Chapter 5
The days slipped by for her in a daze. At some dimly remembered point they had removed the chains from her arms to allow her a more comfortable sleep. She felt grateful for the small favor but a touch to her neck and the pressure of the inhuman training box on her flesh told her she was still their prisoner. Her uncle kept forcing her each morning and night to swallow a sweetish medicine that made her dizzy and strangely sleepy.
Then one day she blinked the heavy dregs of sleep from her eyes and rubbed them hard with her knuckles to find she was again in control. She sat up clear-headed and by the waning sunlight was able to tell it was late afternoon. She felt refreshed, wonderfully alive and thought for a moment that she'd awakened from some horrible dream.
"Feeling better now?"
She turned and saw Neil sitting beside her. Shyly she shoved up the damp bed sheet to cover her bare tits from his view. He stood and bent to kiss her lightly on the forehead.
"That's a good girl, Janice," he said. "It's Friday and we have to get you ready for our little party. People are coming from all over the East Coast so we don't want to be late, do we?"
Janice meekly shook her head and allowed him to pull her from the bed. She stood uncertainly, disturbed by an inability to resist him.
"What have you done to me?" she asked.
"Nothing really," her uncle said, slipping an arm around her waist. She hated to admit it but the touch of his hand felt good. "Just made you more, oh, let's say receptive. And isn't that what you want?"
He reached down with his other hand and rippled his fingertips through her golden triangle. She moaned softly and leaned against him, unable to fight the quivering wetness bubbling in her virginal pussy.
"Go into the bathroom now, child," her uncle instructed. "Relax and take a long, hot shower. Use the scented soap. I want you smelling really pretty and fresh for our customers tonight."
Janice could hardly believe how easily she was giving in to his demands. It was as though all her spirit had been drained out of her. She felt like she was in a stranger's body as she followed his wishes to the letter.
She enjoyed the hot, soapy suds and slippery feel of her skin as she washed herself. The surging torrent of hot water felt nice as it splashed against her tits and ass. She leaned back and spread her legs, sighing without regret as the stream thundered against her pussy-lips like a thousand tongues. It was impossible not to touch herself. She gripped her tits hard and squeezed, feeling her hips thrust wantonly for-ward in readiness.
"Excellent," Neil said as he turned off the taps.
She stood dripping and hoped he'd towel her off slowly. Instead he told her to get down on her hands and knees in the tub.
"I have very discriminating people tonight," he said. "Several have rather exotic tastes, in fact. That's why you have to be clean both outside and inside. Just in case. You want it that way, don't you?"
"Yes, sir," Janice heard herself saying. She looked over her shoulder and watched blankly as he hung a bulging enema bag from the showerhead. A long, thin rubber hose led from its base to a slightly thicker plastic nozzle in his hand.
"Now I want you to take all of this and hold it as long as you can," he said. "Your tight, virgin asshole's almost worth as much to me as your cunt, understand?"
Janice nodded and braced herself as her step-uncle reached down and spread her ass-cheeks with the finger of one hand. Her attractively pink and fresh-looking asshole popped into view and shivered with expectation. He bent closer and let some spittle dribble on the rosy muscle then used the enema nozzle to work it around and around the snug opening. Little by little he wormed the tapering tube inward. She felt her ass-cheeks tense one fearful moment then relax into twin spheres of pale and pliant flesh as the tube's smooth tip popped free and slid several inches into her ass. He let her ass-cheeks close around its length to hold it in place.
Janice felt her whole body shiver deliciously as she clasped her rubbery ass-ring around the warm and slender tube. Some dim recess of her dazed mind told her she should be livid with rage at her uncle for doing such an unspeakable thing to her. She imagined how she must look on her hands and knees, her body naked and glowing still from the hot shower and her fully rounded ass twitching with preparation of the debasing enema her uncle was giving her.
A sensuously warm torrent of water seethed into her asshole.
"Oh, Uncle Neil!" she squealed, wriggling her hips in tiny circles as the water's pressure increased inside her belly. The hot, bloated sensation gurgled inside her young tummy until she thought she couldn't stand it anymore. "It's making me feel funny and trembly all over!"
"Rock your body back and forth, honey," Neil instructed. "Doesn't that feel nice inside?"
"Mmmmm, yes," Janice whispered while she twisted from side to side to relieve the terrible yet wonderful power building up inside her water-swollen asshole.
"Just think about how much better it would feel with, a hot prick buried inside that virgin belly instead of just all this water," he said.
She moaned softly at the idea. Her insides seemed to be coming apart and melting like hot wax. She looked at her downward-hanging tits, each tit a perfectly formed alabaster sphere and saw their rosy caps puckered outward. Her nipples were hard and straining. Neil's hands played over her bare flesh. His fingertips tickled across her fuzz-lined pussy-lips and satin skinned ass-cheeks while she gyrated her torso in rhythmic thrusts back against his exploring hands.
"Damn, baby," he said. "You're primed and ready for your first good fuck!"
Janice dropped her head in shame and had to admit he was right. It was beyond her power anymore to control the wanton response of her body. His hands clasped about her waist and began to knead her firmly muscled belly until she felt the hot water churning inside start to boil ominously. A trickle escaped beyond her control and seared like fire as it dripped down the inside of one thigh.
"Okay, I think you're at your limit," her uncle finally said. He helped her to her feet in the slippery tub and led her to the toilet.
"Please, I can't," Janice begged. "Not with you standing here."
"Still a little shy, aren't you?" her uncle said with a sly snicker. "All right, I'll step outside. You flush yourself good, understand? then powder and perfume your cute young ass. I want it as pink and clean as a baby's for tonight."
The moment he closed the bathroom door she released her straining muscles and let the water go in an explosive torrent that felt as though half her guts had drained out in the process. She sat on the commode for a minute and hugged herself, rocking back and forth as the seething force of his humiliating enema slowly seeped from her body. A light knock sounded on the door.
"Hurry up and do what I told you to," he called, Janice somehow managed to stand on her shaky legs and clean herself up. She lightly dusted both ass-cheeks with a scented talcum powder and placed a tiny dab of perfume just above her still tingling asshole.
She reentered the bedroom to find he had laid an outfit out for her on the bed. He sat smoking a cigarette and watched as she dressed and brushed out her hair. The clothing felt more like a costume to her. The thin spandex was bright pink and hugged every curve of her legs and hips. She could feel it molding into the cheeks of her ass, lifting and slightly separating each half. The skimpy bottom fastened by two snaps between her slender legs. It felt like a second skin and was thin enough to almost see through. The tops of her tits strained free of the low-cut bodice and were visible as twin, pale white mounds. She could clearly see the outline of her stiff nipples. To complete the outfit was a pair of white, woolen leg warmers.
"Baby, you are an absolute knock-out in that outfit," Neil said. He had her gather her hair back into a short ponytail then placed a white sweatband around her head. He stood back and inspected her with a critical eye. "Fantastic!"
Janice looked at herself in the mirror and had to agree. It made her look even more sexy than when she'd stood naked. With her hair in a ponytail and with her lush figure covered in the aerobics costume she somehow looked innocent and vulnerable.
Neil rose from the chair with a lecherous smile and went to the vanity. When he turned around, he was holding a pair of slim, silver handcuffs connected by a short chain.
"Just in case you get any wrong ideas," he said. He knelt and clamped one pair around her trim ankles. Then he pulled her arms behind her back and locked them together with the second set of chains. "Remember the rules. Your mouth stays shut and you do as you're told. One fuck up from you tonight in front of my guests and I'll have Boris and the other dogs on you so fast you won't know what happened."
The tone of his voice did not allow for any protests. He took off her training collar and nodded in satisfaction.
"Allright, let's go meet our guests, young lady," he said as he led her downstairs. "These are rich and powerful people and they're all eager to know you better. Much better."
The downstairs room was well-lit and filled with slightly more than a dozen people. There was the hum of casual conversation and most held a drink. To Janice it seemed like more of a cocktail party than the horrid show she had expected. Many eyes turned toward her as she stepped gracefully down the staircase in front of her uncle. Casually he held the chain between her wrists and led her into the crowd.
Most of the men were in expensively tailored business suits and their ages varied widely. Several stood before a low, portable bar that had been set up in the back of the room. A young, red-haired girl was tending the bar. She was wearing a small white apron and black, fish-net stockings clipped to a frilly garter belt. She smiled politely when one of the men reached out and lifted up the apron to reveal a thick, lush patch of hair as red as that on her head. He nodded at his friend and smiled. The girl didn't seem to mind as the others would absently reach out and play a hand over her small, jutting tits.
"Hey, she's really something special," one man said, his eyes running greedily up and down Janice's body. He walked slowly around her with a low and appreciative whistle.
"Brand new, Kevin," Neil said. "And more special than you think. This one's a virgin. Cherry's still there for the highest bidder to bust. And her asshole's ripe for a plucking, too."
"I'll keep that in mind," Kevin said.
She watched him lick his thick lips and repressed a shudder. She didn't like the way he looked her over as though she was nothing more than a toy to play with awhile then throw aside. He was tall and stocky like a football player and the animal hunger in his eyes scared her.
"Jake, would you see that Janice has a comfortable seat for the show," Neil said. "There's only a few more guests expected. I'll start the proceedings as soon as they arrive."
Jake led her to a couch near the stage and had her sit. A number of men walked by and looked at her then whispered to Jake.
Jake came and sat down beside her. The last people finally arrived. They included several couples and Janice was frightened when the women, apparently the men's wives, openly accepted the intimate caresses of the other men. The last arrival was a well-dressed and stunning woman whose natural beauty was clear even in the poor lighting.
Janice looked at her in puzzlement for a moment then realized she'd seen that cool and seductive face before on a number of high-fashion magazines. She remembered the woman's name. Lauren Keach. She couldn't understand why such an obviously attractive and successful woman would come to such a depraved place. As the room darkened further, she caught Lauren look in her direction and smile.
"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen," Neil said as light blazed on above the stage to form a bright pool of light in the darkness.
Behind the stage a curtain had been slid to cover the back of the room.
"I'd like to welcome all our regulars," he went on, "and hope the new customers I met tonight find our small showing interesting enough to return. I am pleased to offer some exceptional, high-quality merchandise this evening. All of these young beauties are completely trained and ready for whatever their masters desire. Remember, hold all your bids until the end of the showing."
The plush, red-velvet curtain surrounding the top of the stage rose slowly as subdued music began to play from the ceiling speakers. Janice gasped and flinched against the chauffeur at what she saw. The waifish, slim-hipped blonde girl she had seen sodomized by her uncle was standing in the center of the dais completely naked. The rose-tinted lights streamed off her pallid figure. Janice saw that the poor young woman wore shackles identical to her own.
On command she spread her feet. Neil stepped up to the raised platform and lewdly fondled her crotch.
"Soft as goose down," he said. "This one's not a virgin but tight enough to satisfy any man who wants a snug-fitting cunt." He turned the girl around and made her bend at the waist.
"Have you ever seen such a trim little ass? Coltish is the way I described her in the auction's brochure. A lean, trim figure matched with superbly formed, firm tits."
The auction went on through six more girls that Janice didn't recognize. As the curtain rose for the last exhibit of the evening, Janice uttered a low groan of sympathy. It was Jama! Her uncle was actually selling her along with the rest. Jama stood proudly, her tousled blonde curls looking as though she'd just risen from sleep. The wildly frayed tangle of her hair made the statuesque blonde look intensely wanton and fiery. Around her Janice felt the men lean for-ward in curiosity.
"A little high-spirited," Neil said, slapping Jama on the ass. "But fully trained as Jake will testify. If you want a girl in bed who'll fuck back like a well-bred whore, this is the one."
The stage lights dimmed down behind the curtain and Janice thought the show might be over. She heard the low hum of machinery and knew that the table in the center of the stage was rising upwards.
When the curtain rose once more, Jama was still on-stage. Only this time she was bent over at the waist, her legs straight and chained apart. Her arms and head were against the elevated table. Thick leather straps locked her wrists to the table's cushioned surface. Her tits were flattened against the velvet covering. Neil stepped up onto the stage and ran a hand lovingly over Jama's naked ass as he faced the crowd.
"Gentlemen, this gorgeous bitch was made for ass-fucking," he said. "Take a good, close look at her ass. This butter-warm asshole will rip the skin off your cock when she starts fighting back to suck down every inch. Like spanking your slaves when their naughty? She's got skin so warm and velvety you'll love to slap it until it glows with passion."
Neil half-turned and started spanking her with hard, open-handed whacks. The sharp meat-on meat slaps echoed through the room. Her trussed body was buffeted forward by the force behind each blow. Soon both of her ass-cheeks were colored rosy red. Sweat poured from her straining body and made her splayed ass gleam invitingly. Neil gave her moist flesh a final swat and held tight to the trembling ass-cheek. He squeezed and Janice could hear Jama groan in pain and humiliation. His fingers wrung her pliant flesh aside to show off her dusky nether crevice.
"Anyone feel like a piece of this honey's ass right now?" Neil called out. "The bitch loves a hard cock shoved up her ass. Anyone?"
"Does that include women?" one of the couples asked, Janice saw the man's wife eagerly stand up and start to pull off her dress.
"Ah, the ever adventuresome Bob and Tina," Neil said. "Of course, come on up."
There was a round of applause as the couple walked up the aisle. By the time they reached the stage, the woman was naked. Janice coolly looked her over and shivered.
Tina had a lean and muscular body with firm, high-set tits that looked no larger than small oranges. Janice knew she was a powerful woman. Every muscle and sinew looked taut and quivering from hard exercise. Her ass was small and compact.
Janice watched as Neil handed her a strap-on dildo that, was nearly ten inches long. The woman smiled and fitted it about her waist, adjusting it so the vibrating base pressed against her cunt. Her husband was just as muscled and had a full erection he stroked proudly. He reached down and caressed first the crack of his wife's ass and then Jama's.
Janice swallowed hard as she realized what they meant to do. The woman was going to sodomize Jama! She was going to actually fuck her in the ass like a man while her husband did the same to her! Janice shook her head in awed disbelief. She knew the force of both their bodies would be slamming the thrumming dildo into Jama's asshole.
A silence seemed to settle over the room as the couple prepared for the obscene rape. Bob speared his finger into a jar of jelly and pressed a gob to Jama's puckered asshole. It slipped straight in to the first knuckle. He worked his finger around and around to loosen the tiny opening. Then he smeared some lubricant along the tip and length of the dildo strapped so lewdly to his wife's waist. She caressed his prick lovingly as he repeated the process on her own bare ass.
"Have you ever been fucked in the ass by a woman?" Tina asked.
Jama looked back nervously and shook her head.
"N-no, mistress," she answered.
"But you want me to stick this beautiful, full thing up your hot asshole, don't you?"
"Oh, yes!" Jama said although Janice knew she was lying.
Tina leaned over Jama's lushly proportioned young body and pressed her lips tenderly to the nape of the blonde's neck as her hands caressed Jama's trembling shoulders and back. She moved the prick-shaped dildo around Jama's ass-cheeks and Janice could see the shaft was slightly pliant. It looked to be about as hard as a real man's cock. Jama hated the idea she had to perform with a woman but didn't squirm away in disgust. Instead she moved her ass back towards the couple as if asking to be taken.
"Oh, I know you're going to love this," Tina cooed loud enough for everyone to hear. "Neil's right. She wants her tight young asshole stuffed with a fat prick. Maybe as much as I like it!"
Tina pushed the dildo's blunt head against Jama's snug asshole. Janice could see the blonde grimace at the sudden pain of entry. Janice could feel her own tender asshole draw tight at the idea of such a thing happening to her.
"Just relax, baby, and Tina will make you come until you beg me to stop," the woman said.
"Unhhhhh," Jama gasped.
"Problems, my little pet?" the woman teased. "Does this big, mean plastic prick hurt your tight little asshole?"
"No, mistress," Jama said quickly. "Oh, I love you doing that to me. Shove it in hard! I love the way you feel against me. It's so wonderful!"
Janice knew Jama was only pretending. It was obvious she hated being the sex slave to a member of her own gender and that the woman's ass rape was hurting her more and more each second. Tina smiled, flicked her slim hips forward to drive the shaft deeper. The momentary resistance had vanished the second that the dildo's fist-like tip had penetrated her chained lover's sphincter.
"Shake that ass for me, you tramp," Tina ordered. "C'mon, bitch. I don't have all fucking night!"
It was difficult, but Jama began wriggling her dildo-split ass-cheeks back against the woman. Her tormentor gave another sharp thrust with her muscular hips and sent the shaft all the way into her asshole. Jama wailed in agony and shook from side to side in an effort to dislodge the cold plastic invader.
"Now you have it," Tina said. "Damn, that's a tight hole. Your ass feels so good smashing back against me. I'm going to fuck your asshole until you go crazy!"
Bob, her husband, came up behind Tina and used one hand to lever his prick down until it pointed straight at his wife's glistening pink asshole. He leaned forward and let her own obscene fucking motions impale her on his cock. Janice could see that the woman loved its feel because she pressed back until half its throbbing mass was rammed into her rubbery little ring. She was now pinned between two passion-driven, thrusting bodies. The stage began to slowly rotating on a hidden motor drive and made it possible for everyone in the audience to catch each small detail of the performance.
Everyone in the room seemed to be hypnotized by the degrading show. Janice saw the little red-haired girl who had been tending bar was now on her knees and elbows. Her face and slim shoulders rasped against the carpeting as the man behind her slowly drove his prick into her pussy. The girl's eyes were shut in a contortion of pain but the man continued to watch the naked trio up on the revolving stage.
Janice could feel a flutter of excitement in her own cunt. She tried to resist it but there was too much going on around her to ignore. She could actually smell the raw sex in the humid darkness.
"Mmmmm, harder, lover," Tina was groaning. "Fuck me like you mean it!"
Her husband started roughly slamming his cock in and out of Tina's grasping asshole. His prick was making loud, squishing sounds as he rammed into her gyrating ass-cheeks. His balls slapped the woman's trim ass-cheeks hard enough to bruise her flesh. And beneath them Jama was groaning piteously as the combined force of their lust-locked bodies drove the vibrating dildo like a prize-fighter's fist into the depths of her tight bowels. Still she continued to work her bare ass back as the woman began lewdly caressing the sides of her tits and wildly churning young waist.
Janice felt a weight settle at her side and saw that her uncle had sat down next to her on the sofa. He had her bend forward and unlocked the handcuffs from her wrists. Janice rubbed the pain from her chafed skin.
"Get down on the floor, honey," Neil said. Janice's lips curled at the corners in a small grimace as she slid down to the carpet. She sat with her long legs tucked beneath her and wasn't surprised when he pulled her hand onto his lap. She didn't think of him as her uncle anymore, only as a man whose perverted desires were to be instantly acted upon. What he was asking her to do was still a thousand times better than what poor Jama was having to suffer.
She began caressing his cock through his pants. His prick was getting longer and thicker at just the pressure of her small fingers. She found his zipper and slowly pulled it down then slid her hand into the narrow opening of his underwear.
His semi-rigid cock was hot and sweaty as she wrapped her fingers around its thick and meaty bulk. She squeezed it gently and felt a returning throb that left it slightly thicker. With her free hand she fumbled with his belt buckle and opened the top of his trousers. Neil lifted his hips a few inches from the sofa to allow her to tug down his pants and underwear.
Janice slid her slim fingers around his half-turgid prick again and started moving her hand up and down. His sweaty cock-meat was still limp enough to wobble from side to side. Each time her encircling fingers neared the top she'd gently caress its soft and spongy tip.
"Yeah, Jake's been teaching you right," Neil said.
His sticky cock grew hotter and harder with every stroke. It throbbed against her fingers, which could now barely encircle its thick base. She looked back toward the slowly turning stage as she mindlessly stroked his growing erection. It disgusted her to the core of her soul to be willingly jacking him off but that didn't explain why there was a pleasurable, tingling warmth building in her loins.
"Doesn't this feel good, darling?" Tina asked as she slammed the juice-coated dildo hard in-to Jama's squirming ass. She felt the young blonde's ass-cheeks clench hard around the thrumming shaft and hold it in place. Her own lover's meaty cock was lodged deep into her own clasping asshole. "Now I have a real treat for you, babykins. I'm going to let you suck my old man's fat prick. Do you want to do that for me?"
"Oh, yes, mistress!" Jama whined.
"That's a good little girl," Tina said. "And while you're sucking his nuts dry I'm going to give it to you like no man's ever done it before."
Bob pulled out of his wife's expertly stretched asshole with a loud pop that drew laughs from around the room. He wiped off his streaked and gleaming prick in Jama's sweat-dampened hair and grabbed it around the base to guide it toward her ovaled lips.
Janice noticed that at some point Jake had left and brought back the girls that had been displayed on stage earlier. They were scattered around the room servicing the audience in one lewd way or another.
The redhead was now lying on her back, her slim, pale legs jerked up and forward until her knees almost touched her tits. Behind her a man knelt, his massive prick slowly thrusting in and out of her fire-haired young pussy. He held her legs by the ankles and kept urging her to lift her ass up. The girl seemed to be too lost in her own sexual delirium to understand. He snatched a pillow from the couch and jammed it under her wildly gyrating ass then began to fuck her with sharp, penetrating lunges that made her cry out each time the head of his cock struck the depths of her cunt.
A woman laughed hoarsely at her pain and lifted her skirt. Janice could see she was wearing bright red, crotchless panties. She dropped to her knees and straddled the redhead's freckled face, holding her swollen outer rims apart as she settled her slick pink meat down hard onto the girl's mouth.
"Eat me out, you whore," the woman said.
The girl tried to turn her tear-smeared face away from the woman's juice-streaming cunt. The woman angrily slapped the girl hard on her adolescent tits again and again until the small hillocks turned a deep pink. Terrorized, the redhead clutched the woman's bare thighs and almost yanked her sodden cunt down against her mouth. Janice could hear the moist, loud noises she made as she lapped and sucked at the woman's demanding pussy.
The man who was fucking her from behind seemed to enjoy the show and began nuzzling the woman's hard-tipped tits through her sheer, silk blouse. She unbuttoned the garment and hugged his head hard against her jiggling tits until both naked tits were covered with sticky saliva.
The delicate, slim blonde whom Janice had seen on her first night at the estate was almost invisible between the jerking bodies of two beefy men. She lay sandwiched between their sweat slickened bodies like a limp rag doll. Janice knew that the man on the bottom had his thick cock lodged deep into her near-virginal, tight blonde pussy. He held onto her bony, slender hips, his forgers tearing apart her pert ass-cheeks as his partner drove his prick in and out of the youngster's asshole with long, punishing strokes. The girl's thighs twitching spasmodically each time they rammed their swollen cocks into her belly and Janice wondered if the teenager was even still conscious from their brutal double-fucking.
"Oh, damn!" Bob groaned on the platform. "Fuck, what a great mouth, baby. I'm going to blow my whole fucking wad right down your throat. Oh, fucking damn!"
Bob's ass tightened and thrust forward hard as he slammed his prick deep into Jama's suctioning cheeks. A series of wild shudders ran through his gleaming body and Janice knew he was pumping load after load of hot, salty cum into her ravaged mouth. His wife was still slamming the dildo into Jama's asshole and had reached down to swiftly rub her fingers back and forth across the enslaved girl's clit.
Jama's sweat soaked body jerked and shook as the force of her orgasm lifted and slammed her back against the padded table. The woman kept the wickedly vibrating plastic shaft buried deep in her ass until she had finished coming. Janice could see the thick and frothy juices streaming down Jama's shivering thighs. Finally the man and wife pulled free. His cock dangled limply between his legs while she unbuckled the dildo's harness from around her waist.
Jama looked half-dead from the two-ended assault. She lay draped, a spent bag of flesh, shaking her head from side to side in near shock as though denying what had just happened to her. Then, to Janice's amazement, Jama actually began to smile dreamily as the husband and wife knelt down behind her splayed ass and began to slowly lick away the pussy-fluid from her inner thighs. Their twin tongues lapped sensuously at her freely offered lubricant and cum.
They caressed her legs and hips as they worked upward and began taking turns plunging their mouths up hard against her swollen cunt-flesh.
"Damn, those two can never get enough young cunt," Neil said. He dug his fingers into Janice's hair and forced her to kneel between his legs. She took a frightened, appraising look at his long, hard cock before she kissed the bulb-like tip.
She had been too stunned the first time to get a really good look at his cock. Her heart thundered beneath her tits at the sight. It was larger than Jake's . . . much larger. It looked like a thick oaken spear. It pounded with hot pulses of blood as she held it around the base in one hand.
"Suck it off, honey," Neil ordered. "My balls are aching for a good time. Suck it, bitch!"
She clamped her lips tightly down to enclose the tip of his prick. She worked her velvety inner cheeks around the massive cock-head, slap-ping it lightly with her tongue then slowly began to suck his rigid cock deep until she could feel the rubbery knob poke at the back of her throat.
Janice tickled her fingertips around his balls as she sucked him. She could feel the hard, elongated mass of his nuts buried inside the warm sack of wrinkled flesh. His throbbing prick was swelling in her mouth as she nibbled along its length with her ovaled, cock-stretched lips. She worked her stinging cheeks and started sucking even harder despite the pain.
She felt his viscous cum stickily smeared against the ribbed roof of her mouth. Her heart was pounding with exertion and her neck started to ache as she bobbed her head up and down his prick-meat. Pinpoints of bright light danced in front of her eyes and she felt light-headed. She drew her head back for a choked breath and looked down at his cock. It pulsated against her palm and a droplet of pale cum oozed from the plum-colored, massive tip.
She could hear labored pantings and deep groans all around her. She glanced up and saw that Neil's eyes were closed. Moistening her full, soft lips, she pursed them to a tender pocket and began running her mouth around his cock-head while she sneaked peeks around the basement.
The girl with short red hair and green eyes was sucking one man while another crouched behind her to drive his prick into her asshole. Her tiny tits bobbed and swung back and forth beneath her straining lungs as she rocked to his penetrating thrusts. A short distance away the blonde girl was sitting on a naked man's lap. Janice could see every detail of his fat prick as it shot up between her legs. The girl was hugging his head loosely as he sucked on her small and ripe nipples.
She rode his erection demandingly, swirling her splayed ass-cheeks down hard to grip every last inch of his cock. Janice could see her pussy-lips puffing out and clamping hard around his thickness each time she lifted her slim body upward. Then her view was cut off as the woman she'd seen earlier forcing her cunt against the girl's protesting face began to run her pink tongue up and down the crack of the youngster's sweat-covered ass.
Even as she watched, several other men approached the trio. One grabbed her head and thrust his slimy prick deep into the girl's face. She began to suck on it whorishly, not missing a stroke as other's grabbed her tiny hands and forced her to start jerking her off.
"Suck it, you fucking slut!" Neil said. "Damnit, pay attention!"
He slapped Janice hard and impatiently grabbed the back of her head. She opened her tingling lips and took the hard length of his hot cock-meat down deep into her mouth. She poked the tip of her tongue into the tiny slit at the crown of his rubbery prick-head.
"Oh, yeah, like that!" he crooned. "Tease it out, bitch!"
She fondled his balls harder and harder as she stabbed her tongue at the fleshy opening. She felt a sudden tensing of his nuts and tasted the first spurt of cum on her tongue.
"Swallow it all, baby," he moaned. "I'm going to fucking come!"
He moaned loudly as he shoved his cock deep into her mouth. His prick began spurting hotly and rapidly. She started swallowing as fast as she could. She sucked his pulsating prick farther into her mouth as she gulped down every creamy droplet of his thick cum. She continued to hold his deflated cock in her mouth until she was certain the final salty beads of his rich-scented cum had been sucked clean from his balls. At last he pushed her face away from his groin. His limp but still-swollen prick slipped wetly from her tender lips. She licked the corners of her mouth clean and looked around the room as her uncle stood up and pulled on his trousers.
The mass orgy seemed to be over. As the lights were turned up brighter, she saw the redhead helping the blonde girl from the room. The fragile blonde's body seemed to be covered with sperm everywhere. Her small tits were already darkening with bruises under their coating of cum. A hushed silence seemed to fall across the room as people resettled themselves onto the couches.
As Jake stepped over and jerked her to her feet, she felt an intense stare and turned quickly just before he pulled her behind the curtains. The model, Lauren Keach, had been staring at her so hard and penetratingly that she felt her skin crawl. She wondered why such a stunning woman had suddenly became so fascinated by her. She thought it might have been from the way she'd sucked her uncle Neil's cock and that puzzled her even more.
"All right," she heard Neil announce from the other side of the stage curtain. Jake held her firmly and out of view of the audience. "Now for the last sale of the evening. A little darling that's still a virgin! Yes, that's correct. A genuine virgin pussy and asshole ripe for some lucky soul tonight."