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His attention went back to rubbing my pussy with the head of his cock.

"Shush Kajal. Be patient, I'll stick it inside you in a minute," he replied to my non-existent words.

He pushed a finger inside me.

"Ooooh you're soaking fucking wet, you little slut," he gasped.

He fingered me hard and fast with wet slapping noises. I wondered if he was trying to get me off, but it wasn't going to happen. I looked down at my swollen pussy as I sat on the chair. At least now I knew why it was so puffy. He wasn't exactly gentle with his fingering. My sickness had subsided and my emotions were flipping from anger to intrigue. I turned this guy on so much that he wanted to fuck my unresponsive body. It was freaky, but flattering. I squished my thighs together and couldn't decide if I was wet with arousal or if more of this losers spunk had dribbled out of me. I was definitely juicing up.

I looked back at the laptop just as he finished assaulting me with his fingers.

"Nice and wet for my big cock Kajal. Mmmmm. I know you want it."

He pushed my legs further apart and pushed his cock straight into me. He let out a long groan as he enjoyed my unresisting snatch. He could do anything to me, I was completely out of it. I couldn't believe I hadn't woken up. He started to pound away at me. My tits jiggled like jelly as he trust in and out.

"So juicy and tight. Like a little virgin girl, Kajal. Exquisite."

He pulled out and slapped the head of his cock on my clit before stuffing it back in.

"Mmmm I know baby, you love it. Are you going to cum?"

I looked up at him.

"Really?" I mocked him. "What sort of a fucking loser are you?"

"A loser that's just spunked in your fuck hole babe. That's what sort. And I'm going to do it again now your conscious."

"Like hell you are."

"Shut up and watch."

He slipped out of me several times from his lack of control. Each time he slipped out his cock pushed against my pussy. It must have hurt him and it again explained why I was swollen and puffy. He switched positions and rolled me onto my side. He put me in what looked like the recovery position, with one leg straight and one leg bent. The camera man followed him and he penetrated me again and started to quicken his pace.

"I know sweetheart, I know. I'll cum in you soon, don't worry. I know how much you love a pussy full of cream."

I looked up at him again in disbelief. I didn't need to say "Really?" this time, my face said it all.

I looked back to the screen waiting for the inevitable grunt and thrust when he came. The camera zoomed right in and showed a pretty good shot of his cock banging away at me. Seeing my pussy spread open by his big cock was definitely making me wet now. There was no doubt about it. I almost wanted to see him cum in me out of curiosity.

"Oooooh baby yes, get ready. I'm going to cum in your cute little cunt," he said, as he slowed his pace and thrust deeper.

My body slumped forward and wobbled with each thrust, even though I was well toned. Three more thrusts and he was done. He groaned and pushed in deep as his first shot violated my cervix. He slid back and forth in a few short strokes and shot another pulse inside me. The camera caught the action perfectly as I watched his balls twitch and his cock pulse, expelling semen into my vagina. It was fascinating to watch his cock tense and relax like a snake shedding is skin. Several pumps later and he was done.

"Holy shit Kajal. You're such a little slut for letting me cum in you. Did you enjoy it."

He cupped his ear. "I thought so."

His dicked slipped out of me with a slurp and he looked down to admire his creampie he had given me.

"Enjoy it baby," he said and moved out of shot.

The camera wobbled as it changed hands and the other guy from the back of the people carrier appeared.

"Sloppy seconds time, Kajal," he said, undoing his jeans on his way to my lifeless body.

He didn't bother taking his jeans off. He just got on his knees, pulled them down and stroked his circumcised dick. Victor now had the camera and he moved around to get a shot of my messy cunt. He zoomed in and I saw his hand appear on my ass cheek as he spread my cheeks open to get a good shot. From the position I was in the cum was flowing into me and not out. My lips were spread open and I could see his creamy load just inside me. It clung to my pussy like glue and looked sexy as hell.

Victor's mate carried on with the imaginary conversation.

"I know baby, one load is never enough for a slut like you. Don't worry I'll fill you up too and when I'm done Paul's going to have a go on you."

So there were three of them after all. I didn't know where Paul was, but he hadn't appeared on the camera yet.

I watched as his mate carried on wanking himself off looking at my creamy hole. He was denying himself the pleasure of sliding into the sticky mess until the last minute. He was bigger than Victor, maybe seven inches.

"If he sticks that little cock in me its classed a gang rape. You know that don't you?" I said, trying to mock the size of his cock.

"It's a it late for 'ifs' and 'buts' princess," laughed Victor.

"Stop calling me that. It's annoying."

"Sorry princess," he laughed again.

His mate carried on wanking and it didn't take him long. He positioned himself so he could slide into me and carried on wanking.

"What's wrong?" I asked. "Can't you keep it up long enough to fuck a girl? You have to wank off instead?"

Just I said that he pushed his dick inside me and came instantly. He had got himself off from masturbating and just used my pussy to dump his load.

"Ahhhh fuck! that's wet," he groaned, as he emptied his balls into me.

"Of course its wet Sam," said Victor, from behind the camera. "I've just shot my load in it."

The fact they referred to my pussy as 'it' made me feel even worse. They didn't even see me as a person. Just a cunt to empty themselves into.

"You filthy pair of bastards!" I snapped, attempting to get up and move away from the screen.

"No no no," said Victor, pinning me back to the chair by my shoulders. "The shows not over yet bitch. Do you prefer being called bitch or princess?"

"Neither," I said, spitting at him.

It hit him on his cheek. He wiped it with his finger and sucked my saliva off it.

"Mmmm delicious," he moaned, "sweet like your pussy."

He pulled my hair and pushed my face towards the screen.

"One more to go Kajal."

Sam had pulled his slimy cock out of me and moved away. Another guy appeared who I assumed was Paul. He had his jeans off and was just wearing a T shirt. He was already hard and wanted me in a different position. He rolled me onto my back and lifted my neck from underneath. I knew what was coming next. He was about the same size as Sam and was shaved. He pushed his finger in my mouth and opened my passage. My throat was in line with my mouth and my head was upside down. A perfect angle to fuck my throat with. He played with my tits a little, tweaking my nipples and wiping his cock round my face.

The pretend conversation continued from him as it had with the others.

"What's that Kajal? You want me to cum in your mouth? Well lets try it out for size first."

"Did he cum in my mouth?" I asked impatiently.

"Keep watching and you'll see."

He pushed his dick between my unconscious lips. He came across a little bit of resistance as the tip of his cock must have entered my throat. He pushed past it and started pumping my face as though he was fucking someone's ass. He gripped my head and neck as he pounded my throat.

I looked away from the screen and covered my mouth, almost throwing up. I managed to keep it down.

"No wonder my fucking throats sore," I snapped.

"Yeah! He's not the most gentle when it comes to fucking," Victor laughed.

I turned back to the screen. It didn't take Paul long to cum. I saw the tell tale signs. I waited to watch him pump it down my throat, but he didn't. He pulled out and moved down in between my legs. He pushed into me and gasped at my full pussy.

"Ooooh Kajal you're so sloppy," he whispered. "You love a cummy pussy don't you? I've got a nice hot load for you. Here it comes."

He threw his head back and began shooting his cum into me. Victor zoomed in with the camera and showed my overfilled slit start to ooze spunk as it couldn't hold any more.

"Pull out a bit Paul. I don't want it leaking everywhere. I want her to wake up with a spunky mess inside her."

Paul pulled out so just his tip was inside me and finished his last few spurts. Before he pulled out he called Sam over.

"Sam grab her legs and keep them elevated, we don't want it leaking out."

Sam did as he was told and grabbed both my ankles and lifted my ass off the mattress as Paul unplugged his cock from my hole. There was no leakage. The cum stayed inside me. Sam held my limp legs up as though I was a prize stag that had been culled. Paul picked me up by my shoulders, ensuring he kept my pussy higher than my torso and they carried me out of shot. Presumably I was thrown in the broom cupboard to wake up with a leaking cunt. The video ended.

"Happy now?" I asked, "I watched your sick video now give me my clothes and let me go you dirty bastards."

"I will let you go Kajal, but not yet. Let me explain a few things to you," said victor, sitting down on the corner of the desk right next to me.

He looked me up and down, pausing at my pussy and boobs. I felt disgusted with him looking at me. Especially after what they had just done to me. Although, I was absolutely soaked between my legs. I'm pretty sure that if I got up I would leave a puddle on the chair. Being fucked while unconscious had turned me on like I never thought it would. I was surprised by my own feelings and it took me back to when Sunny Leone had first made me fuck five guys. Initial disgust and revulsion followed by wanton lust.

"Explain what?" I demanded.

"Well. We are a film crew just like Sunny Leone's business. We make films like her for the dark web. Unfortunately we have been losing a lot of business to Sunny Leone and its all thanks to you." Victor said, pointing at me.

"Me? What the fuck have I got to do with it?"

"You're the new star Kajal. Everyone loves your films. The creampie one, the bukkake one, the anal one and the one where you fucked your sexy sister. Clients can't get enough of you."

I sat up straighter feeling proud. It was strange to think of all those men getting off to me being fucked and abused.

"So to even up the odds we have kidnapped you and want a film of our own," he continued.

"Well now you have it, you can let me go. You could have just asked me. You didn't have to knock me out and rape me."

"It wasn't rape Kajal. You never said no."

"Fuck off. Even a loser like you knows that's not how it goes."

"Maybe not, but just look at it from my point of view. When we picked you up you were dressed like a high class call girl. You had no underwear on at all and you were soaking wet between your legs."

"None of that was meant for you, you sick fuck."

"No you were meeting Sunny Leone, but we got there first. She's not the only one who can track people and delve into their private lives."

"So you've been tracking me? Spying on me?"

"Something like that. Tell me Kajal, why were you so wet when we picked you up. Paul said he had stuck four fingers inside you in the back of the car before you got here, he said you were fucking sopping wet. Had you been playing with yourself before you went out."

"None of your business," I snapped. I thought back to Sunny Leone sending me the photos and my clit rubbing session in the kitchen. I hoped they hadn't unlocked my phone and found the messages.

"That's a yes then. You are a little slut aren't you princess. Did you use toys or just fingers."

He was getting off on this. Thinking of me fingering myself. I thought I'd try and gain an advantage.

"Yes Victor. I used my little finger. It was about the same size as your little cock."

"No need to be nasty Kajal. If I stuck it in your asshole you'd know about it."

I went quiet.

"Come on what did you really do?" he asked again, feeling my right breast. "You can tell me."

I slapped his hand away.

"Did you rub your little bean thinking of Sunny Leone," he mocked. "Pretending it was her getting you off. Did you cum?"

I looked him directly in the eye.

"I sat on the chair, pulled my dress up and rubbed my clitoris thinking of Sunny Leone's shaven cunt. I stopped short of my orgasm," I said defiantly.

"Holy shit. You're as filthy as you are in your films. So descriptive. No wonder you're so popular."

"Good. I'm glad we've got that cleared up. Now let me go, you have your film."

"That wasn't the film. That was just us having fun, showing you we mean business. I've got ten guys outside with nice hard cocks. They're going to be the film, with you as the star."

My heart sank. I thought I was about to get out of here and back to Sunny Leone. That obviously wasn't going to happen. I wasn't worried, just pissed off that my evening had been ruined after I'd waited so long to finally go on a date with her. Besides, a ten guy fuck fest wasn't going to be the worst ending to the evening. However I wasn't about to tell Victor I was willing.

"Anyone comes near me with a cock and they'll regret it. I have sharp nails and teeth."

"Now, now princess. Be nice," he whispered calmly, stroking my hair.

I batted him away.

"FUCKING. LET. ME. GO." I spelled it out to him in single words, through gritted teeth.

He pulled my hair and yanked my head back.

"YOU'LL. DO. AS. YOU'RE. TOLD," he replied, mimicking me.

He dragged me by my hair onto the mattresses as I struggled to keep my balance. He pushed me down and the other two came over to pin me down.

The sudden forcefulness felt exciting and dirty. My evening was ruined so being fucked by ten guys was a close second best. I wanted to be dominated by these men. Watching them fuck my unconscious body had turned me on too much and I needed to cum. This was all on my part to make them get rough with me.

"Get the ropes," snapped Victor. "Tie the bitch down."

"FUCK YOU! GET OFF ME," I shouted.

Paul got up and came back with pink nylon rope.

"How do you want her tied?" he asked.

"Arms first. Box tie her behind her back."

I was flipped over onto my front similar to how police officers arrest people. Sam sat on my legs and Paul and Victor pulled my arms behind my back. My arms were positioned as though they were folded in front of me, except they were behind me. He tied my left wrist to my right elbow and vice versa. I couldn't move my arms.

"Now her legs. Frog tie her, we still need access to her cunt."

Sam took my left leg and bent it at the knee as I struggled beneath them.

"Keep the bitch still," Sam hissed.

The other two put more weight on me pinning me down further. Sam pushed my bent leg back further until my heel touched my bum cheek. He tied my ankle to my thigh and then another tie at the knee. He repeated this on my right leg and they all jumped off me to admire their work.

I spat at them from my awkward position. I couldn't move my arms as they were folded behind me. I couldn't move my legs as they were folded underneath me. I felt helpless and so exposed and vulnerable. It felt amazing. I managed to get to my knees and closed my legs. I sat there kneeling in front of them with my arms behind my back.

"Fucking cunts," I shouted at them.

They burst out laughing making me feel more demeaned.

"Finish tying her properly and I'll get the hoist sorted out," said Paul to Sam.

"I'll sort the camera equipment and then we're good to go," replied Victor.

Paul and Victor wandered off.

Sam got more rope and started to almost wrap me in the stuff. He tied intricate knots along my legs. It was almost an artform for him. I kept still and let him get on with it. It was pointless struggling. The knots were tight enough to restrict me, but not enough to cut off the circulation. He wrapped both legs and moved on to my arms. He wrapped around above my breasts pinning my arms to my sides. Then he wrapped under my breasts pinning my arms further still. The rope was soft and bright pink and I had to admit I did look and feel extremely sexy.

Sam stepped back to check out the finished article. He looked pleased with the results. He moved nearer and moved me onto my front. Then he used my arms to hoist my ass into the air and spread my legs open. He stepped back to take another look.

"Perfect," he said.

I couldn't really move other than roll onto my side. I stayed where I was enjoying the feeling of being helpless and my genitals on display. My face was on the filthy mattress and my ass in the air like a dog. I craned my neck and saw Paul throwing ropes over a steel roof beam. There were four in total. He was making what looked like a sling of hammock suspended from the ceiling. There were no prizes for guessing where I was going next.

I looked in the other direction and saw Victor opening the large double doors and letting a group of men in. There were about ten of them just as he had threatened.

"Here she is, boys, just like I promised," announced Victor, pointing over to me bent over on the mattress.

I felt the cold air from outside blowing against my wet vulva and realised I was wet down the inside of my thighs too. There was no way it was their cum. This was all my own arousal and was feeling hornier than ever before. The anticipation of being strung up and fucked senseless was getting to me already.

"She's got a bit of a potty mouth today, but you'll still enjoy her," continued Victor.

The men gathered round taking it in turns to look at my exposed gash. They were commenting on my body as men do when they are in a group.

Victor came closer and pushed me over onto my back. I felt like a turtle struggling to right itself. I closed my legs. I wanted them to think I wasn't willing, when really I craved some cock inside me. The men came closer to see my tits and Victor got on his knees and wrenched my legs apart so they could get a closer look at my overhydrated cunt. I was getting juicier by the second.

"Look at those boys. Freshly shaved, tight and soaking fucking wet," said Victor, as he spread my labia with his fingers. He slapped my clit making me flinch.

"Bitch fucking loves it," he laughed. "Pussy grips like a vice, I came in it earlier."

He let go of me and stood up.

"Does she meet with your approval lads?" he asked, addressing the men.

There was a round of "fuck yeah", "dirty slut" and "can't wait" from the ten men.

"Good. Go and get ready, we're almost ready to start."

The men wandered off and started undressing.

"Ready for a ten guy creampie princess?" he asked me to come down to my level.

I spat in his face.

"Fuck you! I hope they fuck better than you do, you maggot dick."

"Charmed I'm sure. Have you ever been fucked on a swing before? Because you're about to be."

He nodded at Sam and Paul and they came over and picked me up. I was lifted onto the make shift hammock on my back. They tied me to the hammock with four more knots. One at each shoulder and one at each hip. It was surprisingly comfortable. The only things I could move were my neck and my legs. I could open and close my legs and tilt my head back, but that was all.

My view wasn't great either. I could see the four ropes stretching to the ceiling. If I lifted my head off the hammock I could see my tied legs, looking like two stumps, from my hip to my knees. My breasts were framed with rope and it made them bulge abnormally and restricted them. The way they were tied made my nipples extremely hard and sensitive.

Victor came over.

"We may not have the same budget as your girlfriend Sunny Leone, but it works," he said. "Are you going to behave yourself or do we need to gag you?"

"Come closer," I whispered, "I need to tell you something."

He cautiously came nearer, tilting his head so his ear was nearer my mouth.

"How can I suck cock if I'm gagged you fucking moron?" I whispered.

He stepped back astounded at what I'd just said.

"Really? You're going to do that?"

I nodded and licked my lips.

"No biting," he said, waggling his finger at me.

He understood that I wanted it. He walked away shaking his head in disbelief.

"Right gentlemen," he addressed the men, who were now naked. "She's got three holes available to you, but your cum must go in her vagina."

It felt weird hearing him call it a vagina. It didn't sound right.

"She's like a bitch on heat when she gets going, but do not let her climax. We're saving that for the end. I repeat do not make her cum. Do you understand?"

"Yes," was the rhetorical reply.

"Well its first come first served so get on with it, cameras are rolling. "

Paul and Sam were videoing it on hand held cameras and gave the thumbs up.

The men practically raced over to me, to see who was going to fuck me first. Their dicks bobbing up and down as they ran. It was quite a sight to behold. They were different shapes and sizes. Some were shaved and some were some hairy. They were all pretty big, none of them were smaller than six inches. I felt helpless and closed my legs as the first one got to me. It didn't matter, he just pushed my legs back until my pussy stuck out from between them and slipped straight inside me with no problem at all.

I was at perfect fucking height both ends. One guy pulled my head back and stuffed his cock in my mouth and started pumping my face just like Paul had done. I fucking loved being spit roasted and hoped it would make me cum hard and quick.

The guy fucking me opened his legs slightly and another guy got down on his knees between my legs and started licking my asshole. The fact a pair of balls was slapping into me didn't seem to bother him. He licked my ass until it was nice and lubricated and then pushed two fingers inside me. He fingered my ass quickly as my other two holes were abused relentlessly. It must have been to much for the guy in my mouth because he pulled out and swapped with someone else. This guy was dribbling pre-cum already at the sight before him and I swallowed it down like precious nectar. During the changeover I caught a glimpse of the other men standing round me wanking off to stay hard, waiting for their turn in one of my holes.

After about five minutes the guy fucking me announced he was about to cum. The guy licking and fingering my ass moved out of the way.

"Fuck! She's tight and juicy," he said, "I'm gonna cum."

The guy in my throat pulled out and I looked down to see Sam with a camera right where the guy had been kneeling to finger my asshole. It must have been a good angle to see his cock pulsing as he expelled his sperm into me. I felt the warm gush and the pump, pump, pump of his shaft. My head was pulled back and another strange hairy cock was forced into my mouth. He tasted of sweat and cock juice as he started his assault.

My pussy suddenly felt empty as the guy pulled out, but not for long. He was replaced with another cock in less than a second and the fucking continued. He spread my legs open and I didn't resist as he fucked me hard and rough and came in less than a minute. I wanted to say something derogatory about his lack of prowess, but my mouth was full. This wasn't going to take long. I'd taken two loads in less than six minutes, they certainly weren't studs.

Being tied with my arms behind me made me feel utterly helpless. There was absolutely nothing I could have done about it. They could do whatever they wanted to me and I loved every second of it.

Victor threw a marker pen over to the guy that had just cum in me. He caught it and made a tick mark on my belly below my navel. He passed it to the first guy who had fucked me and he did the same. They were marking themselves off on me. Two down and eight to go. It made me feel even more worthless and even more horny and I felt the first glimmer of an orgasm from deep within.

The third guy got between my legs and decided to go for my asshole. He wiped the head of his cock over my slimy slit and plunged straight into my anus. It took me by surprise and I squeaked a stifled squeak with a mouthful of sweaty dick.

The guy didn't care, he fucked me roughly saying disgusting things about me.

"My god she's got a tight little shitter," he said.

"Hurry up and cum in her I want to use her other holes. I've done her mouth already, I'm gonna do her ass and cunt to make it a full set," said another guy.

I was feeling so filthy that I started sucking the guy in my mouth and engulfing his shaft with my tongue. He felt it and pulled out and held his cock out. As the guy fucked my ass I was pushed forward on the swing and I sucked the other guy inside. I licked his shaft on the outstroke trying to get him to cum for me. I was craving a mouthful of fresh spunk and this whole scenario was driving me wild with desire.

"Have you seen this dirty slut sucking my cock?" he said. "She's fucking loving it."

"Cum in my mouth and I'll fucking swallow it," I slurped, speaking for the first time since they started fucking me.

One of the guys standing nearby started to complain, directing it towards Victor.

"I thought this was a rape scene we were filming?" he said. "This bitch seems to like it."

"What can I say," replied Victor, "she obviously loves being raped by ten big cocks."

"I'm pretty helpless in this position," I said. "There's not a lot I can do about it so I might as well enjoy myself. Does it make you all feel powerful raping my young body whilst I'm tied up?"

"Shut up you little skank. A woman like you entices men to do this to you. You were asking for it," snapped one of the guys.

"Actually I wasn't asking for it, but I am it now you filthy cunts. Is this the best you can do? Why don't you get someone in here who knows how to fuck a woman properly," I goaded them. "None of you can get a real woman. You have to tie one up and force fuck her."

A cock was shoved into my mouth to shut me up. I moved my head back and spat it back out.

"I'm not finished speaking yet," I snapped. "I bet none of you have ever made a woman cum before."

I was enjoying the verbal abuse I was hurling at them. I was losing the plot.

"Unfortunately for you a lot, I love being fucked. I've had worse than this. If you fucking losers get off on raping non-consenting girls then you're in for a disappointment. I want fucking by all of you. Fill my pussy up, see if I care."

The guy in my ass had pulled out and was ploughing my pussy. Short shallow strokes in and out as he listened to me trying to degrade the men. He obviously enjoyed a strong woman, fighting back because he started to ejaculate in me.

"See! At least this guy knows how to fuck. That's it big boy fill me up with your seed," I gasped.

He pulled out as he finished, marked my belly with the pen and walked off. I was left spread open with no-one moving in to fuck me.

"What's wrong with you all. I'm here open and ready. Give me some more cock." I shouted.

The guy who had been complaining in the first place got between my legs. I slapped my clit hard with cock and literally rammed it inside me. His balls slapped against my wet ass as sperm oozed from my overfilled snatch. He gripped my hips and pounded into me as hard as he could.

"If you want fucking like a skank, I'll fuck you like a skank," he said, gritting his teeth.

"Is that all you've got," I mocked, "I thought you were going to give me good fucking."

He looked at me through hateful eyes, pulled out of my pussy and rammed it into my ass. It hurt like fuck, but I loved it. This is what I wanted. The show was all too rehearsed for my liking. I wanted real emotions from these men. I wanted them to fuck me hard and treat me like a whore. It was working.

"Take it in your filthy ass then, you fucking whore," he shouted. "See how you like that."

My orgasm was building from being treated this way. He banged in and out of me as I sucked on another large hairy cock. The men seemed more angry now after I had insulted their sexual prowess. They all wanted in on the action and were jostling for position to see who was going next. It felt incredible.

 

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"Hurry up and spunk in it," said one of the guys, as he stroked his cock. "I'm about ready to cum and I'm going next."

"Fuck off. I'm next," said another, "Fucking bitch needs teaching some manners."

Victor intervened, "Calm down lads you'll get to use her, she's trying to get you all riled up against each other. Don't let her get to you. Don't fuck her pussy too hard either. We need to keep as much spunk in her as possible for the end scene."

I didn't know what the end scene was, but I liked the idea of being filled to the brim with man milk.

The guy in my ass pulled out, jerked his cock three times and pushed the tip into my sopping cunt. He pumped his load into me.

"I win slut," he said.

He marked my belly and wrote 'SLUT' under my boobs and then walked off.

"Didn't take you long," I said after him, "A little premature are you?"

He didn't answer.

The guy who wanted to go next had almost lost his load before he stuck it in my pussy. The first squirt hit my clit and belly before he pushed in and emptied himself.

"Now that's fucking premature ejaculation," I laughed at him, " was it too much for you petal?"

He looked embarrassed and made a hasty retreat with the others.

"Awwww you forgot to mark that one off on my belly," I said in a cutesy tone, "poor little mite."

The next guy stepped in and started slowly fucking my ass. He marked off another tick on my naked body for his mate, avoiding the cum splash, and carried on with a steady slow pace.

My pussy now seemed off limits. It was just being used to dump cum into. They were getting them selves off by either jerking off, fucking my ass or having me suck them to the point of cumming.

I slurped away on the cock in my mouth. I was desperate to get one of them off and swallow their load, but they were resisting. I was beginning to wonder why they wanted my pussy so full and what they had in store for me, when I was suddenly tilted backwards on the hammock. Victor and one of the other guys had the ropes which were attached to pulleys on the ceiling and I was being tilted backwards, almost upside down.

"That should stop of cunt from spilling out," said Victor. "Fill the bitch up we've not got long."

From my new position the guys had to get on their knees to fuck my face, but could still stand to do my ass and fill my snatch. My pussy was above me and my anus easily accessible. The guy fucking my ass came in my pussy like the others had and moved away. He marked my belly with mark number six. The guy I'd been sucking moved up and emptied his balls into me also. He didn't even bother fucking me. I felt so used and filthy it was incredible. I hadn't cum yet, but it was definitely there under the surface. I needed clitoral stimulation, but they had been told not to make me cum. My erect little bean was sticking out big and proud dying to be touched, but they were obviously waiting for a big ending. At least I hoped the ending involved my climaxing. I needed to cum so badly it was almost painful.

Another cock was stuffed into my mouth and another in my ass. I got a rough ass fucking as he kept pulling all the way out, waiting for my ass to close and then ramming back in hard. The camera continued to film closeups of all the action.

The guy in my mouth was only young, maybe twenty. He seemed nervous and inexperienced. I sucked him hard and licked his ridge with my tongue. I knew he wouldn't last long so I took the opportunity to belittle him and make him spunk in my throat. I took his seven inches as deep as I could to give him as much stimulation as possible. I clamped my mouth shut and bobbed back and forth as my ass was fucked at the same rhythm. He lasted less than ten seconds before he started to cum. He knew it was too late and tried to pull out, but I kept my lips clamped tight round the base of his shaft.

"No, No, No," he cried, as jets of red hot semen filled my throat.

He managed to pull away and I opened my mouth to receive the rest of it. He coated my lips, face and neck with his remaining squirts, realising he wouldn't make it to my pussy to deposit his load.

"Hahahaha," I laughed, licking up his thick sperm from my lips and swallowing hard. "Looks like I'm too much for some of you losers. Anyone else wat to feed my their cum?"

"You stupid bitch," cursed Victor. "This won't work. You're still gonna get ten loads in that cunt of yours. Anyone up for a second round?"

He looked around the room looking for a volunteer. Paul put his hand up from behind the camera. He handed the camera to one of the others and got undressed.

The guy in my ass finished and I felt him fill me with load number eight. Another guy appeared wanking his cock furiously. He dipped his tip into me and gave me load number nine.

"Fucking spunk dump bitch!" he said, as he marked off the numbers.

I was now so full of semen that it was starting to leak out of me. Due to my upside down position, it was slowly running over my throbbing clit, over my mound and onto my belly. I knew that if I squeezed my pussy muscles I could force most of it out, but I was intrigued to see where this was leading.

Paul came over and slapped his cock on my forehead.

"Last load princess," he said, "lets see what your whore mouth feels like now your conscious."

He pushed into my mouth slowly, holding his foreskin back. He teased me with it. I stuck my tongue out to accept him and he pushed in as far as he could. My eyes watered and as he pulled out a huge gush of saliva spewed out. He wiped it on his cock, stroked it a few times enjoying the slippery feeling and then pushed back in. He wasn't going to make the same mistake as the young guy. He fucked my mouth for a minute or so and then moved up to my ass.

"Might as well make it all three holes, eh princess?" he said, pushing it into my ass.

"Hurry up and fill my cunt you dirty bastard," I said. "I've got places to be."

He banged away at my ass with as much ferocity as he had with my throat when I was passed out. It hurt with every stroke of his fat cock. If he'd carried on I swear I would have cum from the pleasurable pain, but he came before I could get going.

My pussy was literally overflowing as he slid his helmet into me to deposit his load. Nine loads was my maximum limit apparently. Most of his spunk dripped over my clit and down onto my tits.

"I think she's full," laughed Paul, marking off load number ten.

"OK guys, well done," said Victor, "I hope you all enjoyed her. You can stay for the end scene or get changed and go. It's up to you."

The wannabe rapists gathered round me in various states of undress. They formed a circle so they could all see me hanging upside down on the rope hammock. Through the crowd I saw Victor gathering three large cylindrical shapes. I knew exactly what they were and felt my excitement building to new levels. He was going to make me cum after all.

He parted the crowd and stood in front of me with three Hitachi style magic wand vibrators. My ex-girlfriend had used one on me before, they were extremely powerful and gave very strong vibrations. They looked like a microphone with a large handle and a ball shaped end. The ball was the bit that did all the work.

"Now then princess. Do you want to cum in front of all these lovely gentlemen?" he asked me, waving his arm in the direction of the crowd.

I wanted to say something about them being losers and rapists and not gentlemen, but I thought better of it. I wanted to cum more than anything and didn't want to upset them any further.

"You know I do," I said submissively.

"Well, what do you say then?"

"Please make me cum," I begged, with pleading eyes.

He put the vibrators on the floor. He got low down near my face and used his fingers to wipe the young guys cum off my chin and neck. He held them out and I sucked on them greedily.

He looked back at the crowd and laughed. "Is this a dirty slag or is this a dirty slag?" he asked, rhetorically.

"I'm a dirty slag," I repeated. "Make me cum, pleeeeaaaasssseee."

"Looks like princess's potty mouth and abuse has subsided. I think we can make her cum don't you lads?"

"Tease the bitch first, make her beg for it," said one of the crowd.

Victor picked up the vibrator and switched it on. He stroked it across my collar bone and neck. The vibrations were strong, but the wand wasn't on maximum power. It hummed across my skin sending a shiver up my spine. I longed for stimulation and I was finally getting some. My roped breasts bulged as he moved the wand up onto my nipples. The were as hard as diamonds and I gasped as the vibrations hit each one of them in turn. He held the wand on my right nipple and picked one of the other ones up off the floor. He switch it on and stimulated my other nipple varying the pressure. The frequency of the humming got stronger and quieter as he applied more or less pressure. I moaned uncontrollably as the pressure increased. I could feel it through my rib cage.

"Does the slutty princess like that?" Victor whispered. "Does it feel nice?"

"Mhhhhmmm," I nodded, "Yes, put it on my clitty."

"Patience bitch," he scolded. "I'd ask if its making you wet, but you're already brimming with spunk."

"I'm so full of your filthy cum boys. Now it's my turn."

I felt like a animal strung up in front of them. I was like a freak at the circus, with a audience there to watch me in my most intimate moment. My moment of climax.

Victor moved the wands onto my belly, across the word 'SLUT' and the ten marks of ownership. I could feel the vibrations deep in my belly and my anticipation of clitoral stimulation was driving me insane. My legs were spread as wide as I could exposing as much of my pussy to him as possible. My little bean was harder than ever before and craved attention as it pointed to the ceiling. He pressed harder and moved nearer to my mound. I hoped he was going to keep moving and put them on my clit. I was ready to explode. He stopped short and I moved on the swing to try and get the wands where I wanted them. Blood was rushing to my head from being upside down, but my genitals were also throbbing and engorged with blood.

"Not yet princess!" he laughed, feeling me trying to speed up the process.

"I need a volunteer," he said, looking at the crowd.

The young guy who I had made cum in my mouth stepped forward.

"Take these two vibes and keep them pressed here, on the crease of her thighs, either side of her mound. Do not move them."

He obeyed and kept the pressure on me. I was juicing up now and cum was leaking out of me mixed with ten loads of spunk. It was dripping slowly down my belly due to gravity, giving my skin a shiny sheen.

Victor picked up the last vibe and moved behind me. He switched it on and pressed it against the small of my back, next to the crack of my ass. The vibrations emanated up my spine and deep into my body. He moved it onto my puckered asshole and kept light pressure. The tingling in my belly was reaching its peak. He might have been a freak, but he knew how to read my body. He knew my climax was imminent, but he kept on teasing me.

"Keep those wands pressed on her mound," he said, to the premature ejaculator. "Don't move them, whatever happens and stay out of the camera shot."

He looked over his shoulder and saw Sam zoomed in on my dripping cunt. The guy moved to the side so as not to block the view.

Victor was in charge of my orgasm. I knew that and so did he. He pushed a little harder with the wand against my anus and I started to quiver. He took the pressure off completely.

"Pleeeaseeee," I begged.

He put it back on and moved it nearer to my overfilled gash. It was lightly buzzing against my perineum as he continued to tease me.

"Make sure those cameras are ready guys. This whores going to erupt any minute."

My whole mid-section felt like it was vibrating and I realised what the end scene was going to be. I opened my mouth wide and gasped in anticipation. It almost made me cream myself there and then at the thought of what was coming, but I held it back waiting for Victor to trigger me.

Victor used his spare hand and turned the power up on all three wands to maximum. This was going to be my explosive orgasm ever, I could feel it building within my very soul. The disgusting things that had happened to me in the last few hours flashed in front of me as I began to feel light headed. My unconscious body being raped, being strung up and continually raped by ten strangers and now this.

"Make me cum," I begged, again. "Pleeaseeee just touch my clit."

Victor pushed hard with the wand into my premium and then came off the pressure almost removing it from my skin.

"Touch it. Put it in my clitty," I was almost in tears.

Hard and long then releasing to soft. The guy with the other vibrators did the same in time with him. All three wands in unison, one either side of my mound and one just below my pussy hole, forming a triangle. I felt strong vibrations and then virtually none, over and over.

"Make me fucking cum," I sobbed.

"Poor little princess whore," he mocked.

Victor finally gave in and moved the vibe very gently across my swollen cunt and finally onto my clit.

As soon as it touched my throbbing bean he pushed harder.

I came instantly, strong and hard. My pussy contracted with the first shock wave of intense pleasure and spunk and cunt cream erupted from my open gash. It shot up several inches into the air like a geyser and then headed south to my open mouth. The aim wasn't great, being upside down, but most of it hit its mark. There was a large 'splosh' as it filled my eager mouth and splashed all over my face. My pussy erupted again with just as much force as the first time, as I came over and over. More hot creamy liquid shot from my body and cascaded down to my face as I swallowed the first load. It was thick and salty and tasted delicious. The taste of it made me cum even harder and the room started to spin. I had never cum so hard in my life. The build-up and the filthy acts I'd done had had a primal effect on me and I started to black out. They kept the pressure on my pussy as I came over and over, squirting like a fountain and convulsing and writhing on the hammock like an escapologist trying to remove a strait jacket.

I heard a huge roar come form the crowd as I came like a volcano, in an endless orgasm that felt like nothing on earth. My pussy contractions and intense feeling of pleasure never seemed to subside. The room started to close in on me and my vision blurred. I finally passed out mid orgasm and saw nothing but blackness.

I don't now how long I'd been out, maybe a few seconds, maybe a few minutes. When I came round I was being cut down from the hammock and dropped onto the mattresses. The crowd had dispersed and people were leaving. I was covered in a thin layer of slimy liquid and wasn't sure if it was spunk or my own pussy juice.

I looked up at Victor and Sam as the checked to see if I was alright.

"She's coming round," said Sam.

"See I told you she was fine," replied Victor, "Did you enjoy your pussy eruption?" he asked me.

"Holy fuck! What happened." I asked, still feeling light headed.

"You passed out from your orgasm. It was too much for you."

"You're telling me. I thought my head was going to explode. I've cum hard before, but not like that."

"See we're not all that bad after all, once you get to know us," he laughed.

I suddenly felt like I was betraying Sunny Leone. I had thoroughly enjoyed my night of rape and filthy sex, but now started to feel guilty that I shouldn't have been so willing and eager.

Sam started untying me as I lay on the mattress recovering. Victor went over to fetch the camera from the table.

"You were incredible Kajal," Sam whispered to me. "Absolutely incredible. I've never seen anything like that before. You shot cum out of your pussy like a guy ejaculating. It was like you came in your own face. I'm still fucking hard now thinking about it."

I smiled coyly as Victor came back with the camera.

He held the back screen out so I could see it and back tracked to the moment I climaxed.

I watched in fascination as my cunt exploded and shot cum several inches into the air. The camera stayed focused on my pussy as the second squirt erupted and then a third. My own ejaculate was mixed with ten loads of freshly deposited jizz, most of which was now in my belly. The camera panned down and I watch my eyes roll back in my head, after swallowing and convulsing and I passed out.

"Pretty fucking impressive princess," said Victor. "Looks like I know how to make a girl cum after all."

"I've never climaxed like that," I replied. "I've been close to passing out, from pussy licking, but I've never actually passed out."

"You have now. Once you're untied you can get dressed and leave."

He threw a roll of tissues at me and walked off and starting packing the equipment away into a heavy duty transport case.

Sam finished untying me and I straightened my body out on the grubby mattress to regain some circulation. My legs, chest and arms showed rope marks from being tied for so long. I looked down at my pussy. It was slimy and sticky from the residue of my experience. I wiped it off with the tissues and shuddered as I rubbed over my clit. It was still ultra-sensitive. I cleaned myself up as best I could and dropped the used tissues onto the mattress. I could smell cum and still taste it in the back of my throat, it was as though I had bathed in it. I practically had.

"Where's my clothes," I asked, walking over to the table.

"Pauls gone to get them. They are still in the people carrier," said Victor, not looking up from his tasks.

"How do I get home?" I asked.

"Not my problem princess." He threw more things into the case, practically ignoring me.

"I wish you wouldn't keep calling me that. It just pisses me off."

"I know. That's why I do it."

"So you're' just leaving me here."

"Like I said, its not my problem. Get a taxi or something."

"I don't have any money."

"And you wonder why I call you princess," he laughed. "Call your girlfriend then. Maybe she'll still want you after what we've done to you. I'd probably take a shower first though, unless she likes a cummy pussy."

Paul arrived with my clothes and handed them to me. I slipped my dress on and my boots followed by my coat. I immediately felt more secure and confident.

"Bag?" I snapped.

Paul picked my bag up off the table and threw it at me. I missed the catch and it landed on the mattress in front of me.

"Useless bitch!" he said. "Typical woman. Only good for one thing."

I picked it up and fished my phone out. Paul and Victor stopped what they were doing and looked over at me, chuckling to themselves.

"What?" I hissed.

"Nothing," they replied, nudging each other.

I pressed the home button on my phone and looked at the display. My screen saver had been changed to a picture of me lying un-conscious with cum dribbling out of my pussy. Paula and Victors cocks were also in the shot, kneeling next to me. They must have taken it after they made their first film and dumped me in the broom cupboard..

"Sick fuckers! Fuck you!" I shouted , flipping them my middle finger and walking out of the double doors.

It was dark outside as I thumbed through my twenty seven missed calls and messages. They were all from Sunny Leone.

"Where are you?"

"You missed the pickup. Driver can't find you"

"Are you making your own way here?"

"Where are you?"

"You're worrying me now."

"Why aren't you answering?"

The list went on and on. Then she'd tried calling me. She must have been worried sick.

I looked back at the abandoned warehouse. It was in the middle of nowhere, no-one would have heard me shouting. The people carrier was there, but no other vehicles.

I rang Sunny Leone on the way to the main road, trying to find my bearings. She picked up after the second ring.

"Where the hell are you Kajal. I've been worried sick."

"Kidnapped and fucked like you did to me when we first met. Can you come and pick me up?"

"What? Who by? Are you ok?"

"I'm fine, just come and get me. I'll explain when you get here."

"Where are you?"

"I have no idea. Can you track my phone? I'm on an industrial estate in the middle of nowhere."

"I'll find you. Stay put."

The phone went dead just as the people carrier sped past with three men aboard.

My anger towards them was at boiling point. I picked up a rock and threw it at the vehicle. It missed by a mile.

After thirty five minutes I saw headlights coming towards me. It was a Silver people carrier. I hoped it was Sunny Leone, but I hung back in the shadows in case it wasn't. I'd learned my lesson about getting into unknown vehicles.

It pulled up level with me and the door burst open. It was Sunny Leone, still dressed in her sexy black dress with a long black coat.

She threw her arms around me and held me tight. I burst into tears from relief and anger.

"It's ok Kajal, get in the car." she reassured me, rubbing my back.

We got into the car and it sped off.

"What the hell happened? Tell me everything."

I gave her the summary about Victor and his gang, the rape of my sleeping body, the filming and my eventual consent and enjoyment and then the massive orgasm.

"I know this guy," she said. "He's a complete amateur at this sort of thing. A total asshole."

"How did he find me?"

"Tracked our text messages after seeing you online. He's a wannabe, but he's small. No financial backing, so he hides out in places like this and moves around so we don't find him."

"What about the film he's got of me?" I asked, calming down and regaining my composure.

"I'll get our technical guy to hack them and take it down. Then we'll find this asshole and have a word with him. He's been pissing us off for some time."

"It wasn't all bad. I enjoyed the fucking and being tied up. It was his attitude towards me that annoyed me. He thinks women are just somewhere to empty his balls."

"Yeah that sounds like him alright. He needs teaching some manners. Are you sure you're ok?"

"Really Sunny Leone I'm fine, just pissed off we didn't get our date."

"We'll do it some other time. We need to get you home and showered. You stink of sex," she smiled.

"After the amount of cum they pumped into me, so would you," I laughed.

"Its nice to see you smiling again. Don't feel guilty it wasn't your fault," she placed her hand on my thigh.

I looked her in the eye. Along lasting deep stare. She knew what I was thinking before I did.

"You know Kajal, I hear revenge porn is quite popular at the moment. Revenge is always sweet against wankers like this guy," she winked at me.

"I already know exactly what I'd do to him if you find him," I smirked.

"We will find him. Just let me know what you need and I'll make it happen," she said, more seriously.

I sat back with a big smile on my face and closed my eyes. I was exhausted.

We eventually stopped at the top of my street. I thanked Sunny Leone for coming to my rescue, kissed her goodbye and walked back to my apartment. After my initial disgust towards Victor, I had had an amazing evening, but I needed some sleep. I stripped off without showering, I was too exhausted. I got into bed and snuggled under the covers.

If Sunny Leone was true to her word, then my revenge was just around the corner.

My pussy tingled as I stood in front of my victim as my first time as a dominatrix. I was dressed up and ready for action. I thought back over the day's events that had bought me to this point.

Sunny Leone had contacted me in the morning, with a simple text which read:-

"We've got him."

I text back.

"Great. Send your driver for me. I'll be there shortly."

I'd waited an hour for pickup and was taken to the secret filming location where Sunny Leone worked. I had been there many times before and knew the routine. I was led to a private room, similar to a plush hotel room, which I had been in previously. When I got to my room, Sunny Leone was already there waiting for me.

I threw my arms around her and kissed her long and sensually on the lips. She tasted sweet and smelt amazing. Her body was warm and firm against mine and I felt instantly at ease being in her company again.

"It didn't take long for you to find the bastard," I stated, pulling away from her embrace.

"You know me Kajal. When I put my mind to something, it happens," she replied.

"Where did you pick him up from?"

"We tracked his phone and snatched him from his house after we drugged him. Just like we've done to you a few times. Remember?" she winked at me.

"How could I forget? It seems such a long time ago," I replied.

"I know exactly what you mean," she said, patting my ass.

"I'm still gutted that we didn't get to go on our date," I said, looking into her big blue eyes.

"Me too Kajal. It would have been a great night if it hadn't been for Victor kidnapping you."

"Will we re-schedule after this is over?"

"You bet your sexy ass we will. I was so excited before, that I nearly got myself off before I left the house," she giggled. " I had a little rub of clit, but stopped short of making myself cum."

"Oh my god. I did the exact same thing," I laughed.

We gazed into each other's eyes. A little longer than we should have done. I wanted her right there and then, but we had work to do.

I broke her gaze and sat on the edge of the bed.

"So... What have you got in mind for Victor?" she asked me, sitting next to me on the bed.

"Humiliation and domination. He has no respect for women and he treats them like dirt. I want to give him a taste of his own medicine, let him know how it feels to be on the receiving end."

"OK. It sounds good to me so far. What do you need from me? I have people, toys, cameras, outfits, restraints, you name it and I'll get it organised."

"I was wondering if Stacey was here today?" I asked.

"No Kajal, sorry she's on holiday. Why do you ask?"

"I need another bi-sexual female and I thought she'd be up for it," I said, looking at me feet in disappointment.

"Natalie's here. She's bi. You can have her if you like. I'd volunteer myself, but I want to film the event. I also want to see how you perform on the other end of the abuse for a change."

"Natalie? Wow she'd be perfect. She's the one with the delicious smelling panties right?"

"Hehe, you remembered. Yes that's her. Gets men hard with a just a whiff of her underwear," she laughed.

"Would she be willing to fuck me and tease this guy, with me as her dominatrix?" I asked.

"Of course she'd jump at the chance. I like your thinking," she replied.

"I need two willing guys as well. Preferably with big cocks. Eight inch plus. I also need a cock ring and a slutty outfit."

"Whatever you need Kajal. It's yours. Shall we go to the dressing room and pick some things out?" she said, standing up.

"Let me take a pee first," I said. "Then we'll go and get ready."

I got up and walked to the en-suite bathroom, undoing my jeans on the way. I turned and sat on the toilet pulling my jeans and knickers down in the process. I looked up to see Sunny Leone standing in the doorway watching me.

 

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She lifted her head in a slight upward nod signifying me to open my legs so she could watch.

"Really? I forgot how this gets you going?" I said.

"You know I love seeing you pee. Let me see it," she said lustfully.

I sat back on the toilet and leaned against the wall, opening my legs wide in the process to expose my vulva.

She gasped and pushed her hand down the front of her skirt an into her underwear.

"Do it for me," she begged, "let me see it."

I relaxed and felt the pee dribbling out of me into the bowl with a tinkling sound. I didn't take my eyes of hers.

I saw her hand slowly rubbing herself under her skirt and the look of ecstasy on her face as she watched me urinate in front of her.

The last few drops trickled out of me and I wiped myself and pulled my panties and jeans back up.

"All done. Sorry. Its time to go to work," I said, flushing the toilet and joining her in the doorway.

She pulled me close and kissed me hard on the lips, forcing her tongue inside my mouth and pinning me to the doorframe with one hand. Her hand left her knickers and came up to my mouth. She pushed her fingers up to my face and I got an instant smell of her pussy from her wet fingers. She forced her fingers into my mouth and I sucked on them greedily, moaning at the taste of her delectable pussy.

She pulled away.

"Dirty bitch!" she snapped, with a huge smile on her face.

"Fucking tease!" I snapped back.

She walked off and I followed her to the dressing room already feeling aroused.

I had forgotten how huge and well stocked the dressing room was. Rows of clothes, shoes, uniforms, sex toys, jewellery and an array of other things.

Sunny Leone got on her phone and called Natalie.

"Nat? Its Sunny Leone. I have a job for you with Kajal. Can you bring four well hung guys with you too? We're in the dressing room."

She hung up the phone and walked over to me. I was looking at the black dominatrix gear. It was latex and PVC in an array of styles and sizes. There were whips, restraints, long boots, hats and gimp masks.

"No Kajal. This will be too over the top. It won't suit you. I have a better idea," she said, in her school teacher tone.

"Like what?" I quizzed.

"I think a sheer full body stocking, with thigh high leather boots and a riding crop. Then a black and grey tartan pleated skirt and white blouse on top. No bra and no panties."

"Fuck that does sound naughty," I said.

Sunny Leone sorted through the clothing racks and threw items of clothing at me as I stripped down to nothing.

I was stood naked in the middle of the room when Natalie and the four guys arrived.

I suddenly felt embarrassed, but didn't let it show. I stood there boldly as they lined up in front of me.

"Hi Miss Sunny Leone. What do you want us to do?" giggled Natalie, in her girly voice.

"Ask Kajal, she's in charge of this show," she replied.

"Kajal tell them what you want them to wear and do," she said, directing them towards me.

"Hi everyone. I am Miss Kajal for the afternoon. I'll be running the show for the revenge on Victor," I said, putting on my best authoritarian voice.

"Yes Miss Kajal," they replied.

I felt powerful already and I hadn't even got started yet.

"OK guys let's see the goods," I gestured at the guys to drop their pants.

They obeyed and I watched four cocks hang free.

"Get hard for me guys, it's no good to me like that," I said.

They started stroking their cocks and I left them to it as I walked off to the underwear section and found a pair of white lacey briefs.

I passed them to Natalie and told her to put them on. She got undressed quickly without embarrassment as I watched the men's cocks get hard. They were all nice looking guys, well-toned and well endowed. All were shaved smooth and over eight inches long. It was impossible to choose between them. I felt my labia swell with excitement and anticipation, knowing I was going to get fucked by these men.

"I'll keep all of you," I said, "You can stay naked to save time when the show starts."

I approached Natalie who was now almost naked except for her panties. She was about to thumb them down, but I stopped her, grabbing her hands. She looked so sexy.

She was looking down. I put my hand under her chin and gently lifted her head to look at me. We got eye contact and I was transfixed by her cute young body. She looked almost virginal, so sweet and innocent. Her ripe young C cups pointing at the ceiling. I kissed her softly on the lips and she responded like I was the best thing she'd ever seen. Our breasts brushed over each other's and I felt that my nipples were as hard as hers. I was in the moment. My hands stroked down her sides to her ass and she shivered. I slipped my thumbs into her waist band and slowly started to pull her panties down. I dropped down to my knees as I removed her damp knickers. My face was level with her pussy. I could smell her intoxicating scent and feel the heat coming from her womanhood. She was shaved smooth and had a gorgeous plump pussy. Her clit wasn't visible and neither were her inner lips. It looked incredible.

I was in a trance. I had to eat her. I needed to taste her. I almost forgot where I was.

"That's enough Kajal," said Sunny Leone. "Save it until you're in there."

I was snapped back to reality. Sunny Leone didn't look happy.

"Sorry. I don't know what came over me." I said, getting up with Natalie's panties in my hand.

"She always has that effect on people who are receptive to her. Lesbians, men and bi-sexual's are all mesmerised by her," said Sunny Leone.

I looked at Nat's underwear in my hand. They were black cotton briefs with lace trim. She'd leaked into them for sure as the gusset was shiny with her pussy juice. I bought them up to me nose and inhaled deeply. She smelt so good, sweet and musky with a hint of her body spray. Men bought her panties on the internet all the time and she had quite a reputation for her scent. I could see why.

Natalie watched me sniffing her dirty knickers as she pulled on her new pair. They hugged her slim hips perfectly as she adjusted them around her fat pussy lips. She giggled, almost childlike at my actions.

"You can keep them if you like Miss Kajal," she said shyly. "Then you can smell me whenever you like."

I felt embarrassed, but I smiled and threw them into my pile of clothes, already excited that I got to keep them.

"Thank you Natalie," I said. "Now... we need an outfit for you, don't we?"

"Yes Miss Kajal. What would you like me to wear?" she replied excitedly.

"Hmmmmmm let me think...............how about a school girl outfit?........ Victor has a thing for young girls, so lets get him excited with you as a little school girl. What do you think?"

"Of course. I'll go and pick something out."

She bounded off to find something suitable, as Sunny Leone approached me.

"Control yourself Kajal for fucks sake. You cant sample the goods before the show," Sunny Leone chastised me. "Show some decorum, you're supposed to be in charge."

"Sorry," I said, "You're right, its just that she's so cute and sexy."

"I know! You can fuck her all you want when you're on the film set, but not until then," she had a hint of jealousy in her eyes. She didn't seem too happy that I was into another woman.

"I know. I'm sorry. I'll behave myself"

I got dressed while the men stood watching me.

I pulled my body stocking up both legs and pulled it tight into my crotch. The sheer fifteen denier material felt silky against my skin. I pulled it up my belly over my boobs and slipped the halter neck over my head. I felt sexy as hell. I looked in the full length mirror at my bulging tits and admired how the stocking accentuated the shape of my toned body. Over my left shoulder I could see the guys stroking their cocks as they looked at my sexy ass. They must have liked what they saw as much as I did. Next I pulled on the leather thigh high boots and zipped them up. I made a little show of it for the guys by bending over and sticking my ass out so my pussy pouted at them through my seamless tights. My tartan skirt and blouse were next to finish my look. I looked like a secretary with tights on. The body stocking was not visible unless I took my clothes off, which I would be doing very soon.

I picked up the black riding crop and gave it a couple of swishes through the air. The noise was intimidating and erotic. If Victor didn't obey me he was going to get a whack with my crop.

Just as I finished admiring my new image Natalie came back dressed as a school girl. I looked her up and down. Starting at the bottom she was wearing cute little ankle boots. Her pleated blue tartan skirt was so short she may as well have not been wearing it. It didn't cover her ass and when she bent over it rode up high showing her bulging knickers barely containing her fat pussy. She wore a low cut short sleeved white shirt which showed a lot of her cleavage. To say she looked slutty was an understatement.

She put her finger to her mouth and bit her lip, posing for me.

"Do you like it Miss Kajal?" she asked coyly.

I felt my pussy tingling and engorging with blood at the thought of going down on her.

"You look amazing Natalie," I cooed.

Sunny Leone interrupted

"Is everyone ready?" she asked.

"I think so," I replied. "Where is he right now?"

"He's in a room down the corridor. He's tied up so he won't give you any trouble. I think you'll enjoy what we've done to him," she laughed. "What have you got in mind for him? Tell the team what their roles will be"

I addressed them as a group and told them exactly how it was going to be done. They all knew their roles and how to play them. They collected the items I needed and put them onto a sliver tray covered with a white cloth.

We were ready to go.

Sunny Leone led the way to the door down the corridor.

"You're in first with me and Natalie," she said. "The guys will stay here until you call for them."

I slipped my riding crop into the top of my leather boot, nodded and opened the door.

The room was warm and spacious and filled with cameras. In the centre of the room were two mattresses with black bed sheets on them. Between the two mattresses stood Victor in all his glory. He was naked apart from a pair of flimsy tight black shorts. His legs were spread about three feet apart and his ankles were tied to the floor by leather restraints. His arms were held above his head and his wrists were tied together and fixed to a rope in the ceiling. If I untied him and pushed him, he would either fall backwards onto the mattress or forwards onto the other mattress with his legs still tied apart. He looked pretty helpless and didn't see us enter as he had a black bag over his head.

Sunny Leone started the cameras started filming as I walked over to him and slowly walked round him without saying a word. I was assessing my prey, already feeling horny and in control.

"Who is this?" he demanded. "What the fuck am I doing here?"

I stayed silent. Natalie and Sunny Leone stayed out of shot. I moved closer and blew softly on the bag covering his face. The material moved with my breath and he flinched slightly.

"Whose there? You're going to regret this. Let me go," he snapped.

I took my riding crop out and touched it onto his bare chest very gently. He flinched again. I traced it down across his belly and back up the other side of his chest.

He tried to move away, not realising what it was. I traced it down again still not saying a word.

"What are you doing? Who is this?" he asked again.

I traced the crop to his waist band and then made it leave his body. I pulled my hand up high above my head and swished the crop through the air as hard as I could, right next to his ear. He flinched waiting for it to make contact, but I deliberately missed.

I was just wanting to intimidate him at this stage. The noise of a riding crop about to hit you can be more frightening than it actually making contact. The anticipation or threat of pain can be more terrifying than actual pain. Adrenaline kicks in when pain is inflicted to act as a pain killer and trigger the fight or flight response. I'd done my research and I wanted to put the theory into practice to invoke fear without pain.

"What's this about? Don't hurt me. Just tell me what you want," he was starting to sound worried, but he was doing a good job of masking it.

I still said nothing. Sunny Leone was watching and gave me an approving nod. I felt like a student being commended by her teacher for doing something well.

I slid the riding crop up the outside of his shin, up his thigh, across his navel and then back down the other leg. He tried to move away, but his restraints held him tight.

I slid the crop up the inside of his thigh very slowly. It inched towards his genitals. I stopped two inches from his balls. I held it there for five seconds, which must of felt more like thirty seconds for him. He was shaking ever so slightly.

"What do you want from me? Who are you?"

I continued the crops journey until it pressed against his scrotum. He tried to back away, but had nowhere to go. I pressed harder, watching the crop part his balls under the material. He was breathing hard under the bag. I pushed my face close to his and with my free hand I yanked the bag from his head.

He squinted in the bright lights trying to focus on me and his new surroundings.

"Remember me you piece of shit?" I asked, increasing the pressure on his balls.

He went up on tip toes trying to relieve the pressure, but he was as far as he could go.

"Princess?" he asked in amazement. "What the fuck?"

I looked him in the eye. There was fear there, but not enough for my liking.

I released the crop from between his legs took half a step sideways and smacked the riding crop hard across his ass. There was a swish, then a thwack as it made contact, then a second later a loud scream from Victor as the pain registered in his primitive brain.

He howled as the stinging sensation gripped him and he realised I meant business.

"I told you I don't like being called Princess. Do not call it me again. Address me as Miss Kajal," I demanded.

"What the fuck is your problem Princess?" he asked defiantly.

Swish, Thwack, Scream.

"My name is Miss Kajal you pathetic excuse for a man."

He yelled in pain again.

"Why are you doing this?" he cried.

Swish, Thwack, Scream.

"Why am I doing this........ what?" I asked, cupping my ear.

"Why are you doing this Miss Kajal?" he asked, correcting himself.

"That's better, you're learning," I mocked him. "I'm doing this because you raped me."

He said nothing.

"I'm doing this because you raped me while I was asleep. You and your sick friends. You all fucked me and came inside me. Remember?" I said.

"Yes but, but, but, we.........." he stammered

Swish. Thwack. Scream.

This whack was across the top of his thighs and it left a red welt on his skin.

"I don't want to hear your pathetic excuses. I'm not finished speaking. After you and your friends spunked in me without my consent, you then had be gangraped by ten other strangers. They also came in me. They raped my pussy and my ass and made me suck them off. Do you remember that?"

He said nothing.

Swish. Thwack. Scream

"I asked you a question. Answer me!"

"Yes Miss Kajal. Yes I remember it. I'm sorry. Please don't hit me again," he pleaded, tears starting to appear in his eyes.

"You have also raped and filmed countless other young girls in the past. You have no respect for women at all. You make me sick."

"I'm sorry Miss Kajal. It won't happen again. Please just let me go. I promise I won't do it again."

"And you post your sick films on the internet for paying clients," I added.

"I'll stop. I'll delete the films. Please don't hit me again. Just let me go."

Swish. Thwack. Scream.

"You forgot to say Miss Kajal," I said grabbing his chin and pushing my face into his.

"Sorry Miss Kajal," he cried, tears starting to run down his face.

I spat a huge gob of saliva into his face and let go of him.

"You're going to learn some respect today. Believe me. You're used to getting what you want from women, whenever you want it. Today you'll get what I want you to have and when I say you can have it. Do you understand me?" I said, walking around the back of him.

"What do you mean Miss Kajal?" he asked.

"I want to know what makes people like you tick. What made you into this pathetic rapist. If I believe you and you do as I say, I'll let you cum. I'll even help you to get off. Maybe I'll let you fuck Natalie over there," I nodded over to Natalie who was looking sweet and innocent biting her bottom lip again.

"I bet you'd like that wouldn't you? Fucking her sweet, tight, schoolgirl pussy? Is that why you like fucking young girls? Because they're tight and innocent like Natalie?"

He said nothing. He just looked at Natalie. Looking her up and down like I had done. I could read his mind, he wanted her for sure. Who wouldn't she was so hot and sexy.

I looked at the front of his shorts for a bulge, but he wasn't getting hard yet. Maybe it was the fear of being hit again.

"We better have a look what we've got to work with, hadn't we?" I said looking at his groin. "Although I have seen it before and I wasn't impressed."

He looked down at his groin as I ran the riding crop up the inside of his thigh again. I moved closer to him and looked him in the eye again. I grabbed the waistband of his shorts with my spare hand. In one swift movement I pulled as hard as I could and ripped his boxer shorts from his body. Sunny Leone had made sure he was wearing very flimsy shorts to make me look more powerful. He gasped and looked down at his cock. He'd been shaved by one of our team. His cock looked small and shrivelled, his balls sucked up inside him like a scared dog with its tail in between its legs.

I burst out laughing, pointing at his cock.

"Natalie come and look at his tiny cock, it's hilarious," I laughed.

Natalie walked over and looked between his legs. She burst out laughing too.

"It's so small Miss Kajal. He won't be able to please any women with that little thing, " she giggled.

"Certainly not Natalie. I'd do better with my little finger inside me," I laughed.

"Where's all my pubes gone?" he asked, ignoring our humiliating remarks.

Swish. Thwack. Scream.

I whacked him across his stomach this time.

"Use my name when addressing me, maggot dick," I scorned.

"I'm sorry Miss Kajal. I forgot. Who shaved me?" he asked, in a more submissive tone.

"One of our girls.....or was it a guy......I can't remember. Either way you should thank me. It makes your tiny cock look bigger and certainly more presentable."

He stood there starring at his bald cock.

"What do you say?" I prompted him.

"Thank you for shaving my cock and balls Miss Kajal," he said submissively

"You're welcome Victor," I said, in a condescending voice. "See it's much better for you when you do as you're told."

"Natalie. Pass me the cock ring please, would you sweetie," I said, gesturing over to the silver tray.

She skipped over to the tray, lifted up the white cloth and came back with what I was after.

She skipped back and passed it to me. It was a length of black elastic, about the thickness of a shoelace. It was looped through a lace lock, a black spring loaded clamp similar to that found on outdoor clothing to pull elasticated waistbands or rain hoods tight.

Victor looked worried as I slackened it off and walked towards him.

"That little pecker needs all the help it can get," I smirked.

I hooked it under his balls and over the top of his cock and pulled the elastic tight. It acted as a cock ring or tourniquet, allowing blood into his shaft, but keeping it there to make him harder. I pulled it tight, but not too tight.

"That should give us something to work with at least," I chuckled. "Although its not looking very hard."

"With that on my cock it's going to hurt me if I get hard Miss Kajal," he pointed out.

"Well you better control yourself then hadn't you?" I said.

Natalie squatted down on the mattress and waited for my instructions.

"Tell me Victor, what's your earliest sexual experience," I started my inquisition into the mind of a pervert.

"I don't remember Miss Kajal."

"I bet I can figure it out............probably jerking off to a dirty magazine.........imagining fucking one the girls on the centre pages.............maybe shooting your sticky mess all over the pages and pretending you'd satisfied her........Am I right?"

He didn't answer.

"That's a yes then," I laughed. "I can see you now, your hand pumping away at your tiny penis, trying to get off."

He started to blush. He didn't need to answer. I was getting to him. I looked at his cock as it started to grow, ever so slightly.

He was remembering it and it was arousing him. Either that or he was getting off on me degrading him in front of Natalie.

"I think you moved on to other things after that. You needed more stimulation because you couldn't get a real girlfriend. Let me think.............Ah yes I've got it. You couldn't get a near a real woman's pussy so you used dirty panties. Probably your mothers or sisters would be my guess."

"I didn't do that Miss Kajal," he said adamantly.

"Yes you did. All men do it, but you never moved on to real women until you started forcing yourself on them. Am I right?"

He stayed silent and blushed even more.

"Was it mommy's panties or your sisters?"

He stayed silent. His cock twitched.

"Aha. It was both. What did you do? Steal them from the laundry basket and give them a nice long sniff? I know you like the smell of pussy. You commented how 'Cunty' I smelt when you kidnapped me. Remember? I bet you sniffed the gusset while you wanked yourself off, pretending it a was a real pussy in front of you. I bet you licked them too didn't you? Tasting the stains as though it was a real vagina. Fucking loser."

His cock started to grow. He was now semi hard and about four inches long. The band around his cock was restricting him just enough.

"Oooooh looks like we've got movement from that little cock Victor. Lets see how big you can make it for us. You act as though you're this big strong man, forcing yourself on young girls. Show me how big you can make it," I mocked him.

"If I get too hard, it will hurt me Miss Kajal. Can you loosen the band please?" he asked politely.

"I don't think so, do you Natalie?" I asked her.

"No Miss Kajal," she giggled.

"Why don't you sit back and show him your little panties Natalie?" I said . "He likes knickers apparently."

"Yes Miss Kajal," she said and sat down with her knees apart giving him a lovely view up her schoolgirls skirt.

"Mmmmmm look at that Victor. A nice young tight pussy underneath some little girly panties, just for you. I bet you'd like to see her pussy wouldn't you?"

His cock was still only semi hard. He was resisting because he knew it would be painful to be erect with a cock ring on. He didn't answer me.

"No? You don't want to see it? Its beautiful, all pink and soft and smooth. She not a virgin, but she's as tight as one. I know, I've had my fingers inside her. Do you want to see me finger her?" I asked seductively.

"I'd love to see that. Please remove my band Miss Kajal," he asked again.

His cock wasn't getting any harder. He had good dick control. I'd have to up the ante.

"I don't think he likes you Natalie. Such a shame. Why don't you put your hand in your panties and play with yourself for him? Show him what a naughty girl you are," I said softly.

She pulled her skirt up slightly and slipped her right hand into her knickers. I watched the outline of her fingers as she located her sex bean and started to rub in a small circular motion. She threw her head back and closed her eyes and started to moan softly.

"Is that nice Natalie?" I asked, "Do you like pleasuring yourself in front of Victor? Tell me how it feels."

"I love it Miss Kajal. Its all warm and juicy. It's making my knickers wet," she purred.

"Already? That didn't take long?" I said.

"I was already wet from watching you Miss Kajal. Do you want to help me?" she asked, looking at me with puppy dog eyes.

Victors cock was still not fully hard.

I slipped my skirt off and let it fall to the floor. I stood in front of Victor and ripped my blouse open without undoing the buttons. I threw it next to my skirt. He looked me up and down and licked his lips. My nipples were hard and pointing through my sheer body stocking. I was juicing up between my legs and the material was shiny from my arousal.

He liked what he was seeing and his cock started to grow once more. He was losing control. I backed up towards Natalie who was still rubbing her snatch on the mattress. I kept going until my pussy was above her, never taking my eyes off Victors. I put the riding crop into the top of my right boot and gripped the flimsy material between my legs with both hands. First I pulled it up showing him my cameltoe and then I pulled sideways and ripped them open. The fabric ripped easily with a sexy tearing noise as I exposed my sodden vulva to Natalie. She looked up between my legs and waited for my instructions.

"Eat me Natalie!" I ordered.

She obeyed without hesitation and I felt her wet lips sucking my protruding labia into her mouth as though she hadn't eaten for a week. She was gentle, but sucked for all she was worth. Her tongue found my clit and she nuzzled and licked it while she continued to masturbate in her underwear. I reached down to her shirt and ripped it open, the buttons flying off everywhere. Her braless C cups bounced free and I felt her gasp between my thighs.

Victors cock was getting hard again. He had a half-naked schoolgirl masturbating in front of him whilst she was licking her mistresses pussy and he still wasn't fully erect. I couldn't believe it.

"She's so good and licking pussy Victor. Imagine how good she is at sucking cock. She could make you erupt in seconds. Get that fucking dick hard for me now," I ordered.

"Please loosen my band Miss Kajal," he asked again, "then I'll get hard for you."

"I give the orders round here, not you, " I hissed. "Get it hard or I'll do it for you."

He looked down at Natalie rubbing her pussy in her panties and then at her tits. His gaze lifted higher and he looked at my wet cooch being devoured by the schoolgirl between my thighs. He looked higher at my boobs bulging out of my body stocking and finally at my face. He smiled in defiance. He was still only semi hard.

I felt Natalie's breathing quicken as she continued to eat my sodden snatch and I knew she was close to orgasm. Perfect timing.

"Are you going to cum Natalie?" I asked

"Pretty soon Miss Kajal, yes," she panted.

I knelt down behind her and cupped her breasts and nuzzled into her neck. I kissed her softly behind her ear and moved behind her so I was supporting her weight as she leaned back. I caressed her firm breasts and rubbed her nipples as she started to rub faster. She was desperate to get herself off to please her mistress. She knew I wanted her panties nice and wet, so cumming in them was the best way to do it.

I ignored Victor now and concentrated my dirty talk onto Natalie as if we were the only two people in the room. I knew it would turn him on seeing us together.

"That's it Natalie, keep going, cum for me sweetie," I whispered in her ear.

"Yessssss....oooohhhh.........yesssssss.........Miss Kajal," she gasped, with a look of ecstasy on her face.

She was close now. She started to quiver as I held her and massaged her gorgeous young tits.

"Good girl, cum for me Natalie. Do it in your panties for me. Make them all nice and sticky for your mistress," I continued to encourage her.

I was pretty wet myself watching her masturbate to orgasm. I looked up at Victor's cock and saw he was hard at last. I continued to kiss Natalie and willed her to climax for me.

"Look Natalie. He's hard now. Look what you've done to him. You're such a good girl."

She opened her eyes and looked up at his erect cock. It was enough to set off her climax, seeing his engorged cock restrained by the ring. It was thick and veiny and looked like an overcooked sausage ready to burst.

"Ooooh Miss Kajal," she gasped, "Ooooh Miss Kajal I'm going to cum."

She started to shake and squeezed her legs together like an innocent virgin having her first orgasm.

"Ooooh I'm cumming. Fuuuuuccccckkkkkkk."

She let out short soft squeaks as her pussy went into spasm and she came in her underwear. I could only imagine how nice it would have been to get her off myself. She looked so cute when she came, Victor must of got a great view from his standing position.

"Good girl Natalie. Just what I wanted," I said.

She removed her hand from her panties and turned her head towards me. She had the 'just fucked' look about her as I kissed her softly on the lips. I suddenly got a whiff of her pheromones and realised she'd bought her hand up and touched my cheek. I stopped kissing her and sucked her juice laden fingers as she fed them into my mouth. She was sweet and delicious. I sucked her fingers clean and then kissed her again. Our tongues exploring each other's mouths.

She broke away and slipped her knickers down her slender legs, unhooking then from her ankle boots and she passed them to me. I couldn't help but hold them to my nose and breath deeply. They were saturated in her scent and the gusset was soaked. I kissed her once more and stood up and approached Victor.

His cock was stiff and purple and looked painful.

"Show him your cunt Natalie," I ordered.

She open her legs and lay back once more. Her beautiful pussy was glistening in the bright lights and she looked magnificent. Her skirt was still on her waist and her shirt was hanging off her shoulders exposing her perfect boobs.

"Looks amazing doesn't she?" I said to Victor, moving up behind him and looking at Natalie over his shoulder.

"She's gorgeous Miss Kajal," he groaned, in obvious discomfort.

I bought Natalie's panties up to Victors face and pushed them against his nose and mouth.

"Does she smell nice and cunty for you?" I whispered in his ear.

"Mmmmpphhh," was his reply.

"Fresh cummy knickers from a young girls hot body. Mmmmmm don't they smell nice?" I teased him

"Delicious Miss Kajal," he panted, taking in her scent.

I held her underwear out and showed him the gusset. It was coated in a thin layer of Natalie's pussy cream.

"Hungry?" I asked.

He looked at her juicy crotch, but stayed silent.

"Lick her panties clean. She made them messy for you, so its only right you clean them," I said, pushing them nearer to his mouth.

He stuck his tongue out obediently and licked the gusset. He groaned as he cock got even harder and more painful.

"That's it. Make sure you get it all, she's made quite a mess," I said, pushing the fabric into his mouth.

He sucked the material savouring her flavour. He looked like he was enjoying himself for the first time since I got in the room.

"Licking panties is all you're fit for, you fucking loser."

I looked down at his throbbing cock. Our little show had, had the desired effect. He was rock hard and restricted. I moved round the front of him, keeping her underwear stuffed in his mouth. I reached down and gently grazed his shaft with my free hand. The cock ring had made him super hard.

He flinched in pain.

"Awww don't you like having me touch your little cock?" I mocked, pulling the panties from his mouth.

"It hurts Miss Kajal," he moaned, almost in tears.

I ignored him and threw Natalie's panties back at her.

"Has he cleaned them properly Natalie?" I asked.

"Yes Miss Kajal."

"Well at least he has some uses I suppose," I mocked him again. "Spread your pussy open sweetie, show him how tight you are."

"No more please," sobbed Victor.

"I thought you liked young tight girls? Did I get that wrong?"

Natalie reached down with both hands and spread her lips open showing her pink insides and tiny erect clit. She was leaking down her ass crack she was so wet.

"Do you want to fuck her?" I asked him, grabbing his chin and making him stare between Natalie's thighs.

"More than anything, but please take this thing off my cock," he begged.

I pulled out the crop and swung it back ready to whip his ass again.

"Sorry Miss Kajal, I forgot to say Miss Kajal. Please don't," he cowered.

I put the crop away. I had him exactly where I wanted him. I looked over at Sunny Leone and nodded. She walked over to the door and let the four guys in.

The lined up either side of Victor, two each side of him. They were semi hard and needed some attention.

"Natalie put your panties back on and help me make these guys hard," I ordered.

She pulled her knickers on and shook her shirt off her shoulders so she was topless. She removed her skirt and threw it towards the door. I bent down and took hold of the guy on the far left and Natalie did the same on the far right. None of them were circumcised and I took my guy straight into my mouth and stated sucking. He got hard in a few strokes and I enjoyed the taste and texture of his shaved cock as he fucked my face rhythmically. I caught a glimpse of Natalie wanking her guy onto her tongue and he got hard very quickly.

We both moved on to the next guys either side of Victor. He was watching us suck cocks and looked even more agitated. I unhooked my halter top and let my boobs hang free. I rubbed them round the guys cock and balls teasing him to get him hard. Once he was erect I pushed his cock between my breasts and titty fucked him for a few long stokes, spitting on his cock to lubricate it. Natalie did the same with her guy. We moved onto Victor.

His cock couldn't have been any harder. We kissed either side of his cock and sucked it between us. Moving our lips along his shaft in unison. I'd never felt a dick so hard. It was five inches long , fat and veiny. He must have been enjoying it despite the pain. Natalie sucked his purple balls as I took him down my throat. I throated him for about a minute and I felt him quiver slightly as though he was about to cum. I stopped my actions and we both left his cock throbbing in mid-air.

"You're going to cum already? For fucks sake, you're more pathetic than I thought," I said.

As I said that his cock twitched and a drip of precum appeared from his glans and started to drip off his cock. It hung in from his tip like a spiders web, long and stringy. I think if it hadn't been for the cock ring, he'd of shot his wad there and then.

Natalie went to catch it in her mouth, but I stopped her.

"Leave it Natalie. If you want some spunk we'll take it from some real men. Bend over and pull your panties down," I said.

She did as she was told and stuck her bare ass in the air on all fours. One of the guys stuck slid his 9 inch cock inside her and the other one got in front of her and put his into her eager mouth. They pumped away at her in perfect time as they spit roasted the poor girl for all they were worth.

"No-one cums until I say so," I said sternly, "I need my holes filling too, give me some cock," I said to the other two guys.

I too got on all fours and opened my legs and mouth to receive my prize. I was made aware how wet I was when the eight inch cock squeezed its way into my pussy. I opened my mouth and gave a moan of pleasure, only to have it filled with an even bigger cock. I started to rock back and forth finally enjoying the amazing feeling of being filled from both ends. I reached down and rubbed my swollen clit trying to get off. I needed to cum so badly. The whole scenario had drove me wild. Natalie masturbating, Victor being humiliated, my powerful persona, it was all adding up and I need to climax.

I looked over to Natalie who was taking a pounding. Her tiny body seemed overwhelmed by the big guys drilling into her snatch and face.

"Take those cocks Natalie, but you tell me when they are about to cum," I said.

"Mmmpphh. Yes Miss Kajal. I will ," she said cutely, spitting the cock out of her mouth and wanking it off.

 

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She reached through her legs and cupped the other guys balls as he fucked her nice and slow and deep.

My guy slid all the way out and then all the way back in as deep as he could. His cock was fat and he stretched me out nicely. I alternated between sucking the other guy off and jerking him off against my cheek. We were fucked for about five minutes when Natalie's guy announced he was ready to cum.

"He's going to cum in me Miss Kajal. He's nearly there," whimpered Natalie, in between thrusts.

I let go of the cock I was wanking, let the other guy slip out of my cooch and moved over to her. I looked up at Victor who was still rock hard and in pain, looking at the live sex show in front of him.

"Look Victor. He's about to violate her little hole. He's going to fill her with hot cream just like you like to do. I bet you wish it was you fucking her. This is how a real man fucks," I laughed.

"Cum in her. Fill her hot snatch with your seed," I said to the guy. "Fertilise the little slut. She's begging for it."

He pushed into her three more times and I watched his cock pulse and fill her cunt with his creamy goo. I couldn't help but feel a little jealous. My fuck hole was dying for a feed, but this was what we'd planned. Once he'd emptied his balls I moved in behind her and pulled her knickers up to cover her vaginal opening. He pulled out with a slurp and I pulled the material over her pussy to contain the load.

She was still sucking the other guy off and he was about to cum too. I pushed him back and made Natalie stand up.

"Hold your panties open at the front Natalie. I'm going to make him fill your underwear with his spunk."

She stood up and thumbed the front of her underwear outwards to create a triangle of fabric to catch his load. I dropped to my knees and took his cock in my mouth to finish him off. I miss timed it and his first squirt hit the back of my throat. I quickly pulled him out and pointed his tip into Natalie's gusset. His next six or seven squirts filled her knickers splashing all over her pussy and clit. She giggled with delight as he finally finished and the two guys walked off. I spat my mouthful of cum into her panties and she snapped the waistband back to her navel.

I took her hand and led her towards Victor.

"Enjoy the show?" I asked him, kissing Natalie and giving him a sideways glance.

"Amazing Miss Kajal, but my cock is so painful," he said in distress.

"I'll release your cock ring, but you need to do exactly as I say. Understand?"

"Yes miss Kajal. Please. I'll do anything," he begged.

I reached down and pressed the plastic catch on the cock ring. It released his throbbing, over engorged cock and balls and he gasped at the final relief.

I squatted down and sucked his small cock into my mouth, bobbing my head back and forth to keep him interested.

"Holy fuck Miss Kajal, You'll make me cum doing that," he murmured.

His balls started to tighten.

"Fucking hell you make me sick. You make out you're this big stud, but you cum at the slightest touch." I mocked him again.

I let go of his cock and stood up.

"Now! I've released you so you're going to help me out," I said, getting in his face.

"Yes Miss Kajal."

"Natalie has just been fucked senseless and the dirty boy came in her pussy. Its leaked into her panties. Did you see it?" I asked.

"Yes Miss Kajal it was amazing," he said.

"And then another dirty boy came directly into her knickers. Did you see that?"

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"Yes Miss Kajal," he seemed nervous about where this was heading.

"Well I know how much you like licking girls panties, so you're going to lick her panties clean."

He had a look of disgust and shock on his face.

Natalie started to wriggle out of her spunky underwear making sure she didn't spill a drop. Her cunt was dripping in the stuff.

She passed me the underwear, gusset first. I dipped my fingers into the creamy mess and stirred it around, getting the heady scent of a man's semen.

"Mmmmm looks delicious," I said.

I held it up to his face and he shied away. I gripped the back of his head and forced the cummy knickers into his face.

"FUCKING EAT IT," I shouted. "Lick that cum out of her panties."

He tried to resist, but he had nowhere to go. I held his nose forcing him to open his mouth.

"Eat the cum off her panties I said. Or I'll tighten your cock ring again."

He reluctantly opened his mouth and I forced the slimy fabric between his lips. The two guys had produced a lot of cum between them, her underwear was literally dripping in the stuff.

"Teehee so dirty," tittered Natalie.

"Suck them clean!" I said, through gritted teeth. "Its all your fit for."

He sucked the material with a look of disgust on his face.

"Look like you're enjoying it you little fucking pervert. This is a gift for you!"

He changed his attitude as I reached down to tighten his cock ring. He sucked greedily and with enthusiasm to prevent me from torturing him further. I pulled the sopping knickers from his mouth to make sure he'd got it all. I held the gusset out and stretched it finding more pools of jelly like spunk which he had missed.

"Lick it, you've missed some you useless fucker," I said, pushing the panties closer so he could lick them clean.

He licked and sucked for all he was worth. His enthusiasm reached its peak and I don't know if it was to get it over with or whether he was actually starting to enjoy it.

"Show me. Open you mouth!" I ordered, taking the panties away.

He opened his mouth and I was surprised how much jizz was in there, swimming around under his tongue.

"Now swallow it!" I demanded, forcing his mouth closed. " All of it and say thank you to Natalie for such a lovely gift."

He closed his mouth, but didn't swallow. He looked like he was about to be sick.

"What's wrong? You expect girls to eat your cum don't you? Now you know what it's like. Fucking swallow it you filthy bastard."

I reached my hand down and gripped his balls. I started to squeeze, slowly increasing the pressure.

He swallowed with a gulp..

"Show me."

He opened his mouth to prove it was all gone.

I let go of his balls

"Good boy. Now what do you say?"

"Thank you Miss Natalie," he whimpered.

"You're very welcome," she giggled. "Do you want some more? My little pussy is covered in it."

He didn't answer. He just looked at the floor feeling utterly degraded and ashamed.

"ANSWER THE GIRL!" I shouted.

"I'm feeling a little sick Miss Natalie, but thank you for the offer," he replied.

"It wasn't a fucking offer Victor," I snapped. "The poor girl wants her vagina cleaning. Look at it. That's what it looks like when you get fucked by a real man. It's a big sticky mess, she can't go home like that now, can she?"

I nodded at the two remaining guys and they reached up to unhook Victors hands from the rope holding him to the ceiling. They took his weight and lowered him slowly backwards onto the mattress. They attached his hands to a ring on the floor and then backed away. He was now on his back, his feet and arms tied.

"Now! You're going to get to lick Natalie's cunt clean while she squats on your face. What do you think to that?" I asked.

"I don't like the taste of spunk Miss Kajal," he said.

"Well the quicker you lick it up and swallow it the quicker you'll be able to taste her real cunt. Her nice young tight wet fuck hole. Maybe if you're good at it, she'll cum in your face as a little treat."

He seemed to like that idea and a small smile appeared.

"Go on Natalie. Sit on his face. Make sure you push out any spunk that's left inside you."

She moved over and stood with her feet either side of Victors head. I moved round and knelt down in front of her to get a better view. I wanted him to feel degraded and humiliated like he had done to me and so many other young girls. Natalie's cooch was plastered in thick sticky cum and it looked so inviting I almost licked her clean myself. She slowly squatted down until she was hovering less than an inch from his lips. He turned his head away and I grabbed him by his ears and moved him back in line.

A small droplet of spunk dripped from Natalie's labia and hit him on the lips. He flinched, but he knew there was no escaping his degrading task.

"Stick your tongue out and lick her clean you pathetic little man," I ordered sternly.

I felt someone behind me and I turned to see Sunny Leone with the video camera. I got an eye to eye with her and we winked at each other. I remembered her doing something similar to me a while ago and I knew how she liked to get close to the action. I could smell fresh warm spunk mixed with the scent of Natalie's heavenly cunt. Sunny Leone must have ben able to smell it too. I imagined how wet she would be having watched and filmed this whole show and I only hoped I would get to sample her juices before I went home.

Victor extended his tongue and started to lick Natalie's vaginal opening. He didn't bother with cleaning her up he just wanted to lick her pussy and get to her real flavour.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" I said, waggling my finger at him. "Lick around her hole first. Clean all this cum off her lips, thighs and pubic mound. You can eat her properly when you're done."

He reluctantly starting slurping away between her spread legs. He sucked with his pursed lips to remove the mess from her mound. Then he repeated the process on the inside of her thighs and sucked the cum from plump labia. She moaned as he found her clit.

"Lick her asshole clean too. Some of it has ran down," I said, pointing at droplet of cum on her anus.

He licked that too and swallowed the lot. He didn't look too pleased.

"Push down Natalie, make sure there's none left inside you. The dirty boy came quite deep in your pussy so I'm sure there's still some in there."

Natalie spread her pussy open and pushed down. There was a gush of spunk mixed with air and she let out a wet pussy fart as cum dribbled out in one thick blob directly into Victors mouth. She giggled at the squelching noise, almost childlike. He swallowed hard and got back to licking her out. She started to moan with pleasure as he found her clit and started sucking on it. He delved his tongue into her crack and finally got to savour the taste of a young girls pussy without the taste of a man's cum blocking his taste buds.

I put one foot on his belly and undid my thigh high boot. I repeated it with the other leg and kicked them off out of the way. My body stocking was ruined, it was shredded around the crotch from where I ripped it open for Natalie. I pulled it off and threw it with the boots. I was now totally naked, like Natalie and feeling horny as hell.

I got closer to her and knelt up at the same height as her. I kissed her gently on the lips as she started to grind into Victors face. Her breath was warm as she stared to pant and enjoy the sensation. I caressed her firm tits as our tongues explored each other's mouths. She was an amazing kisser for someone so young and she responded to my touch with vigour.

I looked over at the two guys waiting patiently for their instructions.

I pointed at the one with the biggest cock. "You! Fuck me from behind," I demanded.

I pointed at the other one. "You! Come over here and feed us your cock."

Neither of them needed telling twice. I reached back with one hand and parted my ass cheeks, sticking my pussy out for him to gain entry. I felt my juicy snatch spread open and start leaking down my legs as he penetrated me in a slow deep movement.

"Fuccccckkkk you're so wet Miss Kajal," he gasped, starting to thrust in and out of me slowly.

The other guy stuck his cock in Natalie's mouth and started to fuck her face as I got lower and sucked his balls. I went even lower and licked his ass as the orgy continued. I felt my climax building as the guy fucking me reached down and started rubbing my clitoris. His balls slapped against me as he increased the depth of his stroke. He was long and wide and filled me more than enough for it to hurt me in the ecstatic way a good fucking should.

Natalie's expertise was second to none as she sucked and licked the shaft she was presented with. We took it in turns to suck him off. Natalie had control of his cock throughout, even when I was sucking him. She held the base and jerked him off between my lips before putting it in her own mouth once more. She ground into Victors face with grace and serenity and I knew it wouldn't be long before one of us came.

It turned out to be the guy in my mouth that came first. Natalie had just licked his sensitive ridge, teasing the load out of him and was in the process of pushing the cock between my lips, when he started to twitch and spurt thick ropes all over my face. It took us both by surprise, but I was fortunate enough to be the one who got a mouthful of warm salty ejaculate. She continued to wank him off as he came, pumping a huge wad onto my tongue. I kept it in my mouth as he pulled out and moved away.

A kiss with Natalie was all I wanted at the moment. To share the prize with her. She was starting to tremble slightly as her orgasm started to take hold due to Victors attention between her legs. I got above her and she tilted her head back and opened her mouth without me even telling her to. I dribbled the thick stringy spunk from my lips into her mouth and then followed up with a sloppy kiss. Our tongues sloshed the creamy load around as Natalie started to squeak her cute orgasmic noise as she came in Victors face. She was bucking and writhing and squeezing her legs together as she orgasmed hard. It was as though she was stifling her orgasm, like a girl masturbating at home and not wanting her parents to hear. It was so cute to watch her as we kissed and she came. We finally swallowed the load between us and she collapsed backwards onto Victor. I wiped the stringy cum from my cheeks and swallowed it.

I looked down at Victors soaking wet face, with the guy behind me still ramming into me.

"Tastes delicious doesn't she?" I panted, feeling my own orgasm imminent.

"I've never tasted a pussy so sweet before. She's so fucking hot Miss Kajal," he smiled.

I looked at his cock. He was still hard and obviously desperate to cum.

"You do one more thing for me and I'll let you fuck her," I said.

"Name it Miss Kajal!" he said reluctantly.

"Its easier to show you," I said.

I pushed away from the guy fucking me. It took a huge amount of will power as I was about to cum, but it was going to be worth it.

I straddled Victors face and told the guy to get behind me.

"You're going to watch him fuck me while you lick my clit?" I said.

"Yes Miss Kajal," he said, starting to kiss my thighs.

"He's going to fuck my asshole and cum in it?"

"Mmmmm I can't wait to see that Miss Kajal."

"And when he's cum in it you're going to eat it out of my asshole. Understand?"

He seemed less keen.

"I've been cleaned inside and out before we started so it's just like eating spunk. I want to feel you sucking the cum out of my ass. OK?" I asked again, raising my eyebrows.

"And then I can fuck Natalie?" he asked.

"No. She's going to fuck you. You wont last long, but at least you'll get to cum in her," I said.

"OK miss Kajal."

The guy got behind me as I squatted lower to allow Victors tongue to lick my clit. I parted my cheeks and the guy rubbed his cock against my sopping quim to lubricate himself for anal sex with his mistress.

"Fuck my ass hard. Don't be gentle," I ordered him.

He forced his way inside me and I felt the burning pain of anal penetration. The fine line between pain and pleasure swept through me as he slid in and out roughly. Victor licked and sucked my sex bud and my orgasm built once more.

"Enjoying the view?" I asked Victor.

"Mmmmpff. Yes Miss Kajal," he slurped.

He was pretty good at licking my pussy, alternating between my clit and my fuck hole. Sucking my lips and nuzzling my clit in neat little circles.

The guy in my ass was equally as skilled. He held my hips and thrust into me in long fast strokes. He would occasionally pull out and stuff it in my overhydrated cunt to lubricate himself, before plunging back in and abusing my ass. Victors cock was inches from my face and still hard and throbbing. I teased him as I was pleasured by these two men, by blowing gently on his balls and sliding my finger up his shaft with the softest of touches. He twitched uncontrollably at my touch and I knew when he finally got to cum it would be a huge eruption with copious amounts of semen. It would be a sight to behold for sure.

I needed to cum so badly now. All the teasing and abuse I had bestowed on Victor had made me feel extremely turned on and powerful. I was on a power trip and my pussy was about to explode in a wave of pleasure.

"Keep fucking me. Yes. That's it. Keep licking my clit. Harder. Lick it harder. Ooooh that's it right there make me cum boys," I encouraged them.

My senses were being filled. The noise of the guy slapping into me as he punished my ass. The feel of his cock and Victors tongue. The sight of a twitching cock next to my face. The smell of pure sex in the air. The taste of cum in my mouth.

"Make me cum. Fuck my pussy now, then go back to my ass," I continued giving my orders.

I needed to climax. I was on the edge.

Licking hard. Fucking deep. Almost there.

"Yessss Oooooh, Fuck me boys."

Licking hard. Fucking deeper. Any second.

"Make me cum. Holy shit keep going."

Licking hard. Fucking deep. Here it comes.

"Stick it in my ass now and pound me."

Licking hard. I felt the cock ram into my anus and I willed him to cum in it.

"Cum in me. Cum in my dirty ass," I panted.

He came a fraction after I did. My pussy and ass contracted and pulsed as I finally came in a huge crescendo of intense feelings. Sight, touch, smell, taste and sound engulfed me in an orgasm of epic proportions. I felt his cock pulse in my ass as he coated my anal walls with his slimy seed. The room seemed to be closing in on me as I peaked and squirted a gush of clear liquid from my cunt and into victors face. I squirted three times before it subsided and I felt the guy pull out of my ass and stick it in my dripping pussy. My legs trembled and I thought I was about to pass out, but I managed to compose myself and pull myself back to reality. My orgasm left me sweating and fulfilled as I slumped forward onto Victors belly.

I lay there for a minute or two recovering.

Sunny Leone had been busy with the camera and was now zoomed in my on my messy asshole and pussy. After I started to recover I leant up on my elbows and looked between my legs at Victor. His face was coated in my ejaculate and he looked very pleased with himself for helping me to cum so hard.

"You know what to do now," I said. "Eat it out of my ass."

I was beyond surprised when he did it without hesitation. I felt his tongue on my slimy asshole as he licked it clean. I sat up slightly to let gravity do its job. He puckered his lips and placed them against my own puckered hole. I had never had cum sucked out of my ass before and the sensation made me quiver. Maybe it was the after glow of orgasm, but it felt amazing. I pushed down and felt the sticky spunk leave my ass with force as he sucked greedily to remove it from my naughtiest of holes. He sucked for all he was worth and I swear I heard him moaning with enjoyment.

"Swallow it you dirty fucker! Swallow my ass juice!" I demanded.

I watched him tilt his head back and gulp it down like taking a shot of vodka. He surprised me further by smiling and licking his lips.

"What do you say?" I asked him in a condescending voice.

"Thank you Miss Kajal for letting me suck the spunk out of your ass. It was delicious," he said.

I couldn't believe my ears. He sounded like he actually meant it. The bonus was that it was all caught on film.

"You sick little cunt," I laughed, trying to belittle him further. "Eating another mans cum from a woman's ass. You fucking loser."

"Yes miss Kajal, but now I get to cum inside Natalie's tight young pussy," he said smugly.

"I don't remember agreeing to that," I lied.

"But you.........."

"I'm joking you sad fucker, stop crying," I laughed.

I rolled off him and stood up, regaining my composure.

"Natalie sweetie, would you like to make Victor cum for me?" I asked, sidling up to her and stroking ass.

"Yes Miss Kajal. If you want me to," she said in her cutesy voice.

"I think he's been a good boy and hopefully learnt his lesson. We can let him cum," I said.

I took her hand and lead her towards Victor. She knelt down beside him.

"He's all yours Natalie, but try not to make him spurt too quickly," I laughed.

I moved up and knelt next to Victors head.

"If I ever hear of you abusing young girls again you will find yourself back here with me. I will do far worse things to you than I have today. Do you understand me?" I asked sternly.

"Yes Miss Kajal. I wont do it again," he said.

Natalie started stroking his cock very slowly. She was barely touching it and she giggled as it danced at her touch.

"We have a video of you eating another man's cum from Natalie's knickers and her pussy and also eating it out of my asshole. If I hear of you doing anything you shouldn't, the video will be released and then we'll be coming for you. You can tell your two sicko friends they'll get the same if I catch up with them too."

"I wont do anything. I swear Miss Kajal," he said.

"So we understand each other?"

"Yes Miss Kajal I understand completely."

Natalie bent down and kissed his cock. She was amazing to watch. So loving and tender. Sunny Leone was still filming and I stood back with her as Natalie did her thing. She opened wide and took his tip into her mouth, capping her lips over his ridge. With the slightest of movements she let him fuck her mouth, sliding in and out less than an inch, just allowing the tip inside. I knew her tongue would be massaging his frenulum , trying to get him off, teasing him.

"Amazing isn't she?" I asked Victor.

"She's the best......oh my god...... yesssss....suck me baby," he gasped.

I don't know how he held out so long. I wanted Natalie to make him cum in her mouth so I could degrade him some more, but he was resisting. He must've really wanted to fuck her.

She kept eye contact with him throughout as she lifted her leg over him and straddled his cock. She sat down on it with a squeak of delight. Victor gasped and I thought he'd cum there and then with the feeling of her tight cunt wrapping round his shaft. He swallowed hard and regained his control.

Slowly Natalie rose off his navel with a wet slurping noise as he cock withdrew. Then equally as slowly she sat back down. Her hands were caressing her tits and she looked in ecstasy. She rose off him again, rubbed his glans on her clit and then sank down again.

That was all it took.

"Oh my god.........fuckkkkkk.........no...........I'm cumming," he said in disappointment.

Natalie looked delighted with her performance as Victor shuddered beneath her. She kept her pace up and down nice and slow, as he pumped his huge load into her. His hips rose with each spurt and I knew it must have felt earth shattering for him. He'd been teased for so long, the release must have been incredible. He looked like he'd died and gone to heaven as he continued pumping her full of spunk.

"Didn't take long!" I laughed. "Fucking loser."

Natalie's pussy started to overflow on her downstroke, leaving a pool of cum around Victors cock and balls. He was still cumming in her.

"Ooooohh it's a big load Miss Kajal," she giggled.

"I know sweetie, he's almost done."

As his orgasm subsided I nodded at Natalie. She quickened her pace and started fucking him faster before he went soft. Having just climaxed so intensely Victor had a pleasure overload as men do once they've cum. They prefer to roll off and go to sleep, but Natalie had other ideas. His cock was now supersensitive to the point of being unbearable after orgasm. She kept on him, riding his cock faster and harder as he squirmed beneath her. He could do nothing, but lie there and take his final punishment. Cum was oozing out of Natalie's fuck hole as she drove down on him again and again until Victor screamed in over stimulation.

"No stop! Please stop! No!" he cried.

She finally stopped and let his cock flop out of her overfilled cunt. There was an immediate gush of semen from her pussy and she left a trail of it all over his belly as she climbed off.

He was still reasonably hard, so I took my opportunity. I climbed aboard and rubbed my labia over his sticky cum coated belly.

"You better cum again for me or there's going to be trouble. I haven't finished with you yet," I hissed.

"No Miss Kajal please don't. I don't think I can take anymore," he pleaded.

I sank my cummy pussy down onto his shaft and started to grind into him. He felt so slick inside me and my pussy was finally going to get the feed it so desperately craved. Sunny Leone zoomed in with the camera on Victors cock and then his face to show his discomfort at being fucked so soon after cumming.

"What's.....Wrong.....Pervert.....Don't......You.......Like......Being.......Fucked?" I asked in time with my down strokes.

He groaned at the discomfort, but I kept going. He was rock hard now, which surprised me after just filling Natalie's cunt.

"Put your tits in his face Natalie. Lets get him off again," I instructed.

She bent down low and pushed her boobs together into his face. They looked soft and warm as the yielded to the shape of his face. She fed her left nipple into his mouth and he sucked greedily. He was starting to enjoy himself again. She alternated her breasts, bumping them into his face in turn.

"Do you like her firm young girl tits?" I asked, continuing to ride him hard and rough.

"Mmmmpphhh, yes Miss Kajal. So good," he slurped.

"I want you to cum in me Victor," I gasped, "fill me up like you did to Natalie."

He started to thrust up to meet me as I fucked him faster. His breathing was getting quicker and I couldn't believe he was getting close to cumming again in such a short space of time.

"For fucks sake Victor. Are you going to cum already?"

"Sorry Miss Kajal I cant help it. You feel so fucking tight."

I sat still with him inside me and clenched my vaginal walls around his fat shaft. I was trying to milk him off without fucking him. If he came it would belittle him even more. I had only been fucking him for less than a minute.

"Shit Miss Kajal. That feels so good, I'm going to cum again."

I stopped and withdrew his cock and sat on his thighs looking down on him. Natalie also climbed off him.

His cock was twitching in front of me.

"You are the most useless fucker I have ever met. Almost cumming in under a minute. What's wrong with you?" I laughed.

He looked ashamed and embarrassed. I sat there just starring at him and laughing, waiting for him to recover.

After a couple of minutes I turned round into the reverse cowgirl and plunged his cock back into me. I rode him hard and fast.

"Oh my god. Yes. Miss Kajal. Please make me cum. I can't hold off much longer," he sighed.

I kept going.

"Oh my god," he panted.

In and out.

"Oh my god. Miss Kajal."

Hard and fast.

"Oh Fuck! Yes!"

His balls tightened. He was going to explode any second.

"Fuuuccccckkkk I'm going to cum." he gasped, throwing his head back and thrusting upwards.

I pulled him out and climbed off.

"Pathetic little bitch!" I shouted.

"What the fuck?" he said, "Don't stop I was about to cum!"

"You don't get to cum you dirty cunt," I snapped. "This is your final punishment. I'm not going to finish you off. Go home and wank off like you normally do. Maybe find your sister's panties and sniff them instead."

"No way! Please Miss Kajal. I've done everything you've asked. Please finish me off."

"Fuck you! You worthless piece of shit." I laughed.

I knew how frustrated he would be. Sunny Leone had done the same thing to me months ago and I hated it. That feeling of incompleteness. The lack of satisfaction was a horrible feeling after being so close. He deserved it.

"Get this loser out of my sight." I said.

Natalie went over to the tray and got a syringe full of liquid. It was filled with a sedative, just like I had been given several times in the past. She pushed the needle into his arm and squeezed the plunger before he knew what was happening. His eyes rolled back in his head and he passed out.

My revenge was complete.

"We're done," I said. "Thanks guys that was amazing. I don't think we'll have any more trouble from him."

The men all left the room and Natalie followed them out carrying the tray. Sunny Leone switched off the cameras and came over to me, standing over Victor's lifeless body.

"Fucking hell Kajal, you can be a real bitch when you want to be can't you?" she said in amazement.

"The mother fucker deserved it after fucking up our date and subjecting me to his sick games, " I said in disgust.

"It was so hot watching you do that to him. You're a natural at it. It went perfectly," she said. "You should be proud of that performance."

"Thank you Sunny Leone, and thank you for arranging it all. I feel better already," I smiled.

"You're very welcome Kajal. Anything you want just ask. Do you want me to find his two accomplices so you can do the same to them."

"No, its fine. I think Victor will warn them what's happened and that should be enough," I said.

"How did you come up with this sordid idea?" she asked.

"I did some research into it. Not letting him cum at the end was down to you. Remember? You did it to me a awhile ago. I fucking hated you for it."

"Yes I remember, but that was all part of your training Kajal."

She went quiet and looked away. As if she had said too much.

"What training?" I asked.

"It doesn't matter. Forget I said it. Why don't we sort out our date together?"

She was holding back for sure. I let it go for now for I knew something was going on.

"Yes I'd love to sort our date out," I replied, following her to the door.

I turned and took one last look at Victor and smiled to myself. My revenge had been sweeter than I could have imagined and I couldn't help thinking that my life was about to change for good.

 

[hotaks]

Friday date is date night. That's what I always used to say. This date night was going to be particularly special as I was finally going out with Sunny. The woman who had repeatedly kidnapped me and subjected me to sexual experiences a million miles away from what I had been used to.

We had tried to go out together a couple of weeks ago, but I was kidnapped by a rival film maker and subjected to further degradation at the hands of Victor.

Fortunately for me, Sunny had then organized my revenge on Victor, which had been superb. I had dominated and humiliated him into shutting down his operations and threatened him to never abuse girls again, either willing or otherwise. He had gotten what he deserved. Once our filming was over I had gone to the dressing room with Sunny to pick out clothes for our date.

That was two days ago and now here I was, getting ready once more for a night of dinner and sex with a woman I knew very little about. Hopefully this time there will be no interruptions. I had showered, done my hair and makeup and was now sitting naked on my sofa, painting my nails. I wanted it all to be perfect and I wanted to look my best for her. I knew she would be doing the same.

My outfit of choice for the evening was a tight gray strapless dress with a long prominent zip at the back, from top to bottom. It was tight fitting and very short. There was a small slit up the left hand side and it looked and felt sensational. I could wear panties with the dress, but no bra. After my ordeal last time, when I didn't wear any knickers, I decided to wear a lace gray G-string to cover my modesty. After all, bending over would show more than I should due the shortness of my dress.

Sunny was picking me up personally this time, at seven and it would be a thirty minute drive to the hotel.

I picked up my new phone. Sunny had given it to me as a present and she told me it was untraceable. We weren't leaving anything to chance this time. There were no messages from her so I thumbed in a text, to tease her a little and pressed send.

"Not long now sexy. Hope you're wet for me xxx"

She replied straight away.

"Dirty slut. See you in ten minutes."

I was hoping for something more, but she was obviously keeping me waiting.

I got up off the sofa and went to my bedroom. My dress was laid out on the bed with my knickers next to it. I pulled the G-string up my tanned legs and into the crack of my ass. I adjusted the underwear to tuck in my ample labia. I was already feeling horny at the thought of what was to come. I put the dress on, back to front to enable me to do the zip up and then swiveled it round and into the correct position. My breasts held it in place and I looked stunning. I gave a couple of twirls side to side to admire myself and then put my shoes on. Gray high heels to match my dress.

I went to the kitchen, finished my wine, picked up my overnight bag and dropped it at the door.

I was just about to walk back to the sofa when my phone beeped.

Bing! Bing!

It read: "I'm here. Silver people carrier"

I looked out of the window and saw the car pulling in. I locked up, put my white leather jacket on, picked up my bag and went out to meet her.

As I got to the car, the sliding door opened and Sunny put her head out with a huge smile on her face. I jumped in, threw my bag on the front seat and climbed into the back with Sunny. The driver pressed a button to close the door and we sped off.

"Lovely to see you again Kajal," she said, almost formal.

"You too, how are you?"

"I'm good. The hotels are about thirty minutes away so relax."

She was wearing a long coat so I couldn't see what she was wearing underneath. She seemed a little distracted.

"Is everything OK?" I asked, sounding concerned.

"Yes Kajal, everything's fine."

She shuffled over on the back seat and linked arms with me. I turned towards her and we kissed. The smell of her apple shampoo caught my nose as her soft lips touched mine in a gentle lingering kiss. She pulled away first and leaned back, looking me up and down. She reached forward and opened my jacket to see my outfit.

"Gorgeous," she gasped, "it really looks amazing on you. Perfect fit."

"Thank you," I replied, "I have you to thank for picking it out for me."

"Underwear?" she quizzed, trying to look up my dress.

I closed my legs tightly.

"You'll have to wait and see," I said.

"Well I can see you're not wearing a Kajal bra, so I'm guessing no panties either," she laughed.

"Well you'd be wrong then," I said.

"Prove it. I don't believe you are a little slut like you would wear knickers to our date."

She put her hand on my thigh and started to trace up to my hem line.

I opened my legs for her so she could gain access. She was already driving me wild with desire. Her hand had disappeared up my dress, expecting to touch my wet pussy lips, but all she found was lace.

She sighed in disappointment and I slapped her hand away.

"I'm not that sort of girl," I giggled, jokingly.

"Yeah right. We both know what sort of girl you are," she sniggered.

"There's plenty of time for that later. Anyway...what are you wearing under that coat? Or are you naked?"

"You'll see when we get there," she said, in a matter of fact tone.

She moved in and kissed me again. There was no passion, it was more loving and I liked this side of her. Her hand grazed my cheek as we kissed. There were no tongues at this stage, she just kept kissing me and pulling away slightly and then back in for more kissing. I touched her neck and pulled her in gently, our eyes half closed to see the others reaction. She was incredible and I felt my nipples harden under my dress. I imagined hers were doing the same. I opened my legs to invite her hand to explore, but she just kept on kissing me and stroking my cheek. I wanted her right there and then, on the back seat, I wanted to wrap my legs between hers and make love to her. I felt stirrings within me which I had never felt before, even when I had made love to my ex-girlfriend emma. Sunny was something else. She finally pulled away and gazed into my eyes. I felt lost in her until she broke the silence.

"I almost forgot....I have a present for you," she said, reaching into her bag.

She passed me a small gift bag tied with a ribbon.

"What is it?" I asked. "Something naughty no doubt."

"Don't open it until we get to the restaurant," she said, putting her hand on the ribbon.

"You're no fun," I said, "You won't show me your outfit and now I can't open my present."

I pouted in a sulky face.

"Cute," she laughed.

We eventually got to the hotel and the door opened for us. We both got out and the porter took our bags. The hotel was extremely high end. Security was very tight and people were not allowed into the building without a special card. Sunny flashed her card at the doorman and we were allowed inside. The hotel was at least five star and very modern and expensive. A large foyer led to elevators and I saw our porter taking our bags to a higher level floor. Sunny had obviously been to this place before, as she led me straight to the restaurant just off the foyer. She flashed her card again and we were taken to a table for two near the window. It overlooked a lake at the back of the hotel and gave a sensational view over the rest of the city.

The waiter took my jacket and moved around to take Sunny's. She turned away from me and took it off and handed it to the waiter. From the rear she looked like she was wearing a black mini skirt and no top, her back was completely naked. When she turned around, I couldn't help but gasp at her beauty and boldness. The dress was black and tight fitting in all the right places. There was a huge slit from her navel to her neck and the two resulting straps barely covered her boobs. Her belly button was showing and as were most of her breasts. Two thick black straps came up into a halter neck. That was it. She basically looked like she was wearing a miniskirt and two seat belt straps. Her cleavage showed and so did the side of her boobs. Somehow it didn't look overly slutty on her. She made it look classy and sophisticated.

"Put your tongue back in Kajal," she giggled, slipping her hair behind her left ear.

The waiter couldn't take his eyes off her. Neither could half the guys in the restaurant. She truly was mesmerizing. The waiter suddenly remembered himself and walked off to hang our jackets.

We sat opposite each other at the small table. I was still wide eyed with my jaw hanging open.

"I take it you like it then?" she asked, sitting up straight and pushing her breasts out.

"Forget dinner! Let's just go and fuck!" I exclaimed, a little bit too loud.

"Kajaaaaaaaaal behave yourself," she said under her breath, looking out the corner of her eyes at the admiring crowd.

"Holy fuck, you look hot, where did you get that dress from?" I whispered.

"It's just something I threw on," she shrugged.

"Underwear?" I asked, as she had done to me.

"Wait and see," she winked.

I regained my composure and the rest of the room went back to their own business.

I picked up my present from the table and was about to open it when Sunny stopped me again.

"I think it might be better if you go to the ladies room and open it," she said quietly, looking around the half-filled room.

I gave her a quizzical look and got up. The ladies room was in the far corner of the restaurant. I walked over to it slowly, wiggling my ass, as I knew she would be watching me. I caught the attention of nearly every guy in the room, maybe my dress was more revealing than I thought.

The toilets were plush and modern. I could have eaten my dinner there it was so nice. I went into the nearest cubicle and sat on the toilet seat to open my present. It had to be something kinky or she would have let me open it at the table. I undid the ribbon and put my hand inside the bag. I pulled out a pair of black lace knickers with a large attachment in the gusset. As I examined them further I realized it was a dildo sewn into the gusset with a clitoral stimulator above it. The dildo was black and made of a soft latex and was shaped like a but plug. I guessed it was to keep it in pace. The tip was curved like a g-spot stimulator and I couldn't wait to try them on.

'Dirty bitch!' I thought to myself.

I wriggled out of my damp G-string and pulled the vibrating panties over my legs. I had to stand up to insert the four inch cock inside me. Luckily I was already well lubricated from kissing Sunny in the back of the car. I looked for a switch to turn them on, but there wasn't one.

'Definitely a dirty bitch,' I thought, 'she has the remote control for them.'

I wanted to text her, but realized my phone was on the table. I got up and started back to the table. I was nervous and it felt weird to have a cock inside me in public. I could have sworn people knew. Maybe I was walking funny.

I got back to the table and got level with Sunny. I opened my hand and dropped my damp G-string onto the table in front of her. She quickly swept them off the table and into her lap. I sat down just as the waiter arrived. He was once again staring at Sunny's naked tits. He was taking sneaky glances at them when she wasn't looking. The waiter was about twenty and must have thought all his Christmases had come at once.

"Can I get you ladies anything to drink at all?" he asked, handing out the menus.

"A bottle of champagne please," replied Sunny.

"Certainly Madame, shall I talk you through the menu?"

"Yes please," she said.

Her hand went under the table and she smiled at me.

Buzzzzzzzzz.

I nearly leapt out of my chair. My knickers buzzed right against my clitoris, right there in plain sight of everyone in the restaurant. It sounded really loud to me, but I don't think they heard it. It was a short sharp buzz, but very powerful.

"Are you OK Kajal?" asked Sunny, sounding concerned.

I cleared my throat.

"Er....yes...I'm fine. Could I have some water please?" I asked the waiter.

"Certainly Madame, I'll bring some over."

He wandered off.

"You dirty bitch," I whispered, leaning closer to Sunny, "At least wait until he's gone."

She just smiled at me.

Buzzzzzzzzz. Buzzzzzzzzzz. Buzzzzzzzzz.

I squished my legs together as the waiter came back. He poured some water as I waited for the next assault inside my panties. The anticipation was nearly as good as the vibrating sensation.

He talked us through the menu, occasionally glancing at Sunny's boobs as well as mine. I'm sure he had a hard on in his pants. We ordered the soup starter and the fish for main.

"Will you require dessert?" he asked, "or do you want to wait until after the main?"

"She is my dessert," I said, holding her free hand across the table and looking at the waiter. "My dessert is between her legs."

Sunny looked as shocked as the waiter did and she pressed the remote again under the table as punishment.

Buzzzzzzzzz.

I jumped slightly at a different sensation. She had switched on the g spot vibe rather than the clitoral stimulator. I felt the continuous buzzing deep inside me and squirmed slightly with a giggle.

"Are you a couple?" asked the shocked waiter.

"Sort of," I said.

If Sunny was going to be inappropriate with my vibrating underwear, I was going to be equally as shocking.

"Wow," he replied.

"I know. She's so fucking hot isn't she? I've seen you checking her out," I said to the waiter.

"I....err....wasn't..."

"Yes you were. I saw you staring at her tits. They're amazing aren't they?"

"I.... errr... they're very nice," he stammered and walked away quickly.

"Kajalaaaaaa. You're outrageous," gasped Sunny.

"You're the one playing with my pussy by remote control," I said.

"I know, this thing is great. How does it feel?"

"It's buzzing on my g spot right now, can't you hear it?"

"No, I can't hear anything. It has different settings for rhythm and intensity. It's on low at the minute."

She turned it off.

I relaxed a little, but still thought everyone was staring at me.

Sunny poured the wine and we clinked glasses.

"Cheers," we said in unison.

Sunny put her glass down and dropped her hand to her lap. She bought it back up with my G string in her hand and a slutty look on her face.

"In answer to your earlier question Kajal, no I am not wearing any underwear."

She discreetly sniffed my worn knickers and then dropped her hand down again.

"Someone's got excited in her panties," she said.

"Very," I replied.

I saw her shuffling about on the chair and her hand went lower.

"What are you doing," I asked.

"Stuffing your knickers inside me," she smirked.

"What? Actually in your pussy?" I whispered, lowering my head.

"Mhmmm," she squirmed some more and finally bought her hand back up, showing me it was empty, like a magician doing a disappearing trick.

I held my hand to my mouth to stifle my laugh.

"That should stop me leaking all over the chair when I make you cum at the dinner table," she said.

"No. People will hear. You can't do that."

"Clit or g spot?" she asked, showing me the remote.

"Neither. Stop it. People are looking."

"Pick one or I will," she replied.

"Clit," I said, shuffling on the chair.

Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz.........

She left it switched on this time and leaned forward.

My clit buzzed away in short sharp bursts and the feeling was incredible. Maybe it was due to being in plain view of everyone, but it was so intense.

"When you cum, make sure you do it quietly," she said, "this is a respectable place."

I gasped and reached out for the napkin. I picked it up and discreetly pushed it under my ass, between my knickers and the back of my dress. I didn't want a wet patch on my gray dress when I stood up. I could have protested more to make her stop, but it wouldn't have made any difference. She was going to get me off no matter what I said.

"Enjoying our date so far?" she asked.

"Mmmm.... Yes..." I was struggling to stay composed.

The waiter arrived with the soup and placed it in front of us. He looked at Sunny's boobs again.

"I bet you'd love to slide your cock in between my girlfriend's tits wouldn't you?" I teased him. "Feel them all nice and soft and warm around your cock?"

"I.. Madame.. I wasn't...." he stammered.

"Maybe she'll show you her nipples if you're a good boy today," I continued.

"Enjoy your soup ladies," he said and made a hasty retreat.

Sunny turned up the intensity and changed the rhythm on my vibe.

BuzzzZZZZZzzzzzzz. BuzzzZZZZZzzzzzzz. BuzzzZZZZZzzzzzzz.........

It now came on slow and increased in a wave sensation and then tailed off before starting up again.

"Leave the waiter alone, he is innocent," she said.

"So was I when you first kidnapped me," I replied.

I tried eating my soup, but I was a little shaky. Sunny ate hers with no problems.

She switched on the g spot vibe and I knew I wouldn't last long. I was blushing and squirming about.

"I want you to cum in your knickers for me at the dinner table," she said seductively.

I kept my lips clamped shut as she turned it up even more. I didn't want to go into a full "when Harry met Sally" moment, but it was difficult to contain it.

I leaned forward to get maximum stimulation and felt it really start to build. Her free hand held mine across the table and she stared into my eyes. My belly tingled with the inevitable surge of orgasm.

"Do it. Cum for me," she pleaded. "You know you want to. Just think how nice it will feel."

I stifled a moan. People were looking at me, I was sure of it.

"Just let it go. Wet those knickers for me and then I'll turn it off."

My pussy was on fire and ready to burst any second. I was holding it off. I couldn't cum in the middle of a restaurant, it felt so wrong. I held my breath.

The waiter arrived and took the soup bowls away just as my cooch exploded under the table. I let out a small squeak as I felt my overheated snatch pulse and contract around the latex shaft deep inside me. On the outside I looked normal, but inside I was having wave after wave of intense pleasure spreading from my belly to the tips of my toes. It was so intense and strong I thought I was going to pee myself. Sunny sat there calm and relaxed as I came for her in a room full of people. I shuddered as it came to a blissful end.

"Have you just cum?" she asked, sounding disgusted with me.

"You know I have," I panted, "turn it off."

She kept it on.

"You fucking dirty little slut," she said with disdain, "cumming in your underwear in front of all these people."

Her voice was low, but I'm sure people heard her.

"Yes I'm a slut," I panted, still squirming, "please turn it off."

She passed me the remote across the table. I fumbled with the buttons not knowing which one to press. Initially I turned it up even higher until I found the off button and let out a sigh of relief. I threw the remote into the center of the table

"That was fun," she giggled, sipping her champagne as though nothing had happened.

I put my hand between my legs to make sure I hadn't made too much of a mess. The fabric of the knickers was soaked and I only hoped the napkin under my ass was doing its job. The dildo inside me was acting as a plug to prevent me leaking too much, which was a bonus.

"You are so fucking bad," I said, trying to compose myself.

I was about to wipe my slimy fingers on the table cloth, but Sunny grabbed my hand and sucked my fingers into her mouth. She looked like she was sampling a chef's fine sauce and savored the taste in appreciation.

"Delicious," she sniggered.

Her naughty game was over for now and we got back to more serious conversation as the main courses arrived. The waiter managed to divert his eyes from Sunny's cleavage for a change.

"Are all your dates like this Sunny?" I asked.

"I don't usually go on dates," she replied.

"So why are we on a date?"

She smiled at me, like a mother smiles at her child.

"Haven't you figured it out yet Kajal?" she said.

"Figured out?" I asked, hoping she'd give me the answer I longed for.

"I have feelings for you. Surely you know that. You can feel the chemistry between us. I've seen how you look at me and you know how I look at you."

"Oh my god! You don't know how long I've waited to hear you say something like that," I said. "I feel the same way."

"I know you are sweetie. I've known since I met you over a year ago. There's something about you which I'm drawn to like never before."

"We didn't meet. You kidnapped me, remember? Although I'm glad you did," I smiled, shyly.

"True, but I knew as soon as you opened your eyes from the sedative that you were going to be something special. You're a natural at this sort of thing."

"What sort of thing?" I asked.

"Fucking, seduction, filthy sex. I know you were initially terrified, but you relished in it. You've come on in leaps and bounds since that first session. I knew you would. I wanted someone who I could shape and mould sexually, but also someone who could face down the fear and inhibitions and just enjoy herself."

"Well you've certainly taught me some new tricks," I giggled.

"Yes. I remember hacking your electronic diary and thinking how vanilla you were."

"Thanks a lot," I said, sitting back in my chair slightly, looking offended.

"I don't mean it like that. You're perfect. You have a body and look to die for and you're feisty. You fight back. You're a strong willed woman Kajal. That's why I've fallen for you."

I felt myself getting hot and knew I must be blushing. She felt the same way about me as I did about her.

"So why all the teasing and being mean to me?" I asked. "You've put me through a lot over the last few months. You've drugged me, kidnapped me, gang raped me, on more than one occasion. You've made me deepthroat cocks and have thirty men cum all over me. You made me fuck my own sister. You've had four guys fuck my ass. You've denied me orgasms, even though I gave you one. You've even made me fuck a guy for money."

"There's reasons for all of that Kajal," she said, "but, looking back, do you regret any of it? I know you fucking loved it, you told me yourself."

"Eventually I enjoyed it, yes, but you haven't answered the question. Why?"

She sighed.

"I've been training you Kajal. That's why! I want to offer you a job," she looked me in the eye.

Her eyes sparkled. They were wide and cat-like, accentuated by her makeup.

I wasn't surprised. I knew she was up to something. The restaurant was starting to thin out, but we still kept our voices low. Talking about gangrape and bukkake wasn't ideal dining room conversation.

"So you want me to make more dirty films for you, but get **censored** for it?" I asked, trying to sound shocked.

"Yes and no," she lowered her voice even further. "Making dirty films is a front for the real business we conduct. It generates revenue to fund our true line of work."

"What the fuck are you talking about? What true line of work?" I was now intrigued. I knew something wasn't right here.

"Let's just say it's the seduction and manipulation of people, to ensure we keep things moving in the right direction."

"I don't understand. Who the hell are you Sunny?"

"I'm a recruiter, trainer and asset manager for the company. You obviously haven't been paying attention each time we met. Did you really think I was just using you to make dirty movies? People like you are extremely hard to come by," she said.

I was feeling shocked for real now and wondering what I had got myself into.

"Let's just go over the things that have happened to you in the last year. It might explain things a little better," she continued.

"Well, you need to start explaining things a lot better. I have no idea what you do or who you are," I exclaimed, starting to feel a little worried.

"OK. The first time we met I had drugged you, tied you to a gynecologists chair and had five men cum inside you without your consent. Right?"

I felt nipples harden at the thought of it.

"Go on," I said.

"That was stage one and you passed with flying colors. You overcame the fear of rape and took control of the situation. You even climaxed more than once. Most normal girls would have cracked and been useless in those circumstances, but you actually begged to be fucked. When we send our people out on assignments, especially women, what do you think is the worst thing that can happen to them if they are discovered for what they are?"

"They get raped," I said, as my history started to unfold before me.

"Exactly. We never put them in real danger of violence, but rape is the biggest threat. You've been subjected to it on numerous occasions. Are you bothered by it?"

"I was, but I'm not now. I just look at the positive side of it and enjoy being fucked," I giggled.

"So if it happened to you on an assignment, you could still perform without any lasting psychological damage?"

"I would think so, yes," I replied.

"Next I brought you in again for a bukkake session. More depraved sex acts and I taught you how to deepthroat a cock," she said in a matter of fact tone.

My nipples were showing through my dress and my clit was throbbing. I was reliving it and it excited me.

"You made me sniff your knickers," I laughed.

"Yes, I sat on your face and tested you for lesbian tendencies. I already knew you would like girls from the previous session, when I had made you sniff Natalie's underwear just as you came. We got interrupted during the initial session and had to wait until you were covered in cum and everyone had left."

"Yes I remember," I said, smiling and licking my lips.

"You sucked and fucked thirty men that day. It was incredible. That was to re-enforce the gang rape scenario. No-one has ever passed as easily as you did. You absolutely loved it. Plus we got a good film out of it."

"I know, it turns me on even now, when I think about it all those guys enjoying me."

She looked at my nipples poking through my dress.

"So I see," she said.

I giggled.

"This is exactly what I'm talking about Kajal. You were born to fuck, you're so horny all the time," she laughed to lighten the mood.

"Why didn't you let me cum that day? I got you off, but you never finished me off?"

"It was a control thing for me. I like to be in control and I need you to know who's boss. I gave you my cummy panties to help you on your way. I'm sure you got off to them."

"In them actually. I put them on and masturbated until I came in," I said, as though it was an everyday occurrence.

"I might have guessed you little minx," she replied. "Unfortunately you then talked to your girlfriend about it, so we had to call you in for punishment."

"I remember. Now that was fucked up. Making me wear a dog collar and making me fuck my sister."

"It was necessary. A threat to your family might happen and I needed to see how you'd react. As it turns out your sister was as much a freak as you and took it up the ass like anal professional, after you'd got her super horny with your fingers and tongue. It was one of the hottest things I'd ever seen Kajal."

She crossed her legs and I saw her nipples get hard too.

"Getting wet thinking about it are we?" I asked, looking at her nipples.

She smiled.

"Not as wet as when you made love to me. Oh my god, how I'd long for that moment. Feeling your pussy against mine as we came in unison. I knew then I was in love with you," she said, gazing into my eyes with wanton lust.

"So it is love then? Not lust?" I asked, hoping she'd say love.

"Of course it's love. I'm in love with you Kajal. I just wanted to make sure you felt the same."

"Don't ask me why, but yes I've fallen for you big time. I know you're ten years older than me, but I am in love with you too," I finally got the words out.

I held her hand across the table. She leaned in and I responded. We kissed across the table. A long lingering loving kiss. My heart skipped beats and all I wanted was to take her upstairs and fuck her brains out. I knew she wanted the same thing.

She pulled away and looked shy and vulnerable. I loved that about her. One minute she was the boss and the next minute she seemed timid and shy. So cute.

She composed herself.

"Where was I? Ah yes, making love to you after your sisters anal experience and her squirting all over your face," she laughed.

I laughed too.

"I hoped our pussy tribbing session would have shown you my true feelings towards you," she said.

"I find it hard to read you Sunny. One minute you're nice as pie and the next minute dressing me like a dog and making me do depraved things."

"True. That was all part of your training. It also made you jealous of your sister, because she liked anal and you didn't want to try it. It made you want anal, which was a bonus for me. If you couldn't take a cock in your ass then I wouldn't be able to employ you. All men like anal these days."

"Yes so I gather. I never thought I'd like it, but now I love it. I still prefer my pussy filled, but I do like being fucked in the wrong hole," I sniggered like a school girl.

"Yes, I know you do. I was there to remember, training you with bullet vibes and a dildo. I said to you at the time that I didn't like making you do these things and that we all worked for someone. I was just doing as I was told," she said, lowering her head.

"So who calls the shots then, if it's not you?" I quizzed.

"Can't you figure it out. You've met him......and fucked him three times I believe."

"Ethan? Holy fuck. How could I have not seen that coming? He didn't want to fuck me for money, he was testing out his latest recruit. No-one pays ten grand for a night with a whore," I gasped, putting my head in my hands.

"Now you're getting it. Thinking on your feet. Yes. Ethan is the boss. I answer to him," she replied.

We both went silent for a moment as the waiter came back and took the plates away. He filled our glasses with more champagne and took his opportunity to look at our erect nipples while we were distracted. I was too in shock with the revelations to comment.

"So Ethan was evaluating me to see if I was up to the job? That's why he told me to never change." I continued.

"Yes, like a practical job interview. He was testing your seduction skills as well as your prowess in the bedroom."

I shifted in my chair and I felt the shaft in my pussy shift inside me. It made me shiver and I felt the wetness leak past the rubber dildo and into my panties. When I finally got to pull it out it was going to be a hell of a mess down there. This was turning me on so much, reliving the experiences and the excitement of Sunny's revelations were pushing me even further.

"And Victor? Was he taking a test too?" I asked, starting to see where all this had been heading since the day I met Sunny.

"No. He was the real deal. It was actually fortunate for us because that would have been the next stage for you. We'd have set something up similar to what he did to you. As it turned out we didn't need to. It had nothing to do with us. He doesn't know what we really do. He thinks we're a rival film company like he told you. He wanted our latest star for his own monetary gain. The fact that you reacted the way you did and managed to escape is only testament to you and the shows that you're ready for real assignments. I saw the film he took, you were amazing. You took charge and they actually looked scared of you at one point."

"Yeah I did get a bit feisty with them. I guess what I'd been through with you made their efforts look quite tame. I did enjoy it though, but not as much as getting my revenge on Victor. He needed teaching some manners with regard to women," I said.

"That's my point Kajal. You're a natural at this. You dominated and humiliated him and got what you wanted from him. That's what we do, but on a larger scale. You already said you wanted to have more control over men, so why not get **censored** for it?" she pointed out.

"And our date? Is this a test too?" I asked, avoiding her question.

She looked hurt.

"No....of course not. This is me and you together for the first time outside of work. I love you Kajal, I just told you that," she said.

"I'm just finding out where we stand. This is a hell of a shock to me Sunny. I had no idea you were into all this spy stuff."

She burst out laughing.

"Spy stuff? This is a million miles away from that sweetie. It's merely encouraging people who are doing good, to continue doing good and discouraging people who are doing bad from continuing to do bad. It's not James Bond," she tittered.

Sunny signaled the waiter to come over. He looked nervous about coming back, but wandered across to us in the near empty restaurant.

"Yes Madam, would you like to see the dessert menu?" he asked, glancing at her barely covered cups.

"No thank you, can I sign the bill please."

"Certainly Madame, I'll be back shortly," he replied, taking a sideways look at my erect nipples again.

He walked off to the kitchen.

"He's been perving at us all night Sunny," I said. "Shall we give him a little treat?"

"Sure, I'm always up for some fun."

I pulled her close and we kissed again across the table as the waiter came back with the bill. I slipped my hand lower and caressed her boob as my tongue entered her mouth. Her breast was warm and firm and felt naked except for the strap covering her nipple. We broke our kiss as he placed the bill on the table and we both looked at him. I swear there was a bulge in his pants.

"Do you like seeing us kiss?" I asked.

"Errr...Madame...I wasn't looking," he stammered.

"Sure you were, we don't mind. Do you like my girlfriend's big tits?" I squeezed her gently and bounced Sunny's right boob slightly making it jiggle.

The waiter gulped and starred at the show we were putting on.

"Very... err...nice Madame," he spluttered.

"Does it make it hard seeing us together?" I asked, kissing her again.

"I'd...err...rather not say Madame."

"Of course it does. Let me see how hard it is. The restaurants are nearly empty. Come on show it to me," I said seductively, almost in a whisper.

He stood stock still, his crotch level with the table.

"How about if my girlfriend shows you her tits? Would you show me your cock then? I'll show you hers if you show me yours."

He looked around the room to make sure no-one was looking.

"Y..You..go first," he stammered.

I thought he was about to lose his load in his shorts. Maybe he had.

"Ok," I said, moving back in my chair. "Sunny, show this boy your sexy lady lumps."

She smiled at me and then at the waiter. She slowly bought her hands up to her cleavage and gripped the two straps of the dress. She closed her eyes, tilted her head back and slid the material outwards to expose her completely naked breasts. Her dark nipples were as hard as bullets in the dim light.

The waiter gasped.

"Show it to me," I demanded, "Now!"

"I can't. If I get caught I'll be fired," he whispered, not taking his eyes off Sunny's orbs.

She started to tweak her nipples and caress herself slowly, lifting her breasts and letting them fall under their own weight. They bounced gently before coming to rest and she repeated the process.

"Get it out now or I'll tell your boss you've been perving at our tits all night. Then you'll be fired anyway," I said sternly.

He knew he didn't have a choice. He looked around again and undid his zip. His hands dropped to his sides as though he was too scared to continue. I shuffled forward on my chair and reached my hand into his fly. He was rock hard and twitching. His pants felt damp and when I finally pulled his cock out I could see why. He was dripping in pre-cum. Sunny opened her eyes to see his manhood bobbing up and down at the dinner table. She used the tip of her finger to wipe up his pre-cum and held it out for me to lick. I sucked hungrily and swallowed it down.

"Mmmmmm Tangy," I giggled. "Looks like someone's been hard on us all night long, Sunny."

She took his hand and placed it on her left breast. He looked shocked and didn't really know what to do with it. She put her hand on top of his and started kneading her boob through his hand.

If anyone had looked over it would have looked like the waiter was standing at the table talking to us. He was standing up straight in fear and disbelief as Sunny made him feel her tits. He was trembling slightly and looked in between petrified and ecstatic.

"I want you to cum for me," I said in a slutty voice.

I gently took hold of his cock, making sure no-one could see and stroked him slowly. Sunny continued to make him caress her firm breasts, sitting there almost topless. He was young and inexperienced and I knew he'd cum pretty quickly. I had a naughty idea and reached for my half-empty champagne flute with my spare hand.

"We wouldn't want you to make a mess all over the table cloth, would we? You better shoot it into my glass for me," I whispered, moving the glass nearer to his cock.

Sunny took her hand off his.

"Squeeze my tits hard young man. I like it hard," she said, pushing her chest out.

He obeyed after a quick look around once more to make sure he wasn't going to get caught.

I stroked his six inch cock faster and increased my grip. Each stroke pulled his foreskin back fully and then rolled it forward as his shaft stuck out from his trousers. His tip was slick with his self-made lubricant and his legs started to shake.

He was going to cum any second. I moved my glass nearer.

"That's it, just let it go. It will feel much better. Then I'm going to drink it. I love swallowing spunk," I teased.

That was all it took. I timed it perfectly as he let out a soft muffled moan and shot his load into my glass. I directed his tip into the mouth of the champagne flute and he shot several large thick squirts into my drink. The champagne fizzed and his seed floated in the bubbles in large stringy globules. I milked the last drops from his tip and wiped them onto the rim of the glass and let go of his cock.

"Good boy," I said, "I knew you'd like it."

He'd cum in less than two minutes, with his hand gripping Sunny's boob. He quickly put his cock away, checking all around him again. He did his zip up and Sunny covered her boobs back up. The only evidence that anything had happened was the waiter's flustered face and my glass of spunky champagne.

"You two are incredible," he gasped, suddenly losing his nervous stammer, "thank you so much."

"No thank you," I said, lifting my glass.

I held it up to admire his frothing load.

"Cheers," I said and downed the contents in one gulp.

I felt his lumpy seed slide down my throat and I smacked my lips together and let out a sigh of appreciation.

"Delicious," I said.

"Unbelievable," uttered the waiter. "If you need anything at all just ask."

Sunny signed the bill and got up to leave.

"Coats please," she said to the waiter.

"Of course," he replied and scurried off to retrieve our jackets.

"You are so bad Kajal, the poor lad didn't know what hit him," she giggled.

"I know, it was naughty wasn't it," I laughed, getting up and preparing to leave.

 

[hotaks]

I knew we would be going to the hotel room now and with everything that had happened so far that evening I was as horny as hell. I couldn't wait to make love to her. The waiter came back with our coats, grinning from ear to ear. We put our coats over our arms and were just about to leave when Sunny stopped and turned to the waiter. She pushed her hand up her dress and pulled out my wet panties from her snatch.

"Here's your tip for excellent service this evening," she said to the waiter, handing him my G-string. "Enjoy them."

We walked off chuckling like school girls, as he quickly stuffed them in his pocket.

We walked across the foyer and towards the lift. The lift had more security guards either side of it and Sunny flashed her card again. They pressed the button for the lift and the doors opened.

"Good evening ladies," said the security guard in a very deep voice. "Which floor are you going to?"

"Top floor, penthouse suite please," replied Sunny.

He selected the correct floor and ushered us into the lift

"Have a good evening," he said and the lift closed behind us, leaving us alone in the shiny metal box.

Sunny moved in front of me and I thought she was about to kiss me, but she didn't. She pressed the remote and turned on the clitoral stimulator. I squished my legs together as she got even closer. I could feel her breath on my face, she was inches away, face to face. She was denying herself a kiss. The sexual magnetism was intense as we rode the lift to the top floor. I leaned in a little and she leaned back, as though there was an invisible force field between us. The anticipation was killing me.

Bing!

The lift arrived and the doors opened. She switched off my panties and we walked down the empty corridor to the penthouse suite door.

"I can't believe you've booked the penthouse, " I gasped, "it must have cost a fortune."

"The penthouse is not open for the public to book," she said, handing me the key card.

"I don't understand." I said looking at the plastic card in my hand.

"Are you going to take the job?" she asked.

"Yes. Are you kidding? Of course I am."

"Then welcome to your new home," she gestured for me to open up.

I swiped the card and went inside. It was huge inside and smelt of new furniture and carpets. It was plush, but minimalistic. Similar to my own taste in interior design. A full wall of windows overlooked the lake and the city hundreds of feet below me. It must have been worth over a million pounds at least.

"Are you fucking kidding me? I can't accept this. It's too much."

"Before you get carried away Kajal, this whole building is owned by Ethan. You can stay here as long as you work for us. It's yours. Your basic salary is seventy five thousand $ a year with bonuses when you complete a successful assignment."

"Holy fucking shit!" I almost burst into tears.

I threw my arms around her and kicked the door shut. We kissed until she pushed me away.

"Have a look around sweetie, we've based it on your own tastes after seeing inside your apartment."

I was in awe of the place. Chrome, glass and leather were everywhere. The bedroom was huge, as was the bed. I walked towards the window and saw a hot tub with the steamy water lying still and tranquil. The windows folded in on bi-fold doors so the whole room could be opened up to the outside world. It was like something out of a movie.

I turned to face her, she was still standing near the door.

"Like it?" she asked, throwing her arms outwards.

"How can I ever repay you?"

"Work hard for us and complete the assignments you're given. Some will be easy, some will be more difficult, but all of them will involve you fucking people and manipulating or distracting them," she said, almost business like.

"I was thinking of another way to repay you," I said, seductively.

We both kicked our shoes off and she walked towards me slowly. She stopped in front of me and looked me up and down. She moved around the back of me as though assessing me, like a buyer assessing a piece of fine art or a sculpture.

"God you're so beautiful," she sighed in a breathy voice.

Her hands went up to my shoulders and traced down to the zip on my dress. She slowly pulled it down, taking her time to admire my spine, taking in every inch of my back. The zip finally released and my dress fell to the floor. She stayed behind me, in total control. I stood still with my arms by my sides as she moved in close behind me. I felt her hands in the waistband of my sodden underwear and she slowly pulled them down. They got stuck on my thighs, held in place by the four inch dildo still inside me. She dropped to her knees and pulled on the base of the shaft. I felt the shaft release from my vagina and a gush of my love honey poured out and wet the inside of my thighs.

I gasped at how wet I'd got from the vibrating knickers.

The panties fell to the floor with a thud and she stood back up. She was so close I could smell her. She moved in close behind my ear and I waited to be kissed. Still she resisted. She moved to the other side of my neck, her breath tickling my neck and making me shy away from her. Still no kiss.

She moved around in front of me and took two steps backwards. She was admiring me. Taking in my body in all its glory as I stood in front of her as naked as the day I was born.

"Absolutely stunning," she gasped.

She reached up to her straps on the halter neck and undid it from around her neck. Slowly she lowered the straps allowing them to hang forward until she revealed her magnificent breasts. They were full and firm and stood proud of her body, looking heavy and inviting. She lowered the straps completely and continued to undress in front of me. For such a small garment it seemed to take an eternity for her to strip off. She was savoring the moment, making me want her more. She eventually dropped the dress to her feet and stood up straight in front of me.

There we were, two naked souls standing three feet apart in a million pound penthouse suite in front of a breath-taking view. The only view I was interested in was her. She moved closer and stopped again just short of our lips touching. She was still denying us the pleasure. The anticipation was bubbling over and I couldn't take much more. She looked so lustful and sexy I just wanted to take her in my arms and kiss her.

She leaned forward to kiss me and I backed away. I was now denying us the pleasure. She leaned in again and I stepped back towards the glass windows. She continued her advance until my ass touched the glass and I had nowhere left to go. I leaned my head back and arched my back trying to keep the cold chill from my skin. My ass felt cold and my pussy felt on fire. I was burning inside for her.

She gently held my hand, the first contact since we'd stripped off. It felt electric. We entwined our fingers and she slammed my hand against the window next to my head. Her lips grazed mine. Her other hand grabbed me round the throat. She squeezed gently and forced her lips onto mine. She tasted champagne and her lips were soft and warm. She kissed me slowly, looking into my eyes like she owned me. At that point she did. I was hers for the taking. I almost felt like my orgasm was building in my belly and that the slightest touch could spark off my climax.

She pulled away and looked down her nose at me.

"I fucking love you Kajal," she gasped.

"I love you too Sunny," I responded.

She kissed me again, a little harder this time. My free hand came up to her face and I stroked her cheek. She pulled away and let go of me.

"Hands by your side and keep them there," she demanded.

I dropped my hands down to my sides and closed my eyes. She gripped my throat again, harder this time and kissed me, forcing her tongue into my mouth. She dominated me and pushed hard against me forcing my back against the cold window. I felt the icy chill up my spine as she choked me harder, forcing her leg in-between mine. She ground her thigh into my dripping cunt and I gasped and kissed her back hard. I was trying to push her off and take control, but she was stronger than me. She liked that I was struggling. It seemed to get her going even more. She tightened her grip on my throat and bit my bottom lip. She was really getting rough with me now. I was struggling to breath with the pressure on my throat and lack of oxygen from her passionate kissing.

I whimpered to try and signal to her that it was too much, but she kept going. She forced her boobs against mine and thrust her tongue down my throat. Her leg was grinding into my pussy and I felt like she was assaulting me from all angles. I had seen her be rough before, but not like this. I was loving the attention, but felt like I needed air. I guessed this is what being raped by a woman must feel like. I pushed her off in one last attempt and finally she got the message. She let go of my throat and stepped back.

I was gasping for breath.

"Fuck! That was intense," she said.

"You're telling me!" I coughed.

"Bedroom! Now!" she ordered.

She held out her hand and I grabbed it as she led me to the bedroom and the huge bed. She lay down on her back and opened her legs. Her pussy looked irresistible. Her plump outer lips were smooth and pale and her inner labia poked through. They were darker and hung open exposing her huge hardened clit. Her complete genitals were covered in a thick layer of cunt cream. It almost looked like a guy had cummed her. It was so thick.

"Eat my cunt Kajal," she gasped. "Make me cum."

I joined her on the bed and started by kissing her lips. She seemed less dominant now and she responded with softer kisses. I went lower and kissed her neck. She sighed in ecstasy as I approached her boobs. They looked huge compared to mine and I nuzzled into them feeling their warmth and softness as she pushed them together for me and smother my face into them. I sucked her nipples and went lower kissing her belly. I couldn't hold off any longer. I had to taste her. If she was as turned on as me I knew she'd cum hard and quickly.

I finally got my head between her legs. I looked up at her once and then devoured her womanhood for all I was worth. Her scent was overpowering and she must have been wet all night, judging by the state of her pussy. I sucked her lips and swallowed her girl cream as she writhed beneath me. I located her clit and licked either side of it. She grabbed the back of my head trying to force me to give her direct clitoral stimulation. I resisted and went lower and licked the entrance to her hole.

"Fucking tease," she whispered.

I went back to her clit and teased her some more. She was getting close already. I went back to her hole and licked her perineum and down to her asshole.

"Suck my clit Kajal," she said, getting impatient.

"No yet," I whispered.

She sat up in frustration and spun round on the bed. She grabbed my hips and lifted me onto her face. We were now in a sixty-nine position with me on top of her. She pulled my wet cunt onto her mouth and started eating me. I let out a long drawn out breath at her sudden attention on my pussy. I'd longed for her to lick my cunt and this was the first time she'd done it. She licked me like a professional. Just enough pressure and in just the right spot to drive me wild without making me cum.

I went back to her clit and reciprocated what she was doing to me. We teased each other to the edge of climax and then withdrew. The build-up was unbelievable and I knew if I didn't cum soon I would go insane. We teased either side of each other's clits and the vaginal opening. We tongue fucked each other and licked each other's asses. We were panting and moaning in ecstasy and wondered which one of us would cum first.

She suddenly flipped me over so she was on top of me and then got off the bed.

I felt like crying. She had denied me an orgasm once again as she moved over to her bag. I forgave her instantly when I saw what she had in her hand. She produced a large translucent double ended dildo. It was about sixteen inches long and made of rubber.

"Let's fuck!" she exclaimed in a slutty panting voice.

She climbed on the bed, opened her legs and stuffed one end of the dildo into her swollen pussy. She got between my legs and we wrapped our legs around each other as she pushed the free end into me slow and deep. Our legs crossed over and we sat up holding each other tight in the scissor position. Our clits made contact and we started to grind into each other as we kissed passionately. We fought for domination as my orgasm built like never before. We were dripping wet and the dildo slipped in and out easily. I was in heaven, nothing else mattered to me except this exquisite moment. We were in each other's minds as well as bodies and we moved as one being. We broke our embrace and supported ourselves on the bed as we leaned back to increase the contact on our pubic mounds. We had our eyes half closed, enjoying the expression on each other's faces as we approached climax. My heart was pounding, we had beads of sweat on us and my emotions were busting out all around me. I felt so happy, so pleasured and so loved I thought I would cry.

I watched her belly tense and her grinding got harder and faster. Short strokes across my clit. She grabbed one of her tits and screamed out as she came right in front of me. She looked sensational when she climaxed. So at peace, so beautiful, the expression on her face said it all.

"Oooooh Kajal, Yesssss," she whimpered, out of breath.

I felt her wetness flow out freely and soak me even more and I too knew I couldn't hold off any longer. My tingling pussy emanated outwards across every fiber in my body and I came and came in a never ending wave. There was a jet of clear fluid from between my legs which squirted with such force it soaked our whole midriffs. Then another and another as though someone had their finger over the end of a hose pipe and was letting little squirts out in a steady rhythm.

"Holy Fuck Kajal, you've squirted!" shouted Sunny, still cumming hard.

I couldn't speak, my pussy contracted and pulsed around the rubber dildo inside me and I pulled her close and kissed her hard on the lips. She responded with softer kisses as our climax finally subsided. We rolled over, the dildo leaving my body, but staying in hers. I shuffled up behind her on the bed and held her tight. My hand stroked her slimy belly as we bathed in the afterglow of such an emotional orgasm.

Our breathing slowly returned to normal. I could have lay with her in that position for eternity. I felt so close and intimate with her, we were both being our true selves and reveled in finally sharing this moment together.

"Looks like you two are made for each other," came a voice from the foot of the bed.

It was a soft, but powerful voice.

A voice full of confidence.

A voice I had heard before.

Ethan.

I looked past my girlfriend's curvy legs in a euphoric daze and saw him standing in the doorway.

"Ethan?" I asked in amazement.

"How are you Kajal?" he asked.

"What are you doing here?"

Sunny didn't even lift her head. She had been expecting him.

"Did you take the job?" asked Ethan, ignoring my question.

"Yes.... I.....er...."

"Good girl. In that case we need to celebrate," he said, producing a bottle of champagne from behind the door frame.

He undid the foil wrapper and cage as I lay there in shock. I wasn't expecting him to turn up. I thought this was a night with just me and the love of my life. I felt slightly disappointed, but hoped there might be some male sexual activity in store for me as well as some more sex with Sunny.

He popped the cork and let it fizz up all over the floor.

"I'm hoping this isn't the only cork I pop tonight," he said, breaking into a smile.

Sunny giggled, still lying in my arms.

"Hot tub ladies?" he asked, gesturing over the tub near the window.

Sunny stirred and put her hand between her legs to remove the slimy rubber cock from her pussy. She swung her legs off the edge of the bed. She looked almost drunk. The wooziness of just being fucked was still with her. She got up and walked over to Ethan. She stopped in the doorway, kissed him once and took a glass of champagne from him as she walked off out of sight.

I followed her lead. I kissed Ethan, took my glass and walked over to the hot tub. Sunny was just walking down the steps into the steamy water. She sat down and flicked the button to turn on the jets. There was a whirr and the tub started to bubble away. I joined her as Ethan followed us over. He put the champagne into an ice bucket and put his glass down at the edge of the tub.

He looked as handsome and in control as ever. He took off his shirt, kicked off his shoes and socks and stood there in front of us, bare chested.

"How's your evening been so far?" he asked, looking at each of us in turn.

Sunny kissed me and turned back to Ethan. "It's been a beautiful evening," she said, looking back at me and smiling.

He undid his belt and his zip and let his trousers fall to the floor. He stood there in a pair of black, sheer women's boy shorts. He made it work, his cock was visible through the see through material and he was already semi hard.

"Nice underwear," I giggled.

"Thank you Kajal. You know I have a fetish for wearing girl's panties. I'm glad you like them."

He tugged them down and they joined his trousers. His cock was big and heavy and beginning to grow. His balls hung low and I hoped they were full of cum just for me. My little cum tasting session in the restaurant had left me wanting more and I knew Ethan came like a fountain.

"Do you mind if I join you in there?" he asked politely.

"Of course not," replied Sunny, before I could speak.

He walked down the steps into the sunken tub and sat opposite us. We all picked up our glasses and clinked them together.

"To Kajal and her new job," said Ethan.

We drank as the hot water washed over me.

"Has Sunny explained it all to you Kajal?"

"I've got the outline of the job, yes." I said.

"So you understand what we're expecting you to do for us?" he asked.

"Yes I think so," I said, not completely sure.

"There will be plenty of time to fully understand the job once you start your training. It will take about three months," said Sunny.

"What will I be trained in?" I quizzed, sipping more champagne.

"Basic self-defense, counter-surveillance, manipulation, body language, how to read people and take care of yourself basically," she replied.

"Overcoming fear and seducing people is sometimes taught, but you won't be needing that, you're a natural," added Ethan.

"Sounds fun..... and then I'm on assignments?" I asked.

"Yes. Something simple to start with. We won't have you going into anything too high ranking," said Ethan.

"How high does it go?"

"All the way to the top. Mafia bosses, drug lords, politicians, businessmen, criminals, computer hackers. We cover everything," said Sunny.

"Sounds exciting," I said.

"There's plenty of time for all this to be explained. Tonight is a night to celebrate and have fun," said Ethan raising his glass again in rhetorical cheers.

"Thank you for recruiting me," I said to both of them, "and thank you for the penthouse suite."

"It's a drop in the ocean Kajal," he said, "we are self-funding and have many assets. Think nothing of it."

I raised my glass to him as a thank you.

"Sooo......what were you two doing before I rudely interrupted you?" he asked, with a glint in his eye.

"Sealing the deal," laughed Sunny, winking at me.

"Ah. OK. I wish I'd seen that, I'm sure you looked gorgeous together."

"I'm sure we could go for a second round Ethan," I said, moving closer to Sunny.

I took a swig of champagne, held it in my mouth and leaned in to kiss her. I let the fizzy liquid dribble out of my mouth and into hers as we kissed. We both broke off and stared at him invitingly.

I wasn't sure if Sunny was interested in fucking men or if she was a full blown lesbian. I had only ever seen her have sex with women and she never joined in with any of the dirty films we had shot with men. I thought I'd test the water.

"Which hole would you like to fuck first?" I asked. "We have six between us."

I kissed her again to tease him some more.

"Well, it's been a while since I had fun with Sunny," he replied, "Are you willing to share with her?"

"You two have fucked before?" I asked, a little stunned.

"Of course," giggled Sunny. "Many times."

"But I thought......."

"What? That I was a lesbian? Ha!" she laughed. "I'm like you Kajal. I like both."

I sat in the bubbling water in shock.

"So will you share her?" asked Ethan again.

I didn't need to think about it. I wanted to see her perform with a man.

"I'd love to see Sunny suck your cock Ethan," I said.

He stood up in the hot tub and his ten-inch cock stood to attention above the water line. It was fat and veiny from seeing us kissing. He put his hands on the edge of the hot tub and hauled himself out onto the side so he was sitting on the edge. His smooth dick pointed straight up higher than his belly button. He leaned back on his hands and presented himself for a blowjob. It looked magnificent.

Sunny looked at me with slutty eyes, pulled me close, kissed me and then pushed off her seat and swam across to Ethan. I followed her over and leant on Ethan's knee as she emerged from the water between his legs. She placed both her hands on his thighs. Her head looked tiny next to his cock, but she didn't seem phased by it. She looked across at me and then up at Ethan as though she was the main attraction at a show. She moved up, opened her mouth and then swallowed his cock whole in one smooth downward motion. Her nose touched his belly and she sat there for a second or two with a throat full of Ethan's meat. He let out a moan as though he'd been waiting all week to do this. I watched her eyes start to bulge and she slowly withdrew with a spew of saliva.

She spat it onto his cock and looked up at him submissively.

"Is it as good as you remember sir?" she asked, wide eyed.

"You sexy little slut," he uttered under his breath.

"I take it that's a yes then?" she said and sucked him back in once more.

I was in awe of her. Now I know what I must look like with a mouthful of cock. She looked so horny. Her back and shoulders out of the water, the small of her back under the surface and then her cute shapely ass sticking out as she arched her back to take his massive length in her mouth.

She started to bob her head and shoulders up and down as her fucked her face, thrusting his hips up as she dropped down to meet him. I pushed my hand under the water and rubbed my throbbing clit. Ethan started to moan as Sunny milked him off with her mouth. She'd occasionally pull him all the way out, spit her throat juice onto his shaft and stroke him a few times before throating him again.

I was getting jealous of both of them. Jealous of him for fucking my girlfriends face and jealous of her because I wanted his cock. I suddenly realized that this might be my final test, that maybe I had to wait to be told what to do. I was their subordinate after all. The new girl in the office.

"Wanna watch me fuck him Kajal?" she asked.

I nodded nervously.

Sunny rose up out of the water revealing her huge tits to us and climbed out. She stood with her legs either side of Ethan facing away from him and her ass level with his face. He kissed her bum cheeks each in turn once then nodded at her. She squatted down slowly and he took her weight, holding her under her thighs. She stopped six inches short of him entering her.

"Guide his cock into me," she ordered.

I held his cock at the base and positioned it beneath her, pulling his foreskin back. She opened her labia with her fingers and sat down onto him. My face was inches from the action and I watched with fascination as Sunny's lips first yielded and stretched and then molded themselves around his shaft.

"Fuuuuuccckkkkk...I forgot how big you were sir," she whimpered.

"And I forgot how tight and wet you were," he gasped.

"You can thank Kajal for making me wet," she replied, "she certainly knows how to lick my pussy."

She sat there with him deep inside her and looked down at me.

"Are you jealous, bitch?" she asked.

"I...er....I didn't know you liked cock," was all I could say.

She laughed.

"I'm a woman Kajal. Of course I like cock. The bigger the better and they don't come much bigger than this."

"It looks incredible inside you," I said.

"You didn't answer the question," she said, lifting off his cock and then back down again. "Are you jealous?"

"Yes. A little," I replied, still fascinated by her over stuffed cunt.

"Do you want me to share his cock with you?"

"More than anything," I replied.

She rose off him again with my hand still holding his base.

"Suck it clean," she said.

I leaned over and took his cock between my lips. He was slick and shiny from Sunny's cunt and I knew it would taste divine. I took him deep, in and out half a dozen times and then came up for air, still holding his shaft. As I got my breath back she impaled herself on it again with a loud squelching noise. She must have been super wet as I watched her juicy snatch gobble him up and leak pussy cream onto his balls.

"My god, he stretches you out so much babe," I gasped.

She let him fuck her, in and out deep and slow as she leaned back onto him. His cock glistened and I could smell her musky scent in the air. She reached her hand down and pulled at her clitoral hood, exposing her huge sex bean to me.

"Lick it," she said.

I got my head between her legs and licked her red hot clit. It was like a tiny penis and I gave it my full attention as Ethan continued to fuck her. His cock slipped out of her slippery hole and I took my chance to throat him again while Sunny regained her balance.

"Put it back in me you greedy slut," she demanded.

I disobeyed her and kept on sucking. I wanted him to bust his load in my mouth more than anything at that moment. I obviously wasn't going to get fucked by him so I thought I'd steal the load.

She slapped me hard across the face as punishment and his cock sprang free from my mouth. She sat down on it again and rode him hard.

"Insolent bitch. Do as you're told," she spat.

I went back to licking her clit and all was forgiven for now. She was juicy and salty from her previous orgasm and I wanted to get her off with Ethan inside her. Maybe if she came it would trigger Ethan to fill her tight snatch and I'd get to eat her out afterwards. I'd get the best of both worlds.

Ethan lay back completely flat with his legs still dangling in the water. Sunny laid back on top of him and he thrusted into her harder and faster than before. Maybe they wanted the same thing. She lost her rhythm and he slipped out again. His cock was there for the taking. I sucked him quickly, wanking him off into my mouth. She sat up, grabbed a handful of hair and yanked my head away from his cock.

"I won't fucking tell you again you little cum whore," she snapped.

She was in charge and wanted me to know it. I felt like a sex slave and I fucking loved it.

"Don't fight girls. I can do it more than once," painted Ethan. "I've not cum for two weeks so there's plenty to go around."

Sunny flashed me a bitchy look. I loved her Jekyll and Hyde attitude. She was playing for sure. I knew that, but I enjoyed her games.

"Pleasure us both at the same time," she snapped.

"How?"

"Push just his tip inside me, so his ridge is still exposed. Then lick my clit and his frenulum at the same time."

She laid back again and spread herself open. I guided his glans so they were just held in place by her pussy. I got to work like a good little slave, licking her clit and then going lower to the ridge of his cock, sticking out of her pussy.

"Fuck that's nice," sighed Ethan.

I went back to her clit. Then to his ridge. Slobbering and licking, taking in their combined flavor.

My cunt was on fire. Even though it was under water I felt super wet and slippery between my legs. I wanted a cock in me so bad, but I had to obey them. I **censored** more attention to Sunny's sex bean now as I sensed she was close. She reached down and grabbed my hair in both hands pulling me into the sex zone. She ground my mouth and tongue into her as she started to pant and cum hard.

"Oh fuck! I'm cumming your dirty little whore," she shouted.

"Cum in her face," said Ethan, enjoying the fact that a woman had made his fuck-toy cum.

He drove his cock into her as far as he could as she shuddered on top of him. I thought he was going to cum in her, but he just kept it in place as she climaxed all over his cock and I continued to abuse her clit.

Finally she couldn't take anymore and pushed me away, panting and looking disheveled. To my amazement she pulled Ethan's cock out of her pussy and got in the hot tub next to me. Ethan changed position and got on his knees at the edge of the pool. He held his cock out to us, wondering what Sunny was up to. His ball sack was tight and full and ready to explode any second.

"If the slut wants cum, she can have some cum," she said.

She grabbed me by my hair once again and pushed my face onto his cock. I opened my mouth at the last minute to take him in, savoring his pre-cum and Sunny's orgasmic juices. She forced my head up and down his cock as he thrust in and out of my mouth. I felt so slutty being forced to something I was more than willing to do myself.

Ethan started to moan and we both knew it was imminent.

She yanked me away and down below his cock, by my hair.

"Down bitch," she snapped.

She gripped his shaft and wanked him off aiming his tip at my face.

"Keep your mouth closed," she ordered.

Ethan shuddered.

"Drench the slut," she said. "Cover her face in it."

He let out a groan almost in pain as his dick erupted all over my face.

Squirt, splat. It hit my cheek and nose.

I felt it hit me and closed my eyes.

"Keep your fucking eyes open slut. I want you to see it," she shouted.

I opened my eyes to receive the second instalment.

Squirt, splat. I saw it spew from his cock, fly through the air and hit my forehead and hair.

Squirt, splat. Squirt, splat. More on my cheeks and chin and into my eye.

I tried to keep it open, but it was stinging my eye.

Squirt, splat. Squirt, splat. Squirt, splat. Squirt, splat.

Thick stringy ropes of cum splattered all over my face. It took all my will power not to open my mouth and swallow it. It plastered my pretty face and stayed in place like glue as he finally finished.

She milked the last drop out from the base and it hung on the end of his cock.

"Open," she ordered.

I opened my cummy mouth and she flicked the last droplet onto my tongue.

"Good girl," she giggled. "You look beautiful. Look at your spunky, messy face."

I felt degraded and humiliated that I was the sex slave for their pleasure. I fucking loved it. I was just a target for Ethan's huge load, milked off by my girlfriend. Apart from not cumming myself, it was the best feeling. They kissed and both looked down at me smiling.

"Clean yourself up slut," said Sunny, smiling ear to ear.

I wiped the cum from my face and into my mouth. I used my finger as a squeegee scooping it up and pushing it into my eager mouth.

"Swallow," she ordered.

I obeyed and smacked my lips together with a smile. His cum was thick and salty and I felt it all the way down to my belly.

"Good little slut," she laughed and kissed me hard on the mouth.

We fell backwards into the tub like playful teenagers and Ethan slipped back in to join us.

We were done with the fucking for now and Ethan poured us another glass of champagne and sat in the hot tub.

"Don't worry Kajal," he said, sympathetically, "you've still got three untouched holes between you. You'll get your turn next."

"Thank you Ethan, I'm so fucking wet for you. I'm going to fuck you dry."

"No. I'm going to fuck you actually. Both of you in fact, but give me a few minutes to recover. That was a lot of cum I just shot on you. I need some time. Feel free to pleasure each other."

Sunny kissed me and slipped her tongue in.

"You taste like spunk," she giggled.

I opened my mouth wide and breathed on her.

"Yep, you smell of spunk too," she laughed and dunked my head under water in a playful manner.

I emerged and spat a mouthful of water in her face and then jumped on her and dunked her head. We were like two frolicking children playing in the pool. It reminded me of fighting with my sister in the swimming pool on family holidays when we were younger. I grabbed her from behind and wrapped my arm around her throat in a choke hold. I had no idea what I was doing. I was just messing with her. She stood up, grabbed my arm and then rolled forward, throwing me over her head with a splash into the steaming water in front of her. It took me by surprise and I came up spluttering.

She smiled at me as if to say 'nice try bitch'.

I dived towards her and wrapped my legs around her back. My boobs were in her face and I pulled her into them by grabbing the back of her head. I was like a limpet latched onto her. She fell backwards and threw me off. When I surfaced I was clearing the water out of my eyes when she grabbed me from behind by my tits. She nuzzled her lips into my neck like a playful vampire and squeezed my tits hard. I grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked her head back exposing her neck. I pushed my mouth into her neck and kissed her passionately under her chin. I was dragged backwards until she sat down on the hot tub seat and I was below her sitting between her legs, still kissing her neck.

We kissed lovingly, I sucked her bottom lip and she stroked my boobs under the water. I gazed into her eyes and got lost in them. She truly was beautiful in every way. Her high cheekbones, flawless skin, her cute button nose and cat like eyes made her stunning to look at. Her wet hair was tucked behind her ears and clung to her face in places.

I sensed us being watched and looked over to Ethan. He was sipping champagne and enjoying the show. I thought I'd turn it up a notch to get him hard again, if he wasn't already. I wanted to feel him stretch my pussy and ass open with his huge cock and hopefully fill me with his seed.

I turned round to face Sunny, kneeling on the seat. My butt was on her knees. I looked down at her and lifted her chin with my hand. She looked up at me lustfully expecting a kiss. I pushed her head into my tits.

"Suck my tits," I gasped.

She opened wide and I fed my left nipple into her mouth. She felt warm and soft against my skin as she gently suckled on me. My head went back enjoying the sensation.

"Harder!" I said, "Bite my nipples."

I felt her teeth graze my nipple as she nibbled on it gently.

I pulled her hair making her look up.

"Harder bitch!" I said and pushed her face back down.

I fed her my other nipple and she bit harder this time, engulfing my entire areola. I felt her teeth dig in to my sensitive skin and gasped at the pain.

"Ahhhh that's it. Now the other one. Bite it."

I bumped my soft breast into her face and she bit down hard. Her hand reached down and she stuffed a finger in my asshole. She knew exactly what I wanted. I wanted her to hurt me. She pushed her finger in deep as she let go of my nipple and moved her mouth to the sensitive skin on the side of my boob. She bit hard, pulling away as though tearing the flesh from my body. She left teeth marks, she bit so hard. I cried out in pain and pushed my ass down to encourage her to finger my anus harder. She pulled her finger out and replaced it with her thumb. I felt it stretch me out and pulled her hair hard to encourage her onto my other breast. She responded and bit down on my cleavage. It felt amazing, almost animalistic. I felt my labia and clit swell as the blood rushed to my genitals.

She let go of my tit and pulled me down to kiss her. It was a hard kiss. When she pulled away she bit my bottom lip hard, drawing blood. I could see it on her lips, crimson and diluted with the hot tub water. She licked her lips and came in for another kiss, this time sucking on my cut lip. Her passion was getting out of control.

I was about to pull away, but I felt Ethan grab me from behind. He picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. After climbing out of the hot tub he carried me to the bedroom and threw me down onto the bed.

"Looks like the bitch wants it rough," said Sunny, as she walked through the doorway, soaking wet.

"Looks like it," agreed Ethan.

"You know I like it rough," I said getting to my knees, "fuck me hard."

Ethan was rock hard from my little show and I wanted him more than ever. I wanted his hot meat inside me and I didn't care which hole he used. Sunny got on the bed behind me in a kneeling position. I felt her forearm go around my neck and she got me in a choke hold, like I had done to her in the tub. She fell backwards with me on top of her, still strangling me. My breathing was restricted. My ass was sitting on her navel and Ethan's view must have been spectacular. Two sexy young women fighting in the bed with their pussies there for the taking.

"Fuck her!" said Sunny, "she's gagging for it."

Just her words and the position I was in was driving me wild. I felt a trickle between my legs and wondered if it was pool water or my own lubrication. Ethan got between my spread legs and rubbed his glans along my slippery lips. I knew it was the latter, I was dripping. He pushed into me and I tried to clamp down to restrict his access. I wanted it to feel super tight for him and me. It made no difference, his fat length slithered into me easily, I was so turned on.

"Is she juicy Ethan? I bet she fucking is, the little slut!" said Sunny still holding me in a choke hold.

"Fuck yeah she is. Like fucking a tight pot of lube," he gasped.

I reached down and rubbed my clit furiously as he pounded me hard. Long fast strokes, filling me completely with each thrust. My lip was bleeding more than I thought and it was running down my chin as I tried to see the action. I licked my lips to stem the flow. Maybe it was Sunny's grip round my throat, forcing blood to my head, making it bleed more.

The assault continued and I loved every second of it. The lack of control, the scenario of being forced and abused reminded me of my times under Sunny's unique training program. I felt like I was going to explode.

Just as I was approaching climax, he pulled out and shifted lower. He stuffed his cock into Sunny's fuck hole and pounded away at her for a few strokes. I felt her breath on the back of my neck as she sighed in pleasure.

"You're as juicy as she is," he laughed. "And just as tight."

He fucked her hard for about a minute and then pulled out. He grabbed my ankles and lifted my legs up and back. He then spread my straight legs open by my ankles and pushed me back to expose my ass. I knew what was coming. He wiped his cock on my dripping gash and then pushed against my anus.

"Beg me," he ordered.

"Please fuck my ass sir," I said, struggling for air.

"Doesn't sound very convincing does she Sunny?"

"Please sir, I'm begging you. Put your fat hard cock in my tight little asshole and fuck me hard," I pleaded.

"That's better," he laughed.

He pushed forward and I relaxed as much as I could. Having a cock the size of his stuffed in my ass wasn't going to be easy, but I'd took it before. Searing hot pain hit me like a truck as he punctured my inner and outer sphincters in one thrust. He wasn't being gentle and I didn't want him to be. He knew that. I continued rubbing my sopping quim as he started to fuck me. I was so close now I was almost crying. The slightest thing could now trigger me, I was on the edge of heaven. A dirty word, a new feeling, a breath of wind against my skin, anything could trigger me off. I was holding off waiting for it. Once again my senses were filled.

The wet sound of Ethan's balls slapping against my ass cheeks .

Thrust. Slap. So close.

The smell of Sunny's sweaty body beneath me. Her heady scent.

Thrust. Slap. Closer.

The taste of blood in my mouth.

Thrust. Slap. Closer.

The view of my legs held high in the air as he ass fucked me into oblivion.

Thrust. Slap. Almost there.

The feeling of utter helplessness, like a rape victim being held down and fucked.

Thrust. Slap. Any second.

Ethan pulled out of my ass and stuffed it into my dripping cunt. At the same time Sunny tightened her choke hold and I couldn't breathe. I rubbed one last time and I was past the point of no return. Three people had made me cum simultaneously. Ethan's cock inside me, Sunny cutting off my oxygen and my own fingers on my clit. It was a monumental climax. I bucked, trying to get air in my lungs as my pussy contracted so hard I thought it would chop his cock off. I squirted all over his navel and Sunny loosened her grip to allow me to breathe. The cold air hit my lungs as I breathed in and then I screamed at the top of my voice as I squirted again. She tightened her grip again and Ethan pounded me even harder. Another squirt from my cunt erupted onto the bed sheets as I struggled for breath. I was blacking out from intense pleasure and lack of oxygen. I had never cum like that before, even when Victor had made me black out. The room was going dark and I was about to go under when Sunny released me again.

Ethan couldn't take anymore and as my orgasm started to die off he pulled out and sprayed his thick heavy load all over my pussy and ass. He held his shaft and directed it onto my clit, and cunt lips and then onto Sunny's vulva, sharing it between us. When he finished marking his territory he sat back on his knees and looked at me still panting hard on top of Sunny. She let go of my neck and her arms flopped by her side along with mine.

"Incredible," Ethan sighed, catching his breath

I used my last ounce of strength to roll over on Sunny and spun round so I was sitting on her face. I buried my face between her legs and licked up the sticky goo. She reciprocated and I shuddered as she licked my super sensitive areas. I licked and sucked her clit and it was like I'd hit her with a stun gun. I couldn't believe how close she was to cumming just from strangling me. I thrust three fingers inside her and sucked and licked hard on her horny clit and she came in less than a minute. It was a soft sensual climax for her and her moans were muffled by my labia in her mouth. She came blissfully, her legs shaking until she finished, flooding my mouth with her juice mixed with Ethan's spunk. I gulped it down and rolled off her exhausted.

We all looked at each other and burst out laughing. A euphoric laugh of complete release. Sunny snuggled under my arm and closed her eyes. Ethan spooned in behind her, his arm across us both.

We lay still not moving for what felt like hours.

Eventually Ethan rolled onto his back and we all followed suit, staring at the ceiling.

"Well...that was pretty spectacular girls, don't you think?" he said.

"Mmmmmmm, " I groaned, feeling a shiver down my spine as I relived it.

"I don't think we can call you poor Kajal anymore," sighed Sunny, still in the afterglow. "Not after that performance."

I giggled.

Ethan agreed.

He got up and started to get dressed. He pulled on his sheer panties and the rest of his clothes and came over to the bed. He kissed us both in turn like a husband kissing his wife goodbye before he left for work.

"Thank you girls for an unforgettable night," he said.

"You're not staying?" I asked.

"Unfortunately I have a meeting. Apparently there is something happening at a university that needs my attention. This was just a flying visit to congratulate you on taking the job. I'll catch up with you soon," he said.

"You should congratulate me more often," I giggled.

He smiled and left the penthouse.

I rolled over and snuggled into Sunny's arms, nuzzling into her breasts. I drifted off to sleep thinking about embarking on this new chapter in my life and leaving 'poor Kajal' behind.

I knew I wasn't going to be disappointed.

THE-END

 

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Man of the House Chapter 11: Virgin Gift

Nidhhi

My girlfriend, Nabha, held me from behind, her round breasts pressed into my back as I shuddered. The words choked out of my mouth, admitting that I had masturbated this morning to my little brother. The Squirt. I couldn't be attracted to him. I was Lesbian.

Right?

I mean, yes, I once wanted to sJanhvip with my dad, but what girl didn't have a crush on the strong, hunky man who raised her? At eighteen, I had tried to seduce him, and it had backfired. He rejected me, gently, and I fled to my best friend Nabha to cry.

And she showed me who I truly was. She seduced me, made love to me, took my cherry with her fingers. We made such sweet passion. For two years, we had been lovers. Everyone thought we were just close friends. So I couldn't like Cherry. He was just my little brother. That annoying boy who swaggered around thinking he was a man. Just because our cousin, Sara, had no taste in men and let Cherry stick his small dick in her didn't mean I should.

"You masturbated to Cherry?" Nabha said, and I could hear the amusement in her voice. "And that has you freaked out?"

"Yes, Dandi," I said, shivering. Dandi was my private nickname for her. Since kids, we had called each other Dandi and Yunie. "He's my little brother. How can I find Squirt attractive? He's so annoying."

"He's cute," Nabha giggled. "Growing strong. Looks a lot like your dad."

"Dandi," I groaned. "You can't think he's cute."

"Sure I can." Her hand stroked up and cupped my breast. She nuzzled into my neck. "He's always looking at you. Mmm, the way you dress to tease him."

"I don't dress to tease him," I protested. "I just like tight clothing."

"With that sexy cameltoe. Yum. He wants you so bad." She squeezed my tit. They were almost as big as Mom's. Maybe even the same size. "He wants to cup these tits and lick that delicious cameltoe."

I squirmed. "What are you saying?"

"That you dress like you're still trying to get your dad to seduce you. You never gave up on it."

"I did. I'm a lesbian now." I rolled over, my tits pressing into hers, her nipples rings nudging my hard nubs. I stared into her eyes. "I dress this way for you."

Nabha giggled. "Oh, Nidhhi, you first dressed like this for your dad. And you still do it. It's been six months since he passed. I think you dress this way for Cherry."

"The Squirt?"

"Yeah." She rolled her eyes. "You're not Lesbian, Nidhhi. You're bi. Like me. Why do you think we work at a strip club?"

"For the money," I blinked. "Because dumb men are stupid enough to shower us with money just hoping we might break the rules and fuck them."

"Because we like their attention. Oh, Yunie, don't you see that? We're exhibitionist. We get off on shaking our tight asses and tits for them. Yeah, we don't want to fuck those men, but we like them staring at us, lusting at us. You are so hot afterward. How late did you keep me up last night? The back seat of your car is cramped."

I blushed. "But... I love you."

"And I love my sweet unicorn." Her nose nuzzled mine then her lips kissed me, a quick peck. "But doesn't mean I don't think about boys. That I wouldn't love to finally fuck one. The right one."

"And who would that be?" My stomach squirmed. I didn't like this conversation at all. "Because I don't want to fuck any boy. Just you."

"And Cherry." She arched an eyebrow. "Mmm, he is cute. He's not your dad, but he's getting their. Give him a few more years and, damn, what a man he will make. I bet he would take me so hard. Oh, I am getting so wet just thinking about it."

"You're crazy," I gasped, rolling away from her. "He's Squirt. He's a boy. He's not my dad!"

I froze, shaking, my stomach twisting. He wasn't Dad. He thought he was, but he wasn't. Not even close. No matter what Mom or Nabha or Sara thought. It was just a fluke masturbating to him. I was all confused. I wanted Dad so badly. Tears blinked in my eyes. I shivered.

And then Nabha was hugging me, holding me. I clung to her, crying. Dad was dead. He wasn't coming back. And Cherry couldn't replace him. He just couldn't. He was just a boy.

A boy that made Sara scream her head off when she came. A boy that ate her pussy to orgasm and fucked her hard. A boy that had Janhvi cleaning, behaving. That had Mom singing his praises, saying he was the man of the house. Strong.

He was strong. Handsome, growing into a man. Maybe...

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No! He was not Dad. He never would be Dad.

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Cherry

I held Ananya's hand as we walked to school Monday morning. A nervous energy buzzed through me as we strolled down the street to our college. I felt like Ananya's daddy taking her to school. She was so cute in her frilly, pink dress. Sara, strolling on my other side, wearing her classic jeans and a t-shirt that seemed two sizes too small, hugging her tight to show off her body. She was a tomboy. And outside of our houses, no one could know she was more than my cousin.

They couldn't know she was my half-sister and that I was fucking her. And they definitely couldn't know that I was fucking Ananya.

Janhvi walked behind us, or sometimes in front, bursting with so much energy as she darted back and forth. I could tell she was excited for her task today. I only wished I could be there to see it in person, but Ananya would record it for the entire family to watch later.

Nidhhi drove herself to school. She had left early. I saw her heading out, wearing her tightest clothing, her ass looking like a million bucks in her jeans, a cameltoe begging to be devoured, her tits bouncing in her halter top. She took one look at me, doe eyes widening. Then she bolted.

She was definitely coming around. I had to be patient with her. She was too strong-willed to be captured as easily as the other women of the family.

"PE is going to be so much fun," chortled Janhvi. "Right, Ananya?"

"Oh, yes." She squeezed my hand. "I can't wait. Your phone better have a full charge to capture it, cunt." Ananya was enjoying her ability to insult and degrade Janhvi.

"It does," Janhvi nodded, loving being insulted. She got off on degradation. She whipped her cell phone out of her pocket. "It's even off. I hope you can use it."

"Just because I don't own a smart phone doesn't me I don't know how to use one." Ananya glanced up at me, her face so cute. "Don't worry, big brother, I'll immortalize her task."

"Yes," Janhvi groaned.

Sara bumped her shoulder against me. We had several ways of showing our affection in public. Shoulder bumps, smiles, her punching me in the arm, her licking her lips--I can't do that one sexily. We had been kissing cousins for a while before Friday night when everything had changed.

"School is going to suck," Sara groaned. "I just want to be your girl and let everyone know it." She glanced at me. "Just say it. Tell me to take off my top in the middle of school. I'm not wearing a bra. Let everyone see you command me."

I wanted to, but there would be consequences. Janhvi might be in a lot of trouble for what I commanded her to do. I didn't want Sara to get in any. But I knew she wanted it. I glanced around, cars streaming by on their morning commute.

"Let me see those tits right now," I told her.

Sara didn't hesitate. She pulled up her blouse, her round tits spilling out, her nipples hardening into two dusky points. She shivered, holding them up for me, letting me drink them in. I squeezed Ananya's hand as I watched. Passing cars honked, getting an eyeful of barely legal tits.

Sara's hips shook. Her hair, braided, swayed about her back. I had a perfect, side-profile view of her round breasts, so firm and perky, her nipples hard. She could have turned to face me, but then her back would be to the street and no one could see those delicious tits.

"Do you think all the men are jealous that they can't touch these tits, Princess?" I asked, my dick hardening.

"Oh, yes, big brother," nodded Ananya. "Big sister has such beautiful tits."

"Top notch," nodded Janhvi. "Wish mine were as big."

"Thanks," Sara moaned, thighs rubbing together.

"And how wet are your panties?" I asked.

"So wet."

"Show them."

Sara let out an almost orgasmic groan. Her fingers shot to the fastener of her jeans. Her shirt bunched around the tops of her tits. She pushed her jeans down off her hips. They fell to her knees. She turned, showing off the blue panties she wore today, a narrow cut with a thin waistband, almost a thong. I could see her shaved pussy lips molding to the fabric and the dark stains spreading.

"Those look wet," I agreed. "Panties down, too. Let's see you glisten in the morning sunlight."

"Oh, god," she moaned, rolling her panties off her thighs. A line of juices connected her pussy and panties for a moment, a glistening, gossamer thread.

I groaned when it snapped.

She had a tight, flushed pussy. Juices gleamed. A trickle worked down her thigh. I breathed in her sweet musk. Cars honked more and more, staring at her exposed ass. They were all so envious, lusting after this sweet nineteen-year-old hottie.

And she was all mine.

"Okay. Better cover up before anyone see you."

"Yes!" she hissed, yanking down her blouse first before pulling up her panties and jeans. She snapped them close and zipped up, face flushed. "When we get to school, we have to find a place so I can blow you. You look so hard." She bumped my shoulder.

"So hard, big brother," Ananya nodded, licking her cute lips.

"Are you wet, Princess?"

"I'm soaked," Janhvi groaned.

"Wasn't talking to you, slut."

Janhvi beamed. She bounced on her heels, bursting with energy.

"My cunny is all tingly now, big brother. I'm getting so hot and wet."

I squeezed Ananya's hand, wanting to kiss my eighteen-year-old sister right here, right now.

But we had to get to school.

I was hard the entire way, and Janhvi was walking in front of me, wearing a skirt that left her legs bare. They were sexy legs. And she had a sexy ass. She kept bouncing, making her tits jiggle beneath the tight spaghetti strap halter top she wore. I was glad the warm weather was holding out so long into September to appreciate what she was showing.

Even if I had to readjust twice before we reached the school. And my first class was PE with Sara. I would have to stare at her in those tight athletic shorts and a tank top, plus the other girls in the class, particularly Anupama.I loved mallu girls, and they were petite.

"Damn, I'm just getting harder," I groaned as we reached the school. "We have to find a place on the way to PE."

Sara nodded her head. "It'll be a torture for you. Particularly with Anupama in the class."

"Good luck, Master," Janhvi said. "Do I have your permission to go to class?"

I nodded my head. Janhvi darted off. Then Ananya gave me a big smile. She hesitated for a moment, almost rising on her tiptoes, then she remembered herself and walked away, her backpack bouncing as she strode through the school, looking too young to be a freshman.

"There's the unisex bathroom," Sara said. "It has a lock."

"And everyone will see us go in there," I groaned. "We're early. We just have to be creative."

"Well..." Sara bit her lip. "Oh, why do we have to go to school. There should be a mandatory break. Doesn't everyone know what's happened with our family?"

"No. And they can't ever. Incest is illegal."

She shivered. "Doesn't that just make it--"

"Cherry," a shy voice said from behind him. "Can I speak with you and Sara?"

I frowned and turned to find Anupama, wearing a pleated, white skirt with red flowers and black tights covering her legs. Her hands were folded before her, color spotting the pale-olive of her cheeks, her head bowed. Submissive.

"Yeah?" I asked, my mouth watering.

"I..." She licked her lips. "I... That is, your aunt asked me to do something for you."

"Oh, what?" I blinked. What was my slutty Aunt Shruti up to? She was Sara and Janhvi's mother, and a humiliation slut like Janhvi.

"I..." She squirmed.

"Well?" Sara asked, a grin on her face. "What is it?"

Anupama looked around, her cheeks growing even darker, her squirming even worse. "This is so embarrassing." She took a deep breath. "She's been coaching me for debate. And... And she thinks... This will help with my...my confidence."

"I think you could use that," Cherry nodded.

"So...?" Anupama moved even closer, only inches apart. Other students walked past us. "So, can I blow you while Sara watches?"

"Oh, I get to watch," Sara smiled.

My dick almost erupted. I couldn't believe this was happening. "Yes," I groaned. "Yes, you can. We just need to find a place."

"I know one," she said. "Your aunt said we could use her classroom. It'll be empty and unlocked."

"Second floor," Sara and I said together.

I seized Anupama's hand, gripping hard. I wasn't letting her get away. "Come on."

She nodded her head, still bowed. It was so sexy, so submissive.

It was hard not to run through the halls to the classroom, but my dick ached and throbbed so badly. Anupama wanted to suck my cock. Aunt Shruti deserved a reward for this. My mom had mentioned once how she and her sister would procure girls for Dad to enjoy, gifts to him to show their love and affection.

"Damn, Mom really outdid herself," Sara groaned.

"Yes," I panted. We reached the stairs. My dick was iron. Steel. Adamantium.

I almost dragged Anupama up it in my haste, Sara keeping pace. She was clearly as excited as I was by this entire situation. Her cheeks were flushed red again. I bet her pussy grew hot, itching. We reached the second floor and walked down to Aunt Shruti's classroom.

I tuned the doorknob. It twisted.

I pushed through the door, pulling both of them in. Sara locked it behind her. The classroom was dark, the only light spilling in beneath the door jam and through the small window set in it. The blinds were pulled down, keeping out the sun. The sounds muted.

It was so private, our own dark world to play in.

"Have you ever sucked a cock before?" Sara asked.

Anupama shook her head.

"Licked a pussy?"

Anupama nodded.

My cock throbbed.

"Was it my mom's?" Sara's voice was so husky.

Anupama nodded.

"Oh, damn, Cherry." Sara shivered. "Anupama, didn't it make you curious why my mom would send you to blow her nephew while I watched?"

Anupama squirmed.

I cupped her chin. "You answer Sara. She's my main girl. You obey her like you obey me."

Anupama licked her lips. "It made me wet. I...I...I'm bi. I like you both. I've seen you kiss. It made me so wet. I wished..."

"God," I groaned. "You saw us? When."

"Two weeks ago. During PE. You were behind the portables. You had Sara pinned against the wall, kissing her so hard. I couldn't get it out of my mind. She's your cousin, and it was so hot."

"I'm his half-sister," Sara said. "Now how does that make you feel about us kissing?"

"Oh, wow," groaned Anupama. She trembled.

"And you're just a submissive, wet slut," I groaned. "Your panties must be soaked right now."

She nodded her head.

"Good. I want them soaked all day. No touching yourself. On your knees and start sucking. I want to cum in that mouth. But don't swallow. Hold it in your mouth." I took out my phone. "I want to capture it."

"Yes, Cherry, "Sara moaned, her jeans unsnapping.

I arched an eyebrow at her as she yanked them down, exposing those sexy, blue panties.

"May I masturbate?" she gasped, her panties coming down, her pussy exposed. She stroked her blonde landing strip. "Please, Cherry. I love you so much."

"I let you get away with too much," I groaned. I just loved indulging her and spoiling Ananya. They were the two I loved love. I cared for the other women, loved them, but they weren't the ones that made my heart beat faster, made me just want to hang out with them. "Masturbate."

"Thank you." Sara shoved her hands between her thighs and groaned.

Anupama fell to her knees, and I hit record on my phone. Her delicate fingers trembled as she undid my jeans and pulled down my zipper. She worked my pants down my hips, exposing my blue boxers, my cock tenting the front.

"You're so big," she whispered. "Bigger than I imagine."

"Then you masturbated to?" Sara asked.

Anupama nodded her head, pulling down my boxers. Her eyes widened as my dick spilled out before her face, the tip smacking her nose and sending a sharp jolt of pleasure up my cock. She licked her lips, staring at it. One hand wrapped about the base, stroking my dick. She trembled, drinking in the sight.

"The first dick you've ever seen?" I asked.

She nodded her head. "Outside of pictures in health class."

"And those cocks are pathetic," groaned Sara, juicy sounds coming from between her thighs. "You'll love his dick, Anupama. Trust me."

Anupama didn't answer. Instead, she licked at the underside of my dick, starting about the middle and heading towards the tip. She brushed the sensitive ring at the crown of my dick then across the spongy tip. I groaned. Her tongue lapped at the slit, gathering the beading precum.

She pulled her tongue in, savoring the taste, slanted eyes staring up at me as she shivered. Moaned. And then again she licked the tip of my cock. She swirled her tongue about it. Her lips brushed it. She sucked on the tip, bringing a groan from my lips.

"Yes, yes, yes," moaned Sara. "That's it. Suck his cock. That's my man's dick you're pleasing. You better make him cum so hard. He's dying for it."

"I am," I groaned, her mouth sliding up and down, sucking, bobbing, her cheeks hollowing as she worked her lips. She shifted her head, tongue swirling.

My cock was in Anupama's mouth. I couldn't believe it. If I wasn't in love with Sara, I would have asked Anupama out last year when I first met her. She was so sexy, so delicious. I aimed my smart phone at her, immortalizing her first blowjob, her first act of submission. I glanced back and forth from her face and the screen, making sure she was centered.

"Damn, you are sexy sucking cock," I groaned. "Mmm, you're my doll slut. My whore."

She sucked harder, cheeks hollowing.

"You like that?" I asked. "Does it make you wet when I call you those names? Or just when I say that you're mine?"

Anupama moaned about my dick, her hips wiggling. The humming bliss of her voice sent a shudder down my cock to my aching balls. My free hand seized her holding it as she worked her mouth up and down his cock.

Sara moaned in the background, fingers plunging into juicy twat. I loved her eyes on me, glad she was here. Aunt Shruti was right to include her. I wished only Ananya was here, too. And Janhvi. And my mom. And Aunt Shruti.

And Nidhhi.

I wanted all my women to see this moment, to know that other women outside our family submitted to me.

"Shit," I groaned, my body trembling, balls boiling. "Keep sucking that cock. I'm going to pump so much cum into your mouth. Sara got me so hard on the walk to school."

"I did. So hard. You should have made me blow you on the street, Cherry." Her head tossed back. "Oh, that would have been so hot."

Sara squealed out her orgasm, cumming hard. Her body shuddering. My balls ached. Her moans inflamed my lust. My cock throbbed in Anupama's sucking mouth. Her cheeks hollowed with her passion, with her need to taste my cum while her hand stroked my cock.

She wanted this. She wanted me. God, I could have had threesomes with her and Sara for weeks. For months. If only I had woken up to being a man sooner.

"Don't swallow or spit, slut," I grunted, my cum rising in my balls. "Get ready. This is what you wanted. Fuck!"

My cum boiled out of my balls. The pressure raced down my cock. That powerful surge of bliss shot through me. I grunted as my cum spurted into her hungry mouth. It splashed along her tonsils, bathing her mouth. She groaned, cheeks bulging as she sought to contain my load bursting into her mouth.

"Yes, yes, yes," hissed Sara. "You better not swallow a drop, slut!"

Anupama's hand squeezed my cock, stroking up it, getting out the last few drops. I still filmed her as she pulled her mouth off. She looked up at the camera, cheeks bright red, and then she opened her mouth, knowing what I wanted.

My cum swam around her tongue, pooling at her gullet.

"Fuck," I panted. "See that, Aunt Shruti? See what this slut did for me?" I stared at Anupama. "Swallow and tell my Aunt Slut just how much you enjoyed it."

Anupama closed her mouth, swallowing, shuddering as my cum slid down to her belly. It was one of the sexiest things I had ever seen. Then she opened her mouth wide, proving it was all gone before saying, "I loved it. Professor Shruti. Your nephew's cum was so salty and yummy. I swallowed it all. Now I feel so confident."

I turned off the recording. "Damn, Anupama, I can't wait to pop your cherry." My fingers worked on my phone. I had an app that let me pull frames from video and save them as pics. "We're going to have fun tonight."

I attached the pics and hit send.

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Nidhhi

I trembled as I sat in my car, my hands working over and over on the steering wheel. For almost an hour, I sat parked at the end of the street staring at the large chestnut tree growing in my front yard. I saw Cherry arrive with Anupama, Ananya, and our cousins. They all went inside.

Was it an orgy in there? Was Cherry really fucking them all. A part of me was desperate to go in there and find out, to see if Cherry really was the man of the house.

The other part twisted with guilt. He wasn't Dad, but... But I wanted him to be. Nabha was right.

Shivering, not sure what I would do, I turned the key in the ignition and put my car into drive. I pulled forward. Should I go home or flee to Nabha's?

To be continued...

 

[hotaks]

#Beauty and the Beast @ Deepika Padukone

Introduction...

Deepika Padukone used her right hand to move a rogue tress of her own long hair that hindered her view of a herd of zebras. It was proving to be a troublesome job to keep all her long luscious hair under control while riding a safari jeep in the African savannah. She turned her head left to see her husband David also looking at her with a happy smile and she replied him with a wide smile and grabbed on to his hands before turning back to enjoy the natural majesty of ever stretching landscape of wild Africa.

Deepika and David were a couple that could be said as fated or meant to be together the rest of their lifetime. They were a matching 'beautiful wife and handsome husband' couple. David had a body that turned many of the women's heads and Deepika had a top model body that had the ability to make every guy sport a tent in their pants. Deepika and David decided to visit Africa for a much needed break from their hectic and routine city life.

Deepika and David were having the time of their life during the vacation when an old white man spotted the lovely couple sitting in a safari bar. They both looked good, but it was the beauty of Deepika that grabbed the old man's attention. He politely introduced himself to the couple as a safari trip manager and got into a pleasant conversation with them to build up a warm friendship. When he felt that they were warming up to him and started to trust him, he proposed that he could arrange them a safari to see rare mountain gorillas for a huge discount, just because he liked them.

Two days later, the happy couple was picked up from the hotel by a safari jeep and they were heading into the deep jungle through rugged and rarely used routes. Soon the roads themselves disappeared into the thick jungle and they were driving through the deep jungle. The driver seemed to know where he was going even through the unmarked jungle, and skillfully maneuvered the vehicle through the ever thickening vegetation.

Dave and Deepika were excited about the opportunity to see a rare wild gorilla and were thinking that this was the best part of their whole vacation. When the vehicle stopped after about two hours of driving through the deep jungle, the old man announced that they have reached the location, and they have to get out of the vehicle and track on foot through the jungle to avoid disturbing or spooking the primates. Dave, Deepika, the old man and the African guide were walking in line through a narrow path when suddenly armed men appeared from the jungle and tackled startled Dave and shouted `` Deepika to the ground. Even the strongly built David didn't have a chance with two men jumping on him and when they noticed the guns that were pointed to their heads, both of them stopped the struggle.

Deepika felt the sharp pain of a needle piercing into her arm and lifted her head up from the dirt to see what it was. It was then that she saw the old man and the guide standing in front of her with wide grins, and she realized the fact that they were tricked from the beginning and the danger they were in. within seconds, her eyelids feel heavy with drowsiness and she managed to utter one word before falling asleep.

"Why?"

Deepika woke up to find herself on a bed in a barely illuminated room. She got up in a hurry and started to call for David while observing the small room. It was the size of a small bedroom and was furnished with a metal bed, a small table with a chair, a treadmill, a body length mirror and a small attached bathroom with a sink, shower and a commode. There were three doors on each remaining wall that the bathroom wasn't attached to. Interestingly, half of one of the entire small walls was made of very thick plastic like glass and the other half contained a metal door with a big red button. It was too dark on the other side for her to see anything through the glass and opposite of that wall, on the other small wall, contained another metal door with a big TV screen built in to the wall. The other long wall didn't have anything on it except for another metal door built on the edge that touched the wall with the TV screen. All the doors were locked even though it was strange to have three doors for such a small room.

Deepika suddenly heard a very faint sound of David calling her name. The sound was coming from the other side of the long wall that contained only a door. David was held on the other side of that wall. While Deepika busied her thought for a way to get to David, the TV screen on the wall came to life and it was showing the room where David was being held. The room he was in looked exactly like her except for the missing treadmill, and everything was on the opposite side like it was a mirror image of her room. She realized that they were being held in attached rooms and only the long wall was separating them. He seemed to be fine and he was looking at the direction of the camera. It was then she noticed the small camera hole that was located above the TV screen and she concluded that he must be seeing the image feed of his room or her room. She was relieved to see that David was unharmed and tried to make sense of the situation.

The TV screen flickered a few times and an image of the old man that deceived them into this predicament appeared and Deepika heard the faint sound of David shouting profanities in his room.

"Now, now David. Let's calm down. You are my prisoners and if you don't follow the rules, you both will experience rather uncomfortable punishments," the old man in the TV said with a stern look.

From that, Deepika understood that their captor could hear them and can respond through the TV in real time. Even if he spoke in a calm manner, his threats were real and his eyes showed that he was serious. David must have understood the same thing and Deepika heard his voice fade off from the other side.

"Pardon me for my choice of harsh words. So, first of all, I would like to welcome you both to my humble lab. You lovely couple is here for a great cause and you can be proud that you will be a part of the beginning of world unification and humanity's salvation," The old man said with a smile.

"Let me elaborate on the past proceedings that led to this situation. I am the foremost bioengineering scientist in soviet Russia. Or I could say 'I was', since I'm now working independently," he laughed aloud while Deepika and David failed to find any humor in what he said.

After the round of laughing, he straightened up with a serious look and resumed his lecture.

"After the victory of world war two, mother Russia and the United states entered the cold war era. Both sides were interested in upgrading their infantry; while the USA focused on mechanizing their infantry, we focused on bio-upgrading ours. To put in simple words, to breed super soldiers; soldiers who are much stronger and obedient than average soldiers. One concept that really captured the higher-ups attention was to create humans with strong animal genes in them. Mother Nature had made interbreeding between different species impossible; but we scientists were born to make impossible things possible," old man said with a gleam of light in his eyes.

"Soon, my proposal got the government approval and a team of scientists led by myself went to Africa and established our secret research center. The reason we had to come to Africa was because it was easy to keep things in secrecy here and easy availability of test subjects since our objective was to create a hybrid of humans and gorillas."

"We brought few volunteer Russian women with us to provide the eggs because for the cross breed to be intelligent, the eggs had to come from a human mother. So we were genetically modifying the test gorillas little by little to improve their genetic compatibility to humans. Even after years of hard work, we failed to artificially fertilize a human egg with gorilla sperm.

As rays of hope started to fade with time failures, a miracle occurred in those desperate times. One of the women developed a very close bond with one of the test gorillas and crossed the rules of nature to intimately unite with her lover in secrecy. The product of that forbidden union was the salvation of myself and humanity. The woman gave birth to the test number one and it brought back hope for everyone in the project. Even if it lacked the desired intelligence, its sperm had the ability to fertilize unmodified human eggs. Soon, ten mix-bred of the second generation were born. They were more intelligent than the test number one, but still wasn't up to the standard we were looking for.

It was only a matter of time before we reached the sixth generation to achieve the desired intelligence; but when just as the first one from the third generation was born, the Soviet Union collapsed. The government shut-downed our project and killed the test subjects to eliminate all the evidence. I managed to escape with the only third generation mix-bred since it was a crime against humanity to discard everything after we achieved the impossible for the sake of the world.

After staying hidden for years and finding few wealthy and powerful sponsors, I re-launched the super soldier project with our last hope; the only third generation mix-bred, Boris," the old man said the name like he was announcing the name of an actor for Oscar and flipped on a switch.

Light flooded into Deepika's room through the glass wall and she turned around to find a large round room on the other side of the glass wall. She approached the glass wall slowly to inspect the new scenery that was available through the glass. The first thing she noticed was the huge round bed with a dirty brown cover that seemed to have originally been white. What laid on it facing its back to her was a dark figure of a large very hairy man. Its whole back was ripped with muscles and sported abnormally wide shoulders. Then what she noticed was the layout of the big round room. Around the room, she saw four more pairs of glass walls apart from each other, and a metal door that led somewhere straight from the round room. A girl appeared from the glass wall that was facing Deepika's and she noticed that she was a very pretty girl that seemed to be in her early twenties. Inciting her curiosity, the girl was wearing a babydoll that must have come straight from a Victoria's Secrets catalogue. The girl had long wavy blonde hair that flowed down from her shoulders and a petite slender body with reasonably big boobs for the small body. The risqué sleepwear only added more oil to the girl's burning sexiness.

The voice of the old man came back alive, grabbing Deepika's attention back to the screen.

"I did promise you to show gorillas, didn't I? Well, you can see one in the big room if you want to. At least 24% of one," the old man was laughing again after saying that.

"That's Boris. 76% human and 24% gorilla mix-bred; the crown jewel of my research. Doesn't he look exquisite?" the old man paused a bit as if he was waiting for an answer. Seeing the dumbfound looks of both Deepika and David, he continued.

"You must have noticed the other four pairs of rooms around the main room. There are three more couples other than you right now as test subjects in this facility and all of them are part of the new batch that came here within the last week. With you two moving into one of the last two vacated room pairs, we have four couples. Hurray!" The old man was back to his questionable behavior again.

"Why are you keeping us here? Please let us go. We can give you money," Deepika pleaded, trying to open a path out of their dire situation.

"I have more than enough money right now. You are more valuable than money. As for why you are here, I'll have to start explaining from Boris. Being the third generation, Boris possesses superior intelligence and better compatibility with human genes compared to his predecessors. Better compatibility means a better chance for his sperm to fertilize human female eggs. But, due to having to run away with him around the world, I didn't get to follow the proper training procedures when he was growing up. As a result, he lacks some obedience. So extracting sperm for artificial inseminations has become an experience I rather prefer to avoid. Luckily, when he was reaching maturity, he accidently found few adult magazines that were laying around in the house and started to develop an intense sexual interest in human females. So I figured that if it's hard to proceed with artificial insemination, with his interest in human females, I could proceed with natural insemination," The old man said as if he was proud of his smart idea.

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Hi All.



any one want to continue the above story or Replace Deepika with other one ?

#Beauty and the Beast Part - 1 & #Beauty and the Beast Part - 2