Chapter 3

Upon entering her own class some distance away in the rambling old house, Barbara was delighted to see that Jeannie and Annette were there before her. Although it made her slightly uncomfortable to notice that both were clad only in the skimpy loincloths that she had seen Annette wear on her last visit, her embarrassment at their semi-nakedness was outweighed by her relief at seeing someone she knew.

After all, she reasoned, they live here, and that seems to be some sort of uniform. Besides, I have to learn to ... her mind searched for the words Coretti had used the night before-to see the human body in a new perspective, without the prudery of the outside world.

Her strange encounter with the burly leader of the commune had affected her oddly. Already she felt freer than she had before, more on an equal level with Jeannie, whose freewheeling life style had always made her feel naive and unsophisticated. Now she chatted easily with her old neighbor, as though their mutual involvement in the Life Unlimited House had given birth to a new sense of camaraderie between them. Annette, smiling and serene, joined their conversation, too; and soon Barbara began to feel as though she were back in high school, surrounded by girl friends.

Gradually other women joined them in the room, which was smaller than the one occupied by Mara's class and furnished only with a phonograph, a single canvas sling-back chair, and brightly colored cushions scattered along the walls: Estelle, a dark-haired woman in her forties who laughed nervously and spoke in a tense voice about her recent divorce and her unsuccessful analysis; Gerry, a petite, bubbly seventeen year old with a raucous laugh and tightly curled, almost wiry red hair, and Connie, a quiet, moody brunette in her late twenties, also recently divorced.

Suddenly a hush fell over the room as the door opened again and Frank Bogart entered, clad in a pair of skin-tight leather pants that laced up the front and clearly out-lined the thick bulge of his cock and balls against his lean, muscular thighs. His feet were bare, and Barbara felt her heart beat faster as she took in his finely sculpted features, strikingly set off by the dark color of the leather. She noticed again the curling golden hairs that covered his pectoral muscles and tapered downwards until they disappeared inside his shiny trousers. He seemed even taller than she remembered him, at least six-foot four, and his eyes, set like shimmering blue pools on either side of his straight, chiseled nose, seemed to have a hint of cruelty in them as he surveyed the assembled women.

He smiled easily, however, as he began to speak, after collecting the application forms of the new arrivals.

"As those of you know who have had an introductory interview, our courses, particularly those for women, are based on the idea of surrender. You will never achieve erotic freedom until you are able to submit, totally and without question, to whatever sexual demands are made on you. For the next two hours, therefore, you are all to think of yourself as my sexual slaves. This first class is for the purpose of evaluating your ability to obey. If you can't meet our standards here, you'll be asked to attend a few more orientation sessions until you're ready. Of course, I will do everything I can to overcome your resistances, since you won't be accepted without my approval. Is that understood?" He looked carefully at each of the students, and Jeannie felt a sudden jolt of excitement as his cruel eyes locked on hers.

"Good," he continued as the women murmured and nodded their assent. "Then the first step is to get out of all those restrictive clothes. Not all at once," he ordered as they began, after a moment's hesitation, to divest themselves of their clothing. "One at a time, and in the front of the room, so we can all get acquainted."

In the silence that followed, the exotic looking young instructor pulled the sling-back chair to one side and sat down, crossing one long leg over the other, fully intending to enjoy his work. Sometimes he thought he enjoyed the first few classes more than the later ones. Although the latter were more involved and demanding, and in many ways more interesting, the first one always made him feel like a sultan with his pick of eligible virgins. "Start on one side of the room and go in sequence," he ordered.

Mentally he assessed each woman as she undressed. Estelle slipped out of her slacks, sweater, brassiere and panties awkwardly and quickly, blushing furiously the whole time, but stealing glances at the handsome leader. "An oldie but goodie," he thought, his eyes taking in her full, still attractive figure. "She'll loosen up. They always do." Annette glided silently and gracefully to the front of the room and unhooked her simple loincloth. Frank's eyes lingered a moment on her small, almost adolescent breasts and the roundly fleshed thighs that framed her reddish-blonde triangle of pubic hair. "She's the perfect slave," Frank mused. "Practically simple-minded, and she'll do anything I want her to do!"

Jeannie followed Annette, keeping her eyes down, her reddish hair falling over her face as she stood naked in front of the class. Barbara admired her friend's apparent lack of self-consciousness, and she smiled encouragement at her as she returned to her place.

Next was Gerry, who made them all laugh by doing a quick bump and grind as she wriggled out of her brief hot-pants and tiny ribbed top. Petite and perfectly proportioned, she obviously wasn't shy, and Frank felt his long thick penis stiffen at the sight of her small, voluptuous body.

Then it was Barbara's turn. Frank leaned forward slightly in anticipation as she began to unbutton her neat cotton blouse.

Ralph's wife reddened with embarrassment as one article of clothing after another joined the heap on the floor. She had never undressed in front of anyone before, not even Ralph, and certainly not in circumstances like these. I mustn't resist, she ordered herself, fighting down the desire to bury her head in her hands and run out of the room. She could feel Frank's eyes on her, almost palpably burning into her trembling flesh as, clad only in her flower-printed nylon brassiere and panties, she reached behind her to unhook her brassiere. Her lushly sloping breasts, tipped with tantalizing circles of coral, fell forward as they were released from the confines of the tight garment. Finally she eased her panties down over her long, shapely thighs and started back to her place, anxious to be out of the glare of Frank's penetrating eyes.

"Not so fast!" he ordered. "Stand up and let us see you."

Burning with shame and embarrassment, Barbara did as she was told, wishing she could sink into the floor. Frank gazed at her lasciviously, enjoying her obvious humiliation almost as her statuesque proportions. She was blushing from head to toe, and the pink tinge of her naked skin was an exciting contrast to the pale blonde hair that hung almost to her waist and the darker blonde tangle of her pubic mound. After what seemed to Barbara an eternity, he nodded to her that she could go.

Last of all was Connie, who slipped out of her clothes casually, as though she didn't care. Frank's eyes narrowed with interest as she shed her clothes, revealing a full-hipped figure with fleshy, sloping buttocks and lushly swaying breasts tipped with cherry-red nipples. "Stay there," he ordered, as the sensual beauty started to leave.

"You've done very well so far, slaves," he said, turning his chair slightly so that he faced them. "But this is only the beginning. "You," he said, indicating Gerry, "come up here next to my chair, and you stand on the other side," he ordered Connie. "Spread your legs!" Nervously the two naked women obeyed. Without looking at either of them, he reached between their thighs and began fondling their naked vaginal entrances as he spoke.

"I've told you that you must submit. Do any of you have any idea just what it is you must submit to?" he asked, staring at the class with glittering eyes, his lips curled in a slight smile at the stunned expressions on the women's faces as they watched him brazenly caress the obscenely exposed girls. Connie's head was thrown back and her eyes closed, as though this was the most natural thing in the world, while Gerry was beginning to wriggle lewdly against his probing finger. With no further preparation, Frank inserted one of his fingers into each accessible vaginal sheath and pulled them even closer. "No? Then I'll show you. You." he commanded, nodding to Estelle. "Kneel down and unlace my pants."

The tall, curly-haired young man spread his legs, and the older woman knelt between his knees and fumbled with the leather thongs. The pants were designed with an overlapping flap which, once undone, revealed his mammoth, fully erect penis and round, hairy testicles.

"This is your master! This is whom you must serve!" he said intensely as his desire-swollen cock waved lewdly before him. He punctuated his words with sudden upward prods of his fingers which caused Connie and Gerry to cry out in obvious pleasure. "Pay him homage!" he suddenly barked at Estelle, who still knelt, trembling, on the floor between his knees. "Lick my cock and balls, slave!"

Barbara watched, repelled yet fascinated, as Estelle bent over the massively throbbing penis. All she could see from her position on the floor were the pale white orbs of the divorcee's trembling buttocks and the expression of glazed lust on Frank's face as he continued to fondle Connie and Gerry while the older woman slavered over his fiery loins.

Although Barbara knew she shouldn't resist anything, something about the extraordinary scene before her eyes was dark and disturbing. Yet, paradoxically, she could feel herself becoming excited too, and she felt compelled to struggle against the new feelings. Still, though, she couldn't take her eyes away from the lewd quartet! It was ... degrading, she thought, somehow shameful and wrong! But despite her revulsion she was riveted to the lurid scene taking place before her.

Suddenly Jeannie nudged her into attention. She had been so absorbed in registering her own reactions that she hadn't noticed that Frank's attention had turned to her.

"You!" he shouted, for what must have been the second or third time, judging from the angry look in his glittering blue eyes. "Come suck my cock!"

Barbara felt paralyzed, unable to move. She tried to force herself forward, but she felt as though she were rooted to the spot. She couldn't do that terrible thing! She couldn't! Even though she had performed the same act only the previous day on the burly leader of the entire commune, that had been different. It was private and alone, not in a room full of other women. Of course, she was unaware that Frank and Mara had observed every step of her erotic interlude with Coretti.

Seeing her remain in her place, Frank abandoned the trio of aroused women and stalked ominously over to her, moving sleekly like a cat. Towering above her, he seized his massively thick shaft and balls in his hands and practically shoved them into her face.

"I SAID, SUCK MY COCK!" he hissed threateningly.

"I ... I can't!" she wailed, suddenly breaking into hysterical tears and flinging her head down on Jeannie's lap. "I can't!"

Whack! the terrified young wife suddenly felt a stinging slap across her naked white buttocks, and another, and another. "You can hit me all you like," she sobbed. "But I can't do what you say," and she clung all the harder to Jeannie, as if for protection.

"I see," Frank said, suddenly calm. "You prefer other things to sucking cock! Very well! I'm reasonable! Lie down, slave," he suddenly ordered Jeannie, who was just as unnerved as Barbara at the strange turn of events. She knew just how brutal Frank could be if crossed, so quickly did as she was told.

Before Barbara could even register her reaction of shock and horror to his new commands, he had flipped her all the way over on her belly between Jeannie's legs and straddled her quivering body, pinning her down with his own weight.

He wants me to lick Jeannie down there! No! No! her mind screamed, and she arched and twisted her body, trying to escape.

"Submit," Frank ordered, and his voice was strangely sensual and soft, almost like a caress. "Submit," he said again forcing her head downwards towards Jeannie's wetly glistening cuntal slit.

"Oh God, help me!" she wailed, feeling degraded beyond anything she had ever thought possible. But it was almost as though Frank were forcing her to obey through a superior will.

"You must help yourself!" he commanded. "Now!"

Closing her eyes and fighting back her shame and revulsion as best she could, Barbara allowed him to push her head into the warmly fleshed triangle up between Jeannie's widespread legs. She could smell the musky female scent of her friend wafting up into her nostrils, and although she was at first disgusted by it, the sharp fragrance also charged her body with a certain excitement, and despite her anxiety, she felt the renewed stirrings of sexual passion. She opened her mouth and pushed out her tongue. At first, as her tongue licked delicately at the moist cuntal outer lips and she tasted the slightly tart female wetness, she recoiled, but as she continued, she found herself little by little losing her resistance. Shivering, she -rimmed her tongue around the reddish strands of curling pubic hair that lined the soft, pink cleft. Her probing oral member suddenly found the erect little clitoris, and she was startled to feel it harden and quiver with excitement when she brushed it lightly with her tongue.

"Mmmmmmmm," Jeannie moaned, as Barbara's warm tongue slid softly up and down over her moistening vaginal furrow. Waves of delight gushed through her sensual young body and she began to writhe with pleasure, pushing her wetly throbbing pussy up into her friend's face, opening up her vaginal passage as wide as possible. She could scarcely believe what was happening. Her prim, naive next-door neighbor, only a few days ago shocked at the mildest reference to sex, was licking and sucking her pussy, lying naked on the floor between her legs, while Frank Bogart straddled her, watching it all so lasciviously! The slim young teacher's hand was clasped tightly around his hard swollen cock-shaft, and he was stroking himself into a frenzy of lust as Jeannie writhed and twisted passionately under Barbara's tonguing.

Suddenly the young blonde wife felt him get off her body, and an instant later, his hands were on her hips, pulling her upward into a kneeling position. Her nakedly gleaming buttocks waved lewdly in the air, and although the awkward position increased her feelings of shame and humiliation, she didn't dare move for fear of arousing his anger.

Positioned behind her, Frank's eyes were glued to the obscene tableau. Barbara's long blonde hair fanned out around her shoulders and down her back in shimmering waves and cascaded lightly over Jeannie's widespread thighs. Then his attention turned to the fleshy, quivering mounds of Barbara's buttocks and the deep shadowy crevice that divided the two moon-like halves. He was consumed now with a passion so deep, so compulsive, that his mind flickered with the lewdest, vilest of thoughts. Reaching out with both hands, he gripped the soft, fleshy ass cheeks and spread them slowly apart, his eyes riveted to the brown, tightly puckered little anus that nestled up between them.

Barbara shivered as she felt his fingers flick teasingly up and down the length of her defenselessly upthrust rectal crevice. Oh no, she thought, he's going to do what Ralph did the other night! He's going to put his finger in there! I don't know if I can stand it! More accustomed to the lewd idea than she had been the first time, however, she had to admit that there was a tantalizingly exciting feeling attached to his fingers exploring her anal area, and she tried to relax into it, concentrating her attention on her oral ministrations to Jeannie's softly undulating cunt.

Then she felt his outstretched finger poised at the entrance to her rectal passage itself, and despite her efforts to submit, her body tensed and she began to struggle. But Frank gripped her tightly around the waist with one hand and, with iron cruelty, plunged the extended middle finger of the other into her tightly puckered nether hole.

Barbara emitted a shriek of pain and began bucking and twisting wildly. Her back passage felt as though it were on fire, although his finger had scarcely penetrated beyond the tight muscular ring at the entrance.

"Hold her down," Frank commanded the other women in the "class."

Suddenly Barbara felt Jeannie's legs lock around her back in a vise-like grip, while her hands clutched her hair and forced her head back down into the warmly perfumed vaginal slit. Barbara had never known such pain and degradation. Even Ralph's cruel treatment was nothing compared to this! She moaned and writhed but to no avail, for Jeannie held her head firmly, forcing the captive young wife to continue licking her pussy, while Frank forced his finger up her tight anal opening, inch by torturous inch, widening it and sending stinging shafts of pain through her whole body.

Then, without warning, it was over. Barbara felt his finger slip out of her shuddering anal passage, and for a moment, she felt a wave of relief that he was through with her. An instant later, however, she realized that her ordeal was not yet completed. He gripped her hips firmly with his hands, and then she was horrified to feel his thickly swollen penis throbbing with a hot excitement against her aching rectal entrance.

He'll tear me apart! Barbara thought wildly. I'll never be able to take his thing in there! It's too big! Stark terror overcame her as she felt the charged, rubbery head begin to press inexorably against her, stretching the tight sphincter farther than it had ever gone before. All she could do was let it push her forward until her face was crushed against Jeannie's wetly pulsating cunt.

He'll realize it doesn't fit, she thought, and he'll have to stop! But suddenly, with savage intensity, Frank plunged his massive tool forward with a vicious jerk, forcing the purplish head just inside her tightly clenched anus. Barbara screamed with pain. She felt she would faint from the searing, fiery sensations that shot through her back and bowels.

Taking his time and savoring every centimeter of his progress, Frank inched his lust-engorged cock up into her straining back passage, his brutal pleasure increased by her agonized cries. "Oooohhhhhh baby!" he grunted as he pushed his long, hot cock into the tensely throbbing interior of her rectum.

Impaled as she was from behind by Frank's rigidly thick cock that ripped into her rectal flesh like a burning sword, and gripped mercilessly in front by Jeannie, there was nothing the nakedly kneeling young wife could do but surrender. Surrender completely! Her body was racked with pain, and her mind was awash with shame and self-loathing.

Frank began to slowly fuck her in and out, each cruel sodomizing thrust widening the still tightly resistant rear channel. Jeannie twisted and jerked her hips, grinding her suddenly tingling pussy up into her friend's wetly smeared face. Frank increased his tempo, his dangling hairy balls slapping at the moistly quivering flesh of Barbara's vagina. In her most secret thoughts, she had never imagined such horrible things could happen to anyone ... much less herself.

Yet ... there was no denying it ... something else was beginning to happen as well. Another aspect of her personality, the strangely depraved creature she had only begun to know during her forced oral intercourse with Coretti, began to take her over again.

Her body rippled with a new excitement. She felt as if she were melting. Out of the humiliation and shame, she began to feel voluptuous waves of pleasure that made the pain bearable ... yes ... yes, even delicious! Without realizing it, she intensified her tonguing and relaxed her ass muscles, opening the way for Frank's slicing, pounding penis to come into her anal hole as deeply as he wanted. For all she cared he could tear her apart! Destroy her!

Sensing her new abandon, Frank thrust his blood-engorged tool deeper and deeper, his hips pumping furiously. Jeannie lost herself in the radiantly sensual feelings that suffused her hotly throbbing vaginal cave and moaned passionately under Barbara's wild tongue-fucking.

"OOOOOooohhhh yyyeeessss," she cried, as the kneeling young wife's quivering tongue plunged snake-like deeper and deeper into her madly convulsing pussy. "YYYEEESSSSSS!!!!!"

All three bodies heaved and twisted shamelessly, oblivious of the circle of amazed female faces that watched them. The threesome began to move in unison, their muscles straining under the brutalizing force of their rampant sexuality.

Frank grunted and heaved his burgeoning penis deeply into Barbara's rectal passage, and she received his iron blows with gasping ecstasy. She began to drive her nakedly rotating buttocks backwards, actually craving the hammer blows of his thick mighty organ deep inside her forever stretched rectum. It seemed to answer a deep, never before acknowledged need to be completely battered and used. It was as if all her nerve endings had been taken out of herself and thrust forcibly into a churning maelstrom of erotic sensation. She felt herself caught up in a whirling, boiling vortex of excitement. I'm cumming! she realized with amazement. I'M CUMMING!

As she began to convulse with the onrush of orgasm, grinding her naked buttocks back against Frank's heatedly pistoning cock, he could feel his white-hot sperm gathering in his throbbing balls, welling up and churning towards ultimate release. "Ah ... ahhh ... AHHH...." he moaned as the tension grew.

Jeannie also felt her excitement double. Her entire vaginal sheath seemed to contract and bear downward with violent intensity as Barbara, caught in the onrush of climax, whirled and rammed her tongue madly in her friend's hotly quivering pussy. "OOOOOOHHHH!" I ... I'm CUMMMMIIINNNGG!" she shrieked loudly, as her heated vaginal walls suddenly began to secrete the sweet aching essence that gushed forth and washed like a steaming vapor down her wildly spasming pussy, cascading over Barbara's plunging tongue and onto the kneeling young woman's face.

"AAAGGGGHHH!" Frank cried as his white hot sperm began shooting far up into the tightly convulsing rectum of his newest "slave." Barbara felt the boiling, surging river enter her hungrily milking rectum in a hot gush and spread throughout her trembling loins. Her sensually alive body felt as though it were shattering in a million pieces as her eagerly pulsating cuntal sheath gushed its own warm fluid in complete response to the mad climax that rocked the room. Closing her eyes, she could see wild explosions like starbursts of rocket fire behind her eyes, as she strained backwards, opening, opening, opening farther than she ever had before.

After draining the last of his thick, male fluid deep into her wildly clasping anal canal, Frank removed his still gorged, thick cockhead with a pop from her stretched and aching hole and slumped, exhausted on the floor. Barbara was shocked to realize that despite the torment, she felt strangely empty once it was gone. Jeannie, her passion also ebbing away, sank back on the floor, breathing heavily.

Finally released from their cruel grip, Barbara raised her battered young body upwards. As her mind swirled, trying to gain consciousness, she suddenly saw Connie, Gerry, Estelle and Annette watching her in stunned silence. In a chilling rush of awareness, she realized that they had witnessed the entire obscene spectacle to which she had not only been forced to submit, but which she had actually begun to enjoy. A sudden flood of shame washed over her, and she crumpled in a heap on the floor, wishing she could die.

"Oh no," she sobbed. "No ... no ... no...."