just wanted a ride.

Nope. Nathan reached over and turned off the ignition 
and handed me the keys. We got out and I locked the 
door and followed them down the path into that backyard 
again. It looked like almost all of the same people 
were there. 

The games stopped and everyone looked up and smiled as 
we entered the yard. There were a few loud greetings 
and a few comments from some of the men that I 
recognized.

Terrill moved away and I saw him begin to film me from 
the far corner of the yard. Cobb came out and delivered 
an order and then he came over and said hello to Nathan 
and turned to me and said, "Can I take your things?"

I must have looked confused but Nathan cleared that 
right up. He said, "Hand him your fucking clothes 
stupid!"

I unbuttoned my blouse and pulled it off and handed it 
to Cobb and then I unrolled the waistband of my skirt 
and unfastened it and stepped out of it. Cobb reached 
over and took it from me and he held my clothes in one 
hand while the other reached down to poke a couple of 
fingers roughly into my pussy. Those that could see 
what he was doing were amused. 

I was dismayed when he pulled his finger out and it was 
soaking wet. What the hell was wrong with me?!

I was led to an empty table and Nathan lifted me up and 
dropped me on my back on the table. He put a rope 
around my neck, ran it under the table and tied it to 
one of the table legs. Cobb came over with a small 
bucket that had a sign on it. He showed me the sign. It 
said, "Pussy $10, Mouth $5, Ass $15. He giggled and set 
the bucket down beside me. 

Nathan ordered me to lift my legs and he pulled out 
some lube and shoved a couple of fingers full into my 
ass. Then he dropped his pants and fucked my ass 
roughly. He didn't stretch me out first and I was 
groaning in pain. He seemed to enjoy the hell out of 
that.

After he came he went around to where my head was 
hanging down and roughly shoved his cock in my mouth to 
be cleaned. When he was satisfied he pulled his pants 
up and said, "This is Misha everyone. Some of you know 
her. She's Kysha's little sister. She is going to be 
cleaning up my bitch between fucks and making sure 
nobody stiffs me. I'll be back in a while to pick her 
up. If any of you know anyone that wants a good piece 
of ass I suggest you give them a call. You know she's a 
good fuck and you know you can't beat that price for a 
pretty little housewife. Have fun gentlemen."

Then he was gone. 

Terrill stayed in the corner and filmed most of the 
night. Sometimes he came over and got a few close-ups, 
but most of the time he filmed from the corner of the 
backyard.

As soon as Nathan left it started. At first they took 
their time and took me one or two at a time and there 
was no big crowd of men gathered around me. But later, 
as more men started arriving and the place started 
filling up they began to crowd around me and they 
seemed to get rougher and rougher as the night wore on. 
After every two or three rapes Misha would wipe my 
lower body with a warm, damp rag. 

Most of them men fucking my mouth shot their cum in my 
mouth or down my throat, but sometimes one of them 
would pull out and shoot his cum on my face and when 
that happened Misha would wipe it up before the next 
man took his turn.

It went on and on and after every man used me Misha 
would take him aside and say something to him while the 
next man took his place at whichever of my openings was 
available.

I was getting pretty sore by the end of the first hour. 
A lot of these guys had some pretty damned big cocks 
and they seemed to get rougher and meaner as the night 
wore on. I didn't even try to count them. There were 
just too many. The only thing that I was grateful for 
was that not that many of them wanted to pay the extra 
five dollars to fuck my ass. I probably got ass fucked 
a dozen times. But it could have been a lot worse.

It went on until well after dark. Terrill had moved 
closer and Cobb had turned some overhead lights on so 
that there was enough light for the camera. 

Nathan finally came back for me just before ten. He 
untied the rope around my neck and helped me sit up. I 
looked around and I was surprised to see that there was 
still a large crowd of men sitting or standing around 
watching expectantly.

Nathan said, "You look tired Amanda. Would you like to 
leave now?"

I hadn't cried all night but for some reason when he 
asked me that I sobbed and said, "Oh god yes! Please 
Nathan. I can't take anymore!"

He looked so sympathetic and sounded so sincere as he 
said, "Okay Amanda. You can leave as soon as you drink 
those."

Cobb and Misha came over and placed three water glasses 
on the table. I thought they were glasses of milk and I 
looked at him curiously. This didn't make sense.

I picked up the first glass and as soon as I started to 
bring it to my mouth I smelled it. It was a glass full 
of cum! After every man that had used me tonight had 
finished with me Misha had gotten him to masturbate 
into a bowl for the grand finale. They had poured it 
into these three glasses and now, with Terrill 
recording it for posterity, Nathan wanted me to drink 
it!

I looked at Nathan and I pleaded with him. "Oh god 
Nathan, I can't. I'll get sick!"

Nathan's expression never changed. He looked so 
sympathetic as he said, "If you don't drink them all 
down and keep them down you'll have to come back here 
tomorrow Amanda. Is that what you want?"

I started crying hard then. I had to put the glass down 
to keep from dropping it and I covered my face and 
sobbed bitterly. Nathan patted my head and then I heard 
him say, "Oh shit!" 

He wiped his fingers on my breast. He had gotten cum 
from my hair on his fingers and he was upset!

He let me cry a little longer and said, "Okay Amanda. 
You can leave." 

My heart jumped into my throat. A reprieve! He wasn't 
going to make me do it!

But then he said, "I'll pick you up after school 
tomorrow and we can come back and try again."

The bastard! I was that close to throwing all three 
glasses of cum right in his face. I knew that if I did 
I would die tonight. But it was tempting.

I cried out, "No! No Nathan! I can't do this again. 
Please Nathan."

He just looked at me and said, "It's up to you Amanda."

I picked up the glass again. The closer the glass came 
to my lips the stronger the odor was and the harder it 
was for me to keep from gagging. It shouldn't have been 
so hard. I must have sucked off at least twenty men 
this evening. But this...this was just too much.

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes but Nathan 
said, "No Amanda. I want you to look at me while you 
drink it."

I exhaled sharply and then took another deep breath and 
brought the glass to my lips and began gulping down the 
slimy liquid as quickly as I could. It had started to 
cool and for some reason that made it even more 
disgusting. I had to stop to bring my gagging under 
control several times but I finally drained the glass.

I set it down and looked at the other two glasses. I 
looked back at Nathan, imploring him to let me stop. He 
just smiled and stared.

I brought the next glass to my lips and repeated the 
process. I was still feeling ill but I didn't have to 
stop as often to control the gagging and I quickly 
downed the second glass. Then there was one.

I picked up the third glass and took a few deep breaths 
to calm down. Then I took a deep breath and held it and 
downed the last glass as quickly as I could. I sat 
there on the table and held my stomach and fought the 
urge to vomit. If I had to come back here tomorrow I 
would just kill myself.

Nathan watched me for a minute or two to make sure I 
wasn't going to get sick and then he said, "See you 
tomorrow Amanda. Come on Misha. I'll walk you home."

On the way out he told Cobb to give me my clothes back 
and then he was gone.

Before Cobb came out with my clothes Misha came running 
back into the yard and announced that I had earned five 
hundred and thirty-five dollars. There was a cheer from 
the crowd as if that was something to be proud of.

They gave me a copy of the DVD a couple of days later 
but I couldn't watch it for several days. When I 
finally got up the nerve to watch, and count the men 
that raped me, I was surprised even though I had known 
that it was a large number. Eleven men had fucked my 
ass. Twenty-six had fucked my pussy and twenty two men 
had fucked my mouth. A grand total of fifty-eight men 
had raped me that night.

Cobb brought me my clothes and I got dressed as quickly 
as I could. Everyone ignored me once I had my clothes 
on. A lot of them were leaving now that the show was 
over but they left me alone as I made my way to my car 
and drove home. I didn't get all the way though. I 
stopped in the parking lot of a boarded up convenience 
store and opened my door and almost fell out of the 
car. I went to my knees and spent ten or fifteen 
minutes vomiting cum.

It wasn't until I got back in my car that I thought of 
Dennis and how frantic he must be. I wanted to call him 
but my purse with my cell phone was in my trunk and I 
would be home in ten minutes anyway.

I pulled into the driveway and looked at the clock on 
my dashboard. It was a little after eleven now. I shut 
the car off and sat there. I hurt so much I couldn't 
stand the thought of getting out and going inside. Yet 
I needed to go to the bathroom and I knew that I had 
cum draining out of me and onto my car seats.

It wasn't just that though. I dreaded facing Dennis and 
having to explain where I had been and what I had done, 
or rather what had been done to me. 


Chapter Sixteen
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He must have heard me pull in. I saw him come outside 
and hurry over to the car with a worried look on his 
face. I opened my door as he got there and I sobbed, 
"I'm sorry Dennis. They didn't give me a chance to call 
you and tell you where I was."

He leaned in and tried to kiss me but I stopped him. 
"No! Not now, not like this. Honey I need help to get 
inside, but I...oh god Dennis, I can't even tell you!"

He squatted down and took my hand and said, "It's okay 
Amanda. Do you need to go to the hospital?"

I just shook my head. Even if I did I couldn't. I 
couldn't tell anyone what had happened to me.

He asked, "Do you want me to try to carry you?"

I smiled and shook my head. He was not a big man. He 
didn't weigh much more than I did. 

I sighed and said, "No Dennis. Just let me lean on 
you."

I groaned in pain as I turned to get out. My whole body 
hurt. My breasts were on fire. My throat hurt so bad 
that I was surprised that I could talk. But my stomach, 
my pelvic region, I felt like I had been stabbed in the 
pussy and up through my guts with a rusty file.

I struggled to stand and Dennis supported as I walked 
towards the house taking baby steps. I guess I had been 
numb when I was walking to the car from that table that 
they raped me on. It hadn't been this bad then. Sitting 
still on the drive home I must have tightened up. I 
could hardly move now.

He supported me all the way to the bathroom and started 
a hot bath in our Jacuzzi tub which I almost never 
used. I sure needed it now.

He helped me undress and I saw him blanch when he saw 
the bruises on my breasts and thighs from the rough 
handling I had received all night. He didn't say 
anything though. He didn't ask me anything. He helped 
me into the tub and then he went out and came back with 
a glass of water and some muscle relaxers that he had 
left over after he hurt his back a few months ago.

I took those and three Tylenols too. I sat in the tub 
and cried quietly for a while and he sat on the side 
and gently washed me and washed my hair. I didn't 
realize that so many men had dribbled their cum in my 
hair tonight. 

When the smell of cum was gone I lay back and let the 
warm jets of the Jacuzzi massage me gently. Dennis 
stood up and said he would be right back. He returned a 
minute later with a glass of Nathan's cheap wine and he 
had turned on some soft music in the bedroom.

I saw the worried look on his face and I said, "I'm 
going to be alright Dennis. It may take a day or two, 
but I'm not hurt. I don't suppose that asshole called 
you and told you where I was?"

Dennis shook his head. 

I said, "I'm sorry. He never gave me a chance to call. 
He met me as I was on the way out of the building after 
school and made me drive him back to that backyard café 
I told you about. I didn't know I was going to spend 
the night there. They made me undress as soon as I got 
there and I spent the evening tied to a table getting 
raped by half the black men in town. I don't even know 
how many it was!"

"I never even thought about you not knowing where I was 
until I was on the way home and my purse was in the 
trunk of the car. I'm sorry baby." 

He said, "It's okay Amanda. Just relax now. And take it 
easy on the wine. You aren't supposed to drink alcohol 
with those pills."

Maybe not, but it was working. I suddenly realized that 
the pain was nearly gone! I had trouble relaxing 
though. Every time I lay my head back and closed my 
eyes I saw huge black cocks coming at me.

Between the soft music and the wine and the drugs I 
finally relaxed though. I sat in the tub until the 
water was cool and Dennis dried me off and helped me to 
stand at the sink so that I could brush my teeth for a 
very long time.

Then he helped me to bed. I was trying to explain to 
him that I couldn't sleep but the next thing I knew it 
was after ten in the morning. I woke up with a start 
and saw how late it was and I started to throw back the 
covers and get up. As soon as I moved the pain hit me.

Dennis had been sitting in a chair by the window and I 
hadn't even seen him. He got up and helped me to my 
feet and I leaned on him as I made my way to the 
bathroom. I sat on the toilet and he told me that he 
had called us both in sick this morning.

I relieved myself and he helped me to the sink so that 
I could wash my hands and brush my teeth again. Then he 
helped me back into bed.

He gave me more Tylenol and some cold water and offered 
me breakfast but I couldn't stand the idea of 
swallowing anything. I had slept for ten hours but as 
soon as I took the pills I went back to sleep and slept 
until early afternoon. 

When I awoke this time I managed to get up and go to 
the bathroom on my own. I went back out to the bedroom 
and decided that what I needed was a couple more 
Tylenol and then I needed to walk around a little to 
loosen up. 

Dennis heard me moving around and came in to see how I 
was doing. He made me go out to the kitchen and he 
forced some soup into me. It actually helped! After I 
ate the soup I walked around the house a little more 
and after a little exercise I was feeling a lot better.

We just sat around the house together the rest of the 
afternoon and that evening. He forced me to take 
another bath and it seemed to help, as did the wine. 

I didn't think I would be able to sleep that night 
after being in bed for so long. I did though. Dennis 
put me to bed and brought me a cup of soup and when I 
had finished the soup I went right to sleep.

The next morning he looked worse than I did. Well, 
except for the black and blue marks on my breasts. He 
had hardly slept since I got home. He wanted me to call 
in sick again but I felt able to go to work. It isn't 
like I did anything strenuous. I was going to have to 
put Larry off for a couple of days. He was just going 
to have to understand. And if Nathan came to my office 
he was going to have to be put off too. My body just 
couldn't tolerate being abused anymore for a while.

I got up and took a shower and some more Tylenol. I put 
on one of those slutty dresses and when I went out to 
the kitchen Dennis had made coffee and that was just 
what I needed. I drank one cup and took another with 
me. 

I kissed him and hugged him and thanked him for being 
so nice. I suddenly realized that he was still home. I 
guess I wasn't thinking too clearly yet. He always went 
in before I did. I asked him if he was going to work 
today and he said that he had something to take care of 
first.

I grabbed my purse and drove to school. It wasn't until 
I got to school and was faced with that walk through 
the mob of students that I had second thoughts. I 
couldn't just sit here in my car though. I got out and 
grabbed my purse and my coffee and headed for the door.

There were more than a few hands on my ass as I 
threaded my way through the crowd of kids. Some of them 
still made way for me but I guess word was out and a 
lot of them left me just enough room to get by and 
grabbed my ass as I went past.

I was half way through the crowd when Nathan stopped me 
again. "I missed you yesterday Amanda. Weren't you 
feeling well yesterday?"

I looked up and he was almost straight in front of me. 
I responded, "No Nathan, I had a rough evening the day 
before and I needed time to recuperate. I still do."

He just smiled and said, "Well I'm glad you're feeling 
a little better. You sure look hot in that dress. If I 
can make a suggestion though, I think you would look 
much better if you unbuttoned one more button at the 
top."

I looked down. I had left enough buttons open this 
morning to satisfy him. I suppose that he was going to 
punish me for calling in sick yesterday. Or maybe he 
just wanted to show off in front of his friends. I was 
already exposing far too much cleavage. There wasn't 
going to be a battle of wills though. I knew I would 
lose. I unbuttoned another button and he reached up, 
for the amusement of his friends I'm sure, and spread 
my dress open casually. My dress opened up almost to 
the point that my nipples were exposed.

He looked down and faked a look of surprise and said, 
"Gee Amanda, I guess you did have a rough night. Those 
are some ugly bruises on your tits this morning."

There wasn't anything I could say to that. I heard the 
snickers all around me as I turned and made my way the 
rest of the way to the front door.

The guard was there smirking at me and staring at my 
breasts as he opened the door for me. I ignored him and 
walked to my office. Larry was standing there waiting 
impatiently as I put my purse and my coffee down. I 
looked up at him and said, "I can't today Larry. Maybe 
not for a couple of days. I was gang raped for almost 
seven hours the night before last and I am in a lot of 
pain. I'm sorry but you are going to have to take a 
rain check."

Much to my surprise he actually seemed concerned. He 
got me a fresh coffee and I buttoned the button that 
Nathan had made me unbutton outside. Then we got right 
to work on the reports that had backed up from 
yesterday and the reports from this morning. 

He hadn't got much done yesterday. Larry was not what 
you would call a self starter. So there wasn't a lot to 
go over today. We got through it by the time we had to 
start seeing kids and once I started work and stopped 
concentrating so much on what hurt I started feeling 
better.

At noon I got a scare when Terrill came in to my 
office. He was just dropping off two more DVDs though. 
One was a short one of me and the two young boys that 
Nathan had brought to my office the other day. The 
other was the DVD from the night before last at Cobb's. 
I didn't think that there was a chance in hell that I 
would ever want to see it, but I took it.

I worked through lunch and after lunch I found that if 
I got up and walked around between counseling sessions 
I felt a little better. I didn't tighten up so much. 

By the time I left at four I was feeling much more 
normal. Not ready for a bout of rough sex, but able to 
function normally otherwise.

I went home and got undressed and did some laundry. I 
started a casserole for supper and I noticed that the 
wine was all gone. I called Dennis and told him I was 
feeling better and had supper in the oven and asked him 
to stop and pick up some wine. I suggested that maybe 
he could ask for some help selecting it since neither 
of us knew wine from Kool-Aid. 

He sounded relieved when we talked and he promised to 
bring home some wine. We talked for a few minutes and 
then he got a phone call and we hung up.

He was home an hour later with a half a dozen bottles 
of wine and a decent corkscrew. He also bought some 
cheap wine glasses. 

I hugged him and told him how sorry I was and he told 
me that if I didn't stop saying that he was going put 
some bruises on my ass. I really couldn't believe that 
he was taking this so well. But I was so glad that he 
was. There was no question in my mind that we had both 
changed. And there was no question that I liked the new 
Dennis a lot more. I wasn't so sure about the new me.

I washed the wine glasses while Dennis told me what he 
had learned about wine from the man at the wine store. 
I put the glasses out while the wine was allowed to 
breathe. I didn't know it had to do that! 

While the wine was breathing I put dinner on the table 
and we sat down to eat. We started with a toast with 
the wine. This was not expensive wine. None of the 
bottles had cost more than fifteen dollars. But the 
difference between this and the stuff that Nathan had 
made me buy was indescribable. This stuff actually 
tasted good!

We had a long slow supper and I told Dennis about my 
relatively easy day. There was just that one moment of 
humiliation on the way into the building and I had 
easily talked Larry into leaving me alone. I mentioned 
that I had the DVD that they had made that evening and 
before Dennis could say anything I said, "Honey, I'm 
okay. You can watch it if you want and I won't mind. Or 
you can wait a day or two and I'll watch it with you. I 
can't watch it yet though. At least not until, I don't 
know, I guess not until I'm back to normal."

"Why don't you wait until this weekend and maybe we can 
have some fun with it?"

He looked skeptical. I smiled and said, "Honey, look at 
me. The bruises are almost gone." It was easy to see 
since I was sitting there naked. 

We sipped our wine and I thought, "I can tolerate a 
little abuse. I probably have it coming after what I 
did. But Jesus, I have to talk some sense into that 
kid. I can't do that again." 

I realized I was getting tears in my eyes and I forced 
myself to stop thinking about Nathan and his cruelty.

After dinner Dennis suggested that we take a walk 
around the block since walking seemed to be helping me. 
I thought that was a good idea. The only exercise I 
seemed to get lately was sex.

After we cleaned up the kitchen I put on some shorts 
and a loose top and sandals and we went for a nice long 
walk. We were gone for an hour and a half. I didn't 
think we had to worry about anyone dropping by for a 
day or two. Nathan knew how sore I was.

When we got home it was almost bed time. We went in and 
got ready for bed and I felt so much better that after 
a brief struggle I was able to pull Dennis's pajama 
bottoms down and give him a nice blowjob. 

I didn't use my throat. I just sucked him and used my 
hands and at the end I did that little thing with my 
finger on his asshole that I had discovered by accident 
the last time. I know that neither of us had realized 
how sensitive he was there. 

After he came he offered to return the favor but I 
asked him to wait another day or two. We cuddled up and 
went to sleep and I didn't even go brush my teeth 
again. It seemed like the worse things got for me, and 
the more supportive Dennis was, the more I was falling 
in love with him all over again. It was a shame that it 
had taken something like this to make me realize how 
much I loved him. It was also a shame that we couldn't 
go back to having a normal life because of a sixteen 
year old kid.

The next morning everything seemed back to normal. I 
didn't need any Tylenol and I could hardly see any 
bruises on my body. There was one small one on my inner 
thigh. That was all I could find.

I looked through my remaining clothing and the choices 
were getting harder to make. I could see wearing some 
of this stuff, with underwear. But not to work, and not 
to a high school. And not me. I was not the type of 
person who dressed like this. 

I ended up having to choose between the last couple of 
dresses that I hadn't worn yet and another skirt and 
blouse. The dresses were very pretty. But they were 
very short and when I held one of them up to the light 
I could see right through it well enough to read the 
paper! The problem was that the two remaining blouses 
were just as see-through as the dress and I knew that 
if I wore a skirt Nathan would make me roll it up to 
amuse his friends again.

I struggled with the decision, there was no easy 
choice. I decided to go with the skirt and blouse but 
only because the skirt at least wasn't see-through. I 
put it on and rolled it up as much as I dared in the 
hope that Nathan would be satisfied and leave it alone.

I looked at myself in the mirror and the skirt was bad, 
but the blouse...if the principal saw this at the very 
least I would be sent home. It was more likely that I 
would be fired on the spot for corrupting the morals of 
a school full of minors.

The blouse was loose fitting but had a very deep 
cleavage which exposed my flesh to well below my 
breasts. It was a pullover, no buttons to unbutton. It 
was a light pastel blue fabric that was so fine that it 
did little but color my flesh blue. When I stood 
straight and the material came into contact with my 
breasts my nipples poked out and were totally on 
display. I might get away with it when the material 
billowed away from my body. But when it was resting on 
my breasts I was in trouble.

Dennis stared at me when I came out for coffee. He 
raised an eyebrow but I just shrugged and said, "This 
is the lesser of the remaining evils. The other three 
outfits are worse."

I looked down at my breasts and thought of all the 
people that I would be exposed to today and I collapsed 
onto a chair and covered my face. I tried not to cry. I 
took deep breaths. I started to calm down and I felt 
Dennis pulling my hands away from my face.

I looked at him and said, "Maybe I should run away for 
a while. Your life would be so much easier without me."

He kissed me and said, "I don't want to hear you say 
anything like that again. Not ever! Amanda, I went to 
see my father yesterday after you went to work."

"Oh no Dennis! Oh god, he'll never speak to me again. 
He'll never understand."

Dennis smiled and said, "He did understand. I think you 
don't know my father as well as you think you do. 
Actually, as it turns out, neither did I. He wasn't 
always such an upright citizen and he still has some 
friends in low places. He is getting in touch with some 
people that might be able to talk some sense into 
Nathan. It will take a day or two. I didn't want to say 
anything until I was sure. But you really need to have 
some hope. Can you just hang in there a little longer?"

I looked down at my all but exposed breasts and my 
skirt that was only a millimeter from exposing my pussy 
and said, "If I don't get fired. I don't know how I am 
going to face those people again when this is over, if 
this is over. So many people, so many kids have seen so 
much of me."

Dennis smiled and said, "Yeah, and you sure look hot!"

I chuckled. I knew he was trying to cheer me up but I 
dreaded leaving the house in this top. I kissed him and 
got up and got a cup of coffee and took it with me. We 
had spent too much time talking and I didn't want to be 
late. I don't know why.

When I passed Nathan in the school yard this morning he 
said, "Amanda! I love that blouse! Let me look at you."

I stopped and turned to face him, aware of the growing 
crowd of teenagers watching breathlessly for him to 
humiliate me in public again. He looked closely at the 
top I was wearing and said, "I have never seen you look 
prettier Amanda. That skirt is kind of long though 
isn't it?"

I had already rolled it up in the hope that he would 
leave me alone. I can be pretty dumb sometimes. I 
rolled the waistband up another inch and at his request 
I turned so that he could see how it looked in the 
back. When I was standing with my back to him he said, 
"I'm not sure Amanda. Let's try something. Bend over 
and put your hands on your knees."

FUCK! Why didn't he just order me to take my fucking 
clothes off! I bent down and I could feel the skirt 
lift up exposing half of my naked butt to the crowd 
behind me. I was also aware of the blouse falling away 
from my breasts and now they were both totally exposed. 
There wasn't even that filmy cloth covering to protect 
me.

I heard the loud murmuring from the crowd and waited 
anxiously for Nathan to let me stand up again. He was 
having fun destroying me though. He said, "I'm not sure 
Amanda, I think it may be too short now. I know! Spread 
your legs apart a foot or so."

I spread my legs and as soon as I did I felt the cool 
morning air on my exposed pussy. I also heard the 
obscene comments from the kids behind me and the 
jostling for a better view. 

Nathan finally had enough of his morning game and said, 
"I guess it may be too short after all Amanda. I 
wouldn't want you to get in trouble. Maybe you better 
stand back up and put it back where you had it. I stood 
up and as I rolled my skirt back to where it had been I 
saw an ocean of cell phones taking pictures of my 
exposed flesh. I glanced at the self satisfied face of 
my tormentor and then hurried through the crowd to the 
door.

I ignored the leering guard again and hurried to my 
office. I had no reason to put Larry off this morning. 
Well, I had a lot of reasons but I was recovered from 
the other evening enough to give him his morning 
blowjob. Once that was accomplished I got a cup of 
coffee and we went to my desk and had our morning 
meeting.

The counseling sessions that followed were a waste of 
time. I don't think anyone heard a word I said. They 
stared at my breasts and for all the good I did I might 
as well have been speaking Latin. The last appointment 
of the morning was the exception. Not that I did any 
counseling. The student was a freshman who had gotten 
into trouble recently and I knew it was because he had 
started hanging around with people like Nathan.

He came into my office and closed my door and I hit the 
button to turn on the little red light that indicated 
that I wasn't to be disturbed. I offered the boy a seat 
but he walked around behind my desk and said, "I have 
been watching you coming into school in the morning." 

I didn't have anything that I could say to that, but 
this was just the kind of situation I had feared. Or at 
least I thought it was. I thought that this was a kid 
that had seen me being ordered around my Nathan and was 
going to try his luck. It was even worse than that.

He casually reached around me and slipped his hands 
under my blouse and cupped my breasts and before I 
could react he said, "Nathan said I can fuck you. He 
said that all I had to do was come in here and tell you 
that he said it was alright and you would let me do 
anything that I wanted with you. I probably wouldn't 
have believed that if I hadn't watched him make you do 
all that shit every morning out front. When he had you 
bent over out there this morning with your pussy on 
display and everybody taking pictures of your ass and 
your tits and your pussy I got so hard I almost jumped 
you right out there in the yard."

His hands pulled the blouse off of my shoulder and 
pushed it down over my breasts and let it fall to my 
waist. Then they returned to my breasts and squeezed 
them gently before he started to concentrate his 
attention on my nipples. They quickly grew hard as he 
toyed with them and I could only sit there and let yet 
another student take advantage of me.

He must have liked my breasts. He spent several long 
minutes playing with them before he ordered me to stand 
up. I got to my feet and stood facing him. He looked at 
my exposed breasts hungrily and then bent and took one 
of my hard nipples into his mouth and began to suck it 
first, and then bite it hard enough to make me wince in 
pain.

As he abused my nipple with his mouth his hand reached 
for my pussy. My legs were too close together to allow 
him easy access and he slapped my thigh. I got the 
message and spread my legs. His hand cupped my pussy 
and began rubbing and squeezing it roughly. I was 
nervous, having just recovered from that brutal gang 
rape. But it seemed that I was fully recovered now. 
There seemed to be no residual pain, just the pain from 
his rough treatment of my most tender body parts.

He finally straightened up and pulled my skirt up to my 
waist. He looked me over and then he pulled out his 
cell phone and took a couple of pictures. He turned me 
around and bent me over my desk and took a couple more 
pictures from the back. Then he put the phone away and 
I heard him pulling his pants down. 

My pussy should have been dry. I was being raped by a 
student again. This should not have been turning me on. 
I wasn't dry though. I spread my legs for him without 
being told and I felt his cock probing for my entrance. 
As soon as he found it he drove his cock into me in one 
violent thrust and I was so wet that I could hear it as 
he entered me.

The boy sighed loudly as my pussy enveloped his cock 
and he stood for a moment with it buried in me to the 
hilt. Then he started fucking me hard. It was brutal 
and disgusting and degrading and even as quick as it 
was I still came before he did. I felt the orgasm 
approaching and I knew it was going to happen and I let 
it. I came hard, only just managing to bite my lip and 
keep from calling out my pleasure as I was raped by 
another cruel boy. 

It must have been obvious, but he was so wrapped up in 
his own orgasm that I don't think he even noticed. I 
was grateful for that anyway. It would have been so 
much worse if he knew that I had an orgasm when he 
raped me.

He left his cock inside me for a minute or two and then 
he pulled out and slapped me on the ass. He chuckled 
and in an obnoxious, smug, arrogant voice the little 
bastard said, "Down girl!"

I looked around and then stood up and turned to face 
him. I dropped to my knees and sucked his nasty little 
cock until it was clean. Then I licked his balls and 
when he was satisfied he stood there with his cock in 
my face and pulled his pants back up and pulled himself 
together. 

He ordered me to stand up and spread my legs and he 
reached down and scooped up the cum that had begun to 
ooze out of me. He smiled so sweetly as he brought his 
hand to my face and fed his cum to me. If he expected a 
reaction he was a couple of days too late. After what I 
had been through this was just so much more 
humiliation. It wasn't even worth mentioning in my 
diary, if I had a diary. 

I sucked his fingers clean and then he sat down in a 
chair beside my desk and ordered me to sit down on the 
corner of my desk facing him. I glanced at the clock 
and saw that I still had ten more minutes to spend with 
the little bastard. He kept me sitting beside him with 
my clothing gathered at my waist and toyed with my body 
to amuse himself until his session was over.

Just before the bell rang he stood up and thanked me 
for trying to help him get his life back on track. I 
wanted to slap him.

I pulled my top back up and struggled to get my tight 
skirt back down and watched him leave when the bell 
rang.

It was lunch time and as soon as Becky left for her 
lunch Larry called me into his office for his nooner. 
He grinned when he saw me. He said, "We could hear you 
in there when he was fucking you. He must have been 
pounding your ass pretty good. Jennifer James was in 
here and she had a hell of a time not laughing out 
loud."

I groaned. By now everyone in school must think I was a 
horrible slut. 

Larry called me closer and said, "Let's see if there 
was any damage to the merchandise."

I pulled my skirt back up and he stared at my pussy for 
a minute before he said, "Looks good to me. I'm not 
normally that fond of seconds, but listening to you for 
the last forty-five minutes has really turned me on and 
I am going to have to tap that, as the kids say now."

He stood up and spread my blouse open. He didn't pull 
it down he just propped it open against the sides of my 
breasts. He toyed with them for a minute and then I was 
once more bent over a desk and getting fucked from 
behind. I let my mind wander and I remembered what 
Dennis had said this morning, that this might be over 
soon. 

It would be nice if someone could do something about 
Nathan, but I didn't see how my life could ever return 
to normal. This entire student body probably knew by 
now that I could be fucked. A growing number of them 
had fucked me. And all of those terrible pictures! I 
knew that the internet must be swimming in pictures of 
my naked body by now. 

There were those DVDs too. I doubt if Nathan was 
content with the money that he was making by 
prostituting me. I am reasonably certain that he has 
some profit motive behind the making of those nasty 
movies. I had no doubt there was a market for them.

I did such a good job of distracting myself that at 
first I wasn't aware when Larry finished. Not until he 
said, "Are you waiting for someone else to fuck you 
Amanda? I could go out in the hallway and see who I can 
find. There must be someone out there that wouldn't 
mind fucking you."

I stood up slowly and gave Larry a dirty look before 
going back into my office and cleaning myself up. After 
that it was just a question of getting through the next 
three hours with my breasts more or less exposed. The 
final hour, after the students are gone for the day, I 
can usually relax a little then.

At least I used to be able to relax then. Now I had to 
worry about whether or not Nathan had plans for me. I 
was getting jumpy as it neared four o'clock. I let my 
hopes rise when he didn't show up by four and I picked 
up my purse and locked the office door and left. 


Chapter Seventeen
-----------------

I didn't get far. Nathan was waiting for me in the hall 
and he ordered me to follow him. We didn't leave the 
building though. I followed him down a side corridor to 
the audio/video lab. 

We stepped inside and through the classroom into the 
small studio on the other side. There were two 
permanent sets that had been set up for the students to 
work with. One was in the far corner, a news room set. 
The other was a more informal set of a homey looking 
living room scene.

I stepped inside after Nathan and came to a screeching 
halt. There were nearly two dozen students sitting in 
the theater style seats that faced the living room set. 
They were mostly boys, but there were a few girls. They 
were mostly black but there some white kids too.

They were waiting for me apparently. They were talking 
quietly among themselves and watching the set which was 
all lit up. Nathan led me to the side of the stage and 
he waved someone else over. I looked over to see 
Kysha's little sister Misha. She was the girl that had 
done the clean up duties a few nights ago at Cobbs. The 
girl that had seemed so fascinated by my gang rape and 
who had taken so much pleasure in watching me drink 
glass after glass of cum which she had talked my 
rapists into providing after they had fucked me. 

This time she looked uncomfortable though. Apparently I 
wasn't the only one that Nathan had some kind of hold 
over. When she was standing next to Nathan she said, 
"Nathan please, I don't want to do this in front of all 
these kids. I'll do it, but, man! Can't it just be like 
us and maybe Jamie or Terrill even?"

Nathan just gave her a dirty look ignored her pleas. He 
asked her, "Do you remember what I told you to do?"

She nodded and he said, "Don't fuck up or you'll find 
yourself tied to a table at Cobb's. Those old perverts 
would really get off on fucking a young kid like you."

I shuddered at the very mention of the name. Misha 
shuddered and gave in. Just like me, she knew she 
couldn't win with Nathan.

Nathan sent Misha over to sit on the couch and then he 
turned to me and said, "Listen up bitch. If you screw 
this up it'll be you back at Cobb's. We are going to 
make a couple of short movies. In this first one you 
are going to go over there and sit down next to Misha 
and seduce her. You've already had sex with her so it 
won't be anything new for you. Just go over there and 
put your arm around her shoulder and talk to her 
quietly for a minute and then start to kiss her and 
feel her up like a guy would do, or a lesbian, 
whatever. You know what I want."

"She is going to resist a little. She really doesn't 
want to do this but she is going to resist because I 
told her to. You just ignore that and make it look 
real. Kiss her for a few minutes, feel her up a little, 
then strip her and take your clothes off and get down 
on the floor and screw around for a little while and 
end up in a sixty-nine. Any questions bitch?"

I looked over at Misha. She was awfully young, but she 
was already pretty warped. It didn't matter though. I 
had to do what I was told. I would do anything to avoid 
going back to Cobb's.

I just shook my head and whispered, "Okay, I 
understand."

He said, "Okay, wait until I give you a sign and then 
do it. Don't look at the cameras."

Nathan went over to the seating area and sat with the 
rest of the audience. Two boys got up and picked up 
large, professional looking cameras and took up 
positions on stage. When they were ready Nathan looked 
over at me and nodded.

I walked up on stage and tried to ignore all the kids 
that were watching eagerly, waiting to see the live sex 
show. I sat down next to Misha and put my arm around 
her shoulder and quietly tried to reassure her that 
everything was going to be alright. I reminded her that 
we had done this before. 

She sat there looking demure and sweet and innocent and 
whispered, "Oh shut up you dumb cunt and get on with 
it."

Fucking little bitch!

I leaned down and kissed her face and she tried to pull 
away, though not very convincingly. She turned her head 
a few times and I finally put my hand on her chin and 
steadied her head and began kissing her on the lips. 
After a moment or two she stopped trying to evade my 
kisses and I moved my hand down and began to caress her 
small breasts. 

We kissed for a few minutes and I moved my hand over 
her body and then began to undress her. She was wearing 
little girl's underwear, plain cotton panties and a 
training bra that was too small for her. Nathan wanted 
her to look even younger than she was.

It took me a while but I eventually undressed her and 
then I pulled my top off. When my breasts were exposed 
Misha's hand came up to caress me while I took my skirt 
off.

When we were both naked I guided Misha to the floor and 
stretched out beside her on the rug. We started kissing 
and touching and then we took turns eating each other's 
pussy. I tried not to have an orgasm but even here like 
this, in front of all of these people and the cameras, 
having my pussy eaten was still a new experience for me 
and it was just irresistible. And there was no doubt 
about it. This girl had a talent for it.

We ended up moving into a sixty-nine, on our sides at 
first but then with her on top of me. It would have 
been more pleasant without the intrusive camera work 
but even with those lenses coming in for all of those 
close-ups it felt pretty damned good.

We both came several times and it must have been 
obvious that we weren't faking it. When Nathan was 
satisfied that he had enough film he yelled, "Okay, 
knock it off. Get up and get dressed."

I thought that meant that it was over. It was for 
Misha. My evening had just begun. I was ordered to put 
my clothes back on. I put my skirt and blouse back on 
and stepped off stage. 

Nathan said, "Come over here bitch," and led me back 
over to the side. When we were alone he said, "In this 
next one you are going to seduce two boys. All you have 
to do is let them do what they want. I want to see some 
smiling bitch. I want it to look like you love it. Just 
keep in mind that I know something that you hate a 
whole hell of a lot worse than this."

I nodded and he returned to his seat. I looked up on 
stage and saw two young white boys. They were a couple 
of towheads and neither one could have been older than 
twelve. They were sitting there anxiously awaiting 
their co-star. They weren't in the least self-conscious 
either.

Nathan nodded and I walked up on stage and tried to 
force a smile. One of the boys moved over and patted 
the seat between him and his friend. I moved closer and 
sat down.

Both boys began to explore my body. I asked them 
quietly if they had done this before. They both said 
that they had not, but that they were looking forward 
to it. Nathan told them that I was a hot slut that 
loved to fuck kids and they couldn't wait to see and 
touch their first naked woman.

There was no kissing this time. They played clumsily 
with my body and then pulled my clothes off. They 
groped my breasts and roughly jabbed fingers inside of 
me for a few minutes and then they pulled their pants 
down and exposed their immature cocks. They asked me to 
suck them off and I leaned down and began to suck one 
of them while the other boy got to his knees and played 
with my pussy from behind. 

I felt him spread my pussy open and spread the cheeks 
of my ass apart. I couldn't tell if he was doing it for 
his own amusement or if the camera was back there. I 
suspect it was a little of both.

The first boy came quickly and loudly and then they 
changed places. The second boy was just as quick and 
after I swallowed his thin stream of watery cum I 
straightened up and they instructed me to lie on my 
back. 

Once I had gotten into position they took turns fucking 
me. I hardly felt their little cocks inside of me but 
they seemed to have a good time. Once they had cum they 
both wanted another blowjob. They may not last long but 
they certainly recuperate quickly.

I sucked them both off again and after the second boy 
had cum for the third time Nathan told us to get 
dressed. 

I dressed quickly. It doesn't take long when you have 
so little clothing. I was still hoping that it was over 
but I didn't see anyone leaving so I was pretty sure I 
was wrong again.

I was right, I was wrong.

Once I was dressed Nathan sent me over to sit on the 
couch. He said, "This time you just have to react 
normally."

I sat down on the couch and the cameras started filming 
and all of a sudden a large man wearing a ski mask came 
on stage and attacked me. I tried to fight him off. I 
knew that was what Nathan wanted. 

The man started yelling at me and calling me names. He 
slapped my face a couple of times and when I was crying 
hard enough to please him he began to tear my clothes 
off. Once I was naked he held me with my arm behind my 
back and when I was helpless he used his free hand to 
unbuckle his pants and let them fall to the floor. He 
stepped out of them and his large, black cock sprang 
free. 

He reached down and pulled something out of his pants 
pocket and then he moved behind me and I felt metal 
handcuffs closing on my wrists. He pushed me to my 
knees and pulled my hair until I screamed. 

As soon as I opened my mouth he stuck his cock inside 
and he warned me, "If I so much as feel a tooth on my 
cock bitch, I'll pull every fucking one of them!"

I was almost positive I recognized his voice. It was 
the security guard that leered at me every morning.

He held my head in his hands and started fucking my 
throat violently. He had a large cock and it was very 
painful. The cameramen seemed to love it though. They 
kept coming in for close-ups of his large cock 
disappearing into my wide open mouth.

He only fucked my mouth for a few minutes. I was 
relieved when he finally pulled his cock out of my 
mouth. I should have known better though. Things in my 
life only went from bad to worse. He turned me around 
roughly and pushed my face down onto the cushion of the 
couch.

One of the cameramen came in for a close-up of my face 
and I felt the guard begin to force his cock into my 
unlubricated asshole. I squealed and then I screamed in 
pain as he brutally forced his cock inside of my ass 
and began to fuck me violently. I cried loudly and 
begged him to stop and it was music to his ears.

I don't know how long he lasted. It seems like a long 
time when you are in that much pain and afraid that you 
are being torn. He was obviously going out of his way 
to be brutal and hurt me as much as possible. 

He came at last and then forced his cock back into my 
mouth. After I sucked him clean he finally stepped back 
and let me go. I collapsed into a ball on the floor 
with my hands still cuffed behind me.

He grabbed his clothes and walked off stage. When I 
finally stopped crying I saw that he had dressed and 
was now sitting in the audience without his mask. I had 
been right. It was the security guard. He was sitting 
there smirking at me and joking with some of the boys 
around him.

I heard a noise and saw two boys setting up a ladder in 
the space between the two sets. One of them climbed up 
and tied ropes to hooks in the ceiling. He made sure 
they were secure and then the ladder was moved and two 
more ropes were secured to hooks in the floor. Once 
they had the ropes secured they came over and lifted me 
to my feet. 

I didn't like the looks of this. That fear in my eyes 
must have been what they wanted to see because the 
cameras were still filming me. I was just a little 
distracted by what was going on around me though and I 
ignored the cameras.

I was pulled roughly to the ropes and my feet were 
spread several feet apart and the ropes tied around my 
ankles. When they were finished I couldn't move my 
feet.

They went around behind me and removed the handcuffs 
and each one took one of my arms and tied my wrists to 
the ropes hanging down from the ceiling. They tightened 
them up until there was no play in them at all and I 
was drawn into a large X and unable to move.

The cameras had been filming the entire time and I had 
been so nervous that I had forgotten all about them. 

Nothing happened for a few minutes. Then the door 
opened and Nathan came in followed by another man. The 
man with Nathan was an older, rough looking white man. 
I guess he was in his fifties but it was hard to tell. 
He had a lot of hair and a beard. He was wearing a 
leather vest and I saw several tattoos on his big arms 
and his neck. He looked like a biker and I don't mean 
the good kind.

Nathan took a seat and the biker walked up on stage and 
looked me over. He began to play with my breasts and 
then my nipples and the cameras were watching closely. 
The biker was grinning. He looked in my face and saw 
how scared I was. 

He leaned forward and kissed me on the lips lightly. I 
shuddered in revulsion and he chuckled and then he 
lapped my cheeks, first one and then the other, licking 
up my tears. He smacked his lips as if I were 
delicious. 

Then he reached up and began pinching my nipples and 
pulling on them. It hurt like hell and he stared into 
my eyes as he twisted and pulled on my nipples. He 
whispered, "Does that hurt bitch? How about that? Does 
that hurt? Yeah, that hurts. I see it in your eyes. 
You're scared, aren't you bitch. You don't know what is 
going to happen to you. You don't know why I'm hurting 
you. I could do anything I wanted to do to you and you 
couldn't do a fucking thing about it could you? I could 
pull out my knife and cut these hard little nipples 
right off and chew them up and swallow them right in 
front of you. All you could do is cry. I love it when 
you cry. It gives me a fucking hard on. When I'm done 
hurting you I'm going to fuck you. I like fucking 
little girls like you when they are hurting so bad they 
just want their mommies. It's time to play bitch."

I was sobbing as much with fear as pain when he finally 
let go of my nipples. He reached into his shirt pocket 
and pulled something out. He grabbed one of my nipples 
and pulled it away from my chest and then he held up a 
large, extremely fat needle to show me what he had in 
his hand. I almost fainted right then and there. I 
wanted to. I prayed to. I desperately wanted to lose 
consciousness at that moment.

I didn't though. I turned my head away and saw the 
camera pointed at my face to catch my agony. I looked 
over the biker's shoulder and saw the audience. They 
were enthralled. 

The other camera was focused on my nipple and everyone 
in the room was watching as the biker slowly brought 
the unsterilized large gauge needle up and placed the 
point against my painfully stretched nipple.

I screamed in terror and begged for someone to save me. 
The biker chuckled and leaned forward and kissed me 
again. He straightened up then and said, "I love the 
taste of fear."

He began to press the point into my flesh, right where 
the nipple met my breast. I screamed in pain this time. 
I screamed and I kept screaming. 

He didn't jab it through my flesh. He pushed it into me 
slowly, almost in slow motion, and slowly pulled it 
through and then out the other side of my nipple. I was 
shaking my head and crying loudly and begging them to 
make it stop. 

The biker just smiled and reached into his pocket and 
pulled out a large ring and roughly pushed it into the 
hole he had just made in my nipple. I glanced down and 
when I saw the blood running down my breast and onto my 
stomach I almost threw up. 

When he was finished inserting the ring he began to 
torture my other nipple. 

I promised him anything if he would stop. I yelled for 
Nathan. I told him I would let him take me back to 
Cobb's every night if he would just make it stop. 

The biker just kept pinching and twisting and pulling 
my nipple. When he had enjoyed that long enough he 
touched that large, bloody needle to my flesh once more 
and slowly applied pressure until the point entered my 
tender flesh. 

I screamed again and again as he slowly pressed the 
needle through my nipple, all the time staring at my 
eyes. He finally pulled it all the way through and 
dropped the needle into his pocket. He pulled another 
unsterilized ring out of his pocket with his greasy 
fingers and stuck it through the hole he had just made.

When he was done he squatted down and began to play 
with my clit. Well, not play so much as torture. He 
squeezed and pulled and pinched just like he had my 
nipples. It took a moment for it to sink in that he was 
going to pierce me there too. 

When I finally realized what he intended I lost it 
totally. I began to thrash around and scream and cry 
hysterically. He stood up and watched me for a few 
seconds and then he brought his arm back and slapped my 
face with all of his might.

He nearly knocked me out, and I really wished that he 
had. I continued to cry but he put an end to the 
hysterics. I held still as he slowly forced that dirty 
needle through my flesh again and pulled it through in 
slow motion. Then he stuck a matching ring into the 
fresh, bloody hole. 

He reached into his pocket again and pulled out a small 
tube. He put a drop of glue on the ends of all three 
rings and then screwed little balls on them to keep 
them from being removed. When he was all done he 
reached into his back pocket and pulled out a pint 
bottle of some kind of cheap booze and poured it over 
my three piercings.

When the alcohol penetrated those fresh wounds it hurt 
almost as much as the needle had. Well, it was pretty 
close. He put the bottle away and pulled out a knife. 
He cut the ropes holding my ankles in place and then he 
cut my wrists free. 

I collapsed to the floor but he picked up another piece 
of rope that had been waiting on the floor nearby. It 
was a heavy rope that was tied into a hangman's noose. 
He slipped it over my head and tightened it around my 
throat and pulled me to my feet. 

I nearly choked as the noose tightened. When I was 
standing again he loosened the knot just enough so that 
I could breath and then he pulled me over to the desk 
in the corner. He pushed me down on the desk on my back 
and pulled his cock out and raped me violently, all the 
time staring at my eyes and grinning.

Every few minutes he would reach up and slap one of my 
breasts and make me scream again. Just before he came 
he leaned down over me and grabbed both of my breasts 
and squeezed hard. I screamed again and finally I 
passed out.

I don't know how long I was out. When consciousness 
returned I found myself draped over a sawhorse made of 
very rough wood with a lot of slivers in it. My belly 
was pressed into the wood and my arms were restrained 
again, this time to the ends of the saw horse. 

I was being raped again. I looked over my shoulder and 
saw that the boys in the audience were lined up to take 
a turn raping me. The pain was incredible. Every thrust 
was like an ice pick being shoved into my clit. 

Every time one of my rapists had an orgasm they would 
come around to my mouth to be cleaned off. After every 
second or third rape Misha was there with a rag to wipe 
my pussy clean. She was very rough and I suspect she 
was dragging the rag across my fresh piercings on 
purpose. Each time she did it I screamed. I couldn't 
help it. I had never been in so much pain in my life.

The cameras were still rolling and one of them always 
seemed to concentrate on my face and the pain that 
showed clearly there.

I don't know how many times I was raped. I know that 
when I was untied and allowed to put my torn clothing 
on it was dark out. When I got to my car and started it 
for the trip home it was after ten PM.

I drove home in a daze. I honestly don't remember 
driving home. I got out and Dennis met me half way to 
the house and helped me inside.

We went through the same procedure with the Jacuzzi and 
the pills and the wine and I had no choice but to call 
in sick the next day. I couldn't get out of bed. I 
certainly couldn't stand the idea of having clothing 
touching my fresh piercings. 

Dennis tried to talk me into going to the doctor. If 
nothing else he thought I should get a tetanus shot. I 
absolutely refused. I could not let anyone see me like 
this and I certainly couldn't go to my doctor. If I did 
I could never look him in the eye again. 

I told him that a little later I would appreciate it if 
he would go the drug store and buy an antiseptic cream 
and I would use that until the piercings healed.

He said, "Okay, but I am going to check you ever day 
and if they get inflamed you are going to the doctor."

Friday and Saturday passed quietly. On Sunday I started 
moving around again. I was relieved that we hadn't 
heard from Nathan or any of his friends or customers.


Chapter Eighteen
----------------

There was a knock on the door Sunday night and I 
panicked. It was early in the evening and we had been 
sitting in the kitchen playing backgammon and having a 
glass of wine. I was naked. I had gotten in the habit 
of being naked quickly and was actually comfortable 
that way. Dennis had grown pretty fond of it too. And 
the idea of wearing clothing over my new piercings was 
just something I wasn't ready to face yet. I didn't 
know what I was going to do on Monday, but for now I 
wanted to be as comfortable as possible.

Dennis stood up and said, "Relax, I'll get it. Drink 
your wine and don't cheat."

I stuck my tongue out at him.

He went to the door and after he looked out he stepped 
back to let someone in. I figured I was in trouble if 
he was letting someone in while I was sitting here 
naked.

But then I saw who it was and I screamed, "Dennis! What 
are doing?!"

I covered my chest with my arms and he led his father 
back through the living room and into the kitchen. He 
poured his father a glass of wine and I sat there 
mortified at being caught naked by my father-in-law.

I tried again, "Dennis! What..."

Gregg said, "Relax Amanda. I've seen naked women 
before. I hear you spend all your time at home naked 
now. You don't have to change on my account. I'm not 
embarrassed."

I looked at Gregg and I looked at Dennis standing there 
grinning like an idiot and then I thought, "What the 
fuck. Half the town has seen me naked by now. And the 
rest probably will soon enough."

I shrugged and dropped my arms and held out my glass 
for more wine.

Gregg smiled and said, "Well, I have some good news and 
some bad news. I think you will want the good news 
first."

He set a large plastic trash bag on the table and said, 
"Here are all the DVDs that haven't already been sold 
and the Masters. Both Nathan's and Terrill's hard 
drives are in here too. I can promise you that those 
two won't bother you again. Now, I can't undo what 
happened. You are going to have to learn what the best 
way to deal with it is. Whatever works for you. Nathan 
is in the hospital and he'll be there for a while 
recovering from his bumps and bruises and of course the 
castration."

"What!" I exclaimed.

Gregg looked at me in surprise and asked, "Does that 
upset you?

I smiled and said, "It makes me ecstatic!"

He grinned and said, "That's my girl."

He went on to say, "My friends discovered that Nathan 
was also blackmailing two other young housewives and 
two young girls and forcing them to make movies. The 
worst kind of movies. Some of them even worse than 
yours Mandy."

Gregg was the only one that called me Mandy. I hated 
that nickname but I didn't mind when Gregg used it. I 
knew the main reason he did it was to tease me because 
he likes me.

I blushed again and asked, "You saw them?"

He grinned and said, "You are going to hate this Mandy, 
but I'm keeping a copy of each of them. Those are the 
dirtiest, sexiest movies I ever saw. You made an old 
man very happy."

I laughed and said, "Old man my ass!"

He reached over and squeezed my hand and resumed 
talking. "They decided, and I concurred, that Nathan 
had to be stopped. We discussed putting him to sleep 
but my associates assured me that they had used this 
method before in similar circumstances and it has 
worked well. He will be watched and if he becomes a 
problem again he can be terminated. We don't need an 
animal out there preying on women and girls."

I got up and went around the table and hugged him, with 
my tender breasts right in his face and I kissed the 
top of his head and said, "Thank you Gregg. I love 
you."

Gregg turned and looked into my breasts deeply and 
smiled. Then he said, "Sit down sweetheart. I ain't 
done yet."

I kissed him again and as I turned to walk away he 
patted my ass and said, "It is every bit as beautiful 
as I knew that it would be."

I sat down and glanced at Dennis to see how he was 
taking this. He was grinning just as widely as his 
dirty old man.

Gregg continued, "Now for the bad news. We know some of 
those DVD's were sold. Probably a lot of them. But not 
to the general public. Nathan had a list of private 
customers that had a taste for the kind of smut he 
produced. I am upset that I didn't know about it. I 
would have liked to have seen some of those movies, 
judging by the ones that I did see."

I was learning a lot about my father-in-law that I 
never suspected and I was astounded. I had always 
thought that he was just as big a stick in the mud as 
Dennis was. Maybe even worse! Here he was checking me 
out in the nude, openly admitting to keeping my dirty 
movies and complaining that he wasn't on Nathan's 
mailing list. I think I like this side of Gregg. It 
just makes me wonder how Dennis got to be so screwed 
up.

Gregg saw me looking at me funny and said, "We can talk 
later Mandy."

He was reading my mind!

Gregg said, "Some ads were posted on the internet for 
your movies, with pictures. Those things are out there 
now. That's how the internet works."

I understood and I nodded.

He went on to say, "I cannot undo all of the people 
that have seen you naked and have been allowed to have 
sex with you. It could be better dealt with if so much 
of it had not taken place at the school. I am afraid 
that you have two choices now. You can continue to work 
there and deal with your diminished reputation and the 
people who have taken advantage of you and don't see 
why they shouldn't continue to do so. That's one 
choice."

"Your other choice is to let me arrange a transfer to 
another school and a similar position. I don't think 
that anything is available in the immediate area and 
the nearest place that Dennis can transfer to is out of 
state. That would raise licensing issues for you. You 
two are going to have to decide what you want to do 
about that."

I reached over and took his hand again and said, "Do 
you have a preference, or a recommendation?"

He smiled and said, "I would hate to see you leave. I 
love you both and I was very happy when you came back 
to town and settled in. But you know what you will have 
to deal with. It will take a long time to resurrect 
your reputation. I can protect you from the 
administration up to a point, but you know how kids 
are. You are going to be a legend in that school for a 
long time."

I looked over at Dennis. He hadn't said a word since 
his dad got here. I asked, "Anything you want to say 
babe?"

He shrugged and said, "I like it here. But I don't have 
to deal with the things that you do."

I know that he likes his job and the company that he 
works for. I also know that over the past week, Dennis 
has experienced a huge upturn in his sexual appetite 
and an incredible broadening of the mind. He might get 
a kick out of a lighter version of what I had been 
experiencing. 

I got up again and went over and knelt at Gregg's feet. 
I took his hands in mine and thanked him again. He 
smiled and struggled to keep his eyes away from my 
breasts. 

I smiled and said, "Stop fighting it Gregg. I don't 
mind if you look at my tits."

He glanced at his son and Dennis chuckled and said, 
"Don't look at me. It isn't like they are private 
property any longer."

I took that as permission and turned my attention back 
to Gregg. "You liked my movies Gregg? What did you 
like? Did you like the way that I sucked all of those 
big cocks? Has anyone ever sucked your cock like that?"

Gregg suddenly didn't look so confident and in charge. 
He looked at Dennis and Dennis asked, "Have you ever 
had a beautiful redhead give you deepthroat dad?"

Gregg sounded a little hoarse when he said, "I have 
always been a dirty old man, even when I was young. I 
have fought to keep you two from knowing how hot I 
thought you were since I met you Mandy. But can you do 
this without resenting it later...either of you? I 
would hate for this to make us all uncomfortable when 
you came over for Thanksgiving dinner."

Dennis said, "I have seen or seen recordings of Amanda 
sucking a lot of cock in the last week. I wanted to be 
mad and I wanted to be jealous. I was as shocked as 
Amanda was when I just got horny. I don't know how I am 
going to resolve the conflicts in my head. But I know 
that I love watching my sexy wife sucking cocks and 
getting fucked and going sex crazy. When I can't watch 
it I get just as hot hearing about it. I hope she isn't 
disappointed in me when I tell her that I honestly hope 
she decides that she wants to stay in town and continue 
to work at the school and have men and boys continue to 
take advantage of her. But without all of the pain. 
There needs to be limits. If Nathan had been reasonable 
I probably wouldn't have gone to see you dad. My honest 
reaction if you were to pull out your cock and get one 
of her fantastic blowjobs is going to be a hard on. And 
if you want another blowjob on Thanksgiving that's cool 
too."

Gregg said, "I am not a saint, kids. I have never been 
one to look a gift blowjob in the mouth. I have 
admitted to having the hots for you since I first saw 
you Mandy. I may be a dirty old man, but I am honest. 
If you believe that Dennis is being honest then I want 
to do this."

I smiled and moved my hands to his big thighs and slid 
them up towards the large bulge in his pants. I leaned 
down and kissed the large lump in his pants and said, 
"I've seen the hard ons Gregg. I've sucked his cock 
while he watched those movies you enjoyed so much. I'm 
pretty sure that he would enjoy seeing me please you. 
It would certainly go a long way towards thanking you 
for what you have done and it's an opportunity for me 
to show you how much I love you."

Gregg stood up and I helped him open his pants and pull 
them down. When they were around his ankles I pulled 
his shoes off and slipped his pants off and moved them 
out of the way. I leaned down and kissed his knees and 
then slowly kissed my way up his thighs. 

Gregg is a large man, and I don't mean fat. He is tall 
and muscular and impressive. Dennis didn't inherit his 
father's physique and unfortunately he didn't inherit 
Gregg's large cock either. 

I pushed Gregg's legs apart and looked down at his 
large cock and his remarkably large testicles. His cock 
was eight or nine inches long and proportionally big 
around. I leaned down and began to kiss his cock and 
his balls lovingly and he slid down in his chair a 
little more to make it easier for me. 

I stopped long enough to ask, "Would you like to go 
somewhere and get more comfortable?"

He smiled and said, "I don't think I can walk right now 
sweetheart. Maybe next time."

I laughed at that. I was pleased by the implication. I 
loved Gregg and I knew I was going to love is beautiful 
cock. I was glad there was going to be a next time.

I bent down again and began licking and when I thought 
that I had teased him enough I took his cock into my 
mouth and looked him right in the eyes as I slowly 
moved my lips down his long, hard shaft. I had an 
inordinate amount of practice at taking cocks down my 
throat lately and it wasn't even a challenge. I buried 
my lips in his pubic hair and he groaned loudly and 
said, "I'll be god damned! Sweetheart, any debt you 
think you owe me you can mark paid in full right now."

I kept his cock in my throat and my only answer was, 
"Mmmmmmmmm."

Gregg exclaimed, "Son of a bitch! I sure wish you could 
teach my wife how to do that!"

After that, except for moans and groans he was quiet. 
He relaxed and enjoyed my talented mouth. He had 
remarkable staying power, but I didn't mind. It pleased 
me to please him and I could have done this all 
evening.

When he finally did cum I moved my lips up and wrapped 
them around the head of his cock tightly and began to 
move my hand rapidly up and down his shaft. My other 
hand was curious to see if he enjoyed that little thing 
that drove his son so crazy. I cradled is large balls 
in my hand and my middle finger stretched down and 
under and came to rest on his asshole. 

As it turns out he did indeed like that little trick. 
He jumped and swore and filled my mouth with one of the 
biggest loads of cum I have ever had from a single 
ejaculation. I held his cock in my mouth until it was 
soft and I had gotten the last possible drop of his 
cum. 

He sat staring down at me and now that the lust was 
satisfied for the time being it was a look of love and 
it made me feel so good. I let his cock slip out of my 
mouth and I kissed it gently. Then I sat up and he 
pulled me into his lap and hugged me tight. 

He kissed me and said, "I don't know why my uptight son 
found you so attractive Mandy. But I'm glad he did and 
I'm glad you are finally getting through to him. To be 
honest, I'm not even sorry about Nathan and what he did 
to you. I'm sorry you were hurt, and there is no 
question that he went much too far, but I certainly am 
happy with the results in both you and my son. I think 
we are going to be a lot closer now, and I'm not just 
referring to sex."

I kissed him and said, "I know, I feel the same way. 
But don't tell Dennis. I don't want to hurt his 
feelings."

Gregg looked over at Dennis and said, "Aw, fuck him!"

All three of us laughed and I said, "I will, after you 
leave."

We all had another glass of wine and Gregg asked, "So 
you have decided to stay I take it?"

I looked at Dennis and then back at Gregg and said, 
"Yeah, I like it here. I like being close to you and 
Deb. And I have an appetite for sex now that won't be 
satisfied by getting fucked once a week in the privacy 
of my bedroom with the lights turned out."

Gregg hugged me tightly, being careful of the new rings 
in my body, and said, "Whenever I can help let me know. 
And I don't mean just sex. If some asshole starts 
giving you a hard time I know guys that know guys. Just 
ask Nathan."

I'm back at work now. I have toned down the clothing, 
but Dennis and I went shopping and we picked out an 
entirely new wardrobe. All of my clothes are sexy, but 
a lot more tasteful. I still wear the slut stuff 
sometimes for kicks when we go out, or if Gregg is 
coming over. He enjoys them too.

I cut Larry off at first, but once my piercings healed 
we started playing around again. I cut him down to once 
a day though. He seems happy and it may just have been 
the incentive he needed. He is doing a much better job 
now.

I still get groped as I walk through the school yard 
and some of the male students still try to take 
advantage of me when they come to see me and the door 
is closed. Sometimes they get lucky, sometimes they 
don't. 

I called Social Services anonymously and told them that 
I had reason to believe that Misha was being molested 
by her father and her brother. She is out of the home 
now and receiving counseling from a very good 
professional. It looks like she might be getting 
adopted soon.

I see Nathan around the school sometimes. He is truly a 
changed person. He never speaks to me. He avoids me 
like the plague in fact. But he has become quiet and 
studious. I knew that he was intelligent. Now he is 
applying himself to his school work. He may never 
reproduce, but it looks like he may make something of 
himself.

Darnell and Gil come back to town an average of four 
times a year. They have stopped by a few times and we 
look forward to their visits. They are a lot of fun.

Terrill avoids me. He knows what happened to Nathan and 
he is terrified that I might arrange for the same thing 
to happen to him.

The security guard that was so rough on me got nervous 
when he heard about Nathan. I thought about letting 
Gregg's friends have a talk with him but he is behaving 
himself now. And besides, he has a really nice cock. I 
may want to see if he can be toned down a bit and 
become useful. I don't want to be entirely in charge of 
my sex life and someone like him could be good for me 
if he didn't get carried away.

The End

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To that small group of disturbed people who have 
enjoyed my previous efforts and encouraged me, thank 
you.

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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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