Chapter 4
"Where is my daughter?" Vicky asked.
"Don't worry about your daughter," John answered. "Right now, worry about your own sweet little ass."
They were alone in John's big office. There was no chance for Vicky to escape even if she'd thought about it. There was still a silver choke collar around her neck. The collar had a small chain attached to it, and the chain was fastened to a ring on the couch. She was still dressed in the short tunic. She had repaired it as well as she could, but it still showed off almost everything.
"Would you like a drink?" John asked.
"No thanks," she answered. "When are you going to let me go? When are you going to let me see my daughter again?"
"I told you not to worry about your fucking daughter," John said. "You'll see her soon enough. And I wouldn't worry about when I'm going to let you go. I will when I'm ready."
"You could go to jail for a long time for doing this," she said. She noticed the look of anger and hate that spread over his face. He walked toward her, the drink still in his hand, and he suddenly hurled the contents into her face. She tried to move as he grabbed the front of her tunic and ripped it down. This time, it was beyond repair. Her shapely tits sprang out at him.
"You don't get it, do you, bitch? You belong to me. I am the law for as long as I want you. You'll do what I tell you, when I tell you, or you'll have a hell of a time."
He put a hand on her tit. He squeezed until it was painful. She fought the tears stinging her eyes. He kept squeezing until she was afraid she was going to pass out. Finally, she felt him release her tits and walk away. He touched the film projector on his table, and the back wall lit up.
"Just a few scenes we shot this morning, bitch," he said. "I think you might enjoy them!"
She knew what the pictures were going to be even before she saw them. She watched the pictures of herself up on the screen and felt a little sick as she was shown getting fucked brutally by the big man. She realized that she didn't look like she was getting raped. Not at the end. She was obviously enjoying the fuck. She even watched herself running her fingers through the cum he shot out on her belly. She hadn't even remembered doing that.
John turned the projector off. "You enjoyed being fucked this morning. It may take you a while to admit it, but you enjoyed getting fucked. You're a bitch with a hot cunt!"
"I'm not," she said.
She didn't like the way he looked at her so smugly. He moved around the room to the bar and made himself another drink. She couldn't cover up, and she didn't try. He came back to the couch and sat down beside her. He sipped his drink as he put a hand on her knee.
"I like you, Vicky," he said. "You're a good-looking woman, and you could work out all right around here. But you have to learn your place. You have to learn right now!"
His hand moved up between her legs. She closed her legs together, but his fingers persisted. Finally, she opened her legs and let his fingers reach her pussy. He gently shoved his fingers up and down at the entrance to her fuck-hole. She had just been fucked well, and she didn't think she could feel anything more. Instead, there was a shuddering sensation that started in her cunt and went up her spine.
"Please, just let me go," she said. "I'm not that kind of person. I don't enjoy this; Just let me go."
"I'll let you go one day," he said, laughing.
She was sure that he would never let her go as long as she was pretty. She was right about him. He was the type that used people. His fingers kept stroking her cunthole until she had to open her legs a little more. One of his fingers gently parted her cunt and slipped inside. She didn't like feeling anything with this man, but he was very damn good with his hands.
"Before I'm done with you, baby," he said, "I'm going to make you love fucking so much, you'll drop your panties at just the thought of a good fuck!"
She shivered as his finger probed deeper inside her cunt. He knew what he was doing. His finger moved around inside her cunt until it started getting wet. He wasn't finger-fucking her like the other man had done. He was stroking her pussy gently.
He worked another finger up into her pussy. His gentle stroking motions kept sending shivers through her. She couldn't get away from him. He bent down and let his lips touch one of her nipples. She started trembling.
"Yeah," he said. "You like it already!"
He started finger-fucking her a little harder. His fingers rubbed against her clitty each time he rammed his fingers into her cunt. Each thrust sent another shiver up her spine. He started licking at her nipple. She put her hand on top of his head in an attempt to push him away. Instead, she found herself pulling him closer.
His mouth opened, and he started sucking gently on one tit. He was sucking her titty deep into his mouth and letting his tongue brush across the nipple. She grabbed the back of his head and pulled his face closer to her tit. More of her luscious titty-flesh was jammed into his wet mouth.
He stopped jamming his fingers into her pussy when he started feeling her body responding. She was lifting her ass again as he pulled his fingers out of her cunt.
"Very nice," he said. "You're learning fast. You're getting hotter every time a man touches you! Get down on your hands and knees on the floor. Bend over so your ass is high in the air and your pussy just kind of falls open."
"I won't."
"You just won't learn, baby!"
Vicky thought that he was going to try to fuck her. She thought she could handle him. But instead, he got up and went to an intercom. A few moments later, two big men entered. They were both nice-looking men, but there was something cruel about their smiles.
"This is Lester and Andy," John said. "They're going to teach you some manners. I'm afraid Bob didn't do very much teaching with this one, guys. You'll have to help."
"My pleasure," Andy said.
Vicky knew she wasn't going to like this. She jumped up quickly, but she didn't get very far with the choke chain around her neck. John sat down behind his desk and sipped his drink as he watched. She hated his smug smile.
"Don't try to run from us, baby," Andy said. "Just relax and enjoy it."
"You both leave me alone," she said.
She tried to get around the couch, but the chain wouldn't allow it. Andy grabbed one end of the chain and started pulling it back. Vicky struggled, but it was no use. She wasn't that strong.
"You're a good-looking little bitch," Andy said. "You're going to be nice to have around when you learn some manners."
Andy pulled her up close to him. He was on one side of her and Lester moved to the other. Lester moved so close that she felt his hard body against her back and ass. Andy moved against her front.
"Give me a kiss, baby," Andy said.
Andy roughly grabbed her by her red hair and jerked her head back. His mouth covered hers, and he stabbed a tongue down her throat. He let his lips press hard against hers as his tongue rammed deeper and deeper into her throat. He used one hand on her titty. He squeezed until there were tears in her eyes.
"She's got a nice-feeling ass," Lester said. "Maybe we ought to put a cock up her asshole."
"No," Andy said. "Not yet, anyway."
The two men turned her around so that she was lying across the couch. Andy slid a hand underneath her and started playing with her titty, using his finger to stab at one of her hard nipples. She felt Lester's hand on her ass. He kept squeezing and pinching her ass until she was starting to feel a little sore and angry.
She couldn't see what was going on. Andy had twisted the slender chain around his fingers, and he was holding her head down. She heard the sound of somebody's zipper, and she knew that they were both going to fuck her like this. She couldn't have been in a more humiliating position, and they knew it. They had control of her completely.
"You ever been fucked just lying across a couch before, baby? Andy asked. "I bet your husband never fucked you this way before. I bet you never fucked two men on the same day before either."
It would be three men she was thinking. She had already fucked that afternoon, and now these two would fuck her shamelessly. She thought about her daughter, but it was hard to feel sorry for Diane when she was about to be fucked in this way.
"You'd better remember this, baby," Andy said. "John don't have to dirty his hands on bitches like you. He just speaks, and you fuck. You understand."
"Yes," she answered.
She was beginning to understand as Andy moved close and pushed his cock against her tight little pussy. He didn't give her any warning. He shoved all of his thick cock into her tight pussy with one thrust. She felt a quick shiver as he started pushing his cock in and out of her cunt.
"You're tight, baby," he said. "You've got a fucking tight cunt. Your pussy feels fucking good!"
She had never felt so humiliated before. He shoved his cock deep into her cunt from behind, and though she couldn't see what he was doing, she could sure as hell feel it. She had never felt a cock so deep before. It felt like his stiff prick-knob was going to come out her mouth.
"I think you're going to be good from now on, baby," Andy said. "I think you're going to act nice!"
He was fucking her like he was trying to hurt her badly. She wasn't getting much enjoyment out of it. She could feel his cock growing inside her cunt, dripping cum.
"I'm going to fill your pussy with cum," he moaned. "I'm going to fill up your fucking cunt!"
His hands moved underneath her again, gripping her swollen titties as he crammed her full of hard cockmeat. The inside of her pussy was getting slippery with cum and her own dripping fuck juices. The inside of her thighs started to feel sticky.
"Here I fucking come, bitch," he said. "Here I fucking come. You bitch. YOU SWEET BITCH!"
He stabbed into her cunt deep, and his prick started spurting hot cum. He kept his prick deep inside her for a moment, and then he pulled out of her. She expected it when she felt the sticky cum spurting all over her back and over her hot asscheeks. He bent down and started rubbing his hard cock against her back. She could feel his prick slowly going soft as his cum dripped down between the cheeks of her ass.
"Your cunt's pretty tight, baby," he said. "But I bet Lester's going to stretch it out soon."
"Please," Vicky moaned. "Don't do anything else to me. I'll be good. Please don't fuck me anymore."
"I'm going to get my piece of your hot ass," Lester said.
Lester moved behind her. She shivered as she felt his enormous cockhead pressing against her cunt. He moved forward gently, and her cunt started stretching against his prickhead. His cock was big. She knew by just feeling his cockhead that he was going to have a big cock. She kept trembling as he moved his stiff prick a little farther inside her pussy.
"Fuck the bitch hard!" Andy shouted. "Don't be gentle with her. Let her feel your big cock!"
Lester did as Andy asked, and Vicky felt like she was getting stuffed completely with his huge cock. His cock was big, and he fucked it into her pussy hard. She felt his cockmeat stretching her cunt apart. She realized she was lucky her cunt was already wet from Andy's cock. She couldn't have taken Lester's big cock otherwise.
"Shake your ass, bitch," Lester said. "I want to feel you shaking your fucking ass!"
Lester started fucking her hard. There was nothing she could do but push back against him and take his cock as deep as she could. He was enjoying what was happening.
"That's right, baby," he groaned. "Shake that sweet ass. Shake it for me, baby!"
He pounded her harder, and his cock was slowly growing inside her cunt, his cum dripping inside her. She had never been treated this way before. She had never felt such humiliation.
"That's the way to shake your ass, baby," he groaned. "That's the way to shake your hot ass. I'm going to come inside you. I'm going to shoot my fucking wad! GET READY, BITCH!"
He pounded her hard, and his thick cum started spurting deep into her pussy. He did as Andy had done. He shot the first hot wad into her pussy and then pulled his cock out. His cum spurted against her back and between the cheeks of her ass. She felt sticky all over.
"That's all, fellows," John said. "You did very well."
She was finally able to move from her uncomfortable position. She felt tired and sore as she straightened up. She watched Lester and Andy zipping up. They both grinned at her as they left the room. She felt like she had been fucked by cavemen.
"Well, Vicky?" John asked. "Are you going to keep on being a bitch, or are you going to do as I tell you? You know, there are a lot more men where Lester and Andy came from, and there's plenty of things they could teach you."
"I'm going to do as I'm told," she said.
Diane was frightened and alone. Early that morning, two men she didn't know had come for her. They hadn't spoken to her as they had bundled her out to their car. She had been taken downtown to a big apartment building. She'd been taken upstairs to a small apartment and there, she was told to shower and dress.
She loved the shower, but she didn't like the things they'd put out for her to wear. They were little-girl clothes. She looked like she was in grammar school when she finished dressing. She could have been a little kid except for her big tits that pushed out the front of her snug dress.
Then she had to wait.
She didn't know how long she'd been waiting except that it seemed like half the afternoon. Finally, she heard a knock on the door. A moment later, the door opened and an elderly-looking man walked in holding a thick belt.
"You've been a bad girl," he said. "You haven't been doing your homework again. You'll have to be punished."
"What the hell are you talking about?" Diane asked.
"Such language,'' he said. "You shouldn't talk like that. Daddy's little girl should be sweet!"
Diane was beginning to get a very bad feeling about this. She had been aware of an itchy feeling at the back of her neck, like someone was watching her. She had felt that all afternoon. Now she was pretty sure that there was someone watching behind one of the wall paintings. Someone with a camera.
"You'd better leave me alone," Diane warned.
"You're going to have to be punished."
Diane wished her mother was here. At least her mother would have been sharing these things with her. She could feel her heart pounding in her mouth as she tried to get away from the man. She backed into a corner and could go no farther.
"You shouldn't try to run away," he said. "You know it only makes things worse when you run away."
"Please, leave me alone," she said.
"You have to be punished. for what you did. You can't be allowed to do whatever you want. You have to be punished."
Diane struck out at him, but he moved quickly. She heard the swish of the belt, and she hid her face. The belt slapped gently at her legs. She tried to scramble past him, but he tripped her. She fell on the bed, and he was right behind her. She fought him, but he was stronger than she was. She couldn't resist as he forced her over his lap so that her face was hanging down toward the floor. She tried to get away, but he held her tightly and pulled her skirt up to her waist.
"You know this is where Daddy likes to spank," he said. "Such a nice looking ass. So shapely. Daddy loves to spank you there!"
She had seen him drop the belt, but that didn't matter. Now he brought the palm of his hand down across her asscheeks with a loud slap. She groaned in pain. He raised his hand again, and she winced even before his hand slapped her. Her white cotton panties were no protection from his strong hand. He began to spank her hard. She stopped struggling because it did no good. The tears ran down both her cheeks.
"Please stop!" she begged. "Oh, please stop. Don't do that to me anymore!"
"Daddy loves to spank on her sweet little ass," he said.
He kept slapping her until she was squirming with the pain. Finally, he stopped hitting her. His big hand slipped into her panties and started playing with her asscheeks. She knew her ass would be red from the heat of his hand.
"From now on, I know you're going to be a good girl," he said.
He squeezed her asscheeks softly. One of his fingers probed her tiny asshole. She winced as he pushed the finger into her asshole up to his knuckle. She had a funny tingling sensation there now.
He let her up off his lap, but she didn't go far. She turned around so that she was sitting in his lap with her skirt still up above her waist. She expected it when he kissed her. She even wanted it.
Her mouth was hungry for his. She opened her lips and let him thrust his tongue deep into her throat. She somehow knew that there was a camera filming all of this, but she didn't give a damn. He was making her feel good.
"My sweet little girl," he said. "You needed a spanking, but now I'm going to be, good to you."
He pushed her out of his lap and onto the bed. She watched him as he stood up and slowly started to undress. He wasn't that old. His body was slender but well-built. He stripped down to his shorts, but he didn't take those off. She could see the hard cock-bulge in his shorts, and she knew he was going to be man enough.
He got down on the bed with her. He kissed her mouth again, and this time, she drove her tongue into his mouth. His hand moved down the front of her body and started fondling her tit. She didn't know what was wrong with her. She had been cherry until the night before, and now she couldn't get enough cock.
Even the roughness of his hands made her titties hot and hard. She found herself pushing her tit against his hand. She shivered as her hard nipple rubbed the cup of her bra.
"You've got too many clothes on," he said. "I'm going to take a few of them off!"
"Oh yes," she shivered.
He started undoing the buttons of her old fashioned blouse. He unbuttoned it all the way down the front and slid his hand inside. She was wearing a cotton bra, but she could still feel the heat of his fingers. He squeezed one tit before sliding his hand around to her back to unhook her bra.
"Let me take these big tits out," he groaned. "You've got a beautiful pair of tits, baby. I'm going to love this!"
He was unhooking her bra as he talked. He pulled it away from her and freed her big tits. They nearly popped him in the face. She could see him smiling and licking his lips.
"Lift yourself up, baby," he told her.
In a few moments, he had her naked. He lifted her up so that he could admire her big tits and flat belly. His gaze went to her reddish cunt hair.
"Spread your legs, bitch," he said softly.
She didn't hesitate. She felt a little shy, but she spread her legs open wide and showed him the pinkness of her pussy hole. He put a hand over her cunt. She gasped as one finger parted the folds of her pussy and slipped inside.
"You've got a wet cunt, baby," he told her. "I think getting spanked must give you a hot pussy hole!"
He pushed another finger into her pussy and started moving his fingers around. He was touching all parts of her cunt, and it was making her shiver with desire. She gave him her hand when he reached for it. He pulled her fingers down to his swollen cock. Though he was still wearing shorts, she could trace the outline of his big cock. That made her shiver a little more.
"Take my shorts off, baby," he told her.
She couldn't help herself. She wanted his cock. Her pussy was burning up. She slid his shorts down his legs, and he kicked out of them. Her fingers circled his cock, and she started jerking him off. She felt a little bit of his cum squirting over her fingers.
"Yeah, baby," he said. "You like that, don't you? You like my big cock!"
"Put your prick in me," she whispered. "I want to feel your hard cock inside me. I want to be fucked!"
She was trembling with pleasure as he rolled Over on top of her. He moved up slowly until his cockhead wedged inside her tight cunt. He gave a gentle shove, and she sighed as his cock went all the way inside her pussy. He kept his prick inside her for a long time without moving.
"That feels so good," she whimpered. "I want you to fuck me. I want you to fuck me good!"
"You're going to get fucked, baby," he said. "I'm going to fuck your sweet little ass off!"
He started fucking her gently, his heavy balls slapping her ass with every stroke. He was making little circles with his cock every time he rammed into her cunt. She was loving it. She started lifting her ass up to feel his cock go deeper.
"That's the way to fuck me!" she screamed.
"That's what I want! Give it to me like that. Oh shit, it feels good!"
He started fucking her hard. It was what she needed. He pounded his cock deep into her pussy, and she gasped each time he thrust. She was lifting her ass high for his strokes, and she no longer gave a damn who was watching.
"Fuck me really hard!" she screamed. "Give it to me good! I want to feel it good. Fuck me really hard!"
He fucked her as hard as he could. He was trying to knock her ass through the bed, and it was making her come. Her cunt juices had already started flowing. She knew she looked lewd as she kept lifting her ass for his cock.
"I'm coming, baby," she moaned. "I'm going to fucking come. Oh shit, it feels- good. It feels so fucking good! Oh shit, you know how to make me feel good! OH SHIIIIIIT!"
She raised her ass high off the bed as the first wild vibrations of pleasure went through her again and again. She kept lifting her ass even after the last spasms had shaken her. She wanted this stranger to enjoy the fuck as much as she did.
"Fuck, baby," he said. "Keep moving your ass like that, and you're going to twist my cock off. It feels good, bitch!"
He fondled her titties as he fucked her. She felt his cum leaking inside her pussy, and she started trying to tighten her cunt walls around his cock. She could feel his body tense each time she did that. He pulled his cock out of her pussy suddenly and moved up her body. He put his big cock between her tits and held them together with his hands. Then he started fucking the cavern between her tits. She could see the tiny hole in the end of his prick tip. It grew sticky where his cum dripped on her neck and rubbed her chin.
"I'm coming, bitch," he groaned. "I'm fucking coming. Oh shit, it feels good. I'm going to blow my wad. I'm going to blow my fucking wad. OH FUUUUUUUCK!"
His cum spurted into her face. Sticky rivers of thick cum ran down her cheeks and wet her neck. He drew back, ad she felt the cum dribbling between her tits.
"Rub the cum into your face and tits," he commanded. "Do it!"
She knew she was doing it for the cameras. She started rubbing the cum against her tits like it was some kind of beauty cream. His stiff prick kept leaking cum, and she kept rubbing it into her tits and then in her face.
"You're doing great, baby," he said. "You are doing fucking great!" Diane still wished she knew where her mother was.