Sextortion (23 page)

"Push as many
fingers into her cunt as you can," the tart directed as I began to
quiver. "A girl likes her cunt stretched wide open." Slipping more
fingers into my drenched vaginal canal, he rubbed my clitoris
faster, the electrifying sensations transmitting deep into my
contracting womb. "You'll soon enjoy your first fuck," the bitch
murmured. "You can fuck her and spunk up her cunt."

His first
fuck? The thought of his virginal penis penetrating me sent quivers
of excitement running up my spine. My clitoris pulsating in the
beginnings of my climax, I pictured his fresh cock driving into my
lust hole, fucking me, sperming inside me. "God!" I breathed as my
clitoris exploded in orgasm, the agonizing pleasure rippling
through my naked body. "Don't stop!"

On and on the
waves of pure sexual ecstasy rolled through my trembling flesh as
he finger-fucked me and massaged my solid clitoris. I could hear
him talking to the girl, but his words drifted through the haze of
my mind, floating on a sea of pure sexual bliss. The open centre of
my femininity crudely displayed to the young man, my vulval flesh
shaved, the crudity of my wanton act thrilled me.

"Don't stop!"
I sang again in my ecstasy as my clitoris palpitated, sending
exquisite ripples of sex through my trembling pelvis. My cunt
gripping his thrusting fingers, the mixture of sperm and my
orgasmic juices gushing from my open hole and running down between
my buttocks, I thought I'd pass out with the immense pleasure
rolling through my debased body. My sensitive nipples erect,
peeping like small penises through the holes in the steel band, my
entire body was abound with sex.

At last, my
orgasm waned, leaving me shaking violently, my cunt spasming, my
sex button receding. As his fingers left my love duct, I waited in
anticipation for him to push his fresh cock into my yearning vagina
and sperm my creamy cervix. I listened to the girl instructing him
as he pulled his zip down. Lessons in love? Lessons in lust, I
mused, opening my eyes and gazing at his beautiful cock.

His purple
globe glistening in the light as the girl pulled his foreskin back,
she instructed him to run his swollen knob up and down my wet crack
to lubricate his virginal organ. His glans between my inner petals,
he gasped as he slowly entered me, stretching me open with his
solid penis.

"Nice?" she
asked as his shaft impaled me completely, his balls pressing
against my buttocks.

"She's so hot
and wet!" he exclaimed excitedly.

"Better than
wanking?"

"God, yes! The
real thing!"

In his sexual
frenzy, he thrust his cock in and out of my tightening cunt,
gasping as his virginity slipped away. His balls buffeting my naked
buttocks, I closed my eyes, wondering where my life was taking me.
A young man fucking me? An old man fucking my mouth? What was I
doing?

"Ah, I'm...
I'm coming!" he cried, thrusting his tool in and out of my cunt
with a vengeance. I felt his spunk gushing into my sex sheath,
filling me, overflowing and running down between my buttocks. The
table would be stained, a stark reminder of my debauchery. "Ah,
it's incredible!" he breathed, ramming into me, his spunk jetting
as his swinging balls drained.

He halted the
fucking before I reached my climax, resting his weight on his hands
as his cock deflated inside my drenched vagina. Watching him
through my eyelashes, his flushed face, I smiled. I'd never been
fucked by a virgin before and the notion sent erotic quivers
through my womb. For as long as he lived, he'd never forget me, his
first fuck.

"Well?" the
bitch smiled as he pulled his baptized cock out of my sex duct.
"How was it for you?"

"Amazing!" he
beamed, clambering to his feet and zipping his jeans. "Absolutely
incredible!"

"You're a man
now."

"Yes, yes I
am."

As they left
the room, I lifted my head and gazed at my hairless vaginal lips,
the blend of sperm and cunt milk glistening in the open groove of
my sex valley. Were there any more men? I wondered as I heard the
front door close. Where was Danny? He still hadn't phoned and I
began to worry about him. Was he worried about me?

"Well, that's
all for the time being," the bitch grinned as she stood before me.
"I'll take the steel band off in a minute."

"You needn't
think that you're going to use me like this again!" I hissed.

"Right, as you
seem to have forgotten that I call the shots, I'll whip your
cunt."

Delving into
her bag of tricks, she pulled out a small plastic paddle with a
long handle. Lifting my head as she knelt between my feet, I
grimaced in anticipation as she gently patted my swollen vaginal
lips with the flat paddle. The slapping sound growing louder as she
smacked my jismed sex flesh harder, I bit my lip as the pain began
to permeate my sensitive outer labia. Striking my protruding inner
lips, she lost control and thrashed my stinging flesh for all her
worth.

"This'll teach
you!" she stormed, beating my cunt. "You're going to earn me a lot
of money! If you dare to argue with me again, I'll keep you chained
up like an animal!"

My fleshy
vaginal cushions stinging like hell, she repeatedly thrashed me
with the paddle, turning my cunt a fire-red. My fists clenched, my
head tossing from side to side as the smacking sounds resounded
around the room, I squeezed my eyes shut, determined to endure the
beautifully agonizing pain. Was I a masochist? I wondered as the
pain intensified and my clitoris throbbed.

"More!" I
cried involuntarily, shocking myself as she continued to thrash my
burning cunt. To my horror, I climaxed, my clitoris pulsating in
orgasm, my rhythmically contracting vagina pumping out its exotic
blend of sperm and cunt juice. On and on the pleasure coursed
through my rigid body, taking me to incredible heights of sexual
gratification as she crudely abused the most private part of my
naked body.

"That'll do
for now," she finally said as she tossed the paddle to the floor
and examined her handiwork. "For your insolence, I'm going to leave
you there for a few hours. I'll be back this evening with some more
clients."

"You can't
leave me here!" I protested, pulling on my bonds.

"No, you're
right," she smiled, releasing my ankles and untying my wrists.

Helping me to
stand on my trembling legs, she cuffed my hands behind my back and
packed her instruments of sexual torture into her bag. Sperm
coursing down my inner thighs, I couldn't believe that she was
going to leave me like that. I couldn't dress, answer the phone...
I couldn't do anything.

"See you
later," she smiled sweetly, leaving the room.

"Please!" I
called. "Please, Alison!"

The front door
slamming shut, I wondered what to do as I walked around the room.
Try as I did, I couldn't slip my hands out of the cuffs. When Danny
phoned, if he phoned, I might be able to answer by knocking the
receiver off and... No, it was useless, I pondered anxiously. The
bitch had me where she wanted me.

Flopping into
the armchair, I gazed at my nipples seeking air from their
monstrous confinement, at my hairless cunt lips, glowing scarlet. I
was a prisoner in my own home and all I could do was wait for the
tart to return with more clients. Sperm oozing between my abused
pussy lips, I made myself as comfortable as I could, wondering at
my latest horrendous predicament. Would the horror ever end?

The evening
nearing, my apprehension rose as I paced the floor, my hands
tethered behind my back. When would the girl return? Who would she
bring with her? More men, more cocks, more spunk. My vaginal lips
sticky with a sordid cocktail of sperm and sex milk, I desperately
wanted to have a shower, to dress and escape from the house. But
with my hands cuffed, I couldn't even make myself something to eat
or enjoy a cup of coffee.

Danny still
hadn't phoned, and again I began to wonder whether he was in league
with the tart. My only contact with the outside world now being
with the bitch and her clients, I felt so isolated. It seemed that
everyone was ganging up against me, scheming their schemes,
planning my life.

As I passed
through the hall to the kitchen, it suddenly occurred to me that
the bitch couldn't get in. I couldn't open the door, and she didn't
have a key. Panicking as I thought I'd be imprisoned in the house
forever, I tried to unlock the back door, but the key fell to the
floor. Tears streaming down my face as I knelt to try and retrieve
it, I jumped as I heard the front door open. Danny? I wondered,
dashing into the hall. Had he changed his mind and...

"Ah, there you
are," the bitch grinned.

"How did you
get in?" I gasped as three men followed her into the house and
gazed at my shaved pussy lips, my naked mons.

"I have a key,
Selina. Not only a key to the door, but a key to your life."

"You can't
just walk in here and..."

"I have just
walked in."

Staring at her
in shocked amazement as she opened the dining room door, a bolt of
fear shook my naked body as she grabbed my arm and marched me into
the room. Numb, I couldn't speak as she dumped her bag on the floor
and ordered me to lie on the table. My chest tight with anxiety as
she released the handcuffs, I knew I had no choice - my fate was
sealed.

"That's it, on
your back," she said as I climbed onto the table. "Legs wide apart,
Selina," she instructed me, dragging me along the polished top
until my buttocks were over the edge of the table. "We want your
cunt open," she giggled, placing my feet on two chairs. "Wide
open."

Pulling my
arms behind my head, she bound each wrist with rope and secured the
ends to the table legs. Tying my feet to the chairs, she placed
another chair at the foot of the table and sat down between my
parted thighs as the men tugged their trousers down. Her tongue
lapping between my pussy lips, cleansing me, she pressed her mouth
against my open sex hole and sucked out the cocktail of juices and
sperm. Her tongue entering me, exploring deep inside my slippery
vaginal duct, she peeled my fleshy sex cushions wide apart,
exposing my inner folds.

Looking up at
the ceiling as she lapped between my pink petals, teasing my
clitoris, exploring inside my vaginal duct, I wondered where this
would all end. In hell, I supposed. This was hell! But the illicit
coupling excited me. The men watching the crude lesbian licking, I
felt a quiver run up my spine. A battle of morals raging in my
mind, I knew I should stop fighting. After all, who was I fighting?
Myself?

"Mmm, you
taste nice," she breathed. "I love drinking spunk and cunny milk,
it turns me on." Rising to her feet, she took her coat off,
revealing her naked body, her pert breasts topped with beautifully
elongated nipples. Clambering onto the table, she placed her knees
either side of my head, her open vaginal entrance hovering above my
face as she buried her head between my thighs and lapped between my
sex lips.

As one of the
naked men knelt behind her, his heavy balls brushing my forehead as
his huge knob drove deep into her cunt, I looked on in amazement.
The sex coupling only inches from my wide eyes, the girl's cunt
lips stretched tautly around the base of the huge penis; even in a
blue movie I had never before seen anything like it. The man's
erect organ withdrawing, dripping with her sex milk; I watched her
pink inner lips clinging to the veined shaft. Driving into her
again as she continued to lick and suck my clitoris, the man's
heavy balls rolling over my forehead, I closed my eyes as she
lowered her body, her hot cunt flesh pressed against my face, his
wet shaft gliding over my nose.

"I'll take her
cunt," another man enthused, moving to the foot of the table. The
penis squelching within her slippery vagina, my face wet with her
flowing juices, I felt a knob stabbing between my sex lips. Driving
into my cunt, the huge shaft stretching me open, never had I known
such obscenity, such debauchery. The bitch obviously wasn't saving
her sex sheath for Danny, I reflected, watching the man's massive
cock fucking her wet cunt as another cock shafted my spasming
vagina.

"Lick me,
bitch!" she gasped, forcing her wet flesh harder against my mouth,
the man's dripping cock rubbing my nose. Pushing my tongue out, I
tasted her sex milk, licked the pistoning shaft, lapped at her
crimsoning flesh. The man gasping, I knew he was about to come, and
I waited in anticipation for his spunk to drip from his shaft, to
pour from her bloated cunt and baptize my mouth.

Aware that the
dark hand of debauchery had gripped me, I wondered whether I'd ever
again find normality again. But it was already too late, I feared.
I'd travelled too far down the path of corruption, crossed the
threshold of iniquity to a realm of extreme sex.

"I'm coming!"
the man towering above my head gasped, his cock swelling as he
fucked the bitch. His lower belly slapping her naked buttocks as he
rammed his knob in and out of her drenched cunt, I lapped up the
spunk dripping from his shaft, gushing from her bloated vagina. On
and on the opaque liquid flowed, bathing my face, running down my
chin as I savoured the products of their orgasms.

The other man
gasping as he drove his knob deep into my inflamed vagina, fucking
me in his sexual frenzy, I felt his sperm jetting over my cervix,
filling my spasming lust sheath. My own climax erupting as his
pistoning shaft massaged my exposed clitoris, I licked the girl's
pink flesh, stretched tautly around the shafting cock. Lapping up
their sex juices as my cunt contracted, hugging the thrusting
penis, I delighted in my obscenity.

My climax
gripping me, sending exquisite ripples of sex through my shaking
body, I wondered whether I was the devil's daughter. I felt
strangely comfortable in a domain where sex ruled, at home with my
immorality. Nothing else mattered - the outside world didn't exist.
My life was born of crude sex, my cunt the centre of my very being.
Had Lucifer taken my soul?