When my sister's boyfriend said he would give me Barbara for my birthday, I thought he was kidding.

But now Tim said he had a present for me, and he took me into my sister's room. and there was Barbara, lying on her bed, with her arms and legs tied to the bedposts.

She had on a skirt and blouse, but she was spread so tightly that all of her was outlined through the clothing. When she saw me, she began to shake her head wildly and pull at her ropes.

"Tim, for god's sake, you can't do this to me!" she cried.

"Why not?" Tim said. "It's Danny's birthday and I'm giving him you for a night. She's all yours, kid. Do anything you want. There's nothing she can do about it. Have fun." and Tim left.

I was shaking with lust and joy as I approached my oldler sister. Again she struggled against her bonds, but it only made her taut, thrusting breasts quiver and roll. She gave up then. She was panting a bit. Her eyes widened as I came toward her.

"Danny," she said pleadingly. "Danny, don't--don't do anything you'll be sorry for, okay?"

"Tim said I could do anything I want," I said.

"Danny, look--I'm your sister. You--you wouldn't want to hurt your own sister."

I sat on the bed. Barbara shrank away, but she couldn't go far. "You hurt me lots of times," I said. "You're always insulting me. I couldn't do anything about it. But now--"

"I-I'm sorry, Danny," Barbara babbled. "Really, I'm so sorry, I'll make it up to you, Danny, please, I'm sorry..."

My cock was hard. I was panting. I could do what I wanted.

"I always wanted to see your body," I said.

"No! Danny, no. You can't--"

"I can," I said. "I can see you naked, Barbara. I can just take all your clothes off and see you all naked."

"Danny, I'm your sister. It's wrong, Danny."

I was watching her. Her breasts went up and down, up and down against her shirt with her rapid breathing. Barbara saw where I was looking, and it made her squirm.

"Oh, god," I said. "I'm going to touch you, Barbara. I'm going to touch your body."

"No. No, Danny--" But I put my hand on her breast. It was so soft and good. I rubbed it. Barbara moaned and turned her face away.

"Look at me, Barbara," I said, and I rubbed harder. Barbara looked at me. She had tears in her eyes. I looked at her and rubbed both breasts and felt them. "I want to see them," I said. "I'm going to open your shirt now."

"Please," Barbara cried. "Please, Danny, don't do this to me."

I felt so fantastic. I began unbuttoning the shirt, slowly, from top to bottom. Barbara sobbed. She had no bra on or anything. Barbara tried to twist her spread-out body as I pulled the shirt open. What fantastic, firm tits! I couldn't stop myself from putting my mouth down on them. I sucked at them and bit the hard pink nipples. Barbara was sobbing hard now.

"Shut up," I said. "Shut up, Barbara. I want to look at your legs now."

Barbara would have kicked my balls if her legs hadn't been tied tautly apart. But she couldn't do anything as I pushed her skirt up, all the way up, high up over her knees and her thighs. I forced it up the tops of her long, curving thighs to her waist, and she wasn't wearing underpants. My sexy big sister was lying naked for me, and I playhed with her legs for a while. And then I got up and began to undress.

"No!" Barbara shouted. "Danny--no--don't, for god's sake, Danny, please--"

Naked I came forward. "Oh, Barbara," I said. "I have to do it to you." And I lay down on top of my sister.

God, it was fabulous to have her hard but squashy breasts rolling against me, and her twitching, squirming, writhing hips bumping mine, and her struggling thighs and her long, luscious, crazy wriggling body under me. She screamed as I put my cock inside her, screamed loudly and then sobbed and sobbed as I began to fuck.

"Good, Barbara," I said. "Oh, so good, so nice, Barbara. I'm doing it to you, I'm fucking my big sister Barbara, you're all naked and crying and I'm fucking you, fucking you--"

"I-I'll...kill you..." Barbara gasped. "I'll kill you, Danny...ohh...oh don't...ahh...ahhh...aaahh..."

"You like it!" I said.

"No! Stop it!"

"No! You like it!"

"I don't...aahhh...Danny...oohh goddd..."

"Now, sis. Now!"

"AAAAAIIIIHHH!" And Barbara's body spasmed and rocked and spasmed again.

I don't know how, but I pulled out of her then and crawled up to her face. "Open your mouth," I said.

"NNN!" She turned away. I hit her. I hit her again. Sobbing, she turned back and opened her mouth. I put my cock in it. "NNNGGGHHH!"

"Suck it, sis. Suck it and I'll shoot in your mouth."

"UUNNNGGGHH!"

"Suck it, sis, yes, that's it, that's right, sister Barbara, suck it and swallow my come, you dirty naked bitch whore slut, suck it, sis, now sis, now drink it, sis NOWWW..."

I sat down in a chair and waited until she stopped crying. I didn't mind; the crying did interesting things to her body, and made her round breasts bounce and roll. Then I said, "What are you crying for, Barbara? You liked it fine at the finish there."

"Oh, you filth!" Barbara gasped. "I hate you. Go away!"

"No way," I said. "I'm staying, sis. I've got all night with you, you know."

"Danny. For god's sake. Untie me."

"Why?"

"Oh, please, Danny. You--you had your fun, you got your kicks with me, didn't you? Let me go now."

"But I'm not finished with you, Barb," I said. "Tim gasve you to me for all night. And I'll bet I can think of all kinds of things I'd like to do."

"No," Barbara said. "No more, Danny. No."

"God, you're a sexy bitch," I said.

"Danny. Please. Untie me. Just--just untie my arms and legs, okay? Please, Danny."

"Why should I?"

"It hurts, Danny. It hurts a lot. Oh, come on, do it, Danny. It hurts so much, I can't stand it any longer."

"Unnh-unnh," I said. "I want you right there so I can get at you."

"Listen--I'll stay here, I won't try to run away, I promise, okay? Just loosen the ropes, okay? Please?"

"I don't trust you," I said.

"Oh, god!"

"Anyway," I said, "I like you that way. It's so sexy and exciting, the way your body is all stretched out. It plulls your legs so tight the muscles push out against your skin. And your big round titties push up so high and firm--"

"Oh stop! You filthy boy!"

"Don't call me names, Barbara. That's not nice. Tell me you didn't mean it."

I saw her swallow. "I-I'm sorry," she said slowly. "I-I didn't mean it, Danny."

"Good. And when you try to pull against the ropes, your long luscious body squirms and twists and wriggles until I want to fuck you to death."

Barbara started to cry again, and then stopped. "Danny--if you let me go I'll be good to you. Okay? I'll be so nice, you'll like it, Danny, I promise."

I got up and went to the bed and sat down. "Barb, you're a liar," I said, and deliberately I put my hand on her tit again. Barbara bit her lip. I squeezed the breast hard. Very hard. Barbara's body thrashed.

"Aahh! No! Danny, don't, stop, oh god, stop!"

I let her go.

"Don't," she sobbed. "Don't hurt me. Please don't hurt me!"

"God, what I'd like to do to you, sis," I said. "I want to fuck you again, and fuck your mouth again, too. And--"

"No!"

"Yeah. But that's not all I could do if I wanted to. You can't stop me, sis. For instance, I think it would be a kick and a half to call up a few of my friends and invite them over. Why should I have all the fun?"

"No!" Barbara screamed. "For god's sake, no, Danny, you can't, oh no, you can't!" And she twisted against the ropes again. I watched her tits until she stopped.

"If you don't want that," I said, "you better be ultra-nice to me, Barb. I'm not kidding, now. You have to do anything I say. You got that?"

"Y-yes, Danny," she whimpered. "I-I will. I-I'll be good."

I ran my hands over her. All over her body. Slowly. Lingeringly. Barb lay still and took it.

"Okay," I said, and lay down on top of her again. I loved hearing her gasp when the ropes cut into her skin. I lay all my weight on her shaking, pain-filled body. "I'm going to kiss you, sis. And I want you to kiss me back. Real sexily. You understand?"

"I--Y-yes--"

"Do it right. I want you to put your tongue in my mouth and make it a really exciting kiss. Okay?"

"Ohh...you...I...yesssss..."

"You sweet bitch," I said, and I put my mouth on hers. Slowly, hesitatingly, her tongue pushed out to touch mine. Her soft lips opened against my lips, and her trembling tongue slid into my mouth. I kissed her and kissed her, and her obedient tongue probed and tasted in my mouth, and my cock got hard as a rock.

I broke the kiss. "I want you now," I said.

"Untie me," Barb said.

"I'd like to untie just your legs and make you wrap your thighs around me as I fuck you," I said. "But also I like the way they're pulled so tight and straining."

"But I hurt so bad."

"Take this," I said, and shoved my cock up her cunt. She howled, and again I lost myself in the lustful joy of straining legs and twisting torso and twitching hips and firm, squirming breasts.

"You long, luscious sex bunny," I rasped. "You're a dirty slut. Right, Barb? Right? Say it, Barb. Say, yes, Danny, I am a dirty slut. Come on. Say it! Or I'll bring all the guys on the block in here to fuck your slut's body. Say it!"

Barbara was crying and gasping. "Ohhh...ooohh...god...I-I-I am...I am...a dirty--s-s-slut," she sobbed.

"Right. And you love to fuck your brother. Say that."

"Danny--"

"Say it!" I thrust at her brutally.

"Aaahh! I...aahh...I-I l-l-love...oohh...t-to f-fuck...unnhh ...m-my brother--"

"Take it. Take this, sis. And now say, I want your cock in my slut's mouth again. Now!"

"AAAIIIIEEE! AGGHH! I-I want...ohh Jesus, I'm...I w-want your c-c-cock...No, oh no, I can't, I'm going to...I--yes! I want your cock ohh goddd in my s-s-slut's mouth--again! Fuck me!"

"Fuck my sister. Fucking my naked bitch sister!"

"Oh, fuck your sister ahh whore slut cocksucking sister ahh noww oh Danny--"

"SIS YOU SHIT--"

"KILL ME AAIIIIIII..." -

"Let me go now, Danny," Barbara said. She sounded exhausted.

"No," I said.

"For god's sake, it's killing me," Barb said. "My wrists hurt so bad. And I have to go to the bathroom. Please, Danny. I hurt all over."

"But you look so nice and helpless all spread out and straining," I said.

"You bastard," Barb said, and right away she got scared. "I take it back," she said swiftly. "I'm sorry, Danny. Please untie me, I'll be good, I'll do anything you want, okay? I'm yours for the night, just let me loose. I beg you. You want to hear me beg? I'm begging you, Danny, I'lm really begging, I'll do anything, anything at all, please...please..."

I said, "Anything?"

"Y-yes--what?"

"You tell me," I said. "What will you do?"

"Oh. Oh...I-I don't know...Just--"

"I'll tell you what I'd like," I said. "I'd like you to crawl for me. Yes, crawl. Like a dog. It would just knock me out to watch my snobby big sister crawling around naked in front of me. Would you do that for me, Barbara?"

Barbara bit at her lip. Her eyes closed, and she nodded.

"Say it," I said.

"Danny--"

"I'll tell you what, sis. If you don't say that, I'll keep you tied to that bed all night long. That's a promise."

"All right," she whispered finally.

"All right what? Come on."

"All right, I-I'll crawl for you. I'll crawl all you want. Okay?"

"Great. Oh. One other thing, Barb."

"What?"

"I'm going to ask Tony to join us," I said.

I watched my sister with joy as she shook her head in horror. "No. God, Dann, no. Please no. Anything but that. I can't do that, I can't, please, Danny." I was silent. Barbara was frantic. "I'll crawl for you, Danny. I'll crawl and grovel and--and kiss your feet, okay? And you can use my body any way you want, and I'll suck your cock, honest to god I'll suck you all night, Danny, as much as you want, and I'll--"

"I know that, sis," I said. "And you'll do it for Tony, too."

Barbara was crying. I watched her breasts shaking as I went to the phone and dialled. "Tony?" I said when he picked up. "Listen, Tony. You know my big sister Barbara? Right, the stuck- up one. How would you like to fuck her?" Barbara was rolling her head from side to side and pulling blindly at the ropes. "No, I'm not kidding. On the up and up, I swear. Yes, she's lying right here, on her bed, all naked and ready. Okay--come on." I hung up.

Barbara was looking at me in horror. "If you do this," she said brokenly, "I'll kill you, Danny. I swear I'll kill you."

"Bullshit," I said. "You'll do just what I say and that's all, because if you make any trouble at all, Tim will give you to me for as long as I want. You don't want that, Barbie. Do you?"

"No," she whispered.

"Right. I'm going to untie you now. But don't move until I say you can. Is that clear?"

Barb nodded. I untied her wrists and ankles, but I made her stay stretched out as she was while I ran my hands all over her body again. She had to stay still and take it. Finally I let her up to go to the bathroom. When she came out she had adjusted her clothes.

"Take them off," I said. "All off. Strip. Every stitch."

She did so, crying. And then I just kept her standing naked until Tony knocked on the door.

I grinned at her. "Okay," I said. "Go let him in."

"I-I'm--"

"I know. Open the door for him."

"I--like---not like this!"

"Just like that."

"Danny!"

"Do it."

"No!" she cried. "No! I can't! Not--not naked, not like this, Danny--"

"Do it, Barbara," I said.

"I-I can't, oh god I can't, no, please, oh don't make me, Danny, please don't make me--"

"Do it."

"God, I hate you," Barbara said. "You lousy bastard, I hate you."

"Do it," I said.

Barbara swallowed hard. Shaking, she moved to the door. With a tiny moan, she forced herself to pull it open.

"Jesus H. Christ!" Tony said, coming in.

"Okay, Barb," I said. "Hands down. Let Tony see all of you."

"I hate you," Barbara hissed.

"Go down on your knees, sis. Crawl for us."

Barbara crawled, crawled and cried. Her breasts dangled and swayed.

"Do you want to fuck this crawling bitch, Tony?" I said.

"God, yes!" Tony said.

"Barbara," I said. "Suck Tony's cock."

Soon I was watching my sister on all fours before my pal, shaking and sobbing, her hair falling down as she slid her sexy lips up and down his prick. I watched him come inside her mouth, and I told her to swallow it, and she did. And then I got down behind her and put my cock into her asshole, and fucked and fucked her while Tony pulled her hair and mauled her tits and raped her mouth and slapped her face and I made her come again and again and again and she screamed and howled and yelled and shrieked and whimpered and twisted and wriggled and writhed and squirmed and thrashed and I told her I would piss on her and she lay back and spread out and Tony and I pissed all over her and she drank it.

And Tim took her away.

"Barbara has something to say to you," Tim said.

Barbara walked up to me and sank to her knees. "I humbly beg your pardon for defying you," she said in a shaking voice. "I am a disobedient slut, and I will unhesitatingly follow all your demands from now on. Kindly do with my body as you wish. I am your docile servant. I will do as you say, and I will allow my body to be used by anyone you may stipulate. If I do not, I am a filthy bitch and I will be horribly punished."

"Right," Tim said. "She's yours for a while, kid. I'm going away. If she gives you any trouble at all, string her up by her wrists and thrash her silly."

Tim left.

"I don't think I'll have to do that, will I, Barbara?" I said.

"No," she said quickly. "No, Danny. No."

"Okay," I said. "I'll tell you what you can do now. Go to the phone and call up Tony and ask him--nicely--to come over and do what he did last time. Will you do that, Barbara?"

"Yes, Danny," my sister said, in a voice so low I could hardly hear it.

"Do it then."

Barbara got up from her knees and went to the phone and dialled.

"Tony? I--this--this is Barbara. Yes, Danny's s-sister. That's--that's right. I--oh--I was--I have to ask you--"

"No," I said. "You WANT to ask him."

"I-I want to ask you...to...to come to my house and...and... and d-do what you did last time..."

"You want him to fuck you, Barbara."

"I-I want you to f-fuck me--"

"

"And you want to suck his prick."

"And I-I-I w-want to--s-suck your p-p-prick...Ohh...Ohh..."

"Barbara," I said. "Tell him to bring some friends along."

She gasped sharply. "No!" she cried, but as I looked at her she began to shake. "All right," she said hastily. "All right, Danny." And into the phone she said unsteadily. "T-Tony? B-bring some friends along. Yes. Oh, god..."

"Now," I said. "I'm not going to make you answer the door naked this time, sis."

"Ohh, thank god..."

"Know why? Because I think all those guys will enjoy a little strip-tease."

"Danny..."

"So you're going to wait till they're all here, and then you can do a nice slow sexy strip for all of us."

"Danny..."

"What?" I said warningly.

"Yes, Danny," Barbara said.

So when they came (and Tony brought four other boys with him) I made her take all her clothes off in front of us, very slowly and sensuously and humiliatingly. It was such fun to see my sister stripping, with tears running down her face. I had her take her hair down, and it fell down practically to her ass. I liked seeing it dragging on the ground when I made her crawl for us.

Then we had a contest to find out who could last longest as Barbara sucked him off. On her knees. Tony won, and his prize was to fuck her first.

He made her sit on top of him, moving up and down with his cock inside her. I made her go very slowly, to heighten her shame and degradation. Her round full breasts bounced and quivered, their nipples hard with embarrassment. Until Tony put his hands on them and began squeezing them as hard as he could, which made her long luscious body squirm and writhe and jerk as she went up and down, up and down on his prick until he shot his load up into her.

Then all the boys screwed her, over and over until Barbara was crying and sobbing and begging for a halt. But we kept on and on, fucking her all night long, in her cunt, her mouth, her ass. And when all of us had drained our last drop, I told her to lay herself out to be pissed on.

The boys all gathered around that spread-eagled, sobbing form, and we inundated her with piss, first one at a time, then all at once, pissing all over her body, pissing on breasts and legs and hips and torso, pissing into her face, soaking her eyes asnd her hair and nose and mouth. And I told her to open her mouth and take it in, and we all pissed into her mouth, and I told her to swallow it all down, and she swallowed and swallowed but choked in it and gagged and we laughed.

Then the boys left, and as they were going I said, "Barbara, ask the boys to come back tomorrow."

Sobbing, choking, shaking, Barbara did so.

"Who are you?" I said then.

"I am your loving sister," she whispered. "Your sister, your slave. Your servant, your slut, your whore. I am your cocksucker and ass-licker. I am your toy, your plaything."

"Crawl," I said, and she crawled for me, naked and bedraggled and beautiful.

And I got the whip and she said, "Ohhh," and I was her master.

"Just once," I said, and slashed her breasts hard and listened to the wonderful scream.

Tony and I took Barbara out for a walk. Nobody could tell that her hands were tied behind her back, because her light coat was hung over her shoulders.

"God, this is exciting," Tony said. "Let's do something really dirty with her."

"Okay," I said. "Sounds good to me. Okay with you, sis?"

Barbara was trying somehow to be inconspicuous, but it wasn't easy, as she was wearing a tight sweater and a short skirt, and her body was difficult to ignore. "I--yes, Danny," she said.

"Isn't she terrific?" I said. "So willing, so docile."

"But she hates it," Tony said.

"Oh, yes," I said. "That's the best part. Big sister hates every minute of it. Don't you, sis?"

"I--"

"The truth, Barbara," I said warningly.

"Y-yes," Barbara whispered. "Yes, I do."

"But you'll do it anyway. Anything at all I tell you. Anything. Right, sis?"

And Barbara said, "Yes, Danny."

"God," Tony said, "I love it!"

"What shall we do with this ass-licking slut?" I said.

"Why don't we take her someplace good and public and have her make an ass of herself," Tony said.

"Okay. How about a restaurant? We can eat and humiliate Barbara all at once."

We found a small and not too crowded but quite public restaurant and got a table. Barbara and her tight, skimpy outfit attracted a lot of attention. Tony and I ordered for all of us. Barbara had a Coke. With a straw. Her face was bright red; she felt that all the customers were staring at her and wondering about her hands, or gaping at her out-thrust, straining breasts and her exposed and naked thighs.

"Barb," I said, "I'm going to call the waiter over. I want you to ask him if he would like you to suck his cock for him."

Barbara caught her breath. She shook her head involuntarily. "D-Danny--"

"Barb," I said. "Say, yes, Danny, I will do just as you say."

"Danny, my god--"

"Sis. The whip is waiting," I said.

Barbara bit her lip. I saw her swallow. She was pale.

"Say it."

"Y-yes, D-Danny. I-I'll do just as you say."

"She's crying," Tony said.

I blotted her face. "Stop crying, sis. Right now." And I signalled for the waiter, who approached.

"Yes, sir?"

"The lady wants to ask you something," I said.

The waiter could not stop himself from running his eyes hungrily down Barbara's luscious body. "Yes, ma'am?"

Barbara swallowed. Her face was crimson and she was shaking. "I--would you--would you l-like me to--"

"Go on, Barb," I said.

It stuck in her throat.

"My sister is tongue-tied," I said. "It's probably because her hands are tied too." The waiter's mouth fell open. "What she wants to ask you is if you would like her to suck your cock for you. Isn't that right, Barb?"

"I-I--ohhh. Yes," Barb got out.

By now the waiter was panting. "Would you?" I said.

"Oh," he gasped. "Oh, yes sir. Yes, ma'am. Oh yes!"

"I'd like to do it right here, but it might disturb your patrons," I said. "

Can we go in the back?"

And our waiter took us in back, to a big pantry room that was fairly private. And there I took off Barbara's coat so he could look at her bound wrists. And then I took off her sweater so he could look at her tits. And I took off her skirt so he could look at all of her. Her naked body shook badly, and her sobs made her breasts do nice things.

"Okay, Barb," I said. "Down. On your knees. I want you to suck this man very slowly and lovingly. Don't make him come right away. Lick his prick with your tongue, and kiss it a lot, and lick his balls and all that. I want you to suck him for half an hour without stopping. And then swallow all his gism. You'll do all that, won't you, sis? Hmmm?"

"Yes, Danny," she sobbed.

And she did. While she was doing it, I called in all the other waiters and busboys and cooks and any of the staff I could find, and brought them all in to watch the fantastically stimulating sight of my gorgeous long-haired sister kneeling on the dirty floor, with her hands bound behind her back, stark naked, sucking and sucking and licking and kissing and loving this stranger's prick, breasts swaying, head bobbing, all of her filled with shame and horror and humiliation.

The waiter shot down her throat, and I lined up all the others and had her do it to them, and then all of us fucked her, lying on her twisting, bucking body and crushing her arms under her and banging away joyfully at the degraded thing until she was slick and slimy with gism.

"We'll be back tomorrow," I said.

"Barbara, darling," I said. "I'm going to throw a big coming home party for Tim. And you're going to be the guest of honor."

Barbara looked up at me from the floor.

"What I'm going to do is to invite all Tim's pals--oh, and all my pals too, of course. And I'll have lots of food, and drink, and music, and maybe balloons and stuff--and then there'll be you. The high spot of the entertainment. A thing of beauty and a joy forever. For a night, anyway. You'll be in your room, Barbara. Spread out across your bed. Stark naked. Stretched as tight as a drum. Spread-eagled. Ready for anything. And anybody. And I'll put up a big sign on the wall above you: `I am Barbara, your hostess. Fuck me.' And I bet they will, too."

Barbara was not happy with this plan. So to talk her into it, I hung her up from the ceiling by her wrists, and I spent about half an hour using the whip to lash her dangling, twisting body. After which I demonstrated the pain-inducing qualities of a lit cigarette on her nipples.

"You look so good that way, Barb," I said to the hanging, screaming, twisting form, "that I'm almost of a mind to have you this way at the party. But then I guess you wouldn't be in as good a position for fucking. But maybe later on--"

Barbara didn't object to my party plans after that, but each time I told her about a new thought for that night, I saw her tremble and look frantic. It stimulated my lust for her body. By now I was making her pass the night in my bed, usually with her arms bound over her head to the top. In the middle of the night I would roll on top of her and push my prick up her squirming cunt and lie there, just staying still and allowing her soft, writhing body and her squashy high tits and her despairing sobs to bring me to climax. I would make her curl her legs around my waist and lock her ankles at my back. And in the morning I would unfasten her wrists and let her crawl down to put her face in my crotch and take my prick in her mouth and I would let out all my piss from the night and she would drink it down. After I had emptied my bladder in her mouth I had her suck me off, slowly, and I would come all over her pretty face.

I got so used to having her to submit to my commands, that I hated to think that Tim would want her all to himself again. So I planned one last big orgy of horror and shame for my beautiful slave sister. But Tony wanted to take advantage of his position with her, and I said okay, anybody fantasiz, and the girl servicing his cock stopped her ministrations in mid-stroke. Jimm showing total adoration and love.

Gavin grinned. "You may as well take her now; her mother can help."

Jimmy ordered Patty to strip; she removed her Girl Scout outfit and unsexy cotton panties. Her mother was obeying Gavin's mental command and was videotaping the proceedings eagerly.

Gavin told Patty, "You are naked before your Master, which is fitting, as you are about to begin a new life of service and obedience."

One of Gavin's girls entered, carrying a package. It contained a pair of silky, shiny bikini panties in Patty's size, and a "duplicate" Girl Scout uniform. The "duplicate" was made of transparent green nylon, with a see-through white blouse under the outer vest. Patty donned the "uniform", and turned slowly to display herself to Jimmy and the camera.

Jimmy was hard as stone. He took Patty's hand and led her to a soft cushion. Seated beside the little girl slave, he said to her, "Patty, are you ready to begin your service to me?"

"Yes, Master," she replied with complete sincerity.

"I am going to teach you about sex," he told her. "Have you learned anything about it before?"

"No, Master. We had sex-ed in school but it was boring and didn't really tell us anything. I've heard some things from my friends," she replied.

"Good, Patty. Help

I was not surprised when I was called into the principal's office. I knew what it was about. I had made Barbara put one of the photographs I had taken of her--bound and naked--up on the school bulletin board. You can imagine how she loved doing that. And how she felt walking around school and sitting in class with all the kids looking at her and thinking of that photo.

Now she was sitting in the principal's office as I came in. Mr. Boggs was at his desk with the picture in front of him.

"Youngman," he said in an awful voice. "Your sister has told me--is it true, young man, that this--this disgraceful photograph has something to do with you?"

"Yes, sir," I said. "I took it. And I told Barbara to put it up. I wanted to share it with my schoolmates."

"Why--you--this is--my god, man! This girl is your sister!"

"I know," I said. "Sexy, isn't she?"

"How--how can you?" Boggs choked. "Your own sister!"

"I control her," I said. "Don't I, Barb? Look." I went to the back of Barbara's chair, reached around and took her breasts in my hands. I saw her hands tighten on the chair arms, but she didn't say anything. I squeezed the breasts through her tight sweater. Hard. Boggs' eyes widened.

"See?" I said. "Good tits too. You can tell that from the photo. Would you like to compare it with the real thing?" I quickly lifted up the sweater, baring Barbara's tits to him. I saw him flush, and he started to say something, but didn't. And he didn't look away.

"Gorgeous, aren't they?" I said. "Want to see more?"

Barbara was clutching the chair arms and trying not to breathe too hard because it made those tits go up and down. Boggs didn't say anything, so I said, "Stand up, sis."

She stood unsteadily. I unfastened her skirt and let it drop to the floor. Barb was naked.

"No underwear," I pointed out. "I don't let her wear it any more."

"Damn it!" Boggs said hoarsely. "Your own sister."

"Right," I said. "How would you like to have my sister lying] across your desk waiting for you to fuck her?"

"I-I don't--I--Barbara, what do you have to say to all this?"

Barb bit her lip. I knew what she would have liked to say, but I also knew what would happen to her if she did. And so did she. When she spoke her voice was shaking. "I-I do what my brother says," she got out.

"That's right," I said. "Watch. Barb, bend forward over Mr. Boggs' desk."

Barbara moved to the front of the desk and bent over.

"All the way," I said. "Flat down." And she lowered herself till her tits flattened against the wood. Her ass stuck up and out.

"Good," I said. "Now ask Mr. Boggs if he wouldn't like to fuck you in the ass."

"Wait--" Boggs said, but stopped. "Oh god," he said. "Oh sweet Jesus." And he got up from his chair and moved around to Barbara's side. "I--I can't--" He put a hand out and touched the thrusting bare buttocks.

"Ask him, Barb," I said.

Barb made a tiny sound, and then she said, "M-Mr. B-Boggs... w-would you like to...t-to f-fuck me?"

"In the ass," I said.

"In--in the ass...ohh..."

"I would," Boggs said. "God help me, I can't say no to that." And he brought out his cock and got behind her. I went around and sat down in his chair so I could watch Barbara's face.

"God," Boggs gasped. "It's so tight!"

"Well, Barbara's young," I said.

"Oh, yes, oh yes she is," Boggs said. His hands were moving all over her body now as he banged her against the desk. "She is. She's a young girl, a damn lovely young slut of a girl, a dirty filthy...bitch...whore...cunt of a g-girlll..."

"Ohhh!" Barb howled, body jerking and jouncing with his battering. "Ohh no, aahh don't, aaahh god, no, ohh please... Aaahhh...aaaahh...AAIIIEEAAHH!"

"Noisy slut, isn't she?" I said. "Want me to shut her up for you?" And I took out my prick and with my other hand I grabbed Barbara's long hair and pulled hard, making her shriek and pulling her body painfully across the desk. I forced her twisting head down to my crotch. "Suck me, sis," I gritted. "Put your soft luscious mouth right on my cock and suck it good." And I arched forward and jammed my prick all the way into her mouth.

"Aaggghhhh!" she choked. I held her down on me by the hair, twisting it hard in my hand, and kept her sucking me as Boggs slammed away in her ass. "NNNNNGGHH! NUGHHNNNAA! GHGHG..."

After the photograph on the bulletin board, everybody at school knew about my relationship with Barbara, and I suddenly got invited to a lot of parties and stuff. One night I took Barbara to a party of kids who hadn't participated in any of my original shows with her. We were the focus of attention right away.

I got comfortable. All the guys sat around trying to look normal, but there was a strain in the air.

"Barbara," I said at last. "You know what all these guys are waiting for, don't you? They know you're my slave. And that I have absolute power over you. And that I can make you do any damn thing I say."

Barbara didn't look at anybody.

"So," I said, "all of them are just waiting, hoping to god that I'll want to show you off. Hoping to god I'm going to make you do something dirty in front of them. Right, guys?"

Nobody said anything.

"Right. Because they'd love to see you degraded, sis. Not to say naked. And maybe they'll get to fuck you. Well, guys--I don't know." I was having lots of fun. "I could, of course, make my sexy sister here do a strip for us. Take off all her clothes. And she'd do it. Right, sis?"

Barbara was looking at the floor and her face was red. But she said, "Yes, Danny." Very softly.

"Right. Or I could make her suck all our cocks. She's terrific at cock-sucking. And if I say so, she'll swallow all your scum and beg for more. Or take it all over her face and lick it off her lips. Right, sis?"

And Barb said, shakily, "Yes, Danny."

"Right. Or fuck everybody in this room. Or crawl naked for us, or lick the dirt off the floor, or jerk herself off with a poker. Or anything. Anything at all. Right, sis?"

And again, without looking up, Barbara said, "Yes, Danny."

By now the guys were practically coming in their pants. And I grinned. "But why should I?" I said. "What's in it for me? Why should I share this fantastic piece of ass with you fuckers? Can you offer anything that I might want in return?"

Right away they all started pulling out money.

"Fuck that," I said. "I want more than that."

"What the fuck do you want?" a guy said.

"Your girl," I said, pointing to a lusciously curved sandy blonde with long, mouth-watering legs sitting in a corner. "That's what."

"Are you nuts!"

"No. Tit for tat," I said.

"Go to hell."

"Okay. I think I'll go now." I got up.

"Wait," the guy said. "You--you really want Cindy? You'll give us Barbara for her?"

"Right," I said.

Cindy got up. "Hey, forget it," she said.

"Look, Cindy," the guy said. "It's in a good cause, okay?"

"No!" Cindy shouted. "You must be crazy, Clyde. Stuff it!"

"Cindy--"

"No. That's it, that's all, and goodbye, you turd!"

The guys looked at each other.

Cindy got scared. She moved to the door.

"Okay," the first guy said. "Grab her."

And before Cindy could reach the door, they surrounded her.

"Wait!" she yelled. "No!"

But they got hold of her and pulled her down onto the floor. She put up a terrific fight, but she was only one girl against all of them. Finally four guys took hold of her wrists and ankles and spread-eagled her, holding her down as she squirmed and twisted and thrashed.

"No!" she shrieked. "God, no! What are you doing? Let me go! Don't! Oh, god, don't!" But they stretched her out tautly and pinned her down, though she still fought, her breasts bouncing and her hips bucking frantically.

"Strip her," her boyfriend said, and they tore at her clothes. She squealed like an animal and whipped her head from side to side, bucking and pulling desperately at the hands pinning her arms and legs. But they ripped at her clothing, stripping her roughly, tossing garments away and baring her twisting body until she was naked.

"Oh, Jesus, stop!" she screamed. "No! Stop, don't, oh no, oh please, please don't, oh please, no, don't do this, ohh, ohh..." Cindy was sobbing now, her struggles diminishing. She lay gasping and panting and crying, and the sight of that wide open, naked, twitching body was the most erotic thing I ever saw.

"Take her," the first guy said.

"No!" Cindy wailed. "No!" But I had my clothes off by now, and I was hot as a brand. I got down and lay out on top of her, glorying in the sight and sound and smell and touch of that wriggling, flailing body under me, the high round tits squashing against my chest, and the long soft smooth flesh all along my body.

"Don't," Cindy begged despairingly. "Please don't."

"Hold her tight," I said, and slid my cock into her writhing pussy. She howled in my ear and I took hold of her soft yellow hair and held her head still and mashed my mouth down on hers, kissing and biting her soft lips as I rammed and thrust and lunged inside her, and I heard Barbara yelling as they took her. And took her. And took her...

Cindy paid me a visit four days later.

I was amazed. "Hi, Cindy," I said. I gazed at the luscious body and the high, thrusting tits and the long, curvy legs, and I almost got weak from the memory of it all flailing and twisting underneath me as I raped her that night. Cindy's soft blonde hair swung around her shoulders, and looking now at her face, which I had seen that night mostly in shadow or twisted and distorted by fright and pain, I saw that she was truly lovely. And sexy as shit.

"What can I do for you, Cin?" I said.

"I want her," Cindy said.

"Oh? You want who?"

"Your--Barbara," she said.

"You're kidding!"

"No. I'm not kidding. I want her. I'll borrow her if you-- I'll pay you for a night with her. Or--"

"Hold it. What do you want to do with her?"

"What do you think?" Cindy said.

"Shit," I said. "I thought you were normal, anyway."

"You fucked-up bastard," Cindy said. "Who are you to talk about normal? Can I buy her or not?"

I let my eyes go down her body again. Slowly. Cindy squirmed under my look.

"Maybe," I said. "Maybe you can, Cindy. But not with money. You know?"

"You son of a bitch," Cindy said. "You've already had me. You had me good. Don't you remember?"

"Oh, I certainly do," I said. "I can't forget that, Cindy. That's why I want you again. Only without four guys having to hold you down this time. I want to fuck your body until my cock looks like a toothpick, and I want you to cooperate. I want to use that beautiful mouth of yours. I want you to lay for me, Cindy, and I don't much care if you like it or not. In fact, if you don't it will be all that much sweeter."

"You dirty shit!" Cindy said.

"Now, Cindy," I said, gloating. "If you want Barbara you'll have to start being nice to me. I want you to submit to me absolutely. I want to watch you stripping for me, Cin. I want to see you on your knees. I want to hear you asking me to fuck you in the ass. I want--"

"Go to hell," Cindy said.

I got up.

"Wait," Cindy said. "I--Okay. All right. I'll do it. Okay?"

"Kiss me, Cindy," I said, and after a short hesitation she came to me and put her arms around me and I pulled her body hard against mine and she kissed me, long and hard and sexy.

"Now," I said. "You know what I like to watch Barbara doing?"

"What?" Cindy said.

"Crawling."

"Oh." Cindy swallowed, and then she started to sink to the floor.

"Naked," I said.

And Cindy took a long breath and began to strip. I made her go very slowly and I sat in front of her and watched as she bared her body to me. I made her crawl and I made her suck me off and I shot my wad right into her gorgeous face.

Then I had her lay herself out and spread her legs and I got down and fucked her. I fucked her for a long time, making her curl her soft erotic thighs around me and squirm underneath my body. I made her twist and arch her hips and thrash around, and I enjoyed that body to the hilt for hours. Cindy didn't come. Nor did she cry or scream, but I could tell she hated every minute, and that made me enjoy it more.

And then I got Barbara and told her what Cindy was going to do with her, and she was so disgusted and horrified that she vomited. I had to force her to lick it up, and then I had to punish her by tying her down and using my cigarette for a long time on various spots on her body, until she was screaming to the world how much she would love to submit to Cindy's ministrations.

So I turned her loose and watched her making love to Cindy, and Cindy making love to Barbara. It turned me on again quickly to see the two gorgeous naked bodies lying in a sixty-nine position and licking and kissing at each other, with their curvy legs kicking in opposite directions, Barbara crying and choking with disgust and shame, Cindy moaning and spasming, with her blonde hair whipping around her face and her young high round bouncy tits rolling and dancing, nipples hard as rocks.

Finally she was sitting on Barbara's face, writhing in ecstasy as a gasping Barbara sucked at her pussy, and I got up and stood in front of her and put my hard prick against her lips. "Do it, Cindy," I said. I pinched her nipples to encourage her, and Cindy let my cock slip into her mouth and I clutched her hair and jammed her face into my stomach and held her there, raping her mouth until I shot down her throat.

"Danny don't, Danny, Danny, don't, please, Danny, no more, not any more, please, oh god no, please, Danny--"

"But I'm just getting started, Barb," I said.

"Oh no, I can't, I can't stand it, for god's sake, Danny, anything, ohh god don't do any more, I'll be good, I can't, Jesus, please, Danny--"

"But it's so sweet to see you suffer so much, sis."

"No...some other way, make me suffer another way, please, Danny, I can't do it any more, I'll do anything you say, anything--"

"But you'll do that anyway, Barb," I pointed out.

"Ahh. Aaaahh. Oh, no, no, ohohohohoho nooooo..."

"Okay," I said, "tell me what you'll do if I stop."

"

"Anything!"

"I know, but you have to be specific, sis. Or I'll just have to go on burning you."

"No! I-I'll fuck you, I'll suck you, I'll crawl for you--"

"No imagination," I said, lifting up my cigarette.

"No! No, Danny! I-I'll do--I'll fuck anybody you say. I-I'll go out in the street and--and pick up strange men, I-I'll fuck them in the street, oh god, please..."

"Go on."

"I'll--I'll lick your ass, Danny. I'll lick your ass real good, I'll--I'll stick my tongue all the way up your asshole and I'll--I'll wiggle it around and you'll love it--"

"I'm getting bored," I said. I brought the cigarette close to her jouncing breast so she could feel the heat.

"AAAIII!" she screamed in fright. "No! D-Danny--I-I-I'll do it with Cindy again, I-I'll suck her cunt and--and--and you can tie me down and--and you can bring all your friends--like at the party, Danny--and I'll ask them to fuck me, I swear I will, I'll beg them to use my body, yes, my cunt and my mouth and my ass and--"

"Shit," I said.

"I'll drink your piss, Danny. I know I do that anyway but-- but I'll do it in public. Danny--listen--I--please don't--I'll do it right in school. Think of it, Danny--I-I'll--imagine having me on my knees in the middle of the school lunchroom--and--and I'm drinking your piss, Danny. Right there. Drinking it all. And-- and the other boys will want me to drink their piss too, and I'll-- you'll line them all up and I'll drink it all, all of them, and I'll--I'll be so full of piss I'll probably throw up, and--and you can make me lick it off the floor, and--and--oh, oh god, ohh my god--J"

Barbara was crying so hard she couldn't talk any more. I watched her dangling naked body writhing erotically, her high tits shaking, her arms stretched high above her head, her legs kicking faintly, all of her taut and tight and straining. Her long hair hung down to her waist. Her young sweet flesh was enhanced by the angry burns all over her body. And the stripes from my whip. And marks from other painful and arousing sessions I had put her through.

"Sis," I said, "in my wildest dreams I would never imagine such pleasure. My own big sister, my sexy, haughty, bullying, stuck-up sister, hanging here in front of me, all naked, all mine, hurting and crying and begging me, begging me, to do dirty things to her, to use her as a slut and a slave."

"Oh god. Oh, Danny, yes, I am your slut and whore and cocksucker."

"Cocksucker," I said.

"Yes. Cock-sucker. I'll be your own sister slut cunt cock- sucking slave."

"You are, Barbara. So what?"

"But I-I'll--oh--I'll eat shit, Danny. I'll--I'll eat your shit. Any way you want."

"How disgusting," I mocked.

"Oh, Danny, don't hurt me any more, please, I'm begging you, I'll beg you on my knees, Danny, just let me down, for god's sake take me down."

"In a little while, Barb," I said, raising the cigarette. "Make a little more music for me first."

"No! D-Danny, no! Noooohhh! No please no don't ah no god don't Danny please please pleeeeeaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII OOOOOOWWWAIIIONOOOOAAAAAGGGHHHOAAHAHAHAHAH
AAAIIIIGHUNHUNNNHHUUUUN NNNHHH! NOONOONOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHAAAAGGGGHHHH! Aaarrrrrghhhh! AUUUGHHH! EEEEEEEEOWWOWWOWWOWWAHUHUHUHUHUHUUUUU!"

I fucked my sister's beautiful flailing body yet again.

I couldn't do anything to stop my parents from sending Barbara off to college. All I could do was promise her a particularly hard time when she came back for vacation. And I gave her some parting instructions: to go to bed with all of her instructors, no matter what she had to do to seduce them. All, without fail. And to write me long letters describing in detail what she did with them.

And she did. I got very horny reading about it, and without Barbara I had no easy outlet. One day at school I saw Cindy, and looking at that luscious rippling body and recalling what I had done with it, I wanted her again, badly.

"Cindy," I said. "Hi. How about you and me tonight?"

"Forget it," Cindy said flatly.

"But--"

"No. Buzz off."

"Look, you bitch," I said. "I raped you once and I can do it again."

"Bullshit," she said. "You had me once because you had a dozen guys to hold me down, and once you blackmailed me with your sister. But that's it, buddy. That's all you get."

"Is that right?" I said. "I don't think so, Cindy."

"Dream on," Cindy said, and walked off.

I was pissed. I thought of Tim. I called him. "Okay, kid," he said. "Anything for a pal. Just tell me the chick's name."

Two days later Cindy approached me at school.

She looked at the floor as she spoke. "Danny, I-I'm sorry that I said no to you. I--Please forgive me. I'd--I'd love to fuck for you. Any time you say."

"Tim did a good job," I said, and I saw her shudder. "Okay. Come to my house tonight. Nine o'clock. Got it?"

"Yes," Cindy said.

"And, Cindy," I said, grinning. "Another thing. I want your hands tied."

"Wh-what?"

"Your hands," I said. "Read my lips. I want you to have your hands tied in back of you when you show up. Understand?"

"My--but--but how--how can I--who's going to--"

"I don't know," I said. "But do it."

"But, Danny, I-I'd have to get--I-I don't--"

"You'll find a way, Cindy baby," I said. "You'd better. Understand?"

"Oh, you rotten bastard!" Cindy said.

"I'll make you apologize for that," I said. "Tonight."

"I--"

"Meanwhile, I know you'll find a guy who'll be more than willing to tie your hands for you. If you offer him a good reward. Know what I mean?"

"You--" Cindy began, but didn't finish. She bit her lip. "You'll make me into a whore," she said.

"Right," I said. "That's exactly right." And I left.

That night Cindy rang my doorbell with difficulty, and as I opened the door I practically shot in my pants to see that lovely blonde girl standing there with her wrists bound behind her back.

"Is this what you wanted?" Cindy said bitterly.

"It is," I said. "And now I want you to shut up and do what I say."

"I--"

I hit her across the face. She shrieked. "Talk when I say and not otherwise. Do you get that, Cindy?"

She nodded, tears of pain and rage in her eyes.

"Go." I took hold of her hair and jerked her head back, and then I kissed her. I jammed her back against the wall and ground my body hard against hers and kissed her and kissed her, and fearfully she opened her mouth and cooperated in the long kiss. I rubbed her straining tits through her blouse for a while, and then I lay down on my back and got my cock out.

"Okay, Cindy," I said. "Get down here and suck my dick. Right now."

It was awkward for her, but she fell to her knees and bowed down, and when she couldn't reach my cock, she lay down on the floor, flat on her stomach. "God, you look fine that way," I said. "With your body stretching out and your hands all tied and your big round tits crushed under you and bulging out, and your ass sticking up and your curvy legs sticking out from your skirt. Now put your mouth down there and suck."

Cindy took my prick in her mouth and, moaning, began to bob her head up and down.

"Oh, yeah," I said. "Oh, you fine sweet cocksucker, you. Use your tongue, Cindy. That's it. Oh, that's just fine. Oh, god, look at you now, Cindy, you dirty bitch whore cock-sucking cunt. Sucking and licking and swallowing my prick. I'd like to pull up your skirt and whip your ass as you suck me, Cindy. Maybe I'll do that soon. Don't stop, you dirty slave cocksucker. Look at your soft yellow hair brushing my stomach, Cindy. We'll have lots of fun, you and I. I'm going to shoot down your throat, Cindy, and then I'll strip you and fuck you as you tell me how much you love me. Slut..."

"Can I go now?" Cindy said when she had swallowed my gism and licked the stickiness off my cock.

I laughed. "What do you think?" I said.

"Bastard," Cindy said.

"Cindy, darling," I said. "Do you remember what I did to Barbara that time? To convince her to cooperate with you? Do you?"

"Yes," Cindy said.

"Would you like me to do that to you?"

Cindy swallowed hard. "No," she said.

"I didn't think so. So please don't call me bad names from now on. Okay?"

"I--okay. I-I won't."

"Good. In fact, I'd like to hear you say something nice to me for a change. Tell me you love me."

"What?"

"I said I want you to say you love me," I said. "I'd really dig that. Say, I love you, Danny. And sound like you mean it. Go on, I'm listening."

"Now, wait, Danny, I--"

"I don't want to hurt you, Cindy. Well, I suppose I do, in a way. I got a really big kick out of hurting Barbara, for sure. But Barbara is my sister, and I had an awful lot of hostility stored up for her. It might be a kick to hurt you, too, but I can do without that as long as I have your fine little body to play with--and as long as you're a good girl and do what I say. Anything I say. Now, Cindy baby. I'm waiting. Say, I love you, Danny. And say it real nice."

Cindy took a long breath. "I--" She gulped. "I-I love you, Danny."

"So-so," I said. "Try it again. More feeling this time."

Her eyes blazed daggers, but she said it again. "I love you, Danny."

"That's better," I said. "Again. Good and sexy this time."

"I love you, Danny."

"You hate me," I said. "That's all right. Now I'm going to strip you, Cindy, and while I do I want to hear all about how you got your hands tied. Turn over."

Cindy rolled over onto her back and I started unbuttoning her blouse. "Go on, tell me how you did it."

"Must I?" Cindy said.

"No," I said, undoing buttons. "No, Cindy. Not if you don't mind having your beautiful white tits burned with cigarettes for a while."

"All right! I--I got Harry to do it."

"Harry? That clown who sold you to me for Barbara that night?"

"Yeah."

"The guy who had all his pals jump on you and hold you down and strip you naked so I could rape you?"

"That's him. I-I at least thought since we did go together--"

"Uh-huh. And what did you have to do for him?"

"Fuck him, of course. Isn't that what all you guys want from a girl?"

I had the blouse open now and I was fondling Cindy's wonderful high, firm round breasts. "That's it, all right. Lift your ass." And I pulled her skirt down and off. And her panties.

"God, Cindy, you have great legs," I said. "Look at those thighs. Damn, I want to fuck you forever."

"Look--"

"Shut up, Cindy. I've got you now, don't you understand that? Your ass is mine, and any damn time I want you, you'll come running to go down for me. Isn't that right?"

"No."

"No? No, Cindy? Shall I call Tim again?"

"Danny...I..."

"What?"

"Oh, god," Cindy said, and began to cry.

She broke then. I could see her break. "Don't," she sobbed. "I-I'll be good to you, Danny. I'll be good."

"Okay," I said. "Now stop crying and spread your legs for me."

She did.

"Now say, Danny, please fuck my unworthy whore's body."

"D-Danny, please...please fuck my--unworthy whore's body..."

"All right," I said, and I lay on top of her and kissed her. "Put me in."

Cindy put my dick into her pussy.

"Now," I said. "Now, you gorgeous piece of ass. I want you to give me the hardest, wildest, most fantastic fuck you've ever given anybody in your life. You got that, Cindy?"

Cindy nodded slowly.

"Go," I said, and Cindy wrapped herself around my body and fucked for me like a starving nymphomaniac.

"Oh, you sweet little blonde whore," I gasped as I rode her body. "You are such a terrific fuck. And a dyke, too. Christ! Fuck me, you shit-eating bitch. You dirty cunt-licking broad, keep it up, do it, you don't want a charred tit, fuck away, Cindy darling."

"You--you--" she panted.

"No, Cindy. Come on, now. Tell me you love me again. Say it, Cindy. Say it!"

"I love you!" she howled, sobbing, but still moving, squirming and twisting and bucking with all her might, to avoid the cigarette on her breast. "I love you! I love you! Oh, you shit! No! I-I love you, Danny! I love you. AAAIII! I love you!"

"Danny, I'd like to make a bargain with you," Cindy said.

"Oh?"

"Yes. I-I know I-I'm not in a bargaining position but--"

"What is it?"

"I'm just so--so--Danny, I can't take it any more. I--I'd like you to--let me go."

"Why should I?" I said.

"You've had me and had me," Cindy said. "You've made me do it all, and you've made me fuck all your friends and you've humiliated me in school and--and everything. Aren't you a little tired of me by now?"

"I'll let you know," I said. But actually I was a bit jaded with her, though her body would always turn me on. But I could use a new thrill. "What are you saying, Cindy?" I said.

"Okay. I--I have this cousin, okay? A very pretty and sexy-looking girl."

"Oh?"

"Yes. And--and she's young--she's only a sophomore. And Danny--honest to god--she likes--your kind of thing."

"What the hell does that mean?" I said.

"Oh, Danny, come on. You love to have all kinds of power with girls. Right? You want to own them--like with Barbara."

"And you," I said.

"All right--and me. And you dig doing bad things to them. I mean, shaming them and humiliating them and making them do dirty things, and--and hurting them, too. That's what turns you on, Danny. Isn't it?"

"Don't forget making them crawl," I said.

"Right. And making them fuck your pals, and god knows what."

"All the things I've done to you, Cin."

"Yes. But the thing is--Sharon digs it! I swear to you--she likes that stuff, it gets to her, she wants it! Danny, Sharon is made for you! I told her about you, and you know what? She got so scared and so horny at the same time it was funny. She's dying to know you, but she's scared of it too. You know? Oh, Danny, you'll just love her!"

"And you think you can introduce me to this chick and I'll let you go," I said. "Right?"

"I--yes," Cindy said.

"I don't have to," I said. "I can have you both."

"But you'll want Sharon more, I know it, Danny. And I--I can't--"

"Okay," I said. "If you don't want me any more, I'll auction you off to somebody else."

"What? No. Danny, wait--"

"Tomorrow, Cindy. In the lunchroom. Noon sharp."

"Danny--"

"Now get down on your hands and knees, Cindy Rapp. I'm going to give you a final ass fuck."

"But--"

"Down!"

"AAAHHH!" Cindy went down in a heap, and swiftly crouched on all fours. I dropped down behind her and I stuck my rampant cock up her ass hard. I listened to her howl. I took hold of her dangling tits and vised the nipples as I crushed them with my hands, making her buck and squirm.

"Ah, that's nice, Cindy. Really good," I said, fucking up into her writhing anus. "A fine farewell fuck for my gorgeous sexy blonde hump."

Cindy was sobbing.

"Now tomorrow, Cindy, I'm going to auction you off in the school lunchroom. I'll strip you naked and put you up on a table, and maybe just to arouse more interest I'll have you put on a little exhibition of your skills. Won't that be a kick? I'll bet I'll make a lot of dough with you, baby. And don't worry about missing me--I'm going to make it a condition of your sale that your new owner will let me borrow you occasionally, just for an old-time fuck and suck and crawling session." I pounded into her ass until she was screaming and gasping uncontrollably. "Then, after you've found out who you'll belong to, you'll introduce me to your cousin Sharon. And she'd better be good-looking, Cindy. Or I'll--"

"Aaahhh! Oooohh! Yes! Yes, she is, Danny--Aaaahhh..."

"What does she look like?" I said, squeezing her breasts tighter to make her buck harder. "Describe the bitch."

"AAIIIIEEEK! Don't--Danny--god--I-I--she's--ohh--she's young, she--She's got long hair, long brown hair, and--unnnhh... And--big brown eyes, and--and I--donnn't, aahhh--a good body, a truly nice body, oh, sexy legs, Danny, and tits all firm and sort of bouncy and--and you just want to hold them and--AAUUUGGGHHH!!"

"Did you fuck her, you bitch?"

"No. No, I--god, I'd love to--ooohhh--but--but she likes boys, oh god, what she wants is a boy to master her. Please, Danny, it hurts, it hurts--"

"Good," I said.

"She's for you, you bastard, she's just what you--AIIIIIOOOO..."

"Say it one last time, Cindy."

"I love you!" Cindy howled. "Noooo..."

"That's her," Cindy said. "That's Sharon."

"My god!" I said.

"I told you. Come on."

The girl was absolutely fantastic, and somehow she managed to look innocent and virginal, but her body had sex coming from every mouth-watering inch. Young and so luscious, I wanted to--

"Sharon," Cindy said, "this is Danny. Danny, Sharon. Can I go now?"

"Goodbye, Cindy," I said.

Sharon had big staring eyes that melted into me. She looked frightened but fascinated.

"Hi," I said.

"Hi," Sharon said. "I--Cindy told me...about you."

"I know," I said. "What did she say exactly?"

Sharon's mouth trembled. Her round young tits went up and down. "She--she said you--you were her...boss. Her...master."

"Right," I said. "Are you interested?"

"Oh--oh, god. I--oh, I don't--I...Oh, yes. Oh good lord Jesus Christ, yes. Show me. I--I want to--to be..."

"How do I know?" I said. "How do I know you won't fink out?"

"Try me," Sharon said. "I--I want to be your slave. Oh, Jesus, I never did this--oh...god..."

"I like to hurt girls," I said.

I thought she was going to faint. "Ohh, Danny," she moaned. "I'm yours."

"Show me," I said.

"How?"

"Do something. Do something dirty. Right now."

"Ohh...I...what? Tell me what, Danny, make me do it, anything, anything you say, I'll do it, just tell me, Danny--"

"Okay," I said. "Take your panties off."

"What?"

"Right now. Take them off and hand them to me."

"Oh--I--right here? I--"

"Do it," I said.

Sharon looked around wildly. People--can see me," she gasped. We were standing in the corridor, and classes were changing. Lots of kids were going by.

"Good," I said. "That's the idea. Will you do it or not?"

Sharon was panting. "Ohh. Ohh, god, I--"

"I'm waiting," I said. "But if you--"

"I--I want to--but I--" She was on the brink of giving me her life. But she was afraid to jump.

"You dirty cunt," I said deliberately. "Give me those panties, you whore, or I'll walk right out on you, you vacillating bitch!"

"Aaahhh...oohhh...all right...I will..."

Sharon closed her eyes. Her wonderful body was shaking. Her hands went down to her skirt and she pulled it up slowly until she could slip her hands beneath it, which raised it still higher on her thighs.

"Open your eyes, Sharon," I said. "I want you to look at me while you do it."

Reluctantly, she opened her eyes. Looking at me, she could also see the crowd of kids who had stopped to stare at us, and to look at her bare and very sexy legs. A soft moan came from Sharon's throat, a moan of awful shame, but also of helpless arousal. Christ, I thought, Cindy wasn't kidding a bit. This girl was showing me a fascinating mixture of shrinking horror at what she was doing, and pure excitement and lust at submitting to my commands. My cock was hard as a brick.

Sharon exposed the rising curvature at the tops of her thighs as she grasped the waist of her panties and, catching her breath sharply, pulled them down. I heard gasps and exclamations from our growing audience. Sharon's face was flaming as she struggled to pull the pants off over her shoes. Her mouth was open and panting hard. Her mouth-watering, thrusting tits heaved up and down against the fabric of her blouse. I held out my hand, and forcing herself to look me straight in the eye, with a flaming face and a shaking hand, Sharon put the panties into it.

"You are mine now," I said to her softly.

She swallowed. "Yes," she whispered. "Yes, Danny. I am yours."

"Don't move, Sharon," I said, and in front of all the watching crowd, I put out my other hand and placed it firmly over one hard-nippled, blouse-covered breast. And held it there. Until Sharon was shaking so badly I was afraid she would fall down.

And I led her away.

"Now that you are my slave," I told her later, "you must not wear panties any more. Nor bras, nor stockings, nor any underclothes. Not ever. Is that clear, Sharon?"

"Yes, Danny," Sharon said.

"Now tomorrow, you will wear something very sexy to school. A tight top. Understand? Very tight. And no bra. And a short skirt. A miniskirt."

"I--you want to shame me, don't you?" Sharon said, her eyes wide and glittering.

"Yes," I said. "And show you off as my property and my sexy slave."

"Ohhh god," Sharon moaned. "Will you--will you hurt me, Danny?"

"Probably," I said. "That body is just crying out to be made to writhe and twist with pain."

"Ohh...ohh..."

"I'll make you crawl for me," I said, watching her. "Crawl and squirm and beg."

"Yes."

"And you'll scream for me, too, Sharon. And you'll suck my cock and lick my ass and..."

"Yes! Yes! Oh, do it all, do it to me, yes!" ~

"Sharon," I said, "I want to take you home and fuck you now."

"You'll have to make me," Sharon said.

"What?"

"I--I can't do it unless--unless you make me," Sharon said in a small voice. "Can you, Danny?"

"Why, you dumb little slut," I said. "I'm your master now, I own you. Don't I, Sharon?"

"Yes, Danny."

"So if I tell you I want to fuck you, you lay down and spread for me. Don't you?"

"No," Sharon said, gasping it.

I could see she was frightened at what she was doing, but she wanted to see how far she could go without being hurt. Except that I saw something more in her wide yes and her tremulous lips--she wanted to be hurt. I reached for her hand, and quite deliberately and slowly I bent two fingers back. Far back. Sharon melted. She squirmed with the pressure, and started to pant. As I continued to push, a small whining sound came from her throat. I still kept it up, until she bowed her body under the pain, and slipped off her chair to sink to the floor on her knees.

"Now, slave," I said. "Say, I will gladly fuck for you, Danny."

"I will!" Sharon gasped. "Oh, I will, yes I will, ohh god--"

"Bitch," I said. "You just want to be punished, don't you?"

"Yes," Sharon said. "I-I've never--nobody's ever--"

"Wait a minute. Nobody's ever what? Hurt you?"

"Or--or anything," Sharon whispered. "Nobody--ever made me-- nobody ever could--"

"Holy shit!" I said. "You--you're not telling me--you're a virgin?"

Gulping, Sharon nodded.

"Son of a bitch!" I said.

"Do you mind?" Sharon said anxiously.

"Mind? Well--no. Christ, no. It's just--a girl like you--"

"I always wanted to," Sharon said, blushing. "But I-I couldn't do it without--without being--"

"Forced," I said.

"Yes. And nobody ever--"

"God," I said.

"Do it for me, Danny," Sharon said. "Force me. Take me. Make me fuck for you. Hurt me till I do it--"

Sharon was still on her knees. I liked it that way. "Sharon," I said. "Did Cindy ever tell you how I first had her?"

"I--no," Sharon said. "How?"

I thought she was lying just to hear me tell it again. I didn't mind. "I made a trade with her old boyfriend," I said. "I gave him my sister Barbara to fuck in exchange for sexy Cindy. Only Cindy didn't want to go along, so a whole crowd of guys jumped her and spread her out on the floor and four of them held her down and pinned her arms and legs and they stripped her buck naked and held her while I took her. Cindy was struggling and fighting like anything, but I dug the hell out of it. I raped her and raped her. And the other guys did it to Barbara. And then all of us fucked the two of them all night long. Over and over. What a night that was!"

Sharon was panting. Her body was swaying slightly. "Ohh god," she breathed. "Oh, god, Danny. Will--will you do that to me?"

"Maybe," I said. "Not right away. I want you all for myself the first time anyway. We'll have lots of chances to pass you around. Would you like that?"

"Ooohhh...I--oh my lord...Wh-what else will you do to me?"

"Sharon," I said. "You're making my cock stand up. I can't wait to get you home and watch you take all your clothes off and put my hands all over that scrumptious body. Crawl for me, Sharon. Go on. Right now, right here. With your clothes on. Crawl around the floor."

Sharon looked fearfully at the door. Anyone could come in any time. But she got on her hands and knees and crawled. I watched that young, sinfully nubile body crawling degradingly for my pleasure, and I almost came in my pants.

"Danny," Sharon panted. "Tell me how you'll hurt me. Please, Danny. Will you...will you whip me?"

"Of course," I said. "I'll whip your soft, smooth body from top to bottom. And laugh at your screams."

"Aaaahhh!" Sharon moaned. She crawled toward my chair. "Danny...Cindy said you...you burned her...with cigarettes!"

"That's right."

"Oh god, Danny! Ohh my god! On--on her--on her breasts-- her--her nipples--"

"Right. And other places too. High on her thighs was nice. She always--"

"Oh, Danny, Christ! I can't--will you do it to me? Oh god, I--I want--I'm so--Will you? Oh, I can't stand it! On--on my breasts!?!"

"Okay," I said. "If you fuck nice for me."

"Take me home, Danny. Do it now. I want you to make me fuck you."

"I want to buy something," Sharon said. "Can we stop?"

"Ask my permission, slave," I said.

"I'm sorry," Sharon said. "Please, master, may I stop and buy something? Please?"

"All right."

I waited in the car. I couldn't believe I had just met this girl that morning, that she was a virgin, and that I was about to fuck her fantastic body. And most of all, that she was the submissive, pain-loving, force-worshipping girl that she was.

By the time we got to my house my cock felt as big as a baseball bat. "Sharon," I said. "Strip. Strip for me, you gorgeous little sex baby, and show me that fine young body. Because I'm going to fuck you to kingdom come."L

Sharon swallowed. "Danny," she said. "Look what I bought for you."

And she pulled out a pack of cigarettes.

And a book of matches.

She held them out to me. Her hand was shaking and her breath was suddenly fast.

My head was spinning. "Christ," I said. "What's that for?"

"What--what do you think?" Sharon said, but her voice was not steady. "I don't smoke, Danny."

"You want me to use them on you," I said. "On your tits."

Sharon groaned. "Oh, I--Oh, Danny--yes. Yes! Burn me--like you did to Cindy. Oh, god--I want to--Oh, do it, please, Danny. Hurt me and make me fuck you. Make me!"

"Look," I said. "One thing at a time, okay? I'd love to burn you, Sharon, god knows. But--let's fuck first. I want you damn luscious body. Now strip or I'll rip that stuff off of you."

"But I want you to--I can't do it if you don't--"

I took the cigarettes from her. "Not now, Sharon."

Sharon took a long shuddering breath. And her hands went to her blouse buttons. "Look, Danny," she whispered, unbuttoning the top button. "Look." She opened more buttons, slowly, hands trembling. And finally she pulled the blouse apart. She wasn't wearing anything under it.

"Look at them," Sharon said. I did. Her breasts were fabulous. High and round and firm, young and slightly swaying. Hard, hard pink nipples thrusting outward. I stared at them.

"They're yours, Danny," Sharon said. "You can do anything you want to them. Please hurt them, Danny. Please burn them. Burn them and I'll fuck you, I'll fuck you and fuck you, please, Danny, please..."

"God!" I said. "My god!" Then I said, "Take that skirt off."

"Yes, Danny." And she opened the skirt and it fell to the floor. Her panties were still in my pocket. She was naked. Naked and breathtaking.

"Christ," I said.

"It's all for you, Danny. Make me give it to you. Hurt me. Now..."

"All right," I said, panting. "All right, you bitch. I'll hurt you, all right. Get on that bed."

Sharon moved to my bed and lay down on her back. Those tits just stood up in the air like two big balls with pink nipples. But they heaved up and down with Sharon's rapid breathing. I took out a cigarette from the pack and put it in my mouth, watching Sharon's wide, staring eyes. I struck a match and lit it. Sharon licked her lips. My mouth was dry too.

I said, "Put your arms above your head. Stretch out."

Sharon reached her arms up toward the top of the bed, and grasped the bed rail running along the head. It pulled her body taut and brought her breasts up to stick out even more from her body.

"Stay that way," I said. "Don't let go. You look fantastically sexy." I took a drag on the cigarette and the tip glowed. Sharon's body trembled, making her upthrust tits quiver. She bit at her lip, and I saw a trickle of perspiration down her side.

"You're scared," I said. "You're frightened to death, aren't you, you slut?"

"Y-yes," she panted. "Yes. But do it, Danny. Do it!"

I sat down on the bed. "Try not to scream too loud," I said.

"All right," Sharon said. "I won't scream."

"Yes, you will," I said.

"Ohh...ohh...I-I'll try to hold it in," Sharon said.

"I'm going to burn you now," I said. "Don't close your eyes, Sharon. Watch me while I burn you."

"Yes, Danny," she gasped.

I brought the glowing cigarette down close to her skin. She hissed sharply.

"Hot, isn't it?" I said. "Stay still now, Sharon." And I touched the cigarette to her breast. Just lightly, and then again. And I let it linger just a bit. Sharon' s whole body went tight. A whining sound came from her throat. I kissed her skin again with the red tip. I slid it over the soft under part of her tit. Sharon's body arched up off the bed, straining in every fiber, quivering tautly with pain. She clamped her teeth together, but she couldn't stop the stangled animalistic sounds of agony from her constricted throat. "UUNNNNGGGHHHH! UGHHKGHHHHHGHGH! OWWWGGGHHH! AAUUGGGHHHHH!" Horrible gurgling, choking noises from her clenched mouth as her body shook and twisted and flailed, her hands holding with a death grip to the bed rail.

And then I slowly, very slowly, ground the cigarette out on her nipple.

And I lit another and started on her other tit...

To Be Continued