Chapter 9
As we drove Mark continued to play with my breasts. I had noticed something kind of amusing about the way these men treated me in these situations. I really wasn't a person to them. I was merely a host for various female body parts. My job was to keep my breasts and my vagina warm and handy for them. As Mark played with my breasts he totally ignored me. He talked with Ted. They carried on a perfectly normal conversation as if I was not even there. But during the entire trip, which was, thankfully, quite short, Mark had his hand inside the top of my dress. His hands pulled and squeezed and pinched my breasts, not to turn me on, or to turn him on, but just because he liked doing it.
Ted pulled into a parking lot in back of a seedy looking building. I had been looking down, as usual, so I didn't even notice what was in the building. Was I in for a shock!
I noticed that the parking lot was pretty full. I hoped we weren't going to the same place all these people were. I much preferred my humiliation to be private.
They didn't say anything, but they seemed anxious to begin as they hurried me through a plain, unmarked door in the back of the building. The only thing that indicated it was an entrance to anything was a sign saying something about not entering if "you are offended by nudity or sex." I didn't like the sound of that.
We stepped into a large room full of row after row of magazines with pictures of naked women in some of the most outrageous poses and predicaments I had ever seen. I was relieved to see that there were only a couple of other people in the room. I guess the people parked out back were in some other business nearby.
For a few minutes we walked around looking at the magazines. Ted and Mark took great pleasure in pointing out some of the most outrageous ones and suggesting that they would love to see me in this or that situation. Being tied up, whipped, having sex with large groups of men, sex with other women, all kinds of things. I didn't say anything, but I found a few of the pictures quite stimulating.
As we perused the stacks of porno I felt the eyes of the old man behind the counter and the other customer following us around the room. They were probably wondering what a woman was doing in this place. But then, I was too.
After we had made a complete tour of the magazines and movies we spent a few minutes looking at the sexual devices available. I was shocked! I had never imagined some of this stuff existed! Some of it looked like fun, but some of it looked dangerous! Most of it was just plain stupid. Inflatable women that made you want to laugh just looking at them. That sort of thing. Some of the things that were designed for a woman to stick in her body were beyond belief. But they soon tired of joking about all the things they could do to me with this stuff and I found myself being pulled over to the counter.
Ted handed the old man behind the counter a $10 bill and without ever taking his eyes from me the old man counted out a handful of tokens and handed them to Ted.
We headed towards a door in the back of the room and as we approached it a buzzer sounded. Ted pulled the door open and we entered a long, dark hallway. At first I couldn't see a thing. But then my eyes started to adjust and suddenly I realized where the people who owned all the cars in the parking lot were. There were men everywhere back here! Standing against the walls, alone and in pairs talking quietly. Going in and out of the doors spaced every few feet along both sides of the hallway. I had no idea what this was all about, but I was beginning to feel more than a little scared.
Ted pulled me along behind him as he walked slowly down the hall. It was obvious from the looks I was getting that it was not very common for a woman to enter this hallway. I glanced into a couple of the open doors as we passed. The rooms were very small, perhaps ten feet by ten feet. Only the light from small television screens illuminated them. The first screen I saw was blank, but as they continued to pull be down the narrow hallway I noticed that when there was something on the screen it was a pornographic movie!
I suddenly became aware of the sounds. A cacophony of loud music, but not loud enough to drowned out the exaggerated sounds of people having sex. Mostly women moaning and groaning loudly. I had no idea what this place was. I had never heard of anything like this!
As we neared the end of the hallway, Ted glanced into one of the booths and then pulled me in after him. Mark followed and shut the door. Ted started putting tokens into a slot and the screen on the little television came alive with a close-up picture of a large cock sliding in and out of a large, wet vagina.
I had never seen anything like it! I stared for a moment, forgetting my surroundings briefly as I saw for the first time what it looked like close up as a couple had sex. As I watched, Mark came up behind me and began to remove my dress. He pulled it over my head and hung it from a nail in the wall. Then he stood behind me and rubbed his bulging crotch against my ass as he moved his hands over me.
I still didn't know why we were here though. We could have gone to Ted's house to have sex. Or even stayed at the bar! Did they come here just so they could watch a dirty movie while they fucked me?
Ted watched Mark mauling my breasts for a few moments. But as he watched, I noticed that he kept glancing at the wall beside us. I followed his eyes and was shocked to see a large round hole cut in the wall. And through the hole I could see an eye shining in the dim light. Someone was watching us!
Ted smirked as he saw the reaction on my face. I still didn't know what was going on here, but if it amused Ted, I knew I wouldn't like it.
Mark edged me a little closer to the hole and when my pussy was less than a foot from the hole a hand slowly reached in. When there was no objection, the hand clamped down on my pussy and was all over it. The hand squeezed and pinched and then I felt first one and then two fingers enter me. For some reason, the idea of being molested by a disembodied hand was strangely appealing!
Mark continued to roughly amuse himself with my breasts as "the hand" manipulated my genitals. I was becoming very aroused!
Ted said something to Mark, I was too engrossed in what was happening to me to hear it. But suddenly Mark stepped back and turned me around. The fingers slipped out of my pussy, but immediately began to caress my ass. Then to slide between my legs and back into my pussy, then back out, and back to my ass. "The hand" then pushed the finger he had just moistened in my pussy into my ass.
After a few moments Mark turned me around again and pushed me to my knees. "The hand" immediately attached itself to my breasts. First one, then the other. Squeezing, pulling, pinching. It was so strange to have some man I could not see doing this!
After a few minutes Mark pulled me back a bit and told me to stick the tip of my finger into the hole. I did not understand, but I was long past the point of arguing or questioning. I just do as I am told.
I tentatively edged the tip of my index finger into the hole and waited to see what would happen. Suddenly, in the dim light, I could see the head of a cock begin to poke through the hole! I almost laughed! Until I realized what came next.
"Touch it." Mark whispered. I moved my index finger up to the soft head of the anonymous cock and moved it gently around, spreading the large amount of lubricant seeping out. After a moment more of the cock came through the hole until I could see the man's pubic hair pressed against the other side. His entire cock was sticking through the hole!
I moved my hands over it and then Mark pushed against the back of my head and without saying a word I leaned forward and took this large, anonymous cock into my mouth. As I sucked, Mark moved around behind me and adjusted my position so that he could take me from behind.
I could never explain it, but there was something terribly erotic about this. Sucking on a cock that some man stuck through a hole in a wall while another man I had just met fucked me from behind. This really turned me on!
With all the time Mark had spent playing with my body over the last hour, I guess he was pretty aroused, because he came almost instantly. I felt him stiffen and then just hold his softening cock in me until it just slipped out.
I continued sucking on the cock in my mouth, but I really missed the cock in my pussy. I kind of hoped that Ted would get turned on enough to get hard again and take another turn.
After a minute my wish came true as I felt a cock push into me from behind again. Or at least I thought my wish had come true. I suddenly glance to my side and noticed that I could see both Ted and Mark watching me! They had let someone in through the door! Another stranger was pushing his cock into me from the rear!
I didn't resist. It would not have mattered. I just kept sucking. Finally the man I was sucking came in my mouth and I kept sucking and swallowing until he pulled his cock back through the hole in the wall.
I didn't move though, I just waited for the man fucking me to finish. Now that my head was free I looked back to see who was fucking me. There was nothing special about him, just an average, middle aged man lucky enough to get a piece of young pussy.
As I turned back to face the wall I noticed that the door to our room was open and there were at least a half a dozen men watching me. Before the enormity of this could sink in, I was distracted by the touch of another hand on my breast. Another hand sticking through the hole groping me. I looked down to see a large black hand moving over my breast. I could feel the calluses on his rough hands scraping over my soft breasts. But it didn't last long.
His hand was quickly withdrawn and immediately replaced by his half-hard uncircumcised cock. Strange as it seems, with all the cocks I had been exposed to since I came under Ted's control, I had never seen an uncircumcised cock.
I looked at it for a moment in curiosity. Then I reached up and moved my fingers over it, moving the foreskin back and forth, watching his cock jump and grow as I explored it. After my last outing with Ted, I was no stranger to black cock, but for some reason I thought it was exciting that I was going to suck a black cock with as many as a dozen white men watching. As soon as that realization struck me, another followed immediately on it's heels. I was shocked at how much I had changed! A month ago I could not even imagine doing what I was doing here. Now, I was getting excited! I was no longer being forced, or coerced. I wouldn't want them to know it, but I wanted this. I was enjoying this!
I leaned forward and licked the head of the big black cock sticking through the wall. I noticed that when it was hard you could not tell the difference between circumcised and uncircumcised. The foreskin had disappeared! How about that, a cock that does tricks!
I placed my lips over his cock and started sucking. As I moved my lips down over his cock I felt the man behind me grab my hips and suddenly start moving in and out like a jackhammer. As soon as he came he immediately replaced by another strange cock.
I completely lost track of how many men I sucked and fucked that afternoon. It was dark when we left. And I was incredibly sore. But I noticed that I was becoming more able to take this kind of abuse. I must have had the cum of at least two dozen men in my pussy and my stomach. My jaws were sore, and my pussy was sore, but no more so than that first night with Ted and his friends. I am not sure how I felt about that.
Anyway, they finally decided I had had enough and cut the line off. They led me to the bathroom at the end of the hallway, in the nude of course. I was given time to wipe off as much of the cum as I could in that nasty men's room. Then I went back out into the hallway and they gave me my dress to put back on in front of all of those men.
As we walked back up the hallway to the door hands were all over me, grabbing my breasts, reaching under my skirt, which didn't cover anything anyway, and pinching my ass and rubbing my pussy. I just ignored them.
Finally we were outside in the cool night air. I suddenly felt able to relax for the first time in hours. I took a deep breath and enjoyed the absence of sound from the dozens of dirty movies playing simultaneously. As we walked to the car I glanced back in wonder. What the hell kind of place is this!? I wanted to ask out loud, but Ted and Mark were busy reliving their eventful afternoon. Or should I say my eventful afternoon.
We got in the car and returned to Ted's apartment. I was afraid they would want more sex, I was so sore already I didn't think I could do it. But they seemed to realize that and just had me strip and serve them dinner and drinks while they talked. From what little I could catch of their conversation, I could tell they were thinking up another little adventure for their amusement and my further debasement.
After dinner, they continued to talk while Ted had me clean up, first the dishes and the kitchen, but then the entire apartment! I know he did it more out of a desire to watch me in the nude than to have a clean apartment. It was apparent that he was no neat freak. But that didn't matter. I just do what I am told. I moved all around cleaning and dusting, feeling their eyes on my body as I worked.
Every time I would get close enough to hear what they were saying they would stop talking. That was making me nervous, that and the bulges I couldn't help noticing in their pants.
I kept glancing nervously at the clock as it got later. My husband would be calling soon and I had to be home when he called. I was just about to remind Ted, but he hadn't forgotten. He ordered me to put my clothes on. I put on the clothes I had worn when I left home that morning as they watch in amusement.
I grabbed my purse and was about to say goodbye to Ted when they got up and said that they would follow me home. I was so disappointed I almost cried. I thought it was over for today. They knew my mouth and my pussy were so sore. What did they want from me now?
I didn't say anything though. I just turned and walked out to my car. As I drove home my mind kept going back to the strange place I had spent the afternoon. And all of the anonymous cocks that had entered my body and deposited load after load of hot white cum.
Before I knew it I was in my driveway and walking towards my door. As I slipped the key into the lock I heard Ted's car pull into the driveway. I waited by the door and let them in. Then, as instructed, I undressed and got them each a drink.
I was getting nervous. It was almost time for my husband to call. What did these men plan? Were they going to do something to get me in trouble? With my husband? With the neighbors?
For the next 15 minutes or so I continued to do whatever they asked me to do to amuse them. Then the phone rang. Although I was expecting it, I was still startled by the loud ring.
I ran for the phone and picked it up on the second ring. It was my husband and, although I was self-conscious about talking in front of Ted and Mark, I was excited to talk to my husband and I eagerly told him how much I loved and missed him.
I tried to act like I was alone. I had my back to the men as I stood by the phone and talked with my husband. I was startled again as I felt a pair of hands on my shoulders.
I started to panic, what were they going to do? Would they grab the phone and say something to my husband? I looked behind me and saw Mark holding me by my shoulders. I gave him a dirty look and shook my head "no" violently, trying to get him to leave me alone.
But he just grinned evilly and guided me forwards a few inches until I was kneeling on the couch. He pushed me so that I was leaning forward. I put my hand out to support myself on the back of the couch.
I tried to carry on a normal conversation with my husband as he reached between my legs and began rubbing my very sore pussy. I tried to move his hand away, but he ignored my small efforts, and there was nothing I could do without alarming my husband. So I finally gave up and let him touch me.
It was very strange talking to my husband while Mark moved his fingers in and out of my pussy. And what bothered me almost as much was that, even though I hated what he was doing, and even though I was so sore it hurt to walk, I was getting wet. I was getting turned on. Shit! Whatever was I turning into?!
When his fingers were wet enough, he withdrew his hand, but instantly started pushing his wet fingers into my ass. I was trying desperately to ignore him, to sound normal to my husband. But it was getting very difficult. It suddenly got worse. Mark took his hand away, and before I could even breathe a sigh of relief, I felt his cock pushing into my ass.
I tried not to grunt or groan, but the pain was terrible. I was no longer a virgin there, but I was still very tight, and every time he drove his cock into me I felt the pressure on my sore pussy as well.
I continued my conversation, talking about weather and just a lot of silly stuff, while Mark raped my ass. And even worse, I turned back and saw that Ted was filming everything.
It was getting impossible to talk normally as Mark's cock stroked in and out of my ass. My breathing was becoming louder and I would occasionally grunt softly when Mark stroked into me more violently than usual. Finally my husband asked what was wrong. I told him that I had started exercising, and that I was doing leg lifts while we talked.
He thought that was a great idea!
I felt Mark speed up and then tense up as he shot his cum deep into my ass. He pulled out and as soon as I finished a sentence he pushed his cock into my mouth for cleaning. I quickly sucked him clean so that I could continue my conversation, but I must admit it was becoming very difficult to follow the thread of the conversation.
As soon as he was clean, Mark stood up and took the camera from Ted and began filming while Ted took his turn in my ass. It seemed like they were especially excited by the idea of fucking my ass while I talked with my husband. Ted managed to cum just as I was telling my husband how much I loved him as we prepared to end the call. Ted's orgasm seemed particularly intense, as though the timing was important to him. I tried not to show it, and I hated to admit it to myself, but the idea of these horrible men fucking my ass while I talked to my husband was turning me on too. I couldn't wait until they left so I could soak in a hot tub and gently bring myself to another orgasm, gently.
Ted pulled out of me and I turned around and cleaned him without being asked. They dressed and left without another word to me.