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Librarians Training
by Nathan Silvers (no address provided)
First published by The Editor
***
Special training for up and cumming Librarians. (Mmm/FF,
underage, 1st-lesbian-expr, oral, anal, d/s, s/m, bdsm,
hunl, orgy)
***
-= Chapter 1 =-
"Yes, it's a weekend training scheme."
"For me, Mr. Pincher?" Gillian Smith peered at her boss
a little suspiciously through her glasses. "Why me?"
"We decided that you were, uh, you were, ready for new
ideas," Joe finished lamely, looking out the open
window. "Some people have their eyes on you, you know,
and so they thought that it would be a good idea for you
to attend this seminar for training." He shuffled some
papers on his desk. "I assume you can go this weekend?"
"Well, yes," Gillian said uncertainly, pushing her
straight blonde hair back out of her eyes. "I suppose
so."
"There's a flight at five," Joe said, handing Gillian a
ticket. "A car will meet you at the airport."
"Yes, Mr. Pincher. Thank you," Gillian said, and then
left his office, feeling very strange about the whole
thing.
Joe Pincher couldn't have recommended her; he didn't
like her at all. But then, he was a real creep, the sort
of boss who licked the boots of his boss whenever the
area manager appeared to check the library. And the last
time Mr. Harper came in, Joe had stood close to Gillian
as she worked, telling Mr. Harper what a bad employee
she was. And now this.
Gillian felt uneasy as she got back to work, putting
books back on the shelves.
Of course, one of the reasons Joe hated her was that she
wouldn't date him. Gillian shivered at the thought of
the times he'd trapped her in an aisle and tried to feel
her tits.
Other men had approached Gillian because she was
beautiful, but she deliberately dressed as dowdily as
she could and never used make up.
"Gillian," Joe said, coming up behind her, "Since you'll
be leaving early on Friday, you can stay late tonight
and do my shift. I have a date."
"But, Mr. Pincher, that's not fair! I did..."
"Do it, unless you want me to fire you and save them the
trouble of paying for your training weekend," he sneered
nastily at Gillian.
Gillian nodded her head and wept a little when Joe had
gone.
That Friday night, very nervous, Gillian caught the
flight, a small commuter one, then she was met at the
airport by a young, fresh-faced, brunette-haired girl.
"Hi," the brunette said, "I'm Alda; I'm taking you to
the seminar."
"Oh, thanks," Gillian said and sat beside her, clutching
her purse.
"I'm Dean's girl Friday," Alda said with a giggle, as
she drove out of the airport.
"Dean?"
"Dean Harper; I do everything for him." She giggled
again and Gillian saw that the girl's already short
skirt was riding up her shapely thighs as she shifted
around in the seat. And the top of her blouse was open
just a little more than it should have been. Gillian
would never have allowed her cleavage to show.
Soon they were on a small winding road, and Gillian got
nervous all over again.
"Where is this place?" she asked.
"Oh, a special hotel," Alda replied, giggling again.
"Out of the way; quiet, you know, so that people can
concentrate on what's going on. If you know what I
mean."
Gillian didn't. "What's this all about?"
"Oh, it's a weekend for people who show promise," Alda
said airily.
"But I've always been told how bad I am."
"I think Dean makes his own decisions," Alda said,
driving up to a small hotel that was surrounded by tall
Douglas firs.
Alda led Gillian in and showed her to a nice clean room
on the second floor.
"I'll leave you to tidy up," she said, running her eyes
over Gillian's plain dress. "They'll call you in about
half an hour."
"Thank you." Gillian sat on the bed, then stared out the
window.
She had a shower and changed; though she put on a dress
that was just as sensible as the one she had traveled
in. It was shapeless and the hem hung to well below her
knees. She sat on the bed and waited, her stomach
turning over with nervousness.
The phone rang and she grabbed it in a second. "Yes?"
"Dinner," said a man's voice. "Come to the bottom of the
stairs and I'll meet you there."
"Yes," Gillian said breathlessly. She got up and grabbed
her purse.
She recognized Dean Harper at once. He looked so
handsome and commanding. His tall frame, broad
shoulders, and dark hair seemed to loom over her, as he
politely escorted her to the dining room. She shivered,
as his cold gray eyes ran over her as she walked into
the room.
The dining room was small. There was one table set and
only Alda and another woman were at it.
"More people arriving later," Dean said as they sat
down. "This is Rose Hudson; she's on the committee with
me."
"Hello," Gillian said nervously, avoiding the other
woman's eyes.
Rose was a stringy, good-looking blonde, whose hair had
obviously been dyed. It was teased out around her face,
lending a strangely sexual air to her whole look.
Gillian was almost too tense to eat. Both Dean and Rose
asked her questions and she did her best to answer them,
but she was constantly blushing and wishing she could
hide behind her straight blonde hair. She played with it
constantly, and even Rose remarked on how lovely it was.
"Genuine blonde hair," she whispered, "you're very
lucky."
Gillian blushed and drank a little more wine.
Dean filled her glass again. "To make you relax."
Later, she refused a brandy and sat waiting for what was
going to happen.
"Well," Dean said, "let's head for the conference room."
He led the way, and Gillian found herself between Rose
and Alda. It was almost comforting to have two women
there to protect her.
The hotel was fairly modern, but the conference room was
done in a medieval style. There were suits of armor, and
along the wall were swords and chains and whips. Along
one wall, there was a cage, and a strange piece of
apparatus that Gillian didn't dare go and look at. It
had a frame and straps hanging all over it.
"Still in working condition," Rose chuckled, running her
hand over it. "A torture rack. You see, you can hang the
victim by their hands and feet, and turn them any way
you want. Then stretch them." She smiled. "But we're
much more civilized now."
"Yes," Gillian said, and then waited for them to sit
down around the large sturdy table that also looked as
if it had come out of the middle ages.
"I expect you're wondering why we brought you here,"
Dean said, standing close to Gillian and looking her
right in the eyes.
"Yes, sir," Gillian said, looking down at the floor.
"Sometimes I have employees that haven't realized their
full potential. I like to help them realize it." He
stared at Gillian and waited.
"Ah, yes," Gillian gasped. "I didn't know. Mr. Pincher
said that..."
"Mr. Pincher wants you out; you know why?"
"No," Gillian said, shivering.
"Because you wouldn't fuck him."
Gillian stared and her head jerked.
"You don't think you're good enough for that rat-faced
little jerk, do you?" Dean asked.
Gillian didn't know what was going on. Rose was sitting
down finally; crossing her legs in the long, tight,
white leather dress she wore. The slit at the side
showed more of her thigh than Gillian thought decent.
"Well, we're gonna show you that you're a lot better
than that," Dean said. "We're gonna teach you all about
sex and that. You didn't think this was a library
discussion, did you?"
He grinned as Gillian went white and backed away,
clutching her purse harder. "I-I don't like sex, Mr.
Harper."
"Dean," he corrected.
"Please, Mr. Harper, no! I don't want to! I'm sorry; I
can't do that!"
"If you don't, I'll let Joe fire you."
That twisted a knot in Gillian's guts. Her parents would
kill her if she lost this job, and she didn't know what
she'd do then. Even at twenty, she didn't know how to
look after herself. But she couldn't do anything as
depraved as have sex, or whatever it was they wanted her
to do.
"No, please, don't do this to me!" She sobbed, and then
broke into tears.
"So, take your dress off," Dean said, leaning on the
table. "You've got one of the best figures I've ever
seen, and you hide it.
"No, no!" Gillian shrieked and turned, rushing for the
door in a blind panic. Dean had locked it and it was a
massive, thick door that wasn't going to open, for all
her terrified wrenching. "Help, help!"
"Don't bother." Dean leaned against the wall close to
her. "The staff here know what to do. You can scream as
much as you like. That's why we came here."
"Help me!" Gillian screamed, tearing at the door in
helpless terror. Sweat broke out all over her body.
"Please, no, don't do it to me! Please!"
"Take your dress off," he said, as if it was something
Gillian did every day in front of strangers.
"No, please!" Gillian dropped to her knees and clutched
at his legs. "Please, no, please, not this, please! I
can't have sex; it disgusts me, I hate it! Please!"
"I'll tell you what will happen if you don't take it
off."
"No, please, how can you want me?" Gillian wept, her
glasses fogged up with the force of her tears. "I'm
ugly; look at me!"
Dean laughed, and so did Rose.
"By the end of this weekend, I'll show you just what
you've got, honey," Dean said, "but to show you, we're
gonna have to use it."
"I'm a virgin!" Gillian screamed, playing her last card.
"Oh, good; that'll be nice," Dean said, then chuckled
again. He slid his hand under Gillian's chin, pulling
her face up to his. "Honey, I hate to do this, but I'll
use anything I have to make you see sense. Anything!"
He smiled, and his cold eyes went bright with lust.
"He's lying," Rose said, strolling up beside Gillian.
"He loves it when you fight and have to be disciplined."
She smiled and leaned in closer, the waft of her perfume
making Gillian's head swim. "And so do I; I love
disciplining girls, love it!"
She smiled even more brightly, and Gillian screamed.
For in Rose's hand was a whip, a curling, single-tailed
whip. It seemed even more menacing, now that Rose wore
white leather gloves that vanished into the sleeves of
her leather dress.
"So, take your dress off," Rose said. "It's your last
chance."
"No!" Gillian screamed, losing her grip on herself. She
tried to run, but Dean had her arms at once and twisted
her around, forcing her toward the table. "No, please,
no!"
Gillian wept, trying to escape his grip, but it was like
iron and before she knew it, she was pushed face down on
the tabletop. It was highly polished and so strong that
it didn't shake at all, as she struggled. Dean had hold
of her arm and pressed her down with it, twisted up into
the small of her back.
"Please, no, let me go home!" Gillian wept. Then she
screamed, because somebody had grabbed one of her
ankles.
"You want Joe to fire you?" Dean laughed.
"Please, no, let me go!" Gillian wailed, as a metal
manacle was clicked shut around her ankle. "Let me go!"
Alda was pulling on the chain; wrapping it around one of
the stout table legs, stretching Gillian's ankle out.
"Help, please, help!" Gillian screeched, but the chain
was wrapped around the thick wooden support and Alda
walked around it, holding another chain and manacle on
the end of it.
Gillian's screams rang around the room, but it was
useless. Her other ankle was bound, and then the terror
really started. Her legs were forced wide open as the
chain went around another table leg on her other side.
Gillian wasn't used to doing the splits, and her tendons
were soon screaming in pain, as her legs were forced
open as wide as they would go. But it was the
humiliation that got her more than the pain, the horror
of being forced and bound over the table. She wriggled
as hard as she could, but Dean had a strong hold on her
arm and anyway, the struggle with the leg irons had
already worn through her tights, and the thick steel was
rubbing her skin painfully.
Suddenly, she jerked even harder, for Alda had gotten a
grip on her left hand.
"No, you can't, you can't!" she begged.
Alda pulled Gillian's arm out, and clipped another chain
and manacle around her wrist. As Gillian screamed and
begged, Alda pulled the chain around a table leg on the
other side of the table, and stretched the weeping,
sobbing Gillian out until her hand nearly reached right
across the polished surface. After that, it was an easy
task for Dean to twist her right arm back, give it to
Alda, and have Gillian's wrist clipped and pulled out
until she was painfully stretched across the table; her
muscles pulled to the limit, her whole body aching. Her
hips were pressed into the table edge, her ass stuck
out, but her long skirt still covered it and went down
her legs.
"Please, what are you going to do?" she wept, twisting
around until she gasped and froze at what she saw.
Alda was taking her clothes off, opening the buttons of
her blouse while she ran her free hand down the front of
Dean's pants. And there was an enormous bulge when she
pulled her blouse out of her waistband, showing the
little lacy cups of her bra.
"Please, Dean, can I have one of those boys? Come on, be
fair; you're getting her."
She opened the belt of her skirt and unzipped it,
sliding it down her legs, as she played with his cock
through his pants.
He laughed and ran his hands over her bra, feeling her
soft swelling tits. "Sure, honey, but you fuck him here;
you know that."
"Sure, baby; I know that," Alda purred, and stepped out
of her skirt, dropping it as she paraded her lovely slim
figure in nothing but her bra, panties, shoes, and white
stockings that were held up by lacy garter straps.
Gillian was so disgusted she turned her head away.
"Key, baby," Alda whispered.
Dean gave her the key and Alda walked out of the room.
Gillian felt Rose's hands running over the backs of her
stretched legs, pulling up her dress and slip.
"No, please, don't do that! Please, don't!" she begged,
but Rose ignored her and went on pulling the flower-
patterned dress up the backs of Gillian's legs,
revealing her panty hose and the curves of her thighs.
Finally, Rose tossed the dress over Gillian's ass, and
then slid the slip after it, revealing her ass and
panties under her tights. Gillian moaned, and her head
sank to the table. Her glasses came off.
"Fucking Jesus!" Rose gasped. "She's even better than
you said."
She ran her hand over Gillian's ass, and the bound
librarian trembled and jerked.
"Would I lie?" Dean laughed. He sat up on the table
across from Gillian and reached over, picking up her
glasses. "Shit, look at these; they get worse every time
I look at them."
He handed the glasses to Rose and the tall blonde
examined them.
"You ought to be ashamed," she said, prodding Gillian
with her foot. "You look like you're fifty. We'll soon
change that. Call Marty, Dean; he can do these in no
time."
"What are you doing?" Gillian wailed, as Dean picked up
the phone.
"You'll see," Rose said.
"Yeah, Marty, hi," Dean said into the phone. "Yeah, new
pair, by tomorrow lunchtime? I knew you could. Yeah,
pick 'em up; you wanna see who gets them. Yeah, we're at
the usual." He laughed and put the phone down. "Now, you
just tell us when you want to take that dress off."
Gillian twisted, staring at Rose as the horrible woman
stood behind her, with the whip curled in her hand. The
long thin leather tail swung up in the air; flicking
over her round body, cracking with a gut-wrenching sound
close to her ear.
"No, please, what do you want? Please, please!"
"We want you to take your dress off," Dean said.
"No, not that... I can't!" Gillian screamed.
Dean laughed, and suddenly the curling whip lashed
across Gillian's asscheeks. She jerked, screaming as her
whole body went tense. Her wrists and ankles wrenched
against the metal irons holding them.
"Aaaghghhh! Please!" Gillian begged.
"Take your dress off."
"No, no, I can't, I... aaghhh!" The whip cut more red
agony into Gillian's ass as she heaved on the tabletop.
The door opened, and Alda came back in, escorting a
young boy of about eighteen, who looked stunned. She
pulled him to the table and leaned back on it, spreading
her thighs, stroking her panty crotch.
"Take your pants off, big boy," she cooed.
The boy was dressed in a cook's uniform, and he
undressed very fast, staring at Gillian's bound body.
His white pants were down his legs in no time, as
Gillian screamed to the beat of another savage lashing
across her ass. Instantly, Alda grabbed the boy's cock
through his briefs and caressed it, stroking the rock-
hard boner.
"Take my panties off," she purred, closing her thighs as
his fumbling fingers reached for her panty tops.
"Take that dress off," Dean said softly, leaning in
closer to the sobbing, screaming Gillian.
"No, please! I can't do that, I can't, please...
aagghhh! Let me go, please!" Gillian screamed.
"If I do, Joe'll fire you," Dean said.
"Please, stop, please, I can't do that, I... aagghhh!"
Gillian collapsed across the tabletop. But Dean grabbed
her blonde hair and pulled her head up, turning her so
that she could see Alda and the young cook. Alda now had
his pants off and his eight inches of cock were
thrusting out, rock hard with lust, as he ran his eyes
over Alda's luscious figure. She was opening her bra and
thrusting her tits at him, and then she kicked her
panties off.
"Now, stick that big cock up my pussy!" she gasped,
leaning back on the tabletop; her thighs open, her pussy
hair already damp with her juices. She fondled her large
tits, pinching her nipples, as he gasped and pulled her
ass to the edge of the table.
He took his cock and slid it into Alda's hot wet cunt.
It went right in, surging to the top of her pussy with
no effort at all. The boy gasped and fucked his cock
into Alda's cunt harder, pulling her closer to him with
each ramming fuck.
"Ohhhh, wow! Your cunt's so tight! Ohhhh, fuck!" He
rammed his throbbing fucker harder into Alda's pussy.
"Come on, big boy, gimme it all!" Alda purred, her dark
hair falling across the tabletop as she leaned back, her
legs tight around his waist.
"Isn't that good to see." Dean grinned at Gillian. "You
take your dress off, and you can get fucked, too."
"Aaaaghhh! Noooo!" Gillian wailed, as the whip cut her
ass again. Already she could feel that her tights were
tearing under the assault, ripping as the whip lashed
into her throbbing ass. "Please, not that, please!"
Gillian screamed. She knew she couldn't take pain like
this for long. She shrieked as the tail of the whip
lashed her ass again.
"Noooo, please!" she begged, jerking on the tabletop,
her straight blonde hair tossing all over the place in
her frantic pain. She could see the faint traces of
blood on her wrists where the iron manacles had chafed
her skin. The whip flogged her ass once more. "Yes, I'll
do it!" she screamed. "I'll take it off!"
Good," Dean said, then swung off the table.
The whip stopped, and Gillian lay there, sobbing,
horrified that she'd given in to their horrible demands.
The boy fucking Alda worked his stiff boner in her cunt.
"Oh noooo!" he roared. "I'm cumming! I'm cumming!"
-= Chapter 2 =-
Her ass aching with an agony that sent shivers through
her, Gillian straightened up, rubbing her wrists. She
moaned, and burst into fresh tears as she saw the blood
on her wrists. Her ankles were still manacled so she
couldn't escape, but she turned and looked down at her
feet. There was a smear of blood on her ankle. With a
sob, she looked at Alda and the cook as he gave a yell
of lust, his cock pumping in and out of the brunette's
hot wet cunt.
"Ahhhh, yeahhh!" he yelled, his ass heaving; his hands
gripping Alda tightly; holding her onto his shooting
cock. "Ohhh, fuck! I'm cumming! Cumminnnggg!"
He jerked and Alda gave a scream of fury.
"You fucker!" she yelled, her cunt sliding on his thick
shooting fucker, as it poured out cum deep in her fuck
passage. "You fucker! Hold it in! Satisfy meeee!"
She screamed, her dark hair tossing wildly; her
fingernails digging into his back; running thin red
lines into his flesh.
"Aaahhhh! I'll get it up again; I will, I can, I
willll!" he yelled, his cock slamming deep into Alda's
cunt, pouring hot wet cum cream into her sucking fuck-
hole.
"You better, you better!" Alda screeched, her pussy
sucking and throbbing around his shooting prick. Gobs of
cum were running out of her pussy as she jerked up and
down on his fuck-rod. Her legs were clasped tightly
around his waist, and she gasped with lust.
"Aaaahhh, yeahhh!" the cook yelled, slamming her ass
into the tabletop; ramming his cock into her cunt with
furious strokes as his balls gave out the last gobs of
jizz. He gripped Alda's shoulders tightly, his cock
blurring in and out of her cunt as he reached his peak,
shooting thick spunk deep in her pussy.
"Wouldn't you love to be fucked like that?" Rose crooned
into Gillian's ear, making the bound librarian gasp and
jump. "Having a great big cock pumping into your pussy?"
Rose grinned and slid the whip under Gillian's nose, the
terrible, hard leather looking shiny with use.
"Never mind," Rose whispered. "You will have it, lots of
cocks, all shooting in your pussy. I know; I know how
it's gonna be."
Gillian burst into more tears and fell forward over the
tabletop. Ignoring her pleas, Rose gripped Gillian's
blonde hair and pulled her back up, grinning at her
horror.
"All for you; lots of cocks," she chuckled, and let
Gillian go.
The terrified librarian fell across the table again; her
legs still bound and spread wide, her ass burning from
the whipping. Close by her, the cook was gasping as his
cock gave out the last oozes of his cum. He gave a moan
and pulled his still half-hard cock out of Alda's cunt.
"I'll get it hard for you," he gasped, and then started
caressing his prick, gazing at Alda and then at Gillian
as he did.
"Stupid fucker," Alda crooned, sliding to her knees in
front of him. "I'll give you a minute. If you make it,
you can have me any time you want this weekend. If you
don't, tough; somebody else will."
She sank her soft lips over his cockhead, sucking gently
on his cock; licking off his cum that still clung to his
prick in thick gobs.
Gillian almost passed out when she saw that. The idea of
taking a man's cock in her mouth almost made her throw
up. She saw Alda's soft lips move down his cockshaft,
taking it all in, caressing his flesh, her fingers on
his balls, stroking them, squeezing gently.
"Mmmmm," Alda murmured, sliding the cook's prick into
her mouth, her red lips a perfect circle around his
cock. She eased her mouth back, her tongue flicking all
over his fucker. "Not bad, big boy. You can do it."
"Told you," he gasped, his rapidly hardening boner
swelling in Alda's mouth and skillful hands.
"Mmmm," Alda purred, licking his swollen cockhead. "So,
you can have me when you want, big boy; you gonna fuck
me raw?"
"You bet," he gasped and his cock gave another heave in
her mouth.
"You better," Alda whispered, sinking her mouth down on
the length of his prick, until Gillian saw her throat
swell as she took his cockhead right in.
Gillian shivered at the horrible sight. She turned away,
her eyes pouring tears. But Dean was there, on the other
side of the table, and Rose was beside her; both of them
looking at her with horrible lust in their eyes.
"So," Dean said. "How about that dress?"
Gillian could see the whip in Rose's hand and she knew
she had to obey. Sniveling, she reached up and fumbled
for the zipper at the back of her long dumpy dress.
The only sound in the room was the moaning that came
from the young cook, as Alda's mouth sucked the last
full inch of hardness back into his cock.
Gillian found the zipper and ran it down to the small of
her back, losing her grip several times. She slowly
eased the dress down her arms, revealing her bra.
It was only when she had her dress around her waist,
that she realized that she had to take it off over her
head, since her legs were still bound and spread. She
sobbed, and pulled it up again, but still nobody tried
to help her. Struggling almost painfully, she managed to
pull the garment over her head and drop it on the floor.
She felt naked under their horrible gazes, even though
she still had her slip, bra, panties, and pantyhose on.
"Now the slip," Dean said.
Gillian choked and gave a deep sob. "Please, don't make
me... aaaghghhh!"
She leaped and jerked helplessly, her hands going to
protect her ass as the whip pulled away, leaving a
curling line on her slip and another red welt on her ass
flesh.
"All right, I will!" she moaned.
She struggled with her long slip, trying to pull it up
over her head. It was even more difficult than the
dress; particularly with her legs still bound and
stretched open. But slowly the long white garment pulled
up, showing her legs again, and then her ass, and
finally the curves of her body. With the final struggle,
the bound librarian heaved the slip over her head and
let it drop to the floor. She hung her head, put her
hands over her tits, and wept.
"Jesus Christ, that's nice!" Dean breathed, coming
forward and leaning over the table. "I knew she had a
body under all that crap. Look at her."
He slid his hand out and took hold of Gillian's bra,
pulling on it.
"Stop, please, stop!" Gillian begged.
"Take your hands away!" Dean snapped.
The moaning librarian did as she was told, leaving his
horrible hands on her bra.
Then, Rose's hands worked over her tits from the rear,
sending shivers over Gillian as she stood, bound to the
table legs.
Dean unclipped the bra, revealing Gillian's wonderful
tits for the first time.
"Fuck, you guessed right again, Dean!" Rose laughed,
taking one of Gillian's nipples in her fingers, playing
with the crinkled bud.
Something snapped in Gillian. With a scream, she flung
Rose's hand away and lunged back at the woman, slamming
into her hard.
"No, stop that! That's... that's perverted!"
Instantly Dean grabbed her by the hair and slammed her
back down to the tabletop, almost breaking her nose.
"You don't do that, bitch!" he snapped.
"No, please, no, don't, please!" Gillian begged, her ass
heaving, as Rose's hands gripped her pantyhose and tore
at it.
Gillian sobbed as Dean let go of her hair. He walked
around the table and his powerful hands gripped her
pantyhose, tearing at it, ripping the resilient
material. Gillian screamed, as he walked around the
table and gripped her hair once more.
"I'm gonna teach you to obey," Rose hissed in Gillian's
ear. "I'm gonna whip your panties off you."
"No, please, I won't do that again! I won't!" Gillian
begged.
"Damn right!" Rose laughed, then stepped away.
"No, please, noooo!" Gillian wailed, as the whip cut
into her ass. She jerked against Dean's hand, but his
grip was more than strong enough to keep her face down
on the tabletop. "Please, I won't do it again, I'll do
what you want! Urrghhh!"
She screamed as the whip cut her ass hard, leaving a red
welt over her flesh. She flung her hands back to protect
her ass.
"Take your hands away," Rose said.
Gillian sniveled and wept, holding her ass, trembling
from head to toe.
Suddenly, Rose gripped Gillian's wrists and wrapped
something around them very fast, binding them together.
Gillian struggled and wept, but Rose slid the leather
strap around her neck and pulled, shoving her hands up
almost as high as her shoulder blades. Then, she tied
the strap off and chuckled.
"You'll pay for that, too, bitch!" Rose promised.
Gillian wailed as the strap around her neck began
cutting her air off. She gasped, then heaved, screaming
as the whip cut into her ass.
This time Rose was whipping across her ass, lashing into
her panties; cutting up the thin material with each
blow, ripping the garment away in strips, as the whip
cut and swung.
"Aaaghgh! Please, no, no, aurrghh!" Gillian screamed,
then leaped right out of Dean's grasp, and went rigid,
screaming her heart out.
The whip's tail had cut right between her legs, lashing
into her spread pussy, the tip cutting right into her
clit. The agony was beyond anything she'd ever known.
She gasped for air, hands pulling the strap tighter
around her throat. While she was still screaming and
gasping, the whip lashed her again, ripping off a large
section of her panties. Dean grabbed her hair tightly,
forcing her back down to the table again. The pain was
driving Gillian mad.
"Now tell me you'll do everything I say!" Rose snapped,
lashing Gillian's ass, tearing off another strip of her
panties.
"Yes, yes, I will! I promise! I won't... urrghhh! I
won't do anything wrong, I promise!" Gillian screamed,
as the whip tore away another strip of her panties.
She clung to the tabletop, her tears pooling on the
polished surface.
"Stand up!" Rose snapped.
Very slowly, her whole body aching horribly, Gillian
pulled herself upright, sobbing and weeping. She looked
behind her and saw her whipped, bruised ass, and the
remains of her panties, still clinging around her waist.
Farther down were the remains of her pantyhose, ripped,
and shredded on her calves.
"Push your tits out," Rose said.
Gillian hurried to obey, pushing her lovely tit mounds
out over the tabletop, her fingers wriggling in the
bonds that held them. She gasped, as the strap tightened
around her neck. She pulled her hands back up to allow
herself to breathe.
It was horrible, degrading, to have to stand there as
Dean and Rose ran their hands over her body. Her body
was luscious. Her long legs curved from slim ankles to
shapely calves and trim knees. The curves of her thighs
led upward to the tight swell of her ass and the mound
of her pussy, which hid the secrets of her cunt in its
deep folds. Her hips curved into a slim waist, then on
up to a wonderful pair of tits.
Her nipples were hard, her aureoles lightly covered. And
her face, though red with shame, was still soft and
beautiful, alluring in its innocence.
"Well, baby, you're worth it; worth every moment," Rose
murmured, sliding her hand over Gillian's tits.
She pressed her hips into Gillian's ass, and the feel of
the woman's expensive leather garment sent a shiver
through Gillian, even before she felt the heat of Rose's
cunt, burning right through the dress and into her
flesh.
Dean worked one of Gillian's nipples, pulling at it,
rolling it hard, until Gillian gave a moan of pain.
"Don't you love that?" Rose whispered, tightening her
grip on Gillian's other nipple. Her hips pressed even
harder against Gillian's ass, forcing Gillian's pussy
into the table edge.
Gillian sobbed. "Yes, yes! I like it!"
"Do you like this?" Rose whispered, sliding her
fingernails over Gillian's nipple; biting in hard, until
the bound blonde writhed.
"Yes, I like it!" Gillian wailed, pain throbbing out of
her nipple, her arms struggling to get free, yet only
tightening the strap around her neck.
"Good," Rose purred, then slid her hand down Gillian's
back.
Gillian trembled and bit her lip. She couldn't take any
more of the whip, but the idea of having another woman's
hands on her ass was almost more than she could stand.
On top of that, Dean's fingers were still working her
nipple and something really horrible was going on close
beside her, as Alda worked the cook's stiff cock right
into her throat.
"Hey, big boy, you really can get it up," Alda crooned,
holding his cock in her skillful fingers.
"Told you," he gasped, then slid his rock-hard fucker
right between Alda's lips until it was all in her mouth
and throat, and her wicked little tongue flicked out
over his balls.
With her lips caressing every inch of his cockflesh,
Alda worked her mouth back up and ran her tongue over
his throbbing cockhead.
"How about you fucking my ass?" she whispered. "Right in
front of little miss virgin there?"
She giggled, sinking his cockhead back into her throat.
"Sure!" he gasped, his cock fucking harder.
"Come here!" Alda giggled, and pulled him onto the table
by his cock. He crawled along behind her as Alda slid
onto her hands and knees, her ass close to Gillian's
face.
"Ohhhh, come on, fuck my pussy to get it wet, and then
stick it up my ass!" Alda moaned, rearing up on her
knees, thrusting her cunt out at the cook.
The boy was almost out of his mind with excitement, as
he ran his prick into Alda's cunt and pulled it out,
smeared with her pussy juices and his cum.
Alda giggled and spread her legs, her ass jerking up as
he ran his cock right between her tight asscheeks.
Gillian couldn't believe what she was seeing. Dean
worked her nipple; yet, she was staring as the young
cook slid his cock into the crack of Alda's ass and ran
his cockhead over her throbbing anal entrance.
"See that?" Alda laughed, pulling and spreading her
asscheeks. "Watch it go in, virgin; you'll be begging
for cock up your ass before the weekend's out."
Gillian broke into more tears, vowing that however hard
they whipped her, she would never beg for anything so
degrading.
Alda sighed happily as the cook's thick round cockhead
slid into her ass. She held her asscheeks apart. Gillian
couldn't help but see the thick cockshaft sliding into
the crinkled entrance; pushing the hole open, rubbing
hard against the throbbing muscles.
Gillian moaned, pulling at her bonds. Gasping and
moaning, she saw the cook's fucker work right into
Alda's ass, until he gave a gasp and slid down on top of
her, his loins slapping into her asscheeks, his cock
buried deep in her shit-pit.
Alda gurgled, and the two of them began fucking on the
tabletop, their bodies jerking together in an obscene
display of lust.
Rose's finger ran over Gillian's ass; sliding into her
ass crack, pushing for her tight squirming shit-hole.
"Don't you love that?" Rose whispered.
Gillian moaned, struggling against the tabletop, her
tits aching from Dean's fingers, her ass muscles almost
cramping, as she tried to keep Rose's fingers out of her
shit-pit.
"I said, don't you love it?" Rose whispered, showing
Gillian the whip in her other hand.
"Yes!" Gillian whispered, pain surging out of her ass,
as Rose's finger pushed against the tight ring of
muscles guarding her trembling shit-hole.
"Beg me to finger-fuck your ass," Rose whispered, her
finger pushing, the long fingernail scraping over
Gillian's twitching asshole.
Gillian gave a gurgling scream, writhing on the
tabletop, as the young cook rammed his prick deep in
Alda's ass. Alda was moaning and gasping, her ass
heaving up to take more of the hard prick, her tits
rubbing against the shining tabletop.
"Beg me, or it's the whip, right on your pussy," Rose
whispered. Her finger pushed and slid just inside
Gillian's shit-hole.
"Aaaghhh!" Gillian screamed, jerking in horror and
shame. "Yes, please, fuck my ass!"
"Good, tell me how much you love it," Rose whispered,
her white leather suit pressing into Gillian's back.
Gillian wailed, jerking as her spasming ass muscles
cramped against Rose's finger, trying to keep it out of
her ass. But it was no use; the finger slid in, rasping
over her shivering walls. Stabs of horrible pain gushed
out of the contact. Her ass muscles pounded with pain,
throbbing over Rose's finger as the relentless blonde
worked her finger in and out, curving it, her fingernail
scraping over Gillian's delicate anal walls. Gillian
gave a sobbing moan, and tried to fall forward, gasping
against the leather strap that ran around her neck and
down to her hands.
"Tell me how much you love it," Rose whispered, running
the whip in front of Gillian's staring eyes again.
"Aaaghhh, I love it!" Gillian screamed, as her ass went
crazy around Rose's finger; throbbing and squirming, as
her ass muscles cramped, erupting in pain.
"Good, you want me to go on?" Rose asked softly.
"Eeuurrghh! Yes, yes, please!" Gillian wept, her ass
jerking as Rose's finger ran in and out, scraping her
shitter walls.
Rose chuckled, running her finger deep in Gillian's ass,
stroking, scraping, while Gillian's ass muscles cramped
and spasmed.
Dean laughed, twisting Gillian's nipple, caressing her
soft tit curves, his eyes devouring her.
"Uurrghh, yes! Yes, do it! Ooohh, fuck my ass!" Alda
screamed, heaving up and down on the table, her ass
jerking up, taking the cook's swelling cock as hard as
she could.
"Uurrh, yeah, yeah, I'll fuck you, bitch!" he yelled,
his cock slamming in and out of Alda's ass, the sucking,
slapping sound making Gillian even sicker.
Gillian struggled against the bonds as Rose's finger ran
deeper into her ass. She moaned and sobbed, but her
shitter walls were settling down, the caress of Rose's
finger feeling almost pleasurable. Even the scrape of
Rose's fingernail sent shivers of strange arousal
through the bound blonde. Gillian moaned, pulling
against the chains, her throat tightening as she gasped
for air.
"Oorrghhh, fuck my ass! Come on, baby! Fuck it!" Alda
demanded, her body wriggling. Her large tits rubbed into
the wood, and she gasped with every thrust of the cook's
prick into her asshole.
He gasped, gripping her shoulders, shoving his cock into
her shit-pit even harder, his ass blurring as he fucked
her.
"Yes, ohhh, yes! I'm cumming!" Alda screeched, pushing
back against him, taking his cock to the limit as it
slapped in and out. She moaned and jerked, pushing up,
spreading her legs, her tits lifting off the table as
she spasmed and came, screeching with lust. "Do it!"
The young cook gasped as he shot the first jet of his
cum deep in Alda's sucking ass. He howled as he came,
his prick throbbing and shooting.
"Yessss, OOOhhh, yessss!" Alda screamed, cumming
helplessly, as she pressed back against him, taking his
cock as deep as she could. "Ohhhh, fuck my ass! Ohhh,
cum, cum... aaghhh!"
The cook gripped Alda around her thighs and pumped the
last shots of his cum into her ass. He yelled, leaning
on her still twitching body, his cock oozing cum into
her ass.
Alda dropped back onto the tabletop, moaning with
satisfaction. "Hey, big boy, you can fuck; you know
that?"
"Hey, you ain't exactly lousy yourself," he gasped,
lying across her, his cock still pumping.
"Call me, if you can't sleep." Alda giggled.
Gillian trembled as Rose worked her finger into her ass,
and Dean held onto her tits, twisting her nipples.
"Now wasn't that fun?" Rose whispered.
"Yes!" Gillian moaned, shivers of strange passion
running through her body.
The young cook pulled his cock out of Alda's ass and she
gave a moan, thrusting up after him.
"Gotta go, babe," he said. "I'm back on for a couple of
hours."
"Not yet, honey," Rose said, "your cock needs cleaning."
"Well, yeah, but I thought..."
"She'd love to clean it for you, wouldn't you?" Rose
said, ramming her finger harder into Gillian's ass.
Gillian trembled, and her ass spasmed painfully again,
as she looked at the cook's slowly softening cock. It
was cummy, and had other juices all over it. It didn't
look as if there was any actual shit on it, but it
looked disgusting enough.
"Yes, yes, I'll clean it, but how can I with my hands
tied?" Gillian wept.
"Lick it clean!" Rose snapped.
Gillian gave a shriek, tossing, struggling against the
bonds. "Never!"
-= Chapter 3 =-
"Oh, yes, you will," Rose whispered in Gillian's ear, as
the terrified librarian struggled to free herself from
the bonds around her ankles and wrists. "And you'll get
more, honey, just to teach you not to yell at me. And
never disobey me. Got that?"
"I won't do that!" Gillian screamed, struggling; her
wrists pulling the strap around her neck harder with
each desperate jerk of the body. The young cook stood in
front of her on the table; his cummy cock inches from
her mouth, his hands on his hips, waiting.
"Hold her hair," Rose said.
The cook reached out, taking a grip on Gillian's lovely
blonde hair.
"Lick it clean!" Rose snapped and swung the whip.
Gillian screamed in agony as the whip cut into her ass.
She jerked against the table, her ass ringing with pain,
her body tense as the next blow swept in, right between
her legs.
"Lick it clean!" Rose demanded.
The bound librarian wailed as the whip cut right into
her pussy, beating a white-hot agony right through her
body. She jerked and trembled, trying to close her legs
against the chains, rubbing her ankles raw on the metal.
"Lick it clean!" Rose yelled, lashing Gillian's open
cunt, beating the terrible knotted leather into her
clit.
"Aaaaghhh!" Gillian screamed, jerking and tossing in
agony.
The cook had a grip on her hair. She could see his cock,
and it was getting harder with each lash of the whip on
her ass and pussy. The cummy prick straightened out and
pointed at her mouth.
The whip lashed into her asscheeks, getting another
desperate scream from Gillian as the agony surged over
her body. She jerked, her hands pulling at the strap,
choking herself. Her ass throbbed and pulsed, her
muscles spasming under the assault of the whip. She knew
she couldn't go on much longer; the pain would break
her. Her stretched thighs shook as the whip cut inside
them again and beat on her aching pussy, lashing an
agony through her that sent her head dizzy.
"Lick it!" Rose yelled.
Gillian surrendered. With a moan of submission, she
leaned forward and licked tentatively at the tip of the
cook's cummy cock. Even though she couldn't taste very
much, it was disgusting, and she would have thrown up if
the pain hadn't been so great.
"Lick it!" Rose yelled.
She lashed between Gillian's legs again, beating her
pussy.
Gillian screamed, and leaned over farther as the cook
pulled her down, right over his cock. Moaning and
shuddering, Gillian let the thick prick pass between her
lips, the big round cockhead filling her mouth.
"Suck it, bitch!" the cook demanded.
Gillian tried her best, sucking in the thick prick,
letting the thick gobs of cum run into her mouth.
Strangely enough, it didn't taste too bad; it was salty
and creamy, thick, sticky, but it went down her throat
easily enough. The rank smell of Alda's ass was on his
shaft, however, and that made Gillian squirm. She choked
and pulled back a bit; her hands aching, the strap
pulling at her neck.
"Deeper!" Rose snapped, then lashed Gillian's cunt.
Gillian's scream rang off the walls, and she sank her
mouth back down on the cook's cock again; taking it in
until the thick round cockhead thrust at the entrance to
her throat. She sucked and licked as best she could,
letting the young cook fuck her mouth as hard as he
wanted; thrusting his prick into her mouth until more
than half of it was between her lips.
"Mmmm!" he murmured, holding Gillian's hair, running his
cock in and out between her lips. "That's nice!"
"Like that?" Dean laughed, standing at the table. "Fuck
me, she's a virgin and she still sucks cock like that.
Hey, did you check, Rose?"
"No," Rose replied. "I just figured I'd beat the shit
outta her if she was lying."
"Check her," Dean said, "and don't break it. We don't
get many virgins in this line of work."
He laughed again, and leaned on the table, watching
Gillian's mouth sink down on the cook's stiff boner.
Gillian sucked at the cook's stiff cock, feeling it run
to the back of her mouth; thrusting hard, making her
gag. She moaned, trying to keep her arms up to take the
pressure off her neck, while sucking the thick
cockshaft.
Then she felt Rose's fingers moving over her ass, right
between her legs. She shuddered, but she had to endure
the added humiliation. The cook gripped her hair, and
fucked his cock between her lips; harder and faster, as
his passion mounted. Gillian groaned, and her eyes
closed as Rose's fingers reached the lips of her
innocent little cunt.
"Oh boy," Rose said, "you'll like this one, honey; it's
just lovely."
She ran her finger over Gillian's cuntlips, then spread
them expertly, pushing a finger over the bound
librarian's clit.
Gillian gave a great heave and her cunt trembled as
Rose's skillful hand ran over her clit. The spasms that
came out of the contact were hot, thrilling; sending her
gasping onto the cook's fuck-rod. Rose's finger rubbed
her clit gently, and the sensation soared down her legs
and throbbed through her; blending with the agony in her
whipped ass, churning it all around. Something started
to throb in Gillian's guts, her pussy spasmed, and a
long drawn-out moan escaped her lips.
"Yeahhh!" Rose sighed. "Come on, honey, let's get real
wet for Aunt Rose, shall we?"
Her finger ran over Gillian's clit and another one
rubbed gently at the entrance to her little fuck hole.
Gillian gurgled as the cook rammed his prick between her
lips, pushing at her throat. The sensations creaming
around in her pussy were making her head swim. Her legs
shook and struggled against the leg irons, and her arms
ached in the bonds, but the sensations went on. Her
pussy was getting damp; she could feel it. And she could
also feel Rose's finger probing the entrance of her
cunt, pushing in a little.
"Yeah, fuck, she sucks good!" the young cook growled,
holding Gillian's hair, ramming his cock between her
soft young lips, faster and harder; sliding his
prickshaft right into the squirming entrance of her
throat. "Come on, honey, this is gonna be good!"
"Hey, don't you suck my man off!" Alda yelled suddenly,
rushing up to the table. "He's gotta shoot that in me!
Hey! Stop that! He's mine!"
But all Gillian could do was gurgle, as the cook slammed
his cockhead into her throat. She gagged, as he rammed
it back in, filling her throat.
Rose's fingers were caressing her pussy, stroking her,
rubbing her sensitive hard clit bud and the shivering
walls of her fuck-channel. She could feel Rose's fingers
on her pussy, and Gillian gave a lingering moan of
strange arousal, her throat opening wider for his prick.
"I'll whip that bitch! She's gonna suck my man off!"
Alda yelled.
Rose laughed and slid her finger into Gillian's cunt,
easing it in until it came into contact with her tight
little cherry drum.
"Yeah," Rose chuckled, "she's a virgin, all right.
You're gonna have fun with this one, Dean."
"Yeah, when you've all finished with her." Dean sat in a
chair, watching closely.
"Ohhhh, ohhhh!" the cook moaned, as his cock slid deeper
into Gillian's mouth. He gasped, gripping her hair
harder, ramming his fucker at her mouth with all his
fury. "Fuuuuck, she's good! She's fuckin' good!"
Rose stood up and leaned against the table, sliding her
hand down Gillian's tummy and between her thighs,
caressing her pussy. She leaned closer, whispering in
Gillian's ear.
"Alda's really pissed," she murmured. "So I'm gonna have
to let her whip you; you know how it is. Can't go around
sucking her man off, can you?"
Her fingers played with Gillian's clit, one finger
worked back into her throbbing pussy. Gillian gave a
scream of horror as she tensed, her mouth deep on the
cook's cock. Her ass trembled as Rose played with her
cunt, tormenting her with the spreading sensations of
pleasure that flowed from the degrading caresses.
"Oooohhh, fuck! I'm cumming! Fuuuck, I am!" the cook
roared, his cock going out of control in Gillian's soft
mouth.
Gillian felt her head spinning, with a mixture of horror
and pleasure that sent her guts heaving. Gushes of
desire rushed from her cunt as Rose played with her;
stroking her clit, sliding one finger in and out of her
tight entrance to her fuck hole. At the same time, her
body ached from the bonds, her neck pulled at the strap,
and her throat pulsed at the invasion of the massive
cock rammed in there.
And the whip cut her ass, sending enough agony through
Gillian to open her throat with a bubbling scream, as
her body went tense and her ass erupted in red-hot pain.
"Aaaagghhh!" the young cook roared, slamming his cock
right into Gillian's throat. The cum boiled in his balls
and his grip tightened in Gillian's hair. "Fuuuck, do
that to her! Yeah, whip her! Oooooh, fuck it! Do it!"
His cock blurred in and out of Gillian's throat.
"Bitch, sucking off my man!" Alda screamed, lashing
Gillian's shuddering ass. Her dark hair tossed and
flicked as she put all her effort into whipping the
bound blonde, and her dark eyes burned with fury.
"Bitch!"
Gillian shuddered as another searing cut beat into her
ass. Her throat opened even further, and she took more
of the cook's fuck-rod, her body tossing in pain. But at
the same time, the flowing pleasure from her pussy was
making her legs tremble. Rose's fingers were wet as she
caressed Gillian's cunt.
"Yeaaaaah!" he yelled, his cock heaving, blurring in and
out of Gillian's mouth as the cum rushed up his shaft
and poured out into her soft sucking mouth. "Ohhhh, whip
her; she sucked me off!"
Gillian was sure she would throw up as the hot cum
gushed into her mouth, but the surging pleasure and pain
running through her were all that she could feel. Her
thighs shook as hot wet goo gushed into her mouth, and
the young cook yelled and moaned, his cock pulsating at
the entrance to her throat.
He pulled his spurting cock back, pouring cum over her
lips, running his cockhead just in and out of her
helpless mouth.
"Look what she done! Whip her!" he yelled, streams of
jizz gushing all over Gillian's lips.
"Bitch!" Alda screamed, laying the whip into Gillian's
ass in a fury, the tail curling in and out in a
continuous arc. She rubbed her pussy, gasping with lust,
as she whipped the helpless blonde.
Gillian screamed in rising agony as the whip lashed her
ass, and the last hot gobs of cum flowed over her lips.
But the pain was flowing strangely through her. She
tossed and moaned, her thighs trembling, her pussy mound
rubbing against the table edge, giving extra pleasure to
her heaving body.
"Suck it offfff!" the cook roared, fucking his oozing
cock at Gillian's mouth. "Fuck, that was a great blow-
job; now, clean it up, whore!"
He held his cock at her lips while Gillian sobbed and
licked the cum off, letting it flow down her throat, her
pussy still throbbing, with the pleasure coming from
Rose's fingers and the hard table edge rubbing just
above them.
Rose laughed and took her fingers from Gillian's cunt.
Alda let the whip drop, her eyes glazed, her tits
heaving as she worked her fingers over her pussy.
"You're gonna enjoy this one," Rose promised Dean.
The door opened.
"Oh, hi, Marty," Dean said, "you just missed a great
one."
"And I drove so fast to get here," Marty said. "Oh well,
what can I do for you?"
The cook slid his cock out of Gillian's mouth, rubbing
his slowly subsiding cockhead over her lips as she
licked the last of his cum up. "Not bad, baby; see you
later."
Instantly Alda grabbed him. "You owe me, for fucking
that little shit."
He grinned as he put his uniform on. "Tell you what. If
I get a buddy of mine to do my shift, I'll show you how
to fuck, lady, all night long."
"Mmmmm," Alda purred, "that's more like it." She stroked
his arm as he buttoned his uniform.
"The only thing is, I gotta promise my buddy something;
how about her later?" The cook jerked his thumb in
Gillian's direction.
"Sure," Alda said. "Hey, Dean, can his buddy have her
later, for doing his shift?"
"I think so," Dean said, "she's gonna need a lot of
cock."
"Great!" Alda gasped, then led the young cook out.
Gillian was lying face down across the table, sobbing
her heart out. But then she felt the chains around her
ankles being taken off, and she pulled her legs
together, with a moan of pleasure. The ache in her
thighs lessened. Then the bonds around her wrists were
taken off, and she was pulled round; lying across the
table to face Dean, Rose and Marty.
Marty was tall; middle-aged, with salt and pepper hair.
He was dressed casually. He examined Gillian carefully.
He held up her glasses and shook his head.
"You shouldn't be seen dead in these," he commented. He
examined the lenses carefully. "Fine, no trouble. Now,
let's look at you."
He picked her head up by the chin and stared at her
flushed, tear-stained face. It was all made worse by the
fact that she was naked, except for the tattered remains
of her pantyhose around her ankles. He turned her head
to one side, and then the other, looking at her with
professional interest.
"Yes, I know what we need to do here. Contacts, too?"
"Sure," Dean said, "but wait until I call."
Marty grinned. "Usual price?"
"You got it." Dean turned away. "I'll give you the money
when you leave."
"Sure," Marty said indifferently, looking at Gillian in
quite a new way.
"Oh, and don't fuck her cunt; she's a virgin." Dean
stopped at the door.
Rose picked up the whip, and then offered it to Marty,
who shook his head. Then she and Dean left.
"Virgin, huh?" Marty stared at Gillian as the door
closed. "Take that crap off your legs."
With a sob, Gillian reached down and started to pull her
torn pantyhose off. Pulling them off was painful, but
she was terrified of this man; even more terrified than
she was of Dean.
"Come here," Marty said.
Uncertainly, Gillian walked forward, her legs trembling,
rubbing her whipped ass. She stood trembling.
He slid the zipper of his pants down and looked at her.
"Let's see how you suck."
"No, please, not that! I hate it! Please!" Gillian wept,
staring at the massive bulge in his pants.
Brutally, Marty backhanded her, sending her spinning
across the floor, her face ringing with pain. She
collapsed, sobbing, holding her face.
"Let's try it again, huh? Come here, crawl, bitch!"
Gillian struggled to her hands and knees, then crawled
across the carpet, sobbing and moaning, horrified out of
her mind at this sadistic man. She crawled up to his
leg, reaching into his pants; moaning as she held his
cock.
It was long; ten inches at least, and it seemed to throb
in her hand like a deadly arrow, ready to pierce her.
"Well, what do you do with a cock?" Marty demanded.
"I-I..." Gillian stammered, then leaned forward and ran
her mouth over his hard cockhead.
"Not bad. Now, suck it real nice," Marty said softly. "I
gotta go home to a wife who needs her ass whipped and I
wanna warm up, got that?"
Gillian nodded her head frantically as she slid her soft
lips down his cockshaft, sucking for all she was worth.
She thrust her mouth at his cock harder, running her
soft lips down his cockshaft as far as they would go,
right until his cockhead pushed at the entrance to her
throat.
"Hey, not so fuckin' bad," he murmured. "Not fuckin' bad
at all."
He held her around the neck and pushed harder, his
cockhead ramming at her throat. To Gillian's surprise,
her throat opened and took a couple of inches of his
cock before she gagged, and had to pull back.
Marty gave a growl and thrust again, his prick pushing
even farther into her throat. Her throat spasmed around
the swelling prick, as she knelt at his feet.
"Yeah!" he mumbled, running his cockhead in and out of
her throat; thrusting it farther each time, until most
of his ten-inch fucker was disappearing into Gillian's
mouth at the peak of each thrust. "Hey, you got a lot
going for you, baby. You give great head. Hey, you could
be a star!"
He fucked her mouth faster.
Gillian sobbed, expecting to have his hot cum shooting
into her throat at any moment. She trembled, waiting;
hoping he wouldn't take too long.
But suddenly he pulled her up, her mouth sliding off his
cock.
"Bend over the table!" he snarled, his cock throbbing.
He almost threw her across the table. Gillian shook with
fear, for she was expecting Marty to fuck her pussy. But
his cock ran between her asscheeks, and she gave a
horrified gasp.
"Something wrong?"
"No, no, sorry!" Gillian moaned, laying her head on the
tabletop, shuddering.
He pushed her thighs apart and forced his cock to the
tight entrance of her ass. Instantly her ass-muscles
cramped, but Marty was powerful. His cockhead forced her
anal muscles open, and pushed in a little.
Gillian gasped, as pain rushed out of the contact. There
was some pre-cum juice on Marty's cock, but that and her
saliva, were the only lubricants on his long prick.
Marty seemed to be into the pain of fucking her ass
without the proper lubrication. He grunted and his long
cock worked deeper, rasping agonizingly over Gillian's
shitter walls. She wailed and burst into tears, but he
fucked harder, and another few inches of his fucker
vanished into her shivering ass.
"Come on, bitch, help me!" he yelled. "I gotta cum, I'm
busting!"
He slapped her sore asscheeks, making her groan and jerk
back at him as his cock fucked deeper into her shit
hole.
"Yeah, come on, you shithead! Bring me off! Make me cum!
Make me shoot! Yeaaahhh!" He gripped her arms and pulled
her back, ramming his cock into her ass until it was
buried in her dry shit hole. He gasped and yelled,
pumping his cock at her shit-pit, twisting her arms as
he raped her ass, holding her on his prick. "Now, you
take it, whore!"
Gillian screamed as she felt his cock swelling with cum.
He rammed her harder, slamming his cock into her sore
ass, fucking it in to the hilt. He growled as his balls
slapped Gillian's asscheeks, and his prick throbbed deep
in her guts; the cum rushing to the tip of his cock.
Gillian felt her shitter spasming, as his cock rasped
into her ass and worked over her walls. She moaned,
clinging to the table; sobbing in deep, horrible shame,
and horror, as well as the pain.
But there was a strange dark satisfaction to being
fucked like this; being assraped over a table, hurt for
a man's enjoyment. She sobbed, as her head spun again,
and then leaped as the first hot jet of cum gushed into
her hot shitter.
"Yeaaaaah!" Marty bellowed. "Ohhh, here it is, little
girl! Tell me you want more, more... mooorrree!"
He bellowed with lust, his cock spurting cum into her
ass, his hips heaving with the release.
"Aaahh, yes, yes, I want more, I want more!" Gillian
screamed, heaving her ass back at him; feeling his cock
moving easily on the slippery sperm coating her ass
walls. Her ass shivered with a depraved delight, as
Marty spent himself in her guts. She sobbed and wept;
heaving, as the hot springs of cum gushed into her ass.
"Tell me again!" Marty yelled, his cock heaving; lifting
her feet off the floor at the height of his thrust, and
pouring steaming cum into Gillian's ass. He gripped her
tits, pulling her up; holding the screaming, sobbing
librarian on his cock as he shot the last gobs of his
spunk deep in her ass. "Yeahhh, wasn't that great?"
"Yes!" Gillian sobbed, her ass spasming over his oozing
cock. "Yes, that was great!"
He snapped, and flung her forward; off his cock and
across the table. Brutally, he pulled her around and
shoved his still-hard cock at her mouth.
"Can't go home with shit or cum on my mouth on my cock,
can I?"
Gillian's stomach heaved, but she dared not disobey him.
He held her head and made her lick his cock; cleaning up
all the cum and her own ass juices. She closed her eyes,
not knowing if there was any of her shit there. It
tasted a bit like it, but she never knew. She was still
licking up the other side of his cock when he shoved her
away impatiently. She squealed, as she slid across the
table and almost fell back onto the floor.
Without another word, he zipped his pants up and left,
closing the door behind him.
-= Chapter 4 =-
Gillian clutched the cold tabletop and lay there,
sobbing. Her ass ached, and her body throbbed with the
pain of the abuses she'd suffered. Desperately, she
raised her head and tried to see if there was some way
out of the room, but there was only the one door and she
knew that it would be locked.
The door opened and Dean and Rose came back in. Rose
carried the whip, and grinned as she strolled over to
Gillian.
"Bit rough with old Marty, right?" she said brightly.
"Well, don't worry, it's just me and Dean now, and we'll
be real gentle with you, won't we?"
"Sure," Dean said.
Gillian broke into tears.
"Stand up," Rose said.
Gillian struggled up, her weeping eyes cast down as she
leaned back against the table.
"You've got to learn," Rose said softly, stroking the
whip through her fingers. "You never say no; you know
that?"
"Yes," Gillian whispered, shaking all over.
"So you have to be punished for saying no, don't you?"
Gillian clutched at her whipped body. "Please, I'll do
anything, but please, no more of that!"
She nodded at the whip.
"This?" Rose laughed. "Hey, you love this! Come on, tell
me how much you love the whip."
She advanced on the moaning librarian, and Gillian tried
to pull herself over the table, to escape.
Rose grabbed her and pulled her back, forcing her to her
knees. She stood over Gillian; her legs spread wide, the
whip close to Gillian's face.
Gillian stared at the white leather dress just inches
from her eyes. Rose's gloved hand moved closer, holding
the whip; running the tight leather over Gillian's
horrified mouth.
"Lick it, baby. Lick the whip," Rose purred, sliding the
thick handle over Gillian's lips. She slid her hands
into Gillian's blonde hair and held her tightly.
Gillian licked; tasting the leather, the salty sweat on
the shiny handle.
"Good, now suck it," Rose purred, and turned the whip
handle in her gloved hands, sliding it at Gillian's
mouth. "Get it all wet."
She eased the whip into Gillian's mouth, and the
helpless librarian sobbed as it entered. The horrible
taste of the leather seethed around in her mouth, as the
rough surface ran over her tongue. She sobbed in shame,
seeing Dean out of the corner of her eye, standing
there, watching her humiliation.
"Deeper, honey. Suck it like it was a real cock, come
on, right in," Rose purred. She pushed and the top of
the handle rasped at Gillian's throat, making her gag
and heave on the floor. "Naughty; you took a cock
before, so you can take this, come on, swallow it."
The menace in her voice sent Gillian shuddering and
moaning, as she tried to take more of the whip handle.
It pushed at her throat and she gagged, but somehow she
managed to take an inch or so of it; jerking as her
stomach heaved.
Rose eased the whip handle inside, fucking Gillian's
throat with it, as she held the blonde's hair.
"Come on, suck the cock, honey, suck it!" Rose grinned,
and spread her legs wider around Gillian's shivering
body. "Now, push my dress up."
Gillian managed to slide her hands onto Rose's thighs,
and slowly pushed the white leather dress up over Rose's
stocking tops and on; revealing Rose's creamy thighs.
Gillian's throat spasmed around the whip handle, as Rose
worked the leather in and out of her mouth. Gillian
trembled. Rose had over half of the whip handle in her
mouth and the white gloves rubbed against her soft lips.
"Further!" Rose snapped.
Gillian was ready to throw up. In a dreadful haze of
pain and humiliation, Gillian eased the white leather
dress up and finally exposed Rose's leather panties.
"Take them off. They clip at the sides," Rose said,
running the whip handle in and out of Gillian's throat.
Gillian found the first clip, pulling at it until it
came open. The second one was even easier, and soon the
terrified librarian was pulling the hot leather panties
out from around Rose's garter belt and holding them;
waiting in terror as the whip handle slid in and out of
her throat.
"You're getting good at this!" Rose laughed. "Now, take
the whip handle and fuck me with it; go on!"
Gillian moaned as Rose let go of the whip. In a heaving
terror, Gillian pulled the handle out of her throat and
tried to put it to the wet lips of Rose's cunt, while at
the same time, holding the white dress out of the way.
Rose laughed and spread her legs, opening the dark-
haired lips of her pussy for Gillian.
"Come on, ram it up me! You hate me, don't you?"
"No, no, I don't hate you!" Gillian wept, sliding the
whip handle over Rose's clit, working it toward the
steaming hole of her cunt.
"Liar!" Rose laughed. She grabbed Gillian's hair again
and tilted the blonde's head up. "If you don't hate me,
you're a real wimp. Now, let's try that again."
"No, no, I don't hate you!"
"You stupid bitch!" Rose snarled.
Gillian screamed as Dean pulled her up, shoving her onto
the table facedown. Then Rose grabbed her hair and held
her while Dean took her legs, pulling them wide open and
lashing her ankles to the table legs.
Gillian lay there; spread-eagled on the table, her head
hanging over one side. Dean held the squirming blonde
while Rose pulled a chair up and sat in it, spreading
her legs brazenly on either side of Gillian's bound
body. She tilted her pussy up and pulled Gillian's head
down, until the two met.
Gillian gave a muffled scream as her face was buried in
Rose's hot wet cunt. The smell of a woman in heat washed
over her, and she struggled as Rose's cunt-slit rubbed
over her face.
Rose pulled Gillian's head up, her skirt falling over
her captive's face, her long stocking-clad legs
stretched across the tabletop on either side of the
sobbing blonde.
"Now, get that whip up my cunt!"
Gillian took the whip handle and ran it over Rose's
spread wet pussy flesh. She found the entrance of Rose's
fuck-hole and eased the leather handle in, feeling
Rose's cunt muscles spasm around the thick rod. Gillian
worked the handle in and out of Rose's pussy.
"Mmm," Rose purred, as she worked her pussy on the whip
handle. "Now, tell me how much you hate me."
"No, no, I don't hate you," Gillian lied. "It's just
that... aagghhh! Help!"
She twisted desperately, her ass on fire, just in time
to see the thin rod in Dean's hand.
"No, please! For the love of God, no!" she begged.
"Tell me how much you hate me," Rose purred, "and don't
let that handle fall out of my cunt, bitch, or you'll
really get it if you do."
"No, no, I don't... aaaghhh! Help no, please, no!
Please, don't whip me, please!" Gillian struggled and
wept, her ass on fire; three thin lines of agony across
her flesh, beaten deep into the already thick mass of
welts there.
"Tell me how much you hate me."
"Yes, yes, all right, I hate you!" Gillian screamed.
"And work that whip in my cunt!" Rose screamed. "Whip
her Dean, she's gotta learn!"
Aaaghgh, no, no please... uurrghh!" Gillian twisted and
jerked on the tabletop, her legs squirming on the
polished surface, her ass burning with a desperate fire.
"Work that thing in my cunt, bitch! Do as you're told!"
Rose yelled, jerking her pussy over the thick whip
handle.
The rod lashed Gillian's trembling ass. She worked the
whip handle into Rose's spasming cunt; sweat running
down her face, her ass twitching, as she waited for the
next blow.
"Yeaahhh!" Rose yelled. "Better, whore. Now do it. Tell
me how much you hate me!"
Rose slammed her cunt all the way up the whip handle,
her white gloved hands gripping the arms of the chair
tightly.
"I hate you!" Gillian screamed, ramming the whip handle
into Rose's pussy with all the force she had.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah! Now, fuck me! Come on! Fuck me with
that handle... you hate me, you hate me!" Rose jerked
and tossed in the chair, her wet cunt sucking in the
whip handle.
"Yes, aaaghghhh! Fuck, you bastard!" Gillian screamed as
the rod whipped her ass once more. "I hate you, I hate
you both!"
"Yeahhh, and all you can do is lie there and fuck my
pussy with a whip and take a beating, right?" Rose
screamed, lurching upward, her cunt taking the whole of
the whip handle into her hot cunt.
"Yes, yes... urrghhh! You fuckers, you bastards, you
shits!" Gillian screamed. She pumped the whip handle
into Rose's pussy, her hand rubbing over the woman's
clit, getting wet with Rose's juices.
"So fuck me like you hate me, bitch! Come on, show you
hate me, you wimp, you dirty little wimp!" Rose heaved
in the chair, her long legs trembling around Gillian's
bound body, her white leather dress sliding up over her
hips.
Gillian screamed, and rammed the whip handle into Rose's
cunt as hard as she could. Then she hauled it out and
slammed it back in, her hand running hard into Rose's
clit. Furiously, sweat pouring off her face, her ass
twitching as she waited for the whip, she fucked Rose's
cunt; slamming the whip handle into the woman's hot wet
fuck hole.
Rose spasmed and jerked in the chair, gasping with lust.
Her thighs spread wider and she leaned back, running her
hands inside the top of her dress, caressing her tits
through her tiny bra. She rolled her large, crinkled
nipples in her fingers; moaning as her passion mounted.
"Yesss, come on, bitch! Fuck me! Fuck my cunt! You wanna
kill me, don't you?"
"Yes, yes!" Gillian screamed, jerking as the rod cut
into her ass.
"But you have to fuck me instead, bitch, right?" Rose
yelled, her hot cunt swallowing the whip handle in a
great gulp.
"I hate you, I hate you!" Gillian screamed, ramming the
whip handle deep in Rose's cunt. "Aaaaagghhh!"
The rod lashed her ass, and beat a terrible line across
it.
"But you have to fuck me, don't you, bitch? You can't do
what you want, right?" Rose screamed, her hips jerking
faster and faster.
"Yes, yes, I do!" Gillian sobbed, her tits rubbing
against the edge of the table; her hands cramping as she
rammed the whip into Rose's cunt. But the rod whipped
her again, and her screams echoed around the room, as
she jerked and flopped against the polished tabletop.
"Say it, bitch! Say you have to fuck me! Come on,
bitch!" Rose demanded.
"Uaaghhh! I have to fuck you!" Gillian sobbed.
"And you hate that, you wanna kill me so bad!"
"Yes, yes, I do!"
"But you have to fuck me!" Rose leaned back and roared
with laughter.
"Yes, yes, you bitch, I have to fuck you and I wanna
tear you to pieces!" Gillian screeched, jerking as
another lash of the rod beat into her ass.
"Welcome to real life, bitch!" Rose screamed, climaxing
in the chair. "Learn it, use it; it's the only way to
win! Aaahhh, yeahhhhh!"
She peaked, her cunt throbbing around the length of the
whip handle as she came down from her climax, gasping
with pleasure.
Gillian held the whip handle in Rose's cunt; her fingers
wet with cuntal juices, her ass burning from the rod.
She sobbed, her body aching and throbbing. She felt
desperately humiliated, but something she had never
known before was churning in her guts. It was a strange
satisfaction, and she had no idea where it had come
from, or what it was.
Rose laughed, and slid her white leather dress back down
her thighs, covering Gillian's hand and the whip handle.
"Now take it out, slowly," she ordered.
Gillian moaned, as she eased the whip handle out of
Rose's sucking cunt. It came out wet and slippery;
shining in the light. She reached back and rubbed her
ass, moaning in horror, as she found a smear of blood on
her flesh.
"Lick it clean!" Rose snapped.
Gillian gave in at once, licking her tongue over the
handle of the whip, tasting Rose's hot salty pussy
juices.
"See?" Rose laughed. "This is how it is, honey; learn
how to win, if you can."
She burst into peals of laughter and slid her hand up
under the hem of her dress, reaching up for her pussy.
Her eyes went hazy with lust as she rubbed her clit for
a few moments, watching Gillian lick the whip handle.
Almost instantly, her ass jerked and she gave a moan of
lust.
"Lick it!" she gasped, and her fingers blurred on her
clit. She gave a long moan and climaxed; her free hand
working her nipples as she watched the suffering
librarian. "Ram it down your throat! Get it down before
I finish cumming!"
Gillian broke into sobs of horror, but she dared not
disobey. She slid the tip of the handle into her mouth
and pushed it down, reaching her throat, where it stuck
and she gagged.
"Get it right down your throat!" Rose screamed, her
white dress tossing over her thighs, as she rubbed her
clit and twisted her ass, beating her pussy hard against
the tabletop. Gillian's throat opened and she got a
little of the whip handle in. She knew what was coming.
As Rose's fingers rubbed under the white dress, inches
from Gillian's nose, she gave a deep gasp of passion.
"Deeper!" she screamed, jerking in the chair, her legs
shivering around Gillian's helpless body.
Gillian's gurgling scream rang out as the rod lashed her
ass. Another four or five inches of whip handle sank
into her mouth.
"Deeper, deeper!" Rose demanded, her eyes blurred and
misty.
The rod lashed across her ass and Gillian screamed,
sinking the whip handle right into her throat, pumping
her head up and down on the plaited leather; the handle
rasping over her throat as the rod lashed her again.
Rose gave a scream of final climax, rolling in her
chair; sinking back down as her satisfaction rolled over
her in soft waves.
"Better," Rose purred, "better."
The rod stopped and Gillian lay there, keeping the
leather handle in her mouth. She looked up and there was
Dean, just standing with the thin rod, grinning at her.
"Now it's my turn," he said. "I've been waiting to get
my hands on you for months."
Rose laughed and drew her long legs over Gillian's head.
"I bet I know how you want it, you fucker," she
commented.
"You got it," Dean grunted, as he untied Gillian's ankle
bonds. "Get up."
Gillian tried to rise, but she hurt too much and she
felt too exhausted. She burst into tears.
"Please, why are you doing this to me? What did I do to
you?"
She turned a tear-stained face to him, but he wasn't
impressed.
"Get up," he said, and then grabbed her hair to help
her.
With a scream, Gillian landed on her feet on the floor
by the table. She took one look and burst into
hysterics.
"No, not that, nooooo!" she wailed, seeing Rose standing
by the horrible rack.
"Walk to it, honey; walk to it!" Dean ordered.
"No, please, not that, please!"
"Walk to it!"
"No!" Gillian screamed.
She broke down completely, as Dean twisted her arm
behind her back and marched her over to the rack.
Screaming at the top of her voice, she struggled, but it
was hopeless. The rack was vertical and Dean flung her
between the uprights in a moment. Before Gillian knew
what was happening, her wrists were in thick leather
straps.
Begging and pleading every step of the way, she
struggled as the straps were pulled up, to the top
corners of the rack, and they stretched her; hanging her
by her arms. Then they did the same to her feet; pulling
her legs wide open, so that her body formed a letter X
between the sides of the rack.
They pushed buttons and electric motors whirred,
stretching the ropes out, until the pain ran down
Gillian's arms and legs and through her whole body.
They shut the motors off when they were satisfied the
ropes were tight enough.
Gillian hung there; spread-eagled, sobbing her heart out
as Dean slid a bench between her legs. Behind him, Rose
stood playing with the whip, watching Gillian's tits
pulsate with the pain of her bondage. Rose's white dress
top was open and her bra had been pushed aside, showing
the swells of her luscious tits. She ran her fingers
over her nipples, enjoying every minute of Gillian's
pain.
Standing at the end of the bench, in full view of
Gillian, Dean started to take his clothes off. Even
through her pain, Gillian wanted to see Dean's cock; to
see what she would have to suffer, but she wasn't ready
for it. When his pants were down and he was reaching for
his briefs, she could see that his cock was a monster;
standing out like a massive skewer. She gave a sob of
horror.
Dean's cock was enormous; it had to be a foot of thick
meat, and Gillian knew she'd never get it into her tight
little cunt.
Rose saw her face and laughed. "You'll beg for that cock
when we've finished with you."
Dean lay on the bench; his cock sticking up, the massive
round cockhead just inches from Gillian's pussy. He ran
his fingers over her clit, and Gillian spasmed with an
agonizing passion.
"Did Marty ass-fuck you?"
"Yes," Gillian sobbed. "He's a beast, a horror, a..."
"Shut up! I hope for your sake that he didn't break your
cherry. I get real pissed when I lose a chance at that."
Almost casually, Dean slid his finger up into Gillian's
cunt. "Wow, fancy that; it didn't break! Now, you beg me
to fuck you when you're ready. You see this?"
He showed Gillian a little box.
"Yes," Gillian whispered.
"It lowers the rack, so that your cunt goes over my
cock. Simple." He pressed a button and more motors
whirred, letting the rack down a few inches.
Gillian screamed as Dean's enormous round cockhead
pushed at the entrance to her pussy. Even that contact
sent shivers of horror through her. Her cuntwalls
stretched and ached, and she could see the rest of his
enormous prick, reaching between her stretched thighs.
"Beg me," Dean said.
"No, please, for the love of God, please, no! Aaahh!
Noooo!" Gillian's wide, terrified eyes stared at Rose,
as the woman swung the whip and the tail curled through
the air. Gillian screamed as the leather cut right
across her lovely tits, beating thick welts over her
tit-mounds.
"Beg me!"
"Please, fuck me, please! Aaaghhh! Please, do it,
please!" Gillian begged, as the whip lashed her tits,
cutting across them, leaving red lines across her flesh.
She heaved on the ropes; her body tight and twisting in
pain and horror, her cunt inching down toward Dean's
prick.
"Like this?" Dean chuckled.
He pushed a button on the box. The motors whirred and
Gillian's tight little cunt sank an inch farther onto
his cock.
"Aaaghh, yes, yes, no, no!" Gillian screamed, as Rose
whipped her tits again. "I did what you said!"
The whip curled in the air.
"So what?" Rose yelled. "This is the way it is, honey;
this is it!"
She gave a horrible laugh, as the whip lashed out and
cut across Gillian's nipples, beating red hot pain all
over the bound librarian.
"More!" Dean yelled; his cock throbbing and shoving a
couple more inches into Gillian's shuddering cunt.
"Yes, yes, please! No, aagghhh!" Gillian screamed, as
the whip beat her tits to the side, leaving another
thick welt of pain across her flesh. Her body tossed,
the motors whirred, and she sank another inch onto
Dean's fucker.
Her pussywalls were stretched to the limit by the
enormous fuck-rod. The tip of Dean's fucker came up
against her cherry. She tossed; her body throbbing, her
tits heaving under the assault of the whip, her pussy
spasming with the thick cockhead buried in it.
"Beg me to fuck you!" Dean yelled, lying on the bench,
holding the box; his cock still in her cunt, waiting.
"Please, fuck me!" Gillian wailed, screaming, as the
whip lashed out and beat her tits. "Please, please!"
"You're a real little whore, right?" Rose yelled,
lashing Gillian again, curling the whip expertly around
the librarian's body and onto her ass. "You're only
doing this to get a promotion in the library, right?"
The whip curled around Gillian's tits.
"Yes, yes, yes!" Gillian confessed, weeping and jerking
on the ropes.
"You just fuck to get what you want, huh?" Rose laughed,
whipping Gillian's ass again.
"Yes!" Gillian screamed, her body throbbing with pain,
her cunt heaving up and down, still riding the first few
inches of Dean's thick fucker.
Rose laughed. "Okay, bitch, you got it."
The whip curled across Gillian's ass and Dean pushed a
button.
The motors whirred, and Gillian came down, but Dean held
her up by her thighs for a moment; keeping her cunt high
on his cock. Gillian pleaded and begged; her body aching
as the whip lashed her ass, curling expertly around her
body. Then Rose lashed her tits.
Gillian leaped; jerking on the ropes, surging up and
then down, her already-wet cunt sliding over Dean's
massive cock. He let go of her thighs as his cockhead
rushed up her cunt; coming into contact with Gillian's
cherry. For a moment, her cherry was stretched; then it
gave way and Dean's massive long fuck-rod surged to the
top of her quivering cunt.
Gillian gave a long drawn-out scream.
Her virginity was gone.
-= Chapter 5 =-
"Yeahhh!" Dean roared, as his cock rushed to the top of
Gillian's quivering cunt. "Fuck, yeah! Ain't that great,
baby, hey?"
He hunched up on the bench and rammed Gillian upward; an
inch or so, until the leg straps jerked her to a halt.
Gillian shrieked as her pussy walls were stretched, with
Dean's massive fucker buried between them. Her body
tossed wildly as she saw the whip lashing in, cutting
across her tits once more. The agony rushed out of her
reddened tit-flesh, and she screamed; a scream of
absolute desperation and pain.
"Come on, bitch, don't you love to be fucked!" Rose
yelled, lashing Gillian's body.
"Urrghh! Yes, yes, I love to be fucked!" Gillian
screeched in her pain; her pussy throbbing and heaving
around Dean's massive hunk of fuck meat. Her hands were
clutching at the bonds, pulling wildly and to no avail.
The rack shook, but that was all. "Please, please, don't
whip me!"
"I'll whip you when I like, you little cunt!" Rose
yelled, lashing her again, cutting Gillian's tits.
"Don't you ever beg me to stop, got that?"
"Aaaghhh! Yes, yes!" Gillian screamed, jerking
helplessly, her body taut between the bonds. Her cunt
throbbed as Dean's cock reamed her fuck channel out.
Dean lay below the suffering librarian, grinning as he
fucked her; his thick prick sliding in and out with no
trouble on Gillian's freely flowing pussy juices. He
gripped her spread thighs, rocking her on his cock, as
he fucked her.
The little blonde moaned as the whip cut her. She felt
the leather tail whip into her ass once more, beating
more pain into her flesh. She jerked and her cunt slid
down Dean's cock, taking it all between her shivering
pussy walls.
Rose was whipping her to the beat of Dean's fucking; the
whip lashing in, just as he rammed his cock up her cunt.
And the combination was driving Gillian out of her mind.
The agony surged out; yet, at the same time, the pain
from Dean's cock was dropping away. The rasping of that
thick male fuck meat in her cunt was driving arrows of
horrible pleasure into Gillian; arrows that shot through
her body, mingling with the pain of the whip.
"Yeah, come on, whore! Let's see you cum!" Rose
screamed, lashing Gillian's tits as the bound librarian
screamed and tossed, her cunt swallowing Dean's cock in
one great gulp.
"Show us, bitch, show us; you beautiful little cunt!"
Her arms flung back, whipping into the leather, Rose
watched as Gillian screamed. Slowly, Rose slid her hand
into the slit of her skirt and over her thighs, reaching
for her hot little pussy. Breathlessly she stroked her
clit; her fingers sliding on her juices, digging at her
flesh as she watched Gillian struggle.
Gillian leaped and jerked as the whip cut her ass.
Dean's cock slammed to the top of her cunt. Her screams
rang around the room, echoing from the walls as her
beaten flesh throbbed. Sweat gleamed on her skin as she
struggled against the ropes; her pussy jerking on Dean's
prick, thrusting for it, almost begging for more of the
male fuck meat.
"Come on, bitch! Come on, you beautiful little cunt!
Show us!" Rose yelled, lashing Gillian's ass.
Gillian's head spun. Her pussy spasmed and throbbed,
jerking around the base of the rock-hard cock filling
her fuck hole. Her arms tensed. For a second, she hung;
Dean's cockhead just inside the entrance of her
throbbing pussy.
Then the whip cut her tits. Gillian screamed. Dean's
cock was buried once more in her hot little fuck-hole.
The door opened, and Alda walked in with two more of the
male members of the staff; both young, both hung, and
both hard. Alda still had on her white shoes and
stockings, but she had added a blue and white slip to
the ensemble. The hem came just under her ass and
flicked brazenly as she walked.
"Fuck, she's busy," Alda said, to the two men. "You
wanna wait and fuck her?"
"Jesus!" one of the boys gasped. He stared at Gillian,
who was jerking her cunt down on Dean's cock; gasping
and screaming with lust that was totally out of control.
"Get the fuck out!" Dean yelled, but Alda ignored him.
"If you wanna fuck her, you have to make me happy till
then," Alda pouted, sliding her hand over the boy's
cock. "You have to suck me; that's fair, and you work my
tits. If you wanna fuck her."
She sat on a table, leaning back and spreading her
thighs; easing her slip up to show her dark haired pussy
mound.
Dean growled and seemed to be about to yell at Alda
again, but the whip lashed into Gillian's tits, and the
heave she gave sucked at his cock so hard that he gasped
with pleasure and sank back on the bench.
"Fuck!" one of the boys sighed.
He climbed onto the table and sank his mouth over Alda's
luscious tit, holding the other one in his hand. Moaning
with lust, he ran his teeth over her nipple, biting it;
sending Alda into an immediate screaming fit of lust.
"Come on, suck my pussy!" she demanded. "If you wanna
fuck her!"
The other boy stared at the open pussy for a moment,
then sank to his knees between her thighs, sliding them
over his shoulders before he sank his mouth over the hot
wet gash of her cunt.
"Ohhhh! Yes, that's nice!" Alda moaned. "Do it to me,
boys! Do it... uurrhh!"
She writhed on the tabletop, her thighs spread wide, and
her body throbbing with lust as she was sucked to
climax.
Gillian thrashed around on the rack as surging passion
overwhelmed her pain, driving her screaming into spasms
of raging lust. Her pussy was exploding, with the
throbbing shaft of Dean's cock slamming up to the top of
it, raping her pussy walls with each stroke. She
screamed as the whip cut her tits.
"Come on, bitch! Show us! Show us!" Rose yelled, lashing
Gillian's ass; rubbing her own clit as she stared at the
spasming girl. "Cum, bitch, we wanna see you cum!"
She whipped Gillian's tits, landing it with perfect
precision on Gillian's nipples.
"Auurrghh!" Gillian screamed, jerking, her tits bouncing
to the blow.
Her cunt throbbed and spasmed, and a rush of pure lust
surged up over her. She wailed, jerked and came; her
whole body on fire.
"Noooo!" she wailed, her cunt sucking at Dean's cock
with a passion that she had never known before. She
pulled hard with her hands; her tits thrusting out for
the whip, her pussy desperate for Dean's cock to fill
it. "Please, noooo!"
"Fuck, she's gonna do it!" Dean roared, hunching his ass
up, his cock disappearing into Gillian's sucking cunt-
hole. "Fuck, she is, she is!"
"Aaaghghh!" the bound librarian screamed, her body out
of control, as she came.
Gillian had never felt passion like this before. It
overwhelmed her at each lash of the whip, each thrust of
Dean's cock into her cunt. And now she could feel his
massive prick, swelling and throbbing with the rush of
cum surging in his balls. The whip beat into her ass.
She came; screaming, wailing, her cunt sucking and
clutching at Dean's cock, as he yelled and lurched up
off the bench.
"Ohhh, fuck, yes!" he roared, his prick pounding up into
her soft wet cunt, cum surging out of his balls and up
his thick cockshaft. "Yaaahhh!"
He gasped, as the first jet of his jizz poured into
Gillian's throbbing fuck-hole.
"Go, baby, go! Come on, show us!" Rose screamed; lashing
Gillian, beating the librarian's tits and ass with
continuous strokes. Rose's fingers blurred on her pussy.
"Come on!"
Gillian's body was shattered by the most incredible
climax, as hot sticky cum gushed into her pussy. Her
scream sent Alda into orgasm as she lay on the tabletop,
her pussy and her tits being worked over by the two
boys. Another streak of spunk rushed into her cunt, and
Gillian screamed harder; her eyes closing, her body wet
with sweat.
"Yeah, oohhh, yeah!" Dean yelled, jerking up from the
bench, his cock shooting streaming fuck juice out of his
balls; splattering it all over her cunt, filling it, as
his cock slammed up into her cunt.
"Fuck me, bitch! You're worth it, fuck, you are!" he
roared in helpless release.
"Aaaggghhh!" Gillian wailed as she came, passion
erupting over her with each shot of hot jizz in her
cunt. "No, please, no!"
Gillian was cumming, jerking, out of her mind with
passion. Her hips throbbed and heaved; her tits thrust
out, taking the full power of the whip with each stroke.
There was blood on the underside of one tit where her
skin had split, but nothing stopped Gillian's raging
lust.
"Noooo, please, don't do it, stop!" she screamed, her
cunt sucking more white gooey cum out of Dean's cock as
she rammed her pussy down around it.
She wailed as Dean spewed the last massive shot of his
jizz into her cunt. Her pussy spasmed around the thick
fuck-rod, taking even more satisfaction from the rock-
hard cock.
Dean gasped and thrust as he lay there; his cock oozing
cum, while Gillian still rode it, tossing around on the
ropes, her orgasm still raging.
"Fuck!" Rose yelled, lashing Gillian's jerking ass.
"No, stop!" Dean snapped.
He held Gillian on his cock; watching her, as the little
blonde librarian sobbed and screamed, trying to get full
satisfaction.
But she couldn't, and she slowly came down; the pain
from her whipped tits and ass taking over from the
passion. She became aware that her legs ached and that
her whole body throbbed with pain. Slowly she collapsed;
hanging on the ropes, her cunt still twitching around
Dean's cock, sweat running down her body, between her
tits, mixing with the smear of blood from her cut tit.
"Take her down," Dean said, pulling his prick out of
Gillian's pussy and climbing off the bench.
He and Rose had Gillian down in moments; dropping her to
the floor, where she curled up on the carpet and lay
there, slowly rubbing her whipped tits and ass.
"Now, bitch!" Dean snapped, walking over to where Alda
lay on the table. "You know the rules; you don't crash
in unless you're asked."
"Oooh, did I do wrong, Dean?" Alda whimpered. "I'm so
sorry, I just thought..."
"Over the bar!"
"No, Dean, no!" Alda screeched, throwing the boys aside
and rushing at Dean. "You can't, no, not that, no!"
He grabbed her wrists and spun her around, holding her
as she screamed and yelled.
"You boys wanna instruct this bitch on how to behave?
Just do what I say. Come on!"
"No! You jerk, you lousy jerk!" Alda screamed, as she
was hustled over to the rack.
Instead of being hung up like Gillian, Alda was bent
over the lower bar of the rack, and her wrists were
lashed to her widespread ankles, which were lashed to
the base of the rack. She screamed; her slip falling
over her back, revealing her wet pussy lips and taut
asscheeks.
"Not you, bitch!" Alda screamed, looking up to see Rose,
standing there with the whip in her hand.
"You don't make bargains," Rose sneered, smoothing her
white dress down over her thighs. "You bitch! You're the
one who makes him do these things!" Alda screamed.
"Okay, boys," Dean said, handing one of them a thin rod.
"One of you beats the little bitch, while the other gets
a blow job. Then you change. Sound good? You do like
blow jobs, don't you?"
"Fuck!" one boy gasped; his long dark hair falling over
his face as he looked at the rod. "You mean on her ass?"
"Hard," Dean said. "She knows the rules."
"Jesus!" The boy looked at his friend. "You wanna go
first?"
"Sure," the other one said, trying to sound casual,
while his prick stuck out like a skewer. He went to the
bound Alda and sat down on the floor in front of her;
his body between her spread legs, his legs pushing out
around her head, his cock pushing at her mouth.
"You fucker!" Alda screamed. "I don't get this kind of
treatment!"
"If you break the rules, you do," Dean said casually,
sitting down. "Now suck, bitch! It's faster that way."
"Fuck off!" Alda screamed, straining against the bonds.
"Go on," Dean said to the boy with the dark hair.
"Hard."
The boy raised the rod and held it for a moment. Then he
lashed it down across Alda's tight asscheeks.
"Aaagghhh... bastard! Fucker!" Alda yelled, as a red
line appeared on her flesh.
"Harder!" Dean ordered.
"No, no... aaagghhh!" Alda screamed, tossing on the bar,
her legs trembling with pain.
"Better. Now, get on and suck, honey; this goes on till
he cums." Dean leaned back in the chair and looked over
at Gillian. "Come here."
Gillian moaned as she forced herself to her hands and
knees. Her whole body ached as she crawled across the
floor to Dean. His cock had only gone down a little, and
it was stiffening with each scream Alda gave. Gillian
knew what Dean wanted.
"Suck it," he ordered. "Gently. Don't make me cum, or
you'll be over the bar with Alda."
Gillian surrendered at once. She crawled between his
legs and took his massive fuck-rod in her hands; running
her soft lips over it, licking at the cum-smeared flesh,
kissing the hardening cock head.
Dean grunted and ran his fingers through Gillian's
blonde hair.
"You're a mess. We'll have to get Rose to do you up
later." He took hold of his cockshaft and slid it over
Gillian's lips, making her lick and suck it as he
wanted. "Nice; you're getting good at this."
Gillian moaned, wishing she was dead. And yet, the feel
of hard male cock in her mouth was a real turn-on;
reminding her of stiff meat up her pussy and in her ass.
She trembled, wondering what was happening to her.
Alda screamed, as another thin line of pain appeared on
her ass.
"Suck him, honey," Dean said, holding Gillian's mouth to
his cock.
"Fuck you!" Alda screamed, but her lips moved closer to
the long throbbing cock that the boy held close to her
mouth. The rod lashed her ass hard. She screamed, and
her lips ran over the prickhead thrusting there.
"Suck it; stop pretending!" Dean said.
"You shit, you fuck-faced shit! Aaghhh!" Alda screamed,
and sank her mouth over the thick dickmeat. Her throat
opened as she sucked the boy's cockhead in to the hilt;
her throat throbbing as she sucked him.
"Fuckin' Jesus!" the boy gasped; jerking his ass off the
floor, watching his cock vanish into Alda's sucking
mouth. "Shit, I never got sucked like this... ohhhh,
fuck! Hey, Benny, whip her fast; I can't hold out for
long!"
But Benny wasn't really listening. He lashed Alda's red-
lined ass, bending it with the force of the blows. And
all the while his hand eased up and down his cock,
stroking the stiff shaft while his eyes devoured Alda's
struggling body.
"Ooooohh, fuck!" the boy on the floor moaned, watching
his cock vanish into Alda's sucking throat. "I can't
hold on; I can't!"
He fucked his cock into Alda's throat harder and faster.
Brutally, he gripped her hair; pulling her mouth even
farther onto his jerking prick.
"Fuck, I gotta cum!" he yelled; leaning back, gasping
with lust.
Benny lashed Alda's bound ass; stroking his cock faster
and harder, his ass beginning to jerk, his prick
swelling in his hand.
Rose leaned over Dean, as he ran his massive fuck-rod
between Gillian's innocent lips.
"He's gonna cum," she murmured.
"So, you want the second turn." Dean laughed.
"You understand me perfectly," Rose purred and strolled
over to Alda.
Alda's ass jerked on the bar, as the rod lashed into it.
The red lines had become a mass of crimson flesh and
each new blow sent her thrashing harder, her mouth sunk
to the limit on the boy's cock. Her large, swelling tits
jerked and rolled as she struggled on the bar.
"Fuuuuck!" the boy on the floor yelled.
He fucked his cock into Alda's throat, right to the
hilt, as it throbbed and pounded with the cum rushing up
it.
"Yeaaahhh!" he bellowed, as his streaming white goo
poured into Alda's throat. "Suck it all down!"
"Jesus! Hell! Fuuuuuuck!" Benny yelled, his eyes
becoming glazed, as his hand blurred on his cock. His
arm swung, lashing Alda's squirming ass. A stream of cum
shot out of his cock slit, through the air, and
splattered onto Alda's ass. He whipped Alda hard; the
rod lashing into his cum and beating some of it away, as
another stream gushed out of his cock and over Alda's
beaten ass.
Cum filled her mouth, and oozed from the corners of her
soft lips, as she sucked and swallowed. Jizz poured over
her, as the boy bellowed and jerked, gasping with
release.
"Fuuuuuck!" Benny moaned, jerking his cock as another
massive jet of fuck juice poured out and over Alda's
heaving ass. He lashed the bound girl; beating gobs of
his jizz into her flesh and splattering them across her
body. He gasped, his hand still blurring on his prick;
cum gushing out of his piss-slit.
Dean guided Gillian's mouth on his cock, stroking her
soft lips over his hard flesh. "Glad that isn't you,
getting your ass whipped?"
That thought had more than crossed Gillian's mind. Each
scream Alda gave seemed to send electric shocks through
her, making sucking Dean's cock more exciting. She
moaned, feeling his prick meat throb in her mouth.
"How would you like to fuck those two boys?" Dean asked.
Gillian gave a moan of horror and shook her head.
"Wrong answer, honey. Now, how would you like to fuck
those two boys?"
"Yes, yes, I'd like that," Gillian moaned.
"While they really give your nipples a working over,
right?"
"Yes, yes, that would be nice," Gillian wept.
"Well, maybe, maybe." Dean chuckled. "But, right now,
I've gotta decide how to fuck you; this hard-on won't
wait much longer."
Rose ran her fingers down Benny's back, as he gasped,
holding his cock while the last of his cum dribbled out
of it. His eyes were glassy.
"You young fuckers, so impatient," Rose crooned, "but I
can't complain. But if you want to be useful around
here, get your cock hard again. Fast."
"Yeah, don't worry, I can do it," Benny gasped.
"I hope so." Rose laughed and tapped the other boy on
the shoulder. "Time to go to work, Jack."
Jack held Alda's sobbing mouth to his cock, stroking his
softening cock over her lips. He turned and looked up
Rose's legs; right under her dress. At the sight of her
luscious thighs and dark pussy mound, his cock started
to get hard again.
"Don't even think it, honey," Rose chuckled. "Just do
what you're told and you'll get more than enough pussy.
Now, up."
Jack pulled his cock out of Alda's mouth and got to his
feet; taking the rod, testing it.
"Use it properly," Rose said. "And get me that low
stool."
Jack hurried to obey, while Rose stared at Alda's
suffering face.
"Ready for me?" Rose asked, running her finger in the
cum pooled on Alda's ass.
Alda gave a moan of pain, as Rose prodded her bruises.
"Not you, please no!" she moaned.
"Sorry, bitch, but Benny here shot, so you can't blow
him yet." Rose played with her blonde hair.
Jack brought the stool.
"You bitch!" Alda moaned, as Rose carefully put the
stool close to her head.
Rose made a performance out of it, easing her dress up.
Then she sat carefully on the stool and spread her legs,
her hot wet pussy easing closer to Alda's mouth.
"Whip her, Jack," she said.
Gillian moaned as Dean pushed her away from his cock.
"I know what I want," he said.
-= Chapter 6 =-
"No, you bastard, no!" Alda screeched, as she turned
around to eye the boy she'd just sucked off. "I got you
here; you don't whip me, you fucker!"
Rose shoved Alda's head between her legs. "Suck, you
bitch! You're just an assistant; don't act like a boss!"
Alda twisted out of Rose's grasp again.
"Don't do it, Jack!" she screamed at the boy.
Jack grinned a little, playing the rod through his
fingers. "But your boss told me to do it."
"Don't listen to... aaaghgh!" Alda screamed, as Rose
grabbed her hair and slapped her hard across the face.
"You bitch!"
Rose slapped her again, hard and right across her face.
"Learn, bitch!" Rose snapped. "Now, suck pussy, or I'll
keep you on that bar until you've blown every man in
this hotel!"
That sobered Alda up. She moaned, and sank her soft lips
over Rose's hot wet cunt. Rose gave a murmur of pleasure
and spread her thighs wider, holding Alda's head closer
to her cunt.
Jack lined the rod up on Alda's ass, running it over the
red flesh; making Alda jerk and moan as she sucked
Rose's pussy. Jack gasped, his hand on his cock, rubbing
it hard.
"Don't do what your friend did," Rose warned. "I want
this bitch fucked out of her mind after this."
"Hey, lady, whatever you say," Jack gasped, lashing
Alda's ass.
Alda screamed and rocked on the bar; her ass jerking and
twitching as the thin rod bounced up off her flesh. She
gasped as Rose pulled her head closer, ramming her mouth
onto the crack of her pussy.
"Come on, bitch, suck me nicely!" Rose purred, pushing
her cunt harder into Alda's face.
"Shit!" Jack gasped, as he lashed Alda's ass.
He pulled on his cock, dragging the last inch of
stiffness back into it. With his eyes glaring, he lashed
Alda's jerking ass-flesh, gripping his cock harder,
jerking at it as he lashed the screaming girl.
"Harder!" Rose snapped. "She needs it harder!"
Jack gasped and lashed Alda's ass, beating it into her
asscheeks with furious strokes. Alda screamed into
Rose's pussy; sucking and biting at the hot flesh,
getting a moan of satisfaction from Rose.
"Yeah, that's better," Rose purred. "Keep it up, Jack!
Keep it up!"
Jack lashed Alda with greater fury; still rubbing his
cock, staring at the two women.
Dean pulled Gillian up by her hair and grinned at her.
"You know what I want?"
"No," Gillian whispered.
"I want you to beg me to put a vibrator up your pussy,
while I fuck your ass."
Gillian dropped her eyes, terrified again.
"Sure, you want to do that, don't you?" Dean sighed,
slipping his fingers around Gillian's whipped nipples.
"Tell me how much you want to do that."
He tightened his grip, rolling Gillian's crinkled nipple
flesh, sending sharp pains out of the whipped buds.
"Yes, yes, I'd love to do that!" Gillian moaned, jerking
to the pulse of the pain.
"Sure?" Dean whispered.
Gillian gasped, thrusting her tits at his hands.
"Try me," she moaned, her head spinning convulsively.
Dean laughed and twisted her nipples harder. Gillian
moaned, and spasms of excitement rushed out of her
pussy. The agony pouring from her tits was seething
through her body, making her feel weak with horrible
excitement.
"Get up," Dean said. "Go to the cabinet over there and
pick a vibrator. Do it!"
Gillian staggered to her feet, her head ringing with
lust. She glanced at Dean for a moment, then broke into
sobs. She turned and staggered to the closet, hearing
Alda's screams as the rod lashed her tight ass.
Gillian turned, looking at the perverted scene before
her. Jack lashed Alda's ass while the bound girl sucked
on Rose's pussy. Rose sat on the seat, rubbing her pussy
against Alda's helpless mouth. To one side, Benny
waited; rubbing his cock, getting it hard again as he
watched.
It all sent Gillian into deeper sobs of disgust. She
turned, and pulled open the cabinet door. There were
rows and rows of vibrators and dildos, ranging in size;
from six inches to massive ones, that would split her
body in two. She gasped and ran her fingers over them,
feeling the softness in some of them, and the massive
hardness of others. Some were ebony, and the jet-black
shafts seemed to beckon her. She shuddered, reaching for
the cock-shaped, curving ones, with rubber coatings and
battery controls. She knew she had to pick one big
enough to impress Dean, and yet one not too big. She
grasped one and pulled it out of the cabinet.
She turned and went back to Dean, holding the vibrator
in her shivering hand.
"Not bad," he said. "Now, start it up."
Gillian twisted the base of the vibrator. To her
surprise, the long prick began to whir, shaking in her
hand.
"Now, stick it up your cunt."
Gillian shivered, holding the rubber cock. He was
staring at her, waiting. Slowly she moved the rubber
cock between her legs; spreading them, opening the
blonde slit of her pussy.
That was what horrified, and drove her crazy with lust
at the same time; having to do it in front of him.
With a moan of submission, she spread her thighs;
running the tip of the rubber vibrator over her cunt.
The sparks of passion that burst out of the contact sent
her rocking on her heels. Tears burst out of her eyes,
as she suffered the humiliation of seeing Dean laughing
at her.
"Yeah, come on, bitch, show me how much you really want
it," he said. "You're the horniest little cunt I've seen
in a long time; come on, admit it."
Gillian screamed, then broke into sobs, feeling rushes
of lust bursting out of her clit as the hard rubber cock
rubbed against it."
Dean laughed. "You'll admit it. Now, get it up your
cunt."
"You beast!" Gillian sobbed, but he just grinned and
leaned back in the chair, watching her.
With a groan, she slid the rubber cockhead into her
pussy. It slid in easily on her juices, and she felt the
throbbing prick pulsating in her cunt, sending fresh
spasms of passion through her. It was only in an inch or
so, but that was more than enough for her super-
sensitive pussy. The churning prickhead pulsed in her
fuck-hole, and she gasped, pushing the thick vibrator
deeper; rasping it over her pussy walls. Spreading her
legs wider, she held the vibrator in her cunt, pushing
it harder.
"Ohhhh, you beast, what are you doing to me?" she
sobbed, fucking herself with the imitation cock, ramming
it right up her cunt; holding it so tightly to her fuck-
hole that her fingers slid over her clit, adding to her
excitement.
"Bring yourself off," Dean said, grinning nastily.
"Please, no!" Gillian moaned, shoving the vibrator in,
then letting it slip on down until she rammed it in
again. She spread her legs even wider. Her free hand was
playing with her clit; rubbing the hard bud, letting her
passions surge out.
"Come on, you beautiful bitch," Dean said softly. "Bring
yourself off."
Gillian moaned, rubbing her clit; shuddering with
passion as the vibrator and her fingers on her clit sent
her soaring into new realms of lust.
"Tell me what it's like when you bring yourself off,"
Dean said softly. "What you do when you're in bed at
night, playing with yourself. Come on, tell me."
Gillian gasped, guilt rushing up over her passion;
making her break out in a new sweat.
"Tell me, or I'll have you over the bar! Come on, every
nasty little detail. You lay in bed and you rub your
pussy, come on."
"Please, no, no!" Gillian moaned, running the vibrator
deeper in her cunt.
"Tell me!"
"Yes, yes I do!" she moaned. "I do, every night! I have
to; I have to!"
"Why?"
"Because I need it so much! It's so wicked; so wicked!"
Gillian sobbed, the vibrator deep in her cunt, churning
over her pussy walls, driving her into spasms of lust.
"So why don't you fuck all the men you want?"
"Only wimps like Joe want me!" Gillian screamed. "No
real man would want me! I'm ugly, stupid, horrible!"
She screamed and came, her cunt throbbing around the
churning vibrator.
Dean laughed. He came close to the moaning, spasming
blonde. "So you rub your pussy, and that's so wicked."
"Yes, yes," Gillian sobbed.
"So you have to be punished, don't you?"
"Yes, yes! Please, stop, please!" Gillian screamed, her
hips jerking like mad; her cuntlips thrusting at the
base of the vibrator, swallowing it effortlessly.
"Get my cock real wet for your ass!" Dean snapped. "You
know how to do it."
Gillian sank to her knees; holding the vibrator inside
her cunt, rubbing it over her pussy walls, as she slid
her mouth along the massive prick length of Dean's cock.
He held his cock for her; letting her move her mouth
over his cockhead, taking it in, sucking on it, letting
her saliva run all over it.
"Deeper!" he gasped.
Gillian shuddered, working her mouth down the massive
shaft, taking it in until it reached the entrance to her
throat. She was sure she would choke, but she gave a
push, and the thick round cockhead was in her throat;
throbbing as she licked at his shaft, getting it as wet
as she could.
"Cum again! Now!"
The tone of his voice sent Gillian shuddering into an
orgasm. She screamed, then sank her mouth down on his
cock even further; wetting it as she came, her throat
throbbing around his hard prick. Her fingers blurred on
her clit, as she rammed the vibrator to the top of her
shivering cunt with her other hand.
"Good," Dean said softly, "you're learning."
He held her there while she came, and moaned, her mouth
sliding on his cock. His thick prick rammed into her
throat, again and again, as her passion surged. Finally,
he pulled back, making her lick and suck every inch of
his cock, until her lips were running over his cockhead
and she was moaning with helpless lust.
"Now, go and lean over the table and beg me to fuck your
ass," he ordered.
Gillian crawled, holding the vibrator in her cunt, over
to the table. She could hear Alda's muffled screams and
the slap of the rod on the girl's ass. Throbbing with
orgasm, Gillian leaned over the table and spread her
legs, heaving her ass up, saliva drooling from her lips
onto the polished tabletop.
"Please, please, fuck my ass!" she moaned, breaking into
hot flashes of passion.
Dean stood behind her, running his hands over her ass.
"Beg me again!" He spanked her hard, his hand beating
into her crimson asscheeks.
Gillian screamed as the pain and lust surged through
her. "Please, please, please! Fuck my ass! I want it so
bad!"
"Bad enough to take this on your ass as I fuck it?" Dean
said sharply, leaning forward and shoving a thin leather
strap under Gillian's nose.
"Yes, yes!" she sobbed, jerking back at his cock that
was already deep in her ass crack.
"Good," he murmured and leaned back.
Gillian felt his cock pushing toward her asshole,
working over the spasming ring of muscles until his cock
was in position. Then he gave a shove and Gillian
gasped. Her head was flung back, and she gave a moaning
scream as his thick cock pushed into her shit-hole. The
sensation of Dean's cock, rubbing against the end of the
vibrator through the thin fleshy divider that separated
her cunt from her ass, sent new shudders of orgasm
through her. She groaned, her ass thrusting back; taking
another inch of his cock before she came up short,
screaming in the mixture of pain and pleasure that
swamped her.
Dean's cock rubbed against the churning vibrator,
spreading her ass walls with its massive thickness,
until she was sure her ass was going to break in two. At
the same time, the horrible depraved lust that burst out
of the contact sent her head spinning, as she came
again. She sobbed, holding the vibrator deep in her cunt
while Dean shoved again, and half his massive cock sank
into her ass.
Gillian screamed, jerking against the table. Her ass and
pussy were erupting with pain and lust as the two cocks
worked over them, and Dean was making sure that she got
the full measure of both.
With long, slow, deliberate thrusts, he fucked his cock
deep in her ass, then slid it out again, holding his
cockhead at the very entrance of her shitter. Gillian's
moans and screams mounted as she jerked back; trying to
get more of his thick fuck-rod. When she was going out
of her mind, Dean slammed in hard; filling her asshole
with his cock, making her scream even harder as the lust
and pain broke over her in waves of orgasm.
"Beg me for it." He chuckled.
"No, no, please, no!"
Her fingers worked her clit until she was gasping in
constant wails of lust, and her ass and pussy spasmed
around the pricks buried in them.
"Yessss!" Rose snarled as she held Alda's mouth to her
pussy and thrust her wet slit against the girl's face.
"Do it for me! Come on, show me what a good girl you can
be."
Rose gurgled with satisfaction, her cunt gushing over
Alda's face as she came.
"How much more, lady?" Jack asked, whipping Alda's ass;
staring at the red flesh, his hand working his cock
slowly.
"Until I tell you to stop!" Rose moaned, rubbing her
nipples with one hand.
She opened another button on the front of her dress, so
she could get to her tits more easily. Alda sobbed and
moaned, sucking for all she was worth.
"Yes, yes, that's it! Now, whip her real hard, come on!"
Rose screamed, her thighs opening even wider; her cunt
juices running into Alda's mouth. "Bite me, bitch! Show
me how much you want to hurt me!"
As the rod lashed her ass, Alda bit hard into Rose's
clit; chewing the hard fleshy bud, rasping it between
her teeth. The rod whipped her harder and her mouth
worked viciously, biting at the spasming wet flesh,
until Rose gave a scream of total lust and jerked on the
stool, her pussy gushing juices as she came.
"Yeaaass, yeaaassss!" Rose gasped, her ass spasming, her
thighs spread as wide as they would go. "One more
stroke, and make it a good one!"
Jack put all he had into the rod, his cock throbbing in
his hands. He whipped Alda's ass, breaking the skin. The
bound girl gave a horrible wail, and chewed on Rose's
clit for all she was worth.
Rose screamed as she climaxed. There was blood, as well
as juices on her clit, as she pulled away from Alda's
mouth and stood up painfully.
"Not bad, whore," she said, "now you get to be fucked,
you like that?"
"You bitch!" Alda screamed.
"Fuck her," Rose said, smoothing her dress down over her
thighs.
"Yeah, sure!" Jack gasped.
He threw the rod away, advancing on Alda, holding his
cock. He didn't wait; just ran his prickhead over her
clit and slammed it right in to the top of her cunt.
Alda screamed, as she was reamed out by the hot young
cook, her cunt spasming around the raging prick that
filled it.
"Ohhh, fuck, yeah!" Jack gasped; holding Alda's ass,
pulling at her flesh, driving more pain into her
helpless body. "Boy, I'm gonna cum soon!"
Dean drove his prick into the depths of Gillian's ass,
and she spasmed in orgasm; her anal walls shuddering
over the thick shaft, her pussy throbbing around the
vibrator. Her climaxes surged.
Dean gave a long drawn-out moan of lust, and his cock
speeded up in her shit-pit, fucking her ass with growing
urgency. Gillian knew he was close to cumming and that
sent extra shivers of emotion through her. She hugged
the tabletop; her mouth running a wet line along it as
she moaned and thrust, with her climaxes tearing into
her with each thrust of his prick.
"Okay, bitch, here it cums!" Dean yelled.
He lashed a thin strap into Gillian's ass, just inches
from where his cock vanished between her asscheeks.
It was as if a volcano went off inside Gillian. Great
spouts of climax broke through her. She screamed;
ramming the vibrator into her cunt, thrusting up as the
next lash of the strap whipped her ass, and the cum
burst out of Dean's balls.
"Fuuuuuck!" he roared, jerking and heaving, hot white
spunk gushing up his cockshaft and pouring into
Gillian's ass. "You take it, you little whore!"
He lashed her asscheeks. With a great groan, he forced
her down on his cock, cum spouting out of his piss-slit,
filling Gillian's shitter.
"Aaaghhh! No, please!" Gillian screamed, her head
spinning helplessly until she had no idea where she was.
Her ass throbbed around his shooting cock, and the
sucking of her two fuck-passages brought her two more
screaming climaxes. Cum gushed into her ass as Dean's
prick spurt out his hot seed.
"Ooohhhhhh, God! Fuck! Help!" Gillian screamed, tossing
out of control on the tabletop.
"You bitch, beg for it!" Dean yelled, as his cock
emptied more of his seething lust into Gillian's ass.
His cock rasped over her anal walls, rubbing against the
vibrator, and sending his cum shooting out even harder.
He gasped and lashed Gillian's ass with the strap,
watching as it bit into her flesh and she screamed with
more helpless passion. Cum oozed out of her ass as she
rode his cock. It ran down between her thighs, and oozed
over her fingers as she held the vibrator in her cunt.
Her grip began to slip, and she grabbed at the whirring
fake cock, forcing it back up into her pussy.
The strap lashed into her ass as Dean's cock gave a
massive leap. The vibrator hit the top of her cunt, and
Gillian cascaded over the peak of her lust. She sobbed
on the tabletop, unable to think straight.
"Fuck, ohhhh, fuck!" Dean bellowed, as his cock finally
gave out the last of his cum. He gasped and held his
cock high in her ass while his cock throbbed and oozed
cum. "Jesus, if you don't wake up, bitch, I dunno what
I'm gonna do with you."
He whipped her ass with the strap and Gillian gave a low
moan.
"Fuck me," he gasped, working his slowly softening cock
in Gillian's ass, rubbing the strap against her ass-
flesh.
Gillian sobbed. Her fingers lost their grip on the
vibrator. Shame and disgust were surging through her.
Slowly, her still spasming muscles forced the vibrator
out of her cunt and it dropped to the carpet, gleaming
with her cuntal juices. She was dizzy with fatigue.
Dean leaned over her. "Tell me just how much you want
it!"
"No! Please let me go! Haven't you done enough to me?"
"Fuckin' Jesus!" Dean snarled. "Won't you ever learn?"
-= Chapter 7 =-
Gillian sobbed and wept on the floor, desperately hoping
they would leave her alone. But Dean was furious and he
pulled her up at once, slamming her face-down on the
table.
"Stay there or get tied up!" he snapped.
She sobbed, listening to the yells and moans as Jack
slammed his cock in and out of Alda's hot sopping-wet
cunt. He rammed the shrieking Alda into the bar with all
his force, as his cock reamed her cunt out.
"Yeah, yeah!" he yelled. "Fuck, this is good! I'm gonna
shoot, I'm gonna shoooooot!"
Gillian raised her head and looked. Jack slammed his
cock into Alda's pussy, his ass jerking out of control.
Alda's legs and arms strained at the bonds and her
little slit bounced to the beat of Jack's raging cock.
"You bastard! You fuckers!" Alda wailed, her beet-red
ass slapping against Jack's loins, as he fucked her
faster and harder.
She gave a scream, one that was such a mixture of pain
and lust that Gillian felt her pussy getting wet at the
sound of it. It reminded her of what she had suffered.
She shivered.
"Don't call me a bastard, you fuckin' cunt, you're
cumming!" Jack roared, as his thick cock jerked in and
out of Alda's cunt. "You're cumming, you bitch!"
He spanked Alda's red ass and she gasped, wailing in
pain and lust as she rolled on the rail.
"No, you fucker, no!" she screamed, but it was obvious
to everybody that she was cumming.
Her legs tensed and danced. Her ass jerked, and her dark
hair brushed the floor in furious strokes as passion
overwhelmed her. With a shriek, she climaxed; her cunt
sucking at Jack's cock as he roared with lust.
"Yeaaahh, tell me, whore, tell me!" he crowed, hot
streams of jizz rushing up his cockshaft and pouring
into Alda's spasming fuck-hole. "Come on, you're
cumming, bitch!"
He spanked her and Alda gave a squeal of passion.
"You'll have to spank me harder then that!"
"Bitch!" he yelled, spanking her ass harder. "Come on,
tell me!"
Thick gobs of cum rushed out of his cock and into Alda's
pussy.
"No, no, no!" Alda screamed, her pussy sucking and
spasming around his shooting cockshaft. "Never, no!" He
spanked her again and then she lunged back at him,
taking his cock to the very depths of her cunt, gasping
with undisguised lust.
Gillian found that she was gently rubbing her pussy as
she watched, her fingers sliding over her wet clit.
Guiltily she stopped, pulling her legs together and
tried to look away. But the screams of lust coming from
Alda turned her head back to look and her fingers crept
down again, reaching for her tingling cunt. She rubbed
her clit and spasms of passion shot out of the contact.
In a fever of shame, Gillian looked for Dean and Rose.
They were standing quietly, watching Alda and Jack. She
watched Alda get her cunt filled with cum and cock. Her
fingers blurred on her clit and the little blonde
librarian surged up to the brink of another cum. She
rubbed her pussy, her tits pressed into the tabletop,
rubbing at it for more contact. But still she couldn't
crest, however hard she tried.
"You fucker!" Jack yelled, as his cock spat out his
final gobs of thick cum.
He gave Alda one last spanking and then gave out;
holding his cock in her pussy, rattling the rail and
Alda.
Alda giggled. "With a bit of training, you'll be a good
lay."
"Oh, yeah?" he snarled. He pulled his cock out of her
cunt. He unstrapped her ankles. "You need some manners
taught to you, bitch!"
"So teach me," Alda whimpered as she rubbed her wrist
that he'd just freed.
"I just might."
He unclipped her other wrist, and Alda pulled herself
upright, sliding her arms around his neck.
"How about we go and practice?" she murmured, sliding
her legs between his.
"Later!" Dean snapped. "We're gonna show this bitch who
she is."
"We know who she is," Alda pouted.
"Do it!" Dean snapped and turned away.
"Come on," Alda said, and helped Jack pull his pants
back on.
Then, they left.
"Okay," Dean said as he walked toward Gillian.
She had slowed her pussy-rubbing.
"You lay there and take what we do. You can even rub
your cunt all the time, how about that?" he laughed, but
Gillian didn't stop rubbing her pussy. The demand in her
flesh was too great. "But if you try to stop us - then
you'll be tied down and left to anybody who wants you,
all night long. And that's a bitch, baby. Even Alda
can't take that. Lot of perverts around this place, you
understand?"
Gillian clutched the tabletop. She saw Dean go over to
the closet, reaching for the ebony rods. She tried to
bury her face in the tabletop.
Dean brought the rods over. There were four of them and
each one got fatter and longer, until the biggest one
had to be the thickness of her arm and two feet long.
Gillian gave a gurgling moan as he put them on the table
in front of her, and tossed a tube of something beside
them.
"Cream 'em up," he said. "They're going up your ass, so
you'll want them nice and slippery."
Gillian shuddered as she reached for the rods.
It was desperately humiliating; rubbing cream onto the
thick black rods so that they could be shoved up her
ass. Dean, Rose, and Benny stood close to the table,
Benny looking rather uneasy as his cock swelled in his
hand. He gripped it tighter, each time Gillian picked up
a bigger rod.
Finally, Gillian had all the rods greased, and she laid
the last one down. She wept, trying to forget that this
horrible thing was happening to her.
The door opened, and Alda came in, along with Jack and a
bunch of other workers at the hotel; both boys and
girls. They were all young and they giggled at the sight
of Gillian, clinging to the tabletop, weeping her heart
out.
"Watch this; all of you," Dean said. "But nobody does
anything unless I say so."
He nodded to Rose and she went to the closet and came
back with a small cat whip, the knotted tails swinging
from her hand.
Gillian felt her pussy throb, and she shivered with
horrible expectation. The crowd drew closer around her,
making her shiver again. She bit her lip, as Dean picked
up the smallest ebony rod and went to her ass. She felt
the touch of the smooth round end between her asscheeks.
She tensed, gripping the tabletop.
"On the table, Benny," Rose said.
He almost jumped on; his cock sticking out, throbbing
with arousal.
Dean pushed the rod into Gillian's ass, opening her
asshole with ease.
Gillian gasped as the massive rod invaded her shit-pit,
sliding on the cream; in and out. She moaned, and her
back arched as the pain boiled in her guts.
"Good," Dean said softly, easing the ebony rod in and
out; increasing the length of the stroke each time.
Benny grabbed her hair and rubbed his cock over her
lips.
"Suck it, honey; you've got a lot of sucking to do,"
Rose said.
Gillian trembled. She knew she was trapped. She opened
her lips, letting Benny's cock slide into her mouth,
while she moaned to the fuckstroke of the thick ebony
rod in her ass. She gripped the tabletop, her mouth
open, gasping around the thick prick thrusting between
her lips.
"Fuck, she's good!" Benny murmured, looking triumphantly
at his co-workers; his cock sliding into Gillian's
throat.
The little blonde librarian took his cock easily;
sliding it into her throat, her mouth pumping on his
shaft.
Dean pushed, and the ebony rod vanished into Gillian's
ass, until only his grip on the end stopped it from
sliding all the way in, out of sight. Gillian lurched;
her lips sank to the base of Benny's cock and her throat
sucked at his prickhead with a power that made him gasp
with lust.
Several of the watching boys and girls giggled and
wriggled.
Dean slid the rod back out, raking it out of Gillian's
shivering ass in a long smooth movement that made her
moan in pain. Her ass throbbed, waiting for another
invasion.
It came. The second rod was pushed into her ass. It was
over a foot long, as thick as Gillian's wrist, and even
the push of just the tip into her shitter brought a long
groan of pain from her. Her ass was stretched to the
limit as the black monster sank in, its rigid length
filling her shit-hole. Her mouth sank over Benny's cock,
taking it right into her throat again and he leaned
back, his prick swollen as Gillian sucked at it.
"Fuckin' cunts!" he whispered. "This chick can suck!
Ohhh, fuck, she can!"
He gasped and jerked as Dean raped Gillian's ass with
the ebony rod, working it in and out of her shit-hole
with faster, harder strokes. Several of the young
workers gathered around, watching the thick ebony rod
slide in and out of Gillian's tight, shuddering asshole.
The librarian groaned, opening her throat to take the
last inch of Benny's cock. The rod worked deep in her
guts, churning her ass up, making her moan and toss with
seething passions that were pain and pleasure, all mixed
together. Her ass jerked as it was reamed out. Her
thighs trembled and her fingernails ran along the
polished tabletop, scratching it.
"Rub your pussy," Rose hissed in Gillian's ear. "Do it,
now!"
Gillian's fingers ran down under her heaving body until
they reached between her spread thighs. She caressed her
pussy; the wet slippery gash opening for her fingers and
the eyes of the workers standing around watching her.
Spasms of lust shot out of the contact.
Benny lurched on the tabletop, his hands flat on either
side of her, thrusting his cock to the limit into
Gillian's sucking throat.
"Yeahh, I'm cumming!" he yelled.
Dean began driving the ebony rod in and out of Gillian's
shitter with faster, harder strokes; grinning, as he
watched her frantic fingers blur on her pussy. The
surges of lust building in the helpless blonde were
driving her out of her mind. Her throat opened even
wider, sucking at Benny's cock as he gave a great yell
of lust and shot a stream of jizz out of his piss slit,
deep in Gillian's throat.
"Suck it up!" he roared, his ass jerking out of control,
ramming his cock between Gillian's lips so fast that his
balls slapped her chin. "Aaahhh! Yesss!"
His cock spewed another thick wad of cum into Gillian's
throat.
Gillian's ass throbbed as the ebony rod slammed in and
out, churning in her guts with its massive stiff length.
Her throat took the last jets of Benny's cum and she
swallowed them, sucking on the softening cock.
"Ooohhh, fuck, that was good!" Benny gasped, and then
pulled his cock out of Gillian's mouth, cum still oozing
from his cock-slit.
Dean slowed the rod, stroking it in Gillian's quivering
asshole until he pulled it out. She gave a low moaning
scream. Her fingers rolled on her clit with even more
urgency.
"Don't worry, baby; I got an even bigger one for you."
Gillian shrieked, her legs trembling as she watched Dean
take up the next ebony rod. It was a foot and a half
long and thicker than the thickest salami. It gleamed in
the light as he ran the massive tip over Gillian's ass-
crack.
Gillian moaned and wept. One of the boys was on the
table and placed his cock at her lips. She didn't even
look up; just opened her mouth and took the fucker in,
sucking on the rock-hard flesh. He groaned, his prick
trembled, and Gillian knew he was going to shoot very
soon, he was so hot.
Dean pushed on the ebony rod and Gillian shrieked in
pure agonized pain. Her anal muscles were stretched
until she was sure they were splitting, and the enormous
thick rod worked into her shitter just an inch or so.
She gripped the cock in her mouth and rubbed her fingers
on her clit as hard as she could, trying to diminish the
pain.
Dean pushed again and the ebony rod slid into her ass,
tearing at her anal walls. As the rod filled her guts,
she felt as if the tip was about to hit the end of the
cock in her mouth. She shuddered, her ass erupting with
pain and lust as the rod stroked in and out, working
over her shitter walls.
Then, as the rod slid out of her shitter, Rose whipped
her ass with the cat tails. This stroke was nowhere near
as bad as some Gillian had taken, but with everything
else, it sent her over the edge into an immediate
climax. Her ass throbbed. Her legs trembled, and her
throat opened, taking the boy's cock right in. Her
throat spasmed around his throbbing cockhead, sucking
even harder as the rod slammed into her ass, filling her
shitter before pulling back. When only six or so inches
of it were in her shit-pit, Rose lashed her crimson ass.
Gillian's scream bubbled out from around the boy's cock,
while her throat sucked the cum out of his balls in a
long stream.
"Fuuuck!" the boy roared. "Oohhh, Jesus, ohhhh!"
His cum jetted into Gillian's throat, but she hardly
noticed it. Her ass jerked back for the rod and the
whip. She took another mouthful of cum as Rose lashed
her ass and the rod plunged back in, raping her shitter.
Her fingers rolled on her clit; slowly now, sliding on
the freely flowing juices.
The boy yelled as his cock was sucked dry by Gillian's
mouth. He fell back on the table, his prick pouring cum,
his eyes glazed with satisfaction.
Gillian screamed as she sucked at his prick, taking the
ooze of cum that was all he had left. She pumped her
head up and down, but his cock was dry and was
softening. She moaned, thrusting back for the whip, but,
as it landed, Dean pulled the rod out of her ass and she
shrieked, her anal walls collapsing, throbbing with
pain.
"Now the last one," Dean said.
One of the girls climbed onto the table, giggling; her
little short uniform skirt pulled up, her panties off.
Gillian sank her mouth over the girl's dark pussy mound,
gripping the girl's thighs. She sucked at the hot flesh,
getting a giggle and a moan from the pretty dark-haired
girl.
Then Gillian felt the push of the biggest ebony rod of
all.
She screamed, her ring of anal entrance muscles
throbbing with the pain as they tried to stretch far
enough. Dean pushed and Gillian shrieked again, her body
jerking on the table. Rose whipped her ass as she heaved
and took in several inches of the massive endless rod.
The pain rushed over the helpless librarian. She sucked
the girl's clit and savaged it, sucking and biting at
the hot flesh. The girl gave a yell and gripped
Gillian's hair, rubbing her cunt over the blonde's
teeth, moaning as she got more and more excited.
Gillian felt her anal muscles throbbing with pain, as
the enormous thick rod pushed in. Throbbing pain rushed
over her in surging waves. Rose lashed her ass. Dean
pushed the rod harder and several more inches of it
vanished into Gillian's ass; the enormous arm-thick
black skewer pushed right into the tight ring of muscles
that protected Gillian's ass.
The workers gathered around, watching in amazement as
Gillian's ass took the rod, while her whipped asscheeks
clutched and throbbed at the monster sliding between
them.
Dean worked over a foot of the ebony rod into Gillian's
ass, keeping her screaming all the way; the massive rod
forcing her to straighten out, pulling her spine up, her
body going rigid as the pole invaded her shitter. The
rod touched something in Gillian, and she screamed like
a banshee; holding the table tight, her mouth on the
girl's cunt, her body rigid with pain and a quivering
climax. Dean slid the rod out, and Gillian's screams
died away, then climbed again as Rose lashed her ass,
beating into her red flesh.
In a haze of blind fury, Gillian sucked at the little
girl's pussy, sending her into shrieks of passion. She
gripped Gillian's hair, pulling the blonde's mouth onto
her cunt even harder as she jerked on the tabletop, her
little uniform skirt flicking against the shiny surface.
"Oh, do it! That's so nice! Ohhh, fuck! It's great
having a girl do it... oh fuck, they can suck pussy!"
Suddenly Gillian felt infinitely more experienced and
worldly than the girl. The girl had probably been
fucking for years, but in one night Gillian had done
more than she would ever do. Savagely, Gillian bit the
girl's clit, driving another shriek of satisfaction from
the little dark-haired girl. She held on with her teeth;
sucking and licking, sending the girl crazy with
passion.
Dean and Rose were playing with Gillian, making her sob
and scream with passion, whenever they wanted. Dean slid
the rod into her ass, and then he twisted it, sending
Gillian screaming in tense raging spasms of passion. The
rod was so long that Rose could whip Gillian whenever
she wanted. So the cat lashed into the crimson bruises
of Gillian's ass, driving screams of horrible lust from
the librarian.
"Now, tell us how much you want it!" Dean yelled,
rolling the rod, pulling it back an inch or so, then
rolling it deeper.
Gillian screamed, biting and sucking at the little dark-
haired girl's slit until she gave a scream and rolled
away, off the table, gasping with the end of her climax.
But Gillian's raging orgasm just went on and on, surging
over her.
Gillian went tense as she held herself on the edge.
"Noooo! You can't, no!" she screamed, her body wet with
sweat.
"One last chance, baby," Dean said, rolling the rod.
"Tell us how much you want it!"
"No, no, you perverts! You hurt me! You hurt me!"
Gillian screamed.
Gillian shrieked as they started on her. The rod pushed
in and out of her shit-hole faster, and Rose lashed her
ass with stronger strokes, whipping into her sore flesh
with no mercy at all. She rolled on the table, her body
erupting at everything they did to her.
Dean pushed the rod into her ass, slamming the entire
enormous thick length into Gillian's shit-pit.
Gillian went rigid, screaming; her back as tense as a
knife blade. The ebony rod rolled in her guts and she
climaxed as if she was going to shatter into pieces. The
rod pushed into her guts, going deeper, ripping, tearing
her body to shreds. Her guts erupted, and she screamed
in the most diabolical pleasure she had ever known. It
raged through her until she passed out.
-= Chapter 8 =-
A door closed.
Gillian stirred, lifting her head. It was pitch dark and
she had no idea where she was.
She was kneeling; tied face-down over a soft round
pillow. She wriggled and thought she was on a bed.
Then she heard them.
"Which end do you want?" a boy asked.
"I want her cunt."
Gillian shivered and lay quiet.
"Okay, fuck, you got it; I want that mouth."
Suddenly their hands were all over her, and Gillian gave
a shriek of horror, pulling against the bonds that held
her, but she was securely tied at the wrists, knees, and
ankles.
"Get away from me!" she screamed.
The boys laughed.
There was the touch of a thin rod on Gillian's ass.
"No, no... aaahahhh! Stop it, no!" Gillian screamed,
jerking wildly.
"Don't argue, bitch. We've come to fuck you; any more
shit and you'll hurt a lot."
A strange excitement rushed through her. She would have
no idea which boy had fucked her, and there was a
perverted thrill in that. She moaned and felt her pussy
juices flowing.
A cock bobbed at Gillian's lips. She opened her lips and
let the throbbing cock slide into her mouth. The boy's
prick was smooth and strong. She slid it into her mouth
and bobbed her head up and down on it, working it over
until the boy gave a gasp of lust.
"Yeahhhh!" he sighed, holding her blonde hair and
thrusting his cock at her throat.
Then came the push of another cock at her pussy. It slid
against her wet clit, and Gillian gurgled with passion,
her pussy walls throbbing in expectation. It slid in,
rubbing against her cuntal walls, driving sharp sparks
of lust into the bound librarian. She moaned on the soft
pillow, her ass thrusting, her mouth sliding down the
full length of the prick, taking the ball of his
cockhead right into her throat.
"Oohhh, fuck, yeah!" the boy she was sucking moaned. He
gripped her hair harder, filling her throat with his
rampant cockmeat. "Fuck, just imagine if we had this
after every shift, hey?"
The other boy chuckled, ramming his fucker to the top of
Gillian's cunt, rolling it around in the warm, sucking
tube.
"If only," he gasped. "Fuck!"
He speeded up, his cock sliding harder into Gillian's
pussy, his loins slapping her asscheeks.
Her ass was still as sore as hell, and the contact sent
shivers of pain through Gillian that only sent her lust
higher. She gasped, not caring any longer that they knew
she was aroused. Her throat throbbed and sucked at the
cockhead, and her pussy spasmed on the thick prick
fucking her from behind.
The boys reached for her tits, playing with them in
turn, rolling her soft tit-mounds in their hands.
"Fuck, oh fuck!" the boy sliding his cock deep into her
throat gasped. "She's got me going... ohhh, fuck!"
He gave a long drawn-out moan of lust and shoved his
cock at her throat with a fury that told her she was
about to get another mouthful of cum.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" he yelled, his cock blurring in and
out between her lips, his cockshaft throbbing and
swelling as the jizz flooded up his shaft.
"Wow, you told me she was hot, but fuck!" the other boy
yelled, his thick shaft ramming to the hilt in Gillian's
spasming cunt. "Jeezz, ohhhhh!"
He gripped her asscheeks as his cock slammed in and out,
throbbing, swelling as cum gushed out of his balls.
"Yeaaahhh!" the other boy yelled and shot a thick wad of
spunk into Gillian's sucking mouth. "Ohhh, fuck, fuck,
she can suck!"
Gillian was ashamed of her passion as the hot cum boiled
into her mouth. She rolled the cock juice around in her
mouth, tasting it as it poured out, filling her sucking
throat. She pulled back a little, taking the salty goo
on her lips for a moment before she plunged her head
down the spurting shaft once more, letting the jizz gush
into her mouth and into her throat.
"Urrhh, fuck! This is the best!" the boy yelled, his
hips shaking as he emptied his load in her mouth. "Fuck,
oohh, fuck!"
He held her head; pulling back, jerking his cockhead
over her lips as he shot more white goo.
Gillian gasped, her pussy spasming around the other cock
as the fuck juice gushed into her cunt. The boy was
yelling, his prick shooting cum, his hands gripping her
ass, nearly driving her over into orgasm.
But the pain wasn't enough.
Gillian tightened her cunt around the cock as it filled
her pussy with juice. Her mouth took the other prick to
the base again, but the boy was already shot out, his
cock-slit just oozing cum into her wildly sucking
throat. She moaned, her pussy throbbing, her arms and
legs aching, but the passion rang through her without
giving her any real satisfaction.
"Fuck, what a bitch!" the boy fucking her cunt gasped as
his stream of cum gave out. He pulled Gillian up on his
cock as the last gob of jizz shot out of it, and then he
fell back, gasping with satisfaction. "Fuck, that was
great!"
The two of them pulled their fuckers out of her and
left.
Gillian lay there, crouched on the pillow, passion
surging through her. Slowly her lust subsided, but then,
just as she was about to drop off to sleep again, the
door opened.
She could hear them in the darkness, two more boys. They
giggled as they ran their hands over her bound body,
feeling for her ass and face. She gave in at once,
taking a cock in her mouth and then gasping as the other
boy rammed his prick at her ass.
Her ass had been fucked enough that night, but it seemed
particularly sensitive as it got another cock rammed
into it. Her anal walls trembled and jerked. She moaned,
sucking on the long slim cock at her mouth, taking it
effortlessly into her throat.
"Yeah, come on, honey! Take it right in! Gimme a good
dose of head!" the boy whispered.
Gillian gave him more than that. Her throat spasmed
around his prickhead and he moaned with lust, his balls
tightening, his hands running under Gillian and feeling
her sore, thrusting tits.
"Yeah, baby, baby!" he gasped. "Do it! Do it! Feel my
cock! Come on, bitch!"
He twisted Gillian's nipples viciously, jerking his cock
at her mouth.
Gillian shoved her mouth down on his cock, wanting to
scream at him to work her nipples harder, to give her
more pain. His fingers twisted and almost set her off,
but already his cock was bursting with cum, and the
other cock wasn't even tight in her ass yet.
"Yeah, oohh, yeah!" the boy yelled, his prick throbbing
as jizz surged out of his balls. He gave Gillian another
mouthful of cum.
She moaned, thrusting her tits at his hands, but he had
already lost interest. Gillian sobbed as her ass was
invaded by the other cock. Even the rasping of male
cockflesh on her anal walls and the hot spurts of cum
couldn't bring her off.
The boy fucking her ass spanked her, as he rammed his
cock in deeper. She screamed and rammed the still-
spurting prick into her throat, taking the final gulps
of cum, swallowing them as the thick cock poured out
more juice. But he was giving out already, his cock
softening just when she needed more hard prick. She
lapped up the cum that oozed from his cock-slit with
greedy desire, but he was already pulling it out, just
as the second boy got his cock into her ass to the
limit.
She lay there, moaning as her ass was reamed out, the
thick young cock sliding in and out as the boy felt her
sucking anal walls working over his stiff prick. He
grunted and gasped, spanking her, but never hard enough.
Gillian sobbed as the ass-fucker gave a long yell of
lust and slammed his shaft in harder, lifting her up on
his stiff cock.
He didn't say a word as he came, just poured out hot
sticky cum into her ass, his hands gripping her thighs,
his cockhead deep in her guts.
Gillian was trying to get off, but failing.
He pulled his cock out of her asshole while it still
sucked desperately at his prick.
The two boys left.
Three more times it happened.
Once it was a girl and a boy. But each time Gillian had
to suck
while she was fucked and she never got satisfaction.
She had a feeling it was close to dawn, a faint line of
light showed above her head.
The door opened again.
Two people moved closer and suddenly there was an
enormous cock at her lips.
Gillian moaned.
"Beg for it."
"No, no, stop this, stop it!" Gillian moaned, her mouth
jabbing down to get at the enormous prick.
A thin cane lashed her ass. Gillian gave a shriek of
lust, jerking up on the pillow, as she hovered on the
brink of cumming.
"Beg for it."
"No, don't, let me go!" Gillian wept, her lips moving
over the rock-hard cockshaft, kissing at it slavishly.
Her pussy ran juices, her blonde hair fell across her
face and her whole body burned with a fire that was
already out of control.
The cane lashed her ass, beating right across both
cheeks, and Gillian nearly leaped out of her bonds. She
surged up to the edge of orgasm once more and hung
there.
"Beg for it."
"Whip me!" she screamed. "Whip me!"
She bobbed her head for the cock, but it was just too
far out of reach.
"Beg for it."
The cane ran over her ass, so softly that Gillian
screeched and went out of her mind, her ass jerking up.
"Noooo... aaagahhh! Please, stop, please!" she begged.
"Beg for it, and you can have that cock in any hole you
want and be whipped while you cum."
"Please, please, let me have the cock! Whip me, please,
hurt me! I want cock! I want to be hurt, please! Whip
me, give me everything! Hurt meeeeeee!"
"Yeahhhh," Dean said and his massive cock slid into her
mouth.
With a gurgle of lust, Gillian sank the rod into her
throat and heaved her ass up as the cane lashed into it.
She screamed, and burst over the top into climax. Her
body pulsated and her throat throbbed around the massive
cock.
"So, which hole, baby? Your choice," he whispered.
The cane lashed her ass, sending Gillian's orgasm
surging higher. She screamed, jerking in release.
"My ass!" she wailed. "Fuck my ass!"
"You got it, baby!"
Gillian lay across the pillow, cumming endlessly as the
cane whipped her ass.
Dean's massive cock rammed in her shit-hole, churning
orgasms from her with each slamming fuck-stroke.
-= Chapter 9 =-
On Monday morning, Joe looked up from his desk and saw
Gillian in the doorway. He almost jumped out of his
chair.
For Gillian had changed. Big time. It started with her
face. Her old glasses were gone, replaced by big, thin-
framed, black ones that added deadliness to the
sensuality of her eyes. She wore makeup accentuating her
high cheekbones. Her lipstick was a dark red and the
pout of her mouth somehow told him he was in trouble.
And her clothes were different. Instead of the old dowdy
dresses, she wore a flattering, pale-blue, turtle-necked
sweater that didn't hide the swell of her tits at all.
Below that, she had on a suede skirt that ended several
inches above her knees. It flared out and flicked as she
moved, almost showing her stocking tops.
Now that Joe could see her legs he almost passed out,
and a bulge started in the crotch of his pants. For
Gillian's wonderful thighs and calves were now pushed
into perfect shape by a pair of spiked five-inch heels.
She paraded forward, holding a letter.
"This is for you," she said. "I'm taking over."
He gasped and tore open the envelope. He went white as
he read the letter. It was from his boss, Dean Harper;
informing him that he was out of a job and Gillian was
now running the library.
He glanced up at her, but Gillian was looking around the
room, taking mental notes on what changes she wanted.
"But, this can't be!" Joe moaned.
"Call him; you know the number."
When Joe put the phone back down, his hand was shaking.
"You can't do this to me!" he gasped and almost burst
into tears.
"We can and we did!" Gillian snapped. "Now, get out."
She stood there while Joe cleared out his desk and put
his things in his briefcase. Then, eyes down, he started
for the door.
"You want a job here?" Gillian asked, one hand on her
hip.
He swung around, his pathetic groveling nature suddenly
very obvious. "Yes, yes, please, Gillian, I won't..."
"Miss Smith!" Gillian snapped.
"Please, Miss Smith, I'll do whatever you say, and I
won't get out of line at all. I need a job! I owe so
much money!"
Gillian sneered at him. "Lock the door and come here!"
He came up to her and gasped, as she spread her legs and
slid her hands over her skirt. The little skirt eased
up, showing more of her incredible legs and her stocking
tops. The bulge in his pants throbbed desperately.
"On your knees," she ordered.
He obeyed at once, his eyes bugging out of his head.
"Take my panties off... they clip at the sides."
Joe ran his hands up under her skirt and reached for the
clips at the sides of her tight white leather panties.
His fumbling fingers unclipped her panties and they fell
away, revealing her juicy pussy.
"Suck my cunt." Gillian spread her legs around him,
pulling his mouth to her pussy, dropping her skirt over
his head.
He went crazy on her pussy, drawing her soft flesh into
his mouth and working his tongue over her clit in a fury
of submission. Gillian forced his mouth tightly to her
cunt and gave a long shudder of orgasm. She held him
there, rubbing her cunt all over his face, gripping his
hair, rasping her clit against his lips and teeth.
"Come on, you little shit! Suck me, if you want a job!"
she snarled.
She laughed, her pussy running juices all over Joe's
face, spasms of satisfaction rushing over her. She took
one final shudder of cum and pushed his face away.
"We've got work to do!" she snapped. "You can start my
old job! Get on with it!"
"Yes, yes, Miss Smith, whatever you say." He stood up
and wiped his wet face.
Gillian looked him up and down. "Show me your cock."
He obeyed at once, pulling his rather small but rock-
hard fucker out of his pants. He was shaking with
expectation, hoping that he would finally get to stick
his prick in Gillian's wonderful cunt.
But she looked it over, picked up her panties, and sat
down behind the desk. She pulled out several tissues
from the box and held them out to him.
"Jerk off in these."
"But, but, Miss Smith..."
"If you want a job," Gillian said.
His shaking hand took the tissues, and he held them over
the end of his cock as he rubbed it, gasping with
humiliation and hopeless lust.
Gillian slid her panties back on, watching him idly as
he worked his prick.
He moaned, and gasped as a stream of cum gushed out into
the tissues. He shuddered, as Gillian casually slid her
sweater up and gave him a show of her tits, as she
pretended to adjust something in her underwear.
"Uuurrhhh!" His hand was a blur, his cum pouring into
the tissues.
Gillian dropped her sweater and watched him shoot the
last drops of his cum into the tissues.
"You'll report to me fifteen minutes early every
morning. I need sucking every morning and you'll do it.
If your cock gets hard, you'll jerk off. Now get out."
"Yes, yes, Miss Smith!" He zipped himself up and left.
Gillian picked up the phone and dialed.
"Hi, Rose," she purred. "It all went fine. Yeah." She
giggled. "Oh, hi, Dean; I didn't know you guys had two
phones. Yeah, well, great. When are you going to be able
to inspect the library; you know, see how I'm doing?"
She gasped as she eased her little panties aside and
caressed her clit.
"Yes, I know there's all next weekend, but I can't wait
that long. I know it's my first day, but you mustn't let
that stop you. I'm gonna make a list of all my mistakes
and you have to punish me for them. I'll see you at
five. Both of you. Yes, yes, please, you know how bad I
need it. Thanks. Bye."
She put the phone down and managed to get her fingers
off her clit. She had work to do.
The End
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