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Amanda's Continuing Education
By vulgus

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To that small group of disturbed people who have enjoyed my
previous efforts and encouraged me, thank you.

The general idea for this story was suggested by a reader who has
enjoyed some of my previous stories. His name is Frank. I doubt
if he would wish to be identified any further than that. I want
to thank him for his suggestions.

Chapter One

I am in more trouble than I ever imagined possible. I have always
been very goal oriented and very much in charge of my life. Or at
least I thought I was. I knew from an early age that I wanted to
work with troubled kids in some capacity. I excelled in school
and I was on the honor roll from the first grade until I
graduated from school. I always took the tough subjects and my
grades were perfect so I had no problem getting into the
university that I had my heart set on attending. Even if my
father had not graduated from there I would have had no problems
getting in.

I carried a 4.0 grade average throughout my undergraduate studies
and it seemed like I breezed through my post graduate work in my
chosen field. It was so easy it scared me. Really! When it was
all over and I had my Doctorate I kept thinking, "Is that all
there is?" I had a nagging fear for a while that they were going
to send me a letter some day and tell me that I forgot to do
something to meet some requirement and they had just discovered
it.

For years people kept trying to convince me to change my goals,
to study medicine or law or to get into computer science and
become the next Bill Gates. Everyone who knew me seemed to think
that I should go for the money.

I wasn't interested in the money. That may be because I had never
really needed money. My father saw to that. He had inherited some
money from his father and after a very successful business career
he had entered politics and was a well respected and very senior
Senator now.

I wouldn't say that I had been spoiled. Well, maybe a little. But
I had always had to keep my grades up, which was no problem, and
be active in my community and just generally be a good citizen.

The things that my father stressed more than anything else though
were having high morals and maintaining a spotless reputation. He
was proud of me and what I had achieved academically, but it had
always been clear that he was more concerned that I never did
anything to attract negative attention.

I suppose that I knew in the back of my mind that the reason for
that was more to protect his political career than out of any
concern for my moral development. It didn't bother me though. His
reputation was extremely important to him and always had been. I
understood that and I didn't have a problem with it. I had, after
all, been raised to be, and had indeed become a moral person.

All of that makes it so hard to understand how I got into the
mess I'm in now. I guess I should tell you a little about myself.
I just turned twenty-five. I am 5'2", and weigh one hundred and
five pounds after a big meal. I have a slender figure and my
breasts are kind of small, just barely a B cup. I have bright red
hair and what is often referred to as porcelain skin. My skin is
this white for a reason. I have to stay out of the sun or I turn
into a freckle factory.

I am very physically fit. I run several miles a day and up until
I started working full time last year I used to go to the gym
three times a week. I keep intending to start back once I find
the time. I never seem to have the time for that anymore though.
Still, I keep busy and I watch what I eat. I would have to say
that I am in excellent shape.

I am very happily married to Dennis Hall. He is two years older
than I am. We met when I was in grad school. He was a year ahead
of me but we didn't meet at school. We lived in the same
apartment building just off campus. We met at the pool and for as
long as he lived there we never went out on a date. We would meet
at the pool or do laundry together and we invited each other over
for lunch or dinner fairly often as we got to know each other
better. But it was a platonic friendship and nothing more. Dennis
was as devoted to his studies as I was to mine and we didn't have
a lot of time or energy to devote to our love lives.

After Dennis got his Doctorate he quickly found a prestigious
job. It had an unbelievable high starting salary, it was in his
home town, and he just couldn't turn it down. We were both sad
when he had to move to the other side of the state. I missed him
so much when he left that it surprised me. The funny thing was,
we had not thought of our relationship as a romance. Not until he
was gone and I realized how much I missed him. As it turns out,
he missed me too.

He started calling me in the evening and when he had the time he
would drive down to see me and we both thought that it was funny
that we didn't have our first real date until he had moved away.
When I first realized that he missed me as much as I missed him I
can't even describe how happy I was.

Dennis is a very handsome man and we are intellectual equals,
which we both think is important. We have a lot in common. We
like the same books and movies and music. Our fathers are both
prominent. Dennis's father is also very involved in politics and
is considering running for Governor in the next election.

The only thing that has ever been a bone of contention between us
is that Dennis is much more religious than I am. He thinks that
religion is important and insists that we attend church every
Sunday. It isn't just that he wants to be seen at church either.
He really enjoys going and thinks that it is important.

I have a different perspective. I believe in God, but I don't
think much of religion, or at least I don't think much good of
religion. I actually believe that the world would be a better
place without it.

We have had some heated 'discussions' about that, but to keep
peace in the house I let him drag me to church on Sunday. I
hardly even complain about it, but he knows how I feel.

Neither of us was a virgin when we married. Who is in this day
and age? But we were both pretty inexperienced and when it comes
to sex I guess that you could say that we were both pretty nave.

After I graduated I had dozens of job offers to choose from. My
perfect grades, my academic credits and my experiences in
community service were, I hope, the determining factors in my
selection. I would hate to think that I was selected solely
because my father was one of our state's two Senators, though I
would be surprised if that wasn't a factor.

When it came to choosing where I wanted to work it wasn't even a
contest. I was offered the perfect job in the same town that
Dennis was working in. I had a very comfortable starting salary
and a modern, well equipped office. I even had an assistant and a
secretary!

To be honest, I was surprised that I had been chosen for the job.
The man who was in charge of the hiring was a prominent member of
the other political party and he and my father had, over the
years, had some very bitter disagreements.

I had been interviewed for the job twice and at first I assumed
that I had gotten the job despite my father. I was starting to
wonder if I had gotten the job because the man that hired me,
Superintendant Ross, wanted my father's daughter under his thumb
for some sort of future leverage. Fortunately, we didn't see each
other often. But when it we did he wasn't very nice to me.

I went out of my way to make it clear to him, and anyone else
that I felt it necessary to convince, that I was apolitical and
had no intention of being a pawn in state politics. Not in
national politics either. I was just well informed enough to vote
my conscience. Other than voting I stayed completely out of
politics.

My job turned out to be everything I could hope for. I was
working with troubled kids and it was just as rewarding as I had
imagined it would be. I worked at one of the largest high schools
in this corner of the state. They had a pretty good mix of
students. There were kids from every socioeconomic level.

Of course, I seldom came into contact with the children of the
well to do parents. I had only slightly more interaction with the
vast majority of the student body, the children of the
middleclass. I worked almost exclusively with the underprivileged
children in the school. That isn't a complaint. That is just what
I had in mind when I chose this profession.

Right now you are probably thinking "What could that spoiled brat
have to complain about? She has always gotten everything she
wanted?!"

Well, you would be pretty much right about that, except that I
don't think I am spoiled. I always thought that I had a pretty
good grip on reality and I have always worked hard for what I
got. Granted, I was much loved and well cared for as I grew up.

Despite my privileged upbringing I never looked down on anyone
because of their economic circumstances. I never treated anyone
different because of their race. I was not 'stuck up' and I don't
think that I am conceited. Actually, I suppose that I am one of
those 'bleeding heart liberals' that my father always rails
about. I truly believe that a society should be judged by the way
it treats the neediest of its citizens.

Now, back to my problem. I got into the mess that I'm in because
of a combination of circumstances. The first has more than a
little to do with religion. Well, it has to do with religion and
sex. I have never had to try and explain this before. I hope this
doesn't get too confusing.

I dated a few times in high school. I am reasonably attractive
and I have a nice sexy figure. I am a little more compact than
some men like but I have all the right curves in all the right
places. I also have a pretty face, a friendly smile and a nice
personality. So I was asked out as much as any other girl in high
school.

I had boyfriends throughout high school and once I started
falling for a guy I got into kissing and petting and I enjoyed
the hell out of it. I enjoyed it so much that I probably would
have been promiscuous if guys could have kept their mouth shut
when they got lucky. The only reason I said no as often as I did
was to protect my reputation. I said no a lot of times that I
desperately wanted to say yes.

I loved being kissed by a boy and being touched. I still do. That
is a large part of the problem. My husband, it turns out, is not
a very good lover. That wouldn't be so bad if he were open to
change. In his mind, however, the primary reason to have
intercourse is to procreate. He requires little or no foreplay
and once he has an erection he is ready to make love in the
missionary position for only exactly as long as it takes for him
to achieve orgasm. As it turns out, that isn't very long. I get
the impression that in his mind I should not even have needs and
the mere mention of it is very disturbing to him. He believes
that any decent woman has sex only because it is her duty to
please her husband and to go forth and multiply. These are some
of the warped values that he has picked up from his Holy Roller
church. And people wonder why I have a low opinion of religion!

So the upshot is that the only one in our marriage bed receiving
sexual satisfaction was my husband. It was enough to make me cry,
and it did. I had loved the all too few sexual experiences I had
had and I had so looked forward to being married and having a
good, satisfying sex life. The problem was that any time I tried
to raise the subject I got a lecture on how lucky I was. Despite
the fact that I had not been a virgin, which meant that I was not
a good candidate for marriage, Dennis had forgiven me and didn't
hold that against me. Bless his heart!

I swear that I had no clue that he was so screwed up about sex
when we got married. He had tried desperately to get in my pants
once we started dating and sex was a frequent topic of
conversation with him. I never once got the impression that he
felt the way that he did about it.

That was the first, and probably the main reason that I ended up
in the mess that I'm in now. I was desperately horny.

The second reason was Nathan White's big, soft, wistful,
expressive, brown eyes that seemed to look right into my soul.

Nathan was one of my students. I saw him twice a week. He was
right on the edge of being lost and I thought that I had a real
chance to get through to him and save him from a life of
ignorance and poverty.

He is sixteen years old but looks older. He is six feet tall and
very muscular. He is only an adequate student but from talking to
him I know that he is incredibly intelligent. His mother is a
single mom and she doesn't know who his father is. She pays
almost no attention to Nathan and once he leaves the school
grounds in the afternoon I have been told that he hangs around
with a really bad crowd.

From the very start I made Nathan one of my special projects. I
was certain that I could save him from a life of poverty and
prison. He was teetering right on the edge and I knew that it
would be horrible if that soft spoken, attractive, intelligent
young man were to lean the wrong way. I was sure that I could get
through to him and save him from the life that seemed to be
waiting for him if no one stepped in and showed him that they
cared.

So I took Nathan under my wing. My door was always open to him
and he frequently dropped by my office after school just to talk.
I really thought that I was getting through to him. He would look
at me with those big brown eyes and my heart would melt. He
seemed so vulnerable and so sensitive. If I could have I would
have taken him home to live with my husband and me.

One of the many things that broke my heart about Nathan's life
was that he was always home alone. I figured that if he had a
parent at home he wouldn't be spending so much time with boys
that were going to get him in trouble. We had talked about it and
we both knew that it was inevitable.

I knew it was wrong but every now and then, when my husband was
working late I would take Nathan out for dinner. Usually that was
just a hamburger and fries, but sometimes we went out for a real
meal. I had the impression that he got entirely too few healthy
meals at home.

After several months I began to meet him at the library to help
him with his homework. I have to admit that the feeling of
satisfaction I derived from helping him was nearly enough to make
up for the lack of sexual satisfaction in my life. Nearly.

I knew that I was stepping over the line but I was convinced that
it was for a good cause. I just knew that when this was all over
I would have done something special. I would have saved a young
man from a life of poverty and criminal behavior.

I had been mentoring Nathan for months, much to the dismay of my
husband. He objected strongly to the time I spent with "that
young hoodlum." I had started out being open and above board
about it. However, the constant warnings and the constant
criticism from Dennis had led me to stop mentioning Nathan and
the ways that I was helping him.

Actually I was feeling pretty smug about it. Despite my husband's
extreme Christian outlook on life he was not one to help his
fellow man or see people as equals despite their differences. In
fact, I was dismayed when I finally came to the realization that
he was a bigot!

Chapter Two

As it turns out I was feeling a bit too smug for my own good.
Dennis had to spend the weekend at a seminar in Atlanta. This was
not an uncommon event. It was something that all of the junior
executives where he worked had to do.

Since I had the weekend to myself, instead of spending an hour or
two at the library with Nathan I invited him to come to my house.
He had seemed more depressed than usual the last few days and I
thought that I could help him with his schoolwork and give him a
nice lunch and try to cheer him up. I swear to you, I had only
the purist of motives!

We were sitting on the couch in the living room with his books
spread out on the coffee table and Nathan was obviously not
concentrating. It really bothered me that I wasn't getting
through to him. He sat there, not really listening to me, staring
down at the floor and it was just breaking my heart to see him
like that.

I did something then that if I had thought about it I would never
have done. I reached out and put an arm around his shoulder. When
I did he looked at me with those big, expressive brown eyes and I
hugged him.

He turned and put his arms around me and we just held each other
like that for a long time. I guess it wouldn't have been so bad.
It was just a hug. I never meant for it to be anything but an
attempt to comfort him.

I wasn't really thinking about anything else, just what I could
do to get through to him. So I was shocked when he leaned his
head down and kissed me right on the lips! I guess I was so
shocked that I didn't resist. I didn't kiss him back. Not at
first anyway. But I didn't pull away either. I held him in my
arms and when I didn't fight him the kiss went on.

I felt his hand come up behind my head and his kiss became more
passionate. His tongue teased my lips and then entered my mouth
and I don't have any idea what I was thinking when I began to
return his kiss. I suppose that I wasn't thinking at all. I
certainly wasn't thinking right. I should have pulled away. I
should have stood up and in a gentle but firm voice I should have
told him that his conduct was inexcusable and I should have
apologized for giving him the wrong idea by putting my arm around
him.

Instead, I found myself returning his kiss. My eyes closed and my
breath caught in my chest as I felt his free hand close over my
breast. I shivered at his touch and I can't explain how my arms
came to be wrapped around his neck and our tongues intertwined as
we kissed passionately.

In hindsight I can only say that I must have been captivated by
the passion that was missing from my marriage. After nearly two
years of passionless and unsatisfying sex with my cold fish
husband this was exciting. This was what was missing in my life!

At the time it was happening though, I wasn't thinking anything.
I was feeling. And it felt wonderful. My tall, strong, handsome,
masculine student had suddenly taken charge and it was wonderful.
It was so exciting that I never once said, "No, we can't do
this."

Nor did I attempt to break that exciting kiss or to remove his
hot hand from my tingling breast. Far from resisting, I pulled
him close and kissed him harder. I finally knew what it was to
surrender to a man. I finally knew what passion was.

Nathan continued to cradle my head with his hand as we kissed but
I felt his free hand move from my breast to the buttons on my
blouse. I have no idea why I didn't come to my senses and stop it
right then. I didn't though. Instead I shivered with the
excitement of what was happening and reveled in the pleasure I
was feeling as my body was slowly being uncovered by my teenage
student.

When my blouse was unbuttoned I felt Nathan's hands exploring the
flesh beneath. For a large and inexperienced teen he was
surprisingly good at this. His touch was electric as his fingers
moved over my bare skin. For the longest time he teased me,
avoided touching my bra covered breasts. By the time I finally
felt his fingertips move over my breasts I was panting and nearly
at the point of begging him to touch me.

I took my arms from around his neck and let my blouse slide off
and fall away to be instantly forgotten. Nathan reached behind my
back and I felt his fingers searching for the clasp to my bra.

I reached between the cups and released it for him and as soon as
his hand removed it my arms went back around his neck. When his
fingers began to explore my breasts I was so excited that I
actually had an orgasm from his touch.

Our kiss seemed to go on forever but now that my breasts were
exposed he soon pulled back and looked down at me. I was afraid
that my small breasts would disappoint him but he stared at me
for a few seconds and then he whispered, "Jesus Amanda! They are
beautiful!"

I don't know if I was more excited because he loved my breasts or
because he had addressed me by my first name for the first time.
No, that's silly. I loved it that he liked my breasts! I felt his
eyes on me and I saw the lust in his eyes and it was just what I
needed to see.

Nathan stared at my breasts for a moment longer and then he
leaned down and took one of my nipples into his mouth. I closed
my eyes and held him close as his lips and his teeth sent chills
down my spine. As his mouth sent shockwaves of pleasure though my
body it suddenly occurred to me that my husband had not touched
my breasts with his lips, not one time in nearly two years of
marriage!

Nathan's mouth moved back and forth between my breasts and when a
moment later I felt his hand come to rest on my knee and slide
slowly up my thigh under my skirt I eagerly spread my legs to
give him complete access to my body.

I felt the heat of his palm on my thigh and it was incredible. I
came for the second time before his fingers ever reached the
sopping wet strip of nylon that covered my sex. I came yet again
when his large finger came to rest on my nylon covered and
extremely wet vagina and then slid down through the crease that
indicated my vaginal lips. His finger pushed my underwear up into
me and then I felt it pressing against my clitoris.

I was crying out and making a noise as if I were sobbing. I
wasn't though. I was lost in a passion so earthshaking that I was
making sounds for the first time. I had always been a quiet
lover. Even though I enjoyed sex I had always enjoyed it in
silence. The most noise I had ever made during sex with my
husband was a gasp of pleasure when he entered me. That may have
been because my husband had never given me an orgasm, or even
brought me close.

Not now though. Now I was out of control. I had surrendered to
this teenage black boy and my inhibitions were a thing of the
past. The joyous, lusty sounds I was making now only added to my
passion.

I wasn't even aware at first that he was doing it, but I felt the
button on the back of my skirt come open and the zipper being
tugged down. I hated having to turn him loose long enough to do
it, but Nathan pulled away from me and pulled me to my feet and
anxiously pulled my skirt down. I saw the excitement he was
feeling and it made me just that much more turned on.

He stared at my panties and I looked down and saw how large the
wet spot over my sex was. I knew that I had never been like that
before with anyone. Neither of my two previous lovers in high
school nor my husband had ever produced such a reaction in me.

Nathan leaned down and kissed my mound through my panties and
then stuck his long pink tongue down between my thighs and slowly
drew it up through that wet spot. His tongue was pushing against
the lips of my vagina and my legs couldn't support me a second
longer. I fell back on the couch and Nathan spread my thighs and
dropped to his knees between them. His tongue resumed licking the
crotch of my panties and I was crying out and pulling his head
tighter against me.

For the first time in my life a man was licking my sex and the
heat of his tongue through my underwear was driving me through
one fantastic orgasm after another.

Nathan stopped licking and opened his mouth wide. He pressed his
lips over my mound and I felt his breath penetrate the thin nylon
of my underwear. It was the most awesome thing! His breath felt
like it was being super heated. It felt like that blast of warm
air that hits you when you open the oven door, except that it was
concentrated on my vagina and I actually screamed out loud and
pulled his hair as I had another orgasm.

I was putty in his hands and we both knew it. He tugged at my
underwear and I lifted my butt off of the couch so that he could
get them off of me.

My first two lovers had not seen me naked. We had groped in the
dark in their cars and struggled through a few hasty sexual
trysts with our clothes still on, uncovering just enough of our
bodies to enable us to have sex. The kissing and the touching had
been exciting. The sex had been a huge letdown.

After the second boy I had decided that it just wasn't worth the
effort. I had not had sex again until I had gotten married.
Dennis knew of my previous experiences and was not pleased. But
he was generous enough to forgive me my sins. He actually said
that!

Dennis had seen me naked, but not often. And I had never seen
that look of lust in his eyes that I saw in Nathan's. Instead he
had looked embarrassed and I had even seen him look away when I
undressed!

Now I was naked in front of Nathan and the look in his eyes was a
look I had always wanted to see in a man's eyes. He thought that
I was beautiful and sexy and I could see it. He wanted me. He
wanted to touch me and to taste me and make love to me and I
realized that this was what I thought it was supposed to be like.


As soon as my panties had been tossed aside Nathan leaned back
down and licked me again. There was no thin layer of nylon
between us now and I felt the heat and the moisture of his tongue
directly on my skin. For the first time!

Dennis would never have kissed me anywhere below my chin. I
suddenly realized that he had never even touched my vagina with
his hand! He had touched my breasts, somewhat clumsily. But he
was not nearly as good at is as Nathan was, and he never used his
lips or his tongue or his teeth.

When Nathan's tongue began to slide through my slit and then
burrow into me I went berserk. He had to hold me down and I had
orgasm after earth shaking orgasm as he explored me with his
tongue. After several minutes of driving me crazy that way he
licked and then put his lips over and sucked on my clitoris and
that was when I passed out.

When I came to my senses I was stretched out on the rug and
Nathan was over me, smiling down and rubbing his hard cock over
my slit. I suddenly realized that while I was out of it he had
undressed and I looked down at his muscular chest and smiled up
at him and breathed, "Oh yes Nathan, put it in me!"

He leaned down and kissed my lips. I tasted my own juices on his
lips and I wasn't disgusted at all. In fact, I thought it was
hot. We kissed for a moment and then he said, "No Amanda, you put
it in. Reach down and take my cock in your hand and line it up
with your pussy."

Cock! Pussy! I had never used those words. I had never had them
used in a sentence in my presence! I shuddered in excitement and
reached down and put my hand around his penis. No, I mean his
cock! I touched his cock. I held his cock in my hand. I aligned
the head of his cock with the entrance to my pussy and I gasped
at the sensations I felt as it moved down through my slit until I
had it lined up. I had never seen or touched an organ this large
before. I couldn't wait to see what it felt like when it entered
me. It was easily twice the size of Dennis's penis.

I felt Nathan begin to slide the head of his cock into me and I
gasped in pleasure. This was what it was supposed to feel like! I
heard someone whispering, "Oh yes! More! I want more! Put it in
me!"

It was me! I was saying those nasty things!

I opened my eyes and Nathan was still over me, supporting himself
on his strong, muscular arms and staring down at my face as he
slowly entered me. I reached up and caressed his face as I felt
him penetrate me like I had never been penetrated before. I tried
to pull him down on top of me so that I could put my arms around
him and hold him tight as he entered me. But he just smiled and
stared at my face and slowly buried his cock inside of me.

When he was perhaps half way in I started whispering, "Oh my
god!" I whispered it over and over and as his cock continued to
enter me I got louder and louder until he was finally all of the
way inside of me. I couldn't just lie there the way I had every
other time I had had sex, not even if I wanted to. I was grinding
my mound against his pubic mound and begging him to make love to
me.

He smiled and said, "We aren't making love Amanda. We're fucking!
I'm fucking you. You are fucking me. Say it Amanda. Say 'fuck
me'. Tell me to fuck you. Tell me what you want me to do Amanda.

I had always hated that nasty word. I had never said it in my
life. But now it rolled off of my tongue so naturally as I almost
screamed at him, "FUCK ME! Please Nathan. Do it. Fuck me! I need
you to fuck me hard. Take me. I need it so bad. FUCK ME GOD DAMN
IT!!"

And he did. He began to pull that magnificent cock out of me and
then drive it down harder and harder and with every violent
stroke I rose up to meet it and I began to chant, "Yes! Yes! Fuck
me! I love it! Make me yours! Oh god Nathan, it has never been
like this!"

I started cumming again. The first orgasm came quickly and then
they just started building, one on top of another and I was
totally out of control. I had known that there were women who
enjoyed sex. I had always wondered why. Now I knew. This was what
sex was really like! This was the most amazing thing I had ever
done, or had done to me. I could never settle for what
masqueraded as sex with my husband now. I knew that I couldn't
give this up. I would do anything for this young man thrusting
his cock into me now.

I reached my arms up around his hard, sweaty body and held him
tight and as much as I had tried to avoid saying it I heard
myself saying, "I love you Nathan. I'm sorry, I can't help it. I
love you!"

That was when he came. He thrust into me, several more violent
strokes that almost hurt. I grunted as his cock drove into me,
but I still thrust my hips back up to meet his. Then he tensed up
and shuddered and I knew that his cum was filling my vagina. No,
my pussy. He was cumming in my pussy, filling me with his hot
seed. I knew that I couldn't really feel it. But it seemed like I
could.

It went on and on and even before he was finished I felt his cum
begin to drip down between my thighs onto the rug. It was
probably a minute later that he collapsed on top of me and I
hugged his hot sweaty body to my own. I felt his heart beating in
his chest and his ragged breathing and I wanted to turn him over
and lick his whole body clean.

He got up on his elbows, taking some of his weight off of me and
then he leaned down and kissed me passionately. I put my arms
around his neck and returned his kiss and now I knew what a soul
kiss was. I put my entire soul into that kiss and I knew that I
belonged to this boy now. If he wanted me I was his. At that
moment I would have left my husband for him if he had only
asked.

I felt more of his warm essence seep out of me and slide down
between my legs and onto the rug and I didn't care at all. I only
cared about his pleasure. I wanted to stay just like this for the
rest of the day. No, for the rest of the weekend!

Nathan broke the kiss and took a few deep breaths and I lifted my
head and licked the sweat from his neck and across his chest. As
my tongue explored his body he shivered with pleasure and I
almost had another orgasm just from the mental picture I had of
what I was doing.

Nathan shivered once or twice more and then he slowly pulled his
cock free and rolled over onto his back. I turned onto my side
and saw his cock for the first time. It was, indeed, magnificent.
It was longer and fatter when it was soft than Dennis's cock was
when it was hard.

I reached down and touched it and saw it twitch. It was covered
with our juices and that didn't bother me at all. My fingers slid
over his silky black cock easily and I was in awe of it. Nathan's
skin color was a dark brown, but his cock looked dark, dark
black. It looked so masculine!

He was watching me examine his cock and smiling and after a few
minutes of my gentle touch he said, "If you want to fuck again
you are going to have to do more than that."
I looked up at him, not realizing at first what he was saying.
Then it suddenly struck me that he was suggesting that I use my
mouth on his cock! The sudden realization actually took my breath
away for a moment.

I had never done that. Not for anyone. My first two young lovers
would probably have enjoyed it but I had been too nave and I
suppose that under the circumstances of our brief unions I never
really had the opportunity present itself. I'm not sure what I
would have done if one of them had tried to get me to take his
penis into my mouth.

Dennis, of course, would never permit such a sinful and perverse
abomination.

Now I stared down at Nathan's soft cock and I realized that I was
going to do it. If Nathan wanted me to suck his cock I would do
it for him.

I ran my fingers over his still slimy, dark, black cock and then
I looked up at him and said, "I probably won't do a very good
job. I have never done it before."

He looked at me as if to say, "How is it possible that a
twenty-five year old woman has never sucked a cock?!"

I took my fingers away from his cock and brought them to my face.
I sniffed them and then I touched my tongue to the moisture that
had accumulated on them. It was exciting, the idea of what I was
doing. It wasn't pleasant. The taste was sharp, acrid even.

For some reason though, it didn't deter me. The concept that I
was going to actually touch my tongue to that beautiful cock and
take it in my mouth was almost enough to make me have another
orgasm!

I leaned down and when my face was inches from his cock the smell
was very strong. I didn't care. The only thing I wanted was to
please Nathan. I stuck out my tongue and gently touched it to his
cock. I was very wrapped up in what I was doing but I was so
conscious that he was watching me.

This was just about the nastiest thing that I could ever imagine
doing. It had been all of my life. I had never used the word, but
to say that someone was a cocksucker had always been the most
humiliating and disparaging thing that you could say about a
girl.

I was about to become a cocksucker! I tasted our juices on his
cock and then looked up at him while I thought about the taste. I
decided that it wasn't that bad. And besides, he hadn't hesitated
to run his tongue through my dripping wet pussy. I may not be a
very good cocksucker yet, but I was going to learn for Nathan.

I kissed his cock all over and then I began to lick until it was
as clean as I could get it. As I licked his cock it began to
twitch and grow and as I moved my tongue over him I watched in
amazement. I thought that it was big when it was soft! Wow! When
it was hard I couldn't get my fingers all the way around it. I
lifted my head and looked at it and I realized that it had to be
at least nine inches long! Christ! No wonder I had felt so damned
good when I had that thing buried in my pussy! It was huge!

It had stopped growing and I pulled it up so that it pointed
straight at the ceiling. Then I adjusted my position so that I
had a better angle and slid my lips down over the soft skin that
covered the large head of his beautiful cock. I shuddered as I
realized that for the first time I had a man's cock in my mouth.
Well, he was still a boy I guess, but he was more of a man than
Dennis or the two boys I had allowed to have sex with me in high
school. He was more of a man than Dennis would ever be!

Hell! Compared to Nathan, Dennis was a girl!

I took as much of Nathan's cock into my mouth as I could. It
wasn't very much. With his cock touching the back of my throat
there was still a double handful of cock left over. I tried to
take more of him into my mouth but I began to gag and I pulled
back quickly.

I took my mouth away and apologized but he just smiled and said,
"It's your first time. Don't worry. You'll get better when you've
had a little practice."

You'll think it strange, but I felt a warm glow wash over me as
he said that. It was like he trusted me, he had faith in me, but
more importantly he was going to give me more chances to
practice! I was so happy that if I had a tail it would have been
wagging.

As I sucked on the little bit of his cock I managed to get into
my mouth he started giving me instruction on how to please him.
He told me to swallow before I moved my mouth down over his cock
and I wouldn't gag so much. He told me to be a little more
careful with my teeth. He instructed me on how to use my hands on
his shaft in concert with my mouth to make him feel good.

After a few minutes he said, "I am going to cum in a couple of
minutes Amanda. It is always hard for a girl the first time or
two, but I know you can handle it. When you feel me start to cum
you need to move your lips up to the head of my dick and just use
your hands. I want you to hold my cum in your mouth until I tell
you to swallow it. I want you to take a moment to get used to the
taste. You'll be having a lot of cum in your mouth from now on.

I shuddered in pleasure from his words. It occurred to me that he
sounded like the adult and I felt like the child in this
relationship. He had taken complete charge of me and I loved it!
I wanted nothing more than to belong to him.

I continued sucking his cock and sliding my hand over the shaft
until he groaned and said, "Now Amanda. I'm cumming now."

I quickly wrapped my lips around the head of his cock and moved
my hand a little quicker and he gasped, "Oh yeah bitch! That's
perfect!"

I had just a moment to enjoy the idea that I was now his bitch
before my mouth was flooded with his hot sperm. There was so much
of it that I was afraid that I was going to have to swallow to
keep it from overflowing. I felt the urge to gag at first but I
managed to control it and I continued to masturbate him into my
mouth until he reached down and held my hand still.

I stared at his face through the tears in my eyes and he smiled
down at me and said, "That was great for a first blowjob Amanda!
Thank you."

I felt his cock begin to go soft and he said, "Okay, gently slide
your lips off and sit up now.

I carefully slid my lips off of his cock and he shuddered as my
mouth came away. I sat up and for the first time I really
examined the taste of the mouthful of cum that I had. It was just
so damned exciting! Nathan had filled my mouth with cum! Damn
that turned me on!

I forced myself to concentrate and I began to savor the fluid in
my mouth. It was not at all pleasant. It was strong, a little
bleachy, not anything that you would put in your mouth if wasn't
for the fact that doing it, letting Nathan fill my mouth with
cum, brought him so much pleasure. I didn't like the taste, but I
would do this for him any time he wanted me to.

Nathan had shifted around so that he was leaning up against the
couch now and he was gently toying with my breast as I learned to
appreciate the taste of his cum. After a couple of minutes he
said, "Okay bitch, swallow."

I should have been furious I know. But when he called me bitch
again I shivered excitedly and then I swallowed. I had to swallow
a couple of times to get it all down. Then I ran my tongue around
my mouth and made sure that I had swallowed it all.

He watched me for a few seconds and then he asked, "Well, how did
you like it?"

I wasn't sure if he was asking about the blowjob or the taste of
his cum. I answered easily though. "I don't think that much of
the taste, but I'll suck your cock again any time you want me
to."

He smiled and squeezed my breast and said, "That's the perfect
answer bitch."

Chapter Three

Nathan's hand released my breast and traveled down my stomach. It
soon came to rest on my patch of red pubic hair and he said,
"I've never fucked a redhead before. It's kind of hot. I make
most of my cunts shave their pussies, but I think I'll let you
keep some of this. You are going to need to trim it though. It's
a fucking jungle."

I had no problem with the idea of trimming my pubic hair to
please Nathan. I even found it amusing that my husband would
probably not even notice.

I moved to see how much of a mess I was making on the rug and
then I said, "I'm making a mess. I better go clean up."

I got up to go to the bathroom and Nathan got up and followed me.
I was embarrassed. I had never even been in a bathroom with a boy
before. The idea of him watching while I went to the bathroom
made my body tingle all over. It was such a nasty thing to do!

But I didn't object. I sat on the toilet and even though I really
had to pee bad, at first I was so embarrassed that it wouldn't
come out. I closed my eyes and forced myself to relax and then it
started. It was just a weak stream at first but soon I let it all
go and the sound of a loud, steady flow of urine in the toilet
filled the small room. I had never been so conscious of the sound
of peeing before.

Nathan reached down and spread my legs apart and watched and I
just closed my eyes and tried to imagine what he could be
thinking at seeing me do something this personal. The stream of
urine finally came to an end and I waited a minute or so to make
sure that all of his cum had drained out of me. When I was sure
that I was done I reached for some toilet paper but Nathan said,
No, not yet."

I looked up curiously. I couldn't imagine why he would not want
me to wipe myself. Then I saw why. He was standing in front of me
and holding his cock in his hand and aiming it at the small space
between my legs!

I gasped and said, "No! Nathan! Wait, let me get up first!"

He just smiled and held me down with his other hand. "No bitch,
you sit still. I want you to feel my hot piss on your soft, white
skin."

I watched in shock as the first few spurts of piss shot weakly
from the hole in the end of his cock. They landed on my stomach
and on my thighs and then it became a steady stream of burning
hot piss.

I couldn't believe my reaction. He directed the stream of hot
piss over my thighs and my stomach and then it centered on the
lips of my pussy. He calmly ordered, "Reach down there and spread
your cunt open bitch. Hold it open so I can piss right in your
cunt."

I wanted to! It felt fantastic! My fingers reached into the
stream of piss that was beating against my slit and separated the
lips, something I had never done for anyone before. I felt his
stream teasing the mouth of my vagina and then he directed it
against my tender clitoris.

As soon as that hot stream of liquid hit my clit I said, "Oh my
god! I'm cumming from being pissed on!" And then I did!

I slumped on the toilet after my orgasm and caught my breath.
When I finally sat up Nathan was still standing right there. He
tapped on my head and said, "Clean me off bitch. You don't want
me dripping piss on your nice clean floors do you?"

I gaped up at Nathan, shocked that he would even suggest what he
was obviously ordering me to do now. I looked at his cock and
there were several drops of piss clinging to the its head.

I looked back up at his face and I saw just how serious he was. I
leaned forward and as I stuck my tongue out and licked his cock
clean I thought about how nave and inexperienced I was and how
much more sexually mature Nathan was. These things were all so
out of character for me but they all seemed to be things that
Nathan had experience with. I realized suddenly that I didn't
know Nathan at all. Those wide, brown, innocent eyes, that
engaging smile, the shyness and his apparent willingness to
please, that was all an act!

I had been sucked in. He had played me like a violin. The
incredible thing was, even knowing that I had been played I still
felt the same way about him. I felt a need to please him that I
had never felt with anyone else before. He had touched a part of
me that no other person had come close to and now I think I loved
him. I loved him more than I loved my husband at this moment. I
loved him more than I loved myself or I wouldn't allow him to
humiliate me this way.

What I didn't know at that moment was just how low I would sink
in my efforts to please this boy.

After I had licked and then sucked his cock clean I suggested
that we take a shower together. He said, "Sure, but you have
something to do first."

I looked at him, waiting for a clue. I had forgotten about
trimming my pubic hair. He stepped back and I stood up and
flushed the toilet. He said, "Get your scissors."

While I was getting the scissors he spread a towel out on the
toilet and when I came back he ordered me to sit down. He
squatted in front of me and began to severely trim my pubic bush
back. I just watched in silence as he trimmed away three quarters
of it, leaving just a small triangle above my slit.

When he was done he said, "Okay, warm up the water and you can
finish it up in the shower. Do you have a razor?"

I nodded and got a fresh razor out of my drawer. I turned the
water on and when it was warm we got in and soaped each other up.
It was incredibly exciting. I don't just mean the way he touched
me with his soapy hands either. I loved the way my hands glided
over his taut young body and the way his large, masculine cock
and his balls felt as I soaped them up and then rinsed them off.


I washed his hair and after I rinsed him off I soaped my pubic
mound into a lather and shaved around the patch of hair that he
had left me. I rinsed off and then we dried each other. I went to
put on a robe but he stopped me.

He asked, "Where are you going?"

I told him to get a robe and he said, "Whenever I am around I
don't want you wearing clothes unless I give you something
special to wear or tell you that you need to put something on.
From now on, if you are expecting me you should be naked. And
from now on you can be expecting me often."

I didn't stop to think about the effect this was going to have on
my marriage. At that time I didn't care. I was too carried away
by the passion of the moment.

We went out to the kitchen and I got us both a glass of ice
water. He sat on a stool at the kitchen island and watched me.
When I brought him the water he put his arm around me and after
we had each taken a couple of sips of water he pulled me close
and kissed me. His kiss made my legs weak and I ran a hand over
his cheek and down his chest, all the way down to his large
muscular thigh. I supported my weight on his thigh and kissed him
back eagerly.

He smiled and said, "You belong to me now bitch. Do you realize
that? Are you aware of what that means?"

Now that the mind numbing passion had begun to dissipate I wasn't
as excited about being called a bitch. I didn't say anything
though. I just shook my head and waited for him to tell me what
he was referring to.

In a calm voice, but with a tone that an adult might use when
talking to a young child, he said, "From now on you do what I
say, when I say. You fuck me whenever I want. You suck my cock
without hesitation. But that's not all. From now on if I tell you
to get undressed, I don't care if you are standing in front of a
room full of people, you take your clothes off. If I tell you to
drop down and suck off one of my friends or a stranger on the
street you drop and suck. That goes for fucking too. If you want
to wait a while before we let your husband find out that your
cunt belongs to me now I'll give you a little time. Maybe you can
break it to him gently. He is going to have to know though.
Because there will be days that I come over here to fuck you in
the evening. Sometimes I'm going to want to spend the night too.
I imagine that will be hard to keep from him. I stand out pretty
well against a pair of white sheets."

My mouth had dropped open and I was shaking my head in disbelief.
This was not the kind, sweet, gentle young man that I had allowed
to seduce me. I didn't know who this was. I was only now
beginning to become aware that I may have just made a horrible
mistake.

I pulled away from him and stared at him for a second. Then I
finally said, "What happened to you Nathan?! This isn't who I
thought you were. You...I...this was a mistake! You have to get
dressed now. I want you to leave. This was just a big mistake."

He chuckled and said, "You got that right bitch. You made a
mistake. You made a couple of mistakes. You made a mistake when
you fucked me just now. You made another mistake when you thought
you could order me to leave. I don't take orders bitch. You do!"

I stared at him aghast. He stood up and took me by the arm and
pulled me into the living room. He pushed me into a chair and
said, "Don't move bitch."

He walked over to the door and I started to get a feeling of
relief. But then I realized that he couldn't be leaving. He was
still naked!

He opened the front door and stood back and another teenage boy
walked in and came over and looked down at me and smiled. I
covered my breasts and my recently shaved pussy with my hands and
arms and screeched, "Get out of here!"

I recognized him from school. He was Terrill Mays, a friend of
Nathan's. He ignored my order to leave and walked over to the
television. I saw him pull a cord out of his pocket and hook it
up to the television and then I saw that he had a small, digital
movie camera. He attached the camera to the cord and sat on the
couch. When he was ready Nathan pulled me to my feet and pushed
me back down beside Terrill and sat down on the other side of
me.

Nathan had the remote control for the TV in his hand and he
handed it to Terrill.

Terrill turned the TV on and then he pulled a small remote from
his shirt pocket and I was watching a recording taken through my
front window of what looked very much like me seducing Nathan, a
sixteen year old student! I had started it my putting my arms
around him and then hugging him. When he turned and began to kiss
me it was hard to tell which of us had instigated the kiss, that
passionate kiss. But it was obvious that I wasn't resisting
anything that Nathan did. No one could look at this recording and
not see me molesting my teenage student.

I tried to cover my eyes but Nathan made me watch the entire
recording. It was embarrassing, but the truly horrifying thing
about it was how turned on I got as I watched it. I had never
seen a dirty movie before. I had always avoided movies that I
knew contained sexually explicit scenes. But now, watching myself
with Nathan it was all I could do to keep my fingers away from my
pussy. I wanted desperately to rub my pussy while I watched this
extremely erotic movie.

Out of the corner of my eye I could see that Nathan was enjoying
it too. His cock had gotten hard and his hand was gently
massaging it while he watched the movie. I was soon distracted
though when Terrill began to take his clothes off.

I tried not to watch as he pulled his t-shirt off and then kicked
his shoes off. He unbuckled his belt and opened his fly and
lifted his butt up off of the cushion to work his Dockers and his
jockey shorts off together. I didn't want to notice, but I
couldn't help it. His cock seemed nearly as large as Nathan's! I
began to wonder about the stereotype. I hardly ever saw my
husband's cock, but I had gotten glimpses of it and I knew that
it was only about five inches long and maybe a little thicker
than my thumb.

My first two lovers in high school had probably had organs of a
similar size.

Now I was sitting on my couch naked between two large black boys
with nine inch cocks. I returned my attention to the television
and stared as on the screen Nathan ate my pussy to a series of
orgasms.

As we watched, Nathan took my hand and placed it on his cock. My
hand seemed to wrap around it of its own accord. As soon as I
adjusted to holding Nathan's cock, Terrill took my other hand and
placed it around his cock. I found myself sitting between them
holding their cocks and staring at the sexiest movie I had ever
seen and I was so light headed that it never even occurred to me
to object.

Terrill put one arm around my shoulder and his hand came to rest
on my breast. I glanced at Nathan, hoping he would have something
to say about that. He did have something to say. He said, "That's
a damned hot movie Terrill. We'll need to film it again with a
better camera and better lighting. It really needs some close-ups
too. But considering how it was made that's a damned hot movie."

I hated to admit it, even to myself. He was right. That was a
damned hot movie!

When we got to the place where I sucked Nathan off I heard
Terrill chuckle and say, "She ain't much of a cocksucker is
she?"

Nathan came to my defense. He said, "That was her first one dude.
Give her time. She just needs more practice. Hell, I bet she can
suck a cock like a pro by the end of the time we clear out of
here tomorrow."

My head swung around so fast I almost hurt myself! "Tomorrow! Oh
no Nathan, you can't stay here! You just can't!"

As far as Nathan was concerned it was as if I hadn't even spoken.


Terrill found it amusing though. He said, "Dude, your bitch
thinks she can tell you what to do? How lame is that?!"

Nathan chuckled and said, "It's her first day man. This is all
new to her. Give me a day or two to train the bitch. She is still
in shock. You should have seen her face when I told her that she
was going to have to tell her husband that her cunt belongs to me
now."

Hearing him say that again was just as shocking as hearing it for
the very first time. I tried to imagine telling Dennis that a
teenage boy owned me. A black boy at that! His bigoted heart
would probably come to a complete stop. But I would never be able
to tell him that. I would have to make Nathan see reason.

Just then I felt something on my hand and I looked down to see
the lubricant that was oozing from Terrill's cock. It had reached
my fingers and it began to run over them. He said, "Nathan, I
watched you fuck the bitch for more than an hour. I need some
relief here dude."

Nathan said, "Sure man. Bitch, suck my friend off. We'll make you
a copy of the movie and you can see how it ends later."

It was like my mind had ceased to function. I looked up at Nathan
in shock but he ignored me. I felt Terrill take his hand off of
my breast and he grabbed a handful of my hair.

I grunted in pain and he said, "I love that red hair bitch. If I
didn't see the matching cunt hair I never would have believed
that it was real."

He pulled me out of my seat and guided me between his legs by
pulling my hair. I didn't fight him though. I went wherever he
wanted me. Once I was in place he let go of my hair and sat back
and said, "Okay bitch, let's see if you can do any better on your
second blowjob."

I had a better view of his cock now and it was, as I had
suspected, as large as Nathan's. I tried to think of something I
could say to end this, something to make them see reason and
leave. I couldn't though. I couldn't seem to form a cogent
thought of any kind. I had always been a thinking, reasoning,
intelligent person but now, in the clutches of these two boys I
seemed unable to think at all. I only seemed to be able to react,
and they either enjoyed or ignored my reactions as they deemed
appropriate.

I found myself bending forward to kiss and then lick at Terrill's
throbbing cock. He slumped down in his seat a little more and I
adjusted my position and began to suck his cock just the way I
had for Nathan.

Unfortunately, Terrill was not as easy to please. He watched me
and except to say to Nathan, "I love seeing a pretty white girl
sucking my cock," he seemed very unhappy with what I was doing.

After a few minutes he said in a voice tinged with disgust, "Shit
bitch, my fifteen year old sister sucks cock better than that!"

I tried not to think of the implications of that. I didn't have
much time to think about anything though. Terrill reached up and
held my head in both of his large, strong hands. It made me
nervous, but I didn't try to pull away. I didn't dare for some
reason.

As I moved my mouth up and down on his cock Terrill began to
exert pressure on the back of my head. I resisted with my neck
muscles for a moment but soon that wasn't enough and I began to
push back against his thighs, trying to pull my head free.

Terrill yelled, "Stop that! Put your hands down at your side.
NOW!"

I don't know why I obeyed. Except for what he was doing at this
very moment neither boy had hurt me. I was in pain now though. He
was forcing his cock deeper with each thrust and I was crying in
pain.

I was just about to begin fighting again. I knew that I couldn't
take anymore of this. Just as I started to bring my hands back up
to push against him he pulled harder against the back of my head
and thrust up with his hips and his entire cock surged down my
throat.

The pain was incredible. I began to fight then. But as soon as I
started to hit at Terrill Nathan got down behind me and grabbed
my arms. He twisted them and pulled them around behind my back. I
thought he was going to pull them right out of the sockets! I was
forced to cease my struggles, but I was running out of air and I
was beginning to panic.

I knew that in seconds I was going to pass out and I was afraid
that I was going to wake up dead. As I started to lose
consciousness I felt a series of stinging slaps on the side of my
head and finally looked up at Terrill. He shook his head and
said, "You stupid bitch! Relax, you can breathe. Just breathe
through your nose. It will take a little extra effort, but you
aren't going to die. Shit! You are one dumb bitch. You should
have learned how to do this when you were fourteen or fifteen.
Stupid fucking white girls! I fucking swear!"

I struggled to suck some air in through my nose. His fat cock was
pinching my airways so severely that I couldn't get much. I
managed to get some though. When I realized that I wasn't going
to die from getting my face fucked I felt the panic start to
recede.

It still hurt like hell but he held my head down and his cock
stayed buried in my throat until I began to adjust to the
pressure. Once he saw that I wasn't panicking he let me come up
slowly off of his cock. He watched me gulp down several large
lungs full of air and then he pulled my head back down until my
lips were once again spread wide around the base of his large
cock.

He did that several more times and then Nathan finally let my
arms go. My shoulders hurt so much that at first I couldn't even
control my arms. They hung loosely at my sides. After a few
moments I was finally able to bring them up and rest them on
Terrill's thighs to support myself.

After another minute Terrill took his hands away and said, "Okay
bitch. Show me what you've learned."

I was crying loudly now. I was almost hysterical. They ignored
that and watched with interest as I began to force my head down
over Terrill's cock. When the head of his cock actually entered
my throat I was almost as shocked as I had been when he forced it
down my throat the first time.

I actually found that it wasn't so bad when I did it on my own.
At least I could make sure that I got enough oxygen. I began to
slide my lips up and down Terrill's cock and I was reminded of
Nathan's presence behind me when I felt his cock begin to saw
back and forth between my thighs.

In a very short time it felt pretty good and I enjoyed the
distraction from the pain in my throat. He pulled his cock away
and I moaned in protest, but he was just pausing to rearrange me
so that he could fuck me from behind while I sucked off his
friend.

I had been shocked at my reactions from the moment my time with
Nathan had begun this morning. I had no idea when I let Nathan
into my home today that it was to be the start of a sexual
odyssey. The only thing I had objected to strenuously was
Terrill's cock entering my throat. I'm not sure if that was just
because I thought I was going to die or perhaps my natural
aversion to pain. For whatever reason I had not objected and in
fact had been a willing participant in everything that Nathan had
done to me right up until Terrill arrived. I had even let him
piss on me!

When Terrill had arrived I had become a more unwilling
participant, but I still had allowed whatever liberties, whatever
indignities they demanded of me. I had allowed Terrill to grope
my breasts without a single complaint and I had allowed him to
place my hand on his cock and I had held it just as lovingly as I
had held Nathan's.

This was so totally out of character for me. I may not be the
good church going Christian that my husband was, but I was
certainly not promiscuous. I was not the type of woman that
committed adultery with a teenage student. Oh my god! I'm a child
molester!

I know that I was nave. I know that if I had been keeping a diary
I would have probably written in it that I was sexually
frustrated and totally dissatisfied with my limited sex life with
my very provincial husband. But even so, this, all of this was so
totally out of character for me.

Yet even now, as I continued to suck Terrill's cock and I felt
Nathan's cock entering me from behind, I was in heaven. As soon
as his cock began to slide forcefully in and out of my pussy I
had no more doubt. My reservations disappeared and I was once
more a sexual pawn in their hands.

As he fucked me Nathan reached around and began to tease the area
around my clit and a moment later Terrill reached down and began
to roughly squeeze and pull on one of my breasts. Any vestiges of
doubt disappeared instantly. I was once more a willing toy, a sex
toy. There were no more lucid thoughts in my head for the next
fifteen minutes or so. There was just pleasure and passion and an
overpowering need to please the boys using me this way.

I attacked Terrill's cock with a new sense of urgency and I
clasped my pussy tightly around Nathan's cock and I only wished
that I could take my head out of Terrill's lap long enough to
scream out my pleasure so loud the neighbors would hear it.

Terrill didn't last much longer. Unlike Nathan, he didn't cum in
my mouth. He held my head pressed tightly against his belly and
his hips danced as he shot his cum straight down my throat.

When his orgasm finally ended he relaxed back down onto the couch
and held my head in place. I felt his cock throb a few times and
then slowly begin to soften and withdraw. It was the strangest
thing you can imagine.

I didn't have a lot of time to contemplate the softening cock in
my mouth though. Nathan was speeding up and his strokes were
becoming more violent and his fingers had begun to pinch my clit
roughly. I screamed around Terrill's soft cock in my mouth and as
I felt Nathan reach orgasm I was right there with him. I moaned
and groaned and sobbed as if I were crying. I wasn't though. I
was in heaven. Gone were all of my fears and all thought of how
this relationship was about to destroy my life. All there was now
was red hot passion as my whole being seemed to explode in shared
orgasm.

I clasped my pussy tightly around Nathan's cock as he began to
pull it free. I didn't want him to take it away from me. He
wasn't quite done though. As soon as he had pulled his cock out
of my pussy he grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled me roughly
around and ordered me to suck him clean.

I looked down at his nasty cock but I had already done this for
him and I didn't mind. I opened my mouth and took his entire cock
inside. His cock was still a little more than half hard and it
sank easily into my throat now.

He groaned in pleasure and after a minute he said, "Damn Terrill,
it didn't take you long to teach her that trick. Good job!"

I thought I should be getting some of the credit here, but I
realized he was right. If it were not for Terrill raping my
throat a moment ago I wouldn't be doing this. I even felt pride
in pleasing him! How sick is that?

When he was satisfied he pushed my head away and made me sit up
on the coffee table. He pushed my legs apart and ordered me to
scoop up the cum that was leaking out of my pussy.

I looked down and saw that there were several large dollops of
milky looking cum seeping out of me and beginning to run down
between my legs. I scooped them up and then I held them and sat
there wondering what he wanted me to do with them.

He smiled and asked, "Well, what are you waiting for?"

I looked at him. I really didn't know what he wanted me to do. He
got that, "What a fucking retard!" look on his face and then he
said, "Amanda, that's your reward for being such a good fuck. Eat
it bitch!"

I looked at him. I mean surely he was kidding, right? I saw his
expression begin to harden and I realized he was completely
serious. I looked down at the cum in my hand and slowly brought
it up to my mouth. I had already sucked his cock and held his cum
in my mouth for several minutes while he watched me. This was
different though. This was eating cum that was draining out of my
pussy and there was something very gross about that.

As my hand drew closer to my face the smell of the cum grew
stronger and it brought to mind the taste of it, the unpleasant
taste of it. I hesitated as long as I could but I could see that
it would soon be running off of my fingers and I didn't want to
upset Nathan. So I carefully put my fingers in my mouth and
sucked them clean.

I gagged a little. Not because of the taste or the smell, but
just because it was such a nasty think to do. It pleased him
though and I suppose that is what is important.

I looked down after I had swallowed his cum and I saw that
another small dollop of cum had oozed out of me and I scooped it
up without waiting to be told to. I brought it straight to my
mouth and this time I managed to swallow it without gagging.

Nathan patted my head as if I was is pet dog and said, "Good
girl."

I heard Terrill chuckling and then he said, "Looks like she is
going to be an easy bitch to train. I guess you were right man. I
figured her for a fucking iceberg."

It was becoming obvious that he had enslaved other girls, or
women, like this. I wondered just how often he did this. How much
experience did he have? What kind of person was this young man? I
had obviously been all wrong about him.

I realized that I had been so wrong about him that I was
apparently going to pay with my marriage, my career, and perhaps
even my life. Not that I imagined that he was going to kill me.
No, he was just going to make my life not worth living. He was
going to ruin me and there was even the possibility that in so
doing he could ruin my father and maybe even my father-in-law.

If the things that I had done today got out, if for instance that
movie that Terrill had filmed through my front window should
become public, my father would not just be humiliated. He would
be hounded out of office. That movie would be brought back up
every time he opened his mouth. His political career would be
over and he would become a laughing stock. It might be just as
damaging to Dennis's father. It would surely come up if he did
run for Governor.

I realized that I had no choice now but to do anything and
everything that Nathan wanted and hope that I could convince him
to be discreet. The tragedy was, even if he decided to publically
humiliate me and my family, I would let him. I don't even know
why, but something in me had responded to him and the way that he
was treating me in a way that I had never responded or even
imagined that I could. I don't think I could say that I mistook
what I felt for Nathan for love any longer. I knew it wasn't
love. It was a warped lust that I found myself unable to repress.
If Nathan ordered me to go outside right now and walk down to the
corner in the nude I would do it. I would be humiliated beyond
belief, but I would do it.

Terrill stood up and pulled me to my feet and ordered me to lie
down on the rug. As soon as I was on my back he nudged my legs
apart and knelt between them and stared at my body. I didn't have
the same feeling for him that I had for Nathan and I was much
more embarrassed about being with him.

Nathan came over and sat down by my head and watched my face as
Terrill moved up and began to slide his semi-hard cock over my
still moist slit. I looked down at Terrill and watched him
sliding his cock over my slit and then I looked up at Nathan and
saw how much he was enjoying this. I realized that he knew how
uncomfortable it made me to submit to Terrill like this and that
is what he was enjoying.

Terrill's cock was soon hard and he moved over me and supported
is weight on his arms. He looked down at me and said, "Okay
teacher, I want to learn all about your cunt now. Reach down
there and wrap your hand around my cock and put it where it goes.


I did as he ordered. I reached down and lined his large cock up
with my pussy. Nathan was sitting so close to my face that his
knee was almost touching me. I had a sudden feeling of being
overwhelmed by all of this black male flesh. But far from being
upset, I was excited. I didn't want to do this, not with Terrill.
Or at least I didn't think I did. But I was getting so excited as
I felt his fat cock enter me that I knew I would soon be bathing
his cock in my juices as I had orgasm after orgasm.

He leaned down and rested on his elbows and more of his weight
was pressing down on my body now. I felt taken, conquered. It was
such a totally erotic feeling to be helpless and possessed like
this.

I closed my eyes for a moment but I felt movement and when I
opened my eyes Nathan had stretched out beside us. He was
smoothing my hair down and staring into my face and enjoying my
submission.

I looked over at him and he said, "That's a good girl. I'm going
to make a real slut out of you. When I'm done with you'll be the
perfect sex slave. You will suck and fuck on command. You're
going to love it too. I can see it in your face. You poor thing,
you've been a slut all of your life and never even realized it.
We have some lost time to make up for."

I started to cum just from the nasty things that he was saying
and just as my first orgasm washed over me Terrill said, "Open
your mouth bitch. Stick your tongue out."

I was in the middle of an orgasm and almost didn't hear him. When
his words finally sank through and registered I struggled to put
together enough self control to obey. I opened my eyes and looked
up at Terrill and opened my mouth. He watched until I managed to
stick out my tongue.

He said, "Stay just like that bitch, don't fucking move."

I didn't have a clue what was coming next. I never heard of
someone doing what he did to me then to another person. I watched
in horror as a large glob of spit fell slowly from his mouth and
onto my tongue where it rolled into my mouth. But the real horror
was that as incredible as it must seem, as soon as his spit fell
into my mouth I had another orgasm. It was the nastiest thing
they had made me do yet. Well, except for when Nathan pissed on
me. It was certainly every bit as shocking. And just like when
Nathan had pissed on me the idea of doing anything this nasty
sent me right over the edge.

I came hard and I couldn't stop myself from wrapping my arms
around Terrill's neck and pulling him closer. I was grinding my
pussy against him and staring him right in the face as he spit
into my mouth again and I came yet again.

I wanted to close my eyes so that I couldn't see it happening. I
wanted to close my mouth so that I could scream as I came and I
came and I came.

Terrill finally sped up and began to fuck me violently. His
movements were so violent that he couldn't play his game anymore
and I closed my mouth and grunted with the pain and the pleasure
as he fucked me like the animal that I was becoming.

I felt him tense up and fill me with yet another load of hot,
slimy cum and I came again just from the idea of it.

He collapsed on top of me for a few seconds. He was even heavier
than Nathan and he really took my breath away. I didn't struggle
or complain though. I waited for him to roll off of me and when
he did Nathan nudged me and nodded down at his filthy cock.

I struggled to sit up. He had fucked me so hard that my stomach
hurt. I rolled over onto my knees and I took his rapidly
shrinking, slime covered cock into my mouth and sucked him clean
as if it were the most normal thing in the world for a woman to
do after sex.

When he was satisfied he pushed me away and Nathan watched me as
I sat up on my heels. I felt Terrill's sperm begin to run out of
me and I knew what Nathan was waiting for. I reached down and
scooped it up and swallowed it.

When I had finished eating Terrill's cum, Nathan smiled at me and
said, "That's a good girl. It's easier every time you do it,
isn't it?"

I nodded.

Then I sat down on the carpet and while they rested I thought
about the terrible things I had done, and had done to me so far
today. Much of what they had done was just disgusting. Yet with
each new torment came a new wave of excitement. I literally ate
up everything they could throw at me!

They gave me a moment to relax and Nathan asked, "What do you
have to eat?"

I offered them several choices for lunch. I had cold cuts or I
could make soup. I had some left over tuna casserole. I didn't
usually shop for the week until Saturday so there really wasn't a
lot of food in the house.

Chapter Four

Nathan decided that he would rather go out to eat and he
suggested that I take Terrill to my room and take a shower with
him. While I was doing that he was going to find me something to
wear and we would go get a hamburger somewhere.

I led Terrill down the hall to my bedroom with Nathan following
close behind. I went into the bathroom and turned the water on in
the shower. I sat on the toilet and let a large amount of fresh
cum drain out of me. Then I peed and wiped myself.

By then the water was hot and Terrill and I got into the large
glass enclosed walk-in shower. Terrill reached up and aimed the
water away from us and pushed me to my knees. I thought he wanted
me to suck his cock again and I started to suggest that we either
wait until after our shower or turn the water off.

I totally misunderstood what he had in mind. I had just begun to
speak when a jet of hot piss shot out of his cock and hit me
right in the face!

I screamed and started to try to stand up and get away from him.
He held me down with a handful of my hair and stood in front of
me and pissed all over me. I heard Nathan chuckle. He must have
come in to see what I was screaming about. I had my eyes closed
tightly though and I couldn't see him.

Terrill directed the stream of piss down onto my breasts from
time to time, but most of it hit me right in my face. When the
first spurt had sprayed into my face and surprised me I had been
just starting to speak and I had gotten some of it in my mouth.
After that, and until he finished I kept my mouth tightly closed.
But I had the bitter taste of his piss in my mouth now and I kept
shuddering in revulsion.

I had been shocked earlier when Nathan had pissed on my pussy.
But it had been exciting. It had felt good as that hot liquid
sprayed on my clit. This was just degrading. He was only doing it
to debase and humiliate me. It definitely had that effect. What
was even more embarrassing was that it was starting to turn me
on. Not at first. But as I calmed down and resigned myself to my
fate as it were, the stream of hot urine, or the idea of what was
being done to me, began to turn me on. I didn't let on though. If
he had realized it I would have been even more embarrassed.

The stream finally began to diminish and then I felt the head of
his cock pressing against my lips. I groaned in fear as I relaxed
my jaw and he forced his cock into my mouth. As soon as his cock
entered my mouth the thing that I feared occurred. The last few
small streams of hot piss shot out of his cock and into my mouth.


I finally managed to pull my head free and I doubled over and
gagged and choked and spit out the vile liquid. I fought to keep
from throwing up and finally managed to get my stomach under
control.

Terrill watched me for a minute as I struggled to control my
stomach and then I felt the hot water from the shower wash over
me and I turned my face up and let it wash the piss out of my
eyes and off of my face. I finally struggled to my feet and I
leaned back against the glass and forced myself to stop crying
and to relax.

Terrill only gave me a minute or two to compose myself before he
pulled me close and put his soapy arms around me and began to use
my body wash to soap my body up and slide his hands over me. As
he washed me he said, "You are going to have to stop being so
sensitive teach. Sex is supposed to be dirty. The nastier it is
and the more it hurts the better it is. You like it that way too,
I can tell. You just have to realize that you aren't really the
prim little bitch you always thought you were. Once you realize
what a slut you are you'll be a lot happier."

I knew he was wrong. I wasn't that way at all. Well, maybe a
little, but not the way he meant. Not to the degree he wanted to
take me. I didn't bother to try to argue with him though. It
isn't like it mattered what I thought about all of this.

After he was finished washing me I did the same for him, just
like I had done for Nathan earlier. It wasn't the same though. I
guess because I had feelings for Nathan. I don't think I liked
Terrill very much.

After we dried off I brushed my teeth and got the bad taste out
of my mouth. Then I went out into the bedroom. Nathan was dressed
and Terrill had gone out to the living room to put his clothes on
too.

Nathan handed me a slip and told me to put it on. It was a short,
white, lacy slip that I wore under my clothes when I was wearing
a thin blouse or a short dress. It only came down a couple of
inches below my crotch and the last couple of inches were a lace
pattern that matched the lace that covered my breasts. It was a
very pretty, very sexy garment and it was one of my favorites.
When I wore it though, I always wore it with a bra under it and a
dress or a skirt and blouse over it.

When I had it on Nathan smiled and said, "Very hot! I like it."

Then he pointed down at the high heels he had selected for me and
told me to put them on.

I said, "I need to get dressed first Nathan."

He smiled and said, "Silly bitch! You are dressed. Put the shoes
on and do what you're told."

I looked down at my breasts. You didn't have to look all that
hard to see my nipples. I glanced down and saw that it didn't
take any effort to be able to make out what remained of my bright
red patch of pubic hair either.

I looked back at Nathan with a look of horror on my face. He
expected me to leave the house like this!

I shook my head and backed away from him. As I backed away I
said, "Oh no Nathan. I can't, I can't go out like this. I just
can't!"

Nathan didn't move and his expression never changed. He spoke in
a calm but firm voice. "You are new at this so I am going to give
you a warning. I don't usually do that so you know I have
feelings for you bitch. From now on you dress the way I tell you
to dress. You do what I tell you to do. You don't have to like
it. In fact it amuses me when you are doing things that you don't
like to do. But you don't ever refuse to do anything that I tell
you to do. There are consequences for refusing, or even just
hesitating long enough to piss me off. Now put the damned shoes
on bitch. Don't make me tell you again."

This entire day, since Nathan had arrived had been one mad roller
coaster ride. I had done things, and allowed him to do things
that were totally out of character and to be honest I had enjoyed
it. Or at least I had enjoyed a lot of it. It had been the most
exciting few hours of my life. But it was an aberration.

I was starting to come to my senses now and I said, "Nathan, I
care for you. That is why I have spent so much time trying to
help you. But I never should have done the things we did today. I
was weak and I'm sorry if I led you on or gave you the wrong
impression. It was a huge mistake and I'm sorry. But it has to
end now. You have to leave now. I should never have invited you
into my home. It was a mistake. Please, take Terrill and go now.
I would appreciate it if neither of you mentioned this again.
Please go, now."

Nathan merely smiled and took a couple of steps towards me. He
put his finger under my chin and lifted my face up until our eyes
met. In a quiet voice he said, "For an intelligent woman you can
be such a dumb cunt. I just gave you a warning and in the next
breath you refuse me. Now I am going to have to punish you."

I shook my head and tried to step back away from him again but he
grabbed a handful of my hair and held me close and continued
speaking. "You are going to have to accept that your life just
changed drastically. Take a minute to think about that movie out
there in the camera. The one we watched this morning that shows
you seducing a minor and spending a couple of hours having sex
with a sixteen year old in your living room while your husband is
out of town. Think about it bitch. What happens when someone
shows that to the principal and the members of the school
board?"

I was crying softly now but I continued to stare into Nathan's
eyes and let him paint a horrible picture of my future if I
didn't obey him.

Nathan continued, "First you get arrested. Next you get fired.
Your husband will kick you out of the house so fast you will be
lucky if he gives you time to pack your clothes. So now you are
homeless and unemployed and unemployable."

"But it doesn't end there, does it bitch? What happens when daddy
runs for re-election? That movie starts going around again and
questions about your old man's sex offender daughter come out.
You know what a lot of people are going to wonder? They are going
to wonder if daddy was a child molester. How else would his
daughter become one?"

"I'd say that your daddy's career was pretty much over. I suppose
you will have to go and live with your parents and try to find a
job somewhere. But you know what your mother is going to be
wondering? The same thing everyone else is. Did daddy fuck his
little girl?"

"I imagine your father-in-law will be able to avoid most of the
bad publicity. After all, by the time he runs for Governor his
son will have divorced your ass and he will try to ignore any
references to his daughter-in-law the child molester. It probably
wouldn't have much impact on his chances. At least, it won't
unless it's a close race."

"But that isn't the end of it bitch. Those pictures will be
floating around on the internet for the rest of your life.
Pictures of you making love to a teenage black boy, pictures of
you sucking my cock and fucking me, they will haunt you for the
rest of your life. A lot of people get off on that kind of thing
you know. Those pictures will be famous. Everyone that knows you
will download them out of curiosity. Before long, everyone that
sees you will have seen you naked. Not just naked either, naked
and sucking my big black cock."

I collapsed to the floor and covered my face and cried
hysterically. The enormity of my lack of judgment wasn't just
washing over me. It was being used to club me into submission.

I don't know how long I lay there on the floor crying. I am not
normally a person that does a lot of crying. I had probably cried
more today than I had all the rest of my life. I guess I wasn't
down there for all that long because Nathan would have gotten
tired of it before long.

He never said a word though. He sat down on the foot of my bed
and waited for me to stop crying and calm down. When I finally
wiped my eyes and sat up he tossed me a couple of tissues and
asked, "Have you got that out of your system now? I'm only going
to put up with just so much of that shit bitch."

The word bitch was really starting to grate on me. The first time
he had called me a bitch it had been kind of exciting in a kinky
sort of way. Now it was just a slap in the face each time he used
it.

After I dried my eyes and blew my nose he reached down and pulled
me to my feet. He looked at me and said, "Go fix your face. You
look like shit. When you are done, come back out here and put
your shoes on. Don't take a lot of time, I'm getting hungry."

I went back into my bathroom and washed my face in cold water.
Except for a little lipstick I don't wear makeup. I just brushed
my hair and once my color started to return to normal I looked
alright.

I went back out and slipped my shoes on. I looked at myself in
the mirror on my closet door and I could not believe that I was
actually going to leave the house like this. I looked like a
prostitute! Come to think of it, I felt like a prostitute.

When I was ready Nathan stood up and I followed him out to the
living room. Terrill was out there watching the recording he had
made of me and Nathan and when he saw us coming out he said to
Nathan, "I thought I might be able to film some close-ups and
splice them in but I think it would be easier to just re-shoot
the whole thing. It would be best to use two close-up cameras
though. We could get Doc to operate one of them. What do you
think?"

Nathan didn't seem to care one way or the other. He just nodded
his head and said, "Yeah, whatever. I want to keep this one
though. Don't erase it. Her reactions were perfect. Make me and
her both a DVD of it."

I was guided out to the driveway. Nathan handed me my purse on
the way out and I guess they had already taken my house key out.
I heard Terrill locking my door behind us.

I glanced around and saw that several of my neighbors were
working in their yards. I saw them look up and see me coming out
of my house with two young black men and it was obviously that I
was not dressed to go out. My husband and I were both very
conservative people. They had to know that I would never leave
the house like this. No one said a word though. I noticed that
the people that might normally wave to me looked away. It was as
if they knew that they had caught me doing something bad.

I went around and got in the driver's seat. I unlocked the
passenger doors and Nathan got in front. Terrill got in the back.
I started the car and waited for Nathan to tell me where we were
going.

Nathan said, "Come on bitch, let's go."

I backed out of the driveway and as I pulled away from my house
he said, "Drive down Central to Willow and turn left."

I never went into that part of town. Not many white people did if
they could avoid it. It was what was considered the poor side of
town. Most of the businesses in that area had closed. They got
tired of getting broken into or robbed. I didn't know of any
restaurants in that area. I don't know where Nathan was planning
to eat.

After I turned onto Willow we drove past the low income housing
and the vacant shops and he told me to slow down. As we came up
on a small alley he ordered me to turn in and I drove halfway
down the alley and parked in front of a rundown old house in
desperate need of a paint job.

I looked at the house. I knew that this wasn't where either of
these boys lived. I spotted a hand lettered sign on a piece of
cardboard in the front window. It said, "Cobb's Caf," and
underneath that it said, "Open."

We got out and I locked the doors and followed Nathan down a dirt
path beside the house and into the back yard. There were a dozen
tables out in the yard. Most of them had a few old men sitting
down and drinking beer and playing dominos or checkers. I only
saw one other female. She was sitting with three boys. I didn't
know them but I remembered seeing them around the school.

Everyone looked up when we stepped into the yard and the loud
chatter we had heard as we approached came to a complete and
sudden stop. It was as if someone had flipped a switch and
everyone stopped talking all at once.

Nathan and Terrill spoke to some of the people as we made our way
to a table. They got a response from the people that they spoke
to, but everyone was gawking at me. It wasn't just that I was
probably the only white person in this part of town. I think the
fact that I was nearly naked had a lot to do with the looks that
I was getting.

We sat down and I tried to adjust my slip so that I was as
covered as possible but Nathan said, "Leave it."

I tried to pull my seat under the table but he shook his head.
More than anything I didn't want to look. I didn't want to know
how exposed I was. I couldn't help myself. Not knowing was even
worse. I looked down and saw that my slip had risen up enough
when I sat down that some of my pubic hair was exposed. There
were only two tables that were positioned so that the customers
could see me. At one of them sat three old men playing dominos.
The other would just have to be the table with the four students
from the high school.

I knew I wouldn't go unrecognized. Not with my bright red hair. I
heard a murmur as people started talking quietly but then one of
the boys said, "Son of a bitch! That's Mrs. Hall, the counselor
at school!"

Busted!

Nathan was staring at me and grinning. He said, "I guess that
sexy slip wasn't much of a disguise, was it?"

I just glowered at him. There was no way that word of this wasn't
going to get all over school on Monday. I started to say
something to Nathan but one look at his smiling face told me that
there was nothing that I could say to get me out of here. There
was certainly no way to take back being seen in this cafe with
these two boys while wearing my lacy slip. And there was no way
that anyone was going to look at me and not know that this was
not a dress, it was obviously underwear. Of course, the fact that
my vagina was exposed would probably cause a stir too.

I watched the buzz of conversation move around from table to
table. All I could think was, "My life is over."

One of the boys and the girl from the nearby table got up and
came over. The two kids stood in front of me and stared at me for
a second before the girl said, "God! What a fucking cunt! Jesus
Nathan, how did you know she was such a slut? I thought she was a
fucking prude."

Nathan said, "She was a fucking prude. I decided to bring a
little love into her life. I thought she looked pretty hot and
any bitch that hot really oughta be a slut. So I went over to her
house today and started giving her lessons. Can you believe the
bitch never sucked a cock until this morning?!"

The girl laughed derisively and said, "No shit?! How'd she do
when you gave her the chance?"

Nathan said, "Her first blowjob was pretty piss poor. But Terrill
got her broken in pretty good. He had to get a little rough, but
once he got that big cock of his down her throat she did okay."

The girl asked, "Did you pick out her outfit for her Nathan?
She's going to be pretty popular around here with her pussy
showing like that."

Nathan replied, "Yeah. I looked through her clothes to find
something sexy and shit, she dresses like my grandmother! I don't
know what I'm going to do about her clothes. She needs a whole
closet full of new shit."

One of the other boys had come up behind the first two and he was
looking down at my pussy as Nathan and the girl talked.

He said, "I know where you might be able to find some clothes you
like for her."

Nathan looked up at him and he went on to say, "Remember Kysha?
She's Jamie's older sister. She just got sentenced for the third
time for dealing. By the time she gets out you know none of that
stuff is gonna fit her. If you want any of it I bet Jamie would
sell you some of her shit cheap. Her little sister can't wear
it."

I shuddered at the thought of wearing the used clothes left
behind by some drug dealing slut. I could just imagine what kind
of slutty clothes she might have worn.

Nathan looked at me and said, "I don't know man. The bitch's tits
and ass are pretty small. I don't know if Kysha's shit will fit
her. I guess we could take her over there later and see. Do you
have Jamie's number?"

The kid nodded and said, "Yeah, I'll see if I can set it up."

The three students went back to their table and an old man came
out and delivered a couple of plates of food to a nearby table.
As soon as he put their food down he came over and said, "Hey
boys, what can I..."

He must have been pretty surprised to see a white woman sitting
at one of his tables. But when he came over to our table and he
saw that my vagina was exposed it apparently took his breath
away. He stopped speaking and stared for a long time before he
looked up with an evil grin and said, "What can I get for you
folks?"

Nathan said, "Three hamburgers, three fries and three beers Cobb.
Put it on one tab. The bitch will pay."

Cobb stared a moment longer and then, with a huge grin on his
face he turned and went back inside.

As soon as he walked away I tried to remember if I had any money.
I don't carry much cash on me. I leaned over and said to Nathan,
"I'm not sure how much cash I have on me Nathan."

I knew that Cobb didn't take debit cards in his backyard caf. He
didn't have any qualms about exposed sex organs or serving drinks
to minors, so I was pretty sure that I wasn't going to find this
place listed with the Better Business Bureau and I was pretty
sure he didn't take plastic. Or at least if he did, he didn't
give it back.

Nathan said, "Don't worry, if you don't have enough I'm pretty
sure we can work something out."

I sighed and looked away. Even as nave as I was I was pretty sure
that I knew what that meant. I looked back at Nathan and his
cold, smiling face and wondered how I could have misjudged him so
badly all of this time. He must have been putting on an act from
the very beginning. How could anyone be that devious?!

Cobb came back out with the beers and gave us each one. I don't
drink and I was torn between telling Nathan that and the desire
to deaden my fear and humiliation with the effects of the
alcohol.

Nathan took away my decisions though. "Drink up bitch. You need
to lighten up a little. You're starting to bring me down with
that sad face."

I picked up the beer and took a sip. I almost spit it out. It was
horrible! How could people drink this? I heard Nathan, Terrill
and several of the people around us chuckle at my obvious
reaction to the taste of the beer.

I steeled myself and took another sip and then another and pretty
soon it was tolerable. It still tasted like shit, but I was
getting used to it.

I'm pretty sure that I remained the major topic of interest for
the rest of the afternoon, but eventually conversations got
started up again and people returned to their games. Every once
in a while someone would leave and someone would come in but the
number of customers stayed pretty constant.

From time to time someone would stop by the table and check out
my exposed pussy and when they got close enough they would be
able to see that my breasts were all but exposed through the lacy
cups that covered them.

I was well into my second beer when Cobb finally brought our
burgers out. I never drank alcohol before and I hadn't eaten
anything today so I was starting to feel the effects by the time
the food came. I wasn't reeling drunk or anything. I did feel a
little more relaxed though.

The food was actually pretty good. They were big, thick burgers
on sesame seed buns and they weren't cooked into an
unrecognizable piece of inedible cardboard the way you might get
in a fast food restaurant. By the time I finished my food and it
had an opportunity to get to my stomach and soak up some of the
alcohol I started feeling a little more normal, which is to say I
was very uncomfortable about being the only white woman in a
large group of black men and about being nearly naked.

We ate our food and finished our beers and Cobb came over to see
if we wanted anything else. Nathan shook his head and Cobb looked
at me and said, "Burgers are five bucks each, beers are
two-fifty. That comes to thirty dollars."

I picked my purse up and opened it. I was almost certain that I
didn't have that much and I was pretty nervous. I dug my wallet
out and opened it and when I saw that I only had seven dollars I
felt a wave of fear wash over me. I pulled the bills out and held
them up and in a small voice I said, "That's all I have. I'm
sorry. I didn't know we were coming here."

Nathan's expression never changed. He still wore that smile that
was more of a mask than an indication of how he felt. He said,
"I'm not worried Amanda. I'm pretty sure you can earn what you
need to pay the tab."

I knew I wasn't going to like this.

Chapter Five

Nathan stood up and moved behind me and said, "Do you remember
when I said that you would have to be punished for saying no to
me?"

I nodded. The fear was like a large burning hot coal in the pit
of my stomach. I knew that something terrible was about to
happen.

Nathan ordered me to raise my arms. When I had complied he
grasped the shoulder straps of my slip and pulled it up and off
of me in one quick motion. Now I was totally naked but for my
high heels.

He had the attention of every man in the place now and he said,
"Gentlemen, my bitch doesn't have enough money to pay for lunch.
I'm pretty embarrassed but I'm afraid that I am going to have to
ask for your help. I'm going to send her around to your tables
and she is going to offer her services to anyone that is
interested. A blowjob is five dollars or you can fuck her for
ten."

I was so scared I was hyperventilating. I suspected all along
that he was setting up something horrible for me when he brought
me here. But I had expected that I was going to be forced to do
something with that old man who owned the place. Not the entire
crowd!!

Nathan bent down and spoke into my ear. "I want you to get up and
go around to each table and ask each man here if they would like
to help you pay for lunch. Now go on, and I know most of these
men. They are friends of mine. So you had best not embarrass me
bitch."

I had tears running down my cheeks again as I took a couple of
shaky steps to the nearest table and asked the closest man if he
would help me pay for my lunch. He reached out and slid his hand
between my legs and after rubbing my slit for a moment he shoved
a finger inside.

He smiled up at me and said, "Damn! That's a nice tight pussy!
Yeah, I'll have some of that."

He stood up and dug a ten dollar bill out of his wallet and
handed it to me. Then he pushed me down over the edge of his
table and I heard him taking his pants down behind me.

He kicked my legs a little farther apart and I felt his cock
enter me in one violent stroke. I realized that my pussy was
soaking wet and I may have appreciated the lubrication but I
hated my pussy for betraying me this way.

I tried to put my head down and ignore the degrading comments
from the men seated at the table around me but the man fucking me
grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled my head up and ordered me
to keep my eyes open. I guess it didn't really matter. I was
crying so hard that I couldn't see anyone anyway.

My most recent rapist was fucking me hard and fast and I didn't
think he would last long. I heard someone in the crowd say, "Lift
her up a little man, we want to watch her little titties bounce
when you fuck her."

In response I felt a hard tug on my hair and I came up off of the
table enough so that my breasts hung down unsupported. They
immediately began to sway in time to the violent fucking I was
receiving and it was very uncomfortable.

I managed to bring my arms up and rest them on the table to
support my weight and take the pressure off of my hair. Once the
pain of having my hair pulled began to fade I was left with only
the pain of the brutal fucking I was receiving. I found that I
was grateful that it was so unpleasant. I didn't want to enjoy
being raped like this in front of dozens of strange men.

I had been right about one thing, he didn't last long. He came
inside of me and when he pulled out Cobb was standing nearby and
tossed him a towel to wipe his cock clean with. After he had
wiped his cock clean he started to hand me the towel but Nathan
said, "That's okay Mr. Green. She is a self cleaning slut."

Everyone watched then as I reached down and scooped up the fresh
cum that was oozing out of me and licked it off of my fingers.
Their reactions seemed to range from excitement to disgust. Most
of them just seemed to think it was funny.

I turned to the other two men who were sitting at the table and
one of them smiled and handed me a five dollar bill before I
could even offer him my services. While I was getting to my knees
he was opening his pants and pulling his cock out.

His cock was pretty messy. He had been one of the men who had a
good view of my pussy since we arrived. And he had been sitting
only inches from me while his friend fucked me violently. I guess
he must have had a hard on for quite a while now. The lubrication
covered his cock.

I bent down to take his cock into my mouth and I was grateful for
two things. His cock was messy, but he was clean, and his cock
was only a little larger than my husband's. I was relieved that
not everyone here had a cock like Nathan's.

I took his cock all the way into my mouth and only the head and a
little bit more of it entered my throat. The man grabbed my head
and groaned in pleasure as I began to move my mouth up and down
on his cock.

The man started swearing and thrusting his hips and suddenly he
held my head tight to his stomach and came right down my throat.
I doubt if he lasted much longer than five minutes.

I waited for him to release me and then I sat back on my heels
for a moment and caught my breath before getting to my feet. I
was learning just how much work sex could be.

When I was standing I turned to the third man at the table and he
stood up and handed me another ten dollar bill. I went around and
stood beside him and he asked his friends to hold on to their
drinks. Once they had picked up their beer bottles he put his own
on the ground. He picked me up easily and laid me down on my back
on the table. Those cold pools of water from the beer bottles
were very uncomfortable for a moment or two.

He arranged me with my ass right at the edge of the table and
then he opened his pants and pulled out another normal sized cock
and began to slide the head of it over my slit. He stood there
staring down at me and he said, "You sure are a pretty little
thing. How old are you bitch?"

I whispered, "Twenty-five."

He said, "Twenty-five. My youngest daughter is twenty-seven. I
wouldn't fuck her, even if she wasn't so damned ugly. I'm going
to enjoy fucking you though."

He wedged the head of his cock in my slit and then began to
slowly push it in. At first he stared at my face as his cock
entered me. When it was half way in though, he closed his eyes
and continued to enter me in slow motion. His cock appeared to be
about six inches long and not particularly thick. I really
enjoyed the way that he was doing what he was doing. It felt
really good the way his cock was entering me just a fraction of
an inch at a time.

When he finally had it all of the way in me he ground his pubic
bone against my pussy and I could feel his large testicles
between my thighs, slapping against that sensitive area between
my pussy and my ass, tickling me with his short curly pubic
hair.

He held his cock inside of me for a long moment and then he began
to fuck me in slow motion. He didn't pick up the speed of his
strokes until the very end and I was glad when he finally came in
me because something about the way that he ground his pubic bone
against me at the bottom of every stroke was really starting to
get to me. I didn't want to enjoy being raped and I didn't want
these men to see me get off with one of their friends raping me.
So it was quite a relief when he finally came and then pulled
out.

I had now earned twenty-five dollars which, with my original
seven dollars was enough to pay for our lunch. I looked over at
Nathan and said, "Can I stop now? I have enough money now. Please
Nathan?"

Nathan smiled and said, "No Amanda. You're being punished,
remember. Besides, we need a little more money to buy you some
new clothes. Get up. You have ten more tables to visit before we
can leave."

I glanced around the backyard caf and saw the lustful looks on
the faces of between twenty and thirty more men! I got to my feet
and then I sank to my knees and covered my face and cried
hysterically.

Nathan left me alone for a moment and then I felt a hand in my
hair and a burning pain on the cheeks of my ass accompanied by a
loud snap. I reached my hands back and grabbed my ass and spun
around to see Nathan holding his belt raised for a second blow.
Before I could react the belt came down and hit me right across
both of my breasts.

I howled in pain and my hands came around to cover my bruised
breasts. I had never felt such excruciating pain in my life. I
was shocked that anyone would hit me to start with, but across my
tender breasts with a thick leather belt! It was just
unimaginable!

He drew his arm back again and I held my arms out, begging him
not to hit me again.

He paused and then he asked, "Are you finished disobeying me
slut?"

I gasped in terror and pain and not so much said as panted, "Yes
Nathan! Please don't hit me again. I'm sorry. Please, oh Jesus
that hurts!"

He took his hand from my hair and I scrambled to my feet. He
handed me a napkin and I wiped my eyes and blew my nose. When I
was a little more under control he held his hand up to my lips.

I wasn't sure what he wanted me to do. I held his hand in both of
mine and kissed it and then he said, "I think you should thank me
for making you a better woman Amanda."

I said, "Yes, I'm sorry Nathan. Thank you for making me a better
woman."

He pulled his hand away and sat back down at our table. He said,
"Clean your cunt and get back to work."

I looked down to see a trail of cum down one thigh. It had turned
clear and cooled but I didn't hesitate. I scraped it up with my
finger and licked my finger clean. When I was clean I headed for
the next table.

As I fucked and sucked my way around the backyard tables I was
able to count the men that I was being forced to satisfy. There
were twenty-six men spread around the ten remaining tables and
while I was servicing them another five men came back and joined
the fun. Most of them just wanted a good blowjob, but I ended up
fucking a dozen of them.

It took me over three hours to satisfy all thirty-four men. Oh my
god! I had just had sex with thirty-four men! And I did it for
money!

It would have taken me a lot longer to satisfy them all but some
of them came very quickly and when they could they started
doubling up on me so that I was often being manhandled by two men
at a time.

When it was finally over I was a mess. Not from the cum. I had
swallowed pretty much all of that. I was covered in sweat and I
stank of cum though. My pussy and my tits were red and swollen
and bruised. My jaw was so tired and so sore that I wasn't sure
if I could speak.

I had two hundred and thirty dollars clutched in my hand when I
finally returned to Nathan's table. I handed him the money and he
smiled and asked, "Did you learn anything Amanda?"

I nodded vigorously. I said, "Yes Nathan. I promise. I'll be
good. Please Nathan. I hurt so bad."

I was desperately fighting to hold back the tears. I really
needed to cry but I was so afraid of pissing Nathan off again.
While I was standing there Cobb came back out. Nathan paid him
for the lunch. Nathan and Terrill had both had two more beers
while they watched me servicing the customers. The total tab was
now forty dollars and Nathan told me to give him a ten dollar
tip.

I paid Cobb from my meager earnings and he smiled and reached out
and pulled on one of my tender nipples and said, "Come back
anytime Nathan, and be sure to bring your bitch."

Nathan and Terrill stood up and Nathan said, "Yeah, we oughta
come back some evening and we can have her put a show on. We
could really liven this place up."

I glanced at Cobb and I could see the dollar signs dancing in his
head as he imagined all the food and drinks he could sell if he
had a real live sex show going on back here. I shuddered, but I
didn't dare say anything.

Chapter Six

We finally left and as I followed Nathan back to my car I thought
about all the men that had had sex with me today, and all of the
cum in my stomach. I was so distracted that I didn't even realize
that I was still naked until Nathan stopped and turned around and
handed me my tiny slip.

I hurriedly put it on and after being naked for the last three
hours or so it almost felt like I had clothes on!

I got into the car carefully. My entire body was sore. I knew
that Nathan had something else in mind. I had heard him make
plans to check out that drug dealer's wardrobe to see if he could
find me some clothes to wear. I couldn't help it, I didn't want
to make him mad but I had to ask.

"Please Nathan. I hurt so badly. My whole body hurts. Can't I
just go home now?" I pleaded.

Nathan ignored me and told me to go back out to Willow and turn
right. I started the car and followed his directions and it was
only a few blocks to another run down home on another run down
street of poor homes.

I parked in front of the house and we went to the door. The boy
that came to the door was Jamie, the brother of the drug dealer.
I recognized him when I saw his face. He recognized me too and I
didn't like the look on his face when he saw me standing at his
door in a slip.

He moved back and we stepped into a small living room. It was
furnished sparingly with worn out furniture but it seemed to be
clean. I almost started crying again when I got inside. In
addition to Jamie and the three boys and the girl from the caf
there were six other kids in the room. There were four additional
boys and two more girls. One of the boys and one of the girls
were middle school age, but I recognized almost everyone else
from having seen them around the high school. Several of them
were kids that I was counseling regularly!

I spun around and looked pleadingly at Nathan. He just ignored
me. He was talking to Jamie as they stood staring down at a small
pile of clothes on a card table by the front window.

Jamie showed some of the items to Nathan and they started setting
some of it aside. I just stood in the middle of the room and
stared at the floor. Everyone was quiet at first but then AJ got
up and walked over to where I was standing. He looked at me and
then he walked around me. When he was back in front of me he
said, "I hear you are Nathan's slut now. I have to tell you Mrs.
Hall, that comes as a big surprise to me. In all of our
counseling sessions you have always given me the impression that
you were a fucking ice berg. I would have bet that you were going
to be the next virgin mother."

His hand came up and cradled one of my sore breasts through the
lace that covered it and I gasped in pain. He said, "What's the
matter Mrs. Hall? You don't like it when I grab your tit? Sluts
are supposed to dig that shit."

Nathan was ignoring us but Terrill said, "She's just a little
sore AJ. We was over to Cobb's and the bitch didn't have enough
cash to pay for lunch. Nathan made her sell her fucking ass to
everyone back there to earn some money for lunch and to pay for
some clothes. She isn't used to that rough stuff. I imagine she
is sore all over."

AJ laughed and responded, "Shit, I wish I could have seen that!
How many did she do?"

Terrill said, "Damn, I don't know. I didn't count. The place was
pretty full though." Then turned to me and asked, "How about it
cunt, did you count how many men emptied their dicks in you?"

I nodded and then I said, "There were thirty-four of them. Twelve
of them fucked me and I sucked off the other twenty-two."

AJ laughed and said, "Well, I've seen a bitch take more, but not
one that wasn't used to it. No wonder the bitch is sore."

He didn't care though. He continued to fondle my breast roughly
and then he asked Nathan, "Hey man, you keeping her covered up
for a reason?"

Nathan didn't even turn around to look at us. He just said, "Take
the slip off bitch. You don't need it in here."

I glanced around at the other kids in the room. Even the girls
seemed amused by my suffering. I groaned in pain as I gathered
the slip at my waist and then pulled it up over my head. I stood
naked then, holding it in my hand as the kids came over and got a
better look at my body.

AJ said, "Fuck dude! What did you do to her fucking tits?!"

I glanced down at the bright red stripe he had made with his
belt.

I heard Nathan chuckle and then he said, "I had to get her
attention."

Several of the kids chuckled and one of the girls reached out and
ran her fingers lightly over the red mark.

I flinched in pain but I didn't move or protest as her fingers
traced the welt he had left on my chest with his belt. She said
to the assembled crowd of kids, "Damn! He got her good. I can
feel the heat from it. That had to really hurt."

She took her hand away and then she saw how red and inflamed my
pussy was. She just chuckled and said, "Bet you carry some cash
with you next time bitch!"

Just then Nathan called me over and handed me a skirt and ordered
me to put it on. It was hideous! It was a micro miniskirt, bright
red, with cutouts up both sides. I stepped into it and slid it up
my legs and buttoned it.

I was dismayed that it fit. It was very tight, but I suppose that
was the idea. I looked down and saw that as the skirt stretched
over my hips the cutouts expanded and there was a lot of flesh
visible. It was obvious that I was not wearing underwear.

Nathan made me turn around and the kid that had suggested we come
over here said, "Shit! That looks hotter on her than it did on
your sister Jamie!"

Jamie laughed and said, "Yeah, the bitch could use a little more
ass on her, but she does look hot."

I guess Kysha had liked it too. She had bought several of them
and Nathan put them all aside. I took the skirt off and he handed
me a couple of slutty tank tops and halter tops and tube tops.
The tube tops were too loose on me but the tank tops and the
halter tops got added to the pile of clothes that Nathan wanted
to keep.

There were several dresses next. They were just as horrible as
everything else. They had deep, deep cleavage and because my
breasts were obviously smaller than the previous owner they fit
very loose on my chest. Every move I made seemed to expose one or
the other of my breasts completely.

Nathan loved it.

He handed me another dress that was very tight and very short but
very loose on top. It had cleavage almost all the way down to my
waist in the front and in the back it was even lower. After I had
it on I reached back and felt with my hand and the top inch or so
of the crack of my ass was actually on display!

Nathan loved that horrible thing too. Big surprise there.

I ended up trying on several dozen items of Kysha's clothing.
Nathan selected a little more than half of it. I had no idea
where he thought I was going to wear this awful stuff.

When the fashion show was over he ended up giving Jamie fifty
dollars for the items he wanted and letting him fuck me. He laid
me down in the middle of the room in front of all those kids and
fucked me. He came so quickly that I guess Nathan felt sorry for
him. He said, "Damn dude, you must have been pretty horny. If you
can get it up again then go for it."

I guess it wouldn't have been so bad if I wasn't already so
damned sore I could hardly walk. His cock wasn't that big and he
didn't last long. I noticed that he never even got soft after he
came the first time and when Nathan said it was okay he started
right back to fucking me. I groaned in pain when he started
again. I knew that Nathan didn't like me crying all the time but
Jesus it hurt!

I waited patiently for it to be over. I was thinking about all
the other kids in the room watching. I was terrified that he
would let them have me too. I knew it would kill me if he did.

I guess he knew that I had reached the breaking point though.
After Jamie was finished and got off of me I sat up and ate the
cum draining out of me without even being told. Then I looked up
at Nathan. He looked bored. He said, "Don't just sit their bitch.
Get off your lazy ass. It's time to go."

There were a few muted pleas for relief from the other boys but
Nathan said, "Sorry guys. It's getting late and this is getting
old. The bitch is really hurting too. Maybe next time though. And
I bet she would like to have her first experience eating pussy
too. How about it Tanya, how would you like to have your high
school counselor eat your pussy for you?"

I looked around to see who he was talking to. It was the girl
from the caf earlier this afternoon. She smiled and said, "I
think that might be interesting. But not in front of all you
guys."

I hoped she never changed her mind.

I struggled to my feet and looked around for my slip. I found it
and put it on and Nathan pointed out the clothes that he wanted
me to carry out to the car. I grabbed the large pile of clothing
he had selected and struggled out to the car with Nathan and
Terrill following close behind.

I had to set the clothes on the trunk to open the car doors and
then I put everything in the back seat. The three of us got in
the car then and Nathan said, "You won't be able to wear much of
that to school Amanda. But don't worry. We still have almost one
hundred and fifty dollars left. We'll go to Goodwill tomorrow and
see if we can find you some nice clothes to wear to work. You
better hope we do bitch. If we have to go to a store to get them
you are going to have to earn more money."

I just sat there behind the wheel thinking, "My whole life is
ruined," over and over. It was my new mantra. Over and over, "My
whole life is ruined."

It's a shame too. I seemed to have such a promising life ahead of
me.

I finally started the car and looked over at Nathan. He just
said, "Home bitch."

Chapter Seven

I sat there and drove home, fighting the desperate need to cry
all the way home. When I pulled into the driveway and both boys
got out and went inside leaving me to struggle in with the load
of slut clothes.

I managed to get my arms around them and struggled towards the
front door and inside. I carried them down the hall towards the
laundry room and when I came back out David was standing in the
front door talking to Nathan. I saw Nathan invite him in and I
got a real bad feeling about this.

David is the fourteen year old boy that lives next door. He is a
nice kid. He's kind of quiet and shy. When my husband is out of
town and I need someone to mow the grass I always pay David. He's
just a nice, sweet kid.

When I stepped out into the living room Nathan said, "You dropped
a couple of things on the way in Amanda. David saw you drop them
on the driveway and brought them in"

I saw the two slutty tank tops in his hand and I went over to
take them, forgetting for a minute that I was still wearing
nothing but my lacy slip. As I got close to David and he realized
how much of me was exposed his eyes got wide as silver dollars.
The old ones, not the new ones.

Nathan saw his face and I guess he thought it was pretty amusing.
Nathan reached down and took the tops that David had retrieved
out of my hand and he turned back to David and said, "She looks
pretty hot, doesn't she?"

David realized that he was staring and blushed and turned back
towards Nathan. Nathan chuckled and said, "It's okay, you can
look at her man. A woman dresses like that she wants to be looked
at. Isn't that right Amanda?"

I took a deep breath and said, "Yes Nathan."

Nathan smiled and said, "Go ahead man, check her out. She really
looks hot in that thing doesn't she?"

David turned back and looked at me. He was blushing bright red.
He was probably more embarrassed than I was, and I was pretty
embarrassed. He stared at my breasts and I knew that he could
make out my nipples beneath the lace. As he was staring he asked,
"Really Mrs. Hall? You don't mind?"

Nathan gave me a warning look, not that it was necessary.

I said, "It's okay David. Nathan was right. When a woman dresses
up like this she wants guys to look at her."

David stared at my breasts for a long moment and then Nathan
said, "Hey, David. Can you keep a secret?"

I thought, "Oh god no, it's starting again!"

David didn't take his eyes from my chest as he almost whispered,
"Yeah, I guess."

Nathan said, "Amanda really gets off on guys looking at her.
Would you like to see more? She would love to show you what she's
got."

David looked up at my face, finally, and he was thoughtful for a
minute and then he said, "I think I better get home."

Nathan said, "What's the matter David, don't you want to see more
of Amanda?"

He looked at my face again and then he said, "She doesn't look to
me like she likes this. She looks embarrassed and scared to me."

I thought to myself, "Very observant David!"

Nathan was undeterred. He smiled and said, "That's part of the
excitement for her. It turns her on and makes her blush when she
shows off for guys. We just got home and she's been wearing that
lacy slip all morning and afternoon and showing off like crazy.
She really gets off on it. But it's a secret. Even her husband
doesn't know. That's why you have to keep it a secret."

Then he turned to me and said, "Isn't that right Amanda? Explain
it to him."

I sighed loudly and then I said, "That's right David. It turns me
on to show off my body to boys. Not even Mr. Hall knows it so you
have to keep it a secret though."

David didn't look convinced but Nathan was getting impatient to
humiliate me some more. He said, "Go ahead Amanda, take that slip
off and show David what nice tits you have."

I fought back the tears as I gathered the slip around my waist
and pulled it up over my head. I had my eyes closed but I started
to lose my balance and I was forced to open them and see the look
of wonder on David's face.

He was staring at my breasts and my neatly trimmed pussy and I
suddenly remembered that welt on my breasts. It was still
noticeable but it had faded away to a point that it was just
barely noticeable now.

I had no doubt that David had never seen a naked woman before.
Even if I didn't know him it would have been obvious from the
look on his face.

Nathan nudged him and said, "Go on man, check her out. You can
touch her if you want. She really likes to be touched. Hell, if
you do it right she'll have an orgasm right there in front of
you."

Nathan nudged David again, a little harder this time and now he
was standing right in front of me. He lifted his hand toward my
breast and then he stopped and looked at my face.

I tried to smile and I took his hand in mine and guided it to my
breast. When his warm, sweaty palm at last touched my flesh, he
looked like his knees were about to give way. He sighed loudly
and cupped my breast gently and then just stood there staring and
holding my breast in his hand.

I put my hand back on his and guided him, showing him how to
caress a woman's breast. Once I had him started I dropped my hand
again and he continued on his own. He had nice, soft hands and he
was very gentle. Under different circumstances it probably would
have felt pretty nice.

He caressed first one breast and then the other. Nathan watched
quietly for a couple of minutes and then he said, "Hey man, check
out her pussy too. She has one of the nicest pussies I've ever
fucked."

David's eyes got even wider and he whispered, "You fucked her?!"

Nathan replied, "Hell yeah! Me and Terrill both fucked her today.
I can't even remember how many times we fucked her. She sucked us
both off too. She really loves cock. Don't you Amanda?"

I nodded my head slightly and when I saw the look on Nathan's
face I said, "Yes Nathan, I really love cock."

Nathan tilted his head and gave me a meaningful look and I knew
he wanted me to say more.

I said, "I love sucking cocks and getting fucked. I love being
looked at and touched. I love it all David."

Nathan said, "Maybe David would like a reward for bringing in the
clothes you dropped Amanda. Why don't you see if there is
something you can do to reward him?"

"FUCK!" I thought. I mean, I knew that was where Nathan was going
with this but...well, just FUCK!

I lifted David's chin and leaned down and kissed him lightly.
Then I asked, "Would you like that David? Would you like a
reward?"

He whispered, "Gee Mrs. Hall. You don't have to do that."

I couldn't help smiling at him. Even as horrifying as this
situation was. He is such a sweet kid.

I said, "It's okay David. I want to. Let me suck your cock for a
few minutes and then you can fuck me, okay?"

He just groaned and said, "Oh my god!" under his breath.

I dropped to my knees in front of him and pulled his shorts and
his underwear down and he stepped out of them. I tossed them on
the nearby chair and pulled David down on the rug. I positioned
him on his back and leaned down and kissed his hard cock. It was
sopping wet with the lubricant that was running out the end of
his dick like a running faucet.

He had a nice cock. It wasn't very large but he was only
fourteen. I took it in my mouth and as I did I noticed Terrill
with that damned video camera filming us. I ignored him. I
realized that at this point nothing he caught on film would
matter any more than the footage he already had.

I had only moved my lips down to the base of his cock three times
before he stiffened up and cried out and filled my mouth with
cum. It was so soon I wasn't ready and I choked a little on the
large mouthful of cum.

I took my mouth away and swallowed and then I took him back into
my mouth and after his breathing returned to more or less normal
I stopped just holding him in my mouth and started sucking again.


As soon as he was hard I sat up and took him by the hand. I
helped him to sit up and I said, "Okay David, come on honey. I
want you to fuck me now."

I stretched out on my back and spread my legs and held my arms
out to welcome him. He stared at me for a couple of seconds and
then he scrambled up over me. I reached between us and guided him
to my still very sore pussy.

I was very glad now that his cock was still immature. It hurt
like hell when he entered me. I grimaced but I was careful not to
let him know. I held him close and he began pumping me furiously.
He didn't last much longer this time. Soon he tensed up and I
held him close while he came in my sore pussy.

He collapsed on top of me and I held him tight and let him
recover for a minute or two. He finally struggled to get back up
on his knees and then he stared down at me with a look of awe on
his face.

I smiled at him and thanked him quietly. I told him he did great.


He looked embarrassed all over again but he said, "Oh man! Mrs.
Hall, thank you so much! That was so great! I don't know what to
say!"

Nathan came over and stood over me and said, "You really liked
that David?"

David didn't look up. He continued to stare at my body but he
said, "Oh man! That was the best thing that ever happened to
me!"

Nathan said, "Would you like to do it again?"

He finally looked up at Nathan and he asked, "Are you serious?!
Jesus! I never want to stop!"

Nathan smiled and said, "You can come over here anytime you want
from now on and you can fuck her or get her to suck you off, or
you can do both as long as you can get it up. Pretty soon you can
do it even when her husband is home, but for now you will have to
be a little cool about it. Just do it when she is home alone.
Okay?"
David looked at me incredulously. He asked, "Really Mr. Hall? Is
that all right with you?"

I had to get out of this room soon. I was about to start crying
again and I couldn't control it much longer.

I nodded to David and I got to my feet and said, "I have to go to
the bathroom."

As I hurried from the room I heard Nathan telling David that I
liked it better when guys told me what to do. It was better for
me, I got more excited when guys told me to do things like strip
and suck their cocks and lay down so they can fuck me, all that
kind of stuff. That was my fantasy, being told what to do.

I didn't hear any more of their conversation. I shut the bathroom
door and sat on the toilet and as David's cum and any cum that
remained inside of me from all the other men that had used me
today drained slowly into the toilet I held my face in my hands
and cried my heart out.

Chapter Eight

What a fool I had been. It was so sad too, because I really only
wanted to help him. I had no way of knowing that it was a setup
right from the start. How was I to know that he was such a
devious and cold blooded little bastard!

I don't know how long I sat there like that. I know that it was a
long time. I was surprised that Nathan didn't come and get me.
When the tears finally ended I got up and brushed my teeth and
got the taste of cum out of my mouth for the first time since
that first blowjob I had been forced to give at Cobb's place this
morning.

I took a long hot shower and then I dried off and stood staring
at myself in the mirror. I wasn't thinking so much about what had
happened to me today, though the events of the day hung over me
like a dark, wet blanket shutting out all the light and air in my
life now. Instead I stood there staring at myself in the mirror
and wondered if I could actually tell my husband what had
happened to me and that I now belonged to Nathan.

That was the worst of it I think, having my husband find out. But
what was going to happen on Monday? Nathan was going to dress me
up like a slut and I know that won't be the end of it. He will
find other ways to torment me. And Christ, there are already more
than a dozen kids that know about me and Nathan. How long before
the entire school knows?

No, I can't see my job lasting much longer than my marriage. It
will be a race to the finish, but they are both finished. That
won't be the end of it either. My father is not one to forgive
indiscretions, especially when they are likely to embarrass him
and the family name and have an impact on his political career.

I was right before. My life is over. A promising career and a
more or less happy marriage destroyed in one day by a sixteen
year old boy. FUCK ME! Oh wait, he did.

I finally went back out to the living room. Nathan and Terrill
were just finishing up watching the recording that Terrill had
made of me seducing the fourteen year old boy from next door.

Nathan looked up and said, "Well, did you get it out of your
system?"

I gave him an exasperated look and said, "Out of my system! You
have just ruined my entire life. My marriage, my career, they are
finished. My father will disown me. I have nothing left."

He wasn't moved. He let me finish and then he said, "Welcome to
my world bitch. Did you look around when we went out today? Did
you see how those people live, how I live? There is no hope in
that part of town. Those people don't have careers! Damned few of
them even have jobs. There probably aren't a dozen happy
marriages in that whole part of town! What the hell makes you so
fucking special?"

I would probably pay for this, but I let him have it. "First of
all, I'm not special. But I worked god damned hard for everything
I got. I studied hard and gave up a social life and dating to
excel in school. I waited until I was in my twenties to get
married, I didn't get knocked up when I was fifteen and have to
get married or worse yet, not know who the father was. But more
than that, for as long as I can remember my goal in life has been
to help people get out of those god damn ghettos! Why the hell do
you think I wasted so much of my fucking time trying to help you
get an education! You and Terrill and fifty other kids who could
get out of that part of town if they would just exert a little
effort and study instead of party at night and sleep in class."

I was yelling now, I was really pissed. "I never once looked down
on you or any of the other kids I tried to help. And I never put
on a false front in an effort to put them off guard so that I
could take advantage of them, so I could ruin their life!"

Before I could go any farther he stood up and took three steps
and slammed the side of my head with his open palm. I dropped
like a rock. I wasn't unconscious, but I was dizzy and
disoriented for a few minutes.

When my head finally cleared he was still standing over me. I had
a hell of a headache now. I managed to look up through my tears
and he reached down and grabbed a large handful of my hair and
lifted me right off the floor by my hair.

I grabbed his wrist with both hands and screamed in pain. I
scrambled to get my feet under me and when I was standing on my
own he pulled me so close to him that our noses were almost
touching. He yelled right in my face, "Don't you ever talk to me
like that again you stupid fucking bitch. You aren't fooling
anyone. We all know why you are here, why you are doing that job.
You took that job to make yourself feel good, not to help us. You
lived your whole fucking life as a princess. You don't have a
clue about what it's like to be me or Terrill or any of the other
kids that live in that fucking ghetto that your kind built to
keep us out of sight and out of your way. It's just a god damn
warehouse you built to keep your niggers in! You grew up in a
fucking mansion and went to all the best schools. I bet daddy
gave you a fucking Corvette when you turned sixteen didn't he?!"

I was still trying to get his hand out of my hair and my head
felt like it was about to explode. He looked in my face and said,
"Oh what the fuck, why bother! You don't get it. You are never
going to get it."

He pushed me away and I fell to the floor and curled up in a
fetal ball and sobbed hysterically. Nathan walked away and went
to the refrigerator and looked inside. After a minute he slammed
the door and screamed, "What kind of people don't keep any beer
in the fucking refrigerator?!"

He stomped back into the living room and nudged me in the ribs
with is foot. He said loudly, "Get the fuck up and go get
dressed. We need to go to the fucking store bitch."

I slowly straightened out. Now, on top of all the aches and pains
in my poor body, I had a killer headache. I got up finally and
went into the kitchen and took three pain pills. Then I went back
to my bathroom and washed my face with cold water until I could
stop crying.

I dried my face and my neck and brushed my hair and went out into
my bedroom. Nathan was there with two of the items of clothing
that he had brought from the laundry room. They were two of the
things that had belonged to Kysha.

He handed me one of the tight little micro miniskirts with the
cutouts on the sides and once I had it on he handed me the top he
wanted me to wear. It was nothing but a men's muscle shirt with
huge arm holes. Once I was dressed he had me turn around and he
said, "Not bad. Pull the skirt up a little higher."

I worked the waistband of the skirt up about an inch higher on my
waist and looked in the mirror. The bottom curve of the cheeks of
my ass was just visible. That wasn't the only scary part though.
My breasts were almost totally exposed from the sides. I need
only lean forward slightly in this loose shirt and I might as
well be topless.

Nathan approved and ordered me to put my shoes back on. I looked
around and found the high heels that he had picked out for me
this morning and put them back on. I looked in the mirror again
and it looked like even more of my butt was exposed now. It was
hard to tell from this angle though.

I followed Nathan back out to the living room and he ordered me
to get my purse. When we got out to the car he said, "Drive to
wherever you normally go grocery shopping."

I sighed and started the car. I had been shopping in the same
grocery store for nearly two years and a lot of people there knew
me. Not that we were friends or anything, but they knew me to
smile and say hello to. I often stopped and chatted with some of
them when they weren't too busy. I hoped everyone was busy
today.

I drove the two miles to the store and Nathan said, "Get some
damned food. In case you're confused, food includes beer and
wine. You might as well get a case of beer. I'm going to follow
you around the store. I want to see lots of tits and ass while
you're shopping. When you bend over you keep those legs straight
and if anyone is looking make sure you give them a lot of chances
to check out those tits. Now get the fuck out of the car bitch,
it's show time."

The fun and games started almost as soon as we got out of the
car. One of the bag boys was gathering carts nearby and when he
saw me he started to wave. When he saw how I was dressed he froze
and his jaw dropped. Nathan whispered, "Say hi and smile bitch.
You don't have to get all stuck up on his ass."

As I walked by the kid I smiled as well as I could and said, "Hi
Jeff."

He snapped out of his trance and said, "Hello Mrs. Hall! Gosh,
you look hot today?"

I thanked him and kept on walking. I stepped inside and got a
shopping cart and put my purse inside. As I started out I passed
a cooler with bottled water for sale and I glanced at my
reflection to see how exposed I was. My breasts were pretty much
covered from the sides by my arms as I pushed the cart but even
bent over slightly, as was natural when pushing the cart, exposed
even more of the lower curves my ass cheeks.

I stopped for a moment and collected my thoughts. I had been
about to lose it but I tried to put this horrible experience in
perspective. Compared to being gang raped, losing my husband and
my job and being disowned, being humiliated in a grocery store
hardly mattered at all.

I shopped for something to feed Nathan and Terrill this evening
and tomorrow. Beyond that I just did my normal shopping, except
for the alcohol. I didn't know what Nathan had planned so I was
just going to make believe my life wasn't over.

I couldn't totally ignore him though. He was following about ten
feet behind me and watching to make sure I put on a show. I got a
lot of dirty looks from female shoppers and happy but
disbelieving looks from some husbands that will never complain
about having to go shopping again. By the time I had made my way
up and down three rows I was being followed by a man in his late
forties or early fifties who was carrying a loaf of bread and
following me wherever I went. When I stopped he stopped and at
first he made a pretense of looking at something on a shelf
wherever he came to a stop, but soon he just followed and stared
openly.

Every time I bent over he saw my entire ass and I suppose my
pussy too. And when I reached for anything my breasts were
exposed. He had only had to follow me for a short distance before
he had seen I everything I had. I guess he liked what he saw
though, because he kept following me.

I ran into people I knew stocking shelves on several aisles and I
would have loved to have just kept on going but they would see me
and start to say hello. They would suddenly realize that I was
almost naked and they would invariably freeze in mid sentence. I
felt obligated to stop and say hello and try to act normal.

I think that for the first time in my life I truly understood the
meaning of mortified. There was no way that a woman could go out
like this and not know what she was showing off. I knew it and
everyone that saw me knew it. I suppose that was why the old guy
that was following me had given up the pretense that he was
shopping.

This was worse than being stripped naked at Cobb's earlier. Well,
except for the gang bang part. These were people that knew me and
saw me often. Every time they saw me from now on they would
remember the way that they saw me today.

It was the longest forty-five minutes I had ever spent in that
store! When I got to the checkout line Nathan got behind me with
a can of coke just so he could watch the people around me.

The young girl at the cash register looked up and saw me and
smiled and just like everyone else I had run into since I came
into the store, that smile froze on her face when she saw what I
was wearing. She was normally very chatty but today she said
hello and asked me if I found everything I was looking for and
she never looked up or spoke again until she told me the total.

I paid and hurriedly pushed my cart outside and the man that had
followed me around the store was waiting outside to follow me to
my car. I paused in the alcove to let Nathan catch up and then I
pushed the cart out to my car.

The man closed in as I got to my car and after I opened the trunk
and bent over to put a bag of groceries in the trunk he came up
behind me and put his hand on my bare ass and asked if I needed
any help.

I knew he was following me so I wasn't startled when I felt his
hand on me. I looked back and was about to tell him that I didn't
need his help when Nathan came up to us and said, "I think what
you are doing is help enough. Why don't you just help her like
that until she finishes."

The old guy jumped and looked around at Nathan, embarrassed and
worried. He didn't know who Nathan was or what he was to me.

Nathan cleared up the confusion though. He smiled warmly and
said, "Really, it's okay man. She is my bitch. I don't mind you
fucking with her. It gets her real hot and when we get home she
is ready to fuck like a rabbit."

I guess he decided it was worth the risk, because as I went back
to putting the groceries in the trunk he put his hand back on my
ass. He didn't just hold it there though. Now that he had
permission he moved it around and then wormed a couple of fingers
between my legs and fingered my pussy from behind. He and Nathan
both acted as if we were the only three people in the world.
Unfortunately, cars were driving by constantly and people walking
past us in both directions. I heard gasps of horror and well
earned insults as I tried in vain to shut out the people and the
sounds that surrounded me.

I was so glad when that damned cart was empty and I could stand
up straight. I was as glad as the man playing with my pussy was
disappointed. Nathan chuckled at the sad look on his face and
said, "I'm sorry dude. If this place wasn't so public I'd let you
fuck her or make her blow you or something. But there's just too
damned many people around here. Don't want my bitch going to
jail! Thanks for warming her up though."

The old guy looked heartbroken and Nathan laughed and said, "Aw
fuck it. Do you want a blowjob from the bitch dude?"

His face was suddenly beaming and he said, "Shit yeah!"

Nathan said, "Take him into the back seat and suck him off bitch.
And don't take all fucking day!"

Shit! I opened the car doors and got into the back seat. I looked
around and didn't see anyone watching so I motioned for him to
join me. He sat down and Nathan stood in the door as the guy
opened his pants and pulled his cock out. I bent down and took it
into my mouth and his hand came up and held my breast as I sucked
him off. His cock was only about six inches long and I was
grateful that at least he was clean.

He had been staring at me or groping me for nearly an hour as I
shopped and then as I unloaded the grocery cart. That must have
been all the foreplay he needed because he came quickly and I
swallowed his cum while he put his cock away and zipped up his
pants.

He thanked me and I noticed that he seemed uncomfortable now that
it was all over. He must have suddenly remembered that he was
married. He got out of the car and thanked Nathan and hurried to
his car.

I got out and pushed the cart to the nearby cart return and
hurried back to the car and drove us home. Nathan looked out his
window and ignored me and when I parked in my driveway he went
inside without even grabbing his beer. I was left to unload all
of the groceries on my own.

I wasn't unnoticed though. I saw people in their yards stop what
they were doing and watch me. I saw the curtains move on a window
in the house next door. I hoped it was David. I would hate for
his parents to see me like this.

Chapter Nine

I went back and forth until the trunk was empty and after the
last trip I started putting things away. I had just started
emptying the bags and separating the groceries by type when I
heard Nathan say, "What the fuck are you doing with clothes on
bitch? I told you before, no clothes in the house. Christ! Did
you really go to college you dumb cunt?!"

I stopped what I was doing and gladly took off the two little
items of slut clothing I was wearing. Before I could start back
putting the groceries away he said, "Bring us out a beer bitch.
You have one too."

I opened the case of beer and took two of them out to the living
room. Nathan and Terrill were watching my first movie again. I
glanced at the screen and saw the loving blowjob I had given
Nathan this morning being replayed. God I had been so stupid!

They took the beer from me but other than that they ignored me
and I went back to work. I sipped a beer as I put the groceries
away. It tasted bad all over again, but I soon got used to the
bitter taste and looked forward to the effects of the alcohol on
my bruised and battered mind.

When I finished I asked them when they wanted to eat and they
talked it over and decided to go ahead and eat now. It was
already almost five. It had been a long time since the half a
hamburger I had eaten for lunch but I wasn't hungry. I wondered
if I would ever want to eat again.

I fried up some pork chops and some home fries and dinner was
ready in half an hour or so. We ate at the dining room table.
Well, they ate. I picked at my potatoes and realized that if I
actually ate I would get sick.

Nathan watched me for a few minutes as he ate and finally he
said, "Since you aren't going to eat, go get us another beer and
then you can put on a show for us."

I put my plate in the kitchen and brought them back a fresh beer.
Then I stood there trying to figure out what he meant by a show.
Did he want me to dance? I couldn't juggle, what the hell did he
want from me?!"

He saw that I didn't know what to do and he asked, "Do you have
one of those toys girls like that looks like a cock?"

I turned white. I almost lied. I had a feeling that he already
knew though. He had been through most of my things before we left
the house this morning.

I nodded my head and he sent me to get it. I went to my
nightstand and dug it out of the bottom drawer. It was hidden
under some old magazines where Dennis was not apt to find it.

When I got back to the dining room Nathan ordered me to get up on
the table. I tried to figure out what he had in mind, how he
wanted me to position myself and he finally just stood up and
picked me up. He placed me with my legs spread wide around their
dinner dishes and my head at the other end of the table and then
he sat back down and ordered me to play with myself while he and
Terrill ate and enjoyed the show.

I held my recently purchased, lifelike rubber cock in my hand and
turned the dial to a very low setting. I started moving it over
my breasts and teasing my nipples with it for a few minutes and
then I slowly worked it down my stomach to my newly shaved
crotch. I had shaved off a lot of hair this morning and I
expected it to feel different now but it didn't.

I began to move it lightly over my mound and around underneath my
slit to tease that sensitive place between my legs. I moved it
back and lightly teased my pussy with it. I was nervous because
of all the abuse I had suffered today. It felt good though. In
fact, it didn't hurt at all. I was surprised that I had recovered
so quickly from a gang rape and the violent sex I had been
subjected to by Nathan and Terrill. I guess that little organ
down there is more resilient that I would have thought.

It felt pretty good, but I was not about to have an orgasm.
Laying there on the dining room table with my legs spread and
playing with a battery operated cock in front of two teenage boys
that I had come to dislike very strongly in a very short amount
of time while they ate supper from between my legs was not a turn
on for me.

I focused on the soothing vibrations as I eased the vibrator over
and around my brutally abused pussy and it did seem to help. In
fact, if Nathan and Terrill hadn't been there I think I could
have had an orgasm, despite everything that happened to me today.


Unfortunately they were there and it wasn't just the fact that
they were sitting there watching me that distracted me. Not long
after I began vibrating my sore pussy I felt something being
forced inside of me and I heard them laughing. I lifted my head
and saw them taking turns dipping the pork chops they were
gnawing on into my pussy before they took a bite.

I couldn't figure out if they were doing it for their own
amusement or just to humiliate me. But then, that was really the
same thing wasn't it.

They left me like that until they finished eating. They tired of
dipping their food in me after a while but then, as they would
finish with a pork chop they started inserting the bones into my
pussy and leaving them there. By the time they finally finished
their meal I had a half a dozen pork chop bones wedged inside my
pussy.

They finally stood up from the table and as they went back into
the living room Nathan said, "You've rested long enough, bitch.
Get your lazy ass in here and suck some cock. Staring at your
cunt all through supper gave me a hard on."

I reached down and removed the bones from my vagina and sat up. I
got to my feet and went into the living room just as Terrill was
starting the tape of my seduction of the fourteen year old from
next door. They both took their pants off and Nathan called me
over and directed me to stand in front of him. He had been lying.
Neither of them had a hard on.

He looked at my pussy and leaned down and ran his tongue through
my slit. He turned to Terrill and smiled and said, "It doesn't
taste like chicken!"

Terrill thought that was hilarious. I wasn't as amused.

Nathan sat back and spread his legs and I knelt between his legs
and started licking his cock and his balls. After a few minutes
he lifted his right leg and rested his foot on the arm of the
couch. He slid down a little in his seat and ordered me to make
believe his ass was a pussy and eat it.

I didn't even look up at him. I just bent down a little further
and except that I had to tilt my neck at an uncomfortable angle
it wasn't so bad. At least he was clean.

His cock had just started to get hard while I was licking him but
I guess he liked what I was doing because he got hard quickly
once I started exploring his ass with my tongue.

After a few minutes he dropped his leg and then he ignored me and
watched the recording of me having sex with the boy next door
while I sucked his cock. My throat was still sore but much to my
surprise his cock slipped into my throat with very little
effort.

He may have enjoyed having his ass eaten out and he seemed to be
impressed by my newly acquired cocksucking skills, but he had
already had a lot of orgasms today and it took me a very long
time to get him off. I was exhausted by the time I finished and
my jaw, which had started to recover from all of the blowjobs I
had given today was killing me.

I sat back on my heels after I had swallowed Nathan's cum and
glanced over at Terrill. He was looking back and forth between me
and the TV and playing with his cock. It was dripping lube onto
my couch and I could only hope that he was as excited as he
looked.

I moved over between Terrill's legs and before I could even start
he lifted his left leg and placed it on the arm rest just like
Nathan had. I didn't need to be told what to do. I got back down
in that uncomfortable posture and ate his ass out just like I had
done for Nathan.

I got the impression that Terrill had never had anyone do that
for him before. As soon as my tongue touched him he jumped and
exclaimed, "Holy shit! That's fucking hot! Damn Nathan, I didn't
know how good that felt!"

He looked down at me and said, "Get used to it bitch. I fucking
love that! You're going to be doing that a lot!"

He made me do it for so long that I was afraid I was going to
permanently damage my spine. My neck was killing me and I didn't
think I could keep my tongue moving like that much longer. I was
never so happy to suck a cock as when he finally dropped his leg
back to the floor and I could straighten out and take his big fat
cock into my throat. Unlike Nathan he had really been turned on I
guess because he came quickly and after he pushed me away I
collapsed back onto the carpet and lay there panting from my
exertion.

They sat there looking down at me and Nathan said, "She looks
like she needs some more cock man. I'm beat though. I don't have
another fuck in me tonight. Maybe we oughta call up some of the
guys and have them come over. I hate to see her suffer.

Terrill chuckled and said, "I don't know man. Maybe we should let
her rest up. She really worked that thing today. That is some
prime pussy. You don't want to wear it out the first day."

Nathan thought about it and finally he said, "Yeah, I guess
you're right. It isn't really going to waste I guess."

He turned back to me and said, "Okay bitch, that's enough rest
for now. Go get us another beer and then you can clean up the
kitchen."

It had been a long hard day but I would much rather spend my time
alone in the dining room and kitchen than with them watching
movies of me being molested for their amusement.

I took my time cleaning up the kitchen and doing dishes. I
puttered as long as I could and then I remembered all of the
clothes I had brought home this afternoon. I went into the back
of the house where the laundry room was located and separated my
new slut wardrobe and started washing clothes.

When I had been trying on these clothes in front of all those
kids earlier I had just been raped by thirty-four men and the
horror of my new life of debasement was still sinking in. I
hadn't really paid that much attention to what Nathan had
selected. Now, as I separated them into wash loads I had a chance
to look closer at what I would be wearing in the future.

It was awful. There was not a single item of clothing that I
would wear of my own free will. And some of the crop tops with
the obscene sayings; I couldn't imagine where he would make me
wear them. I suppose I'll be spending more time in the ghetto.
Jesus, I hope so! I would hate to wear this crap around where
people I know and socialize with can see me.

Oh wait, I forgot. My life as I knew it is over now.

I had finished sorting and re-examining the clothing and had a
load in the washer. I would have loved to be able to stay in the
laundry room and pretend that I was all alone in my house but I
didn't dare. I went back out to the front room and checked to see
if my captors wanted anything.

Terrill had to turn the TV down. They had it on some music
channel playing rap music much too loudly. They decided that some
nice, hot, buttery popcorn would be nice with the beer and I went
back out to the kitchen and made popcorn and put it in a large
bowl and drenched it in butter as they had requested. After I
took it out to them I went back to the laundry room.

As I started out Nathan asked me where I was going and I told him
that I was doing laundry. He accepted that and they went back to
watching TV.

I went back to the laundry room and took the clothes out of the
washer and put them in the dryer. I started another load in the
washer and I headed for my bedroom to see if I had more hangars.
I met Nathan in the hall and I saw his expression change when he
saw me. I knew that he had just thought of some new way to make
me suffer. I saw it in his eyes.

He followed me into my bedroom and before I could go to my closet
for the empty hangars he took my arm and guided me into the
bathroom. I remembered the little game he played earlier and I
thought that must be what he had in mind.

That wouldn't have been so bad. After everything I had been
through today I could handle letting him piss between my legs.
That wasn't his plan though. I remembered that he had seen
Terrill later doing much worse and I remembered hearing him
chuckle.

He pushed me into the bathtub and ordered me onto my back. The
tub was very cold on my skin and I squealed involuntarily as I
lay down in the tub. I knew what was coming and I wasn't scared
anymore. I was sickened though.

He and Terrill had put their pants back on after I left the
living room and now Nathan was standing by the side of the tub
unzipping his pants and pulling his cock out with an evil grin on
his face.

He stood there looking down at me and he said, "Open your mouth
bitch. Keep it open and don't fucking move."

I closed my eyes and opened my mouth and lay there waiting for
it. Nathan had probably had close to half a dozen beers today and
I couldn't recall seeing him use the bathroom since we left the
house this morning. I thought of that old joke about the hollow
leg but I wasn't amused.

He may not have a hollow leg but he must have a huge bladder. I
felt the stream of hot piss start after a few moments of dread.
The first few spurts landed on my chest and then it very quickly
became a strong, steady stream of hot piss which he directed all
over my body. At first he concentrated on my breasts, then my
pussy. But he very quickly moved the stream up to my face.

He covered my face and my hair in urine and I had to keep holding
my breath to keep from inhaling it. As soon as my face and hair
were soaked he concentrated the stream on my mouth and I gagged
as my mouth filled up and the strong stream swirled around like a
whirlpool and then overflowed my mouth and streamed down over my
cheeks and down my neck.

It went on for a very long time and I fought to keep from crying,
mainly because I was afraid that if I started I would end up
swallowing some of his foul smelling urine. The smell and the
taste were overwhelming. I sure as hell didn't want to swallow
any of it.

It finally came to an end and he stood over me. I couldn't open
my eyes but I could hear him putting his cock away. I was waiting
anxiously for him to leave so that I could clean myself off.

I heard him start to leave and just as he went out the door he
said, "Don't move bitch. Wait right there."

I remained in place with my mouth open. I had turned my head and
allowed the piss to drain out of my mouth but my throat was dry
and I really needed to swallow. I just couldn't bring myself to
do it though. Not with my mouth coated in piss.

I assumed that Terrill would be in soon and I was right. I heard
him come in and stand over me and then I heard his clothing
rustling as he fished his cock out of his pants and soon there
was another stream of urine bathing me from the top of my head to
my pussy.

Just like Nathan had done earlier, Terrill sprayed my body and
then concentrated on my mouth until his bladder was empty. I
heard him put his cock away and he said, "Sit up bitch."

I sat up and let the piss drain out of my mouth again. He said,
"Okay, now swallow."

I almost threw up just from hearing the order. I had allowed the
accumulated liquid to drain from my mouth but the smell and the
taste were still overpowering. I sat there with my mouth still
open and my eyes shut. I felt the tears start again. I could feel
him standing there and staring down at me, waiting for me to
obey.

I closed my mouth reluctantly and struggled to swallow. It was
just saliva, saliva tainted with the strong taste of piss. It was
just as disgusting as I knew it would be and as soon as I
swallowed I started gagging.

Terrill said, "If you throw up I'll piss right down your throat
the next time."

I didn't doubt for a second that he meant it. I struggled to
control my stomach and after a minute or so it stopped rebelling.


Terrill said, "Hold out your hand."

I was nervous. I still had my eyes closed and there was no
telling what he had in mind. I obeyed though. I was relieved to
discover a washcloth in my hand. Terrill said, "Wipe your eyes
and your hands, nothing else. You can take a shower before you go
to bed. Now go finish the laundry."

He left the room and I stood up and remained standing in the tub,
dripping wet with the piss from two boys.

I almost never used the tub. I used the shower. That was where
the bathmat was. I didn't want to drip piss all over the house so
I stayed in the tub until I started to dry in the air. I even
leaned over and wrung my hair out so it would stop dripping.

The piss cooled quickly and was even more revolting. The smell
and the lingering taste were still overpowering. Once I had
stopped dripping urine down my body I used the washcloth to dry
off my feet and stepped out of the tub. Then I just stood there.
I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to touch anything. I sure
as hell wasn't going to go in my closet like this to search for
empty hangars.

Finally it was all too much and I just dropped to my knees and
covered my pissy face with my pissy hands and I just couldn't
control it any longer. I lay down on the cold floor and curled up
in a ball and cried quietly and mindlessly. This had been the
worst day of my life, but I knew that I hadn't reached bottom
yet. For some reason, Nathan intended to destroy me. What had
happened today, what was going to happen tomorrow, they were just
getting warmed up.

There was still the confrontation with Dennis when he got back
from Atlanta tomorrow night hanging over my head. I couldn't
imagine what I would say to him. And then came Monday and
whatever devious plans Nathan had for me at school. I tried not
to think about those things but I couldn't stop those dreadful
thoughts from whirling around in my mind and driving me nearly
mad.

I guess I could run away. But I had nowhere to run. I thought
about suicide but I was too big a coward. Even though that was
beginning to seem like my only way out of this I couldn't think
of an acceptable manner of ending my life. We didn't own a gun
and we didn't have any drugs stronger than Tylenol in the house.
I couldn't even slit my wrists unless I used a kitchen knife and
I knew I couldn't do that. Apparently my only option was to lay
there and cry for a while and then do whatever I was told.

I finally managed to get up and went to check on the laundry. I
hung up the clothes in the dryer, being careful to touch them as
little as possible. I put the clothes from the washer in the
dryer and put another load in the washer. When both the washer
and dryer were running I just stood there and stared at them for
a long time and tried very hard to think of absolutely nothing at
all.

At one point I was aware of someone looking into the room but I
didn't turn around and whoever it was they didn't speak so I just
ignored them and they left. I suppose it was just Nathan checking
to see if I had decided to end it all somehow. Perhaps he thought
I might dry myself to death.

I couldn't sit down on anything because I was all covered in piss
so I just stood there and stared at the washer and dryer until
the dryer stopped. I hung up that load and shuffled everything
around and put the last load in the washer. A few minutes later
Nathan called me into the bedroom and said, "We are going to go
to bed pretty soon. You better get in there and wash your nasty
ass bitch."

I didn't respond, I just turned and went into the bathroom and
started the shower. The room still smelled like piss. I went over
to the tub and rinsed it out and by then the shower was like a
steam bath. I climbed in and added a little cool water but kept
it just as hot as I could stand it.

I shampooed my hair over and over and then I scrubbed my body and
rinsed several times. By the time I got out I had to go hang up
the next to the last load of slut clothes. I put the last load in
the dryer and returned to standing there staring at the dryer.

I had been in there about fifteen minutes when Nathan came in and
asked, "How much longer."

In a voice that was so listless it even worried me I said, "About
ten minutes."

He nodded and said, "When you are finished come to bed."

I turned back around and stared at the dryer again until it was
finished. I took my time hanging up the clothes. I was in no
hurry to go to bed with Nathan.

Unfortunately I couldn't put it off forever and soon I found
myself entering the bedroom. Nathan was already in bed and I
heard Terrill in the bathroom. Nathan threw back the covers and I
got in beside him. He covered us up and pulled me a little closer
and I lay there on my back with his hand on my breast.

When Terrill was done in the bathroom he joined us in my king
size bed and he lay on the other side with his hand on my other
breast.

I didn't think I would be getting much sleep tonight but I was
wrong. It had been a physically and emotionally draining day and
I fell asleep quickly and slept all night.

Chapter Ten

When I woke up it was after eight on Sunday morning and I had to
pee so bad. I didn't move though. I lay there with my legs
clamped together and held it in. I was in no hurry to wake the
boys up and have the games begin again.

I discovered that it was awfully hard to do that when all you can
do is lay there and think about how badly you have to pee.
Finally I couldn't take it anymore and I slipped out from under
the covers as quietly as possible. They both mumbled and moved
around a little but neither boy awoke and I managed to use the
toilet and brush my teeth quietly without waking either of them.


I almost grabbed my robe without thinking but I remembered in
time and snuck out to the kitchen and put a pot of coffee on. I
thought about starting breakfast but I was afraid the smell of
food might awaken them so I poured myself a cup of coffee and sat
and sipped it and wondered how bad today was going to be.

The only plan that I was aware of was a shopping trip to Goodwill
for something slutty that I could wear to work. I didn't have any
idea what they had in mind, if they had anything at all in mind.


My husband was due home at around seven this evening. I wondered
how I could face him. I wondered how long before I would have no
choice but to tell him about Nathan. I knew what was going to
happen when I finally told him. He was going to throw me right
out of this house. He was not a forgiving man. Nathan's plan to
come to my house at night and abuse me in front of my husband
wasn't going to work. I was going to be homeless and my husband
would never let Nathan in the door.

I was just about to get up and get my second cup of coffee when I
looked up and saw Nathan coming into the kitchen. I had set out
two empty cups near the coffee pot and he poured himself a cup
and sat down. Terrill stumbled out a few minutes later and I
waited to see if they were going to order me to make breakfast. I
wasn't going to volunteer.

As it turned out, neither one of them was much of a breakfast
eater. We sat there, mostly in silence and drank coffee.

After a little while Terrill said, "I'm going to have to get you
to drop me off at the house when you go shopping. My old man
wants me to do some shit this afternoon."

Nathan nodded and then we were quiet again. I was relieved that
Terrill was leaving. It may have been that Nathan was just
breaking me in slow, but it seemed to me that he was worse when
Terrill was around.

Nathan finished his coffee and I followed him to the laundry room
where the clothes I had washed last night were hanging. I noticed
when we entered that there was still a smell of urine in the
room.

I stood out of the way while Nathan selected another skirt for me
to wear. This one was bright red and split all the way up to the
belt on both sides. When I put it on there was a three inch gap
over each hip where my flesh showed. It looked awful. It was as
short as the skirt I had worn yesterday and I was sure that
nobody but a prostitute would buy something like this and wear it
out of the house.

I wasn't surprised that Nathan loved it. He smiled and said,
"It's a damn shame you can't wear that to school. The kids would
love it."

He turned back to the clothes rack and selected a strange, shawl
style top that slipped over my head. It was made of nylon and was
very thin and light, but not see-through. It didn't have to be
though. My back was bare except for a strap at my hips and
another at my shoulder blades. The front was cut in such a deep V
that the waist band of the skirt showed through the slit. There
were just two light sections of cloth which draped loosely over
my shoulders and down over my breasts. The only thing holding the
material in place over my breasts was gravity. Every move I made
threatened to expose my breasts.

Nathan ordered me to walk around and move my arms and turn so
that he could see how the top would react to my movements. In
just those few moves walking around my laundry room my breasts
were exposed several times. He was satisfied.

We went back to my room and I got my shoes on and then we headed
for Terrill's house to drop him off.

After Terrill got out Nathan ordered me to drive to the Goodwill
store. As I was driving he reached over and exposed my breasts.
He said, "I expect those things are going to be peeking out a lot
today. I want you to ignore them. Just make believe you don't
know they are out. If I want you to cover them up I'll let you
know."

It was starting.

I drove to the store and parked out front. Nathan said, "Cover
them up now. But once we get inside you just forget all about
them."

I followed Nathan into the store and we went directly to the
racks of used women's dresses. He started going through the racks
looking for...actually, I didn't know what he was looking for. I
just knew that I wasn't going to like it.

There weren't very many people in the store but we were
attracting quite a bit of attention. People seemed to notice a
black teenager selecting slutty clothing for a slightly older
white woman.

Nathan handed me several dresses and told me to hold them up so
he could get an idea how they would look on me. It didn't take
long before one of my breasts was exposed. I did what he said. I
tried to make believe that I wasn't aware of it.

I seemed to be the only person in the store that wasn't aware of
it. Two men who were looking through men's clothes nearby came
over and watched and a couple who had been shopping on the next
aisle turned the corner and saw me and came to a stop. The men
were black men in their thirties. They were dressed kind of
shabbily and I suppose they bought all of their clothes here. The
couple was white and in their fifties. They were both kind of
plump but neat and clean. They stopped when they saw me and I saw
the woman poke her husband and point to my exposed breast. His
face lit up like a lantern when he saw my breast. They didn't
even try to disguise it. They just stood there and stared
openly.

Nathan nodded at them and smiled and said, "I'm just looking for
some sexy outfits for my bitch. Maybe you'd like to help?"

I was shocked when they laughed and the woman said, "Sure, we'd
love to help! Come on Harry! Let's help the boy find some clothes
for his bitch." They laughed and started going through the racks
and the woman asked, "What size does she wear?"

Nathan grinned and said, "Tight."

They laughed again and I told them my size. The men had overheard
that exchange and volunteered to join in the fun and the next
thing I knew all five of them were scouring the racks for the
sluttiest clothes that they could find.

Nathan rejected four out of five of the things that they
selected. Some were actually too slutty, to my relief. I was
surprised that he thought anything was too slutty. Some were too
conservative. I ended up with a dozen outfits to try on. Most of
them were short, tight dresses with unbelievably deep cleavage,
but there were some miniskirts and sexy blouses too.

When they had finished scouring the racks we went over to the
changing rooms against the far wall. The two men and the couple
thought they were going to see how I looked in the clothes they
had picked out. They were going to see a lot more than that.

Nathan picked out an empty fitting room and handed me a dress.
Then he held the door open and ordered me to try on the dress
while he stood there holding the door open. There were smiles all
around, except for me of course, as I undressed and tried on the
dress they had selected. By the time I was going through the
third change of clothing there was a crowd of somewhere in the
neighborhood of a dozen people watching. I tried not to look up.
I didn't want to see them. I didn't want to look anyone in the
eye and see what they thought of me.

Nathan liked everything and except for a couple of dresses which
he said would have to be altered slightly they all fit. As I
tried on each dress or each skirt and blouse I tried to imagine
wearing them to school. They were all suggestive, if not outright
revealing and I was certain that by tomorrow afternoon I would be
in the principal's office being lectured on what was proper
attire to wear to work in a high school.

When I had tried everything on and modeled each outfit for the
assembled crowd I put my original outfit back on and we went to
the checkout counter.

The man behind the counter was smiling like crazy as he rang up
my new clothes. The total cost was only a little over a hundred
dollars and I was relieved that I didn't have to go out and earn
more money to pay for them.

The man behind the counter said, "This has been the most
excitement I have ever had in here. Please come back any time
folks."

I walked behind Nathan carrying my new clothes out to the car. I
tossed them in the back seat and we got in and I really hoped
that we were going home. I probably should have known better.

We went back to Jamie's house and Nathan left me in the car and
went inside. After a few minutes he stepped out onto the porch
and waved me inside. I locked the car and went in.

There wasn't the crowd that had been there yesterday. Jamie was
there and another boy I had not seen before and an adult male
that I realized right away was Jamie's father.

When I entered all eyes fell on me and the man said, "So, you are
the slut that bought my daughter's clothes."

His eyes moved over my body and he said, "Don't look like your
built to fill them out very well."

Nathan chuckled and said, "Strip bitch. I decided to see if some
of Kysha's underwear would fit you. I don't normally like my
bitches to wear underwear but if she has something sexy it might
be fun to show you off in."

I was way past arguing. I undressed quickly and when I was naked
Nathan pushed me over in front of Jamie's father. The old guy sat
up and ran his large, rough hands over me and just as one of his
fingers was shoved up inside of my pussy I saw one of the younger
girls from yesterday come out of a back room with a handful of
panties.

The girl, who I had decided was Jamie's younger sister, came out
and dropped the handful of panties in her father's lap and went
over and sat down in a nearby chair to watch.

The old man fingered me for a little longer and then he sat back
and handed me a pair of panties.

The idea of trying on some girl's underwear made me very
uncomfortable. Doing it in front of her entire family was even
worse. I straightened out the lacy little panty he had handed me
and stepped into it and pulled it up over my ass. Nathan pushed
me closer to the old man again and after he had run his hands
over my body through his daughter's underwear Nathan sent me over
to the couch to let Jamie see how they fit.

I did the same thing for each of the eight undergarments and when
I had tried them all on the old man said, "You can have them, if
I can fuck your bitch."

Nathan smiled and said, "You have a deal!"

I expected to be taken into a back room and fucked. I was shocked
when the man stood up and pushed his pants and shorts off right
there in front of his two kids. He grabbed me and pushed me to my
knees and then he forced his cock into my mouth. I started
sucking and he stared down at me as I took his cock down my
throat.

The old guy gasped and said, "Shit! I ain't never had a bitch do
that before!"

His cock wasn't that big. It was kind of fat but it was only
about seven inches long and it went down my throat easily. He
groaned and then he turned to his young daughter and said, "Come
over here baby. Check this out."

The girl got up and came over and watched from not much more than
a foot away as I sucked her father's cock. I noticed a couple of
alarming things. First, that she had obviously seen his cock
before and second, that she was actually curious about the way
that I was sucking it. I had a feeling I knew why this family was
so fucked up.

The old man pushed my head away and turned to Nathan and said,
"Not bad! I never would have guessed she could suck a cock like
that, not to look at her."

He turned his attention back to me and ordered me to turn around
and get down on my hands and knees. As soon as I was in place he
dropped down behind me and shoved his fat cock into my pussy.

I just let my head hang down and closed my eyes, waiting for it
to end. I guess that Nathan offered my mouth to Jamie while his
father was fucking me because moments later he was kneeling at my
face. He pulled my head up by my hair and his hard cock was right
in my face. I wet my lips and took his cock in my mouth and
started sucking.

At first all of my attention was focused on sucking Jamie's cock
but I saw movement and glanced to the side to see Nathan fucking
the fourteen or fifteen year old girl. I felt sorry for her but
she didn't seem to mind. In fact, she seemed to be enjoying it.
She was about five feet away and on her hands and knees facing us
with Nathan fucking her from behind. I noticed her immature
breasts. I had never seen a black girl naked before. She had a
very nice, very slender body. Her nipples were dark black and
stood out against her light brown skin. For just a moment I felt
sorrier for her than I did for myself. At least I had not had my
childhood taken from me.

I didn't have a lot of time to watch her though. Jamie began to
fuck my mouth violently and then he pulled my head tight to his
stomach and I could feel his cock throb as he shot his sperm down
my throat.

He had come in a very short amount of time but he held me like
that with his cock down my throat while his father continued to
fuck me. His father lasted for a very long time. I was really
glad he hadn't been here yesterday. I had been so sore when they
brought me here after getting raped at Cobb's. I would not have
been able to stand it if he had fucked me like this yesterday.

After the old man finally came Jamie pulled his soft cock out of
my mouth and went to sit down nearby. Nathan came over and shoved
his slimy cock in my mouth and I sucked him clean of the traces
of his cum and the young girl's vaginal secretions. It was
disgusting, but I was past objecting to anything Nathan made me
do. Or at least I seemed to be getting that way. It all still
bothered me. I just didn't see any point in fighting him. I knew
that I would lose.

It had not been a conscious decision. I didn't decide that I
would give up and go along with anything Nathan and his friends
wanted. I just didn't seem to have any alternatives. I was
trapped and I knew it. Surrender seemed to be my only option.

I had cause to rethink that when the men all sat down and I was
ordered to lie on my back. As soon as I obeyed some signal must
have been given to the girl because she came over and straddled
my head with her knees and bent down and began to lick my pussy
eagerly!

I screamed and started to struggle until Nathan got up and stood
on my hair. I gasped in pain and looked up at him. He just smiled
that warm friendly smile of his and said calmly, "That's not very
polite bitch. I suggest you return the favor."

I looked up at her dark gash and the streaks of white cum
beginning to dribble out of her. I tried to tell myself that it
didn't matter. In the last twenty-four hours I had swallowed a
lot of cum that had come out of Nathan's cock. And a lot of
other's besides. Cum was cum after all. Still, I was looking up
into a young girl's pussy and the thought of touching it with my
tongue was making me ill.

She didn't seem to share my reservations. Her father had just
shot a load of cum in my pussy and she was eating it out and even
seemed to be enjoying herself! I saw Nathan rest his foot on her
ass and I knew he was pressing down. Her pussy was getting closer
and closer to my mouth.

I knew I was going to lose again. So I surrendered again. I stuck
my tongue out and began licking the cum trail that ran down her
thigh. That was clean before long and I stuck out my tongue
tentatively and licked her tight slit. She moaned in pleasure and
I almost envied her. I had felt that pleasure yesterday when
Nathan had first seduced me. I didn't feel it now though. Now I
just felt empty.

I began to be aware of what I was doing and what I was sensing as
I licked her young pussy clean. I found that except for the
results of her recent fucking she was clean and what I was doing
was actually not that unpleasant. Her scent was slightly musky
and if my life was not laying about me in shambles I might have
even enjoyed this once I got over the shock of what I was doing.
I thought the sensations of her tongue on my pussy were pleasant.
I just couldn't enjoy the circumstances. There was too much fear,
too much dread in my life. I had read that sex was a good
treatment for stress. I didn't think I would live long enough to
have enough sex to relieve all of this stress. But I had no doubt
that Nathan was going to do his best to squeeze as much sex into
my life as he possibly could.

The young girl began to grind her pussy against my lips as I
licked her and at the same time she began to eat my pussy with
much more enthusiasm. I knew I was not going to have an orgasm,
even though it felt good and so I concentrated on getting her off
and getting this over with.

I put my hands up and grabbed the cheeks of her butt and held her
against my mouth and I used my tongue on her the way Nathan had
done it to me yesterday. I licked her all over and then I started
licking and sucking on her little clit and that put her over the
top. She stopped eating me and her head came up as she grunted
and moaned and her entire body became rigid as she had an orgasm.


Nathan finally put a stop to it after that and the girl got up. I
sat on the floor and waited for Nathan to tell me what to do.

The girl went and sat on her father's lap and I watched in
disgust as he wrapped his arms around her and sat there holding
his daughter's breasts and pussy while he talked with his son and
Nathan.

A few minutes later Nathan tossed me a small, lacy g-string and
told me to put it on. I stood up and they all watched me step
into the small panty and pull it up. It only just barely covered
my slit. A little bit of my pubic hair stuck out over the top of
the tiny thing. The back was just a piece of string that went up
between the cheeks of my butt.

Nathan liked the look and he ordered me to put my shoes on. Then
he stood up and with my skirt and top and the other seven panties
in his hands he headed for the door. He probably thought I would
object to going outside like this. I wasn't happy about it. But a
lot had happened to break me down since yesterday morning. I
shrugged mentally and followed him out into the street in just my
g-string.

I was nearly out the door before I remembered my purse. I turned
back and got that and then I rushed after Nathan who was half way
to the car. I hurried to open the car doors and he tossed the
clothes he was carrying into the back seat.

As I walked quickly down the sidewalk towards my car I saw a
dozen people outside in their yards or walking down the sidewalk
staring at me in astonishment. I would probably be more upset if
we were doing this in my neighborhood but it was still a pretty
uncomfortable feeling being all but naked on a quiet neighborhood
street like this.

As I walked around into the street to get behind the wheel of my
car, a car full of young men went by and their car came to a
screeching halt and then backed up recklessly until the men were
right beside me.

There were so many loud, rude comments pouring out of their car
that it was just a jumble of rude sound. I ignored them and
hurriedly got in my car and as soon as Nathan got in I started
the car and drove away as calmly as possible.

I drove down the street slowly, waiting for Nathan to tell me
where I was going. It was now early in the afternoon but the day
was beginning to wind down and I had some questions I felt I had
to ask him. I just didn't want to ask him when we were in the
car. Actually, I didn't want to ask him at all. I didn't want to
hear his answers. But I had to know what was going to be required
of me in the immediate future. I had to know what was going to
happen when my husband came home tonight.

In the absence of directions from Nathan I headed for my house. I
tried not to think about what was going to happen when I got
there. I drove in silence and fifteen minutes later I pulled into
my driveway and shut the car off. Nathan got out and said, "Get
your clothes out of the back and bring them inside."

I watched him walk up and unlock my door and go inside. I looked
around and I saw as many people outside their homes and moving
around in their yards or walking down the sidewalks as I had seen
when we left Jamie's house fifteen minutes ago.

I was aware that I was being watched because of Nathan and
because of what I had been wearing since yesterday. I steeled
myself and got out of my car and opened the back door. I bent
over and I knew that from the back I looked as though I was
naked. Hell, I might as well have been naked.

There were no catcalls. There were no screeching tires. There was
no mob of pitchfork wielding neighbors. But I felt dozens of eyes
watching my every move as I gathered my new clothes and then
walked rapidly toward my front door.

I was only halfway there when my neighbor from across the street
came over and asked, "Hey Amanda! Do you need some help with
that?"

I turned to look in Bill's smiling face and thanked him for his
kind offer but I kept walking. He came to a stop and watched me
all the way into my house.

I went inside and pushed my door closed. Nathan was coming out of
the kitchen with a beer in his hand which reminded me that we had
to talk. I took my armful of clothes to the laundry room and when
I got back to the living room I said, "Nathan, we need to talk. I
need to know what is going to happen. My husband will be home
soon. He is going to see that beer and wine and my new clothes.
What do I tell him?"

Nathan smiled and put his beer down. He dropped his pants and
kicked them off and then he sat down and pointed to the floor
between his widespread legs.

I went to him and dropped to my knees and leaned down and took
his cock into my mouth. I started to suck but he stopped me and
said, "Just hold it in your mouth for now."

He looked down at me, obviously enjoying the way I looked with
his big cock in my mouth. He sipped at his beer for a few minutes
and then he asked, "What time does your husband get home?"

I told him I expected him home a little after seven.

He said, "I was going to give you a few days to try and soften
him up, but I guess we might as well go ahead and get this over
with."

His cock was beginning to grow in my mouth and he said, "I guess
you might as well suck me off and then we can talk about your
husband. Don't use your throat this time. Suck me off just like
you did the first time."

I began sucking the first two or three inches of his cock and
using my tongue to tease the underside of it on my down strokes
and twirling it around the head on my back strokes. At the same
time I wrapped my right hand around his shaft and began stroking
his cock while my left hand gently cupped and teased his large,
hairy testicles.

He watched me for several minutes and then he let his head rest
on the back of the couch and he closed his eyes and several
minutes later I felt him tensing up and getting close. I
tightened my grip on his shaft and sped up my strokes and when I
felt the first spurt of cum strike the roof of my mouth I pulled
my head back and held just the head of his cock between my
tightly closed lips.

I swallowed his cum as it came out of his cock and when he was
finished I stopped stroking his shaft and just held his cock
carefully in my mouth as it softened. A few more drops of cum
oozed out onto my tongue as his cock went soft and I held them in
my mouth until he pushed me away. I swallowed the last few drops
then and sat up on my heels.

After another minute or two Nathan took another large gulp from
his beer can and sent me to the kitchen for another. I got to my
feet and fetched his beer and he pointed back down to the floor
at his feet.

When he had had a few swallows of his fresh beer he said, "Tell
me about your husband."

I wasn't sure what he meant. I didn't know if he meant what did
Dennis look like, what sort of person was he, boxers or briefs, I
didn't know what to say.

I thought about it and described him first. "Dennis is five feet,
eleven inches tall and weighs one hundred and fifty-five pounds.
He is kind of thin. He is very smart and works for an engineering
firm here in town. He is very religious. He doesn't want sex a
lot. Not like you and your friends. We make love once every week
or two. He thinks most of the things you like are a sin. He would
never consider oral sex or sex with two girls. He always gets on
top. I don't think he has ever put his finger on or in my pussy
and if he touches my breast it usually an accident. And I am
embarrassed to admit it, but he is kind of a bigot too."

Nathan had been watching me describe my husband with a look of
disbelief on his face. When I mentioned that Dennis was a bigot
though, he began to smile.

He asked, "Do you love him?"

I quickly responded, "Yes! I love him very much!"

Nathan shook his head and said, "Damned if I can see why! He
isn't like you at all."

I blushed and said, "He is like I was before you came here."

He looked at me and after a second or two he said, "Yeah, I guess
you were pretty uptight."

Nathan thought about it for a few minutes and said, "I guess I
might as well take care of this tonight."

He stopped talking and my terror was growing as the imminence of
the end of my life as a happy housewife and high school counselor
pressed down on me like a weight. I saw only one way for this to
end. Dennis would come home and confront Nathan. Nathan would
throw us both out and I would be homeless, followed closely by
unemployed. I couldn't see past that point in time, but the
future looked black.

I tried to ask Nathan what he was going to do, what he was going
to say. He was much larger than my husband and could obviously
beat the crap out of him. But Dennis need only make one call to
the police and I had no doubt that the cops would help him throw
me and Nathan out in a heartbeat.

Nathan ignored my questions and told me to shut up. I sighed and
sat quietly for a few minutes. He didn't give me any more orders
so I went to the laundry room and washed my new outfits. When I
they had all been washed and dried and hung up I went out and
made a light supper. I had not planned on feeding Nathan supper
this evening but I had no appetite still and he ate most of what
I prepared.

While I was cleaning up the kitchen it struck me that Nathan had
not been home or called anyone since he had arrived here
yesterday morning. I wondered what kind of home life had produced
a boy like this. He was intelligent, but he was devious and
cruel. I think that there was more than a little sadist in him.
He was certainly taking pleasure from being cruel to me.
Humiliating me seemed to come natural to him and he had certainly
gone to a lot of effort to do that as well.

I don't know what he did when he wasn't in school or tormenting
me. He didn't seem interested in television unless there was a
movie starring me being shown. He didn't read. Was tormenting
women his only form of entertainment?

After we ate and I had finished the laundry there was only about
an hour before my husband was expected home. Nathan ordered me to
suck his cock again and after I had gotten him hard he ordered me
to lie on my back in the middle of the rug and he fucked me
violently. It took him a long time to reach orgasm and he was
being particularly brutal this time. He was slamming his cock
into me so hard that I grunted and moved across the rug with each
stroke.

I looked up at him several times as he raped me there on the
carpet and the look of pleasure on his face disturbed me because
I was just as certain as I could be that what was turning him on
was the idea of ruining my life.

It lasted nearly half an hour and I was bruised and sore when he
finally finished. He got up after a moment and then inched up
over my body on his knees and forced his cock into my mouth so
that I could clean him.

When I had sucked his cock clean and licked up the cock cream
from his balls and his upper thighs he stood up and ordered me to
stay where I was and not to move until he ordered me to.

I could look down over my sweaty body and between my widespread
legs and see my front door. He wanted my freshly fucked body to
be the first thing that Dennis saw when he opened the door.

I leaned my head back down on the floor and closed my eyes and I
wept quietly for everything that I was about to lose. I still had
tears running down my cheeks when I heard the door open ten
minutes later.

>> [continued in part 2 of 2]


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