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Object of Affection

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CHAPTER 6
She sat at her desk, looking up at him. "What...?" she whispered
incredulously.

"I told you, Suzie," Albie repeated impatiently. "Joey and me talked
about it, and you gotta shave your cunt. You're just too damned hairy
and we don't like it."

She glanced fearfully towards the door of the classroom. "Mr. May,
for God's sake, please keep you voice down. Someone might hear us!"
"Well, just tell me you're gonna do it, and I won't have to keep
standing here and saying it."

She looked back at him, her lip trembling. "Mr. May, I... How could I
ever explain something like that to my husband? He's coming back
tonight!"

He shrugged. "That's your problem, Suzie. Why don't you tell him
it'll liven up your love life or something?" He stopped, and leered
at her. "Maybe it'll even make him fuck you more, and make you come
more often."

She felt her face burning. Oh God, you little bastard, she thought
despairingly - isn't there any part of my life you're going to leave
untouched?

He turned to go. "Oh, by the way, Suzie," he said over his
shoulder, "your old man's only gonna be home for a few days. I've
been checking his email. So make sure you get yourself shaved real
good by tomorrow."

* * * * *

She was still trembling when she got home. Only home for a few days?
she thought desperately. Oh God, Rob, that can't possibly be true.
Please tell me when you get here that it's not true! She looked at
her watch - he was due any minute. And then she heard the sound of
his car on the driveway.

"Rob - darling!" She flew into his arms.

"Hello, angel." His embrace was so familiar and reassuring. Then as
he pressed himself against her, suddenly she could hear Albie's
hateful voice again: Can you feel his hard dick pressing up against
your cunt when he hugs you?... She caught herself recoiling from him
involuntarily, and forced herself to cling to him all the harder.

"Oh, Rob," she said desperately, "I've missed you so much!" She
kissed him hard on the mouth and then drew back to look up into his
face. "We've got so much lost time to make up. And this time you'll
be home for a good long time, won't you?"

He murmured uneasily and looked away from her. "Uh, actually
sweetheart, I..."

"Rob!" A dreadful mixture of indignation and despair began to creep
over her. "Rob, you don't mean...?"

"Honey, I'll be home for almost three days," he said hastily. "And
then it'll only be a week or so before I'm back again. And then I'll
make it up to you - I promise!"

She turned her face away as she felt the tears starting to sting her
eyes. He was still muttering shamefaced apologies but she wasn't
hearing them. Oh God, Rob, she thought emptily, you don't know what
fresh hell you've just condemned me to, do you? Oh God in heaven! She
felt her whole body starting to tremble and she fought to choke back
a sob.

His hand came up under her chin, tipping her face up towards
his. "How about I take you out for a really good dinner?" he
whispered.

* * * * *

He finally raised the subject at breakfast. "Sweetheart," he said
hesitantly, "I got a couple of really strange emails. The attachments
looked like... like pictures of you."

She was standing with her back to him at the kitchen bench. "Oh?" she
said, trying to keep her voice casual. She took a deep breath and
turned around. "Pictures in an email? I... I didn't know you could do
that." Liar! her mind screamed at her.
"Yes, honey." He was pulling out his laptop and opening it up on the
kitchen table. "I've told you about email attachments before. Don't
you remember?"
She forced herself to stand rock still as the machine booted
up. "Look, sweetheart," he said, clicking on the screen and making
her face appear in front of them, "isn't that a picture of you? When
you were younger? And here's the second one."

"My gosh," she said, trying to put just the right amount of surprise
into her voice, "they certainly look like me, darling. Where... where
on earth did they come from?" She could feel herself trembling.

"I don't know," he said slowly. "They were sent through an anonymous
remailer. I couldn't trace them back." He looked up at her. "The
messages say, `Do you know this woman?' Do you recognize the
pictures, honey?"

She shook her head. Liar, liar, liar! her mind shouted. "Maybe...
maybe from some house party when I was at college. But why would
anyone...?"

Suddenly he grinned. "You must have a secret admirer, sweetheart. An
old flame. He's obviously trying to take you away from me."
She went over to him. "No one," she said, trying to keep her voice
steady, "is ever going to take me away from you, darling." She kissed
him and hugged him close. "And this evening I'm going to have a very,
very sexy surprise for my very, very sexy husband."

"Oh?" He sounded thoroughly intrigued. "What kind of surprise?"
"You'll see." She kissed him again. "And now you'd better go, or
we'll both be late for work."

She watched him go. So now it's lies, she thought bitterly. Lies and
excuses. Hiding my striped bottom from you at night, pretending to
enjoy sex with a sore vagina. What will I be forced into next? She
sighed and picked up her bag.

Albie wasn't at school. As the day passed and he still didn't appear
her relief was indescribable. Later in the day the Principal called
her aside and diffidently mentioned the emails. This time her lies
came more easily. But when he suggested trying to get them traced she
was secretly horrified. "Uh, Mr Anderson, I'd really rather just
leave it for the moment," she said hurriedly. "I mean, it's not as if
the pictures are... objectionable or anything." But they will be,
won't they? she thought despairingly. They will be if you don't do
every single damn thing those little monsters tell you to. Oh God!
She left school earlier than usual and hurried home to get herself
shaved. God, this is humiliating, she thought as she sat half naked
on the bathroom stool with the razor in her hand. Then just as she
had finished and dressed herself again the doorbell rang.
She stood frozen in the open doorway, staring helplessly at
him. "Joey!" she said at last. "What in God's name are you doing
here?"
He smiled at her. "Hi, Suzie. Aren't you going to invite me in?"
She hustled him inside, looking nervously out into the street to see
if any of the neighbors were watching. "What do you want?" she hissed
at him as soon as the door was safely closed. "And how the hell did
you find out where I live?"
"One of your husband's emails. We found your phone number too." He
was looking around the living room. "Nice place you've got here,
Suzie."
Her voice rose. "I asked you: what do you want?" She could feel
herself trembling. "My husband's due home soon and you can't possibly
stay..."

"Then we'll get right to the point, Suzie." His young smile was
harder now. "Did Albie tell you to shave your cunt by today?"

She just looked at him. "Yes," she muttered at last. Her trembling
was getting worse.

"Did you do it?"

She closed her eyes. "Yes," she whispered. Oh God.

"Lemme see."

Her eyes flew open in shock. "Joey, for God's sake, my husband'll be
home any minute..."

"Then you'd better hurry it up, Suzie. Show me that smooth cunt of
yours - right now."

"Oh God." Her shoulders slumped in defeat. "Then come to the
bedroom," she said dully. "And please hurry, for God's sake."
"Uh, uh." His voice called her back. "Right here, Suzie." She looked
around and saw that he was pointing at a spot just inside the front
door.
"What?" She was horrified. She looked frantically around at the
living room windows. "The neighbors - they'll see us!"
"Then close the curtains, Suzie." He sounded like an exasperated
teacher talking to a small child. "And you better hurry if you don't
want your old man walking in on us."
With a desperate sob she ran across the room and started wrenching
curtains closed. He stood watching her, the hard little smile still
on his face, until she came back and stood obediently by the front
door, breathing heavily and trembling.
His smile broadened as he looked at her. "Take your panties off,
Suzie."
She choked back another sob and began to reach slowly and unwillingly
up under her skirt. Then she checked, and reached around hurriedly to
the door to close the deadlock. His smile got even wider. "Better
hurry, Suzie. Hubby might be here any minute."
She wrenched her panties off, then stood looking desperately around
the room with them still in her hand. Finally she darted over to one
of the armchairs and shoved them under the seat cushion, then ran
back to stand trembling by the door. She was crying openly now.
He laughed at her. "Love it, Suzie. What'll hubby think if he finds
panties under there? That you've got a boyfriend who makes house
calls?"

She clenched her fists. "For God's sake," she said desperately, "will
you do what you want and go! Before my husband gets here!"
He just looked at her. "Well, you're the one with the skirt on over
your cunt, Suzie," he said at last. "You oughta be smart enough to
figure out what to do next."

"Oh God!" She reached down and grasped the hem of her skirt with
trembling fingers, then began to slowly pull it up above her waist.
Her face was hot with humiliation. As the skirt lifted higher she
could feel the cool air of the room playing on her bare crotch. She
turned her face away and closed her eyes.

She heard him step forward. "Nice," he said. Then she jumped as his
fingers touched her groin. "Mmmm," he said approvingly, running his
hand over her smooth pubis and slipping one finger up inside
her. "Reminds me of my little sister's hairless cunt."
Suddenly she knew with a dreadful certainty that he'd been molesting
his young sister as well. She felt physically sick. Then she shivered
as his finger found her clitoris. "Spread your legs, Suzie," he said
softly.
Her eyes snapped open again. "Oh God, Joey - please. Please don't...
don't do that to me now! My husband..."
But he was already picking up the rhythm. "We've got time, Suzie," he
breathed. "You've had lots of practice - you'll come in no time."
"Oh... oh God!" she gasped. "Please Joey, for God's sake, don't...
Ohhhhhhh!... Oh God, Joeeeyyyyy! Nooooooo! Joey, please, I...
Aaaaahhhhh!... Oh Godddddd!... Nooooooooo!!..."

But he continued, making her breathing grow faster and her trembling
increase. Then suddenly in the midst of her unwilling and growing
arousal she heard it - the sound of tires on the driveway. She
grabbed frantically for his wrist as his finger kept moving
insidiously inside her. "Joey... for God's... sake..." she panted,
her whole body shaking, "that's my... husband!... P...please stopppp
iiiiiittttttttt!... Oh God, I'm... No! Noooooooo! Aaaaaaahhhhhh!
Aaaaaaahhhhhhh!! Noooooooooooooooooooooooo!!"

He bent down towards her as she slumped gasping and trembling to the
floor. "Good one, Suzie," he whispered smugly. "Maybe your best yet."
And then he slipped quietly down the hallway towards the back door.
She heard the sound of her husband's key turning in the lock and
began struggling desperately to her feet, frantically trying to
smooth the creases out of her skirt. She heard the key check and then
continue to turn, disengaging the deadlock. Thank God for the
deadlock, she thought, shuddering. Gives me a few more seconds...
But she was still bent over against the wall when the door opened.
Her husband's greeting died on his lips and he ran to her. "What's
the matter, sweetheart?" he said, bending down to her and putting an
arm around her shaking shoulders. "Are you sick or something?"
"Just... just tummy pains," she lied. Damn that little bastard, she
thought. Damn him, damn him, damn him! She gripped her husband's arm
and pulled herself tremblingly upright. Then she tried to
smile. "You... you remember when I was younger, darling, how I was
always getting uptight on... on special occasions, and getting tummy
pains? And it's... it's so special to have you home again." She
hesitated, fighting for self control and trying desperately to look
beguiling at the same time. "And don't forget the sexy surprise I
promised you," she whispered shakily.
He led her over to the sofa, still concerned. "You sure you're OK,
baby?" he said anxiously.

Her breathing was quieter now. "Yes, darling, I'm OK." She paused,
and then forced herself to smile at him. "Why don't you kiss me
hello, handsome?"

He did. When they came up for air he started caressing her. "Tell me
more about this mysterious sexy surprise," he whispered.

"That's for me to know and you to find out," she murmured, trying to
relax under his touch. "But for a man with wandering hands it
shouldn't be too hard..."

He slid one hand up under her blouse. "Am I getting warm?"
"Oh no," she sighed. "Still cold. Too high and too cold."
His hand slid lower. "Warmer now?"
Her hips squirmed on the sofa. "Definitely heating up," she whispered.
His hand was on her knee now. "How am I doing?" he asked.
She closed her eyes. "I'm not giving you any more help. You'll have
to... work it out for yourself!"
His fingers slid up under her skirt. Then he stiffened. "Susan - my
God! You're not wearing any panties!"
She smiled a secret smile. "Rob, darling, you don't even know the
half of it."
* * * * *
She lay beside him, naked in the darkness. Their lovemaking had been
better tonight - much better. After being fended off until supper and
drinks were over he had been desperate to have her, and he was
obviously very aroused by her bare pubis. And her own soreness was
almost gone. They had made love twice in succession, and she had
almost achieved climax the second time. But still only almost.
Suddenly she found herself making unwilling comparisons between her
husband's lovemaking and Joey's skill at bringing her to orgasm right
beside her own front door. What's this whole awful nightmare doing to
me? she thought despairingly. What's it doing to our marriage? Oh
Rob, I love you so much, but sometimes I wish...

* * * * *

She sat watching him finish his packing. Their last day and night
together had passed so quickly, and now he was leaving again. As his
departure time got closer she could feel the panic beginning to mount
up inside her.

Albie's face swam in front of her again. "Tomorrow's Saturday,
Suzie," he had said to her at school the previous day. "After your
old man's gone we want you over at the apartment for the rest of the
weekend. If you're not there by three p.m. you know what's gonna
start happening." She shivered at the memory, and closed her eyes.
"That's it, sweetheart." Her husband's voice broke through her
thoughts. "I'll have to leave now, to give me time to park the car at
work before I go to the airport."
She stood up shakily. You don't know, do you? she thought hopelessly.
And I can't ever tell you. I can't ever, ever tell you what hell
you're leaving me to. Oh God! She pressed herself against him,
trembling, and opened her mouth to say goodbye. And then suddenly it
happened.
Without warning she burst into a torrent of tears. "Oh Rob, please
don't go!" she wailed, clinging desperately to him. "Please, please,
please don't go! I can't bear it when you're away. For God's sake,
please stay with me - please!"
"Heyyyy..." He stroked her hair. "This isn't like you, sweetheart."
He hugged her close. "Where's my brave baby? Where's the gutsy girl I
married, the one who promised to hang in there until I got that big
promotion? This'll only be for another year or two - you know that,
angel."
But she kept weeping and clinging to him. "Oh God, Rob, please - just
for this weekend, please! Please stay for the weekend. You could go
on Monday, couldn't you? Please, please, please tell me you could
stay until Monday..."
And in the end he lost patience with her. "Susan, for God's sake!" he
burst out. "How the hell can I change my plane bookings at this
stage? Not to mention the meetings I've got scheduled for tomorrow
after I get there. What the hell's come over you all of a sudden?"
She sat staring at the closed door after he had gone, the tears
running unchecked down her cheeks. When the phone rang she picked it
up without even thinking. "Hello?" she said dully.
"You haven't forgotten your date with us, have you, Suzie?" It was
Albie's voice. "You've got two hours to get here."
The receiver slipped unnoticed out of her hand. She was crying too
much to even see.
* * * * *
It was two fifty three. She stood irresolute and trembling outside
the door of the apartment, her finger near the bell. I've got to go
in! she told herself despairingly. Maybe his watch is fast or
something. Maybe he's already starting up his email and getting ready
to send the next message. Oh God. She took a deep breath and pressed
down shakily on the button.
The door opened almost immediately. "Well, hello, Suzie," said Albie
smoothly. "Do come in. You can put your bag over there." As he
relocked the door he called over his shoulder: "Hey, Joey - she's
here, buddy. You can get naked now." Then he jerked his head at
her. "You too, Suzie. Did you shave your cunt again today?"
She felt her face burning. "Yes," she muttered. "Just... just before
I came."
"Well, get your clothes off and lemme see it. Joey tells me it looks
good. Just like a little girl, he said." He was unbuckling his belt
as he spoke.
By the time she had undressed and laid her clothes on one of the
armchairs Albie was standing naked, watching her. His erection
throbbed in front of him. "Yeahhhhh..." he breathed, staring at her
bare pubis. "God, that looks good. C'mere and let me feel it."
She forced herself to step closer. Immediately his hand was at her
crotch, fondling her bare pubis, reaching up inside her to rub
clumsily at her clitoris. "God," he said again, "this is fucking
fantastic."
Joey came out of the bedroom, also naked, with his young penis stiff
and erect. "Told you, didn't I, buddy? Just like a little girl."
Albie was rubbing harder at her clitoris now, his clumsiness making
her wince. "Yeah," he breathed, "you can see every fucking thing."
Then he grinned at Joey. "Not that I've got your experience with
little girl cunts, buddy. I don't have any kid sisters."
She stood trembling in front of him, biting her lip with each fresh
movement of his fingers. Joey stood watching for a while. Then
suddenly he stepped forward. "Listen, pal," he said, "you gotta go a
little bit easy if you want to make her come. That clit of hers is
real soft and teeny. Lemme show you." He knelt down in front of her
and tapped the insides of her thighs with the back of his
hand. "Spread `em, Suzie. C'mon - open that bald cunt of yours nice
and wide."
He pulled her labia wide apart with his thumbs. "Get down here and
have a good look, buddy, and I'll show you." Albie knelt down beside
him and brought his face close to her crotch. "Now this," Joey went
on, "is her hood - just inside her cunt lips. And her clit's just in
under that. And when you're fucking her..." He inserted two fingers
into her vagina and began slowly working them in and out. "...That
little hood kinda pulls on her clit every time you shove your dick
into her cunt, and that makes her come. See?"
She clenched her fists, feeling the nails biting into her palms as
she fought to stay on her feet. My God, her mind shouted in agony,
now I'm his show and tell for sex education! Oh, Rob, Rob, how could
you just drive away and leave me to this horror?
But Joey was still talking. "...Course there's her G-spot and other
stuff too, like her nipples. But you can't go too far wrong just
playing with her clit. As long as you go easy. Like this..." And she
started trembling as she felt the same slow insidious movement of his
finger inside her all over again, forcing her into arousal, building
her slowly up towards climax whether she wanted it or not.
"Ohhhhhhh!" she gasped, grabbing instinctively for their bare
shoulders to stop herself from falling. "Oh my God!
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!..."
Joey grinned. "Doesn't take her long to warm up now, does it, pal?
She's in real good practice." He stopped abruptly and withdrew his
finger. "Why don'tcha give it a try?"
Albie licked his lips and pushed his finger into her. "Like this?" he
asked, rubbing at her swollen clitoris. "Is this how you do it?"
But his touch was still too clumsy. She felt her arousal slowly
starting to ebb, and she fought against an almost overwhelming urge
to start bucking her hips against his hand. I will not! she told
herself desperately, biting her lip to hold back her groaning. I will
NOT let myself be... Oh GOD!...
"Nah - she's losing it, buddy," said Joey. "But she's pretty well
lubed up now. Why don't you just go ahead and fuck her? Maybe you can
make her come that way."
"Yeah," said Albie with satisfaction, pulling his finger out of her
and getting to his feet. "That's the best idea I've heard since she
walked in the door." He reached out and grasped both of her nipples,
making her gasp as he pulled her back towards the front door of the
apartment. "Hey, Joey buddy," he went on, "go get me a towel, willya?
I want to fuck her on the floor, and I don't want to leave any cum
stains on the carpet."
Joey ran back with the towel. "Where do you want it, pal?"
"Just over there, buddy." Albie inclined his head, still pulling her
towards him by her nipples, stretching her breasts out painfully in
front of her. "Just inside the front door. Come along, Suzie - let's
go walkies over this way, like a good little girl cunt."
She stumbled after him, gasping from the pain in her breasts. She
longed to grab at his wrenching fingers to ease her distress, but she
didn't dare annoy him.
Albie gave one last sharp tug at her nipples and then released
her. "OK, Suzie," he said, "I'm not gonna carry you over the fucking
threshold. So the next best thing is to fuck you on the threshold.
Lay down on that towel and bring your knees back near your tits. Then
stick your feet up in the air and grab your ankles with both hands."
Oh God, she thought in despair, what you think I am, you little
bastard - an Olympic acrobat or something? Grunting with the effort,
she adopted the pose he had ordered.
"Yeah, that's it," said Albie approvingly. "Now pull your feet apart
and hold them like that."
She lay on her back, struggling not to fall over sideways. Her hands
were becoming slippery with sweat and she clung desperately to her
ankles to stop her fingers slipping off. She could feel her vagina
gaping obscenely open, and her face went hot as she saw both boys
staring at her splayed crotch.
"God, Albie, is she a slut or what?" said Joey admiringly, his young
erection standing out stiff in front of him. "Look at that wide open
bald cunt!" He looked across at the other boy. "You gonna have first
fuck?"
"You bet, buddy," said Albie firmly. "She's my bitch, remember." He
knelt down in front of her and eased himself in between her spread
legs, fumbling to insert his swollen organ into her gaping hairless
vagina. "Oh God - yeaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!..." He reached up and clamped
one hand around her face, squeezing her cheeks in against her teeth
and forcing her mouth grotesquely open. "Suzie," he said softly, "you
listen real good. I'm gonna fuck you real hard, and while I'm doing
it you're gonna keep hanging onto those ankles of yours like your
life depended on it. Got it?"
"Yeh, Mr. May," she grunted through her open mouth.
"Good..." he breathed. "Cause if you let go, you're gonna get a real
hot ass paddling as soon as I've finished. Got it, Suzie?"
"Yeh, Mr May."
"Great. Then here we goooooooooo!..." And he began slamming himself
into her, ramming his erection in and out of her vagina faster and
harder than anything she had experienced so far, thudding his groin
against hers, making her shudder and gasp and grunt under him. "Oh
God!..." he howled, "you're my biiiiiitch!... Smooth baby cunt... for
my... big boy diiiiiiick!... And I'm going in... so fucking deep!...
Oh Goddddddddddddd!!..."
She could feel her ankles starting to slip out of her sweaty fingers
and she struggled frantically to keep hold. Oh God, she prayed as she
was tossed wildly around underneath him, let him come! Please let him
come, before I lose my grip!
"Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!!" he screamed, pounding himself into her even
faster. "Fucking biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitch!!... Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh
fuuuuuuuucccccckkkkkk!!!..." And his warm semen began flooding out
inside her vagina.
"Oh Goddddddd!" he gasped, as his breathing began to slow. "Why did
I... ever waste time with... anything else?... Oh God, you bitch -
you've gotta be the... sweetest... fucking... fuck... in the whole...
fucking... world!... Oh God!..."
"A...Mr. May, please," she panted, feeling his dead weight pressing
down on her as she struggled desperately to keep her sweaty grip on
her ankles, "can I... can I please let go of my ankles now? Please!"
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!..." he sighed. "Do what you... fucking like,
Suzie." He groped feebly for one of her breasts. "Oh God - what a
fuck...!"
With a sobbing groan of relief she released her grip on her ankles
and let her feet fall back to the floor. Oh God, she thought
despairingly as she lay under him trembling with fatigue, what's it
going to be next - sex on a trapeze?
"Hey, Albie." Joey's voice came from above them. "You gonna sleep on
top of her all day? Or are you gonna let me have a turn?"
"Aaaaaahhhhh shiiiiiittttt..." Albie groaned. "Can't you... leave a
guy time... to get his dick back together again, buddy?... Oh
Goddddd..." He pushed himself tiredly off her and rolled heavily onto
his back on the floor. "Ohhhhhhh fuck..."
Joey was already kneeling down beside her. "I don't think she came,
pal."
"I don't give a fuck," muttered Albie wearily. "I came - that's the
main fucking thing."
"You sure did, buddy." Joey was mopping her wet crotch with one end
of the towel. "There's enough cum running out of her to fill a
bathtub." He dabbed at her pubis again, and then wrapped the towel
around his finger and pushed it up inside her. "Did you come, Suzie?"
She winced, then felt herself flushing as she turned her face away
from him and closed her eyes without answering. Oh God, she thought
despairingly - isn't rape enough, you little monster? Do I have to
fill out a whole damned questionnaire as well?
Joey rammed his towel-covered finger roughly up inside her again,
making her cry out. "Suzie, I asked you a question. Did you come?"
"Aaahhh! Joey - please!" she gasped. "I... I didn't come. Please...
please stop hurting me!"
"Well, why didn't you tell me the first time?" He rammed the towel
into her one more time, making her gasp, and withdrew it. Then he
started slowly teasing her clitoris with his bare finger. "Waddaya
think, Albie - should I make her come?"
"Whatever you fucking like, pal," mumbled Albie tiredly, still lying
on the floor with his eyes closed. "She's all yours till I can get it
up again."
"OK..." Joey murmured, as he continued slowly fondling her. "Let's
see how close we can get you, Suzie." He bent down closer to her
crotch. "Maybe this time we won't go quite all the way..."
She closed her eyes and gritted her teeth as the sensations began
slowly building inside her again. The urge to buck her hips up and
down against his finger was almost unendurable. Oh God, she thought,
desperately clenching her fists as she tried to keep herself still,
the little bastard's the devil himself! But I don't want to give
him... the satisfaction!... Oh GODDDDDDDDDDDD!!...
"You like that, Suzie?" he breathed, teasing her up towards a peak
and then slowly slackening off. "You like it?..."
"Ohhhhhhhhhhh!" she gasped, trying desperately to hold herself
still. "Ohhhhhhhh!... Ohhhhhhhh!... Ohhhhhhhh!... Ohhhhhhhh!...
Ohhhhhhhh!..."
"You want me to fuck you now, Suzie?" he asked softly, still teasing
her swollen clitoris. "Why don't you stick you feet up in the air,
the way Albie said."
Her legs leapt up into position over her, her hands groping
feverishly for her ankles. I'm just doing what he said, she thought
desperately, her breath coming in rapid pants. It's not because I
want... "Ohhhhh Godddddddddd!..." she gasped, as his finger found her
arousal again.
Joey moved himself into position over her, holding himself up on his
arms above her trembling body. "Don't forget, Suzie," he said
quietly. "Keep hold of those ankles now." And he rammed himself into
her.
"Aaaaahhhhhhh!" she howled as his stiff penis began moving against
her throbbing clitoris. "Aiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeee!" she wailed as he
increased his pace, rotating his groin against hers as he thrust into
her. Her hands flew from her ankles and her arms wrapped themselves
urgently around his young body, dragging him desperately down into
her own. "Oh GODDDDDDDDDDDDDD!!" she screamed, twining her legs
around him and pounding her buttocks wildly up and down on the
towel. "I'm coming!... commmiiiingggg!... COMMMIIIIIINNNNNGGGGGG!!...
AAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!..."
Their joint gasping and panting started slowly dying away. "Wow!"
Albie's awed voice sounded finally in the aftermath. "Did you make
her come or what?"
"Yeah," gasped Joey as he lifted his flushed face out from between
her breasts. "Nothing... nothing like a good old double come, buddy.
Greatest feeling in the... fucking world!... Ohhhhh God - her cunt
was... was squeezing my dick like you wouldn't believe. Ohhhhh
Goddddddddd!..."
Albie moved closer and prodded her roughly in one shivering
buttock. "How was that for a fuck, Suzie? Better than your old man's
ever done for you, I'll bet."
Her shame was coming now, building and building inside her as her
insane arousal began to ebb. She wrenched her embracing arms away
from Joey's body as if he had suddenly become a hot stove and then
jerked her entwined legs off him as well. "Oh God," she whispered
wretchedly and closed her eyes, trembling more than ever. How COULD
you? her agonized mind shrieked at her, as cold sanity slowly
returned. Letting him masturbate you was one thing, but thrashing
around under him and screaming like a whore!... What have you
BECOME?!... She squeezed her eyes tighter shut and started to cry,
her sobs broken and desolate in the now quiet room.
Joey climbed unsteadily off her. Then he reached down and plucked at
one of her nipples as she wept. "Did the earth move for you too,
Suzie?" he sneered.
She rolled away from both of them and huddled shivering against the
wall. You filthy, filthy little bastards, she thought hopelessly -
you're ruining my career, you're ruining my marriage, you're ruining
my life! Oh God - damn you both to hell! Then she felt a hand on her
shoulder, dragging her over onto her back again. She opened her eyes
unwillingly and looked up.
Joey was bending over her, a cold smile on his young face. "Did you
have fun, Suzie? `Cause fun time's over now." He bent down closer to
her and whispered, "You let go of your ankles, didn't you?"
She stiffened in shock, then just lay there looking up at him, her
lips trembling. "Joey, for God's sake..."
"Hey, listen buddy..." Albie sounded uneasy. "You made her come like
a hurricane. I mean, I sure as hell paddle her when she says no,
but..."
Joey's head swung around. "What about when you fucked her?" he
demanded. "You saying you wouldn't've paddled her if she'd let go?"
As Albie stayed uneasily silent Joey looked back down at her. "Get
away from the wall, Suzie. Get up on your knees and stick your face
down on the floor. I wanna see that ass of yours right up in the
air." Then he stalked off towards Albie's bedroom. "Now where the
hell's that paddle?"
She groaned again as she forced her shivering body to obey him. Then
she lay crouched in the position he had ordered, her cheek pressed
against the rough carpet and her quivering bottom raised. Oh God, she
thought, trembling, looking after Joey's departing form, I wasn't
wrong about you, you little monster. You're twice the bastard Albie
is, and then some! Her eyes beseechingly sought for Albie's face,
hoping for some sign of pity or reprieve, but he had already turned
away from her and climbed up off the floor. Then she felt herself
going cold all over as she saw Joey's naked figure coming back with
the paddle in his hand.
"Suzie," he said steadily, "you get one more chance to see if you can
do what you're told. Reach back between your legs and grab your
ankles again."
Trembling she obeyed him, grunting with the effort, struggling to get
a good grip on her ankles with her sweaty fingers.
"Great." His voice was mocking. "That ass of yours looks real tight
and inviting, stuck up in the air like that. And those cute red ass
stripes are just about gone. Must be time to warm it up again, huh,
Suzie?"
Her eyes darted desperately across towards Albie again. He was
sitting, still naked, watching her from an armchair, and she saw his
hand steal slowly down to his groin and begin kneading his flaccid
penis. Her heart sank. No damned help from you, she thought
despairingly. No matter what you said, you're getting turned on at
the prospect of seeing me suffer, aren't you? Oh God!
Joey was still talking to her. "You better listen real good to the
rules, Suzie. I'm gonna give you ten swats - five on each ass cheek."
He waved the paddle at her raised bottom and she flinched. "You gotta
keep count for me, `cause you're a smart schoolteacher and I'm just a
dumb kid. After each swat you gotta count it out loud, and then you
gotta say, `Thank you, Master Joey.' " Then he pointed towards her
ankles with the paddle. "And you gotta hold on to those ankles. If
you let go or lose count then we start over. Got it?"
Her trembling got worse. "Yes, Joey," she whispered.
"Yes, who?" he demanded sharply.
"Yes, Master Joey." Oh God, she thought, you twisted little bastard!
"OK." He laid the paddle against her left buttock, making her jerk
fearfully away from him, then drew it back in one sharp motion and
slammed it against her as hard as he could.
"AAAAARRRRGGGGGHHHHHH!!" she screamed, catapulting forward onto her
stomach on the carpet. "Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!" she howled, clutching
frantically at her burning buttock and writhing around on the
floor. "Owwwww! Owwwww! Owwwww! Owwwww! Owwwww!... Oh
Goddddddddddddd!!..."
Joey stood calmly looking down at her until her writhing and wailing
subsided. "Gee, Suzie, what a damn shame," he said with mock
concern. "You let go of your ankles. And you didn't keep count. And
you didn't thank me." He shook his head regretfully. "We're just
gonna have to start over, aren't we?"
"Joey, for God's sake..." she began desperately, staring up at him
and clutching at the searing pain in her buttock. "I can't
possibly..."
His young face went hard. "Who you talking to, Suzie?"
"Oh God! I'm sorry, M...M...Master Joey!" She stopped and swallowed
hard, trembling in front of him on the floor. "Master Joey, please -
I can't..."
"Sure you can, Suzie," he said smoothly. His smile was less than
pleasant. "All it takes is practice. And we got the rest of today and
all tomorrow for that. Isn't that great?" He swished the paddle
around, making her cringe. "Now stick that ass of yours back up in
the air and grab hold of your ankles again."
"Oh God, Joey, please! I mean Master Joey - I'm so sorry, I mean
Master Joey! P...please, Master Joey, I can't possibly stay in
position when you hit me as hard as that, I..."
"Stick your ass up, Suzie."
"Please, Master Joey, for God's sake - let me suck you... your dick!
Let me swallow your cum! Let me lick your balls! Oh God, please..."
"STICK YOUR ASS UP, SUZIE!"
She launched herself desperately at him, grabbing for his ankles and
feet, trying frantically to kiss and lick them. "Please, Master Joey,
please for God's sake I'll do anything, I'll be your slave, your
slut, your whore, I'll..."
She felt his feet flexing under her face as he bent forward, and she
realized too late what he was about to do. "AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!"
she shrieked, as the paddle came down hard on her throbbing left
buttock. "OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!" she howled, as he smashed it down
against her other buttock.
"And none of these count, Suzie!" he shouted above her wails of pain,
as he kept raining blows down on her buttocks while she twisted and
shrieked and desperately tried to evade him. "Cause you're not doing
what you're fucking TOLD!"
She was throwing herself wildly backwards across the floor, howling
and sobbing and trying frantically to get away from him, when
suddenly she realized that Albie had jumped up out of his chair and
was running over to them with one hand wrapped around his now-swollen
penis. "Joey, buddy," he panted, "I'm real sorry to bust up a fun
party, but watching her get it on the ass like that has made me horny
as hell! I just gotta have that bitch again right now!" And without
pausing he launched himself down onto her.
Over Albie's shoulder she saw the look of sullen resentment which
came and went on Joey's face, as he stood there hefting the paddle
and looking down at them. Oh God, she thought, staring fearfully up
at the younger boy as Albie fumbled urgently to get inside her, you
haven't finished with me yet, have you, you little bastard? Then she
stiffened and groaned aloud as Albie's stiff organ entered her again,
forcing her still-burning buttocks down against the rough carpet.
"Oh God!" Albie gasped as he started thrusting. "I dunno which is
better - uhhhhhhhhh! - the first quick fuck... ohhhhhhhh! ...or the
second slow one. Ohhhhhhh shiiiiiiitttttttttt!!..."
"You're gonna leave cum stains on the carpet," said Joey sourly.
"Oh yeah," panted Albie as he kept pumping, "I... I forgot! Can
you... uhhhhhhhhh! ...go get the... ohhhhhhhh! ...towel, buddy?
Aaaaahhhhhh!... Aaaaahhhhhh!... Aaaaahhhhhh!... Aaaaahhhhhh!..."
She lay under him, eyes closed and fists clenched, her body jerking
every time he thrust into her. Well at least he's spared me the
acrobatics this time, she thought emptily, wincing each time he
ground her sore buttocks against the carpet. Just plain vanilla rape.
How wonderful.
"Better hurry... ohhhhhhhh! ...with that towel, buddy," Albie gasped,
thrusting even harder into her. "I'm not gonna... uhhhhhhhhh! ...last
much longer!... Oh shit!... Aaaaahhhhhh!... Aaaaaaahhhhhh!...
Ohhhhhhhhhhh Goddddddddddddddddd!!..." His hand clamped roughly on
one of her breasts as his semen started pouring out inside her.
"Sorry," said Joey, hurrying back. He still sounded a little
sullen. "Guess I was too late."
Albie wriggled himself slowly down into her nakedness and closed his
eyes. "Doesn't matter, anyway," he muttered wearily. "Our cute
kitchen maid can clean it up later." He dug his fingers lazily into
her breast. "Shit, that fuck was good," he mumbled. "So fucking
good...!"
Joey stood beside them in silence for a while. Then he reached down
and shook Albie's shoulder. "Hey, buddy," he said, obviously making a
conscious effort to sound pleasant, "I don't want to hassle you, but
when you're ready to move off I got an ass paddling to finish."
Albie let out a long sigh and rolled slowly off her. "Turn over,
Suzie," he said tiredly. "Lemme see those ass cheeks."
She turned over, tensing in despair for the command to lift her
aching buttocks into the air again. Oh God, she thought hopelessly,
how long are you going to keep beating me? I'll never, never, NEVER
be able to stay in that awful position...
"Nah," Albie said wearily, "they're red enough. Save it for the next
time she screws up or says no."
Her heart suddenly soared. Oh, thank God! Thank you, Mr. May - thank
you, thank you, thank you!
Joey shrugged. "OK, buddy - she's your bitch." But he was hefting the
paddle and looking hard at her as he spoke, and suddenly she shivered
under his gaze.
"Get up on your feet, Suzie," Albie went on, still sounding
tired. "Go put on your high heels, and get that maid's cap off my
desk and put it on. It's housework time."
She gave a groan and struggled shakily to her feet. Don't complain,
she kept telling herself as she headed off to find the items he had
ordered. At least you're not getting any more beatings! She finished
putting on the cap in front of his bedroom mirror, then walked slowly
back to him in her high heels for further instructions, skirting
warily around Joey as she did so.
Albie looked up at her tiredly from the floor. "Do a slow turn,
Suzie," he said. "Right round. I wanna inspect your maid's uniform."
She obeyed him in silence. "Yeah," he sighed, satisfied - "cum on
your legs, red on your ass. I sure as hell can design uniforms. Now
move that red ass and start cleaning this place up. The service maid
doesn't come in at weekends."
By the time she had picked up all of the discarded fast food
containers and coke cans the boys were each sitting in an armchair,
still naked. She came back with cloths and dusters and they watched
her in silence as she started cleaning the furniture. Suddenly Albie
spoke. "God, it's nice to have a naked maid, isn't it?" he said
happily.
"Yeah, buddy," said Joey. "Specially one with a bald cunt that pops
open whenever you tell it to." He beckoned to her. "C'mere, Suzie,
and pop that little girl cunt of yours open for me, like a good maid.
I wanna look at it for a while."
She looked quickly across at Albie and he gave a slight nod. She
sighed, then walked slowly across to Joey and stood obediently in
front of him, trembling slightly.
He looked up at her, his young penis still slack between his
thighs. "Well," he said, somewhat impatiently, "pop it open. I don't
wanna have to do all the work round here."
She flushed, and moved her feet apart. He still kept looking up at
her.
"Fingers!" he said at last, exasperated. "Use your fucking fingers.
Pull that cunt wide open so I can see it, for God's sake!"
Her face burned hotter. She put down the dusters and then reached
slowly and unwillingly down to her crotch and spread her labia apart.
"Wider!" he commanded. "And open your knees."
She spread herself further, trembling in front of him. "Yeahhhh..."
he breathed, "that's more like it. What a nice wide open pink cunt."
He looked up at her face and smiled. "Not as fresh looking as a
twelve-year-old's, but not bad for an old woman."
She closed her eyes, helpless with humiliation, as the flush spread
down to her neck and breasts. Oh God, you little bastard, she thought
desperately, why don't you just go ahead and rape me again? It has to
be better than this! Then her eyes jerked open again as she felt
something entering her vagina.
He was leaning forward and carefully feeding the handle of the
feather duster up inside her, making her flinch and gasp. "Keep
still, Suzie," he breathed. "We wouldn't want to damage the
merchandise, would we?"
"Joey, please," she gasped. "Not so deep! You'll... you'll hurt me."
He held the handle carefully in place with one hand and then tapped
the outside of one of her thighs with the other. "Get your legs
together again, Suzie. Knees touching."
She obeyed him slowly, watching fearfully and trembling as she waited
to see if her would suddenly push the handle in any further. "That's
the way," he said with satisfaction as her knees came together. "Now
put your hands behind your neck and lean back."
The duster stuck grotesquely out of her vagina like a giant furry
penis, and she felt her breasts lifting as she strained to bend
further back. What the hell do you want now, you little pervert? she
thought incredulously, still trembling. Then she flinched as he
slapped her lightly on one of her red buttocks.
"Attagirl maid," he said approvingly. "Now get back to dusting the
furniture, but no hands this time. Stay leaning back, and don't
forget to keep those knees together."
Albie burst out into a sudden guffaw. "Good one, buddy. A cunt-
powered duster. Oh shit - I like it!"
She struggled around the room in tiny awkward steps, with her knees
jammed together and her hips wiggling obscenely back and forth as she
wiped the protruding duster clumsily across each item of furniture.
Her face felt as if it was on fire from the humiliation, and she
tightened her fingers desperately behind her neck to keep her grip.
Oh God - being raped would be better than this! she thought again in
agony.
Both boys were laughing at her now. "Faster, Suzie!" Joey called to
her as she stood in front of a small coffee table. "Dust harder and
faster! Lemme see those tits wobble when you move. If you don't shake
your ass faster we'll redden it up some more to encourage you!"
She gritted her teeth, feeling sweat breaking out all over her as she
struggled to wiggle her hips even faster than before. The handle of
the duster was beginning to chafe inside her. Perverted little
bastards, she thought desperately. Oh God, I'll... Then suddenly the
duster caught on the edge of the table, wrenching the handle
painfully sideways inside her vagina. "Owwwwwww!" she yelped, jerking
forward and grabbing at her crotch. "Oh God - that hurt!"
"Awwwww!" said Joey in mock sympathy as he came over to her. "Did
Suzieie hurt her smooth little baby cuntie-wuntie? Awwwww, what a
shame! Come lie on the table and let Daddy see it. Maybe he can kiss
it better."
She looked fearfully up at him from her bent over position, her hands
still clasping her crotch as she blinked back the tears of pain. God,
how I hate you! she thought desperately. She could feel herself
trembling.
Joey bent down and with a single sudden movement pulled the duster
out of her, making her gasp. Then he grabbed her hair with the other
hand and tipped her head back. "Up on the table, Suzie," he repeated
softly. "You're the one who said the owies, so now it's time for your
gynie exam."
Fresh tears came to her eyes as she followed the pull on her hair,
allowing him to lead her across to the dining table. She obeyed him
mutely, wincing from her sore buttocks as he maneuvered her up on the
table on her back, with her knees raised and her feet wide apart. Her
gaping vagina felt dreadfully vulnerable and her trembling increased.
It was almost without surprise that she noticed that his penis was
already semi-erect. Getting off on it, aren't you? she thought
bitterly. You little monster!
"Hey, Albie," Joey called over his shoulder, "You got a coupla spoons
and a flashlight? I need them."
"Coming up, pal." Albie returned with them quickly. He looked at Joey
and then down at the trembling naked woman spread out on the table in
front of him. "I gotta admit it, buddy," he said, shaking his head
slowly in admiration - "I never know what you're gonna do next."
Joey was already bending down to her crotch with a spoon in each
hand. "Ever seen right up inside a girl's cunt, buddy?" he asked.
"Seen inside one?" Albie repeated incredulously. "C'mon, pal - I
never even fucked one until a few days ago."
"Well, here's your chance. Even if she is kinda old for a girl." He
inserted the spoons into her, making her jerk at the sudden feel of
cold metal, and then he began pulling the mouth of her vagina
open. "Real gynies have this great gadget for cranking their cunts
wide open," he went on. "It's called a speculum. But spoons are OK.
If you bring that flashlight here you can shine it right up her hole."
She shuddered at the feel of the spoons inside her, shaking with
shame. Oh God, she thought despairingly, how much more of this can I
bear?
"Wow!..." Albie breathed. "You can see right inside her. Hey - it's
like a wrinkly pink tunnel. Cool!"
"Sure is, buddy. A fuck tunnel. Greatest place to be in the whole
world." He pulled the spoons wider, making her gasp. "See any damage?"
"Nope." Albie peered closer. "Don't think so." He reached into her
with one finger and started feeling around. She stiffened and groaned
in front of him. "Can't feel anything different," he said, after a
minute or two. Then he withdrew his wet finger and looked down at
Joey's crotch. "You've just about got it up again, buddy. Why
don'tcha poke your dick around inside her for a while and see if she
yells?"
"Nah - I don't feel like it just yet." Joey took the spoons away and
slapped her casually on one thigh, making her cry out. "This cute
maid of yours really oughta do some more housework. There's that cum
stain on the carpet for starters."
"Oh yeah, I forgot. Don't want my Dad seeing that on his next visit."
Albie reached over and slapped her as well, making her yelp
again. "Rest break's over, Suzie. Get your red ass back into gear.
The carpet shampoo stuff's in the kitchen cupboard."
She gave a groan and struggled to climb off the table, still
trembling with humiliation and shame. Finished playing doctor, have
we? she thought hopelessly. I guess I should be grateful. Her vagina
still ached as she moved.
Both boys were sitting down again by the time she came back. They
watched her as she filled the shampoo unit with liquid and started
running it back and forth across the wet spot on the carpet. "Yeah,"
said Albie with satisfaction, "naked maids are definitely the best. I
can't see the service maid's tits wobbling around like that when she
works. And she's a dog anyway."
"And I like the way her red ass moves when she bends over," said Joey
slowly. "Maybe I'm more ready for that fuck than I thought." He got
up and moved over behind her as she worked. His penis was fully erect
now.
"Oh!" she gasped, jerking away from him as he pressed up against her
from behind. "My bottom - so sore!"
"That's your fault, Suzie," he said, grasping her around the hips and
pulling her in against his erection. "You should've held onto your
ankles when I told you to. Now don't stop working - just stay bending
over, and spread your feet apart so I can fuck you on the job."
She arched her back, clutching at the handle of the shampoo unit as
his stiff organ pushed into her vagina. "Ohhhh!" she gasped again as
his groin pressed up once more against her aching buttocks.
He started slowly thrusting in and out of her. "Hey, I already told
you," he said sharply, slapping her hard on one hip - "don't stop
working!"
"Owwwww!" she cried. You little bastard! she thought desperately. She
started clumsily pushing the shampoo unit across the floor,
staggering along in short awkward wide-legged steps, with her body
still bent forward and his erection moving inside her. He followed
her a step at a time, and she grunted and jerked each time he thrust
himself into her.
"Yeahhhhhhh!" he said triumphantly, gripping her tightly around the
hips. "Working girl! Who said a woman's too dumb to do two things at
once?" He increased the speed of his thrusts. "Shagging and
shampooing... uhhhhhhhhh! ...both at the same time! Ohhhhhhhhh
yeaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!..."
Albie was standing in front of them grinning, as they slowly
approached him across the floor. "God, Joey - what'll you think of
next?" Then his grin suddenly got broader. "Hey, buddy," he said,
reaching forward and taking the shampoo unit out of her hands, "walk
her into my room, willya? I got something to show you."
He ran ahead of them and Joey slowly steered her around towards the
bedroom door, her legs still spread wide, thrusting in and out of her
all the way. Oh God, she thought despairingly, as she grunted and
stumbled along in front of him, what was I thinking earlier - sex on
a trapeze? I guess this is the closest the little bastard can manage.
And my bottom HURTS!
The computer was on by the time they got in through the door. "Look
at this, buddy," said Albie, clicking the mouse. "Sharon Stone. Did
you ever see such a slutty pic?"
The woman in the picture was bending forward, legs spread wide, with
each hand cupping one of her bare breasts. She was smiling broadly at
the camera, and a large cigar was protruding out of one corner of her
mouth.
"Not bad," grunted Joey admiringly, still thrusting in and out of the
naked woman bent over in front of him, making her gasp and moan each
time he slammed against her sore buttocks. "Same pose, huh?"
"Yeah," said Albie contentedly. "She's got panties on in the pic, but
ain't it still the sluttiest pose you ever saw?" He turned back to
Joey. "Bet you wish you were up Sharon Stone's cunt right now,
don'tcha?"
"Nah," said Joey, panting slightly as he continued pumping. "She's
even older than the one I'm fucking now. And God knows this one's old
enough. Hell, buddy, she's... uhhhhhhhhhh! ...twice my age, for
fuck's sake!... Ohhhhhhhhhh!..."
"Don't complain, buddy. She's a free fuck, isn't she?" He looked down
at the younger boy's thrusting hips. "How much longer you gonna last?"
"A while yet," Joey panted. "It's too soon after my last fuck."
"Well, why don'tcha ease off for a minute or two, pal? I wanna set up
the camera for a few pics."
Oh no! she thought despairingly. Not more pictures! Don't you already
have enough evidence to jail me ten times, you little bastard?
But Albie was already setting up the tripod and camera in front of
them. He connected the cable to the back of the computer and then
switched on the small floods. "Turn her around a little bit, buddy,"
he ordered. "Yeah, that's it. The lighting's good like that." He
stopped, and looked down at her. "Suzie?" he said softly, "Mrs Susan
Famous Pinup Jones? You listening to me? You're gonna be a star
again. Only this time you're gonna be a movie star."
Joey stopped thrusting into her abruptly. "That camera'll take videos
too?" He sounded impressed.
"Sure will, buddy. Only a coupla minutes on flash memory, but no
limit when I got it hooked up to the PC. My Dad doesn't buy me
anything but the best." He adjusted the camera, peering through the
viewfinder, and then looked back down at her. "Suzie," he went
on, "I'm gonna give you the script. Make sure you get it right, won't
you? `Cause you wouldn't want my hand to slip on the mouse and send
an email message by mistake, would you?"
She looked up at him from her position still bent over in front of
Joey, her hands sweaty on her bare thighs. "No, Mr. May," she
whispered, trembling.
"OK. Well, the script goes something like this: `God, how I love a
stiff young teenage dick up my cunt. Young kids are much better than
older men. Oh give it to me, Joey. Harder, Joey, harder. For God's
sake fuck me, Joey. Don't stop, Joey! Fuck me, Joey - fuck me, fuck
me, fuck me!' You got the idea, Suzie?" He stopped and
smiled. "Course you can ad lib if you like. Make it hotter and
dirtier if you can. OK?"
She just stared up at him, trembling even more. "Oh God," she
whispered.
He bent down to the camera. "Rolling in five seconds," he
said. "Four...... three...... two...... one...... Action!"
"I..." she faltered. "Oh God - I... I love a stiff young teenage dick
up my... my cunt. Young... young kids are much better than... than
older men. I... Give it to me, Joey. F...fuck me, Joey..."
"Oh, for shit's sake!" Albie switched off the camera in disgust and
came over to her. His hand tightened in her hair and tipped her face
up towards his. "You really wanna be tied over the back of an
armchair and paddled, like I promised before?"
"No, Mr. May," she said fearfully. She could feel the tears starting
again.
"You really want me to fire off two more message right now? Maybe
even four?"
"No, Mr. May! For God's sake - please!"
He brought his face down to within inches of hers. "I'm gonna do two
more takes. Maximum. And if you're not real, real convincing by then,
I'm gonna do all those things I said. No second chance. Got it,
Suzie?"
"Oh God, Mr. May - I promise I'll do it really well this time. I
really will, Mr. May. Please, Mr. May, I'll..."
"You better." Then he looked up at Joey. "And how about you stop just
standing there with your mouth hanging open? Start fucking her again,
for God's sake!"
"Oh - sorry, pal. I... I guess I got kinda distracted, watching the
master director at work."
"Alright, alright already. Cut the crap and just fuck, willya?"
She felt Joey start slowly thrusting in and out of her again. Then
she took a deep breath as Albie bent over the camera once
more. "Action!" he said.
"Oh God," she breathed, cupping her breasts in her hands and smiling
as sexily as she could up at the camera, "I just love feeling a stiff
young teenage dick up my cunt. Ohhhhhh - they're much, much better
than older men." She started ramming her hips back against his
thrusting groin, trying not to wince as her aching buttocks pressed
hard against him. "Oh God - give it to me, Joey, give it to me!
Harder, Joey, harder - ram that stiff young dick of yours right up my
cunt! Oh for God's sake keep fucking me, Joey! Don't stop,
Joeeeeeyyyyy! Fuck me - fuck me! - fuck meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!..."
Albie switched off the camera. "Great," he said with
satisfaction. "That's a wrap. You got a great career ahead of you,
Suzie." He looked at Joey as the younger boy stood still thrusting
steadily into her. "How you going, pal? Getting there?"
"Yeah!" panted Joey. "Any minute now. Oh God!"
"Great," said Albie again. "This'll be scene two." He bent over the
camera again. "Suzie, turn round and start sucking him. I wanna zoom
in for a good close up."
"What?..." gasped Joey as she slipped off him, leaving his glistening
erection throbbing nakedly in front of him. His pelvis was still
moving back and forth, trying to couple with the empty air, and his
hands grabbed for the hips that weren't there any more. "Oh God,
buddy - I was nearly THERE, for God's sake!"
"All the better, pal. You'll come in her mouth in no time." He peered
through the viewfinder. "Suzie, turn him around sideways. Yeah,
that's it. Now suck him real good! And when he comes, don't swallow
it. I want a good shot of his cum running out of your mouth and all
down his dick. And don't forget to look like you're enjoying it."
"Oh God!" screamed Joey suddenly, his hands grabbing for her
hair. "Oh you sexy schoolteacher bitch - I'm coming! - I'm coming! -
I'm commmiiiiinnnnngggg!!..."
She felt his semen gushing out into her mouth and opened her lips
obediently to let it pour out down the shaft of his penis. Then as
the flow slowly lessened she lifted her face and tried to stretch her
semen-smeared lips in a smile for the camera.
"Fantastic!" Albie sounded triumphant. "What a shot!" He smiled down
at her. "Suzie, you're gonna be Linda Lovelace the second - that's
for sure!"
She felt the shame rising as Joey's hands left her hair and he sank
panting onto the floor in front of her. Oh God, she thought in
despair, as she felt the warm semen running down over her chin, now
it's pornographic movies. Every day it's deeper into the mud - oh
God, oh God, oh God!
"Oh shit!" gasped Joey, sprawling out on the floor. "What a fucking
mouth. Never... never did it like that with a twelve-year-old. Oh
God!..."
"Yeah," said Albie, "she gives good head, doesn't she?" He started
packing up the camera, looking down at Joey as he did so. "Well,
buddy, you're all fucked out, and I still can't get it up from last
time. So how about some shuteye?"
"Sounds good to me," Joey murmured from the floor. "Then what?"
"Then Suzie is gonna take us both out to supper at Burger King. Her
treat. And after that we're all gonna go to a movie theater." He
smiled down at her. "The hottest movie we're allowed into at our
ages, Suzie. And the three of us are gonna sit together in the back
row. For some real hot, hot, hot, rip-your-clothes-off-and-grab-your-
tits-and-cunt type smooching. Won't that be fun?"
She just knelt there, staring up at him in horror, with Joey's semen
running down her chin and dripping down onto her bare breasts. "Oh
God," she whispered at last.

 

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