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My ass continued to expel the water until I was empty. Charmi grabbed a washcloth, wet it in the sink and passed it to me.

"Make sure you're empty and nice and clean," she said, "and then come into the bedroom."

She walked into the other room as I washed my ass and pussy, giving a final push to expel any water that was left inside me.

I whipped my crop top off, checked myself in the mirror and followed Charmi into the bedroom.

She was kneeling upright on the bed with a tube of lube and two bullet vibes next to her.

"All clean and fresh?" she asked, looking at my naked body.

"Mhmmmm," I moaned, seductively.



I got on the bed and mirrored her position,

kneeling in front of her. I kissed her softly, putting my hand to her cheek. My other hand reached round her back and unclipped her bra with a snap of my fingers. Her tits sprang free with a soft moan from her lips. She wiggled the bra off her shoulders and threw it towards the door. I felt her tits jiggle and brush against mine as she pulled my closer and explored my mouth with her tongue. It was warm and wet and we fought for domination, gently biting each other's lips. Her boobs were soft and smooth against mine, as we bumped them into each other.



I suddenly felt a buzzing between my legs and realised that she'd got a bullet vibe and was trying to locate my clit. I opened my legs for her and she found my sex button straight away.

"Let's get you nice and relaxed Kajal," she whispered, pushing the vibe onto my clit harder.

"Fuck I'll cum quickly if you keep that up," I said.

"Not yet," she said, moving the vibe down across my lips and into my pussy.

She moved it slowly in and out and then back up my dripping slit, stopping short of my clit.

We continued to kiss as she moved the vibe slowly up and down my vulva, teasing the entrance to my hole and teasing my throbbing clit. I felt ready to explode. She took the vibe lower, past my hole and onto my perineum, getting dangerously close to my asshole. My cunt was leaking constantly now and her fingers and the vibe were coated in my juices. She went lower still, gently teasing my ass hole. This felt unbelievable as the vibrations hit my anus giving me a whole new sense of pleasure.



I stopped kissing her and threw my head back.

"Oh...My...Fucking...God," I gasped, as she kissed my neck.

"Feels good doesn't it?"

"Fuck yeah."

"Are you going to cum already Kajal?"

"I'm getting there. Put it back on my clit."

"Not yet. Roll onto your front and stick your ass in the air," she ordered, throwing three pillows at me.

I rolled over and pushed the pillows underneath me and laid on top of them. My ass was pushed high and I parted my legs for her. She shuffled up to me and spread my ass cheeks apart. I felt her breath against my exposed holes. She kissed me gently, first on both cheeks, then my perineum, then on my anus. It felt amazing. She held my cheeks apart and softly licked my asshole, delving her pointed tongue inside my star shaped outer hole.

"This is so dirty," I gasped, "the things you do to me."



I could hear the vibe buzzing and looked round to see where it had gone. Charmi had it stuffed between her legs, right against her bulging yoga pants, which were now even darker in colour. She was juicing up inside her clothing even more than before. She was loving this as much as me.

She reached across and picked up the lube, squeezing it directly onto my ass. She took the vibe from between her legs and put it against my anus.

It was like an electric shock up my spine.

"Relax, I'm going to fuck your ass with it," she whispered.

I felt it push into me, through the puddle of lube and into my outer hole. She didn't stop this time, she pushed it straight in. I squealed a little as it was bigger than the balloon spout.

"Relax," she said again.

"Ow," I squeaked.

It felt like my ass was on fire, it was stinging, but the vibrations were definitely helping. She stopped moving, to let me get used to it.

"How is it?"

"A little painful, but it's a nice pain."

"The pain will pass," she said, kissing my ass cheek, "just sit there a minute and get used to it."



She was right, the pain was getting less and I felt more relaxed. The vibrations were strong and a new feeling for me in such a forbidden place.

Charmi reached over and picked up the other bullet vibe. She switched it on and rubbed it along my silky smooth slit. She avoided my clit and teased my fuck hole with it.

"Fuck! That feels so good."

She pulled the vibrator from my ass slowly and then back in, stating to fuck me with it. I felt like such a slut, lying in this position with my fuck holes exposed to her, while she violated my body.

"How's it feel now?"

"Better," I said "less painful.

"A little longer with this and then we'll try something bigger," she said.

She fucked my ass hole slowly with the bullet, continuing to tease the entrance to my cunt. I was so turned on I was dripping onto the bed sheets. It was different to having my pussy fucked. It was a slow intense build up of raw filthy sex. I thought it was very psychological having her do this to me. It was like being dominated in the best way possible. She was in total control of my most intimate areas, one of which had never had anything inside it. It was almost like being a virgin all over again. She was gentle, even though she was doing such a disgusting act.



"Wow, I've certainly got your cooch nice and wet," she said, "and this vibe slips in and out of your ass with ease now. Time for something slightly bigger."

"Go slow," I begged.

"I will, don't worry," she whispered, "How about this?"

She removed the vibe from my ass and I felt her pushing two fingers inside me.

They slipped in with ease, up to her knuckles and I gasped and breathed deeply as she stretched me open. It was painful again, but in a nice erotic way.

"Is that OK?" she asked.

"Yes, it's fine."

She slowly withdrew and then started to fuck my ass with them. Each time she slid them in she held her fingers close together. When she pulled them out she spread them slightly, stretching my anal muscles. Her expertise was sensational as she slowly stretched my hole bigger, like stretching an elastic band to take the tension out of it. She was actually massaging my anus and it felt like nothing on earth.

"That's it Kajal, good girl, let me loosen up your tight little hole, relax into it, enjoy the feeling of my fingers in your ass."

I felt the first glimmer of an orgasm since she started her assault on my ass. Only slightly, but it was there.

She slipped her fingers out and quickly went to her case and fetched a dildo. It was a replica cock of average size, maybe six inches long and an inch or so thick. It had fake balls and the whole thing was made of a rubber material. She lubed it up and pushed it up against my butt hole.

"Ready?" she asked.

"Mmhhhmm," I nodded, actually wanting it in my ass.

She pushed in quickly in one stroke as I took the bigger shaft, balls deep.



I screamed out in pain, as my anus stretched further than ever before. I pushed forward on the bed to try and get away from it, but she kept the pressure on and it stayed inside me.

"Take the pain," she said, "enjoy it, it will pass."

I lay there not moving, my eyes watering at the intense burning sensation.

"Fuck! It's too big. Take it out. Take it out," I panted.

She kept it there.

"Relax, it will go off on in second."

She was so gentle and concise, like she'd experienced this a thousand times. With every passing second the pain got less and it felt more bearable.

"Better?"

"Yes, I think so," I panted, breathing long and deeply.

"Push your ass back up to me," she said.

I obeyed and got back to my doggy position. Charmi move up behind me and positioned the dildo on her pubic bone, as though it was part of her own body.

"I'll hold it still and you can pull forward," she said reassuringly, " I want you to fuck yourself with it, as if it were my cock."

I pulled forward with Charmi holding the dildo in position and it started to withdraw from my ass. The feeling was indescribable.

"Stop," she said, as it almost slipped out, "now push back to me."

I pushed back towards her arching my back and taking the pain as it spread me open and slid back in.

"Ow fuck!"

"You've got to relax more Kajal sweetie. That's why it's hurting. Relax as though you're back on the toilet."

I pulled forward and again and straight back. It felt a little easier and more pleasurable.

"That's better, do it again."

I repeated it, as I started to feel more comfortable and my ass seemed to accept the foreign object I was forcing inside it.

"Wow, that feels better," I said, sliding it out and back in again.

She poured more lube onto my ass.



"Can I fuck you with it now?" she asked.

"Yes, but please be gentle."

She moved forward into me, driving the cock into my super tight passage. It felt so fucking dirty to have her defile my ass. She reached for the bullet vibe and pushed it against my labia. I felt how dripping wet I was as the vibrations got nearer to my clit. She pulled away again, and the cock slid out about half way, then she pushed back in. It felt so good and her attention on my pussy lips was driving me insane.

"We're almost done with the training," she said, "just one more thing to try."

She pulled back and the dildo slipped out of my ass.

"We need to get you used to the initial penetration," she said, "men love sliding it all the way out and then watching your hole expand and feeling it grip their cock as they ass fuck you."

"OK," I said, "I'll give it a try."

"Reach back and spread your cheeks for me."

I reached back with both hands and spread my butt cheeks, as the vibe continued to give me pleasure. She pushed into me in a long slow stroke and then all the way back out again. It felt tight, but I managed to control my muscle spasm and keep relaxed.

"Is that Ok Kajal?"

"Mmmmmm do it again."

"Oh I think the dirty bitch likes it," she giggled.



She pushed it back into me, I felt my hole expand and then contract as she withdrew it. She did it again, faster and harder this time. I felt the flicker inside my belly and knew I was getting close to climax.

"Fuck, that feels so good," I gasped, no longer thinking about the pain.

"I told you there's a lot of nerve endings down there, didn't I? Feels like nothing else, does it?"

"Put that vibrator on my clit and I think I'll cum," I said in between her thrusts.

She was now fucking me hard and deep, occasionally pulling right out and then forcing my asshole open again as she pushed into me.

"Do you want to cum Kajal?"

"Fuck yes, make me cum, fuck my ass."

"You fucking dirty little anal whore," she cursed, "take that cock in your ass."

"Please play with my clit, make me cum," I panted.

"Not yet bitch."

"Please put the vibe on my clit, make me cum."

She pulled the cock out of my ass, removed the vibe and stopped.

"No! Put it back in, I'm so close, Don't stop. Fuck my ass."

She drove the cock back into me, balls deep and at the same time pressed the vibe against my throbbing clit. My reaction was instant as my orgasm struck me like lightning. I squealed into the bed sheets as my ass and pussy contracted over and over. She kept fucking my ass and pushed the vibe against my clit even harder. This sent stronger vibrations through my body and I squealed again, gushing cunt juice all over her hand. It was dripping out of me in a constant river wetting my thighs. I thought I would pass out from such extreme pleasure. She finally released me and I flopped forward onto the bed and the dildo slipped out of my swollen ass.

"Holy fucking shit!" I gasped.

I lay there convulsing on the bed, gripping the sheets in my fists, panting like a dog.

I heard Charmi giggling behind me, obviously very pleased with herself.



"Fucking hell Kajal, you came like a waterfall. I told you it was and intense climax, from anal."

I lay there with my eyes closed, trying to recover.

"You're going to be great on film, taking four cocks in the ass."

I heard what she said, but I was in the afterglow of a mind blowing orgasm and didn't care.

She moved over and knelt next to me with my head between her legs.

"Are you alright?" she asked, sounding concerned.

"Mmmmhhhmmmm," I murmured, "Amazing."

She brushed the hair from my cheek and I opened my eyes. I had a perfect view between her legs. She was utterly soaked, through her yoga pants. She must have virtually had an orgasm, herself. I put my head on her thigh and got a sniff of her pheromones emanating from her overheated cunt.

"You smell amazing Miss Charmi. Have you cum in your pants?"

"Not far off," she sniggered, "I get super wet when I make a girl cum."

"You're not kidding," I said, "I'd love to taste you."

"Not right now dirty girl. You did really great Kajal. You listened to my instructions well. Like I said, it's all about relaxing and stretching your muscles slowly."

"Thank you," I said, closing my eyes again.

"No need to thank me," she said, getting up, "You can thank me by coming next door and taking a proper cock in the ass. I have a treat set up just for you."

She went over to her case as I sat up, feeling light headed.

"Is my asshole back to normal?" I asked, trying to see for myself.

"Of course it is, stupid girl," she replied, "It wasn't stretched that far."

I watched as she slid her wet yoga pants down. She did it so slowly, that her gooey pussy juice clung to the fabric and left strings of her cum clinging to her legs. I'd never seen a woman get so wet from pleasuring another person. She really had got off to it.

She saw me looking and shrugged, as she stepped out of the pants and left them in a wet heap on the floor. I swear I could smell her scent from three metres away.

She picked up her skirt and slipped it on, without panties. She winked at me. I giggled. She put her bra on and her white blouse and went to the bathroom. I sat on the edge of bed waiting for her. She was gone a few seconds and came back looking pristine once more. Her hair was immaculate and she'd obviously wiped between her legs as the slimy mess was gone. She was dressed and ready for filming. I guessed the training was over.

"I can't go in there looking a mess. Can I?" she laughed.

"You're still leaking," I said, looking at the dribble of her juice running down the inside of her leg.

"Fuck it! You see what you do to me Kajal," she said, "You've got me all wet and horny. I might as well put my lubrication to good use."

She went to her case and pickup up a silver object. It was about three inches long and looked like a miniature torpedo. I recognized it when she got nearer, it was metal butt plug. It was shaped like a tear drop, tapered one end, then fat in the middle and then wasted in at the neck with a flat section at the other end. The flat end had a red coloured gem stone in the shape of a heart.

She put one leg on the bed and bent forward, holding the butt plug out to me.

"Would you mind, sticking this in my ass Kajal?" she asked, lifting her skirt to allow me access, "Stick it in my pussy first to lubricate it, it seems a shame for my juices to go to waste."

I took the plug from her. It was super smooth and felt cold and heavy. The fat section looked wider than what I had taken in my ass, but the wasted section was only thin. I put it against her wet cunt and pushed. Her fuck hole sucked it inside after it got past the fat taper. There was very little friction and it slipped in easily. I twisted it around to coat it in her slime and then pulled it out with a loud sucking noise as her pussy let it go.

"Do I just push it in your ass?" I asked, lining it up with her puckered, pink hole.



"Yes its fine. I've had bigger things than that in there," she laughed, "I like the feeling of it inside me, holding me open. I may as well get some pleasure while you're taking an ass fucking."

I pushed hard and watched her butt hole spread open further that it should. She didn't even flinch.

I kept pushing until her ass hole gave way and pulled it inside. It was mesmerising. She picked up the towel, hitched her skirt up at the front and spread her pussy lips open. She was still dripping wet. She used the towel to dry herself, pushing the material inside her cooch to mop up as much as she could reach.

"That should keep it from dripping for a while," she said, "I really don't like wearing panties, I like to feel free down there. Besides I want to have some fun myself."

She moved off the bed and bent over in front of me, showing me the gem stone poking out from between her crack.

"Fuck! That's sexy," I said, under my breath.

"Glad you like it," she replied, moving back to the case, "I've got one for you too."

She produced another silver butt plug from the case. This one was different to hers. It had a long furry tail attached to it. The tail was black and about two feet long.

"Bend over," she commanded.

She lubed it up as I bent over and put one leg on the bed, parting my cheeks. I felt the cold steel against my anus and she pushed it in. It slipped inside me and I felt my ass gripping the thinner section as the fat section kept it in place. The fur tail brushed the inside of my thighs and tickled my perineum.



"Foxy Kajal," Charmi sniggered, wiping her hands on the towel, "give us a twirl."

I giggled and spun my naked body round for her, feeling my tail spin out and tug slightly on my anus. I looked at myself in the mirror, moving side to side. It looked as sexy as it felt.

"Wow, where did you get this?" I asked, "I want one."

"You can keep that one, after the show." she said, "I need you to wear this as well though."

She produced the familiar white, leather studded dog collar and leash.

"Sorry," she said, tipping her head to the side apologetically, "it's for the show."

"Its fine," I said, "I quite like it actually, it feels kind of slutty."

She strapped it to my neck and I got on all fours like a dog. I wiggled my ass to make my butt plug tail wag. Charmi thought it was hilarious.

"Time for you to pay your debt Kajal, come on follow me."

I started to feel nervous again. Training with Charmi was one thing, taking four cocks in the ass was going to be something else. I followed her out the door and down a corridor for about fifty metres. I felt vulnerable crawling around naked, but she made me feel at ease by walking ahead, lifting the back of her skirt and flashing her plug at me. I giggled at her. She suddenly went into business mode as we approached the door at the end of the corridor. She opened it and I followed her inside.

The room was similar to the filming rooms I'd been in previously. Lots of cameras and video screens, all brightly lit. In the centre of the room was a weird padded circular piece of furniture. It was the size of a large coffee table and had a raised centre section. It looked similar to a large tiered wedding cake or a top hat and was standing about waist height. An ideal height for fucking someone on all fours, I thought to myself. There was a cream leather sofa and two matching chairs in the corner of the room. Four men sat down and turned in our direction as we entered.

"This is Kajal," announced Charmi, gesturing in my direction, "she's going to be your play toy for the rest of the evening."

The four men stood up and moved to the centre of the room. We all arrived at the top hat furniture together. They were wearing tight white boxer shorts and nothing else. All of them were good looking men, in their own way. One had a pony tail, one had amazing abs, one had a shaved head and the last one had piercing blue eyes. They lined up in front of the top hat like soldiers on parade.



I was looking at their bulges to see if they had huge cocks. I was fearful that Charmi may have lied to me about the size of their manhood, I wouldn't have put it past her to coerce me in and then abuse me. They looked semi hard so it was difficult to tell.

"They don't look very hard for you Kajal," she said, also looking at the packages, "why don't you give them a hand."

I crawled over to the guy with the ponytail and knelt in front of him.

I looked up at him with puppy dog eyes and peeled his boxers down to his ankles. His semi hard cock hung free. It was beautiful shaved and uncut with low hanging balls. Without touching it with my hands, I licked him along his length up and down, slowly. I moaned as it started to twitch into life. I used my lips to push his foreskin back, and took it into my mouth. I felt him swelling as I sucked him to make him hard. It didn't take long. All the time I was gazing into his eyes lustfully. I pulled it out of my mouth and looked at his erect cock. He was about six inches and not too thick. I was relieved.

"Good girl Kajal, try the next one," said Charmi, encouragingly.



I left PonyTail, stroking himself and crawled over to Abs. He was softer than his friend. I took his waist band in my teeth and yanked his shorts down. His cock just sat there hanging above his small balls. I guessed he needed a little more help. I grabbed his balls and cock together in one hand, from underneath and slipped his whole package into my mouth. He tasted of male sweat, which I had been deprived of for a few weeks. I felt powerful and in control. I held his balls and cock in my mouth, swirling my tongue around his genitals, trying to bring them to life. It worked like a charm. I slipped them out my mouth and watched him grow in front of me. I teased him, pretending to suck it and then withdrawing. It grew bigger in anticipation. I smiled and took him into my throat, just his shaft this time. He was fully erect in seconds. He was a similar size to Ponytail, but circumcised. I let it slip out and looked at Charmi for approval.

"Well done dirty girl," she laughed, "let's keep going."

I kissed Abs' tip and then crawled seductively to Shaved Head. He was already bulging in his shorts.

My attention on his friends and my slutty behaviour had already got him hard. I gently bit his cock through his shorts and then yanked them down hard. He sprang up like a jack in the box. Slightly thicker than the other two. I wasted no time shoving it straight down my throat enjoying his super smooth shaft. I let him fuck my throat for a few deep strokes and then slipped him out spitting all over his cock and jerking him off really slowly. He groaned and I felt his cock pulse and for a minute I thought he was going to cum. I stopped immediately and let go of him.



"Fucking hell Kajal. Don't make him cum yet," hissed Charmi, "Leave him, move onto the last one."

She pulled lightly on my leash. Blue Eyes was flaccid in his boxers. His eyes were piercing down on me like he was hypnotising me. He pulled his own shorts down, grabbed his soft cock and slapped my left cheek with it. I knelt upwards and cupped my tits, massaging my nipples up the inside of his thighs and onto his huge ball sack. He started wanking off as he got harder, lifting his cock to point it straight up so I had access to his balls. I licked and sucked on them and then pushed my boobs against them. He was hard in seconds and I pushed his manhood between my tits and started masturbating him up and down with my cleavage.

I moved back with Charmi and knelt at her side feeling pleased with myself. I admired my work, four rock hard cocks standing in front of me, ready for action.

"I think they're ready now," said Charmi, "Get up on the turntable."



I suddenly realised the top hat shaped furniture was able to spin round like a roundabout. Charmi held it steady as I climbed onboard. She unclipped my leash leaving my collar on and I bent over the raised section, wiggling my furry tail and feeling it tickle my pussy lips. I was definitely going to be the centre of attraction today, quite literally. The four cocks positioned themselves equally around the turntable. I now realised what the show was going to be. It was me being spit roasted by two pairs of men. They were going to take it turns fucking my ass, pussy and mouth, like a tag team. I felt myself get a lot wetter.

"Right boys!" said Charmi, "Our clients call this the Anal Roundabout, for obvious reasons. You'll all get to fuck all of her holes."

She lifted my tail exposing my cunt. She gave the tail a little tug to pull my butt plug out slightly. I felt my hole stretch again as the larger section started to pull out. She let go and it pulled itself back in like it was on elastic.

"Fuck her cunt to start with, and use the plug to loosen her up, be gentle to begin with, she's an anal virgin, so use lots of lube."

She talked about me like I wasn't there. I felt such a slut, just a series of holes for them to fill. I couldn't wait to get started, but I was slightly concerned as to whether I could take a real cock in the ass. They were bigger than the dildo I had fucked.

"Let's see who gets to go first, shall we?" she smirked.

She spun the table slowly and let go, letting it spin under its own steam. I initially saw a blur of cocks until it slowed down.



I then saw cock...space...cock...space...cock...space...cock...space..cock. It stopped.

"Lucky boy," she said, talking to Abs, "Fuck her and then pass her on."

Hearing her talk about me like a piece of fuck meat was insanely hot. I opened my mouth to receive Pony Tails cock as Abs lifted my Tail and drove his dick into my sopping snatch, without even checking to see if I was wet. I lurched forward and Ponytails cock went deeper down my throat. I was in heaven. Abs pulled on my tail gently, sending new sensations up my spine, as he slowly pumped away at my tight pussy. I was sucking and licking the cock in my mouth like I was dying of starvation. I was just getting used to the pair of them when they both withdrew and I was spun round to the next pair.



Shaved head pulled my tail out of the way and licked my cunt from my clit to my plug. He twisted and pulled my plug and I felt my ass pulling it back in. It felt so strange, but amazing at the same time.

"She's a Juicy bitch," he said, and stuck his cock in my pussy and started fucking me hard.

Blue eyes held his cock at the base and teased me with it, pulling away as I went to suck him.

"Beg," he said.

"Please," I whimpered, "Let me suck you."

He grabbed the back of my head and rammed his cock between my lips. I could taste pre-cum on him and swallowed it down like the cum starved bitch I was. He was fucking my throat hard and saliva was pouring out of my mouth, my eyes were watering and my makeup was a mess.

Round we went again.



Now I had Abs in my mouth and could taste my own sweet nectar on his cock. I had creamed all over him and his shaft was slimy and delicious. Pony Tail was teasing the entrance to my hole, so I pushed back onto him and impaled myself onto his shaft.

"Dirt bitch fucking loves it," he gasped.

I licked Abs' cock clean and then started wanking him off onto my tongue. PonyTail pounded me for a few minutes and then we went round again.

More delicious, pussy coated cock for me to suck on. Blue Eyes slid straight in, pulling my tail more forcefully, so it almost slipped out. I squeaked with a mouthful of cock and he let it go, allowing it to pull back in.

"Fuck! She's going to be tight," he said with glee "look how her butthole sucks it back in. She's definitely not had it up the ass before."



He rammed his cock into me, slapping his balls against my clit. I licked and sucked the cock in front of me, trying to get him off. I was desperate for a feed and cum was my meal of choice. Four weeks had passed without any spunk and I felt like I was having withdrawal symptoms.

I looked left and saw Charmi with a portable video camera. She was filming the close ups which the other cameras couldn't see.

"Fuck her. Two pumps each and then pass her on," she directed.

The table turned and I felt Abs stick his cock in. He thrusted twice and then spun the table. Shaved head did the same. Two thrusts and on I went again. Then Pony tail, rammed into me twice really hard. Finally Blue eyes, bang, bang, and back I went to the beginning. They kept going and I lost track of who was inside me. I had no time to suck cock, I was being spun on too quickly. I got a glimpse of a cock, felt them enter my body, from behind and then I moved on. Some of them slapped their cocks on my face as I got to them, others were just stroking themselves enjoying being part of the show.



"Excellent guys," Charmi said, excitably, "fuck that bitch, show her who's in charge. Just thrust in once and pass her on now."

The spinning was increased. I felt a cock violate my snatch, then I was turned. Then a cock in my snatch then I was turned, over and over. I was getting dizzy and the pleasure was immeasurable. All I could hear was the whir of the table and balls slapping against my ass. I almost forgot I was there for anal. Thrust...Turn... Thrust...Turn... Thrust...Turn.

"Ok!. Stop!" ordered Charmi, "Give her a minute."

I was out of breath from being fucked so hard, the room was spinning, but coming back into focus.

She bent down and stuck the camera in my face.

"Enjoying it slut?" she asked.

"Fucking love it!" I panted, breathing hard.

"Good girl, because now its anal time."



She moved behind me and got really close to my ass with the camera.

"Pull her plug out."

I felt searing pain as PonyTail pulled my tail and the plug vacated my ass, stretching me open and then closed again. He dropped the plug next to me on the turntable.

I looked over my shoulder as she passed him a bottle of lube which smelt of strawberries. He poured it on my anus and rubbed some on his cock. Charmi filmed my ass hole closely, not moving the camera. I felt his cock against my tiny pink hole and he pushed forward. His cock slipped off my hole and slid across my crack up towards my back.

"Too much lube," said Charmi, "Push in harder."

He repositioned himself and pushed again. Stinging, burning pain ripped through me and I screamed as he penetrated my asshole.



"Relax Kajal, take control," she said to me, "Keep still until the pain goes off."

I knelt still and he stopped moving, waiting for me to back up onto him. He was already stretching me further than I'd gone before, so the worst of it was over. A few seconds passed and I relaxed and moved back towards him. His cock in my ass felt different to the dildo or Charmi's fingers. It was hard, but had some give to it. As I moved back and took him deeper I felt the skin of his cock sticking to my anus and then sliding as the strain became too much. Most of the lube had wiped off when he penetrated me. I took him all the way in and then all the way out. He must have felt it too and it must have been uncomfortable for him. He Lubed his shaft again and went back into me. This time he glided in perfectly with less pain. It still hurt, but a lot less and the friction was gone.



"She's not an anal virgin anymore," said Pony Tail, laughing, "but fucking hell is she tight."

"Hurry up," said Abs, "I want to try her out for size."

I started to move back and forth taking him more easily as I started to fuck him with my sphincter. I felt full and dirty and extremely wet between my legs. The pain had almost gone after a few deep strokes.

"Fuck me slowly," I said, "I'll let you take control, but be gentle."

I moved forward and bent over the podium, with him still inside my ass. It was amazing how my muscles gripped him and pulled him with me. He started to fuck me, slowly. He was pulling almost all the way out and then all the way back in until I felt myself loosening up again, like I did with Charmi's toys.

"Harder," I said.



He started banging into me his balls slapping against my wet lips. I was just starting to enjoy it when he pulled out and the table spun round.

Blue Eyes wiped his cock around my labia and butt crack, coating himself in lube and my juice and pushed into me. He felt smaller, but I knew he was the same size. He wasted no time in fucking me hard and fast, gripping my hips and pulling me onto his cock. I reached down and started to stimulate my clit. It was bigger than ever before, engorged with blood and lust. I opened my mouth and took Shaved Head in, timing my sucking with Blue Eyes thrusting. The pain was gone and it felt amazing to have a real man fucking my ass. Several more strokes and I was passed on again.



Abs stuck his dick in my pussy first, as he squirted a huge amount of lube onto my bumhole.

"Let's see how her ass feels," he snorted.

He pulled out of my cooch and teased my butthole, just pushing the tip in and out an inch or so to break my seal.

"Mmmmmm fuck. She is a tight little slut isn't she," he moaned.

He pushed in so hard it made me lurch forward. Pony Tail took the opportunity and stuffed my face full of strawberry flavoured cock. He held my head and pumped my mouth as Abs did the same to my rear. It was amazing how my anus had adapted so quickly to having cocks shoved up it. If I'd know it would be like this I would have done anal years ago. It wasn't long before I got passed on again.



Shaved Head went straight in without hesitation and started banging me hard. Wet slapping noise filled the room as he fucked me like his life depended on it. Another strawberry cock filled my mouth and sucked away like a common little whore.

"You filthy fucking skank Kajal," said Charmi, "Look at you, taking cocks at both ends like a fucking anal whore."

I looked across at her and smiled and then got back to sucking Blue Eyes' dick.

"She's enjoying this way too much guys, start treating her like the whore she is. She's just a collection of fuck holes for your enjoyment. Start passing her round and get rough with her. She likes it rough. Act as though you're gang raping her, she fucking loves it."



The four of them went into a frenzy. Shaved head pulled out and rammed it into my pussy a few times and then back in my ass. Blue Eyes slapped his cock against my forehead and then rammed it down my throat. Two or three thrusts each and I was spun round to the next pair.

"That's better," said Charmi, "Rape the bitch."

Abs pulled my hair, yanking my head back and forcing himself into my mouth. Pony Tail fucked me hard, alternating between my holes. Pussy, ass, pussy ass. I was in ecstasy, rubbing my clit for all I was worth. I had not been treated this rough during sex before. I felt helpless and out of control. They could do what they wanted to me. The feeling was overwhelming and I knew I'd climax hard pretty soon.

"Gooooood," cooed Charmi, encouraging them, "Rape her ass, treat her like a fuck doll."

I was spun again, Blue Eyes thrust into me the same way Pony Tail had. It was a new game for them, pussy ass, pussy ass. I was spun again. Pussy, ass, pussy, ass. I was spun again onto Shaved Head. He rammed into me over and over and I knew he was going to be the first person to ever cum in my ass. I felt him thrust twice more and then he exploded inside me. I felt his hot spunk splattering the inside of my rectum. I tightened my anus and held him in, feeling his cock pulse over and over. My clit was on fire and I knew I was close to orgasm. He finally slipped out of me, with a small trickle of cum running down to my pussy.



Charmi saw what was happening and congratulated him.

"Oh yes! Well done, cum in that bitches ass," she squawked.

"She's a fucking dirty bitch," said Shaved Head, as he walked over to the leather sofa, wiping his cock.

I picked up the butt plug and shoved inside my snatch, feeling it stretch me open until the larger section was inside me. My pussy closed around the neck and went back to rubbing my clit, trying to get off before they all did.

The remaining three guys passed me round over and over, abusing my ass with a stroke each and then passing me on, just as they had with my cunt. Penetrating me over and over. I was about to cum hard, when they suddenly stopped.

I was lifted off the turntable by all three of them, almost fighting over me. Pony Tail laid on the floor and I was picked up by the other two by my legs and impaled on his cock. It slipped into my ass with no resistance and they held me there in mid-air as he raised his hips, slamming into my ass.



"Yes guys, great idea," gasped Charmi, sounding excited, "so fucking hot."

Pony Tail supported me under my armpits and then gently leaned me back until I was lying with my back on his chest. The other two let go and fought for domination as to who was going to fuck my pussy. Abs won the contest, pulled the plug from my pussy, getting between my slippery legs and ramming his cock inside me. I felt so tight it was unbelievable. A cock in my ass and one in my pussy made me feel ultra-full and I went to town on my clit. Pony Tail clawed at my tits roughly as I was violated in both my fuck holes at once. Blue Eyes was left with my mouth to fill, so he grabbed me round the throat and stuffed it between my willing lips.



"That's it. Make the bitch airtight," sneered Charmi, "Abuse the little slut."

If Charmi wanted it to look like I was a girl being raped, I think this was a close as it gets. Blue Eyes must have had the same thought as he started to erupt into my mouth. Shot after shot of thick creamy man juice coated my tongue. I opened my mouth as he withdrew and showed it to Charmi with the camera. I didn't' hold it there for long, I was desperate to swallow such a big load and wasted no time in gulping it down. I showed Charmi my empty mouth and she moved down to my other two holes to film the action.



The cum hitting my stomach must have triggered me. I rubbed as fast as I could on my oversized bud and started to clamp my pussy and ass as I finally climaxed. It was a huge orgasm, maybe the biggest I'd experienced. My pussy gushed and my ass pulsed in time with my orgasmic waves. I felt my pussy fill with warm spunk as Abs emptied his load into my pulsating snatch. I was screaming with pleasure and still cumming when he pulled out. His thick load plopped out of my cunt onto Pony Tails cock as he continued to assault my anus.



"Rape my dirty ass," I screamed, still cumming hard, "Fill my ass with your hot load."

He grunted a couple of times and finally let it go in my anal cavity. Hot sticky jizz plastered my rectal walls as my ass contracted over and over increasing the sensations for both of us. My pussy was squirting like an ejaculating cock in time with my contractions. His balls were finally drained and my climax subsided. I lay on top of him for a moment with his dick still inside me. My cunt was running like a tap, from Abs' cum and my own.

I pushed off Pony Tail and he slid out of me, still hard. I rolled off him and lay on the floor in a euphoric afterglow.



"Oh God, she's a fucking freak," said Pony Tail, obviously impressed with my performance.

He walked off with Abs and Blue eyes, back to the chairs.

Charmi stuck the camera in my face.

"You fucking anal slut," she said, "Poor Kajal taking a double penetration and a cock in the mouth, all in one sitting. What a fucking filthy bitch."

Her insulting me wasn't going to wipe the huge smile off my face, in fact it made me grin even more. I giggled, still breathing hard with my eyes closed.







I eventually opened my eyes to see her putting the camera on the floor and switching off the remaining cameras.

"OK guys," she said, addressing the men in the seating area, "We're all finished here, you can go."

The four men got up and left without speaking to me. I regained some self-control and got up and sat on the edge of the turntable. My ass and pussy felt sore and swollen from the brutal fucking I had just received.

Charmi finished up with the cameras and came across and sat next to me.

"How was it?" she asked, sounding concerned and back into 'nice Charmi' mode.

"Incredible, I should have tried anal years ago, I never knew it was such an intense feeling."

"I told you."



"The pain was only temporary, but I hope there's no lasting damage to my anus. They really did give me a rough fucking."

"The swelling and soreness will go down in a couple of days, then you'll be good as new," she said reassuring me and putting her hand on my thigh, "I needed you to take a rough pounding for the cameras, we still have our clients to think about. They really like you Kajal."

"Glad to hear it," I said, sarcastically, "Are we done now?"

"In here? Yes," she said, looking around the room, "But let's go back to your room shall we."

She winked at me and spread her legs open.

"Feel how wet I am now," she said, raising her skirt a little.

I saw a flash of her Butt plug, still in place as I slid my finger inside her snatch.

"Mmmmmm you juicy slut," I said, sucking my finger, "let's go."

We walked back to my room and she locked the door behind us.



"Here we are again Kajal, all alone," she said, seductively.

"I feel really sore Miss Charmi, I'm not sure I can take another fucking."

"That's OK sweetie, you don't have to, but I want you to fuck me."

"How? Do you want me to go down on you or use my fingers, " I asked, still horny despite my discomfort.

She walked over to her case and picked up a black leather harness with two large dildos attached to it.

"Put this on and fuck me with it, but eat my pussy first, I know you're dying to taste me."

She handed me the strap on, stripped off and got on the bed. The pillows were still in position, stacked up from I had used them earlier. She bent over them showing me her glistening vulva and her plugged ass.

I stepped into the strap on. It was like a pair of crotchless panties, but made of stiff leather. I had used one before with Jemma, but this one was different. It had a very thick pink, rubber cock, about eight inches long and then a thinner cock of the same length above it. I pulled the straps tight and admired my new attire in the mirror.

"A double strap on? Wow, I've not seen one like this before," I said excitably.

"It's going to feel so good to have you drill both my holes at the same time," said Charmi, spreading her legs for me, "My cunts been dying for a feed since you got here. Come up here and taste my pussy properly."



That was all the invitation I needed. I jumped on the bed and went straight for her honey pot. I lapped away at her juicy lips working down to her clit. My face was soaked in seconds as I ate her pussy like a ripe melon. She responded by pushing back into my face and moaning loudly.

"Oooooh god Kajal I need this so badly. Eat me out."

I pulled her plug in and out stretching her bumhole with the wider part of the toy. Her pussy was so engorged with blood it made her lips and clit look like they were ready to burst. Her cooch was gaping slightly and I had no trouble sliding my tongue inside her and devouring her velvety hole. She was going to cum hard when I got her there, I knew that for sure. I sucked her clit, licked and sucked her labia and continued to pull on her plug, getting her ass nice and warmed up for what I was about to do to her.

"I can't take any more," she panted, "stick it in me. Fill my dirty holes."



I got behind her, understanding why this view was so hot for guys. I pulled her plug out and lined my two cocks up with her holes as she presented herself to me. Her ass hole was slick with lube and her love juice from her overhydrated pussy. I was about to push in when she looked back at me. I paused.

"Don't be gentle Kajal, fuck me hard," she said, looking sexier than I have ever seen her, "I want it to feel like you're raping me. Rough me up like the guys did to you. Rape my slutty holes."

I didn't know what to say. I had never used violence during sex, but I knew what it felt like to be on being on the receiving end. I wasn't sure what to do. In the end I just grabbed her by the hips and rammed both cocks into her as hard as I could.

"Take my cocks you filthy little cunt." I shouted, slapping her ass hard.



I pulled all the way out and watched her holes close shut. I drove back in, not really lining up this time. The shafts found their targets and pierced her body.

She cried out with a shriek of pain. I did it again, out and back in.

"That's it. Fuck me. Treat me like a fuck doll. Hurt me."

I did it again. Pushing in even harder. She fell forward on the bed and the pillows collapsed beneath her. I was still inside her. I pulled her hips back and dragged her off the bed so I was standing and she was bending forward.

"Touch your toes, slut," I commanded, pushing her head down.

She obeyed and bent forward with her head down near her feet. I trapped her head between the foot of the bed and her shins so she couldn't move. I thrust in and out of her hard and fast. Fucking her over and over, making her feel the pain of the initial penetration.



"This bitches need raping when they're as dirty as you are, " I said, slapping her ass hard and leaving a hand print.

"Yes Kajal," she whimpered.

"Yes. That's right, I'm in charge of your cunt and ass now, you whore."

I fucked her hard and deep.

"Fuck me harder," she panted, "is that all you've got?"

"You insubordinate fuck bitch." I said.

I pulled out, smacked her ass as hard as I could and pushed her by her hips, making her somersault onto the bed. She landed on her back with her legs up near her head. I jumped on her keeping her legs pushed back and slapped her tits.



She grinned defiantly so I slapped her clit instead.

"Ow fuck! Yes that's it, hurt me Miss Kajal. Punish me."

She spread her legs wide apart and I slapped her pussy hard. It was red and swollen, but she insisted on more.

"Punish me. Hurt me. Rape me Miss Kajal. Teach this slut a lesson."

Now she was on her back, her ass and pussy were reversed. This meant that, as I lined my strap on up with her, the thicker cock was now going to go in her ass and the thinner one in her pussy.

"Little bitch wants punishing does she?" I hissed, slapping her cunt again.

"Ow. Yes. Fuck me hard. Make it hurt."

"Ok. You asked for it."

I pushed hard, feeling the resistance of her ass round the thicker dildo. At first I thought she wouldn't take it, but then her anus suddenly gave way and it went in as far as it could.



I thought she was going to burst her lungs. She screamed so loud. I stopped and let her get used to it.

"Don't stop! Fuck me with it you stupid bitch," she snapped, slapping her clit and rubbing it to get herself off.

"How dare you talk to me like that," I snapped.

I braced her hips and pulled the fat cock out of her ass and then straight back in. Impaling her pussy with the smaller one at same time. She screamed again.

I penetrated her repeatedly, over and over as she started to climax violently underneath me. She bucked and rolled on the bed like she was having a fit as she screamed in ecstasy and rubbed her clit furiously.

"Rape me. Rape me. Rape me," she cried, over and over, in time with my thrusting, until she was finally spent and she pushed me off.



The fat cock pulled out of her ass and I looked down at her ruined holes. Her pussy was red raw and swollen. Her ass stayed gaping from the huge cock, but it was slowly returning to its original size as I sat there watching it. I could see inside her rectum, it was red and looked painful. It finally closed shut in slow motion.

She was shivering on the bed, looking like a druggy who just had their fix.

I lay next to her and pushed her over so I could spoon her. I kissed her neck softly and moved her hair out of her face. It was wet and matted and sticking to her cheek.

"Are you alright?" I asked, wondering if I'd gone too far.



"I'm perfect," she sighed, closing her eyes, "that's exactly what I needed Kajal."

"I thought I'd hurt you or something. That was insane what I did to you."

"I've had worse, believe me." she sighed, snuggling back towards me.

"Is your ass going to be OK?"

"It'll be fine by the morning."

"Where the hell did that come from, " I asked, sounding astonished.

"What can I say. Seeing you take those cocks like that made me wild with desire. I needed to feel violated, like you were."

"Even so, I thought I was a little too rough."

"I told you I've had worse."

I wanted to know how much worse, but thought better of it.



We lay there in each other's arms for a few minutes. My pussy and ass were throbbing and I imagined hers were too, but more so. I couldn't believe I fucked her so roughly, I had surprised myself. I was busy thinking about her pain when she finally spoke.

"Will you stay the night with me?" she asked, turning her head slightly, but keeping her eyes closed.

Her request came from nowhere and surprised me.

"Errr... Sure...Yeah if you want me to."

"It'll be nice to wake up together, don't you think?"

I cuddled up to her.

"Mmmhhhmmm," I cooed.

"Good girl. Let's get some sleep I think we both need it."

I reached over and turned the lights out and we snuggled under the sheets. She was half asleep already. I kissed her softly and wanted to say more to her, but didn't know how.

I eventually drifted off to sleep with her in my arms, feeling content, spent and at peace.





Mouni and I had decided to go our separate ways. I was fed up of her constantly working and never getting to see her. We cared for each other, but it just wasn't going to work. We wanted different things from life. She was all about her career and I was all about enjoying myself. We had made love one last time, in our usual loving and sensual way, which was a nice way to say goodbye. It made a nice change from the brutal, rough fucking I had received at Charmi's facility and the one I had given to her.



That was five weeks ago and I was now alone in my apartment and free to enjoy having sex with men again. I had had a few one night stands and had astonished my lovers with my new found skills. They couldn't believe how filthy I was and the things I would do to them or let them do to me. I had Charmi to thank for that. Control though sex was a powerful thing.

I was wondering what else she could teach me, when my phone suddenly buzzed on the coffee table.

Bing! Bing!

I picked it up and it was a text from an unknown number. It read:-

'Sliver people carrier. North end of street. 1Millions'

I text back.

'???'

Bing! Bing!

'Don't be late'

I understood the message, but didn't know what 1Millions was all about. It was nine thirty so I guessed I'd find out in a couple of hours.

I showered and settled down with a cup of coffee while the hours ticked by. I was feeling nervous and wondered why Charmi would contact me, it was usually the other way around.



At eleven twenty five I locked up and walked to the end of the street. There was the familiar Silver vehicle waiting for me. The door slid open as I approached and I was pulled inside by the bodyguard. The door was closed and we drove off. He passed me the satin sack and I put it on my head as a blindfold, without being asked.

We eventually arrived at the facility and I was ushered into the same room I had been in before. My blindfold was removed and the bodyguard left.

I remembered back to five weeks ago, when I was last there. I had been anally fucked by four guys on a turntable. They treated me like a series of orifices, taking it in turns to abuse all three of my holes. It was an incredible experience and I hoped I was there for something similar.



I had gone back to the room with Charmi afterwards and I had given her a brutal fucking of my own, using a double cocked strap on, to drill her pussy and ass at the same time. It was extremely erotic and I had made her cum hard. We had spent the night together and it had been nice to wake up in her arms. We had kissed and stroked each other's bodies lovingly. We were both too sore for anything else and ended up washing each other gently in the shower and then I went home and she stayed to work.



Now I was back again waiting to see what surprises she had in store for me this time and what the money was all about.

I didn't have to wait long. The door flew open and Charmi walked in with a large, thin brown envelope. She threw it on the bed and cupped my cheeks, kissing me hard on the lips. I responded and reached down to her sensational ass and squeezed it gently.

"Missed you," she said, pulling away.

"You too," I said, stepping back to admire her amazing body.

She was in her business clothes as usual. Black short skirt, white blouse, ankle boots. She looked gorgeous.



"Have you bothered wearing any panties today Miss Charmi?" I asked, giving her a naughty smile.

"Now, that would be telling, wouldn't it?" she said, pulling me close and kissing me again.

I delved my hand up the back of her skirt, feeling for her underwear. I found a flimsy lace thong beneath her skirt and sighed in disappointment.

"Tease," I said, pushing her away.

"What sort of woman do you think I am?" she laughed. "Of course I'm wearing panties."

"I know exactly what sort of woman you are. A very slutty woman, that's what sort."

She moved away flicking her hair over her shoulder, trying to look sweet and innocent. She sat on the edge of the bed with the envelope next to her.



"Enough flirting," she said, more seriously. "I have a proposition for you Kajal."

"I thought as much."

I sat down next to her.

"How would you like to earn money tonight?"

I sat back in amazement.

"What?... How?..."

"Someone wants to fuck you, that's how."

"What?... Who?..."

I was open mouthed.



"One of our very important and wealthy clients. That's who."

"How does he even know who I am?"

"He's seen your films and **censored** handsomely for the privilege. He really likes you and has asked if he can spend the night with you, here, tonight."

"Tonight? That's not much notice. What does he look like?"

She passed me the envelope. Inside were some photos of an older man in a grey suit. He was ruggedly handsome and extremely well groomed. I would have certainly given him a second glance in the street. Maybe even a third. He was slim, looked in good shape and had dark hair with flecks of grey. I guessed he was late forties early fifties, but it was difficult to tell, he had aged well.

"Since when did I become a prostitute?" I asked, putting the photos back in the envelope and holding them out to Charmi.

"It's not like that. You can fuck him for free if it makes you feel better. It's not like he's some fat ugly guy. He's gorgeous and well presented. He pays us a lot of money and we want to keep him happy."

"I'm not just some fuck doll, you can whore out to clients," I snapped, throwing the envelope on her lap and getting up.

"Kajal, we both know what you are."

"Oh! Do we? What I am then?"



"You let five guys cum in your pussy. You let thirty guys cum all over you. You fucked your sisters ass and licked her pussy and made her cum. You took four cocks in your ass one after another. You fucked me so hard with a strap on that I could hardly walk the next day. That tells me what you are."

"A fucking whore?" I asked.

"No. Not a whore. Well maybe a bit, but you're more than that. You were born to fuck. You have the body for it and the mind. You've never shied away from anything we've made you do. You've embraced it and gave it more that was required. You are a sensational, gorgeous, wild, living sex toy. I've never met anyone like you."

She got up and stroked my back as I turned away from her, feeling angry, but also embarrassed.

"You're amazing at sex, that's all there is to it. This guy knows that and wants to reward you."

"By fucking me for money?"

"Yes and no. Don't you want some cock Kajal? It's been five weeks. Why not make some money out of enjoying a nice fat cock inside you."

She was trying to sound seductive to get me interested. It was working.



"Do you know he's got a nice fat cock or are you guessing?" I asked, turning to look her in the eye.

She backed up and put her hands about twelve inches apart, emphasizing his size.

"Fucking huge," she said, nodding and smiling.

"Twelve inches?"

"Ten and a half actually."

I felt my panties moisten.

"Fuck! That is huge," I said.

"Ten and a half inches of shaved, uncut cock, big heavy balls, full of cum just for you."

"You dirty bitch," I giggled. "You know just how to get me."

"So you'll do it?"

"Is he a heavy cummer?" I asked, licking my lips.



"Natalie's fucked him. She said he cums bucket loads. He fucked her twice actually in the same night."

"Natalie's fucked him? Why doesn't he just fuck her again then?"

"He wants you. He specifically asked for you."

"2 million," I said.

"What?"

"Tell him I'll do it for 2 million or not at all."

"I'll ask him then, but I'm not promising anything. Wait here I'll be right back."

She smacked my ass playfully and left the room.

I had nervous energy now. I was walking around the room not able to sit still. I squished my thighs together feeling the dampness between my legs. I was getting turned on already and I hadn't even met the guy yet. I picked up the envelope again and thumbed through the photos. He really was a nice looking man. Older than I'd go for, but still gorgeous. The fact he had a massive cock and came like a fountain was all the persuasion I needed.

Charmi came back after five minutes with another envelope in her hand.

"You should have asked for more Kajal," she laughed, raising her eyebrows. "He didn't bat an eye."

"He'll pay me ?" I asked excitably.

"Yep. No problem. Here you go."

She threw me the envelope. It was a check.

"Holy fuck!" I gasped and threw myself backwards onto the bed.

"He wants you in twenty minutes, we better dress you up for him."

"What's wrong with what I'm wearing?" I asked, looking down at my yoga pants and t-shirt.

"Nothing if you're going to the gym," she mocked. "He has expensive tastes and wants an expensive looking girl."

"So what am I going to wear?"

"Ah! We'll go shopping Kajal. Come with me to the dressing room."

I followed her out of the door and down the corridor. She stopped outside another door, opened it and we went inside.

I was in a large room full of clothes on hangers. It looked like a small shop with fitting rooms and mirrored walls.

"What the fuck?" I whispered out loud, in drawn out words.

"Welcome to the dressing room," announced Charmi, raising her arms and spinning round, as though she was giving a guided tour.

"Whose is all this stuff?" I asked.

"The facilities. We are well funded. Take whatever you want. When you're finished put it in the laundry chute in the corner." She pointed to a silver funnel at the far end of the room.

I walked round the room in awe of the amount of clothing that was there. The room was laid out in sections. There was a lingerie section, foot wear, jeans, yoga pants, dresses, suits, shirts, trousers, jewellery you name it, they had it. Next I passed a sex toy section full of dildos, strap-ons, vibrators, butt plugs and other items I didn't recognise.

Charmi stopped at some of the first clothes racks and was sorting through them, looking for something for me to wear. I carried on perusing the racks. I found an array of uniforms for police, soldiers, school girls, nurses and doctors to name but a few. Down the end of the room was fetish wear, leather suits, rubber suits and even adult baby rompers.

I picked up the school girl outfit and held it up to my body for sizing.

"What do you think?" I asked Charmi. "Would you like to see me dressed as a schoolgirl?"

"Only if you wore virgin white, schoolgirl knickers with it and then peed yourself in front of me." She said in a matter of fact tone, not looking up from the clothing rack.

"Really?" I asked. "That would do it for you?"

"Of course, you know I have a pee fetish, but there's no time for that today."

"Wow!" I said, picking up a pair of white, full back panties. "Maybe I could give it a go."

I held them over my waist and pretended to squat, making a pssssss sound, as though I was urinating.

"Kajal! Concentrate! Stop messing about and come over here," she said sternly. "We can come and play dress up another day, we've not got long."

I put the items back on the rack and bounded over to her.



"What have you found?" I asked, like an excited puppy.

She started handing things to me.

"Take this...a pair of these...this matches the panties...these boots..."

She looked at me all loaded up, like a child on a shopping trip.

"...I think that's it, strip off and get changed in the fitting room or just do it here, it's up to you."

"Don't you want to undress me," I asked, looking slutty, trying to entice her to play.

"No time. Hurry up. Play time will be another day."

I dumped the pile of clothes back in her arms and took my T shirt off, kicking off my boots at the same time. I wasn't wearing a bra. I pulled my yoga pants down and stood in front of her in just my panties. She was watching me undress.

"Panties too Kajal," she said, smiling at my naked breasts.

I slowly wiggled out of my knickers, with her watching my every move.



"Fucking hell Kajal are you already wet down there?" she asked, looking at the gusset of my wet panties as they hit the floor.

"Just a bit," I said, flicking them with my foot in her direction.

She caught them in mid-air and examined the crotch. It was slimy as she ran her fingers over the fabric.

"He's in for a good night with you," she laughed. "He's a lucky bastard. Wait until he sees how juicy you are."

I giggled and started to get dressed. First I put on the white lace thong, that she had passed to me. I pulled it up slowly and adjusted it round my large labia to make sure I was tucked in. Then I put on the matching strapless, balcony bra, which was almost see through it was so thin. I thought all the gear must have been hellishly expensive, I could feel the quality of it. I stood there in my virgin white lingerie and gave her a twirl.

"Perfect," said Charmi. "Sexy little slut."

She passed me a white, slinky cocktail dress.

"Put this on, let's see if it fits."

I unzipped the back and stepped into it. I pulled it up onto my shoulders and turned so Charmi could zip me up. She did it without me asking her. The dress was extremely short, just covering my ass, and left very little room for movement. It had wide shoulder straps and a balcony style bust area similar to the bra. It showed my cleavage, but not too much. It fitted like a glove, quite literally, as though it was designed and made just for me.

"Boots too," said Charmi.

I tried to pull on the left boot.

"Too small," I said, passing it back.

"I'll get another size," she said, walking over to the footwear section.

She came back with a new pair and I pulled them on. They were a better fit. The boots were white, matt, leather and came up to just above my knees. They had a long zip up the side, which I pulled up. I straighten my dress, which had rode up slightly and I stood in front of the mirror.

"Wowzers! Do I look like a sexy minx, or do I look like a sexy minx?"

"I think he might lose his load in his shorts when he sees you," she laughed, coming up behind me. "That's what a thousand pounds worth of clothing does for you."

"How much?" I exclaimed. "I've never worn such expensive clothes."

"They're on loan, but if he decides to rip them off you, don't worry about it," she giggled.



I continued turning side to side enjoying my new look. Charmi put her arms round my waist from behind and kissed my neck.

"You can wear that for me sometime, if you'd like. You look so damn sexy," she whispered. "Maybe we could go for a meal somewhere together."

I turned and kissed her lips.

"Mmmhhhhhmm I'd love that."

She pulled away, looking me up and down with a puzzled look on her face.

"You need a couple of finishing touches Kajal."

She walked down the dressing room to a jewellery section and came back with a necklace made of large white pearls.

She undid the clasp and put it round my neck from behind. After closing the clasp she stood in front of me and looked at me again.

"A pearl necklace?" I asked, giving her a knowing look. "Really? You dirty bitch."

"Not that sort of pearl necklace Kajal," she laughed. "He likes pearls, that's all."

"If you say so."

"One more thing required," she said, moving closer.

She pulled my dress up, and pushed her hand inside my thong. Her fingers quickly found my overhydrated pussy and she dipped two fingers inside me. I gasped at her sudden attention and was starting to enjoy her fingering me when she stopped and pulled them out. She held them up to the light, looking at my stringy, wetness on her fingers. She gently moved my hair behind my ears with her other hand and wiped my love juice onto my neck, both sides. Then she wiped her fingers across my chest and down to my cleavage.

"Pheromones," she said. "Just a hint of your musky scent on your pulse points and breasts. This will drive him wild and he won't know why. Just a little trick of mine."

She sucked the residue from her fingers and then stepped back to look at me one last time.

"You're ready," she said. "Let's go."

I suddenly felt nervous again, my stomach was in knots. The fun with Charmi was over and I was about to prostitute myself for the first time in my life. I looked like a well presented classy, sexy lady, but I felt like a cheap whore.

"I don't even know his name," I said, walking towards the door.



"It's Ethan , he's forty nine and one of our biggest clients."

We walked down the corridor, further down that I'd been previously. The carpet was plush and smelt like a show home. We stopped outside the last door on the right.

"Have fun Kajal. Take this opportunity to practice your seduction techniques. Remember you said to me you wanted to have greater control of men, now's your chance to try it out."

"What if he doesn't like me?"

"He asked for you to remember. He'll do more than like you. Just be your usual slutty self."

She opened the door and ushered me inside. She didn't follow me in, she just closed the door behind me, gently and I was alone in my new surroundings.

The room was dimly lit, completely different to the filming studios I had been in before. It was warm and welcoming. In the middle of the room was a large double bed, with white satin sheets. The bed had a modern metal frame, with railings at the foot and head of the mattress. It looked comfy, but I didn't think I'd be doing much sleeping on it.

In the corner of the room there was a bar. It had bottles of spirits and wine on the counter top and was lit with trendy LED lighting. Next to the bar were two plush leather arm chairs facing each other and a matching three seater sofa.

There was movement from one of the chairs and a man got up to greet me as I approached.

"You must be Kajal," he said, holding out his hand. His voice was soft, but powerful.

"Pleased to meet you Sir, you must be Mr Green," I held out my hand.

He took it and kissed the back of it gently.

"Please. Call me Ethan, Kajal. This isn't a job interview."

"OK. Ethan, it's nice to meet you," I said, repeating myself.

He smiled at my nervousness.

"You look stunning. Absolutely beautiful. Everything I hoped for and more. You look even better than you do on film."

His voice was almost hypnotizing.

"Thank you," I said. "You're not too bad yourself. You look younger than you do in your photos."

"Would you like a glass of Champagne?" he asked, guiding me to the bar.

"Only if you're having one."

"Ah, sorry. I've already started without you," he replied, handing me a glass of bubbly and picking up his own half empty glass.

"Cheers."

We clinked glasses.

"Take a seat," he said, gesturing to the arm chair.

"Thank you."

I smoothed my super short dress down and sat on the edge of the chair, giving him my full attention. He waited until he was seated, like a true gentleman. He was wearing black trousers and a dark grey shirt and matching tie. He was pristine as though he had just stepped out of a catalogue.

He sat down opposite me about two feet away, his eyes sparkled in the dim light as I caught him looking at my toned thighs.

"Stunning," he said, realising I'd caught him looking.

"I work out most days. I like to take pride in my appearance."

"So I see."



He was a confident man, but seemed out of his comfort zone somehow. Maybe he was nervous too. I thought I'd try and take control and move the conversation towards my stronger points. Being dirty and seductive.

I stroked the stem of my wine glass, as it rested on my knee. Quite subtle, but he noticed.

"Is it legs that excite you?" I asked seductively.

"Your legs are very sexy and slender. Yes they excite me."

"Or maybe you prefer what's in between my legs?" I asked, parting them ever so slightly, but not enough to reveal anything.

"You don't waste any time do you?"

"I don't know what you mean. I just asked you a question, that's all," I smiled coyly.

"I mean you don't waste time with small talk. I've seen your films, you love to talk dirty."

"Sometimes. We can talk about the weather instead if you'd like. I don't mind."

"No. Carry on. Let's see how you handle a dirty conversation with a real person, rather than the male models that you've been with on film. They don't talk much do they?"

"I guess not. They just like to say nasty things to me. Calling me a slut or a whore, or commenting on my lady parts."

"I know, I've seen them."

"Which film did you like best?" I asked, crossing my legs and giving him the tiniest flash of my panties.

"They were all good for different reasons," he said, sipping his champagne.

"You must have a favourite," I said, leaning forward to let him see my cleavage.



"I guess I liked seeing you take the eleven inch cock. The pained look on your face after you begged for it inside you."

I felt myself getting hot. He had seen my sexual prowess already and I felt naked in front of him, even though I was still fully clothed.

"I hear you're not far off that size yourself."

I uncrossed my legs and opened them enough to reveal my white knickers.

"Don't believe everything you hear. People exaggerate."

He glanced at my crotch.

"I'm sure they don't. Anything else you liked watching me do?"

"Seeing you covered in sperm was a huge turn on. You seem to quite like swallowing it. Most women don't like that, but you seem different somehow."

"Dirtier you mean, because I enjoy the taste of a man's spunk?"

"Do you enjoy it?" he asked, raising his eyebrows and keeping a calm tone.

"I love it. I genuinely do like the taste. No doubt I'll be swallowing yours later."

I took a long gulp of wine and swallowed it hard, licking my lips.

"Incredible," he gasped.

"Would you like me to swallow your load Ethan? Or would you prefer to cum inside me?"

He sat there in silence, starring into my eyes. His eyes seeing everything at once. All of me.

"Maybe you'd like to spray it all over my naked body? Maybe all over my breasts or my belly, or my face."

He still said nothing. I leaned back and spread my legs further apart, with no subtlety. There was no way he didn't see my underwear now.

"Maybe you'd like to blow your load in my ass?"

"Where would you like me to do it?" he asked, still not reacting to my slutty behaviour. He was calm and in control.

"Anywhere you like. You're the one paying."

"You don't like the fact I'm paying you for this, do you?"

"I'm sure I'll enjoy it," I laughed, taking another swig of champagne.

"I'd have **censored** 3 Millions," he said.

"I'd have done it for free," I replied, trying to gain power over the argument. "Especially if it's true about the size of your cock."

"Do you get horny talking like that?" he asked.

"Like what?"

"Like a slut."

"Maybe," I shrugged. "Do you get hard when I talk like a slut?"

"What do you think?" he said, still in control.

I flicked my hair over my shoulder, closed my legs and leant forward again.

"I think you're getting hard. I think you want to see me naked. I think you want me to tease you and talk dirty to you. I think you want to watch me suck your cock."

"You think correctly Kajal, but we have all night so let's not rush it."

I drained my glass and held it out to him.

"Want to fill me up?" I asked, biting my bottom lip.

He took my glass and stood up. I tried to catch a glimpse of his package, but the angle was wrong. He filled my glass expertly, not spilling a drop or allowing it to overflow as it fizzed. He was a sophisticated man and oozed confidence.

He wasn't rising to my innuendo. He stood in front of me and passed me the glass. His crotch was now at eye level. His trousers were tight in all the right places. There was definitely a bulge down there, but he wasn't hard yet. I imagined his tight underwear would be keeping it in check. He sat back down.

"What else do you think I like?" he asked, sipping from his glass.

"I think you like my tight, firm, young body."

"Go on," he said, "let's see if you can really talk dirty and figure out what I like."

"Men are always visual, they like to watch. I think you'd like to see me throat you. All ten inches of you. Seeing my lips wrapped around it. Watching me struggle to take it all. Seeing me drooling saliva as my body tries to reject your shaft from my throat."



He shifted in his chair. Only slightly, but I noticed. I was starting to get to him.

"Would it make you feel powerful? Seeing me on my knees while you fuck my slutty mouth?"

"We'll soon see. Won't we."

"Or maybe you'd like to watch me masturbate? See my finger, my tight little pussy in front of you. Watch me rub my throbbing clit while I moan with pleasure. Watch me get myself to the point of orgasm and then stopping, teasing myself."

"Wow! That would be a sight to behold," he said. "Do you like masturbating in front of men?"

"I like a lot of things."

The sexual tension was so intense. We both wanted to fuck, but we both wanted to deny ourselves of it. Teasing each other, teasing ourselves. Wondering who would break first.

"Or maybe you'd like to see me undress slowly. Watching me reveal my pert young tits. Watch me caress them and push them into your face. Feeding my nipples into your mouth."

"You're good Kajal," he said. "Very good in fact. So dirty and descriptive."

"Getting hard are we?"

"Maybe. Keep going."

"Ok." I sipped from my glass. "I think you'd like to eat my twenty three year old pussy. Nice and young and tight and wet. Taste my meaty lips, suck on my clit. Feel me respond as I grind it into your face. I could spread my lips open for you with my fingers as you tongue fuck me."

"Tight and wet eh? Is it tight and wet?"

"Why don't you come and find out?"

"Patience Kajal. Keep going with your filthy talk."

"I know you're fucking hard now Ethan. I can almost smell the sex coming off you."

He shifted in his chair again.

"You want me to come over there and straddle you on that chair. Grind my pussy into your bulging trousers. Maybe I'd leak a little juice from my knickers and stain your trousers. Then you'd know how fucking juicy my cunt is. You could unzip my dress and suck on my tits as I undo your trousers and take your cock out. I could pull my panties to the side and slide you inside me. You'd feel me open and willing as I accept you inside my slippery fuck hole."

"Why don't you take those boots off Kajal?" he said, looking up and down my legs.

I had obviously got to him.

I put my glass down and stood up in front of him. I didn't bother smoothing my dress down. It had rode up enough to see the bottom of my underwear, but I knew he didn't mind. I moved closer to him and put my knee between his legs and pushed them apart. I stretched my left leg out past his head and put my foot on the back rest next to his right ear. He had a perfect view of the flimsy piece of fabric that was all there was between my pussy and his gaze. I slowly reached down and pulled the zip down on my boot as I bent forward. I pulled my foot out and threw the boot over the back of his chair. I placed my bare foot on his chest and gently dragged it down to his waist, across his lap and down his thigh. I avoided the obvious bulge in his pants.

"Don't you like my boots Ethan?" I asked, in a breathy voice.

"They're sexy as hell, but I prefer to see your legs."

I put my right boot next to his left ear and repeated the process. He glanced at my exposed crotch, which must have been glistening in the dim light. I knew my knickers were sodden and it must have been noticeable.



"Do you like my little panties? They don't cover much do they?"

"No they don't. They're so sexy," he gasped.

I undid my boot and it joined the other one. I repeated the dragging of my foot down his body, but I brushed it over his bulge this time. He was hard for sure, but definitely restricted from his underwear.

I straddled him in the chair, my knees either side of him. I was above him in a dominant position now as I flicked my hair over my shoulder, cupped his cheeks and kissed him softly on the lips. He felt warm and soft. He had no stubble and had just a hint of expensive aftershave.

"You want me to take control don't you Ethan? You want to feel dominated as I do what whores do to men."

"Yes. You know I'm already hard for you Kajal."

"I know, I felt it. I can't wait to feel you inside me, but I want something first."

"Name it," he said.

"Patience Ethan. We've got all night to remember."

I kissed him again softly, pushing my tongue into his mouth and finding his. He submitted and let my tongue explore inside. I bit his bottom lip and pulled away, letting it slip out of my lips and then I kissed him again. His arms were on the arm rests of the chair and he sat stock still. I stopped kissing him and sat on top of his thighs. I undid his tie slowly and threw it towards the bed. I positioned my hands on his chest and gripped his shirt.

"Is this shirt expensive?" I asked.

"Yes."

I ripped it open, buttons pinging off and onto the floor, exposing his chest.

"Oooops!" I said, putting my fingers to my mouth, like a naughty child.

"It's fine, I've got another one."

I slipped it off his shoulders, pulled it out of his waistband and threw it behind me. He had a nice body for is age. Well defined muscles and smooth skin.

"Looks like I'm not the only one who likes to stay in shape," I giggled.

"I do my best," he replied.

I kissed him again, my hands exploring his upper body, across his shoulders, down his arms. I grabbed his wrists and moved his hands and placed them on my waist, and pulled his face into my neck.

"Kiss my neck," I demanded softly.



He obeyed and nuzzled behind my ear, sucking gently on my neck.

"Mmmmm, that's it right there," I gasped, "you make me so fucking wet Ethan."

"God you smell good," he said, kissing me harder.

Charmi's pheromone trick seemed to be working. I giggled to myself inside.

"Mmmmm just think how nice my tight, young pussy smells."

I pushed his head back and kissed his lips again. Just once. I moved back and slowly pulled my shoulder straps down both sides.

"Unzip me," I said.

He reached behind me and pulled the zip down slowly. My dress went loose at the front and I put my arms in the air, inviting him to remove my dress. He pulled it over my head in one swift movement and threw it behind him.

I sat there in my bra and panties, letting him take in the view of my body. I felt in control of him. He'd do what I asked and wouldn't stop me doing things to him. This is what he'd wanted all along, to be dominated by me. He was about to get his wish.

"Do you like my body?"

"You're amazing," he gasped, sitting back slightly to take it all in.



"You like my perky tits? My flat stomach? My strong thighs?"

"Yes. Yes. All of you. You're so sexy Kajal."

I felt his cock twitching under my thigh. He was rock hard.

"Want me to suck your big fat cock?"

"Yes more than anything?"

"I told you I want something first."

"Name it."

I stood up on the chair and put one leg on the back rest. My panty clad pussy was inches from his face. He looked up between my legs as I towered above him.

"I want you to lick my pussy Ethan."

I pulled my knickers to the side to give him a viewing. He stretched up with his tongue out, but I moved just out of reach, teasing him.

"Do you like it?" I asked.

"Your pussy is beautiful," he said, "I bet it tastes as good as it looks."

"Mmmmm I bet you can smell my musky scent, can't you?"

"Oh my god yes. You're driving me wild."

"Look how fucking wet you've made me," I said, sliding a finger along my slit and pushing it into his mouth. "Taste it."

He sucked greedily on my finger. He couldn't take it anymore, he needed to eat me. He reached his hands up to the top of my hips and pulled my sopping quim onto his mouth. He started licking and kissing my labia, as though he was French kissing it. Softly and slowly he manipulated my generous lips with his tongue, groaning with pleasure as though he was eating forbidden fruit.

"Ooooh fuck Ethan. Do you like the taste of me?"

"Sweet and musky. You're delicious."



"Suck my clit. Eat my pussy. That's it."

His attention on my vulva was delivered with expertise. He was an experienced pussy eater, that was for sure. He licked with just enough pressure and in just the right spots. Licking me up and down between my outer lips and my thighs, teasing my clit, sucking on my inner lips and teasing my hole. He was incredible. I was getting juicer by the second and couldn't help but let out slow long moans as he devoured my woman hood.

"Oh fuck! You dirty boy! You know just how to eat a pussy don't you?"

He carried on licking me. My panties were starting to get in the way and I needed them gone, but without disturbing his actions. I reached down and poked my finger nails through the lace material and pulled hard. They started to rip with a lovely tearing sound. I kept pulling and tearing, but I wasn't strong enough. Ethan got the message and gripped the material in his strong hands and pulled hard. The flimsy garment ripped in half and hung on my left thigh. He pulled it again and ripped it from my body.

"That makes up for the shirt," he said.

I slid my leg down the back of the chair and put both hands on the arm rests. I lifted my other leg over the back of the chair and pushed my snatch into his face. His head was pinned against the backrest by my pussy. My head was in his lap, resting on his thighs.

"Eat my filthy cunt. Fuck me with your tongue, you dirty fucker."



He obeyed and I felt him part my lips and slip his tongue inside me. He slipped it in and out my slippery tunnel as he gently flicked my clit with his thumb. Little shock waves spread from my clit to my belly as my climax started to build. I didn't want to cum too quickly. I wanted the intensity of a slow building orgasm rather than a quick passionate one.

"Slow down, " I panted. "Don't make me cum yet."

"Cum in my face Kajal," he almost begged. "Please. I want you to cum in my face."

"No. Not yet. Slow down. Tease me."

He ignored me and kept lapping away at my pussy.

I dug my ankles into the back of his chair and spread my legs wider. I was now fully exposed to his flicking tongue and he slowed down his licking to tease me to orgasm. I arched my back and let go of the arm rests. The back of my head pushed into his lap as I reached up with both hands and spread my labia for him to delve further inside me. He licked me in full long strokes, ass to clit, occasionally dipping his tongue into my velvety fuck hole. I knew I couldn't hold off much longer and so did he. I rubbed my clit slowly and firmly knowing it was going to happen any second.

"Finger my asshole," I pleaded. "Make me cum."

He was in control of my body now. He dipped his finger in my pussy first, to lubricate it. Then he pushed it inside my bumhole up to his knuckle. The result was instantaneous. I came hard, grinding my vulva into his face and screaming to climax.



"Fuuuckkkk yeah. Make me cum. Eat that cunt."

I heard him moaning as he enjoyed the indescribable moment of a girl cumming in his face. I got wetter and wetter as the pleasure increased and my pussy pulsated and contracted. My ass squeezed around his finger and I wished it was his cock inside me.

"Oh Ethan Yes!"

"Yes!"

"Make me cum!"

I clamped my thighs tight round his neck as it started to subside. He must have been struggling to breath, as my pussy drenched his face. I felt light headed and short of breath.

"Stop. Stop. I'm going pass out."

I unclamped my thighs, kicked my leg over his head and sat in the armrest supporting myself on his shoulder.

"Fucking hell. You're good at licking pussy," I said, catching my breath.

"Glad you liked it."

I moved in front of him and got on my knees. I needed to pleasure him in return. I needed his cock between my lips and a mouthful of spunk.

"Stand up," I ordered.

He obeyed, wiping my juice from his face. I reached up and undid his belt. I pulled it free from the belt loops and threw it towards the bed. I looked up at him with wide sexy eyes, full of lust and undid his button. Then I unzipped his fly. His trousers dropped to his ankles and I swayed backwards at the sight before me.

He had lace panties on.

They were tight, black, lace, full back panties. His bulge looked even bigger in such a small garment. The panties contained him, but only just. I couldn't believe my eyes.



"You wear women's underwear?" I said, surprised and open mouthed, looking at his package.

"Yes. Everyday. It's a fetish of mine."

"Holy shit. You kinky fucker!"

"So you like them?"

Somehow he made it work. It looked so erotic to see such a huge hard cock, restrained by such a feminine item. A powerful man such as Ethan having a little kink like that was such a surprise to me. I imagined him in important meetings, wearing those panties underneath with no-one else knowing.

"They look amazing on you. I'm not just saying that. They really do."

I rubbed my hands round to his ass then down the back of his thighs. I moved them to the front and back up, cupping his balls. They felt large and heavy even though they were supported by his underwear. I finally allowed myself to touch his shaft. I rubbed gently across the lace fabric, feeling the heat from beneath. He was at least ten inches, just as Charmi had told me. I rubbed him up and down through the panties.

He moaned at my touch. I pulled away and put my hands behind my back.

"Show it to me," I ordered.

He pulled the front of his girly underwear down and tucked the waistband under his balls. His cock was magnificent. It jumped out at me, bobbing up and down. It was as long as my forearm and perfectly straight with his glans just poking out from his foreskin. He was super smooth with no shaving rash, so he must have been waxed to remove his pubic hair. Large veins stretched along his engorged shaft as he gripped it by the base. His balls looked like they needed emptying and I hoped he was a heavy cummer like Charmi had promised. He pulled his foreskin back revealing his swollen purple head. It was a little wider than his shaft and perfectly symmetrical. The skin from his glans to his shaft was stretched thin, showing me his sensitive frenulum.

It was my turn to be submissive.

"Feed me your cock," I pleaded, opening my mouth wide.

He pushed forward and I stuck my tongue out to greet him. His cock slid along my tongue and I allowed him into my throat in one easy movement. I closed my lips round his shaft and sucked hard. He stayed still for a moment enjoying the sight of his whore with a mouth full of his cock.

"You dirty slut!" he gasped. "You look incredible."



He pulled out slowly with a gush of saliva from my throat, which I spat onto his cock and balls.

"Do you like seeing me like this? On my knees with your cock in my mouth? Am I a good little slut?"

He said nothing, he just pushed it back in the same as before. Sliding across my tongue and into my throat.

He let out a long moan of pleasure and pulled out again just as slowly. Saliva poured from my mouth again and onto my bra and tits. I reached back and unclipped my bra and let it fall to the floor. He pushed back in again a little faster this time and then back out.

"You mouth feels so good," he whispered.

"Imagine what my cunt feels like," I said, kissing his tip.

I took control and pushed forward, taking him in again. I started to bob back and forth, fucking him with my mouth. My hands were still behind my back like a submissive slave, doing what I was good at. After five or six strokes I withdrew and spat all over his cock again. My boobs were glazed in my own drool and it was dripping off my chin. I must have looked so dirty. I certainly felt dirty.



I cupped my tits and moved them up to his balls. My nipples grazed his sack and I slipped his cock between my cleavage. I moved my slippery boobs up and down, exposing his glans with each downward movement. I did one long stroke pushing my tits together to make sure his foreskin was fully stretched. My tongue flicked out and licked his sensitive ridge. I fluttered my tongue over his frenulum and sucked his helmet, letting just the tip past my lips. I made loud slurping noises, dribbling all over his dick.

"You dirty little cock sucker!" he said, looking down at me.

"I love sucking cock," I whispered. "Do you like it? Is it OK for you?"

"Keep doing what you're doing, and you'll have a mouthful of cum to show for it, young lady."

"Lady? Ladies don't suck cock like I do, Ethan, and they certainly don't swallow."

I took hold of his cock with both hands. I needed two hands to stimulate his entire length in one go, he was so big. My hands looked tiny as I started to wank him off in a corkscrew motion. Twisting my hands in opposite directions as I stroked him back and forth. My tongue flicked out trying to get him off quicker. I was desperate to see him erupt in my face.



"I want to make you cum in my face," I said. "You can fuck me later, but I need feeding first."

"Are you sure you don't want me to fuck you first?"

"No. Give it to me. I'm so hungry for your cum. Cover my face and breasts. Watch me lick it up in front of you, while you recover for round two."

I was wanking him faster and harder now. Increasing my grip and spitting all over his shaft to keep it lubricated. My dirty talk suddenly made him even harder and I knew he was close.

"Say it again Kajal."

"Cum in my slutty face Ethan. Look at me on my knees milking that load out of you. You love seeing me like this don't you?"

"Yes you look so filthy. Wank that cock you little whore. Don't stop until cum."

I felt him get even harder.

"Oh fuck Kajal."

I kept my pace and got lower, so his cock was above me. I wanted to be showered with it when he finally came.

"Oh my god. Yes. Keep going."

His balls started to tighten. He was going to cum any second.

"Fuck!"

"Cum for me Ethan. I've been a good girl. Spunk all over my tight young body."

His balls started to twitch.

"Please cum for me. Cover my face with your nice hot load."

That did it. I felt his shaft pulse and I opened my mouth. He thrust forward slightly as I continued to jerk him off.

"You filthy little girl," he gasped.

He started to cum hard. His first shot was huge. It spewed from his glans in a thick long rope and covered the left side of my face and hair. Some splashed into my mouth. I wanted the full load in my mouth, but I knew he wanted to see me covered. Like he was marking his territory. I carried on stroking him as his second and third ropes hit my face. His spunk was like yoghurt, thick and creamy and sticking to my skin. Two more squirts hit my chin and neck. He was still squirting with as much force as the first shot. Four or five more pulses shot from the end of his cock and hit my face and dripped onto my tits. I was literally having a cum bath from him. He finally started to subside and the last few squirts hit my lips and nose.



I gripped his shaft at the base and milked the last drops out of him. Licking them from the tip of his cock. He was completely drained. I let go of his cock. It was still hard and twitching in mid-air.

"Don't move, "he said. "Stay still."

He went to his jacket pocket, hanging on the bar stool and fished a phone out of his pocket. He came back and stood above me pointing his camera phone at my messy face. After three or four flashes he moved to get a different angle and took some more photos. I reached out and took his cock and stuck it in my mouth. He took more photos and threw his phone onto the chair.

"Happy?" I asked.

"That was the best blow job of my life Kajal. Honestly it was simply mind-blowing."

"I told you I was good at it. Want any more photos or shall I clean up."

"Do you want a tissue or something to clean up?" he asked.

"Fuck no! I'm going to eat it."

"You're going to eat it?"



"Yes. I'm going to swallow your cum Ethan. Before it goes cold. Sit back and watch me do what whores do. Enjoy the show."

He pulled his panties back over his slimy cock and flopped back in the chair.

"You are so dirty," he smirked.

I tipped my head back and wiped the cum from my face. I used my fingers like a squeegee directing it into my mouth. Just the smell of it was driving me wild. I couldn't wait to swallow his seed. I got most of it off my face and into my mouth and swallowed hard. It was thick and salty and there was plenty of it. I'd never known anyone cum so much in one go. It was everywhere. I scooped it up off my tits and let it drip off my fingers, slurping them clean with my tongue. The taste of his fresh spunk was incredible and I kept going until I couldn't find any more on my body.

"Have I missed any?" I asked, moving my arms out to my sides so he could see.

"I think you've got it all. You really do like cum, don't you. I can't believe it."

"I told you I did. I'd drink a glass full of it if I could."

I got up and walked over to the bar and poured myself more champagne. I poured him one too and walked back and sat on the arm of his chair.

"Cheers," I said, raising my glass and passing him his.

We clinked glasses and sipped.

He was staring at my boobs.

"Like them?" I asked, jiggling them from side to side.

"34B." he said, with confidence.

"Spot on." I said, nodding.

"They're beautiful, so pert and firm."

"Thank you."

I sipped more wine.



"Why is it you cum so much Ethan? It was like a spunk shower."

"I don't know. I've always cum in big quantities. I drink a lot of water throughout the day and I haven't cum in over a week."

"Saving it up for me, were you?" I winked at him.

"Maybe. You seem to appreciate it."

"It was delicious. Where do you want the next load to go? My cunt or my ass?"

"You are such a dirty girl Kajal. Such a way with words."

I grinned from ear to ear.

"I have a naughty idea."

"I'm sure you do. Tell me what it is"

"How about we go over to the bed...and you can watch me finger fuck myself, while you get hard again."

"Keep talking like that and I'll be hard again anyway," he laughed, looking down at his lace clad cock, "but yes, I would love to see you masturbate."

He gestured over to the bed and I walked over, still holding my champagne. He followed.

I put my drink down at the side of the bed and made a show of bending over on all fours and crawling to the top of the bed. I arched my back and stuck my pussy out making it pout at him. Next I plumped up the pillows and lay down on my back, spreading my legs as far as I could, bending them at the knee. I grabbed a spare pillow and put it between my legs level with my feet.



"Lie here and get a perfect view Ethan. Put your head on the pillow and watch me get dirty with myself."

He didn't need telling twice. He put his glass down next to mine and laid on his side, propping himself up with his elbow on the pillow. He was gazing directly at my sopping couch.

"Did some of my cum drip onto your pussy Kajal?" he asked, looking more closely.

"No. That's all mine. It's my creamy girl goo. That's how fucking messy I get when I cum."

I scooped up some of my juice and let him suck my finger.

"Heaven," he gasped.

He tried to touch me, but I batted him away.

"No touching. Not until I say so. I want you to watch me pleasure myself."

He pulled his hand away and adjusted his lacey panties. I guessed he was already getting hard again. I felt something tight around my neck and remembered I was wearing the large pearl necklace. A grin stretched across my face as I had a dirty idea. I took the necklace off and slowly traced it down across my boobs. It was a light touch and I felt my nipples become even harder. I went lower across my belly and over my pubic bone. The pearls brushed against my clit as I lowered them down over my vulva.

I let out a gasp of pleasure. It felt good. I'd never tried it before. I used to pearls to stimulate my erect clit. God I was wet. I got little waves of stimulation as the pearls rubbed over it.

"Wow. That's hot," whispered Ethan.

"Mmmmmm, feels as good as it looks."

I used both hands and rubbed the pearls in a sawing motion across my labia and little bean. The pearls sparkled in the dim light and reflected my juices. I bought them up to my mouth and sucked on them.



"Wow. You were right I do taste musky and delicious," I whispered, pushing them back down to my pussy again.

I continued to rub myself parting my lips with my fingers. I spread myself open and went lower, all under Ethan's watchful eyes. I bunched the pearls together and pushed them inside my snatch with two fingers.

Ethan let out a long drawn out moan.

"Fuuuuuuccccckkkkkk mmmmmeeeeeeee."

I giggled and rubbed my bud with my fingers.

"Do you like watching me fuck myself. I'm a dirty bitch aren't I?" I giggled.

"You certainly are that. Yes."

I went back down to my opening and slowly pulled the pearls out feeling each one leave my body until they swung out and I held them up in front of his face.

"Oh no!" I exclaimed, like a school teacher talking to her student. "My pearls have got all dirty Ethan. What do you suppose I can do about that?"

"I could clean them for you Miss Kajal," he said, playing along.

"Oooohhh I don't know if you've been good enough. Do you think your deserve to taste my pussy coated pearls?"

"Yes Miss Kajal. Please let me taste them."

"Open Wide."

He opened his mouth and I pushed the pearls inside, keeping hold of one end.

"Suck them clean dirty boy." I ordered.

I pulled them out slowly and seductively as he sucked my cunt cream from them one by one.

"Does my cunt taste nice?" I asked.

"Tastes like pure sex," he replied.

I pushed them back inside my hole and started to finger fuck myself with two fingers. My other hand stimulated my throbbing clit as I tried to get myself off in front of him. I slowly pulled the pearls back out and did the clasp back up. I positioned them either side of my clit and labia and pulled them back and forth, stimulating my whole vulva with little ripples of pleasure. I started to feel the little tingle inside me and closed my eyes and let out a blissful sigh.

"Feels so fucking good."

"I want to fuck you so badly Kajal. Can I slide it inside you?"

I opened my eyes and saw him rubbing himself through his ladies underwear. He was rock hard again.

"Well! It didn't take long for you to get hard for me again, did it?"



"Not when you're so filthy. No," he said. "Come on Kajal let me fuck you now. You know you want my cock buried inside you. Let me make you cum again."

"Lie on your back," I said, rolling over and making space for him.

He laid down on the pillows where I had just been. I grabbed his waistband and pulled his panties off exposing his engorged dick. It looked even bigger from this angle. I straddled him and pushed his cock down so it touched his belly.

"I call this the pussy slide," I said, opening my cunt lips and sitting down so his cock was length ways against my pussy.

I slid my slimy lips over his cock, backwards and forwards. Each stroke exposed his glans and made his cock rub against my clit.

"Holy shit. That feels good," he said, looking down at the tip of his cock poking out from between my legs.

"Feels good for me too Ethan. I have an erection of my own," I giggled, pulling my pussy upwards to show him my stiff little clit.

"You're such a tease, put it inside you. Sit on it. I want to see if you're as tight as I imagined."

"Patience you dirty fucker. I need to get another nice big load built up in your balls. I want to feel you flooding my hole. Anticipation makes a bigger load."

I continued sliding along his ten inch length, stimulating my lady bud, feeling my orgasm building stronger. He was super slick and smooth against my lips. I wanted to get him off at the same time as me. I wanted to feel him exploding inside me as I came all over his shaft.



"Please," he begged, "let me feel how tight you are."

"Oooooh you like a nice tight wet cunt do you? Nice and tight like a little virgin girl? I can make it super tight for you if you like. You're such a fucking pervert."

I lifted off his cock, leaving the stringy girl goo all over his shaft and balls. I pulled his foreskin back, held him by the base of his dick and pushed his glans against my hole.

"Ready?" I asked.

"Yes. Yes. Sit on it please Kajal. I'm begging you."

I tensed my vaginal muscles as much as I could and sat down on his cock. After being licked to orgasm, he invaded my cunt with very little friction, but a lot of resistance from my tensing. His shaft was wide and I felt my pussy moulding around him as I lowered myself all the way down. I let go of it and sat on his navel, enjoying the feeling of being so full.

"Oh my gog that's fucking tight," he gasped

"Mmmmm I told you. It's like having a cock inside me for the first time. Do you like fucking my virgin hole?"

"You're no virgin, but you definitely feel like one. So tight and slippery."

"Do I feel as good as you imagined?" I asked, pushing off and withdrawing his cock. I kept my muscles clamped tight.

"A thousand times better."

I let his cock flop out of me and it hit his belly with a slapping sound. I wiggled my ass backwards and located his tip and pushed back onto it without using my hands. I eased off with my muscles and sat down again slowly.

"You certainly stretch me out Ethan. What a nice big fat cock you've got."

"Please fuck me," he begged. "Slide up and down my cock."

I let it slip out again. It slapped against his belly once more. I shuffled back and licked his balls and shaft. Slowly, teasing him. He was slick from my juices. I gently cupped his ball sack as though I was weighing it.

"Oooooh is there a nice load in there yet? Are your balls re-filling for me?"

"I'm going to give you such a pussy full," he said. "Stick it back inside you."



I turned round so I was facing his feet. I reached back and spread my ass cheeks as far as I could, exposing both my holes.

"Choose," I said. without turning to look at him, "Cunt or ass?"

I slipped a finger into my asshole to show him how serious I was.

"Cunt first," he murmured. "I'm going to fill your cunt with my hot seed then fuck your ass for round three."

"Mmmmm, whose got a way with words now Ethan, " I giggled, removing my finger from my anus and spreading my labia for him to gain easy entry.

I felt his cock push against my pussy and I sat back on it. He sank deep inside me and I rocked back and forth, fucking him quickly. He responded by pushing up to meet me and slipping two fingers in my asshole. I felt him sit up behind me and push my head downwards. My head was level with his feet and my legs spread across his lap and stretched behind him. His fingers fucked my ass as I ground on his cock. He was so deep inside me he was rubbing against my cervix. It felt amazing. I reached down between my legs for some clit stimulation and was surprised how hard my clitty was.



He swapped his fingers for his thumb, spitting it on it to lubricate my anus. He thrust into my pussy with short strokes and I responded pushing back in time with his rocking motion. It was a deep sensual fuck and I kept twitching my pussy muscles with each forward stroke to keep it tight for him.

"Use both thumbs," I said, starting to pant. "Stretch my butt hole open to get me ready for your cock."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes stretch me open. It'll be less painful when you fuck me."

He withdrew his thumb and lined both of them up against my star shaped hole. He spat on my ass and pushed in slowly, still rocking back and forth with his cock inside me. I gasped as be punctured my inner hole, feeling the pleasurable pain of his large thumbs pushing inside. Once they were in, he gently spread my asshole open, first left to right and then top to bottom, loosening my muscles. It felt so fucking good.

"Mmmmmm fuck that's it, loosen me up Ethan."

I continued rubbing my erect bud, feeling myself getting ever closer to my second climax of the night.

"I want your spunk deep inside me," I said, encouraging him.

He fucked me with short slow strokes as I ground into him, for about five minutes.



"I want you on all fours," he said. "I can get deeper inside you that way."

"Oooooh you want to fuck me like a bitch, do you?"

I pushed off him, feeling momentarily empty. His thumbs left my ass and I shuffled round on the bed, bending over in front of him. I spread my legs wide and stuck my ass in the air, pushing my face into the bed. I parted my wet labia, showing him my pink insides and he positioned himself behind me.

"Are you sure you don't want to abuse my butt hole?" I asked.

"I do, but I know you want your pussy filling first. We have all night to remember."

He slid his ten inch cock into me and started to fuck me hard and fast. It was a change in tempo from him and I knew he wouldn't last long. I went back to my clit, rubbing it with two fingers to get myself off before he finished. He varied his strokes between shallow and fast or slow and deep. He knew how to get me going. The spark inside me started to turn into a small fire and it was building with each thrust. The shallow strokes teased me and the deep strokes made my orgasm build.

"I'm going to pump you so full of cum, it'll be leaking out of you for days," he gasped.



"Mmmmm good. I love walking round with cummy knickers. That's it fuck my juicy little pussy, make me cum."

Teasing shallow, building deep.

"You're so fucking tight Kajal"

"Fuck me Ethan. Cum inside. I want to feel it."

Teasing shallow, building deeper.

"Fuck I'm going to cum in you."

"Do it. Fill me. We'll cum together."

Fucking deep, deep, deep.

My orgasm triggered a fraction of a second before I felt him cum. The inside of my legs became soaked as I came. My pussy sucked him inside not letting him escape as he ejaculated in time with my contractions. He pushed into me as deep as he could and held it there as his balls drained into me, spurt after spurt coating my walls. I was screaming as I climaxed all over his shaft.

"Fuuucckkkk. I'm cumming all over your cock. Oh my god."

He kept his cock inside me after his ten or eleven squirts and let me finish my own orgasm before we both fell forward with him on top of me. I was panting hard and so was he. He kissed the back of my neck as a thank you and rolled off to the side of me. I shuffled over to him and kissed his lips. He was sweaty from exertion . I rested my head on his chest and clamped my legs closed keeping his semen inside me.



We lay still for a few minutes, enjoying the feeling of release. I looked down at his softening cock as he kissed the top of my head and stroked my hair. He was slimy with our sex juices and it glistened in the dim light.

Ethan spoke first.

"That was amazing Kajal. Simply breath-taking. I came so hard inside you."

"It sure was. I felt every pulse. I'm pretty full of cum right now. Just how I like it."

I reached down and ran my finger over his slippery cock. I scooped up some of our love juice and licked my finger.

"We taste amazing mixed together," I sighed blissfully.

"I knew we would."

I scooped up some more, sat up on my elbow and offered it to him. He took it and sucked my finger.

"Like it?" I asked.

"Mmmmm salty and musky, we are delicious," he said.

We shared the mess from his cock until he was licked clean.

"All gone. Sorry," I said, with a sad pouty face.

"Not quite," he replied, with a naughty look on his face.

"Really? You want to do that to me?"

He didn't answer. He just pushed me onto my back and got between my legs, pushing them apart.

I felt his seed trickling out from my over filled cunt.

"Wow! You've got a messy little pussy haven't you Kajal," he uttered, gazing between my legs.

"It's your mess," I said, raising my eyebrows and propping myself up on my elbows to get a better view.

"It's my gift to you," he said, denying himself the pleasure of what he was about to do.



"I don't mind if you want it back," I said.

"It really is a delicious looking creampie Kajal. Do you want me to?"

"Yes. Clean up your filthy, sticky, mess," I knew he wanted to be instructed to do it.

"Yes Miss Kajal. Of course."

I felt his hot breath against my wet thighs as he went down on me. His tongue curled under my drooling hole and he scooped up the first mouthful of his cum. I saw it on his tongue just before he closed his mouth and swallowed it with a gulp. He looked in ecstasy.

"Mmmmm that tastes so fucking good."

"Keep going, there's a lot more where that came from." I was fascinated. I'd never had a man eat his own spunk out of me before. It was so arousing.

His tongue dipped inside and he pursed his lips and sucked his jizz from my inner depths with a slurping noise.

"Good boy Ethan. Lick up all that dirty spunk. Clean my pussy properly."

He looked at me and smiled and went back to his depraved clean up job.

I pushed down to expel his load and heard him moan as more flooded from my slit. I let out a small squelchy, pussy fart as the last of it squished out.

"There's so much of it," he moaned. "I really did fill your hole."

"Make sure you get it all. I don't want a half assed job doing. Lick it clean."

He sucked on my pussy again, taking my whole vulva into his mouth, before finally licking me bottom to top to finish the job. He moved up the bed to me, his mouth was closed. I knew what he wanted and I lay back on the pillows.



We kissed with closed mouths. I tried to push my tongue in to break the seal of his lips, but he withdrew, shaking his head slowly and smiling.

"Share it," I begged.

He kissed me again, this time allowing my tongue into his mouth. I finally tasted his salty cum mixed with my musky pussy. It was the essence of sex and we enjoyed a messy, sloppy kiss. We coated our lips in it allowing it to dribble all over our chins. It was slow and loving, sharing the load, sucking each other's lips and licking up the last drops until we both swallowed hard. The taste was exquisite.

"Well you're full of surprises aren't you? I didn't realise you were a creampie eater."

"I love the naughtiness of eating my cum from a hot young girls pussy."

"Dirty fucker," I giggled.

I felt something touch my leg. He was rock hard again.

"Already?" I asked, looking down at his huge cock.

He nodded slowly.

"Eating a cummy pussy drives me wild," he said softly, pulling his foreskin back.

"Do you want to fuck my ass this time?" I asked, pointing round my back to my butthole.

"Of course. I'll be gentle. I'm bigger than I've seen you take in the past. I'll get the lube from behind the bar."

"Odd place to keep it."

"I like to be prepared," he laughed. "Taking you up the ass is going to be the perfect way to round the night off."

I felt myself moisten even more between the legs again.

"How do you want me?" I called over to him at the bar. "Like a bitch again? Spooning? Or me on top so you can see my face and tits?"

"I love how matter of fact you are about it all Kajal. You really are something else."



"You didn't answer my question."

He came back with the lube, his cock bounced freely and was harder than I'd seen him all night.

"You on top. I want you to look me the eye as you take it."

"Oooooh kinky fucker. Want to see me hurting and in pain?"

"Absolutely, but you'll be in control of the pain, not me."

He lay on the bed and propped the pillows up behind him. His cock stuck up at an angle towards his belly button at forty five degrees. I stood above him and lowered myself into a squatting position. I took the tube of lube and squirted it on his cock, rubbing it up and down his engorged shaft, paying particular attention to his purple head. I rubbed some around my anus and slipped a finger inside myself to tease him.

"Mmmmm feels nice and tight in there Ethan. Are you ready to hurt me?"

"Take your time Kajal. I want you to enjoy my fat cock in your asshole. Its not just for my pleasure," he replied.

I grabbed his shaft and pushed the head of it against my puckered bum hole. I was nervous and excited all rolled into one. He was bigger than I'd took before, that was for sure. I relaxed as much as I could and squatted down slowly. His glans intruded through my inner and outer sphincters and I felt the burning pain of a foreign object being forced inside me. I stopped and took a deep breath.



"Holy fuck!" I gasped, in pain, "You're so big. That fucking hurts."

"I can see your asshole opening up to take it Kajal. It looks so fucking hot. You certainly are tight in there. Relax."

The pain subsided a little and I slipped further down his length. I felt his balls touch my ass cheeks and knew I had taken all he had. I felt so full and stretched it was unbelievable. My asshole was still burning, but it was easing off. I leaned backwards propping myself with one arm and reached down to my overhydrated pussy. His view must have been incredible as I squatted on top of him opening my pussy lips and rubbing my clit.



The look on his face said it all. I must have been tight for him, even though he had a pained expression on his face.

"Am I too tight for you?" I asked, "Shall I take it out?"

"No!" he replied quickly. "It is very tight, but leave it in. You feel like a little virgin."

I laughed and started to lift off, feeling my butt hole being pulled outwards as his cock started to glide against my anal walls. When he was almost out I sat back down again, feeling him fill me once more. Ethan was starring at his cock disappearing inside me, and the rhythmic rubbing of my clit.

"Does it look sexy Ethan?" I asked, "Seeing my ass hole being stretched by your big cock? Seeing your little whore take you in her forbidden hole?"



"Oh my god Kajal! You are so dirty and sexy. Take it harder. Fuck my cock with your ass."

I leaned forward, back into a squatting position and started to bounce up and down, impaling myself on his throbbing manhood. It hurt taking a bigger cock in my ass, but in a good way. I varied my strokes taking him deep and slow and then shallow and fast. Occasionally I allowed him to slip all the way out and showed him my ruined anus before I slipped him back inside and continued to pound him. I adjusted my position and got on my knees with him still inside me. I leaned forward and fed one of my hardened nipples into his mouth. He sucked greedily on it, moaning as I continued to ride him and rub myself. I rubbed my tits in his face, feeling them bump against his lips as he sucked each of my nipples in turn.

"Are you enjoying fucking my asshole?" I panted, feeling my climax building from my clit rubbing.

"Keep going Kajal. Make me cum in your sexy ass."



"Oooooh dirty boy," I mocked. "Have you got another nice load of hot spunk to pump inside me?"

"Yes. I'm going to fill your last hole. It'll be the biggest load yet. Roll over and let me fuck you like a dog."

I obeyed. I let his cock slip out of me and bent over pushing my head into the pillows.

I reached back and parted my butt cheeks, inviting him in. I felt so horny, my dirty talk flowed naturally, trying to get him off quickly.

"Mmmmm Ethan. I can't wait for you to fill my asshole with your big hot load. Come on fuck me hard and fill me up. I'm your whore for the evening. Hurt me, punish my holes."



He didn't need telling twice. He got behind me and stuffed his ten inches into my pussy. I was expecting to feel the pain of anal sex, but he took me by surprise. I nearly orgasmed right there and then, feeling the intense stimulation of him stretching my sloppy pussy hole.

"Oooohh your dirty fucker," I gasped. "That's the wrong hole. Stick it in my ass."

"You can say it dirtier than that Kajal," he said. "Beg for it. Use really dirty words."

I was surprised he wanted me to be even more dirty. He really did like hearing me talk dirty and swearing at him.

"You dirty boy Ethan. Stop ploughing my cunt and fuck my ass."

"Dirtier!" he said.

"Fuck my shitter Ethan. Is that what you want to hear?"

"Yes. You filthy whore. Say it again. Beg."

"Oh Ethan. Please fuck me in the shitter."



Even I was getting turned on by it. I'd never spoken so dirty during sex, it felt even more arousing than usual. He pounded away at my pussy before finally pulling out and ramming his cock in my swollen ass.

"Take that cock in your filthy asshole you fucking slut."

"Yes master. Punish me. Abuse my second fuck hole. Treat me like a fuck doll. Pound it into me."

I was close to climax now and so was he, but I didn't want it to end. Not yet. He was holding off too, I could tell. He continued to ram into me. Pushing me forward with each stroke. I could feel his balls slapping against my pussy. I could hear his thighs slapping against my ass cheeks. I was being pushed ever closer to orgasm.

"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! Cum in my ass!"

"You fucking dirty little bitch. Beg for it!"

He pulled his cock out and drove it back into my pussy. I was dripping my love juice all over the bed and rubbing my sex bud like my life depended on it. Feeling his cock in my slippery snatch was enough to trigger my orgasm. I started to cum hard. Screaming and panting.

"Fuck I'm cumming. Fuck me harder."

He pounded into me another dozen times as I bucked beneath him. I felt my climax start to subside. He felt it too and instead of finishing with me he pulled out and rammed it back in my ass. This re-ignited my orgasm and I started to cum again. I had never cum in such close succession. His strokes deepened and I felt him cum in my anal cavity, spraying his remaining cum load deep in my ass.



"Fuck me." I screamed. "I'm cumming again. Fuck my shitter. Cum in it!"

He let out a long moan as his balls twitched and his cock pulsed emptying his seed into my dirtiest of holes. At least a dozen squirts of red hot cum entered my body. He kept it there until his balls were drained and we both fell forward onto the bed, with him lying on top of me impaled on his cock.

We were completely spent and in the blissful afterglow of filthy, euphoric sex. He was panting hard with his face in my neck. We lay there still with our sweaty bodies recovering. He eventually rolled off me and withdrew his shaft from my anus. I felt swollen and sore and was sure I was gaping a little.



"Wow you gave me a multiple orgasm. I've never had one of those before. That was so intense. As soon as you stuck it back in my ass I came again, even harder."

"Glad to be of service," he chuckled, smugly, obviously feeling proud of himself. "You've got the tightest asshole I've ever had the pleasure of fucking. It was incredible."

"Glad to be of service to you too," I mocked, "and yes it was pretty incredible."

We lay there in silence again. A long peaceful silence. I had my head on his chest and he had his arm around me. I heard his breathing drifting deeper as he started to fall asleep. I slipped my hand down to my asshole and touched it with my finger tip. It felt tender, but I wasn't gaping or damaged. It put my mind at rest and I too drifted off to sleep.



I awoke to the sound of a belt buckle rattling. Ethan was pulling his trousers back on.

"Sorry. I didn't want to wake you. You looked so peaceful," he said softly.

"You were just going to leave without saying goodbye?" I asked, sitting up in bed.

"The deal is done," he said, fastening his belt. "It was an unforgettable night."

"It was, but is that it?" I asked. "Don't you want to play with me before you go?"

"I **censored** you for one night Kajal. That was the deal. I won't take advantage of you."

I felt cheap and dirty, when he mentioned paying me. I had almost forgot about it.

"Oh... Right...I don't really know to what to say to that."



He finished getting dressed. He had a new shirt on and looked pristine once again. He did up his tie and packed a small bag which was behind the bar.

"You don't need to say anything. I had a great time. You had a great time. We were amazing together."

"So that's it? Will I see you again or was it a one-time thing?"

He walked over to the bed and sat on the edge of it next to me. He lifted my chin and kissed me softly.

"Time will tell," he replied. "You're a sweet amazingly sexy girl Kajal. I've never met anyone like you. Don't ever change."

He kissed me again, picked up his bag and walked out of the door closing it behind him.

The room was suddenly silent and empty. I looked round at the mess of clothes strewn all over the floor. My boots, my dress, my ripped panties, my bra, the empty wine glasses, the empty champagne bottle. The room was a state. I felt used and dirty. I really had just been a hooker for his pleasure for the night. I thought there was something between us at the time, but now I just felt like a cheap whore.

I lay back on the bed and threw the covers off in frustration. I didn't know what I was expecting, but this wasn't it. I lay on the bed starring at the ceiling lost in my thoughts. I heard the door open and knew it would be Charmi. I didn't bother looking round.



"Wow. Someone had a good night, what a mess," she laughed.

I didn't respond. She came into view and stood at the side of the bed. I turned my head to see her, still naked and uncovered.

"Morning," I said, with a forced smile.

"Soooooo how was he? Was it true what Natalie told me? Big cock? Lots of spunk?"

"All true," I said, "he was great. A few little kinks too"

"So why the sad face? Didn't he make you cum?"

"Oh fuck yeah. Three times actually," I cheered up a little.

"So why so sad? Did you think he was going to run off into the sunset with you or something?"

"I don't know what I thought. He just got dressed and left this morning. He wasn't even going to wake me. I feel used and dirty"

"It's always like that the first time," she said, sitting on the bed. "You'll be fine in a few days. Just think of the money."

"I guess so."

"Soooo what did you get up to? I want all the dirty details."

"We both came three times," I giggled, cheering up a little.

"Where did he cum?"

"In my face, pussy and then in my ass."

"Wow! You lucky filthy bitch."

I gave her the run down of what had happened. I know for sure she was aroused by it. I would have been too.



"Sounds like the perfect night to me Kajal. Get up and get dressed. We need the room today for filming and you need to get home."

I reluctantly got out of bed and picked up my bra from the side of the bed. I picked up my ripped knickers, they were still wet. I picked up my dress and finally my boots.

We left the room and stopped at the dressing room on the way back. I put the clothes into the laundry chute and pulled on my Yoga pants and t shirt. I didn't bother with underwear, I just stuffed them in my pocket. When I was fully dressed we walked back to my room.

"You did amazingly Kajal. I'm sure he loved it."

"I know he loved it," I laughed, still feeling a little down about it all.

"I'll tell you what. Once the dress is cleaned I'll send it to you and we can go out for a meal. How does that sound?"

I suddenly felt a lot happier. She wanted to see me out of work. This was a first for her.

"Sounds amazing Charmi. When will it be?"

"In a couple of days. I'll send the clothes to you and then message you about when and where."

"Just dinner or dinner and sex?" I asked coyly.

"Dinner and a hotel for the night," she replied, with a naughty smile.

"I can't wait."

She kissed me. A long sensual kiss holding my cheeks.

"See you soon sweet Kajal. I'm looking forward to it."

She squeezed my ass and left the room.



There was a knock at the door. It startled me for second, until I realised who it was.

Bang! Bang!

I put my cup of coffee down on the kitchen counter and went to the door.

As I opened up and saw a Fedex man on my doorstep with a large box. I took it from him, signed his electronic pad, thanked him and closed the door. I suddenly felt excited and had butterflies in my tummy. I knew exactly what would be inside.



Once I had walked back to the kitchen, I opened up the box and looked inside. The contents were wrapped in white tissue paper and were box fresh. I'd worn it less than a week ago and it was already back with me, clean and good as I knew, just as Sunny Leone had promised. I took it out of the box and held it up to my body. The slinky white cocktail dress looked and felt as good as I remembered. Also in the box was the bra I had worn for Ethan and the thigh high boots I had seduced him with. I searched amongst the tissue paper and smiled, a sexy dirty simile to myself. There were no panties. Sunny Leone obviously wanted me out on our date with a naked undercarriage.

'Dirty girl,' I thought to myself. 'Typical Sunny Leone."

I put the dress back in the box and had a sip of coffee, feeling excited about the night ahead. Sunny Leone had promised me dinner and a hotel for the night, after my disappointment last time we met.



Less than a week ago Sunny Leone had prostituted me to a man called Ethan. It had been an amazingly sexy experience, but had left me feeling a little sad and used that it was a one-time thing. He had been an amazing lover, but just got up and left in the morning, barely saying goodbye. He made it feel more like a business transaction, where as I had hoped there would have been more between us.

I cut away from my negative thoughts and got back to thinking of Sunny Leone. I wondered what she'd be wearing. Something revealing and sophisticated I hoped. She'd probably wouldn't be wearing any knickers either, she told me she hated wearing underwear. This was to be the first time I had seen her out of work and I was thrilled it was finally going to happen.

Buzz! Buzz!

My phone vibrated in my jeans pocket. It was Sunny Leone, she had finally given me her number. My face lit up when I read her message.

"Tonight's the night. Where the dress and boots. Oops forgot to send panties. Teehee."

"Grand Hyatt Hotel. Main Street. I'll send a driver to pick you up at end of your street."

I replied.

"I'm already wet for you. Can't wait. ;-)"



I put my phone back on my pocket and looked at my watch. It was five past three. I had a few hours to kill, but getting ready would take me a couple of hours. I wanted everything to be just right for her. I was going to do my nails, take a shower and do my hair and makeup. I had recently been waxed with a full Hollywood, so I didn't need to shave my pussy for her. She hated hairy pussies and so did I.

The next hour or so I spent relaxing in the lounge, thinking of Sunny Leone. I wondered if she was thinking of me. I had never seen her outside of work, where she always wore a skirt and blouse, almost like a uniform. I started to imagine her getting ready for our date. Maybe she'd wear a short cocktail dress similar to mine. She certainly had the body for one. I wondered if she'd have her case of sex toys with her, for our night of filthy sex and if she had anything new and dirty she wanted to try with me. I couldn't help but squish my thighs together feeling my wet lips rubbing together in anticipation. I resisted playing with myself although I was feeling exceptionally horny.

I finally decided to get ready at four o'clock. I did my nails first and then showered. I was drying myself when my phone beeped on the dresser.

Bing! Bing!

I picked it up and gasped as I saw the screen. It was a photo message from Sunny Leone. She had taken a picture of her boobs and texted it to me. The picture was taken at an angle, with her holding her phone at arm's length, selfie style. They looked magnificent as always. Large, round and firm with her pink nipples pointing at the ceiling. I couldn't wait to feel them against my body.

"You're so dirty," I texted back.



She replied immediately with another photo. This time it was off her ass. She was sticking it out and posing for her ass selfie. It was beautiful and pert, taken at a low angle where I couldn't quite see her pussy poking out, but not far off.

"Tease," I texted back.

The next photo she sent was of her face. She was giving me a coy look which said 'What? Me? A tease? Never?.' She looked all sweet and innocent.

I dropped my towel and stood naked in my bedroom. I bent over in front of my full length mirror and pushed my ample pussy lips between my thighs and took a photo in the mirror.

I hit send.

A few seconds later she text back.

"Filthy slut! See you at six."

I text back, "Where's my pussy pic?"

"Don't be so dirty. I'm not that sort of woman ;-)."

I text back "Yeah right. See you at six sexy."

I giggled at her playfulness. She seemed more fun out of work and seemed as excited as I was.



I dried myself and did my hair and makeup. The package with my dress in was left in the kitchen. I walked naked across my apartment to collect it. I dropped it on the bed and took out the flimsy balcony bra. It was beautiful and pretty and made from expensive fabric. I put it on and admired my body in the mirror. My erect nipples were poking out of the see through material. Next I took out the dress and slipped it on. It still fitted as though it was made for me. It showed every curve and was tight in all the right places. I had no panties to wear and it felt wonderful to have the air around my nether regions while wearing such a classy outfit. I put on the thigh high white leather boots to complete the look.

"You're going to get it tonight Kajal," I said out loud, smiling to myself and modelling my sexy outfit in the mirror.

Having a naked pussy and wearing a bra felt alien to me, so I whipped my bra off and decided to go out with no underwear on at all. I pushed my boobs together and pouted at my reflection, smiling at how sexy and horny I looked.

I took a full length photo of myself and then another one of my pussy, up my dress.

I sent both pics to Sunny Leone with a message saying:-

"This is all yours for the evening. Do what you want to me."

I walked back to the kitchen and poured a glass of wine while I waited for her reply. It was quarter past five, so I'd be seeing her very soon.



Bing! Bing!

I picked up my phone and looked at the pictures she had sent me.

The first was of her looking utterly stunning in an asymmetric black dress. It had one shoulder strap and a slit up the leg. It was short, but not too short. I nearly creamed myself there and then, she looked so hot. She was pouting and blowing me a kiss in the mirror. The butterflies in my tummy were doing somersaults and my heart raced at the thought of our evening together.

The second picture had taken up her dress, like I had done for her. There was a black tunnel of fabric from the dress and then her glistening vulva taking centre stage. She was completely hairless as usual, her legs parted slightly to frame the shot. She was wet for sure, I could see a liquid line between her protruding labia. I could almost smell her sweet nectar coming from the phone screen. I felt my own pussy get wetter at the thought of her scent.

Her message read:-

"This is your dessert for tonight, you naughty minx."



I sat back on the chair and lifted my dress up. My fingers found my erect bud straight away and I went to work on myself looking at her sexy photos. I couldn't help but gasp as I pleasured my naked pussy thinking of the naughty things she was going to do to me. I parted my wet lips and slid a finger inside my tight hole. I felt warm and slippery teasing my cunt and rubbing my clit. I continued until I was about to climax and then stopped. I was desperate to cum, but wanted to save myself for her. I rubbed my fingers around my leaking hole and wiped my delicious juices on my neck and cleavage. Sunny Leone had shown me how to do this, to spread my pheromones on my pulse points to drive my lover wild. It worked last time and couldn't wait to see her reaction. I walked to the bathroom and wiped my pussy on a towel. I wiped just enough so I wasn't leaking, but left myself feeling moist for our date.

Time was getting on so I put my coat on and took one last look in the mirror. My new leather jacket was white with faux fur trim on the hood and cuffs. I had bought it with some of the ten thousand pounds from my prostitution money and loved how it looked on me. I put my phone, purse and keys in a matching bag and left my apartment.

The first thing I noticed was the cold wind between my legs. It felt liberating and naughty to be out with such a short skirt on and no panties. I was glad it was tight fitting and that the wind wouldn't blow it up for the world to see my modesty. My braless boobs bounce as I walk with haste to the pick up point.



I got there at five twenty five and waited in the cold. It was dark already and I saw lights coming up the hill towards me. It was a black people carrier with three people inside. As it drew up to the kerb the side door slid open and I stepped inside just as I had done all those times in the past.

The door slid shut and as we drove off I immediately knew I had made a terrible mistake.

I didn't recognise any of the men in the car. They were not wearing black suits like Sunny Leone's men always wore. I was sitting next to a guy in jeans and another was in the seat behind me. The guy next to me pinned my arms to my sides and the guy behind me pushed his hand past the seat and round over my mouth. He had a cloth in his hand which smelt of chemicals and as I struggled to scream and fight I passed out very quickly.

Everything went black.



The first thing I noticed was the smell of damp and decay. I felt groggy from the drugging, but it wasn't the first time I'd felt like that. My first thought was that this was one of Sunny Leone's sick games, but the more I thought about it the less that made sense. I was naked on a damp, dirty mattress on the floor of what looked like a broom cupboard. The place was falling apart with paint peeling off the walls and rotting skirting boards.

I sat up to take in the room and felt wet between my legs. I felt a lot wetter than I should, even for me. I put my hand between my legs and felt my pussy. It was puffy and slimy and my heart sank as I realised what it was. I had cum dripping out of me. Someone had cum inside me while I had been unconscious. I felt sick to my stomach. I pushed my fingers inside myself and scooped out what I could, flicking it onto the wall and wiping my fingers on the mattress. There was a lot of it and I had the horrible feeling that maybe more than one guy had used my naked body. There was a puddle of cum on the mattress where I had been lying. I stood up and examined myself. I looked and felt alright apart from the obvious. I had a sore throat and my nipples were hard, but it wasn't exactly warm in there. My ass felt fine so I guessed it was just my pussy they had violated.



I tried the door, but it was locked. There were no windows and just a bulb on a wire giving an eerie light. I wasn't panicking, but I knew I was in trouble and I kicked myself for getting into the vehicle without checking first. If it wasn't Sunny Leone, then who were these people.

I banged on the door as hard as I could and shouted for help.

No-one came to my rescue. Maybe they had fucked me and then left again. I looked for a way out. There was nothing in the room except for the mattress and the door was pretty solid. I was stuck there until someone let me out.

I sat on the mattress thinking about Sunny Leone. I had no idea what time it was and whether she'd be looking for me. She must have been worried sick or thought that I had stood her up. After about half an hour I heard footsteps and voices outside.

"Let me out," I shouted as loud as I could.

The door was unlocked and three men entered the room. It was the men from the people carrier.

They were all dressed in jeans and sweatshirts. They were clean shaven, but looked scruffy somehow.

"Wakey, Wakey sleeping beauty," the lead guy said.

"Who are you? What have you done to me?" I hissed.

"Calm down princess," he laughed, "No harm done here."

"No harm!," I shouted in his face. "One of you has fucked me without consent. Do you know what that means?"

"It means you didn't say no and didn't complain like a whiny bitch, " he laughed, looking at his mates for approval.



They laughed along with him.

"You fucking raped me, you mother fucker."

"Like I said, you never said no."

"Fuck you. Let me out of here."

"Ahhhh no can do I'm afraid sweetheart. We're not done with you yet Kajal."

"How do you know my name?"

"We've seen your films on the internet. Quite a little cock lover aren't you."

"You've got the wrong person, now let me go."

"I don't think we have. Come with me," he gestured to his two mates to pick me up.

I resisted and tried to stay put. I didn't know where they were taking me and didn't want to go willingly.

They dragged me up by my arms and carried me out into a large concrete room. It looked like an abandoned factory or hospital. It was in a poor state like the broom cupboard. There was a wall of windows on one side of the room, they were old with metal painted frames and were so dirty that you couldn't see through them. Across the other side there was a large double door also made of heavy duty metal. It was the only way in or out.

In the middle of the room were four mattresses laid on the floor, to form a larger mattress. They were dirty and used like the one I'd been sleeping on. They filled me with dread. Next to them was a makeshift table with a laptop and some camera equipment. There were a few chairs dotted around and none of them matched.

They carried me over to the table and sat me on a chair in front of the laptop.

"This isn't you then?" he said, switching on a paused video on the screen.

I watched myself being fucked in the ass on a turntable and turned my head away in shame.

"You sick fucks. That's not me," I lied.

It was me. It had been filmed by Sunny Leone and posted on the dark web for paying clients.

"Lying bitch."

"Its not me, now let me go. You've had your fun. I won't tell anyone, I swear. I need to be somewhere right now and I'm late. Just let me go."

"I think Sunny Leone will have fucked off by now. Your date isn't going to happen."



"How do you know all this? Who the fuck are you?" I snapped.

"Sorry princess. How rude of me," he mocked. "Where are my manners? Let me introduce myself. I'm Victor and I'll be your host for the evening."

"Great," I said sarcastically. "Now give me my clothes and let me go."

"You were much more fun when you were passed out," he said, nudging his mate.

"Go fuck yourself you rapist."

"Well you're a little charmer aren't you princess. I didn't hear you complaining earlier."

"What did you do to me?"

"I thought you'd never ask," he laughed, nudging his mate again. "Here you go, you can see it for yourself."

He closed the video on the laptop and opened another one. The camera was hand held and shaky, but I knew it was filmed in this room. I saw the four mattresses on the floor and the camera finally panned up to my naked body sprawled out on them. Victor came into shot and smiled at the camera. He knelt down next to me and kissed me on the lips. He forced his tongue into my mouth.

"You sick fucker. Get off on unresponsive girls do you?" I said, turning to face him.

He smiled and nodded back to the laptop.

I watched the screen again. He kissed me some more and gently stroked my naked breasts sighing with pleasure to himself. I felt sick. He bent his head down and started kissing my neck and smelling my hair. Taking in deep breaths around my neck line. I thought of my pheromones I'd smeared on myself for Sunny Leone. He must have been able to smell me.

"You smell gorgeous," he gasped, looking back at the camera and sneering.

He kissed lower down across my collar bone and down to my boobs. He planted more soft kisses on my lady mounds kissing each one it turned.



"You like that don't you," he whispered to my sleeping face.

He sucked my left nipple into his mouth and feasted on me while caressing and squeezing my other boob. He pulled off me and looked down at me as he undid his jeans. He wasn't wearing any boxer shorts and his cock sprang out as he rubbed himself looking at my face.

"Patience Kajal," he giggled, "I'll get to your pussy soon enough."

He was having an imaginary conversation with my lifeless body. It was sickening to watch, but also intriguing. I knew he'd fucked me, so the end result wasn't going to be a surprise. I was now beginning to be fascinated with his perverted performance.

"You sad little fucker." I said to him. "What's wrong can't you get with a real live women? You have to drug young girls and fuck them while they sleep?"

"I get plenty," he replied. "Keep watching."

He wanked his cock moving up towards my face. He was quite thick, but very short. The camera angle wasn't great. He pulled his foreskin back and wiped his purple helmet across my cheeks and lips.

"Mmmmm dirty bitch," he murmured. "Ready to suck me?"

My mouth was hanging slightly open in my corpse like pose as he slid the tip of his cock into my mouth.

"You are beyond sick," I said aghast. "Pathetic little man can't get sex any other way."

He said nothing just gestured at the laptop again, sneering at me.

"Ooooh take it deeper," he gasped, pushing his shaft further into my mouth.



His left hand reached down and stroked my tits as he started to fuck my face, holding his cock by the base. He was rock hard and the camera moved and zoomed in to get a better view of the action. My lips yielded and drooled as my body reacted to his cock pushing into it. He thrust in and out with his hips, moaning at the feeling. His cock and balls were quite hairy, not what I was used to with Sunny Leone's boys.

"You love that cock in your mouth don't you Kajal," he giggled, quickening his pace.

"Yes. I'll cum in your mouth if that's what you want."

He was imagining me responding to him. He would pull out of my mouth now and then and wipe his slimy cock all over my face, or dip his hairy balls into my mouth before sliding his dick back into me.

"Enjoy it did you?" I asked, trying to belittle him.

"Loved it," he said. "You were great. Keep watching."

He rubbed his cock over my tits and slid it between them, mounting me for a titty fuck. He spat all over his cock and pushed my boobs together as he fucked them rhythmically.

"What's that Kajal?" he asked, cupping his ear as though I had said something. "I've made you all wet? Well we better have a look at that then, hadn't we."

He climbed off me, his jeans still hanging off his hips. He gripped my left leg and pulled it apart from my right, spreading them open. The camera moved down to my genitals and I was amazed to see I was actually very wet. I had a trickle of love juice dribbling down to my asshole. Victor saw my surprise.

"Seems like you enjoyed it too princess." He looked between my legs on the chair and licked his lips.

"Fuck you!" I said, " I've seen enough, now let me go."

"We're just getting to the good bit. Shut up and watch."

On the screen I watched him part my pussy lips and slide his finger up and down my wet slit, stimulating my clit.

"Ooooh you are wet aren't you Kajal? You were right," he said, looking in between my legs.

He shuffled down and got his face right next to my spread snatch. I saw him breath in my scent and lick his lips.

"Wow! You smell nice and cunty down there Kajal, let's have a taste of you."

He went down on me, feasting on my wet hole. His moans were muffled by my meaty lips as he devoured me with a loud slurping noise, like someone eating a juicy orange.

"Mmmmffff you taste like heaven Kajal," he slurped, "So juicy and sweet mmmmfffff."

It was difficult to watch, but somehow arousing. Seeing a man use my body without my knowledge for his own pleasure. He was a freak there was no doubt about that, but I couldn't help but get turned on by what I was seeing.



He ate my juicy cunt for a few minutes before he surfaced and wiped his wet chin. If I'd been conscious I probably would have cum from his attention, but I barely stirred throughout the whole process. He kicked his jeans off and rubbed his cock some more. He was oozing precum as he wiped his cock up and down my slit. I stirred on the dirty mattress.

"Shit she's waking up," said the camera man from behind the lens.

"She'll be out for a while yet," said Victor. "Chloroform doesn't wear off that quick. Shut up and keep filming."

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

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

He pushed a finger inside me.

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

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



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

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

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

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

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

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

I looked up at him.

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



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

"Like hell you are."

"Shut up and watch."

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

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

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

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

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



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

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

He cupped his ear. "I thought so."

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

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

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

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



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

Victor's mate carried on with the imaginary conversation.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Sorry princess," he laughed again.

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

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

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

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



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

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

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

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

"Neither," I said, spitting at him.

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

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

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

"One more to go Kajal."

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

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

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

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

"Keep watching and you'll see."

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



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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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



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

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

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

"Explain what?" I demanded.

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

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

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



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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I went quiet.

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

I slapped his hand away.

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

I looked him directly in the eye.

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

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

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



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

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

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

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

I batted him away.

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

He pulled my hair and yanked my head back.

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

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

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



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

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

Paul got up and came back with pink nylon rope.

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

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

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

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

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

"Keep the bitch still," Sam hissed.

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

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

"Fucking cunts," I shouted at them.

They burst out laughing making me feel more demeaned.



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

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

Paul and Victor wandered off.

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

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

"Perfect," he said.

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



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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He let go of me and stood up.

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

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

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



The men wandered off and started undressing.

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

I spat in his face.

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

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

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



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

Victor came over.

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

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

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

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

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

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

I nodded and licked my lips.

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

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

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

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

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

"Yes," was the rhetorical reply.

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

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



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

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



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

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

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

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



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

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

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

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

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



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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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



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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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



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

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

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

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

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



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

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

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

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

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

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

"I win slut," he said.

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

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

He didn't answer.

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

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

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

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

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



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

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

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

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

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



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

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

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

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

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



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

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

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

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

Paul came over and slapped his cock on my forehead.

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

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



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

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

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

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

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



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

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

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

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

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



"You know I do," I said submissively.

"Well, what do you say then?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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



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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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



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

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

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

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

"Pleeeaseeee," I begged.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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



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

"Make me fucking cum," I sobbed.

"Poor little princess whore," he mocked.

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

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

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



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

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

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

"She's coming round," said Sam.

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

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

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

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

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

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



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

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

I smiled coyly as Victor came back with the camera.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"How do I get home?" I asked.

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

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

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

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

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

"I don't have any money."



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

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

"Bag?" I snapped.

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

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

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

"What?" I hissed.

"Nothing," they replied, nudging each other.

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



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

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

"Where are you?"

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

"Are you making your own way here?"

"Where are you?"

"You're worrying me now."

"Why aren't you answering?"

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

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

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

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

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



"What? Who by? Are you ok?"

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

"Where are you?"

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

"I'll find you. Stay put."

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

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

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

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



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

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

We got into the car and it sped off.

"What the hell happened? Tell me everything."

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

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

"How did he find me?"

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

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

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

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

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



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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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



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

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

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

"We've got him."

I text back.

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

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



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

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

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

"Where did you pick him up from?"

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

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

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



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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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



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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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



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

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

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

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

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

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

She pulled away.

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

"Fucking tease!" I snapped back.



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

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

Sunny Leone got on her phone and called Natalie.

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

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

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

"Like what?" I quizzed.

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

"Fuck that does sound naughty," I said.

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

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



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

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

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

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

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

"Yes Miss Kajal," they replied.

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

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

They obeyed and I watched four cocks hang free.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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



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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I got dressed while the men stood watching me.

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



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

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

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

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

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

"You look amazing Natalie," I cooed.



Sunny Leone interrupted

"Is everyone ready?" she asked.

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

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

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

We were ready to go.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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



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

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

Swish, Thwack, Scream.

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

He yelled in pain again.

"Why are you doing this?" he cried.

Swish, Thwack, Scream.

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

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

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

He said nothing.

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

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

Swish. Thwack. Scream.

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

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



He said nothing.

Swish. Thwack. Scream

"I asked you a question. Answer me!"

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

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

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

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

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

Swish. Thwack. Scream.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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



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

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

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

I burst out laughing, pointing at his cock.

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

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

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

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

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

Swish. Thwack. Scream.

I whacked him across his stomach this time.

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

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

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

He stood there starring at his bald cock.

"What do you say?" I prompted him.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I don't remember Miss Kajal."

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

He didn't answer.

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

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

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

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

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

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

He stayed silent and blushed even more.

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

He stayed silent. His cock twitched.

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



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

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

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

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

"No Miss Kajal," she giggled.

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

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

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

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



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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Victors cock was still not fully hard.

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



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

"Eat me Natalie!" I ordered.

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

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



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

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

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

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

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

"Are you going to cum Natalie?" I asked

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

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

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

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

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



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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Ooooh I'm cumming. Fuuuuuccccckkkkkkk."

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



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

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

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

His cock was stiff and purple and looked painful.

"Show him your cunt Natalie," I ordered.

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

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

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

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

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

"Mmmmpphhh," was his reply.

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

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

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

"Hungry?" I asked.



He looked at her juicy crotch, but stayed silent.

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

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

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

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

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

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

He flinched in pain.

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

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

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

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

"Yes Miss Kajal."

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

"No more please," sobbed Victor.

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

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



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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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



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

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

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

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

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

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



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

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

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



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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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



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

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

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

I took her hand and led her towards Victor.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

His balls started to tighten.

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

I let go of his cock and stood up.

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

"Yes Miss Kajal."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Mmmmm looks delicious," I said.

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

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

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

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

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

"Teehee so dirty," tittered Natalie.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He swallowed with a gulp..

"Show me."

He opened his mouth to prove it was all gone.

I let go of his balls

"Good boy. Now what do you say?"

"Thank you Miss Natalie," he whimpered.

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

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

"ANSWER THE GIRL!" I shouted.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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



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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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



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

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



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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Name it Miss Kajal!" he said reluctantly.

"Its easier to show you," I said.

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



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

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

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

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

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

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

He seemed less keen.

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

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

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

"OK miss Kajal."

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

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

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

"Enjoying the view?" I asked Victor.

"Mmmmpff. Yes Miss Kajal," he slurped.



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

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

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

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



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

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

I needed to climax. I was on the edge.

Licking hard. Fucking deep. Almost there.

"Yessss Oooooh, Fuck me boys."

Licking hard. Fucking deeper. Any second.

"Make me cum. Holy shit keep going."

Licking hard. Fucking deep. Here it comes.

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

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

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

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

I lay there for a minute or two recovering.



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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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



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

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

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

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

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

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

I moved up and knelt next to Victors head.

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

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

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

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

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

"So we understand each other?"

"Yes Miss Kajal I understand completely."

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



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

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

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

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

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

That was all it took.

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

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



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

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

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

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

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

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



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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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



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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

His cock was twitching in front of me.

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

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

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

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

I kept going.

"Oh my god," he panted.

In and out.

"Oh my god. Miss Kajal."

Hard and fast.

"Oh Fuck! Yes!"

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

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

I pulled him out and climbed off.

"Pathetic little bitch!" I shouted.

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



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

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

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

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

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

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

My revenge was complete.

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

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

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

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

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

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



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

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

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

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

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

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

"What training?" I asked.

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

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

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

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