Chapter 22: Making Good on a Promise
It was Friday night and I was sitting in my bedroom. My mother was out until very late. Jeff had said, "I need your house and your daughter Friday night. Go to dinner, a show, whatever you want, just don't be back before 2AM."
And she agreed. Not a single question. Not a "What are you going to do with my daughter." She just said, "OK, Jeff."
So Friday night, I was sitting on my bed, alone in my room, wearing a sheer white teddy. I looked at myself in the mirror, and I was damn sexy, if I do say so myself. My hair was neat and down and I was wearing just a touch of makeup. You could see my tiny white lace panties through the teddy, and you could see my light pink nipples as well. As hard as they were, you couldn't miss them. I looked good, but I imagined that I wouldn't stay looking that good for long.
I heard noises downstairs. I heard knocks on the door and the doorbell ringing what seems like far too many times. I could hear voices and rough male laughter. I knew that any minute, I was going to be called downstairs, and I was terrified and excited. Just then the door opened, and someone slipped into the room.
"Camille!" I said in surprise. "What are you doing here?"
She looked at me sheepishly and said, "I want to see you get gang banged," she told me.
Surprise turned to shock. "What do you mean?" I asked.
"I talked to Jeff about it," she explained. "I wanted to know what you were going through. I wanted to see if it was really happening. I asked him, and he said I could come over and watch. He said that it was important that your friends know what a slut you are."
Oh my Dog! I could feel Jeff's hand in this. He knew there could be nothing more humiliating to me than knowing that my friend was watching me. But I couldn't let her watch me! I needed a way out! Then a stroke of genius hit me.
"You can't stay here!" I told her. "Those boys will become rabid! If I am occupied, and they see you there, they'll just use you instead!""
"I'm not worried," she told me. "For most of the time I'll be up here watching you on the TV. I'll just sneak down to see what's happening every now and then."
Curses, foiled again! Jeff covered every angle. I didn't even realize that he was planning to tape the whole thing! I was sure that he would make me watch it with him later.
The door opened again, and Jeff walked in. "Hello girls," he said.
He smiled at Camille and then asked me, "Are you ready, Rachel?"
I nodded.
"Are you going to be a good slut for me?" he asked.
I nodded again.
"Are you going to do everything that you are told?" he asked.
A third nod.
"Then let's go," he said. "Camille, after we leave you may turn the television on. If you come downstairs, you should be able to see the action from the staircase without exposing yourself too much. If someone does see you, just head back upstairs and close the door. Everyone knows that they will be ejected if they head upstairs, but scream if you are worried."
With that, Jeff took my hand and walked me to the stairs.
"Do you remember what to say?" he asked.
I nodded, and he smiled and said, "You are very quiet. Say something."
I looked at him and said, "Thank you for treating me like a slut."
He grabbed me and kissed me deeply. "Let's see if you say that tomorrow morning." Then he walked me downstairs. He stood me at the entrance to the room, and then walked away from me. Jeff and I had discussed my little opening speech, and I was ready to give it.
Despite my nerves and trepidation, I put on a bright smile and said, "I want to thank each and every one of you. I appreciate what you've done to protect me, and I want to reward you. I'd appreciate it if you left no permanent marks on me, but other than that, I'm open to anything."
I nodded to Jeff and said, "Jeff has agreed to be referee. If he feels that someone is going too far, he will ask you to stop. If you don't, you'll be thrown out and you won't be welcomed back. If you do stop, no harm, no foul. I think you'll find you'll have to go a very long way before Jeff steps in. Now, if you are ready, who wants me, and how?"
People didn't react for a moment, unsure of what to do. Then Chris stepped forward. I guess Chris had been pissed at Marty too, and now he was coming to collect his reward. He was just a junior, but he knew how to take control. He walked up to me and pulled me in to a kiss. During the kiss, he fondled my butt and ran his hands up and down my back.
"Hey, don't bogart the slut!" someone called out, causing everyone to laugh. Jeff had provided them with some drinks to loosen them up, though he had promised to cut them off way before they got too rambunctious. It had loosened them up a little.
Chris laughed too, and he turned me around to face the room, reaching around me to cup my tits. Someone else stepped forward and kissed me, someone I didn't even know. It was starting: I was going to have sex with a complete stranger. I felt another hand reach between the stranger and Chris, and fondle my tits hard.
After that point, the night became a blur. I knew most of the people there, but not too well, and many were complete strangers. I remember them pulling my teddy off, then I felt people sucking on my tits. I don't know if they drew straws, or stood in line, but all of a sudden I was on the floor and there was someone between my legs.
Jack was someone I knew, someone I had dated previously. When we were dating, I never let him get to second. Now, he was on top of me, squeezing those tits he could never get his hands on, and I felt his cock pushing into my wet pussy. He shoved into me hard, whispering, "Having fun, Ice Princess?"
"I'm so sorry for not putting out for you," I grunted at him. "It was wrong. Punish me for not being a slut for you! Fuck me hard!"
He tried, bless his soul, but in just a few strokes he was cumming up my slippery pussy. Still, I wasn't worried, there was a line of hard cocks waiting for him to finish. Before he got up I pulled his mouth to mine and kissed him hard. Then I whispered in his ear, "If you really want to punish me, next time you're hard, shove that sexy cock of yours up my ass!"
That was all the time I had with him as Jack was pulled off of my body by others eager for action. Jack was replaced by another, then another. I am not sure who fucked me when, but I know that I was fucked. The first ones didn't last that long, though I did get off a couple of times. Then the boys started sticking their slimy cocks into my mouth between fucks. I knew when we were on seconds by the length of time that people started taking. I was being fucked hard and long, sometimes by strangers, sometimes by boys I'd known for years.
One boy had just come in me, and I was all alone for a minute. I reached between my legs and gathered some of the cum pouring out of me and scooped it into my mouth. Then Jack pulled me up and said, "My turn again!"
He flipped me onto my stomach and pulled my ass into the air. He poked around for a minute until his cock slipped into my gaping pussy. He stroked a half dozen times, and then pulled out. "Ready to be punished?" he asked.
"Oh, yes!" I said.
Jeff, the sweetheart, had prepared me earlier. He had shown me exactly how much lube that he was putting up my ass, and it wasn't much. "This will make the going a little easier, but it will still hurt your tiny ass like hell!"
And he was right. Jack shoved his cock up my ass, and it burned.
"Oh yes! Fuck my ass!" I screamed. "Hurt my ass. Hurt me!"
I looked up and I saw the other boys looking at me eagerly. Most had clearly not thought of doing this to me, but now they were thinking! I glanced over at the stairs and saw Camille peeking down. The thought of her seeing me debase myself this way was too much for me, and I came, shrieking.
My head dropped to the ground, and Jack kept pumping me. I felt him cum in me, and I groaned. He pulled out, but was quickly replaced by another. While the second boy was fucking my ass, someone pulled my head up by my hair and shoved his cock into my mouth. Mmmmm, plugged in two holes. Jeff came over to me and whispered, "They'll be thinking about this in school on Monday." I almost bit the cock I was sucking as I came.
After that, it was more fucking and more sucking. As I said, it was all a blur. After my announcement with Jack, people started treating me more roughly, and I loved every second of it. Finally I heard Chris say, "Let's do a triple!"
He rubbed a cloth over my pussy and ass to clear off some of the cum, then he pulled me onto him and stuck his cock up my pussy. "Who gets her mouth, and who gets her ass?" he asked. I don't know who answered, but someone shoved a cock into my mouth, while I felt a cock pushing into my abused asshole. I was pummeled back and forth until I felt them cumming in me, one after another.
After that fuck, I was completely drained, but still some of them used my limp body as a handy cum receptacle. It was amazing.
When I next realized what was going on, Jeff was carrying me upstairs and the boys were all gone. He got to my room and laid me on the bed. Camille was there with wet cloths to help clean my abused body.
"Did she really like that as much as she seemed to?" she asked Jeff.
"Ask the slut yourself," he said with a proud smile in his voice.
"I loved it," I muttered and moaned. I was hurting all over, and I wanted nothing more than to sleep.
I felt Jeff kiss my lips, and he said, "Sleep my darling."
That was all I remembered until I woke up the next afternoon. Jeff had once again delivered on his promise.