9 comments/ 83419 views/ 69 favorites Kera Makes a Video By: spankprof32 Author's note: This story is the continuation of "Kera Receives a Visitor" but can be read on its own as well. * Kera had a boyfriend. It had never occurred to me that the 20-year-old babysitter that I'd begun an affair of sorts with had another man in her life. In retrospect, it should have been obvious: she was an attractive, friendly young woman who any guy would be lucky to have. After all, it wasn't like her penchant for submissive sex was written on her face. She seemed sweet. Innocent, even. I was, however, confronted with incontrovertible proof of the fact that she was seeing, or at least fucking, another man. Once again, I was watching my nannycam. I'd asked her to babysit in the evening for a change. Kera had arrived looking quite sexy, probably with the expectation that I'd already arranged for my son Alex to be elsewhere, and that my call was merely a pretext for another round of rough sex. This time, however, it was not. "You look nice," I told her, leaning down as she pecked my cheek, "I'll be back around midnight. I hope that's not a problem for you?" She gave me a pouty face. "So you really do need me to babysit?" "Yes. I really do." She threw herself on the couch and crossed her arms. "Hmmpf." "You'd better watch the attitude, young lady." She stuck out her tongue. "Sorry, Kera," I said, grabbing my coat, "I really have to go this time. Luckily for you, Alex is in bed already." "And no funny business," I said, walking out the door, "remember that you're on video!" That was the previous evening. Now, the next afternoon, alone in my home office, I reviewed the nannycam video from the night before. Mostly, it showed Kera on the couch, watching TV. I wouldn't have been surprised if she'd started touching herself like she did the first time I'd taped her, just to tease me. Instead, something more interesting happened. After about an hour, Kera got up to go to the door. A few seconds later, she returned to the sofa, trailed by a young man around her age. The two seemed to know each other quite well: they were soon making out furiously. His hands pawed her breasts while she reached down to take off his belt. I turned up the volume on the video and listened to the sounds of the couple's foreplay. This was not an encounter between two strangers: their movements were too familiar, too synchronized. After a few minutes of heavy petting, Kera was in her bra and panties and the young man's trousers and underwear were around his legs, exposing a not insubstantial erection. Kera knelt beside him on the couch and began to fellate him. As she sucked his cock into her mouth, she reached into her panties and began to play with herself. "You little whore!" I exclaimed, out loud, to myself. As if in answer to my exclamation, Kera turned to run her luscious lips along the top of her lover's penis. As she did so, she looked directly at the hidden camera and winked. "You little slut!" I cried, feeling my cock start to harden. She then sat astride her boyfriend, pushed her panties aside and slowly impaled herself on his erection. The sight of my young babysitter bouncing on her boyfriend's cock was so arousing that I unzipped my pants and began to masturbate. She made small squeaks and squeals of pleasure as she rode him, but nothing like the screams or shouted obscenities when I fucked her. She was a girl who needed it rough, and it was clear that her boyfriend, as nice as he was, didn't know how to give it to her. Still, it was an amazing sight to watch her tight round ass bounce on his cock as she kissed him. He sat mostly still as she rode him, groaning a few times when she changed speed or stopped to grind her clit down onto him. As she accelerated the pace of her ride, it became clear that he was going to cum. One knee started to twitch uncontrollably, and he grabbed her hips for the first time, pushing her down on his cock. Finally, he let out a sigh and held her on top of him for a few moments. The two kissed softly for a few minutes, Kera resting against her lover's chest. Finally, she dismounted, left the frame for a moment and returned with tissues to wipe her boyfriend's shrinking member. At least she had the courtesy to clean up, I thought. The two cuddled on the couch for around half an hour. I fast-forwarded through most of the rest of the video, until I saw the couple stand and embrace. Soon, Kera was in the frame alone again. "I know you're watching me, daddy," she said, looking directly into the camera, "I know you saw me fuck that boy. He's my boyfriend, daddy," she said, unbuttoning her pants for the second time that night, "but he doesn't know how I really need to be treated." I gulped, stroking my cock harder as Kera got on her hands and knees facing the camera. "Did you like watching me ride his big hard cock, daddy?" she asked, reaching into her panties and then to her mouth. "Mmm," she said, "this is what happens when you don't fuck me, daddy. I have to get my cum from somewhere else." She made a show of licking her fingers, then dipped back down for more. "Mmm, daddy," she moaned, rubbing her pussy while fixing her large brown eyes on the camera, "Mike just can't give it to me like you can. He didn't even make me cum," she continued, biting her lip and closing her eyes. "Are you stroking your prick for me, daddy? Are you going to shoot a big fat load?" I was indeed. I grabbed a wad of kleenex from the box on my desk. "I wish I was there to see you come, daddy. You could make me lick it all up and then clean off your cock like a good girl." "Oooooh," she moaned, finally reaching orgasm, "yes, daddyyyyyyyyyyyy!" I shot a gigantic load into the tissue paper in my left hand. "You know if you ask me about any of this I'm going to deny everything," said Kera, zipping up her pants, "I'm a good girl!" She blew the camera a kiss and then headed off to the bathroom. Fuck, I thought, has she always been this slutty or did I bring this out in her? I knew that her performance was designed to get me to punish her once again, and I intended to do just that. I'd already arranged for my mother to take Alex for the night. He'd be gone until the next afternoon. I decided to swing by Kera's dorm. I parked nearby then called her. "Hi Kera." "Hi," she said, "I thought Alex was going to be gone today. You sound upset. What's going on?" "You know perfectly well, Kera. You brought a man into my house and fucked him on the couch. Did you think I'd find that little stunt cute?" "No," she teased, "but he wasn't a 'man,' he was my boyfriend, Mike! We've been together since high school." "Does Mike know how much you love being treated like a cheap whore?" "Mr. Morris! Don't say things like that. I'm a good girl." "Kera," I said, "I want you to put on something nice and meet me in the parking garage across from your dorm in 10 minutes." "I can't," she protested, "I have to meet Mike." "Make up an excuse, Kera. I'm warning you." "No!" she said, "I'm going to go out to dinner with Mike and then to Steve's Tavern." I found it strange that she gave me the exact location of her evening's plans. Then again, I knew that she loved to play coy. "Kera, if you don't meet me in 10 minutes, there will be serious consequences." "Fuck off," she said. The phone disconnected. I called back, but it went to voicemail. If she wants to play games, I guess we'll just play games, I thought. I went home, stewed in my own erotic anxiety and anticipation until about 9 pm, then drove to Steve's Tavern. It was a college bar. Kind of a dive. The type of place that regularly served to underage students. Even at a relatively youthful 35, I stuck out like a sore thumb there, like someone's creepy uncle. I ordered a pint of beer and sat at a table in a dark corner where I could watch the entrance. After around half an hour of watching the bouncer half-heartedly check what had to be mostly fake IDs proffered by a string of college kids, I began to grow restless. Where were they? Had Kera really been trying to throw me off track, just to make me punish her even more once I actually "caught" her? My eyes scanned the darkened bar quickly. Then I saw her. Her outfit was clearly designed to get attention. Her hair was up at the back of her head, she wore a tight light-blue t-shirt and a dangerously short black skirt accompanied by a pair of thigh-high stiletto boots. She looked simultaneously stunning and trashy. "You little tart," I muttered, taking a long sip of my beer as I watched her flirt with the same college guy I'd seen her fuck on my couch. I pulled out my phone and sent her a text: "Nice outfit, slut. Way to dress to be fucked." I continued watching her until she reached into her purse and looked at her phone. She glanced around furtively without spotting me, then keyed something in quickly. A few seconds later, my phone buzzed: "Don't call me that. Women are allowed to dress provocatively without being called degrading names. Where are you?" "Go to the bathroom and I'll meet you there." She looked around again, still failing to spot me. "Not a chance," she wrote, "fuck off." "Not a chance!" I texted back, "I'm going to fuck you tonight, whether you like it or not." I watched her get up slowly and walk towards the bar, her eyes darting about, searching. Finally, she spotted me. "I see you," she wrote, standing at the bar with her back to me, waiting for a drink, "you better get lost or I'm going to send Mike over." "LOL," I texted back as I watched her return to her table, "I know your pussy is just begging for my cock. Tell me the truth, slut: does texting me make you wet?" "Maybe ;-)," she texted back, "but you need to get lost, seriously. You're the oldest guy in here!" She wasn't going to make it easy this time either, but I knew the game. I knew that some women need to be seduced and courted, and some women need to be taken. Kera was most definitely the second kind, and I was going to take her tonight, push her limits even further than I had when I fucked her in the dorms. I just had to bide my time. After watching her flirt with her boyfriend for a few more minutes, tossing her head back and giggling at what were almost certainly his inane attempts at humor, I drained my glass and left the bar. I took a brisk walk around the block, then texted Kera on my phone: "I went home. You're still babysitting next week, right?" "Sure," came her reply, about five minutes later. I walked back in the direction of the bar, then crossed the street and waited outside of it, trying to be as inconspicuous as I could be. Luckily, there were lots of passersby because it was Friday night. I examined every group of drunken coeds that came out of the bar, looking for Kera. I didn't see her. After about thirty minutes, I considered giving up and going home. It was still several hours until last call, and I didn't relish the idea of standing around outside for that long. Then, suddenly, there she was. She was alone. Where was what's-his-name? It didn't matter. I had my opportunity. I came up briskly behind her as she walked down the street away from the bar and grabbed her by the arm. "LET GO!" "Shhh," I whispered, "it's just me." "Fuck off." "You shouldn't be out here at night by yourself," I said, "it's dangerous." "You shouldn't be following me around like this," she said, trying to rid her arm of my grasp. I pulled her into a darkened alleyway, a tight space between two buildings. "What are you -!" I cut her off by putting my hand over her mouth, then turned her roughly to face the wall. "MMM!" she screamed into my hand. "You little fucking slut," I growled, "did you really think you could tease me like that and not be punished?" I unbuckled my pants with my free hand and unleashed my erect penis. It was a simple matter to quickly peel up Kera's skirt and expose her bare ass. I pulled her thong aside and probed her moistness with my finger as I held her mouth closed. "You're wet," I growled, "this fucking turns you on, doesn't it. I'm going to fuck you like a cheap whore here in this alley and you're going to love it." "MMM!" she protested. I pushed my throbbing cock to the entrance of her pussy. "Damn," I groaned, pushing inside her, "I almost wish your boyfriend could see this. You getting fucked like a filthy slut." I ground her body into the brick wall of the neighboring building as I fucked her mercilessly. I didn't care about her orgasm now, I only wanted to get off as quickly as possible inside her. "Ugh," I moaned, "take this fucking dick, whore." Suddenly, I could feel Kera's cunt contract around me as she moaned on my hand. She was coming. "Fuck!" I groaned, "you love this cock don't you?" Then I could hold back no longer. I unloaded several powerful spurts of semen into her clenching cunt. "I'm going to send you back to your boyfriend well-used," I said. I had an idea. I let her go for a moment, then grabbed her purse. "What are you doing?" "Looking for something." I found her cell phone and an eyebrow pencil. I pocketed the phone and flipped the cap off the eyebrow pencil. "What the fuck? Give me that!" I tossed her purse on the ground and grabbed both her hands and held them behind her back using only one hand. Then gave her a sharp spank across her still-bare ass. "Shhh," I said, "be a good girl." With one hand, I smoothed her hair back, exposing her forehead, then wrote a few letters in eyebrow pencil. "What the fuck is that? What the fuck are you doing?" "Relax, Kera," I said, throwing the pencil down and pulling out her camera, freeing her hands in the process, "now get on your knees." "What? No fucking way," she said, trying to wipe off her forehead. SMACK! I slapped her across the face. Not too hard, but hard enough to ensure compliance. "Fuck!" she said, clutching her cheek, "you fucking bastard." I pushed her to her knees on the dirty ground and shoved my cock in her face. "I'm sorry I had to do that, Kera, but I needed your cooperation. Put it in your mouth, slut." She complied. I fucked her face for a few moments, holding her head in place by the hair until I was fully erect again. Once I had my cock buried at the back of her throat, I reached into my pocket and grabbed her phone. CLICK! CLICK! The camera flashed twice, capturing two still images of Kera on her knees, my cock buried to the hilt in her mouth. Clearly legible on her forehead was the word I'd written in eyebrow pencil: "CUMWHORE." "MMM!" she groaned, pushing back against me with both hands. I held her head on my cock as I paged through her contacts. There it was, "Mike." I didn't have time to write a subject line. I figured the picture would speak for itself. I showed Kera the message quickly before pressing "send." "All done," I said, pulling my cock from her mouth. "You fucking bastard," she cried, "you fucking fucker. He knows everyone in my hometown. They're all going to know." "Know what?" "Fuck you." She grabbed her purse and tried to stand. "Not so fast, Kera." I yanked her head back. "You can't just leave me like this," I said, gesturing to my angry erection, "especially after that bit of cockteasing you did on my nannycam." She smiled mischievously. "Teasing? I don't know what you're talking about." I picked her up and set her down on the ground so that she was sitting on her bare ass in the alley with her back to the brick wall. "Open up, whore." I looked down into her eyes as I shoved my prick into her throat. Then I proceeded to fuck her face, driving my cock to the hilt each time. "You love this, you fucking whore," I growled, "taking this big fucking prick. Your boyfriend could never use you like I can." I pulled out and slapped her with my cock. "You should have known that I'd punish you for letting him use your pussy. I own your holes now, whore." "Mmm!" she moaned, reaching down to rub her clit. I decided to allow it for the moment. "Yes," I said, as the sounds of her gurgling filled the alley, "you love getting choked by a hard cock. You fucking dream about it don't you?" "Mmm," she groaned. "Tell me," I said, taking out my cock to let her gasp for air. "I- I," she stammered, working her clit furiously. SMACK! I slapped her in the face. "Say it, slut!" "I loved getting choked by cock," she said, looking up at me, then added slyly, "choke me with your dick, daddy!" I felt even more blood rush to my cockhead. This girl was truly filthy! Pushing back into her mouth, I fucked her face with abandon. "Fucking take this cock you fucking slut," I groaned as I felt her gag reflex engage. "Shit," I said, "I'm going to fucking come!" I pulled out just as I began to shoot my load, covering Kera's forehead, cheeks and hair with my cum. She looked up at me, red-faced from her own orgasm that she'd brought on with her hand during the throat-fucking, her face covered in my semen with the word "CUMWHORE" still clearly visible across her forehead. CLICK! CLICK! Two more pictures for Mike. I pressed send and then handed the phone back to Kera. She was digging through her purse for tissues. I saw her produce a pack and begin to wipe her face. "Not so fast," I said, lifting her up and pushing her onto the street, "let's take a little walk of shame to my car, shall we?" She punched at me but I held her hands behind her back and walked closely next to her down the dimly lit street. There were still plenty of college kids out on the town, though many of them were oblivious to the cum-covered woman with an obscenity written on her forehead walking in their midst. "You fucking bastard," she whispered, "this is so humiliating." "Relax," I said, "no one's looking at you." That is, until we turned a corner and stood directly under a streetlamp. "Hey cumwhore," yelled a man from the darkness, "I've got something for you!" I squinted. We were standing in front of a frathouse. There were several young men drinking beer on the porch. They'd spotted Kera right away. "Come party with us, whore!" yelled one. Kera turned bright red. "Kera," I whispered, "I'm starting to think that might be a good idea. After all, I told you there'd be serious consequences for disobeying me." "Like what?" she spat. "Like getting fucked by a whole fraternity." "Don't you dare." Pushing her ahead of me, I approached the porch. A cheer went up among the crowd of young men. "Hi guys," I said, "this is Kera." Kera began struggling against me, her eyes wide in panic. I grabbed her around the waist to prevent her from escaping. She kicked at me, trying to hit my shins, but I tilted her to the side, bringing her flailing ankles out of line with my legs. "She loves degrading, submissive sex," I explained. "WOOO!" cried someone from the back. "Won't you invite us in?" I asked. ---- A few minutes later, all of the preparations had been made. After consulting with several of the frat brothers, we had convened in a large ballroom on the lower floor of the frathouse. The room was remarkably clean for a place inhabited by men in their early 20s. Kera had been completely stripped, cuffed, gagged and blindfolded. Her hair, now down, was pulled back in a ponytail. She was bent across the seat of a wooden chair in the center of the room, on lewd display for the crowd. Not only were there over twenty men, there were several young women around Kera's age present as well. It was a party atmosphere. A keg had been tapped in one corner while a bartender mixed drinks in another. Kera Makes a Video "Ok guys," I said, "everyone who wants to fuck Kera is going to get their chance tonight." A roar went up through the crowd. I smiled as Kera's face turned bright red. "CUMWHORE" was still clearly visible on her forehead. I held up my hand for silence. "There are some ground rules. If you fuck her pussy, you must use a condom. And, when you come, either from fucking or from masturbating while watching Kera get fucked, please shoot your load here." I held up a crystal punchbowl that I'd found in the frat kitchen. "Is that clear?" There was a roar of approval. "One more thing," I continued, "no fucking her ass. That privilege belongs to me alone." The guys, some of them already holding their erect cocks in their hands, nodded in agreement. "Alright," I said, "go get her, boys. You'll probably never get a chance to fuck a sluttier woman." I walked to the center of the room and placed the punchbowl on the floor in front of Kera. She'd find out about it soon enough. The situation had gone from celebratory to tense. No one seemed to want to be the first. Finally, one man, clearly an athlete from the look of his build, stepped forward fisting his gigantic erection. "Guess I'll do the honors," he said, smiling. Phone cameras flashed as the young man maneuvered into place, pressing his condom-covered cockhead to Kera's pussy lips. "Shit," he said, "this bitch is wet! She really wants to get fucked!" The crowd laughed. Kera winced in pain as he drove his turgid rod home, pressing into her vagina without giving her the time to accommodate his size. "Fuck she's tight!" "God!" said one of the sorority girls, "look at that filthy slut! What a fucking whore." The sound of the first man fucking Kera's pussy filled the room. At first he was almost timid, gliding into her cunt with his hands just resting on her asscheeks. Then, as his arousal intensified, he gripped her hips harder, slamming his cock home. "Ugh," he moaned, "take this cock!" Another well-endowed man stepped up to Kera's head, standing there cluelessly while his frat brother abused her pussy with his gigantic cock. "Here," said the man fucking Kera's vagina, "let me help." He grabbed Kera's ponytail and pulled her hair back. "Take out her gag," yelled another man, stating the obvious. The frat brother at her head reached behind and unhooked Kera's gag. "You fucking bastards," she spat, but then started moaning softly as the man behind her started fucking her even harder. "Shut that bitch up, Doug!" shouted one of the sorority girls in the audience. Doug pushed his cock into Kera's mouth. She was now being skewered on both ends by well-endowed men. "Fuck," groaned Doug, bottoming out in her throat, "this cunt can suck a dick!" I had filmed all of the action up to now on Kera's camera phone. I would make sure that Mike got a copy. "Yeah, fuck that bitch," yelled one of the men in the audience, "use that pussy up." "Damn guys," yelled the man slamming Kera's pussy, "I'm gonna cum!" He pulled out of her cunt and walked over to the bowl, peeling off his condom and throwing it on the floor before busting his nut into the punchbowl. "Shit that was good," he exclaimed, wiping his shrinking dick in Kera's hair as Doug fucked her face. Another man had already taken her place. He seemed older than the rest, more sure of himself, and he wasn't afraid to get rough. SMACK! SMACK! He spanked Kera's ass twice, causing her to moan on Doug's dick. "Alright you fucking whore, " he growled, "let's see how much dick you can take." He groaned as he slid his cock into her. WHACK! WHACK! He landed two smacks across her pale ass with his meaty hands before grabbing her hips and slamming his cock into her. "Yeah bro," shouted someone, "tear that pussy up." In the meantime, Doug pulled out and shot his load into the punchbowl. There were two men waiting to take his place. One of them had no qualms about roughing Kera up a bit. "Tell me you want this dick, slut," he commanded. "Fuck off," Kera spat, gasping from the drilling her pussy was receiving. "Slap that bitch," yelled one of the sorority sisters, "make her take that fucking cock." SMACK! The man slapped Kera across the face, leaving a red mark on her cheek. Then he pushed his cock into her throat. The sounds of throat-fucking filled the room as he abused Kera's face. Each time he pulled out to let her breathe, he slapped her again, until both of her cheeks were bright red. The crowd cheered each time he rammed his cock home. "Mess that bitch up," said one of the girls, "choke her on that cock." In the meantime, a different man was fucking Kera's pussy, the first having already deposited his load in the bowl. There was quite a line forming now. "Make sure you get a close up of this bitch's face while I fuck her," said the man who had been throatfucking and slapping Kera mercilessly for the better part of 10 minutes. A sorority girl wielding a camera phone stepped up to get a better shot. "Fuck," groaned the man, "I'm gonna nut." "Do it in the bowl," instructed the man fucking her pussy. "Shit!" cried the first, dropping a gigantic, sticky load of semen into the punchbowl. Kera was still blindfolded. "What bowl?" she asked, taking advantage of the moment of rest to catch her breath. "Shut up, whore," said the next frat boy, taking hold of her hair and shoving his cock in her mouth, "take this fucking cock like a good slut." Not all of the guys that fucked her were rough. Some of them treated her almost like she was a girlfriend or lover, caressing her hair gently while slowly fucking her mouth, or massaging her buttocks and nipples while plunging into her from behind. These men gave Kera a needed reprieve from the rougher ones, though I couldn't help but notice how her body got a little slacker, her demeanor slightly indifferent every time one of the "nicer" guys stepped up. She truly loved rough sex. At the moment, the man fucking her was not one of the "nicer" ones. Tall, muscular and extremely well endowed, he'd started with her pussy, holding her hips firmly while ramming his rod home. Even though she'd been thoroughly stretched by this point, I could still see Kera strain to accommodate his size, moaning in surprise on the man's cock who she was currently sucking as the well-endowed muscular man pushed into her. "Fuck this whore is tight," he groaned, shoving his magnum-covered cock into her. The man whose dick she was sucking withdrew, pointing his cock downward just in time to shoot his load into the bowl on the floor, which was rapidly filling with cum. "Ughh," groaned Kera, "fuck that dick is big. Give me that fucking cock." It was the first time she'd admitted to enjoying the treatment she was receiving. A cheer went up from the crowd. "Give it to her, Steve," said one of the sorority girls, "I knew she was a slut." Steve plowed her from behind until Kera came quite audibly. Steve, however, wasn't finished. Stripping off his condom and tossing it carelessly to the floor, he walked around to Kera's front, greeting her by slapping her in the face with his cock. "Oh my god," said a woman standing next to me, "it's all true, isn't it?" I didn't know for sure if her comment had been addressed to me, but I turned and looked at her anyway. Her face was a mixture of revulsion and fascination. She was a nice looking young woman with bleached blond hair and blue eyes. "She's my roommate," she said. "Who?" "Kera," she pointed, "her." "I got a call from my friends that she was down here getting fucked by all these guys," she continued, "the whole campus must know by now." "Looks like it," I said. "Last week when I was gone she was having super loud rough sex in our room with some guy who she was calling 'daddy'," she said, looking at Kera in fascination as Steve slowly pushed his oversized dick into her throat. "Really?" "Yeah," she continued, "like the whole floor heard. He was spanking her and stuff, making her say all kinds of nasty things." "Sounds like fun." "Not if you have to live with it," she said, shaking her head as we both watched Steve choke Kera on his rod. "What are you doing here?" she said, turning to me. "Why?" "You're older than everyone else here." "That's true," I said, "but I think my role will be clear in a few minutes." "Now I'm curious," she said, smiling. "What's your name?" I asked her. "Lisa," she said, "why?" "Lisa, would you like to punish Kera for fucking that guy in your room?" "Sure," she said, "what do you mean?" "Would you like to spank her?" She thought for a moment. "In front of everyone?" "Of course." "Sure," she said, "yeah, I would!" "Great!" I said, looking around the room, "but what should we use?" "I've got an idea," Lisa said, smiling, "give me 15 minutes." During the 15 minutes while Lisa was gone, Kera serviced at least 10 more men. Most of them didn't have the staying power that Steve had. After fucking her face for several more minutes, he'd pulled her hair back and spit on her cheek. She'd winced. "If I can't come on the whore, I'm still going to mark her," he said, as if by way of explanation to the crowd. He then jerked a gigantic load into the punchbowl. Several of the men had lined up for a second chance at fucking the voluptuous, bound 20-year-old, even as more men appeared at the door. Steve seemed to have started a trend, as now there was a group of men surrounding Kera, each taking turns shoving their cocks down her throat, spitting on her and slapping her as they did so. "Look at this fucking whore," one of them said to the others, "what a fucking slut." Finally, Lisa appeared beside me. In her hands, she held a riding crop. "What? I ride horses," she said. "Perfect," I replied. Spotting a lull in the action, I stepped forward. "Ladies and gentlemen, your attention please," I said, raising my hand, "we are now going to move on to the second part of the show." I removed Kera's blindfold. "You fucking bastard," she said, "this is so wrong. You'll pay for this." "That's not my name, Kera." "I don't care what you want me to call you," she spat, "this is so humiliating." I stepped forward and unzipped my pants, freeing my erection. The crowd cheered. "Open up, Kera. I told you there would be serious consequences for disobeying me." "No. Fuck you." "Lisa," I called, "will you do the honors?" SMACK! Lisa brought the crop down across Kera's ass. I could see the tears spring into her eyes. "FUCK!" "Open up, Kera." She obeyed. I pushed my cock into her throat for the second time that night. "You'd better get this prick nice and wet, whore," I growled, "cause it's going in your ass next." Howls of delight went up from the crowd as I fucked Kera's face, holding her head by the hair, completely controlling the timing of the act with no regard to the moans and groans of objection that issued from her throat. "Kera," I said, "you're going to beg me to fuck you in the ass now. Is that clear?" I removed my prick from her throat. She gasped for air. "No! Not my ass," she protested. "Lisa!" I called. WHACK! Lisa's crop cracked down across Kera's beautiful buttocks for a second time. "Take that you little whore," she laughed. Kera winced again, and seemed on the verge of sobbing. "Ask me to fuck you in the ass," I repeated. She shook her head. I nodded to Lisa. CRACK! CRACK! Kera was sobbing now. "Please fuck me," she whispered. "What was that?" I asked, jerking her head up. "Please fuck me," she sobbed. I nodded to Lisa once more. CRACK! CRACK! "Ok, ok!" Kera shouted, "I can't take it anymore. Please fuck me in the ass, daddy!" The frat boys and sorority girls cheered. I walked around behind Kera and untied her hands from behind her back, then lifted her to the ground in front of the cum-filled punchbowl. "Just one more thing, whore," I said, placing my cockhead at the entrance of her asshole, "you're going to eat the cum in that bowl while I fuck this tight little virgin asshole. Is that clear?" "No way," she sobbed, "I don't care what you do to me you fucking bastard." Lisa walked around in front of Kera and pulled her head up by the hair, then slapped her across the face with an open palm. "Eat this fucking cum you dirty slut," she commanded, shoving Kera's head down into the bowl. Slowly and carefully, Kera opened her mouth and began to lick the pile of cum that the frat boys had left for her. Tears ran down her face as she did her best to choke down the cum. I pressed my cockhead partway into her tight ass, relishing the resistance I was about to break through. "Lick it up, slut!" yelled a sorority girl, snapping a picture. "MMm!" moaned Kera as I pressed further into her tight tunnel. "Fuck her ass," yelled one of the frat boys, "hurt her with that fucking cock." I pressed even further inside her. My cock was still wet from the throat-fucking I'd given her, but I spat on it again just for good measure before burying myself to the hilt in the co-ed's beautiful ass. Tears were streaming down her face now as Kera slurped up the cum out of the bowl. I pulled slowly back out of her ass and spat on my cock again before I started to fuck her. "UGGH! UGH!!" she screamed with every stroke of my dick, her mouth full of sperm. "Good girl," I groaned, "take daddy's fucking cock." I soon got into a steady rhythm, my prick plunging all the way into Kera's tight asshole with every stroke. The crowd cheered and laughed as they watched the beautiful co-ed eat up the cum they had produced while using her body for their own wanton pleasure. I could hear Kera's breathing quicken as I fucked her. Her groans of pain slowly turned into moans of pleasure. "Don't stop," she stammered, "don't stop fucking my ass, daddy!" The crowd went wild. I grunted in pleasure as I continued to fuck my babysitter's cute ass. "Good girl," I moaned, "keep eating that cum and I'll let you come on daddy's cock." Kera dropped her head back down into the bowl and continued to slurp and lick up the cum. To everyone's astonishment, she'd succeeded in getting all but a few drops. "Good girl," I moaned, "you may come on this big prick in your ass. Come now, whore!" I slapped her ass with one hand as she moaned in pleasure. "Fuck daddy...I'm coming!" After her orgasm had subsided, I pulled my prick from her ass. "Just one more load, honey," I said, pulling Kera up onto her knees to face me. I pushed my prick into her mouth and fucked her face for a few strokes. "What kind of whore are you, Kera?" I withdrew my cock and awaited her answer. "I'm a cumwhore, daddy." "Good girl." I began to stroke my cock. "Who do your holes belong to?" "To you, daddy," she said, looking up at me pleadingly as I prepared to shoot my load. "Open your mouth," I groaned, getting closer to orgasm, "take daddy's cum." Kera extended her tongue just in time to catch the arc of sperm that shot from my angry red cockhead. The next few spurts coated her lips, face and hair. After my orgasm had subsided, she took my cock greedily into her mouth, cleaning it with her tongue. "Did I take my punishment like a good girl, daddy?" she asked. "Yes you did, Kera." The crowd roared and clapped in approval. -------- Later that night back at my place, after she'd spent the better part of an hour in the shower, Kera cuddled up next to me on the couch. "Damn," she said, "I had no idea how serious you were about the consequences for disobeying you." "Now you know," I smiled, putting my arm around her, "but I'd venture to say that you quite enjoyed your punishment." "Maybe," she smirked, "but I don't know how I'm going to be able to go to class on Monday." "Why? What's going to be different?" "Everyone's going to know." "What, exactly? That you're a dirty whore? They all knew that before!" She punched my arm. "Stop it, I'm a good girl!" Before she could protest further, I leaned in to kiss her. THE END Author's note: I appreciate feedback of all kinds. If you enjoyed the story leave a comment or send me a message. For those fans who didn't like the exhibitionist turn this story took, I promise to make it up to you with another story soon.