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Natasja Ch. 1

By: Sabineteas



Fred had been searching the city for weeks, looking for an unsuspecting young woman. One of his favorite places was a diner, an old train car with a counter and stools. It was nothing fancy, but a place to eat cheaply. Fred came here often, because young girls with little money and either no family or many friends in the city. He knew by past experience that patience would reward him.

As he walked into the diner he noticed two young girls sitting at the counter and he took a stool three down from them. He ordered coffee and sat watching them openly. The younger of the two noticed him and blushed from his open gaze at them. She lowered her eyes to the counter and did her best to ignore him. She whispered to her companion. The second girl looked back at him and tried to stare him down. She seemed to be getting angry at his blatant staring. Finally she spoke.

"Do you have to stare at us like that?"

Fred smiled enigmatically and sipped his coffee. He did not respond, but did not look away either. He had decided. He wanted the one that blushed and would not speak. She still had her eyes lowered and would not look at him. Fred finished his coffee and left, smiling at the two of them.

"What a nerve", he heard as he passed them on his way to the door.

Each night for the next week he returned to the diner, waiting and biding his time. Finally he found the two girls sitting at the counter. This time he sat next to the one that had spoken to him. He ordered coffee again and began to stare at them again.

The bolder girl next to him glared at him but did not move. Fred began talking this time and with his charm and looks got the two of them to speak to him. They were, he found out, secretaries at a large firm, making very little money and struggling to keep ahead of their bills. They were sisters, Natasja and Joyce, and had been in the city only a short time. Their family was from a small town over 200 miles away. Using his charm for all he was worth, he got them to relax and accept him as a possible friend and nice person. After talking for a long while the girls had to use the rest room. Fred ordered another drink for each and surreptitiously put some powder in each glass. Stirring each glass, he mixed the powder into their drinks and sat back waiting.

When the girls returned they were pleased to see the new drinks, sodas, the same as they had ordered with their meals. Happily they drank and chattered to him, opening up even more. But, as the drugged drinks took effect, they began to slur words and became a little unsteady. Not knowing what had happened to them, the girls really thought that they were getting ill. Being a "gentleman", Fred offered to take them home in a cab. The three of them got into the cab he had called, but instead of taking them home, Fred took them to a hotel. In their drugged condition, they were not sure of where they were. Almost sleepwalking he brought them into the hotel lobby and sat them down. He got a nice suite and returned to the girls, leading them to the elevator and off, down the hall to the room. As he got them both inside, he led them to a couch and helped Joyce to lie down on it. Almost as soon as she was prone, she fell asleep. Smiling, Fred took Natasja to the bedroom. He closed the door and watched her as she swayed. Natasja's eyes were open, but she did not have much control over her body. 

Fred came up behind her and let Natasja lean back against him. She felt warm and soft. Thinking about what was to come, he felt his cock grow in his pants and press against her soft ass. He reached around her and cupped her tits, squeezing them gently and felt no resistance. Knowing that he had her in his power, Fred began to undress the girl. He removed her blazer, then her blouse, dropping both on the floor. Holding her upright, he undid her skirt and watched it slide down her legs. Her bra went next and was tossed to the floor on her blouse. Kneeling behind her, Fred pulled down her pantyhose, ripping them in the process. He lifted one leg, then the other, removing her heels and the pantyhose. Dressed now in only her panties, he stood and moved in front of Natasja.

He saw two pert breasts and fondled her nipples, making them erect. Natasja moaned softly as he tweaked and pinched her nipples. Then, unable to wait any longer, he knelt again and slid her panties down her legs. He had to lift her feet again, to completely remove them. Finally his prize was naked. Fred walked her to the bed and sat her on the edge.

Taking what looked like a briefcase, he opened it and removed a video camera and tripod. He set it up and looked through the viewfinder, setting the camera to record Natasja, making sure it was properly focused. Now that he had the scene prepared, Fred removed his clothes and with an erect cock, walked to stand in front of the girl. With the camera running and recording the naked girl, he moved into the frame. All that was seen of him on the camera was part of his leg, his cock and part of his torso. Natasja, however, was shown nude and her face was on the film. Fred reached down and gently pinched her nostrils shut. In no time her mouth opened to breath and as it did, he leaned forward, letting his cock slide into her mouth. He did not go deep inside, but enough to show on film that she had his cock in her mouth.

Shuddering with the pleasure of knowing he was getting her on tape, Fred gently thrust back and forth, fucking her mouth. Natasja sat dreamy eyed, and in her drugged state did not realize what was going on. If she had known, she would have screamed.

Tiring of the game, Fred pulled back, showing his saliva-wet cock to the camera and then he pushed Natasja onto her back. He lifted her legs and twisted her around so her feet faced the end of the bed. Moving back to the camera, Fred removed it from the tripod and brought it with him to the bed. He sat it down and pushed the girl's legs open. Putting a pillow under her ass, he spit in his hand and rubbed the saliva on her pussy lips. He opened her labia with a finger and found her hole with it. He worked his finger in and out of her cunt, loosening her, getting her ready. He was so stiff it almost hurt.

Picking up the camera, he wormed his way between her legs and focusing down, he brought her pussy into the frame. Then he pushed down on his erect cock and put it at the opening of her cunt. He filmed as he worked his cock into her and when he had the head inside fully, he panned up to show her face and widened the view so that you could see her face and the image of his erect cock pushing into her. When he felt that he had enough tape of her with his cock in her to make her obey him, he set the camera down. Now he settled himself at her opening, her cunt and pushed into her. Natasja whimpered and squirmed. He slid into her deeper until he felt something holding him back. Her hymen, she was a virgin! He chuckled at his luck in finding a virgin, and then pushed harder inside her. Natasja whimpered again and began to move beneath him, trying to get away from the hard cock penetrating her virgin slit. Fred pushed into her harder and tore through her hymen. Natasja moaned loudly and squirmed beneath him. She began to pant, her mouth open as his cock thrust deep inside her no longer virgin cunt.

The tight, silky feeling of her walls stroking his cock made Fred know that he would not last long this first time. She was whimpering as he thrust into her and in a few deep, hard strokes he lost control and shot his sperm deep inside her. Collapsing on top of the girl, Fred shuddered with his release, feeling her erect nipples rub on his chest. He laid heavily on her until he caught his breath and then rolled off. He looked between her legs and saw sperm and blood tricking out of her cunt. With a smile of satisfaction he pulled her to him and held her as he fell asleep.

It was morning and the sun shone through the windows when Fred woke. Natasja was still asleep; mostly from the drug he had given her. Naked, he walked to the other room and saw that Joyce was still asleep also. He went back into the bedroom and set up the video camera to play the tape he had recorded last night. Then he shook Natasja awake. She looked around, not knowing where she was and shrieked as she saw him, naked. Fred walked to her and covered her mouth with his hand.

"Shut up bitch. There is something you need to see."

Fred turned on the play function and Natasja watched as she saw her naked body, then his cock, then his cock in her mouth. She began to cry but could not tear her eyes from the images on the television. Then she saw her legs opened, her cunt on display. Sobbing, she watched as Fred's erect cock penetrated her and gently fucked her. She knew that she was no longer a virgin. As the tape ran out, she covered her eyes and sobbed.

"Listen to me bitch, if you do not do as I tell you, a copy of this tape will be sent to your parents and your boss. You don't want that to happen, do you?"

Natasja sobbed louder, but shook her head no. She could not bear to have her mother and father see her. If her boss saw this tape, she would probably lose her job.

"Now that we have that clear between us, come her and suck me, bitch."

Natasja moaned softly, but knowing she had no choice, went to him. She looked at his cock dangling down, covered with dried sperm and blood. Fred took her hand and put it on his cock, feeling it stiffen in response. He pulled her head to it.

"Suck it you little cunt, suck it in your mouth."

Sobbing louder again, Natasja opened her mouth and sucked his cock in. She was not expert, but she tried hard. Even without any skill, Fred felt his cock harden. He let her suck and lick until he was having trouble controlling himself again. He grabbed her arms and lifted her up. Pushing her back until she fell across the bed, he got between her legs again. He spit once more on his hand and rubbed the spit into and on her pussy. Then he put the head of his cock to her and thrust inside her again. Natasja winced and whimpered once more as Fred began to fuck her again. To her horror, she felt herself moisten inside as he fucked her. She covered her eyes and sobbed softly. Fred ignored her sobs and whimpers and fucked her, more gently than last night. She felt as tight and warm, soft and tight around him. He lasted much longer and Natasja was beginning to respond to him when he came inside again. She started to bawl as she felt the sperm coat her insides.

Fred got up from the bed and left Natasja laying there, crying. As she saw him walking away she curled into a ball and sobbed softly to herself. He had her on tape, fucking and sucking and now had a hold over her. She was also very upset that he had taken her virginity.

Fred walked into the room where Joyce was sleeping off the effects of the drug he had given her the night before. He made a call and sat watching Joyce while he waited. After a time there was a knock on the door. Going to the door he took a package from the bellboy, closed the door and walked to Joyce. He opened the package and removed a set of handcuffs. Taking one of her hands, he fastened one end of the cuffs to her wrist and the other end to the leg of the couch. Smiling to himself, he returned to the bedroom.

Natasja was still curled into a ball but she had stopped crying. Fred grabbed her arm and pulled her to her feet. He led her into the bathroom, turned on the shower and pushed her into it. Following her, he took soap and washed her, then himself. They got out of the shower, and Fred dried her off and then himself. Natasja did not resist, even when he washed her tits and pussy, but she did blush. Her face stayed red throughout the washing and drying.

Fred now took her arm and led her out the bathroom and to the bedroom door. Opening it, he pulled her through to the other room of the suite where her sister still slept. When Natasja saw Joyce, she stopped, but a swift smack to her ass got her moving again. Fred took her to a footstool and made her kneel. Then he reached into the package he had received earlier and cuffed Natasja to the footstool by her hands. She was now on her knees and bent over the stool. As soon as he had her as he wanted her, Fred moved to Joyce and shook her awake. Joyce lay on the couch opening her eyes. When she saw Natasja, cuffed to the stool and naked, Joyce tried to get up, finding that she was cuffed also.

"Be still and be quiet. You can watch."

After saying this, Fred got behind Natasja and pushed her legs wider apart. Then he bent over and began to lick at her pussy. Natasja turned an even brighter shade of red. He licked and sucked at her. Natasja saw her sister watching and felt so ashamed. But with the shame of how she was, she felt arousal as the tongue licked at her. The longer Fred licked, the more aroused she became, until she felt a quivering in her belly. She tensed and felt her insides contract and clench. Natasja had her first orgasm. She whimpered and her ass moved back and forth as the orgasm ripped through her. Fred lifted his head and smiled, then kissed her above her ass, letting the juices he had licked from her moisten her skin. Then he walked around Natasja and knelt in front of her. 

"Your turn, girl, suck me."

Natasja looked at him in shock and with her sister in the room she said:

"No, I will not do that."

Fred looked at her and gave her a nasty smile. He got up and walked to the bedroom. Coming back he held his belt. He showed it to Natasja.

"Are you sure girl?"

Natasja did not realize the significance of the belt.

"I will not do that."

Fred walked behind her and suddenly Natasja felt a slash of burning pain on her ass. She shrieked and felt another blow to her ass. The blows came fast and furious until her entire ass felt as though it was on fire.

"Oh god, my god, please stop it. Please, I will do it. Just don't hit me anymore."

Fred came back to face her, smiling again, with the belt dangling from his hand. Kneeling again, he lifted his cock to her mouth. Natasja began to cry again but opened her mouth and took his cock inside. She was not expert by any means, but she sucked and licked frantically. She did not want the belt again. Even as she sucked Fred, she could see Joyce watching her. Now in addition to the fear and pain she had felt, she felt humiliation at having her sister see her sucking.

Fred enjoyed her mouth and hardened until he was erect and throbbing in her mouth. He began to give her instructions on how to suck better and where to lick. Natasja listened and began to follow his instructions. Before long Fred was panting and moaning himself. Natasja only felt the shame and pain in her jaw from having her mouth held open. Fred finally could not stand it any longer and he gripped her head and began to thrust into her mouth. Now he did not care, and with each thrust, Natasja gagged on his cock. He was going to back of her mouth each time, gagging her. Her eyes began to water again and Fred got a thrill from hearing her gag. She was still afraid and trying to suck his cock, when he came in her mouth. Now she was choking as his sperm filled the back of her mouth. Her spurted a lot into her. Natasja was trying to get away and get his dick out of her mouth so she could keep from choking, but Fred held her head in place.

He smiled at her.

"Swallow it."

With a look of disgust she silently refused. Fred smiled again and picked up the belt from the floor. All he had to do was to show it to Natasja. As soon as the belt appeared in front of her eyes, she began to swallow his sperm. She choked it down, swallowing several times. Fred took his cock from her mouth.

"Lick around inside your mouth, I don't want any wasted."

Natasja did as she was told. She still feared the belt. Joyce watched the whole process in disbelief. She could not believe that her sister was naked and sucking a man's cock, swallowing his sperm. Now, however, something new was going to be added.

Fred unfastened Natasja from the stool and led her to the couch. He cuffed her to leg in the middle, and he unfastened Joyce. Holding onto to Joyce firmly, he moved her so that she was in front of Nastaja, one leg on either side of her. Then he pulled her dress up and pulled Joyce's panties down to her ankles. He then pushed Natasja's face directly into Joyce's cunt. Joyce began to babble and Natasja pulled her head back, shocked.

"Shut up Joyce. Keep your fat mouth shut. Natasja, I want you to lick her right on her pussy. Lean forward and do it now."

Natasja held her head up and did not move. Fred bent and picked up the belt again. Natasja saw him and with her stomach clenching in fear bent and started licking Joyce frantically. It was too late.

"I will not put up with this crap Natasja. Every time I tell you to do something, I expect immediate obedience."

Fred walked behind her and she heard the whoosh of the belt just before another line of pain bisected her ass. She squealed, but kept licking as Fred lashed her with the belt six times. Joyce watched biting her lip so she kept quiet. Natasja licked and sucked Joyce's cunt until she came, whimpering and biting her lips.

"Good girl, good little pet, Natasja."

Fred had become erect again, watching Natasja licking Joyce, but there was something different in his mind now. He left the two girls as they were, going into the bedroom again. This time he returned with a tube of lubricant. Neither Joyce nor Natasja knew what it was. He pried open Natasja's ass and dripped the lubricant on her anus. Natasja could not figure out what was going on until she felt his finger at her anus.

"OH GOD NOOOOOOOOOO. PLEASE DON'T. NOT THERE, PLEASE NOT THERE."

Joyce did not understand, she could not see clearly enough to tell what was going on, just that her sister was panicking. Fred worked one finger into Natasja's anus, moving it around and in and out. Soon she felt looser, and he put another finger up her ass. He moved the two fingers around until her asshole felt opened.

Natasja sighed as she felt the fingers slide out of her hole, but began to blubber frantically as she felt his cock pushing at the distended opening to her rectum. 

"Oh my god, no, please don't."

The head of Fred's erect dick wormed its way into her. Natasja's head hung down and she babbled nonnonononononononono continuously. Fred worked more of his cock into her, dribbled some more lube on his cock and pushed harder. He slid in further and further until his belly was against Natasja's ass.

"Tell your sister where my cock is."

Natasja began to cry and whimper incoherently.

"Tell her now or I will get the belt again."

"It's in my ass Joyce. His cock is in my ass."

"Good girl. Now brace yourself."

Fred began thrusting and he added lube to her opening. Natasja lowered her head to Joyce's abdomen and began to cry louder and louder. Fred pushed her face down so the cries were muffled and he fucked her up the ass. She was tight and with all the lube, slick as a cunt. Fred humped into her, filling her ass with cock.

"What am I doing, Natasja?"

You're f-f-f-fucking me. F-f-fucking my ass."

Shortly after she said this, Fred could not hold back any longer and came up her ass into her rectum. Satisfied, he slumped over her back and as his cock softened it slipped out of her. Natasja knelt with Fred leaning over her crying once again.

First, now that you have seen what has begun to happen to Natasja, it seems time to get to know the girl.

Natasja is a 20-year-old small town girl. She has education past high school from a business college where she took classes in secretarial work. She came to the city from home with her sister Joyce who is one year older than her. The girl's parents would not let one of them come to the city alone. Only when the two of them were through with some schooling were they allowed to come together.


Natasja Ch. 1



Natasja is a dark complected girl with brunette hair. She is 5'6" tall and weighs about 120-130 pounds. She is pretty but not stunning. Unlike many other girls you may find, she is not large breasted. Most would call her average in bust size. Her breasts or tits do not stand up; perky they would be called, but sag a little. Her nipples are not huge, but they are almost always sticking out, partially erect all the time. She has dark circular areoles with her nipples in the center. Natasja has a full growth of pubic hair for now. It is not long but covers her pussy completely. Dark and thick, she feels that her pubic hair makes her more womanly. Her hair is dark brown, brunette and shoulder length. She doesn't have long legs but is well proportioned. She is a muscular girl from playing soccer and volleyball in high school. Pleasing to look at but again, not stunning. Most men would want to date her. She has a pretty smile that lights up her face when she does, but due to her upbringing she is a serious young woman.

Her family is very strict, church going. She has attended church for all of her life and believes that sex before marriage is a sin, one not to be taken lightly. She guarded her virginity well. She did not date much and then only with groups of guys and girls so she was very inexperienced. She did not know much about how her body worked, how it could become aroused. Sex to her is something she knows about, that she took classes in health during school, but until she met Fred, she had never seen a man's cock. She had no idea how big a cock would get, not that she would be finding a huge one. Just a normal sized cock would look huge to her.

Now, lets go back to the hotel room.

Natasja, as we left her was on her knees, handcuffed to the couch between her sister's legs. She was naked and Joyce had her panties around her ankles. Natasja had just licked her sister to orgasm, not willingly, but due to a beating. It was the second beating she had received today for not following Fred's orders. Fred, after taking her virginity last night, had her suck him to orgasm this morning and swallow his sperm. Then as she was licking Joyce, Fred opened her ass and fucked her there also. Natasja was ashamed of herself for doing these things and humiliated because she had sucked and allowed her ass to be used in front of her sister. Fred pulled back from Natasja and left her, as she was, naked and kneeling in front of Joyce. He went to the bathroom and washed himself. Then he dressed and returned to the sitting room of the suite.

Joyce had been trying to get her legs closed, but because of how Natasja was cuffed to the couch, she could not. Natasja's head was resting on the cushion between Joyce's legs. She wasn't touching her pussy. She was crying silently, how you could tell was by the tears. Natasja made very little noise this time, just quiet little sobs. Her pussy was a little sore and her mouth and jaw were uncomfortable. What was the most distressing to her was the feeling in her ass. Even with all the lubricant that Fred used it felt raw. It felt like it was still open, also. She felt that what had happened was a mortal sin, even though there was nothing she could have done to prevent it from happening to her.

Fred had brought a towel and used it to wipe Joyce dry between her legs, making her blush deeply. Then he wiped Natasja between her cheeks and down her legs. This started the girl gasping and crying louder. 

"Oh shut up, you stupid bitch. You are not hurt and you still have all your parts."

Natasja tried hard to control her sobbing and gasping. You could see her chest heaving with the efforts she was making.

"Let me go, please. I want to get dressed and get out of here. I promise I won't say anything to anyone if you just let me go."

"I don't think so, girl. I have spent a lot of time looking for you and now that I have you I think you and I need to spend more time together."

Natasja began sobbing again when she heard this.

"OK, stop the bawling or I will get the belt again."

Natasja squealed when she heard this and with great effort began to quiet down. She had felt the belt twice today and she had no intentions of feeling it again. Just the mention of it was enough to make her mind. She was now back to where she was before Fred returned, tears but very little noise. Joyce was also very conscious of the belt since she had seen it used on Natasja.

Fred uncuffed Joyce and sat her down. 

"Now, Joyce, here is the deal. I want her (pointing at Natasja), and I want your mouth shut. If you will keep your mouth shut, I am willing to pay you $5,000 and let you go. You have to understand that you do not know who I am or where I live, so I wouldn't even have to make that offer to you. If you accept it, you will sign a statement that you have accepted $5,000 for your sister that I will keep. If you don't, you won't be going anywhere either. I will just keep the both of you."


Joyce did not want to leave Natasja, but she also did not want to stay. Then there was the $5,000 also. She was going to refuse the money. Natasja, her face tear streaked, looked at Joyce.

"Take the money and get out of here. I want you to get away. There is no reason that you should stay. Besides Joyce, I don't know if I can stand having you watch him shame me. He isn't going to stop, he is going to degrade and humiliate me. Take the money and go, please."

Joyce bent over and tried to hug her sister. They both started to cry.

"Oh Jesus Christ."

Fred picked up the belt and lashed Natasja again across her ass. She yelped and fell to her side trying to squirm away from him. Joyce put herself between the two of them, a mistake. Fred grabbed her arm and threw her down on the couch. He lifted her skirt and wrenched her panties down. Joyce tried to get up but he held her down with one had and whipped her across her ass. Joyce started screaming as he hit her again and again.

"Shut up and take it. If you keep making noise I will keep on. Once you shut up I stop."

Joyce squealed and the beating continued until she bit her hand to keep the noise down. Finally Fred let her go and stopped whipping her.

"Now, will you take the money and leave?"

Joyce sniffled into the cushions of the couch. Lifting her face she looked at her little sister. Natasja was curled into a ball, shivering, her eyes closed. She looked at Fred through blurry eyes.

"If I say no, I won't take the money, what will happen to me?"

"See her? Do you want to end up like that too?"

Joyce shuddered and lowered her head to the couch again. Faintly she heard her sister.

"Joyce, please. Take the money and leave. Go home to mummy and daddy. Tell them I disappeared. Use the money to make something of yourself, please." Joyce looked at Fred again. Beginning to sob once more she softly said:

"I'll take the money if you promise not to hurt my sister."

"I promise not to hurt her anymore than she deserves."

With that Fred sat and counted out $5,000 and handed it to Joyce.

Wiping her eyes, she found her purse and thrust the money into it. She knelt next to Natasja and held her as best she could. Kissing her on the cheek, she stood, glared at Fred and walked to the door. Turning for one last look at her little sister, she sobbed once more and opening the door she left.

Fred rushed to the bedroom and gathered together his things and Natasja's clothes. He threw them into a case and returned to the sitting room. Getting a coat from the closet he unfastened Natasja from the couch and put the coat on her. He cuffed her hands behind her and taking the case, led her from the room.

Fred led Natasja down the stairs and out of the hotel. He flagged a cab and they left the one place where Joyce knew to find them.

Fred hustled Natasja out of the hotel and flagged down a cab. He had the driver circle the block and park on the other side of the street. Waiting and watching, Fred sat back comfortably. Natasja sat huddled against the side of the cab away from him as far as she could. Suddenly Fred sat up. Natasja looked out the window towards the hotel they had just been in. Two police cars pulled up and officers got out and purposefully went into the hotel.

"I thought she would do that, the cunt. Driver, let's go now."

As the cab pulled away from the curb, Fred gave directions to another hotel. Natasja whimpered a little, knowing that he had out planned her sister. She had hoped that Joyce would be able to do something for her, but it had not worked out. Fred had her and had gotten away from the police that Joyce had told about her. She was completely depressed and despondent. Natasja had hoped to get away or to be helped, but nothing was working as she wanted. She was still with the man who had raped her. Even as she was feeling despondent, she resolved to be strong and fight back as much as she could.

As the cab got into traffic, Fred spoke to the driver.

"What do you think, is she good looking?"

The driver looked in the rear view mirror.

"It's hard to tell, I really can't see much of her where she is sitting."

Fred reached over and pulled Natasja to the middle of the cab. She did not resist this, but when he reached for her coat and unbuttoned the top button with a smile on his face, Natasja began to struggle.

"Please don't…don't, please. 

As she squirmed and twisted away from him, Fred reached over and grabbed her hair, pulling her head to his face.

"Sit still and behave. I might not be able to correct you here and now, but I do not forget misbehavior. You may want to remember that, girl."

Natasja still struggled with him. She did not want what she was afraid he was going to do. Fred slapped her face, shocking her. It was the first time that he had hit her other than on her ass and she was unprepared for it. She began to sob again but all resistance was gone. She felt his hands on her coat again, the buttons being undone, one by one. She let her head fall back on the seat and closed her eyes. Finally all the buttons were undone and Fred pushed the coat away to each side of her. Natasja was exposed to Fred and the cabdriver. Fred reached out and pinched her left nipple, making her gasp and her eyes open. As she looked ahead, she could see the cabdriver's eyes in the mirror. Fred tugged and twisted her nipple. She gasped softly and felt it becoming erect. She blushed and closed her eyes again. There was nothing she could do to stop him. He reached over and pinched and twisted her right nipple until that too was erect.

"Can you see good enough now? What do you think of the little slut?"

"I can only see down to just below her tits."

Fred laughed and told Natasja.

"Get up on your knees and face the back of the cab."

She moaned softly and struggled to turn herself with her hands cuffed behind her back. It took a while but she finally was kneeling on the seat, leaning against the seat back. Fred turned her face to him and said..

"Look at me. I want to see your expression."

Natasja turned her head to him and looked at him. She felt his hands on her legs and then the coat sliding upwards. She closed her eyes and then opened them again. She looked at Fred with loathing as he lifted her coat over her ass, baring it to the driver.

"Move your knees apart. Let him see your cunt, slut."

Natasja blushed again and tears started running out of her eyes. She did not make a sound, but moved her knees apart so that her cunt was in plain sight. Fred looked at her and smiled at her obvious embarrassment and shame. The cab driver grinned.

"She has one fine ass and a pretty little cunt, Mister. Is she tight?"

"She was a virgin until last night, weren't you, slut?

"Yes Sir, I was a virgin until you raped me last night.

"Her ass is red, Mister. What happened?"

Fred laughed and looked at Natasja. 

"Tell him what happened."

Natasja sobbed out loud at hearing that. Fred let her cry for a bit. Then he grabbed her chin and turned her face to him again. Smiling at her he nodded.

"I was disciplined for not obeying, Sir. Once for not sucking fast enough and once for fighting back against him. I was beaten with a belt."

Once she got the words out of her mouth she lowered her head and sobbed softly. Fred left her there and leaned back. She was coming along nicely, he thought. The cab pulled up to the new hotel. Natasja did not notice where they were until she felt the cab slowing and stopping. Fred had quickly opened the door and was pulling her out behind him. She moaned as she realized that she was going to be pulled out of the cab with her coat still around her waist. Humiliated, she squirmed, trying to get it to fall, to cover her. She failed. Natasja came out of the cab with her ass bare. As Fred stood her up, the coat fell down around her legs but it was still unbuttoned. It was partly open, showing a lot of her right leg and skin up her belly to her tits. Fred looked at her.

"Please sir, please do up my coat. I will be good, a good girl, if you will do that for me. Please?"

Fred reached out and buttoned two buttons near the middle of the coat. Natasja sighed in relief and allowed herself to be pulled into the hotel. She had forgotten about the handcuffs with her concern about exposing herself. Now she felt them and was ashamed that people might see her cuffed. They would wonder about her. She was unhappy, but knew that they were not coming off. Fred led her to the registration desk where she stood quietly while he checked in. Then he led her to the elevator while a bellboy trailed behind them with Fred's case. They went up to their floor and followed the bellboy to their rooms. He opened the door for them and Natasja felt the cuffs come off her wrists. As the bellboy sat down the case and turned to them Fred spoke.

"Give him your coat to hang up, Natasja."

She stared at him with an expression of humiliation on her face and stood still, unmoving.

"Give him your coat, girl, NOW."

With a sob bubbling in her throat, she undid the two buttons. Looking down at the floor she let the coat slid off her shoulders and caught it with her hands. With tears running down her cheeks she held the coat out with one hand, the other covering her pussy. As the shocked bellboy took her coat she stood unmoving, her breasts heaving with her breathing. As he took it, she covered her breasts with the hand that had held the coat.

"Arms at your sides. I am sure he has seen a naked woman before." With an audible moan, Natasja lowered her arms to her sides. She stood naked and exposed in front of a man she had just met 5 minutes ago. The bellboy stared at her and finally hung her coat in the closet. He turned back to Fred and Natasja. Fred tipped him and looked at him, then Natasja.

"You can touch her tits if you want to."

Natasja began to cry out loud but did not move. The bellboy grinned and reached for her. His hands cupped her tits and lifted them. He rubbed his thumbs over her nipples making them hard again. Natasja was breathing hard and crying as she felt the strange hands on her. He squeezed her tits and she gasped, looking up into his face and then lowering her eyes once again to the floor. The bellboy continued to fondle and squeeze her until Fred told him it was enough. He left with a smile on his face. Natasja was still crying.

"Oh for god's sake stop it. You may as well get used to it. It won't be the last time."

She struggled to quiet down and the sobbing stopped, but her chest was still heaving. Fred led her to a table and chairs in front of the window. He sat her down on a chair. Then he cuffed one wrist and fastened the other end of the cuff to the chair leg. Without saying a word, he left the room, leaving her restrained and naked. Natasja sat with her eyes to the floor, waiting. Before long, Fred returned with a bag from the gift shop. He unfastened her cuff from the chair and made her stand. He dragged her into the bathroom. Once there he sat her on the edge of the bathtub. Removing his purchases from the bag he set a razor, shaving cream and scissors on the sink. Then he turned to her again and made her open her legs.

Fred knelt in front of her and took the scissors. He reached to her pubic hair and began to snip the hair shorter. As he did this, Natasja looked down and moaned. She did not struggle or cry. Her tears were all cried out by now. But, her breathing quickened again making her chest rise and fall noticeably. Fred continued with his clipping of her hair. Finally he set the scissors down and reached for the shaving cream. Squirting some onto one hand, he forced her legs wider apart and applied the cream to her remaining hair. He rubbed it in good and then reached for a towel to dry his hand. Next he took the razor and started to shave her. This started Natasja on another crying jag. She was so humiliated by having this done to her. Fred took his time and shaved all of her hair off except for a small strip above her cunt. Then he wiped off the excess and looked at her between the legs.

"Take a look."

Natasja looked down and saw that she had no hair left on her pussy lips, just a little strip to show she was old enough to be a woman. She closed her eyes and struggled to stop crying once more.

"Turn over and get on your knees, your belly over the side of the tub." As if she was hypnotized, Natasja did as she was told. Fred took the shaving cream once again and this time he lathered her between her ass cheeks and down to her anus. She shuddered as he was doing this to her, but made no effort to struggle or get away. Shortly she felt the razor scraping the hair from between her cheeks and down to her pussy. When he had finished this, Fred wiped her clean again and then applied some lotion to her, reaching between her legs as she knelt to lotion her labia also. Natasja shivered as he did this.

Now Fred led her to the bedroom and made her lay on the bed with her legs dangling over the edge. He knelt between them and opened her labia with fingers from each hand. He then lowered his face to her pussy and began to lick to her. Natasja moaned as he did. Soon she was moaning for a different reason than shame. Fred expertly aroused her and licked her until she had a jolting orgasm. Natasja whimpered as she came on his mouth on tongue, twitching and squirming on the bed. Fred left her when she started to settle down and came back with a towel, wiping her again. Then he lotioned her pussy once again.

Taking her by the hand, he led her back to the table, cuffing her once more to chair leg. Then he called room service and ordered breakfast for the two of them. Natasja was in a fog and heard nothing. She sat and stared out the window of the suite.

Natasja was still looking out the window of the suite when she heard a knock at the door. She whimpered softly to herself and looked to the door, then to Fred. He was up and moving to the door. Glancing at her, he smiled. As he reached the door, you could hear "Room service".

Fred opened the door and a young woman pushed a room service cart into the room. Natasja lowered her eyes to the floor, blushing. She was still naked and fastened to the chair she sat on. The young woman stopped with her mouth open, staring at her. 

"You can set the order on that table."

The room service waitress began pushing the cart again until it was next to Natasja. She took the covered plates and coffee from the cart and set them on the table, but could not take her eyes off the naked woman sitting at it. Fred moved behind Natasja and put his arms around her.

"You can look, she hates it, but she has no choice in the matter."

The young woman stared at Natasja. Fred put his hands under her tits and lifted them. He rubbed his thumbs over her nipples. Natasja was so ashamed, partly for being naked, partly because her treacherous nipples hardened almost immediately when Fred touched them. She kept her eyes downcast and moaned softly. 




Natasja Ch. 1



"Look at her and tell her thank you."

Natasja moaned a little louder, lifted her face from the floor. She looked at the young woman and as she did, a tear trickled down her cheek from her left eye.

"Thank you."

"I want an opinion. Natasja, open your legs. I want to see if she approves of your trim."

Natasja's head snapped around and stared at Fred. She saw him finger the buckle on his belt. Remembering how the belt had felt and not sure if he would use it now in front of the woman, Natasja turned her body as much as she could to face the woman. Lowering her eyes again, she let her legs open so that her cunt was on display. Biting her lip she sat quietly.

"What do you think? Should she keep the hair or get rid of it all?"

The waitress looked at her pussy, then at Fred, then back at her pussy. "I think it looks lovely."

Natasja choked back a sob and sat silently with her pussy showing. Fred gave the woman a good tip. She left with the cart.

"Must you humiliate me so? I am so ashamed of myself. You are making me act and behave like a whore."

"Perhaps that is what I want from you, Natasja. Perhaps I want you to be my whore. But, even if I don't, you will show yourself to whomever I want you to and whenever I want. If you have not figured it out yet, your tits are mine, your ass is mine, and your cunt is mine. And it is a cunt, Natasja, not a vagina, not a pussy. That slit between your legs with a hole in it is a cunt. Say it. Tell me that you have a cunt, Natasja."

Natasja looked at him again with loathing in her eyes.

"I have a cunt. You like that? I have a cunt between my legs, a dirty, filthy cunt."

Fred smiled at her. 

"Just remember Natasja, it is tits, ass, and cunt. I may have you ask me what it is I want you to show to someone. You had best use the correct words. Now let's eat our breakfast. We have things to do today for you."

Fred sat down across from her and uncovered the plates. He poured coffee for the two of them and started eating. Even though she had no appetite, Natasja ate since she did not know when the next time food would be available. Fred ate fast and sat back to watch her. She ate as much as she could and drank some coffee. With a smile, Fred poured her some more. He seemed to be in a patient mood. Natasja could not figure out why. As she sat and sipped her coffee, she stared out the window of the suite. Fred sat, saying nothing, just watching her. In a short while Natasja felt uncomfortable. She had to use the bathroom.

"Please unfasten me. I need to do something."

"What is that?"

"I need to do something."

"We'll sit here until you tell me what it is."

Natasja looked at him again and lowered her eyes, mumbling.

"What was that? I didn't hear you."

Natasja looked up at him again, her eyes flashing anger. Two spots of red appeared on her cheekbones. She was angry, full of hate.

"I have to use the bathroom."

"That wasn't so hard was it?"

"You are disgusting to me. I hate you!"

Fred got up from his chair. He bent and undid the cuffs from the chair, so Natasja could get up. She stood and looked at him and stalked off to the bathroom. Fred was right behind her. When she tried to close the door he blocked it and walked into the large bathroom. He leaned against the wall across from the toilet.

"Get out! You should not be in here with me!"

"Listen to me Natasja. There is nothing that you will do that will be private from me, unless I decide that you deserve privacy. You have to use the toilet, do you? You have 5 minutes. It's your choice. But if you don't use it in that time, we go and you don't get to use a toilet until we come back. That could be very interesting, couldn't it?"

Natasja glared at him. She really had to go, but she did not want him to see her. What he wanted to watch was very private to her. But his words told her that she could not expect privacy or any kind of dignity. With a soft moan, she moved to the toilet and sat. Now, with him standing there, she could not go.

"Spread your legs open more."

Natasja head snapped up and she stared at him. His fingers caressed the buckle of his belt. With automatic motion and quickness, she opened her legs. She really did not want him to take off his belt. With her eyes focused on the floor, she sat. Fred waited. 

"4 minutes left."

Natasja began to cry. 

"3 minutes left."

"Oh god, please. Leave me alone for this. I can't do anything with you watching me."

"Then it is going to be a very long day for you girl."

With the realization that he would not let her use a toilet anywhere unless he could watch, Natasja started to clench and relax her urethra. She was trying to milk her pee out of herself. She was groaning fearfully, afraid that he would take her out with being able to go.

"2 minutes."

Natasja looked up at Fred her eyes begging him.

"Please leave me alone, please."

Fred looked down at her and smiled. He said nothing to her.

Natasja began to squeeze down, trying to get her pee started to flow. She squeezed and grunted, embarrassing herself with the noises she was making. 

"1 minute."

As soon as she heard that, a little trickle of pee came out of her and dripped to the water in the toilet bowl. The sound was deafening to her ears. A little more trickled out and suddenly a stream exploded out of her, splashing and making a horrendous noise to her ears. She lifted both hands and covered her eyes, shoulders heaving. She was so ashamed. She continued to pee. Silent sobs came from her chest as she felt her bladder emptying. Finally she slowed to a trickle and that soon stopped.

"See, that wasn't so bad, was it?"

Natasja did not reply. She sat trying to control the heaving of her shoulders and her chest, the little silent sobs, the tears. Fred took her arm and lifted her up. She scrabbled for toilet paper. He did not let her get any but moved her to a fixture that looked to her like another toilet.

"Get over it and squat."

Natasja looked at Fred and did as she was told. Squatting, she blushed again as she felt her pussy, her cunt lips pull open. She stared at the floor again.

"I do not have to do anything more."

Fred chuckled and bent to the on-off valve. Turning it slightly, he reached between her legs and felt the water until it felt warm to him. He knelt in front of her, one hand on her shoulder, holding her down. He turned the valve more. Water started to bubble up higher. Natasha heard the sound, but her eyes were closed so she did not realize what it was. Fred turned the valve more and stream of water shot up and hit Natasja in her cunt. She shrieked in surprise and tried to get up, but Fred held her down. Her head jerked up and she stared at Fred, her eyes and mouth wide open in surprise. Fred grinned at her and held her still as the bidet washed her cunt clean. She lowered her eyes again and whimpered.

"D-d-d-don't you have any f-f-feeling for me? I-I-I-I am so ashamed. Y-y-y-you could have t-t-told me."

Fred lifted her chin.

"A surprise, a pleasant surprise, is good for you, Natasja."

He reached down and turned off the water, then lifted her to an upright position. Reaching and getting a towel, he wiped the water off her cunt and legs, turned her and wiped off her ass. Natasja stood quietly as he did this. God, she thought, I am becoming like a baby. I let him do things to me and don't resist at all. Fred finished crying her and took her into the bedroom. He sat her at a vanity with a large mirror. This time he did not cuff her to the chair. He got a brush and brushed her shoulder length hair until it was glossy and hanging attractively. Then he reached over and rubbed her nipples until they stiffened into two hard points. Leaving her for a moment, he went to the case and fumbled in it. He came back to her and sat a strange looking piece of what she thought was jewelry on the counter in front of her. He reached for her left nipple and rubbed it again, then grasped it and pulled it out, making her gasp. His other hand moved to her teat and slipped something over the nipple and pinched it shut.

"OH GOD, OH MY GOD, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"

Natasja hands came up to grasp at her left tit, but Fred batted them away. She stared down at her nipple. There was a small wire wrapped around her nipple tightly, pinching it so it bulged. The wire extended down and wrapped around a deep green jewel. The jewel dangled from her nipple, swinging back and forth. He had pinched it very tight, so tight that her nipple felt as though it was being cut off.

"Oh god, please take it off. It hurts so much. Please….."

She looked up at him with tear filled eyes. Fred smiled at her and reached for her right nipple, rolling it and pinching it. She whimpered. She knew what was coming. He pinched her nipple harder and pulled it out from her chest. Natasja bit her lip and closed her eyes. He slipped the second nipple clip over her right nipple and pinched it shut. Natasja moaned and her hands automatically started to rise. Fred grasped both hands and held them to her lap. She was moaning softly. The jewels were swaying and tugging on her nipples, making them pull against her tits. Fred lifted her chin with a finger.

"Look at yourself. What do you see?"

Natasja opened her eyes and a blurry vision was in the mirror. She blinked and blinked until her eyes cleared of tears. She could see herself from the waist up. She moaned again, from embarrassment. The pain was receding as her nipples started to go numb.

"I see a whore, fancied up like a whore. You love to shame me, humiliate me, don't you?"

"I love to make you beautiful, Natasja. Look at the stones, aren't they lovely? And each time you move, you will remember them, won't you?

Natasja nodded, even that slight movement started the stones, the jewels to swinging. She gasped as they tugged on her. 

"Let's get your coat. We have some shopping to do."

Natasja stared at him in the mirror.

"I need my clothes. They are in the case, aren't they?"

"Natasja, you won't need them anymore. I am going to buy you new clothes today. More appropriate clothes for you."

He helped her to her feet and led her to the closet by the front door. Opening it, he got her coat and helped her into it. All she had on where some low heels and her nipple jewelry. A handcuff dangled from her left wrist. Fred opened the door and led her into the hallway, walking towards the elevator.

Fred led Natasja down the hall of the hotel to the elevator. She walked beside him trying to button her coat with one hand. Fred held the other. Struggling to get the buttons done, she finally got three of them closed. Fred looked at her and grinned. He pushed the button to call the elevator. Natasja stood quietly, waiting. The elevator arrived and the two of them got on. It swiftly took them to the lobby floor and Fred took her hand. He led her to the front doors and outside. The doorman called a cab up for them and Fred held the door as she got into the cab. He followed her. Natasja sat as far away from Fred as she could, remembering that he had made her open her coat in the cab this morning. She tried to get into as small a space as she could and looked out the window. Fred chuckled out loud and she shivered, hearing him. Thankfully she was left alone all during the ride to a shopping center. Fred paid the driver and helped Natasja out of the cab. He took her hand again and led her into the shopping center. Stopping her at the directory, he looked and then led her down one of the hallways.

As they walked along, Natasja was thinking of how she could get away from him. Fred looked at her.

"Don't even think of it. I know where you live."

Natasja looked down, frustrated. None of her ideas that came into her mind seemed to work. She could not figure a way that she could get away from him. Maybe in the store, she thought. I could get away in the store. Fred led her to Victoria's Secret and then inside. He pulled her along with him until they reached the displays of panties. He stood patiently waiting until a saleslady arrived to help them. 

"How may I help you?"

"Natasja needs some panties, thongs I think. I think they should be sheer."

Natasja blushed as she heard him. She wanted to run but he held her hand tightly.

"Let me see. We have several styles that may be what you want."

The saleslady took out several pairs of sheer thong panties. 

"What size are you?"

Natasja looked up and felt so humiliated.

"I don't know. I have never worn panties like that."

Fred grinned. Looking first at Natasja and then the saleslady. "Perhaps she should be measured. Then we would know for sure."

Natasja whimpered. He was going to do it again, make her take off her coat.

"If you would get your tape measure and meet us in the dressing room?"

The saleslady nodded and walked off. Fred pulled Natasja to the dressing room door. Natasja was babbling to him quietly.

"Don't do this please. I know what you are going to do. Please don't do it. Please…."

Fred smiled at her and made her stand beside him until the saleslady came with a tape measure. She stood looking at Natasja, waiting for her to remove her coat.

I think that we should go in the dressing room, don't you Natasja?"

Natasja sobbed softly but made no attempt to stop as he led her inside behind the saleslady. She stood with her eyes on the floor. Fred undid the three buttons and then slid her coat off her shoulders. She stood, shaking, as Fred hung the coat up on a hook.

"Jesus!"

Fred chuckled at the exclamation from the saleslady.

"Just measure her hips. That should give you an idea of what size she needs."

The saleslady looked at Fred and then Natasja. Lifting her chin she gazed into her eyes.

"Are you ok?"

Natasja looked at her, then at Fred. He was toying with his belt again, smiling.

"Y-y-y-yes, I'm ok."

"Where are your clothes?"

Natasja looked quickly at Fred. He only smiled.

"I-i-i-i don't have any. H-h-he is taking me to get clothes for me."

Fred nodded at her and smiled at her response. The saleslady looked Natasja up and down. Then she bent and measured around her hips. Natasja was shaking as she did this. She was trying very hard not to cry. She noticed Fred fingering his belt buckle once more and she struggled to calm herself. The saleslady straightened up.

"Size 5 should do for her."

"Package up a dozen for her."

The saleslady looked at him.

"Don't you want one pair for her to wear? We also have some nice bras that would match. Some nightgowns too."

"Just package them and tell me how much."

The saleslady looked at Fred, then at Natasja. She shook her head and walked off. Fred got Natasja's coat and helped her into it. He buttoned two buttons and smiled at her.

"Good girl."

They walked to the cashier's counter and Fred paid for the panties. Taking the bag in one hand and Natasja's arm in the other he led her out of the store. They walked down the hallway to a ladies store. Going inside, Fred led her around looking at the dresses and other clothes. He chose several items. Dresses with buttons entirely down the front, dresses with high slits in the sides. Short skirt and jacket combinations. He took the clothes to the dressing room and waited for an attendant or saleslady. When one arrived, he handed the clothes to her. Nodding to Natasja, he said to the saleslady:

"She needs to try all these on."

Turning to Natasja he smiled and held out his hand. She began to shake and slowly undid the buttons to her coat. When she had them open, she looked at him, begging with her eyes. She sobbed softly when he made no move. Slipping the coat off her shoulders, she stood naked.

"Oh my god."

Natasja blushed deeply. She walked into the dressing room naked. Fred took the saleslady's arm and walked into the dressing room with her and the clothes.

"Give her one outfit at a time and make sure they fit her well."

The saleslady looked at Fred and began with the first. Natasja trembled as she tried on each and every outfit. Each time she had to strip in front of the woman and Fred. With the 5th outfit two women walked into the dressing room as she handed the outfit back. She stood, meekly, as they stared at her. Then she was trying on another outfit. She stood in the middle of the room, not even in a changing booth. She knew that this was what he expected of her. After they had gone by, she suddenly felt as though she did not care anymore. Anyone could see her naked, it did not make a difference.

At the end of the trying on of clothes, she had 10 outfits that Fred was satisfied with for her. He held her coat as he told the saleslady to package them and meet them at the cashier. Again he paid for the clothes and took Natasja out of the store. 

"I was going to do shoes today, but it is late. We can do that tomorrow."

He led her out of the mall and flagged a cab. Telling the driver where to go, he sat back and looked at Natasja. She was on the other side of the cab in as small a space as possible. Smiling at her, Fred sat back and whistled tunelessly all the way back to the hotel. On arrival, he got a bellboy to carry the packages to their rooms. Fred again led Natasja and on entering the room, he nodded to her. Without any orders or threats, she sighed and undid the coat, slipped it off and handed it to the bellboy. She stood naked in front of them. The bellboy had to be told to hang the coat up. Fred was laughing as he tipped him and then ushered him out of the door.

"You were a good girl today, Natasja. Good girls get rewarded."

He led her to the couch and sat her on the edge of the cushions. Pushing her back until her shoulders hit the back of the couch, he looked at her. Then he knelt and pushed her legs open, lowered his head and began to lick her cunt. Fred ate her until she moaned and shook in orgasm. Then he unzipped his pants and took his cock out. He was stiff and erect. Without lowering his pants he shuffled forward and thrust his cock up her cunt. He lifted her chin.

"Look at me, keep your eyes open and look."

Natasja looked at his face as he fucked her. He thrust slowly but steadily until he came inside her.

"Good girl, good girl."

Natasja lay back still after Fred had cum inside her once again and pulled out of her. She was numb in her mind and felt the cum trickling out of her. She looked up at him. He was standing in front of her with his cock dangling out of his pants. She sighed deeply.

"May I go and wash myself?"

Fred chuckled and nodded.

"Yes you may, girl."

He busied himself with the packages they had brought back from the stores. Natasja stood and walked naked into the bathroom, naked except for the cuff fastened to her left wrist. She felt as though she was in a dream. Nothing in her experience had prepared her for what was happening to her. She stood in the bathroom looking at herself in the mirror. She saw a naked woman. There was perspiration trickling down between her breasts. Her hair was mussed. The bathroom vanity concealed her below the waist, but she could feel cum rolling down her leg. Sighing again, she wetted a washcloth and opened her legs wider. Bending a little, Natasja wiped the cum off her thighs and then moved it to her pussy. No, she thought, it isn't a pussy or vagina any more, it is a cunt. He has made it a cunt. She gently rubbed the cloth over her cunt lips, cleaning them as well as she could. She hoped that the cum he had shot into her had leaked out of her completely. She felt so soiled when it ran out of her. She felt a little sore and winced while she wiped herself clean. She started to think about how many times he had taken her, but she couldn't remember. Sighing again, she laid the washcloth on the vanity.

Natasja stood, looking in the mirror, but not really seeing anything. She did not want to go back out to the sitting room of the suite. She bent and rested her hands on the vanity. Her mind wandered. How could this have happened to me, she thought. I was a good girl. I did not go to bars or clubs. I did not try to entice men. I worked and went home. I don't understand how or why this has happened to me. I am so alone, so upset, so depressed. She felt tears start to come. Pushing herself up, she wiped her eyes and vowed not to cry anymore. Then she decided to not let him break her anymore than he had done already. She stood upright, turned and walked into the sitting room.




Natasja Ch. 1



Once there, she moved to the window and looked outside. She did not attempt to cover her naked body. What was the point? She watched birds flying, cars going down the street, people walking. Will I ever get to be one of those people again, she wondered? As she stood there, he came up behind her. She could feel his presence. She could feel the breath on her neck. She felt his arms come around her and her breasts, no her tits, cupped in his hands. She sighed again. She felt him loosen the clips on her nipples and remove them. He dropped them on the table by the window. At first she felt nothing. He nipples were numb, but as blood rushed back into them, she felt pain, sharp pain and gasped. She tried to reach up to her tits and nipples, but he caught her hands and held them at her sides. Her eyes teared up again. 

"Why are you doing this to me? Why?"

"Because I can and because I wanted to do it to you. You were, are perfect for me. I did not realize that you were a virgin but that only made it better."

"You stole my virginity from me. Now no decent man will want me. I am nothing but a whore, a slut."

Fred laughed.

"Obviously you don't have much experience with today's world and sex. No man is going to buy the dairy without checking the milk today. If I had not taken it, someone else would have. You should thank me for getting it out of the way. Besides, why would think I am going to let you go?"

Natasja looked at him. She felt incredulous. She winced again as she felt the throbbing in her nipples as the blood flowed into them.

"What do you mean? You have to let me go!"

"No, I don't. It is nice having you around. Look how much you have changed already. Two days ago would you have been standing here with me naked?"

Natasja blushed, her face turning bright red.

"You stripped me and took away my clothes. What choice do I have? I am never alone. You have always been here. I can't get away from you."

"Yes, that all is true. And I am not sure if I want you to get away, Natasja. You are not perfect for me yet, but you have made progress. There is still some work to be done with you, though."

Fred turned and went to the table and sat.

"Come here."

Natasja looked at him. Knowing that it was useless to resist, she walked to him, stopping in front of him.

"Get on your knees and clean me off." Natasja stared at him in disgust.

"No, I refuse to do that. It's disgusting."

"Natasja, I told you what I want, now do it."

"And I told you no. Go wash in the bathroom."

Without any further conversation or warning, Fred grabbed her and pulled her face down over his lap. Pinning her right arm in the small of her back he lifted his other hand and struck her on her ass. She squealed and kicked, but he struck her again and again. Her kicking and struggling became more frantic until he finally hooked his right leg over hers. He twisted her right arm further up her back and began slapping her ass hard again. One cheek, then the other was struck. She squealed and squirmed, but could not get away. She felt her ass get hot, then as if it was on fire as he continued to slap her. She started to cry and babble. She struggled for a while longer, prolonging the spanking. But, finally, the fight left her and she lay, unmoving on his lap. She was sobbing and tears wet her cheeks and dripped from her face.

"Still say no, Natasja?"

She struggled with her breathing and tears. In a short time she could speak.

"N-n-n-n-no, I will do it. Let me u-u-up."

Fred released her arm and moved his leg. Natasja slid off of him and slumped to the floor, careful to sit on her hip. Her ass felt on fire and bloated. She reached back touched it, wincing. Fred smiled at her.

"Get over here and get your mouth busy."

Natasja moaned softly and got to her knees between his legs. She looked up at him through tear filled eyes.

"Get my pants off, Natasja."

She reached up and undid his belt, then the pants. She drew his zipper down. As she grasped the sides of his pants he lifted his ass so she could tug them down his legs. She had to stop and take off his shoes. Then she pulled his pants off one leg and then the other. Looking back at him, she shuddered and reached for his underwear. He helped by lifting his ass again and she pulled them down and off. Fred spread his legs, giving her room between them. She looked up and he nodded to her. She moaned again and lifted one hand to his cock. Lifting it up, she felt it swell slightly. She began to cry again as she lowered her face to him and began to lick him. Tears again ran down her cheeks as she licked his cock. Fred sat watching her.

"Ok, now you need to suck it, Natasja. Open your mouth and suck it."

She sobbed softly and opened her mouth. Obediently she took his cock in her mouth and sucked softly. She could taste herself on him. Her natural juices and his sperm, his cum. She sucked for a while, her eyes closed.

"Natasja, take more in your mouth."

She had been sucking just the head of his cock. With another soft moan, she lowered her head further, taking more of him inside her mouth. He let her suck for a while longer.

"Natasja, move your head up and down."

She started doing that, realizing that it was as though she was fucking him with her mouth. He held the back of her head and pressed down, then relaxed the pressure, helping her to understand what he wanted. As she had been doing this, she felt his cock swelling and lengthening. She realized that he was becoming erect again. As he got harder, he pushed down on her head more until the cock reached the back of her mouth. Each time it went there, she gagged. He released her head as she gagged each time, but did not let her pull off his cock.

"We are going to practice this until you don't gag anymore, Natasja. We'll do it everyday until you can take it without gagging. Now enough of that. Take it out of your mouth, hold it up and lick my balls."

Natasja looked up horrified. He smiled at her again. He reached for his belt. She looked at his hand and almost screamed. Her head bent down, her hand lifted the cock out of the way and she licked his balls. She licked all over his sack, her tongue darting here and there. She could feel his balls moving as she licked. He had a musty smell, a salty taste. She continued licking until she felt his hand gripping her hair. Fred pulled her head up.

"That wasn't so bad, was it?"

Natasja closed her eyes and made no sound or movement. She again had disgusted herself. He only had to touch his belt and she did whatever he had asked, without hesitation. She was ashamed of herself and disgusted that she did not resist him. But deep inside her head she remembered the pain he had inflicted on her with the belt already and she did not want anymore.

"Answer me!"

"N-n-n-no, it wasn't that b-b-b-bad."

"That's better. The next time I ask you a question, you had better answer immediately. If you don't, you will be spanked again or maybe the belt. Do you understand me?"

"Y-y-y-yes. I-I-I-I-I understand."

And the next time that I tell you to do something, the same goes. If you obey immediately fine, if you hesitate, you will pay for it. Understand?"

"Y-y-y-yes."

"Now get on your back and open your legs."

Natasja groaned, imagining him on top of her, fucking her again. She closed her eyes and did as she was told. She felt him opening her lips with his fingers. She wasn't wet and she was afraid that he would force his way into her sore cunt. She laid still but her chest was heaving in fright. She felt him move. Nothing happened to her other than his hand left her cunt. She wanted to open her eyes and look but she was afraid. Then she sensed him again between her legs. She groaned as his fingers opened her again. Fear seized her once again. Then she felt something cool and moist on her cunt. She felt his fingers rubbing something on her that soothed her. She lifted her head and opened her eyes. He was kneeling between her legs rubbing a cream on her sore tissue. Breathing a sigh of relief, she laid her head back down.

Natasja was tired after Fred put lotion or cream on her sore cunt. Fred left her alone and she fell asleep. It wasn't long and he woke her up. Without saying a word, he led her to the bathroom and showed her how to use the bidet. Then he pointed to the shower and left her. She took a deep sigh of relief and turned on the shower. It was going to feel nice to be clean again, she thought, Natasja was wondering why he was not in the bathroom with her. It was unusual. Turning on the water, she stepped into the shower and washed herself all over. She did her hair and rinsed it, then stood under the hot water, luxuriating in it. Natasja felt so much better being clean. Finally she sighed and turned off the water. Stepping out of the shower she dried herself off and then remembered the bidet. With a look of disgust at it, remembering the last time, she turned on the water in it. Checking the temperature, she got it comfortable and then squatted over it. As she turned the handle, water jetted up and washed and rinsed her groin. Without Fred in the bathroom she was not as embarrassed. She stood and dried herself there once again. Then she went to the vanity and brushed out her hair and dried it with hotel hair dryer. Just as she finished, Fred opened the door. He handed her a package and smiled at her.

The door closed again and Natasja looked at it in surprise. She looked at the package. It was a pair of stockings. Looking around she sighed and went out the sitting area. There was no place to sit in the bathroom. She sat on the couch and opened the package. She had initially thought that it was pantyhose and was surprised to see it wasn't. But, even so, she put on the stockings. She could hear Fred in the bedroom. As she finished putting on the second stocking, he came out with a dress and a pair of panties. Handing them to her he smiled. She held up the panties and blushed. They were completely see through and had a thong back. Even so, they were better than what she had on. So she stood and stepped into them. Then the dress. This had buttons from top to bottom in the front. Natasja slipped it on and started buttoning it from the top. She did all the buttons. Fred came out dressed in a blazer and slacks. He chuckled at her and bent in front of her. He undid buttons from the bottom of the dress to just above the knee. Standing, he undid the top two buttons. Natasja glared at him. She made no move to re-do them, though.

Fred took her hand, hiding the cuff and took her to the elevator. Down they went and to the front of the hotel. Fred spoke to the doorman and a car pulled up at almost immediately. It was a limousine. Fred helped Natasja into it and followed her. There was a window between the back and the driver. As they pulled away, Fred lowered the window and handed the driver directions. He left the window down and put one arm around her. The other touched her knee. She looked at him and felt his hand slide up her leg. Her dress started to fall open and she reached to hold it closed. Fred took her chin, turned it to him and shook his head no.

His hand went to her knee again then sliding up her thigh. Natasja sighed and let him. Her dress fell open again and he made sure that she was exposed to her crotch.

"Look."

Natasja looked forward and saw the driver looking in the rear view mirror. She blushed as she felt Fred's hand reach her cunt. He rubbed her gently between her legs. She squirmed but let him. After a bit of rubbing over her panties, he lifted his hand and slid it down the front of her panties right onto her cunt. He began rubbing her again. His finger slid into her slit. Working her lips apart, he flicked and teased her clit.

"Look at him."

She forced her eyes to stare at the eyes in the rear view mirror. She was squirming even more now. She began to pant and gasp as he teased her relentlessly. Chuckling, Fred removed his hand and looked down. Her hips were moving gently as though they were seeking his hand. Natasja sobbed softly. She was so ashamed of herself. She was no better than a slut.

"Like it, my little girl?"

"NO! You are being very mean to me."

"You loved me touching you, you hot-assed bitch. Once I get you going you would fuck anything. And you just lost your cherry two days ago."

Natasja turned her face away from him. She was angry with him and angry with herself. What is wrong with me, she thought to herself. Is he right about me? Am I a hot-assed bitch? She closed her eyes so she did not have to see the driver or Fred. She left her legs open and sat quietly. The car drove for a long time, and then it stopped. Natasja opened her eyes as Fred took her hand. She slid across the seat, not caring any more. Her dress slid up and when she stood outside the car, her panties were exposed until her dress slid down again. Much of the fight had gone out of her.

Fred led her to the door of a restaurant. She let him take her inside. As soon as the maitre'd saw them he hurried to take them to a table. Fred asked him for a booth and then ushered Natasja into it, slipping in beside her. They faced the outer door and most of the rest of the place.

"Lift up your ass."

Natasja looked at him, glaring again. But she pushed down on her hands and lifted up. Fred slid her dress back under her until her bare ass was on the seat. He smiled at her. Natasja fixed him with another glare.

"Don't be a bitch or it will get worse."

The waiter came to their table and asked them if they wanted a drink. Fred ordered for both of them. As the waiter turned around he looked at Natasja, then lowered his eyes to the top of her dress.

"Unbutton two more buttons."

She just looked at him.

"Do it now or I will do the unbuttoning."

With shaking hands, she undid two more buttons from the top and looked down. She whimpered softly. Part of the dress had fell away from her and she could see her left nipple. Fred reached over and casually put his hand inside her dress. He flicked his thumb over her left nipple as he cupped her tit in his hand. Natasja's nipple almost immediately became erect. He removed his hand and pulled the dress back to her, pressing it tight to her chest. Her nipple poked into the dress making it plain that she was not wearing a bra. The dress was undone to below her tits. She was bright red as she noticed the waiter returning to their booth. As he sat the drinks down, he looked intensely at her dress and the protrusion made by her erect nipple. Natasja lowered her eyes; she could not look at him. Fred ordered their meals. As soon as they were alone, Natasja glared at him again.

"You are disgusting. What you are making me do is disgusting. I hate you."

Fred smiled and looked at her, leaning back.

"I am, huh? How disgusting do you think you should be bitch?"

As he said that his hand slid below the table and onto her thigh. He felt around for the buttons and undid one more.

Natasja stared straight ahead. Fred undid one more button and pushed her dress open below the table. She sat, lips trembling, saying nothing. He undid another button.

"Oh god, stop, please stop. We are in a public place."

His hand found her cunt once again. He began to squeeze it gently. Then he began to rub her. She moaned softly. He could feel her hair through the panties. She could feel the warmth of his hand on her. As he rubbed she sighed and slid her hips further to the edge of the seat. Fred chuckled as she did. Her hips began to work back and forth on his hand, increasing the pressure. Fred smiled broadly.

"You really like this, don't you bitch. You like my hand on your hot little cunt."

She moaned again and worked her hips harder. Even if she had been a virgin two days ago, she knew what an orgasm was already and how good it felt. Natasja squirmed and humped her ass, trying to get the most pressure she could. Fred laughed and removed his hand from her groin. She moaned louder as she felt it leave her.

"You shit, you bastard. Oh god, my god, I hate you. I hate myself."

Natasja felt empty and used. She looked at him. Fred smiled and reached into his pocket. He brought out a pocketknife and opened one of the blades. This time Natasja gasped as she saw the knife. 

"Oh no, don't hurt me. God almighty don't hurt me……"

Fred grinned at her and flicked her dress open wider under the table. He felt with his empty hand until he found the waistband of her panties. Pulling it out from her hip, he slid the blade under it. She began to tremble uncontrollably. She looked at him with terror in her eyes.

"What am I? Did you say I was a bastard? I can't believe that you know such language, Natasja. For that I think you need to pay a penalty, don't you?"

As he said that he pulled the blade towards himself. Natasja heard a very quiet ripping sound and then her panties felt very loose on her. She whimpered softly.

"Do you understand now that bad behavior results in penalties, girl?"

"Y-y-y-yes."

"Yes what?"

She looked at him not understanding.

"Yes sir, girl. Say it."

"Y-y-y-yes sir."

"Now we will just leave those as they are. I am sure it will be quite interesting when you stand up."

Natasja covered her eyes with both hands. Sobs made her shake and tremble. The waiter was back with their food. He sat the plates on the table, still staring at Natasja.

"I think we need to collect another penalty, Natasja. Show him a tit."

Her eyes snapped to him, then her head turned to the waiter. He had an oily smile on his face as he looked at her. She looked back to Fred.

"Delays can result in more penalties, girl."

Hurriedly she glanced around and saw that no one seemed to be looking at her. She reached up and peeled back the left side of her dress, exposing her left tit. She sat quietly, staring straight ahead, not looking at the waiter or Fred. She felt Fred's hand at her tit, cupping it. He ran his thumb over her nipple again, making sure it was hard. He chuckled as he felt it stiffen. Natasja sat like a statue.

"Very good bitch. Now eat your food."

"May I please cover myself, sir?"

"No, you may not. Now eat."

She looked at the food and picked up her fork. Without looking or seeing Fred, the waiter or anyone else, she began to eat her meal. It had no taste to her. She put food in her mouth and chewed mechanically. Fred watched her and then started eating himself.

"If you wish, you can bring others by, young man."

Natasja moaned softly. But she did not look at the waiter or stop eating. She sensed him leaving and in a short while she sensed people in front of her. Fred lifted her chin and pointed her face at the three young waiters standing in front of their booth. When she saw them standing there, her appetite deserted her. She slowly put her fork on her plate and sat very still. Her tit was still exposed. Her eyes saw nothing and she blushed deeply. Her nipple was still hard as stone. Fred finished eating and looked at her, then the waiters. His hand slipped under the table. Finding her panties cut on one side, he flipped the half over her other leg. This bared some of her pubic hair and he felt her just on top and around her hair. She gasped as he touched her. The waiters looked curiously and then knowingly. They began to grin as they realized what Fred was doing. Fred looked at her, turned her face to him.

"Lift up."

She started shaking but lifted her ass up from the seat. He reached around her and tugged the uncut side of her panties down. She whimpered as she felt them slide down her thigh. He left them hanging around her knee. His hand went back to her crotch and he wiggled a finger into her slit. Worming further down, he turned her face to the waiters once again. His finger found her hole. She was moist and offered no resistance as he slid his finger into her. All she did was whimper softly as she felt the finger go up her cunt. Then, as soon as he was inside as far as he could go, she felt his thumb touch her clit. He thrust his finger in and out and rubbed her clit at the same time. She moaned and turned her face to him and buried it in his shoulder. He continued to finger fuck her and soon her hips were bucking gently back and forth. The waiters were giggling and laughing at her. Fred kept it up until he sensed she was going to cum, and then he pulled his finger out of her. She moaned louder as he did. Now he turned and moved slightly away from her. She looked at him. His finger was pointed at her mouth.




Natasja Ch. 1



"Suck."

With a moan of anguish she opened her mouth and sucked his finger into her mouth, tasting herself on it. Her face was very red. Her eyes were closed. She sucked until she could no longer taste herself. Then she pulled her head back.

"It's time to go, Natasja."

Fred slid out of the booth and held out his hand. She slid along it and stood. Her cut panties floated down her leg to puddle on the floor. The waiters grinned at her.

"Step out of it and come with me."

Fred took her hand and started walking to the door. Natasja shook her foot until the panties dropped off and hurried behind him to the door. She did not care that only 4 buttons on her dress were fastened, she only could think of one thing-escaping this place of humiliation.

Natasja followed Fred out of the restaurant on shaky legs. She had been so close to her orgasm. But Fred had stopped before she got there. She was trembling with arousal as she staggered behind him through the door. At the curb was the limousine, with its door open. Fred handed her into the back seat and followed her inside. Natasja slid all the way across the seat, as far away from Fred as she could get. Her eyes were wet and her face was still red from the humiliation she had been forced to endure in the restaurant. The car started up and began to move.

"Come here."

Natasja looked at her tormenter again. She was thinking what next? But she obeyed. She slid closer to him on the seat. His hand went to her dress. She moaned softly and looked forward. Eyes in the rear view mirror looked back at her. Natasja closed her eyes as she felt another button let loose. Soon a second, then a third, then the last button was undone.

"Slid your ass to the edge of the seat and open your legs."

She looked up again and saw the eyes looking back at her. With a soft whimper, she slid forward and let her legs fall open. Her dress separated and fell away from her body. The eyes in the mirror glittered at her and she closed her eyes, not wanting to see. She felt a hand at her left breast, squeezing it and teasing her nipple to erection. Then it was at her right breast doing the same thing. She felt warm, almost hot and ready to begin to sweat. Her face seemed like it was burning. She was ashamed and embarrassed. My body always betrays me, she thought. My body knows I am a whore even if my mind protests that I am not. The hand slid down from her breasts making her shiver as it reached her belly. She could feel a little moisture in her pussy. Her clit began to harden in expectation. God I hate this, she thought, god I love this. If he would just keep it private. He shames me so.

His hand touched the top of her hair. Her belly clenched as she felt him there. It rubbed gently on her skin, making it tingle. She was getting wetter. The hand slid down further, ruffling the strip of hair she had left. She could feel her skin rippling as it passed over. She moaned aloud. The hand cupped her pussy, her cunt. She wanted to grab for it, but sat still. She was rubbed softly, gently. She moaned louder. As in the restaurant, her face turned to Fred and she buried it in his shoulder. She did not want to see, only to feel. She did not want to know that her naked body was on display to a stranger, for him to see how she responded. Natasja was pretending that she was alone with Fred in the hotel. That he was loving her, not shaming her. She gasped as his finger found her opening and slid inside her easily. Her hips jerked up as she felt the penetration. Realizing how wanton she appeared at that moment, she sobbed softly into Fred's shoulder. He stroked her insides slowly, teasingly. Natasja tried to hold still and succeeded. Not without effort, however. She had brought a hand to her mouth and bit down on it. "Natasja, you need to do something. You are not a good fuck and you need to improve. I want you to move your ass and fuck my hand, my finger. Do it until I tell you to stop. Do it now."

Natasja moaned aloud. He was going to humiliate her again. 

"Delays may result in penalties."

As soon as she heard that her hips started to move. She was afraid of what the penalty might be. She worked her hips back and forth, feeling his finger slid in and out of her channel. She imagined what she looked like to the driver. That made her start to cry. She made no sound, Fred did not like noises, but the tears started. Even so, she kept her hips and ass moving. She was not expert but improving. She felt the warmth growing in her belly as she worked back and forth. Her clit began to tingle; she could control the movement well enough that she was stimulated. Natasja's ass started to move faster, jerkier. She was still crying but Fred could hear her starting to pant. Her body reacted involuntarily to stimulation. As soon as he thought she was at the edge of coming, he removed his finger from her and sat back. He heard a moan of frustration. Her hips still worked, humping on air. He chuckled as he watched her hips slow and stop.

"Good little bitch. You did that just like you were humping a leg."

At that she began to cry out loud. Natasja rolled away from him and curled into a ball at the side of the seat. Even bawling out loud, she felt her dress pulled away from her ass and was whacked by his hand sharply on her bottom. She babbled and snorted, trying to control her crying. He struck her ass again, then again until she was able to control herself.

"Sit up and stop this god damn bawling."

Natasja struggled to sit up and wiped her eyes. Her chest was still heaving but the sobs were not audible. Fred stared at her. His eyes and expression were not kind.

"You need to get over this aversion you have to being used and shown. I am getting a little angry with you. It isn't as though no one has seen your tits and cunt. And they are not any different than any other ones. If you keep up this damn crying, I will have to change that behavior and I promise you will not like it."

Natasja sniffled and remembered the belt and how it burned and hurt.

"I-I-I-I-I am s-s-s-sorry, sir. I-I-I-I-I am trying to be good. S-s-s-s-sorry, sir."

"I know that you will get better, girl. Wipe your eyes again."

She did not noticing that Fred had taken a strip of silk from his pocket. When she had dried her eyes, he reached around her head and blindfolded her with the silk. She gasped, not wanting, hating this lack of sight. But, she did not resist. The belt still loomed large in her mind. He tied the silk tightly and then to her surprise, he removed the cuff from her left wrist.

"I am going to give you a little trust, girl. But if you do not behave as you should, the cuff will be back on you. Understand?"

Natasja nodded affirmatively. She was so happy that the cuff was off her wrist. It was uncomfortable and reminded her that she was a captive. This felt better, even with the blindfold.

Shortly the car slowed and turned. The sound changed from pavement to gravel. Natasja wanted to see, but sat quietly, waiting. Finally it stopped and Fred led her out of the car. She walked hesitantly, her sightlessness making her unsure of her steps.

"Steps."

She lifted her foot to climb the steps. They went further at the top. She heard a door open and felt the difference in the warmth of the air. Fred led her along a tiled floor; she could hear her heels clacking on it. Her dress swirled around her, covering and then exposing her. They passed through another doorway and stopped.

"My god, she is lovely."

Natasja heard the strange voice and blushed immediately. She new that whoever it was could see her naked body, even with the dress. She heard more voices and began to shiver. Why was she here? What would be expected of her? The shivers turned to shaking. So many strange voices. Were they all men or were some women? She could not tell, her breathing was almost a roar in her ears. She felt, sensed people near to her. Hands pushed at the shoulders of her dress and it slid down her arms. It fell to the floor and she was naked except for her stockings and heels. Hands caressed her skin, felt her tits and ass. She moaned in shame but also in arousal. My body betrays me again, she thought. Fred leaned to her.

"Natasja, what you did in the limousine was good. You tried hard, I know. But now it is time for you to practice for real, with a cock. Come with me."

She almost stood still, not wanting to hear what he had said to her. But the memory of the belt and his hand striking her soft bare ass would not let her. With trepidation, she let him lead her. Her shoes made no noise on the soft carpet of the room. She could hear murmuring, but she did not hear words. She did not believe what he had said. Surely, with this many people around, he could not expect her to do----to do what he had whispered in her ear. This had to be a joke, a very bad joke. Fred stopped and took her arms. He turned her and pushed gently. She felt something hit the back of her thighs and then she fell over backward. She had landed on something soft. Fred lifted her legs and turned her body so she was lying on what felt like a mattress. He helped her move the center and lifted her legs at the knees. Pushing her legs open, her legs bent, and feet flat on the mattress, Fred climbed up beside her. She was so ashamed of what she must look like. Nothing of her was covered. Her most private place, her cunt was open and on display. She felt Fred moving, and then reaching down her body. She felt a trickle of liquid on her cunt and then his hand was rubbing it on her lips and his finger was working some inside her. She trembled, lying there naked. Natasja realized that he was lubricating her. She sobbed softly. He bent to her ear.

"You will move your ass and fuck back when you are entered. You will learn how to be a good fuck tonight. The next time I fuck you, you will be fucking me back, won't you?"

"I will do it now. You don't have to do this to me. I promise I will be good for you. I promise, please, please."

As she said this, she felt the mattress move and sensed someone on the end of it. She started to close her legs involuntarily and felt a hard slap to her thigh. Whimpering, she let her legs open again as she felt a weight move between them. Then her breath left her as she felt a body on top of her. Breathing harder, she felt something at her lips and then a push against them. She opened as she felt a hard cock move into her cunt. Groaning softly, it penetrated her channel and she felt coarse hair against her groin. The body lay full upon her, crushing her tits to her chest. Then she felt the man begin to thrust into her and out of her. She felt pain from the soreness of her lips and cunt. She had the strange thought that Fred was so nice to her to have lubricated her for this.

"Move your ass, Natasja. Fuck him back. Do it."

She began to move with the thrusting inside her, disgusted at herself, but wanting to assure that she would not be punished for disobeying. He feet pressed on the mattress as she worked her ass back and forth. She heard grunting noises next to her ear as the man worked his cock back and forth. She felt no pleasure in doing this. She was only a sleeve for the man. He worked himself faster, thrusting in and out of her. Her ass was working with him as he fucked her tight cunt. Suddenly he grunted louder and she felt his cock jerking inside her, then the wetness that came from his coming inside her. His thrusts slowed and with a last shudder he pulled out of her cunt. Sperm slid out of her, trickling down to her ass. Natasja moaned softly. The weight left the bed and she started to lift up, only to be pushed down again. She felt motion at the end of the bed. Her legs were pushed open wider and another body crushed her chest again. A cock prodded at her hole and slid into her. She began to cry, be even so she worked her ass frantically, fearing the punishment if she resisted, did not try to fuck the man. In the back of her mind she heard voices but no words. People were watching her fuck. She was so embarrassed, ashamed. Embarrassed for her nakedness, ashamed for the act she was performing in front of people. The man on her slammed into her hard, jolting her. She worked back and forth on him. She was getting more and more tender and the pain forced her to stay alert. She could not blank out what was happening to her. She had to consciously endure and participate. This man lasted longer, energetically fucking her. Finally, though, she felt him tense and slam deep inside her. She felt the spurts of his sperm inside her. Natasja worked her ass, fucking him as he came up her. She felt him slump on top of her, panting. She felt crushed to the mattress. Her breath left her and she gasped, sucking air into her lungs. Finally he pushed himself up and free of her. She had felt his cock twitching inside her, softening. As he pulled back from her, she felt his sperm rolling out of her, down her ass. She felt slimy and slick from it. She tried to sit up again, but was pushed down once more. She sobbed softly as she felt another body between her legs. 

This one kissed her making her feel more vulnerable. Once that was done, she felt him on her and his cock prodding at her. He pushed and slid up her lips, worked his ass around and found her opening. He let it sit there, twitching slightly, just the tip inside her.

"Work your ass, Natasja. Work him into you."

With a moan she worked her ass up and felt him slide further into her. He held himself up and let her work on him. She humped against him, feeling the hardness penetrating her, and then leaving her as she humped back and forth. The murmuring still continued in the background. She was becoming frustrated as he held still for her. Moaning, she lifted her heels off the mattress and wound her legs around him, giving her more purchase to fuck. She worked her ass hard, pulling her abdomen up and then relaxing back. The man grunted as her belly hit his. She humped his cock, and humped it some more. Grinding her hips against him and pulling up with her legs she finally got him to fall on her. Grunting with the impact, she felt him start to fuck with her. She could hear the slapping of his belly on hers, his grunts as he drove himself up her cunt, deeper and deeper with each thrust. He put his hands on her tits and squeezed them, resting on her chest. Her nipples were erect, hard. She began to pant. She was so close to coming. Then again she felt the telltale twitches inside her.

"Noooooooo, oh god, my god, nooooooooooooooo."

He came up her, slamming into her, fucking as he shot his sperm into her brimming cunt. Natasja worked her ass harder, trying to reach her own orgasm, but it was too late. The man collapsed on her and panted by her ear. His cock softened even with her frantic thrusts. She moaned again.

"Good little bitch." The man lay on her panting in the throes of his orgasm. She moaned, frustrated, squirming against him, trying to get any stimulation she could and failed. He rolled off of her and slid off the bed. Fred moved and she felt him wiping her between her legs. She turned her face away from the murmuring in the background of her hearing and began to sob softly. She had acted like a whore, because she was so aroused. She could not help her body's reaction, but she was ashamed of herself. Fred gently helped her up to the edge of the bed and she heard applause, triggering a fit of crying as she sat there. He stood her up on shaky legs and helped her into her dress. Then he led her out of the room and to the door. 

"Steps."

Natasja staggered down them and allowed herself to be led to the limousine. Fred helped her into it and sat silently as they drove back to the hotel. When the car stopped, he removed her blindfold and wiped her eyes. Opening the door he looked at her.

"Come."

Natasja slid over the seat and out of the car. Fred took her arm and walked her to the elevator and then to their suite. He took her into the bathroom and stripped her naked. He made her sit on the toilet and carefully washed her. Then he helped her use the bidet. He took her to bed and put more salve or lotion on her sore lips and around the inside of her hole. Then he turned off the light, stripped himself and got into bed with her. Natasja moved away from him and curled into a ball, sniffling to herself. Fred chuckled and made no move to touch her. Soon she heard his deeper breathing, he was asleep. She lay listening to him and after a long time in the dark, she fell asleep also.

Natasja awoke and thought of the previous night. She buried her head in the pillow as she remembered how wanton she had been. No matter that the threat of punishment had been what drove her. She was ashamed of how she had acted, performed for audience last night. She was ashamed, but glad that she had been blindfolded so she could not see who had watched her. It was bad enough knowing that Fred had been there and that he had watched. Finally, after getting herself under control, she rolled to her back and looked around. Fred was not there in the bed with her. She started thinking and got up. Walking softly and quietly to the closet, she opened it. Her clothes, the clothes that Fred had bought her, were hanging in the closet. She stepped into it and quickly chose a dress. Slipping it on, she carefully closed the door. She looked for her shoes. Not finding them, she remembered that he had undressed her in the bathroom. Tiptoeing to the bathroom door, she opened it and saw her shoes. Instead of putting them on, she bent and picked them up. Then she walked quietly to the door to the sitting room. She opened that slightly and peered through the crack. No sign of him. She took a deep breath and opened the door. Again walking softly she made her way to the door of the suite. Just as she put her hand on the doorknob, it started to open. Horrified, she could only stand there. Fred looked at her. She backed up, moving away from him, with a hand over her mouth. She was terrified.

"What have we here, Natasja? Thinking of leaving me, were you?"

She shook her head no. Her mouth was dry and she started to shake. He stepped up to her and grabbed her arm. Turning her around, he pushed her to the table by the window. She dropped her shoes on the floor. She stumbled as she hit the edge of the table.

"Stand there and be quiet."

Natasja heard him leaving and turned her head to try and see him. She could not see anything. Shortly he returned. Fred grabbed her hair and pulled her down over the table. He then took one wrist and cuffed it. Slipping the chain around a leg of the table, he took her other hand and cuffed that one also. She was bent over the table, her ass sticking up and she was held down by the cuffs around the table leg. Natasja knew what was coming as she heard the slithering sound his belt made coming out of his belt loops.

N-n-n-n-ooooo. Please don't, I will be good. Please don't, sir. I promise, I promise"

Her dress was flipped up over her back, baring her ass to him. She caught a motion to her left and turned that way as the first slash of the belt struck her.

OH GOD NO NO NO NO NO!

Fred ignored her wails and continued to beat her with his belt. She bawled out loud, shrieking and kicking her legs and feet. He hit her and hit her with the belt. She felt heat, pain, heat and more pain. She swiveled back and forth to get away but always the belt followed her he caught her on the upper cheeks, in the middle, under the curve of her ass, across the tops of her thighs. Natasja danced from one foot to the other, dipped down, pressing her knee to her other leg. She yowled and howled. Finally Fred stopped beating her.

"You stupid bitch, where did you think you were going?"

Through her sobs and tear filled eyes she could see his reflection on the window.

"N-n-n-n-nowhere sir."




Natasja Ch. 2



For the rest of the day, after Natasja had been humiliated by Fred at the table, his fondling of her making her forget where she was and arousing her, then stopping before she could come with all the staff watching her, she was made to work in the kitchen. The cook took the opportunity to feel her tits and ass through the button front dress, and her face was flushed from embarrassment and humiliation because of that. She knew better than to complain or try to stop him. At least she still had her dress on and he had to feel her through it. Even with the embarrassment, her nipples had erected to hard points and were visible easily through the dress. She was sent to the door to the kitchen from the back yard twice for deliveries, and she was embarrassed that her nipples were so plainly visible. 

The deliverymen noticed and that made her flush even more. Finally the day ended for her work, and she was allowed to go to her room and wash. Shortly after that, Stephanie came into her room and told her to take off her dress and come into the bathroom. Stephanie made up her face, nicely, not whorishly and picked out another dress. This one had spaghetti straps and was low cut, with a side slit almost to her hip. Some heels that matched were also found. She wasn't given nylons to wear tonight. Stephanie also brushed her hair and basically made her look very attractive. Natasja was wondering why so much care was taken for her tonight, but realistically she just enjoyed the attention. Once Stephanie was pleased with her look and dress and she told her to go downstairs to the dining room.

Natasja walked slowly, remembering the humiliation of being teased to arousal earlier that day. She really didn't want to be in that position again. She entered the dining room, and was surprised at the elegant setting of the table and how dressed up Fred was. It was not normal and she was wary of him and wondering what was going to happen to her. Fred came to her and took her arm, ushering her to a chair next to his. He pulled the chair out and seated her like a grand lady. Natasja looked about the room nervously, but there was no one there but the two of them. She sat with her hands folded in her lap and looked down at the tabletop. He began to talk to her about her day, which made her think of how he had exposed her and she blushed again. Stephanie came in and served each of them some wine, which he told her to drink. She was not used to alcohol but she sipped it slowly. She was still feeling uncomfortable and suspicious and kept glancing surreptitiously around the room and at Fred. She still could not figure out what was not right other than how she was being treated. Fred insisted that she drink more wine and she did, feeling it begin to affect her.

Stephanie now brought in the dinner that was a salad on a separate plate and a main course of beef tips with potatoes and asparagus. She ate, slowly, still looking for something to happen to her. As the evening passed and nothing did, she began to relax and Fred continued to pour wine for her. She tried to protest, telling him that she was not a drinker, but he would not hear of it. He poured and she drank. Natasja was by now becoming fairly inebriated. Her words were slurring and she was having difficulty with her silverware. She knew where she was, what was happening, who she was with, just her motor skills were not very good. When Fred had finished eating and she had also, including 3 glasses of wine, he stood. Moving to her, he pulled her chair back and helped her up. He smiled at her and took her arm, leading her upstairs.

When they got to her room, he ushered her inside and easily slipped the straps of her dress off her shoulders. With an infinitesimal hiss, the dress slid down her arms and chest, dangling around her waist. Fred bent to her and kissed her, then bent further and teased one of her nipples into his mouth. He sucked, licked and kissed it until it was erect and pouting out. Then he turned to the other nipple and teased that one just as he did the first. Natasja was a little woozy from the wine and was becoming slightly aroused from the teasing of her nipples. She held his head to her with one hand, the other on his shoulder and closed her eyes. She was enjoying the sensations he was triggering in her. This was new to her, the arousal. He had just taken her before, with no concern for her pleasure. Now he was pleasing her and she was confused as well as being a little drunk.

As he teased her second nipple, Fred slid his hand down the back of her dress onto her bottom and stroked it, then pushed down on the dress. It resisted for a few moments, but slid down over her bottom and pooled around her ankles. He stroked her bare bottom for a few moments, tracing a finger up and down her crease. Then he turned her so she faced away from him. He cupped one tit in one hand and slid the other down her body until it touched the tiny strip of hair just above her slit. He teased the hair and his thumb teased her nipple. Natasja was feeling much different than she ever had before. This was nice; this was something that she could get to like.

He slid his hand further down and she tensed as he touched her pussy lips, but he softly kissed her neck and his other hand found her other breast and began to fondle that one. He stroked her between her legs, very gently and softly and she leaned back against him. She could feel his cock pressing against her. Usually she would have tensed much more, but the alcohol and his touch created a lassitude in her. One finger traced her slit and she opened her legs involuntarily, inviting him without words or thoughts to touch her more. As his fingers slid lightly up and down her labia, Natasja shivered and leaned back against him even more. She began to pant, her breath uneven, as her arousal rose. She felt swollen and engorged between her legs and they opened a little more. 

As Fred felt her giving in to him, he slid a finger between her lips and traced a path between them, opening her pussy. She gasped and her hips bucked forward as he touched her clitoris. He still fondled her tits and her nipples were as hard as stone. A blush had moved from her face down her neck to her chest. He gently traced between her labia, down and then back up until he reached her clitoris once more. She gasped and her hips bucked forward again, pushing against his finger. Fred bent and kissed her neck and hair once more and one of her arms reached up and wrapped around his neck, holding him to her. Her inhibitions and embarrassment were fading away; chased away by the feelings he had teased and touched into her.

Fred removed his hand from between her legs and she felt so empty when he did. He lifted her in his arms and carried her to her bed; her silk dress tangled around one foot and dragging behind them. He stood her at the head of the bed and pulled down the comforter and top sheet. She stood dizzily, clutching at the headboard, her head swimming. Fred took her and helped her onto the bed. She first lay on her back, then curled to her side. He looked at her and swiftly undressed. Naked, he returned to the bed and gently pushed Natasja onto her back once more. He crawled up between her legs, nudging them open with his knees. She whimpered, thinking that he was going to shove his large cock into her, but he did not. 

She looked at him with alcohol hazed eyes, aroused eyes and saw him lean forward and kiss her on her belly. She moaned and her skin rippled as his lips touched her. Her legs fell further open and he moved down, kissing his way to her slit. Natasja was whimpering, not understanding, he had never done anything like this to her before. His lips touched her engorged labia and her breath hissed out of her mouth. Her hips lifted to him and he licked her slit from top to bottom and then back to flick over her erect clitoris. This time her hips bucked up and she began to gasp. Her hands went to his head and held it. Fred kissed and licked her gently but persistently, slowly driving her wild. Her hips were bucking up to his mouth and she was gasping steadily. She was so close to coming, and she wasn't sure why her insides felt so liquid, why her mind was buzzing. Only that she wanted him, wanted him inside her.

For the first time Natasja called him Master.

"Oh god, my god, Master, please, oh god, please."

He lifted his head and looked at her.

"What is it Natasja?"

"Please Master, please………"

"What do you want, Natasja?"

Oh god, please put it in me, Master, please……."

"Put what in you, Natasja?"

She clutched at his shoulders, trying to pull him up and over her body. 

"Master, put your cock in me, please, put it in me……"

"As you wish, Natasja."

With that he let her pull him forward. His body slid above hers and he reached down to grasp his cock and place it at her open pussy. As he touched his cock, her hand reached it also. He let her soft, warm hand grip his erect cock and lead it to her hole. She felt it touch her lips and she forced it down until the tip was right at her opening. She looked at him and then both of her hands were on his ass and pulling him down. With a smile, his hips thrust forward and she felt herself being stretched open. He felt a smooth, slick sleeve gliding over and around his cock. They both groaned, Natasja at the feeling of being stretched wide and Fred at the feeling of being in a tight, clutching, wet, slick channel. His thrust was slow, letting her feel the whole thing as it pushed into her. She began to pant. Her arms went around his back and held him and her legs lifted up and wrapped around his ass. When he felt his belly touch hers, he felt her lift up to him, trying to get more of him inside her. Fred kissed her softly and she kissed back ravenously. Natasja was out of control. Her hips lifted and fell with his thrusts and she held him tight to her. Her legs were tight around him.

Natasja fucked him as hard as she could. There was no threat of punishment to her. This was what she wanted for herself and for him. He was high on her so his pubic bone was hitting her clitoris as he thrust into her. His cock rasped in and out and her hips rose and fell with him. Each thrust caused a jolt of pleasure inside her and in no time she was bucking against him, her orgasm jolting her. She was gasping and her face was buried in his neck. Her hips jerked involuntarily against him as she came. Finally she stopped jerking against him. She still felt twitching inside her belly. Then she realized that he was still in her, hard and erect, with no signs of softening. 

Natasja moved her head back and looked in his eyes. Even though her legs were shaking and weak, she began to move her hips up and down, watching him, his eyes, as she did so. His eyes closed and he resumed thrusting into her. As she felt him start to move, she closed her eyes and worked her hips as best she could. It wasn't long and she felt the telltale swelling of his cock inside her. That she knew, he had come inside her enough. She kept working her hips up and down for his pleasure, not for hers now. Her head lifted to his ear.

"Please come inside me, please……"

With those words, he grunted and his semen spurted out of his cock, coating her insides with warm, wet fluid. Natasja kept working her hips until she knew that he had finished coming. Then with a sigh, her legs slipped off his back and slumped to the mattress. She still held him tight to her with her arms, though. He was so much bigger than she was. His weight almost crushed the breath out of her lungs, but she would not let him up. She wanted him to hold her; she wanted to hold him. She was exhausted but would not let go of him. Her lips brushed his ear again.

"Stay with me tonight, please. I want you to hold me, make me feel safe and warm. Please……."

Fred smiled and kissed her.

"Maybe."

Then he removed her arms from around his back and rolled off her. Natasja was slick with sweat, her sweat. As his cock pulled out of her pussy she felt the semen trickling out of her and down her ass. She lay quietly until she was sure that no more was going to come out and then she turned to her side, facing him. She pushed as close to him as she could get and her upper arm went over his chest. She laid her head on his chest and listened to him breathe. She held him until she knew he was sleeping and then she let herself fall to sleep also.

Later, in the middle of the night, Natasja woke up. He was still in bed with her. She felt so happy that he had stayed and she was still feeling so good. She listened to him breathing next to her and she slid away a little, very carefully. When she was sure that he had not awaked, she slid quietly out of her bed and silently went to her bathroom. She shut the door and turned on the light. Turning on the faucet just a little she took a washcloth and washed herself. She cleaned off the sweat from their lovemaking and washed between her legs. She wanted to be clean again, clean and sweet. When she had finished washing, she turned off the light and opened the door. Almost gliding to the bed, she got on it and carefully pulled the sheet down until Fred's groin was exposed. Then she bent over him and began to kiss his cock. Tenderly she took it in one hand and then lowered her mouth onto it. She began to suck him softly and listened to him start to moan in his sleep. His cock began to grow in her wet mouth and she knew the instant that he was awake. She felt his hands in her hair and sucked a little harder, knowing how much he liked that.

"What are you doing, Natasja?"

She didn't reply, just kept sucking until he was erect once more.

"Natasja, answer me."

"Master, I washed myself for you. I am clean for you."

She did not ask for what she wanted, she just cuddled next to him and pressed her tits against his leg and laid her head on his stomach. He reached down and pulled her up, then kissed her on the lips. She kissed him back, passionately. Her top leg slid over his and she kissed and kissed him. Her nipples were already hard and she could feel wetness between her legs again. 

"Ask me, girl."

"I can't, Master."

With that he rolled her onto her back and kissed his way down her body. She was trembling as he did this to her. Her fists were knotted in the sheets and she opened her legs for him. He nuzzled her pubic hair and she gasped, clutching the sheets harder. Then he lowered his face and she felt him kissing her there once more. She felt swollen again and so wet. Her hands went to his head again, caressing him. He kissed her labia and then parted them with his tongue. She moaned. She felt him licking her all along her lips and then he flicked her clitoris with his tongue. Her hips bucked up. This time he held her down and licked her not as soft as the first time. He was laying over one of her legs. The other was bent at the knee and flopped open. Her hips were trying to rise, but he held her down. She was moaning out loud as she became aroused. She felt the tingling start in her belly. She felt his hot breath on her lips and clitoris. She couldn't stand it any longer.

"Master, put it in me, please put it in me."

He teased her some more with his tongue, then lifted his head.

"I didn't understand you, Natasja."

"Master, put your cock inside me and fuck me, please."

She could feel herself flushing in the darkness as those words came out of her mouth. He lowered his head once more and licked her some more. She was gasping now and in a rush he lifted up, grasped his cock and put it in place. Then he thrust forward hard and his stiff cock slammed into her. She grunted as he hit bottom and her legs came up again and wrapped around him. Her arms went around his back. He settled in high on her again and began to thrust; making sure that he hit her clitoris when he went into her. Her hips matched his thrusts, lifting up to meet him. He pounded into her, fucking her furiously and she responded to him, fucking back at him. They were like two animals going at each other.

"Oh god, oh my god."

"Please Master, fuck me hard."

He moved faster and she matched him thrust for thrust, feeling her belly getting all quivery and liquid. She buried her face against his neck and shoulder and let herself go. Her hips were bucking up and down and she could hear slapping as their bodies met. She was bathed in sweat once more. His body slammed down on hers and she almost screamed as she felt the twinges inside her. She bucked up to him one last time and held herself there, spasming around his cock as she came in a rush. Her body was jerking and clenching on him as she came as hard as she ever had. He had driven deep into her when he felt her begin to come. He could feel her pussy gripping and relaxing around his cock as the spasms ran through her. When she had finished, he slid down a little and began to thrust gently into her. She panted under him, crushed by him, wet and sweaty. Then she realized that he had not come with her this time either and she began to move beneath him again, trying to give him pleasure the only way she knew how. She whispered in his ear.

"Fuck me until you come inside me, please. I want to feel you come in me."

He held her tight and thrust, feeling her match his thrusts. It took a while, but he finally was at the point of no return. She could tell. When he thrust deep into her pussy and she felt the first twitch surge up his cock, she pulled him to her with her arms and legs and wouldn't let him up. Semen splattered all over her insides as it shot out of his cock. She held him after he had come and finally relaxed on top of her. When he relaxed, she let her legs slump off of him and held him with her arms only, her face still pressed to his neck and shoulder. She whispered again.

"Thank you, Master."

He lifted his head and smiled at her.

"You're welcome girl."

Then he rolled off her once again and this time, he pulled her to his side. With a smile of contentment, she laid her head on his chest again, and soon fell asleep. He lay next to her, mentally shaking his head. She had never been like this before. 

The morning came quickly and Natasja awoke to find herself alone in her bed. She sighed, wishing that he was still there with her. As she stretched and began to sit up he came into her room. She looked at him then flushed, remembering what she had been like last night. She dropped her eyes until she felt his fingers under her chin, lifting it. Now she had to look at him again. Natasja was embarrassed. Her face was red and she was warm all over. He was dressed.

"Get out of bed. You need to start exercising today. I don't want you to get fat and sloppy."

Natasja swung her legs over the side of the bed and got up, flushing even more red. She was naked and semen had dried on her skin. She was sure that she smelled from sweating last night and she had to look a sight. She was not used to being naked in front of anyone, let alone a man. She hurried into her bathroom and got the shower running. As she stepped into it, she could see him leaning on the doorframe, watching her. She was not used to that either, not having any privacy. She washed hurriedly and took a towel before she got out of the shower so she had something to hide behind. He chuckled, knowing what she was doing. When she was dry, he held out his hand for the towel and hung it up after she handed it to him. She wanted to cover her tits and pussy, but knew that he would not like that. She stood quietly since he blocked her way to her bedroom.

"Use the bidet. You most likely need it."

Those few words made her face flame. She said nothing, but turned to the bidet and sighed. Then she started the water, adjusted it and without looking at him used it. She wanted to slide into it and disappear. He handed her another towel and she dried herself again. Following him into her bedroom she saw a pair of socks and light running shoes on her chair. Fred pointed to them.




Natasja Ch. 2



"Put them on and come downstairs."

"But sir, I don't have any clothes."

"You won't be wearing any today."

She wanted to cry, but she went to the chair, picked up the socks and shoes and sat down. He watched her do that and then left her bedroom. She sniffled a little and then put on the socks and shoes. I must look really stupid she thought. Then she walked down the stairs to the entryway. He waited for her there and took her hand, leading her outside through the kitchen. She blushed as the cook turned and watched her walk through the kitchen. The other three male staff were outside the back door and looked her up and down. She blushed harder. Fred reached for something hung on the wall. It was a collar. He stepped up to her and tilted her head back slightly. He put the collar around her neck and fastened it with the buckle. Then he fastened a fifteen-foot lead to the collar. She was completely humiliated. 

"We will be running today and every day this week. If you are good, the lead comes off, maybe even the collar. If you are bad you most likely won't be happy. I would suggest that you listen carefully and follow directions."

He led her to the opening of a gate and stopped.

"You will follow me. Keep up and you will be all right. Let's get going."

He started running and Natasja had to run fast to loosen the pull of the lead and catch up with him. He went at a steady jog and she trotted behind him, close enough that the lead did not pull at her. At first it felt good to be running, but soon she was breathing hard and her legs started to tremble from the exertion. She had not really noticed, but at first the trees that bordered the path sheltered them from a road that paralleled it. But, it was not long before the trees turned to bushes and then to an open space. As they reached the open area, she realized that if anyone were on the road, she would be in plain sight. They would see her, see that she was naked. In panic she tried to speed up, but the initial run had tired her and she could not go much faster than she had been already. Whimpering and flushing, she glanced forward. It was almost three hundred yards before the bushes began to grow again. She felt very exposed and kept glancing to her right where the road was. She was praying that no one would be there. Now, with the possibility of being seen, she could really feel how her tits bounced and her ass jiggled as she ran. She would glance ahead to be sure the path stayed level and then to her right, looking at the road. Her nipples stiffened, she was thinking about some one seeing her. She blushed again as she realized that she was becoming aroused because of her thoughts of exposure. They were perhaps halfway through the open space, when Fred slowed and stopped. Natasja did also, but nervously. She kept looking toward the road.

"We'll rest for a bit, girl."

"Ummm, couldn't we do that a little further on, sir?"

"Actually, no, this seems to be the perfect place for a rest."

She flushed very red and felt herself getting very warm. She tried to ignore the road, but her eyes kept flicking back to it. She was very nervous. She shifted from one foot to the other and couldn't keep still. Finally, he looked at her and smiled.

"Are you rested?"

"Yes, sir, please. May we go on?"

"Of course. I hope you enjoyed this little break, Natasja."

She made no response, waiting for him to start their run again. He stood and looked at her. She did not understand at first, then it struck her. He wasn't going to move until she answered him.

"Yes sir, this was a nice break."

She tried to smile, but it was a grimace rather than a smile. Her eyes kept flicking to the road. He knew what she was thinking.

"Ah, so perhaps each day we run, we could stop here for a little rest before finishing?"

Knowing she was caught, Natasja looked down at the ground.

"Umm, yes, I suppose, sir. Although I really was not tired. Maybe a little further would be better."

"Well, this is about halfway. I think it is a good place until you are used to the run."

He smiled at her and she knew what he would do each day that they ran. She knew that she would be standing in the open without a stitch on her body. He smiled an even larger smile as he saw that she knew and then he started off again. She stood stupidly for a second and then she started running, still glancing toward the road. She was so overjoyed to reach the shelter of the bushes that she did not notice how tired she was becoming. She wasn't used to running. They continued in a circle until she could see the rail fence bordering the lawn and the house. She was breathing very hard and her legs were shaking when they ran through the gate and into the yard. Fred stopped and so did she. She bent over, panting. Sweat was running off her body and dripping from her hair. He unhooked the leash and hung it next to the back door, but he left the collar on her.

"Stay here. You get a fifteen-minute rest break. Then we start with some other exercises."

She heard but couldn't care less as she was still trying to get her breathing back to normal. But she was happy to get the rest, even if she was standing naked in the back yard. She stood quietly, noticing that the male staff members were looking at her and with a soft low moan, she lowered her eyes to the ground. She did not try to cover her body, as she knew that Fred did not allow her to do that. She waited as patiently as she could. Soon he came back out of the house and took her hand, leading her to a small building. Once inside, she saw exercise equipment and a ballet bar. One of the male staff was working on something in a corner. Fred led her to the bar and told her put a heel on it. As Natasja did as she was told, she also knew the sight that she had to be making. Her pussy was completely exposed. He then told her to bend to her leg, so her muscles would stretch out. As she did this, she felt her lips pull apart and she moaned. She was humiliated because of how she knew she must look. He made her bend 10 times, each one becoming harder as her thigh muscles stretched out. Then he told her to lift the other foot and do the same with that leg. When she had finished with that exercise, she lowered her foot and stood on slightly shaky legs.

Fred let her rest a little and then led her to a weight machine. He got her on her back on the bench and set her up with some light weights. He looked at her position and moved both of her feet to the outside of the bench. Without looking she knew that with her feet like this, she was exposed once more. She heard footsteps and didn't look. She was sure that the others were in here watching her. Natasja worked through bench presses and other exercises, doing sets of fifteen. Now she was led to an incline board, told to lie down and when she had, her feet were put under straps. This time her legs were fairly close together. She was told to do twenty-five sit-ups and then get up after she was done. This was hard for her; she wasn't used to this. When done, however, she worked herself loose and stood.

"One last exercise, Natasja, and then you are done for the day."

She smiled at him, feeling better, now that she was close to the end. He led her outside. Now she saw what had been fixed up for her. It was a platform, large enough for her to stand on, but that was not what caught her eye. In the middle of the platform was an enormous latex cock. It was big around, but the length of it was what she saw first. Fred took her hand, but she held back, her other hand over her mouth. 

"No, sir, please no. I don't want this, please."

"Natasja, what you want is not important. I am not having you service the staff as I might. This will be a small thing for you to do."

He pulled her harder and she stumbled along behind him. Fred got her on the platform and told her to move her feet apart. Then, without warning, his fingers found her pussy and he began to masturbate her. Natasja almost jumped away in surprise. She looked at him mournfully.

"This is for your own good. Do you want to have to do this dry?"

With those words she began to cry, silently, but with tears. She soon felt her pussy moistening and she blushed hard, knowing that he knew she was becoming aroused. When he felt that she was wet enough, he bent and reached a hand out to his side. One of the men handed him a tube of lubricant and he squeezed some on the tip of the dildo. He did not spread it on it. Now he stood up and looked at her.

"You will be doing 25 squats, Natasja. I do not expect that you take the whole thing, but you will take at least some of it inside you. Understand?"

Natasja nodded. She bent her legs and reached for the disgusting thing. Her hand found it and she had to look down to see if it was centered properly. She shuffled to get into better position and then lowered herself further. When she felt the tip touch her lips, she closed her tear-filled eyes and bit her lip. Then she squatted further and felt the dildo press up into her. Her own moisture and the lubricant made it easier, but the dildo was still very big. She grunted as she went down. Then with a moan she lifted up. She felt very full and then empty. She raised up and reached down once more, grasping it again. It was slippery now, from her and the lubricant. She lowered herself and felt it at the entrance of her pussy once more. She held on until it opened her up and then she let go. Natasja lowered more and felt it stretch her open again as she slid down the dildo. She continued to fall and then rise for twenty-five times, her eyes closed so she would not have to see everyone staring at her. Seeing her fucking the enormous dildo. Her face was bright red and tears were trickling down her cheeks. She felt very humiliated. Fred led her to the house and told her to go and wash and that she could rest for a while. She walked slowly to her room, used her shower, ashamed at how wet she felt between her legs and then walked to her bed and lay down. She felt used and was ashamed and it took some time for her to doze off.

Later that day Stephanie came into Natasja's room and woke her. She was made to shower again and use the bidet to ensure that she was as clean as she possibly could be. Then Stephanie made up her face and eyes and fixed her hair to make her attractive. She led her back to the bedroom and gave her a pair of thigh high nylons and a pair of heels. Natasja sighed and put them on. Then she was told to go downstairs to the dining room. Fred was there waiting for her.

"Tonight you will learn how to serve a dinner. I will require your services each night until Saturday, when you will be serving a dinner for me and some guests. You will serve it dressed as you are tonight. The next few days will give you a chance to get used to the idea."

Natasja gaped at him. She was so shocked she could not say anything at first. Her face turned red again as she pictured herself doing what he had told her she would.

"But, sir, dressed like this?"

"Yes Natasja. You will be an attractive serving girl."

Then he smiled at her obvious discomfort. She still stared at him.

"Obviously you do not approve. Natasja, you must come to understand that your approval is not necessary. You will do as I say always. No arguing, no changes, no exceptions. Now go to the kitchen. The first course is probably ready."

In a fog, she turned and walked into the kitchen where she was given a plate with salad. She returned to the dining room and placed the plate in front of Fred. Not knowing what she should do next, she stood next to him.

"The appropriate place is behind me, to my right, in plain sight of the table."

She backed up to where he indicated she should wait and stood. Her mind was seeing her doing this Saturday night with others sitting at the table. She flushed red again imagining what it would be like, how she would feel.

The entire evening went by in a haze to Natasja as she mentally pictured herself serving dinner dressed in stockings and heels. She wanted to believe that Fred was only teasing her, but she knew him well enough to realize that he would not joke or tease about what he had told her. As a matter of fact, he had never said something to her that had not come to pass. Her stomach clenched tight as she thought of the night that was coming and she felt faint. She couldn't do what he requested of her. She just couldn't.

Fred watched her carefully and made a decision. Perhaps he was being too easy on the girl. After dinner he told her to go to her room. He watched Natasja walk up the stairs as if she was in a trance. He finished his wine and walked up behind her. When he entered her room she was standing by her window, looking out.

"Come here."

Natasja turned and looked at him, then she slowly walked to him. 

"Get on your knees."

Natasja knelt in front of him. He unzipped his pants and took out his cock. Then he rubbed it on her lips until she sighed and opened her mouth. He thrust his cock in her mouth and grabbed her head.

"Be still."

Then he began to fuck her mouth as though it was her pussy. He thrust in and out, feeling his cock become slick with her saliva. He hardened quickly and because he was teaching her a lesson he pushed deep, making her gag and choke. Natasja was confused because she was remembering the night when he had been so tender and loving to her. Her eyes were full of tears and they were running down her cheeks as her head was pushed back and forth by the force he used with her. In no time he was ready to come and as he sensed this, he forced his cock deep into her mouth. Natasja gagged and then felt the spurting of his cock in her mouth. She struggled to pull back, but he held her head, forcing her to be still until he finished spurting come into her mouth. Then he held her tight to his cock until he felt her swallow, gagging once more. Only then did he pull back and let go of her head.

Natasja slumped to the floor, coughing and audibly sobbing. Fred said nothing as he turned and left her room, leaving her lying alone. When her door closed, she looked up through tear blurred eyes. Seeing she was alone, Natasja stood and walked to her bathroom on shaking legs. She turned the water in the sink on and spit into it. She rinsed her mouth out and then brushed her teeth for a long time. Even so she could still taste his semen. Sniffling, she turned out the light and went to her bed. She tossed and turned for a long time before she could sleep.

The next morning she woke up before Stephanie reached her room. When Stephanie entered, Natasja was already out of bed and headed to the bathroom. She did her morning washing of her face and body. Then she returned to the bedroom and put on her socks and running shoes. She obediently went downstairs and through the kitchen to the yard. There she was once more collared and leashed to her embarrassment. Fred led her off on her run once again. She was very conscious of how her body jounced and jiggled, embarrassing her even more as she felt her tits bounce against her chest as she ran behind him. As he did the previous day, Fred stopped her in the middle of the open area, fully exposing her to the road. She stood, flushed and panting, with her eyes lowered but she still watched the road, praying that no one would come. He finally began again, leading her the rest of the way back to the yard. Once again she had to stretch and do her other exercises until she was led to the platform with the enormous dildo. 

Natasja looked at it with disgust and hesitated. She did not want to do what she had the day before. Fred knew that she was humiliated by what she had already done but he would not let her hold back. When he understood that she would not mount the platform, he came up behind her and swatted her on the ass, making her cry out in shock.

"Get up and do as you know you should. If you persist in delaying, perhaps I can provide some encouragement."

With a panicked look at him she grimaced and clambered up on the platform. Fred motioned to one of the men. He grinned and stepped up to Natasja, pushing her legs apart and began to feel her pussy. She moaned, not expecting someone other than her master to do this to her. As he felt her and rubbed her clitoris, she began to cry audibly. Natasja felt her pussy moisten and in order to stop the violation by the man, she squatted down and held the dildo at her opening. She was willing to suffer anything to stop the grasping fingers. With a groan of humiliation and pain, she slid the dildo into her channel. Tears still flowed down her face as she forced herself down on it. She was not as wet as she should have been and the dildo scraped her tender skin as it entered her.

Her tears flowed as she felt it spread her pussy and she groaned once more at the feeling of fullness. She reached between her legs and spread her lips wider. She used that touch to hide her finger from teasing her clitoris, making her produce more liquid inside. In a few moments she whimpered as she felt the dildo's pressure decrease as her moisture increased. Mentally she counted the times she squatted until she had reached 25 and could lift her body off the huge latex cock. Then, legs quivering, she straightened and looked at Fred. He nodded and she went into the house to clean her body. She cried all the time she washed and slowly walked to her bed, lying on it and crying until she fell asleep.

The evening was a copy of the night before. Stephanie made her up and handed her the nylon stockings and heels. Natasja did not protest and slipped into them. As she walked down the stairs to the dining room, a tear slipped down her cheek. She still could not understand the difference between the Fred of two nights ago and the one of today. He had been tender and loving. Now he was harsh and unfeeling. She did not understand that he was working to break her will. Break her so that she would do anything he asked without question. Unfortunately for her, she was not easily broken.

The next morning Stephanie arrived just as Natasja was getting out of bed. Natasja asked questions of her.

"Why is he like this to me?"

"Because he can."

"That is no answer. There has to be a reason. Two days ago he was so nice to me. Now it is as if I am nothing."

"Natasja, you must understand that he expects you to obey him at all times. That is what he wants. No objections, no hesitation, just that you do as you are told."

"But it isn't fair. There are things he expects of me that I do not want to do. I should have some choice."

"Natasja, listen to me. Obey him and you will be fine. Resist or question him and I cannot say what will happen. Only that you will not be happy."

"But, as things are now, I am not happy. And he expects me to be naked in front of people Saturday night. I am going to be humiliated and embarrassed. It isn't fair."

"Please listen to me. If you obey it will go easier on you. Now you have to get ready."

"I don't care. I don't want to get ready. I don't want to run naked or exercise for him. He only wants to humiliate me."

Natasja sat on her bed, face set stubbornly. Stephanie tried to talk sense to her once more, but she was ignored. Suddenly the door opened and two of the males appeared. One took Stephanie by the arm and the other Natasja. The two women were dragged to the door and down the stairs. Stephanie was deeply afraid and Natasja was squealing and hitting the man holding her. They were dragged out to the yard where Fred was waiting, an unreadable expression on his face. Both women were pushed in front of him; one naked and full of indignation and the other dressed as a maid and full of fear.

"Stephanie, it is your job to get Natasja here on time in the morning. You have failed. Do you have anything to say?"

Natasja watched, open-mouthed as Stephanie shook her head no. She looked at him and noticed that he had a large paddle dangling from one hand. Suddenly she realized that something bad was going to happen to Stephanie. Courageously, Natasja had to do something.




Natasja Ch. 2



"It was not her fault. I was the one that refused to come down."

"It is her task to get you here on time. Your refusal means nothing. Stephanie, you know what is required."

Natasja looked at her as Stephanie began to undress. With a sinking feeling in her stomach Natasja once more spoke up.

"If anyone is to be punished, it should be me. Stephanie did as she was supposed to do. It isn't her fault."

"Stephanie, is that true?"

"Sir, I should have requested help to get her here if I was unable to accomplish it."

"You see Natasja, she knows her faults and what is expected. You, unfortunately do not." 

"It isn't fair to Stephanie. She did nothing wrong."

"Oh, so you think Stephanie should not be punished for failing in her duties?"

"No."

"Fine, then you will be punished in her place. And because you were the cause you will be punished for your error also."

Natasja stared at him in shock at the immediate decision he made. Two of the men grabbed her and began to pull her to the rail fence bordering the yard. She began to struggle, kick and squeal as she was dragged across the yard. Realizing that she could not get away, Natasja let herself go limp and made the two men drag her across the grass. Fred took Stephanie's hand and dragged her behind him following Natasja. At the fence Natasja was forced to bend over it and one of the men tied her hands to the bottom rail. All you could see of her was her bare ass and cleft with her legs stretched below. Above her ass was the line of her back and the back of her head. She was on tiptoes in her socks and shoes. Natasja began to scream at all of them, not at all ladylike.

"Bastards! You bastards, let me up! God I hate you, I hate all of you!

She heard chuckling and laughing behind her and soon noticed Stephanie bent over the rail fence next to her. Her hands were tied on the bottom rail also.

"You said Stephanie was not going to be punished! Let her go!"

Natasja shrieked as the paddle came down hard on her bare ass. Her ass clenched and her knees bent. Fred observed her body twisting and clenching. Then he struck her again. Natasja shrieked once more and her knees bent and pushed inward.

"Oh my god, oh my god."

The paddle whipped down once more and she screamed. Her ass was slowly turning bright red except for the cleft between her cheeks. Three more times the paddle struck her making her howl and dance as much as she could from being bound over the railing of the fence.

"Do you still think Stephanie should not be punished?"

Natasja glanced at Stephanie through tear filled eyes, seeing her face also coated with tears and her eyes closed in fear.

"It was not her fault."

"Fine, the first six were for your obstinacy. The next six will be for Stephanie."

"Noooooooooooooooo!"

Before Natasja was struck again, Fred motioned to one of the men and he climbed over the fence. Her hair was pulled, lifting her head and she saw the man in front of her, holding his cock. He pushed it at her mouth and she twisted her head as much as she could, avoiding it. Her hair was pulled tighter and her nose was pinched, forcing her to eventually open her mouth. As she did, the cock was stuffed into it.

"Suck him and don't bite."

The first blow of Stephanie's punishment fell on her already hot and sore ass, making her squeal around the cock that was stuffed in her mouth. She sucked as she was beaten, grunting in pain and humiliation. As the first cock stiffened in her mouth, it was withdrawn, only to be replaced with another. She heard Stephanie gasp next to her and realized that the cock she had sucked to erection was now fucking Stephanie. Natasja sucked the second cock frantically, feeling it stiffen in her mouth. As that one was withdrawn, another took its place and she began to suck it also. As she did, she felt a prodding at her pussy and moaned as a hard, stiff cock was shoved into her. Stephanie was crying next to her as she was fucked and then moaned as she felt the spurting of the cock inside her. Natasja sucked the third cock frantically also; afraid of what would happen to her if she refused. She felt the cock inside her come, and the jets of sperm coated her pussy.

The third cock, stiff, withdrew and another slid into her mouth. Stephanie soon grunted as she was penetrated once more. Tears were dripping off Stephanie's chin and cheeks as she was fucked mercilessly. Natasja was whimpering as she was violated both in her mouth and pussy. The last cock withdrew from Natasja's mouth and she moaned, knowing what was coming. She felt the man prod at her pussy and penetrate her. The two girls hung over the fence, whimpering as they were fucked. Stephanie's man came in her. Natasja was now the only one being fucked and she moaned and whimpered, her sore ass was being battered by the man's rough clothes as her pussy was fucked. He soon grunted and Natasja felt him spurt inside her. She lowered her head and moaned softly as she felt the sperm splatter inside her. He withdrew from her tight channel and she felt sperm dribbling out of her. She was so ashamed and humiliated. It ran slowly down her legs making the humiliation even greater. Natasja sobbed silently as she felt her hands untied. Her hair was grabbed again and she was pulled back, then forced to her knees behind Stephanie.

"Lick her clean."

Natasja thought for a moment about refusing, but the pain in her battered ass told her not to be stupid. She lifted her face and slowly moved towards Stephanie's cunt. A swat hit her behind making her scream once more and she hurriedly pressed her mouth to Stephanie. She began to lick frantically at Stephanie, making the girl moan. Natasja was humiliated even more as she licked. She knew that all the men were watching her and she was ashamed of herself. That did not make her stop. The threat of the paddle made her lick. She tasted Stephanie and the sperm that was leaking out of her. Natasja's face was red and hot from shame. Stephanie began to wriggle against her face and Natasja could her moaning. She closed her eyes and licked with her nose pressed between Stephanie's ass cheeks. Tears leaked out of her eyes but she did not stop licking until her hair was grabbed once more and she was pulled back. Natasja had Stephanie's juices and sperm spread across her lips and chin. She winced as her sore ass pressed down on her heels.

"Lick the come off her legs."

This time Natasja did not delay, but bent forward quickly. She did not want the paddle again. She pressed her head between Stephanie's thighs and licked her all over, not caring if she licked up sperm or not. She licked and mouthed all over each thigh, not stopping until she was pulled back by hair once more. Stephanie had not come and was whimpering softly, tears still dripping off her face. Natasja covered her face with her hands and slumped over on her side. She was not allowed to stay in that position. 

Fred pulled her to her feet and tied her wrists together, attaching the leash to them. Without saying a word to her he began to run down the path, jerking her to follow him. Natasja sobbed loudly as she began to run behind him, taking the same path as they had the last two days. She ran mechanically, not seeing the path or the trees, only following the tugs on her wrists. Her nose was running from her crying, adding more liquid to the mess already on her face and she could feel sperm trickling out of her pussy still. By the time she and Fred had reached the opening to the road, she was gasping and panting. Fred led her to the fence, lifted her over it easily and tied her to it. Her red, burning ass was facing the road, not more than 50 feet from the shoulder. As she stood on her trembling legs and panted to get her breath back, she heard a motor. Twisting her head both directions she saw a vehicle approaching on the road from her right. Natasja began to frantically pull on the rope tying her to the fence. 

"Please, oh god please let me up, let me go, please sir, please."

"You should have thought of that this morning you stupid girl. I set the time for the run for a reason. Now, because of your stupidity in being late you can pay a penalty."

Natasja twisted her head to the right and couldn't help but watch as the vehicle approached. She began to cry pitifully as it came closer and closer. She still pulled and twisted against the rope binding her to the fence.

"Please sir, let me go, let me hide, I will be good I promise. I won't be late ever again. You will not have to punish me ever again. I will be so good, I promise."

She was almost hyperventilating and when she realized that nothing she said would change his mind, she hung her head between her arms and bawled uncontrollably. She pictured the sight she made from the road. A bare, newly beaten ass. A woman's naked body exposed to god knows whoever was coming. She couldn't stop crying and she couldn't hide. She had to stand and be seen. She tried to crouch down, but he had tied her well. She could not get down far enough. She heard the vehicle slow and moaned softly. The car stopped and doors opened and slammed shut. She knew that it had stopped behind her and she listened hard for the sounds of anyone approaching her from behind. There was a soft whistle and then laughter behind her, which made her cry even harder. 

"Spread your legs open, you stupid girl."

Sniffling hard and gasping, she spread her feet further apart, knowing that when she did her pussy was fully exposed. She was so humiliated as she did and sobbed even harder. Her nose was running even more than before because of her continual crying. Her face was wet from tears. She heard movement behind coming closer. Stiffening she looked up at Fred begging with her eyes, but he did not even look at her. She squirmed and twisted the rope again, still unable to get loose. As she squirmed, her breasts swung back and forth, dangling under her chest. Her nipples had hardened once again when she knew that she was going to be exposed. 

"Nice ass. Get it spanked darling? Look at her cunt. She's been well fucked, hasn't she? Are your tits as nice as your cunt, girly?"

Natasja sobbed softly as strangers stared at her. Even being naked at the house in front of the help was not as humiliating as this. She knew that her pussy had pulled open when she had spread her feet wider and she knew that sperm was leaking out of her pussy also. She was so ashamed. Her face was hot and she hid it as well as she could. Finally Fred untied her hands and she hurriedly climbed over the fence to laughter behind her. Her ass cheeks spread open showing her anus and her pussy spread open even more as she climbed over the fence. Sobbing uncontrollably, she crouched down in the grass, trying to make her body as small as she could. Her arms were around her breasts and she squatted as low as she could. Laughter still rang out behind her, shaming her even more.

Fred tugged on the leash fastened to her hands and with a choking sob, she stood up and as he started running again, she ran behind him, another burst of laughter exploding around her. Her tits slapped against her chest and her ass jiggled as she ran, hearing the voices but not the words chasing her across the field. She only wanted to get away and she ran as hard as she could until the voices disappeared. Natasja only wanted to get home as fast as she could.

They ran into the yard and she bent over panting. Sweat trickled down her body as she fought to get her breath back. Fred lifted her chin and looked at her with disgust. She had dried juices and sperm on her face, mixed with her tears and looked filthy. He dragged her to the side of the house and picked up the garden hose.

"Stand still."

Natasja whimpered as he turned it on and sprayed freezing cold water over her. He rinsed the sweat and sperm off her and then sprayed her face.

"Wash your face."

With the water still splashing over her face, Natasja rubbed it with her hands and scrubbed as much of the filth off as she could. She was cold and dripping water when he turned off the hose. Her hair was dripping water and it ran down her body. As she wiped her eyes and face with her hands, she noticed that Stephanie was still tied to the fence, naked. Natasja was still afraid, but had to say something.

"Sir, I took Stephanie's punishment. Why is she still tied to the fence?"

"Part of the punishment is to be tied to the fence for the rest of the day. Is that what you want?"

Natasja looked down and said nothing. Fred took her hand and led her to the exercise room, still dripping water. She sniffled but did her stretching exercise, then worked with the weights and did her sit-ups on the incline board. Dreading what she knew was next she slowly followed Fred out the exercise room. She began to sob softly as he walked to the platform with the dildo. Natasja followed him, trembling with shame. All of the men who worked for Fred were clustered around the platform. Natasja stepped up and closed her eyes once she held the dildo in her hand. Squatting over it, she placed it at her pussy and lowered herself until it penetrated her. She gasped and winced. Her pussy was sore from the fucking she had received earlier. Sobbing softly she did her squats, her legs shaking. She counted to 25 and with a moan, lifted off the dildo. Fred grabbed her hand and began walking to the fence, pulling her behind him.

"No, sir, no, please no, oh my god no."

He ignored her and dragged her resisting body next to Stephanie. One of the men vaulted over the fence and when Natasja was pushed against it, grabbed her hands and tied her to it once again. Then he untied Stephanie. Stephanie looked at Natasja and began to cry for her. Then she was pulled back and Natasja was left alone, bent over the fence uncomfortably. The sun beat down on her back and bruised ass. Her hair fell around her face and she began to sweat from the heat. She was trembling, knowing that by tying her to the fence, Fred had made her available to the help. She saw the man climb over the fence and she heard footsteps leaving her alone, tied in place. Natasja gulped and gasped for air, scared of what might happen to her. Not only was her ass sore and throbbing, but her pussy was tender also. She could feel heat from her pussy and knew it was rubbed raw in spots.

Thankfully she was left alone for a long time. Her mind closed down and she stood, bent over, without a thought in her mind, only waiting for her ordeal to be over. She heard footsteps behind her and began to shake again; thinking it was one of the men. Stephanie climbed the fence with a bottle in her hand. She held it to Natasja's mouth and Natasja drank greedily. She was so hot and thirsty. Stephanie bent down to her ear, whispering.

"Don't ever do that again, Natasja. He beat you harder than he would have beat me. The best would have been for you to keep silent, just as I did. Arguing will do nothing but cause more pain and humiliation. Be still and quiet. I have some lotion and cream that I am going to put on you."

Natasja sobbed softly as Stephanie climbed back over the fence. She felt lotion splattering on her back and Stephanie rubbed it in gently. 

"Oh god, your bum. Oh god."

She felt cool liquid on her bruised ass and then winced as Stephanie very gently rubbed that into her skin. Tears fell from her eyes as Stephanie gently rubbed the cream into the bruises. It hurt so to be touched! Lotion was also rubbed into her legs. Stephanie whispered once more.

"Open your legs a little and don't panic. This cream will help the soreness on your pussy."

Natasja widened her stance and felt Stephanie's fingers on her sore pussy. The fingers were gentle and brought soothing cream to her tender lips. Even as gentle as Stephanie was she still winced as the cream was rubbed into her skin. When Stephanie had finished she bent forward once more.

"Just let your mind go blank, Natasja. Don't think of anything or of anyone. It will seem to take forever, but it will be over soon. I have to go before he sees me. Thank you for taking the punishment, but don't ever do it again. If he is angry with you it will go worse for you."

Stephanie's footsteps faded away and Natasja was left alone once more. She tried to follow Stephanie's advice but the exposure at the road would not leave her conscious mind. Over and over she heard the car approach, stop and the sounds of people coming up behind her. Then laughter as they stared at her rump and pussy. She cried softly and silently until she had no more tears to fall. The afternoon dragged on forever. No one approached her until very late in the afternoon. She was almost zoned out when she felt hands on her hips and then a stiff cock was shoved into her pussy. She gasped as she was penetrated and began to whimper. The cream made the entry easier and she was thankful for that, but she was humiliated that a man could walk up behind her and fuck her as if she was an animal. It was even worse that she did not know who it was. It could have been Fred, one of the help or even someone who had come to the house. She did not have any idea who it was fucking her.

He thrust steadily into her and she felt it each time his pants brushed her ass. She was so sore it was unbelievable. He lasted for a long time. Finally Natasja felt him stiffen a little more and she groaned. He clutched her hips tighter and then grunted, pushing deep inside her and came, spurting into her. Natasja sobbed softly as he came and withdrew. Sperm again trickled out of her pussy and down her thighs. She felt so dirty, used and ashamed. Natasja could only stand, bent over the fence and wait. She had no inkling of how much longer she had to remain here.

It seemed a long time, but it really wasn't, before she was released. Groaning as she straightened up, Natasja stretched her body. She had to get the tightness out before she was able to walk. She reached back to her ass, wincing as she touched it. It felt hot and swollen. Hobbling and moaning softly she made her way to the house. Inside, she climbed the stairs to her room, moaning softly as her muscles loosened more. She felt the pain in her ass as she climbed even more than when she walked. Entering her room, Natasja went to bathroom and looked over her shoulder at her ass in the mirror. She gasped as she saw it. It was still mostly red although patches of dark blue were beginning to show. She was going to have bruises showing before the day was over. 

She started the shower and gingerly washed her body, paying special attention to her pussy. That part of her felt especially dirty. She was tender there and her ass was very sensitive to being touched. Natasja dried herself carefully, trying to avoid rubbing her ass and pussy. Then she went to her bed and lay down on her stomach. Stephanie came in shortly after she had lain down and rubbed more cream on her bruised ass. She also pushed Natasja's legs open and dabbed cream on the more inflamed parts of her pussy. Natasja did not resist, but let her, knowing that the cream would help with the soreness.

Stephanie softly kissed her cheek and left her. Natasja fell asleep with her subconscious full of the images of the day. She did not really rest because her mind went from each humiliating happening of the day. Her sleep was fitful at best but good for her.

Later in the evening Stephanie returned and woke her. Natasja had to be the maid again tonight. She moaned as she swung her legs over the side of the bed and winced as her ass touched the sheet and mattress. She stumbled into the bathroom and looked at her ass in the mirror once more. The few hours of rest had done nothing to change how her ass was turning. There were now purple patches of bruising over both cheeks and her ass felt hot to the touch. She stood with tears leaking from her eyes as Stephanie brushed her hair. 




Natasja Ch. 2



"You have to stop crying so I can put on your make up, Natasja."

Forcing herself to stop crying was hard, but she finally succeeded. She wiped her face on a towel and Stephanie made up her eyes and added blush to her cheeks. Natasja had stopped moaning and told herself she wasn't going to let him see her cry. He wouldn't break her, take away her spirit. She was stronger than that.

She hobbled to the head of the stairs and slowly went down them, wincing at each step. I have to be stronger she kept telling herself. I cannot let him see me as a weakling. As she reached the bottom, she straightened up with a groan and walked as normally as she could to the dining room. He was seated and waiting for her. Without a word, she served his salad from the sideboard and poured his wine. Then she stepped back to wait until she was needed again.

As she was serving the main course, she felt his hand on her ass and she sucked in a breath. It hurt to be touched, but that was the only sound she made. She held steady and let him run his fingers over her ass. Thankfully he did not squeeze. If he had, she had no idea what she would have done. His touch reminded her of how much heat seemed to radiate off her skin from the bruises beneath. 

Fred sat for a long time, enjoying his coffee after dinner. Then he motioned to Natasja and she walked in front of him to the stairs. She forced herself to walk normally and climb normally even though each step felt as though a knife was being stuck in her ass. Fred followed her, watching her. She entered her bedroom, dreading what was coming. He led her to the bed and made her bend over it, resting her hands on the comforter. Natasja stood quietly. Fred went into the bathroom and returned, standing behind her once more. She felt him pull her cheeks open, forcing her to gasp. A thick worm of lubricant dropped on her anus and she moaned softly. Then his finger rubbed it on the tight, wrinkled star of it, greasing her skin. He stuck his finger through the star of wrinkled skin, spreading lubricant on the opening of her ass. Natasja was moaning continually now. She hated this, hated it. He added another finger to the one in her anus and worked them both in and out, widening her for him. The fingers popped out and her cheeks were spread open again, forcing a groan from her mouth. She felt the head of his cock sliding in her cleft and then it was against her anus. Natasja dropped her head to the comforter and began to cry as he pushed the head of his cock through the tight ring. As he pushed his way into her, she could not help her shame.

"Noooooooooooooooooooo."

She moaned aloud and then gasped once more as the head popped inside. He was gentle, but firm. He held still, letting her accustom herself to the stretching of her ring and even added more lubricant. She felt greasy, almost slimy between her cheeks. He pressed in further.

"Oh god, no, please sir. Please don't do this to me, please."

Fred ignored her and pressed in deeper. She felt so full. It burned a little but she was more humiliated than anything else. Logically she should have been happy that he did not use her sore pussy but she was humiliated at being used in her anus. She winced as his hips reached and touched her ass. More lubricant was added and he pulled back, sliding out easily. Then he thrust back up her ass. Natasja grunted. She clenched tight with her ring, knowing that if she did that she would speed his orgasm. She heard him groan behind her as she did. It seemed to excite him for he began to push harder, forcing her to grunt each time he went up her rectum. Her clenching of her ring paid off, for it wasn't long before she felt the spurts of his sperm inside her rectum. He slumped over her back, pressed against her sore ass. As he began to soften inside her, he pulled out; making a sucking, popping sound as his cock left her ass. Without saying a word, he turned and left her bent over her bed. As she heard the door close behind him, she let go, sobbing out loud. She remained bent over for a long time, crying. When her sobs had become choking gasps, Natasja forced herself up and went to the bathroom once more. She cleaned herself and used the toilet before going to bed. Exhausted, she soon fell asleep although her sleep was full of dreams of being humiliated and shamed. 

The next morning Stephanie entered Natasja's room to find her sprawled on her face on the bed with the bed clothes covering only her legs from mid-thigh down. Her ass was a mass of purple blotches and looked very painful. Stephanie's eyes filled with tears. She knew that but for the girl sleeping before her that her ass would look just like that. She quietly entered the bathroom to get the cream that she had used on her twice yesterday. Returning, she sat on the bed and gently woke the girl. Natasja moaned and reached back for her sore ass, groaning as she touched it. Her head turned and two deep blue eyes looked at Stephanie. 

"Hi."

"How are you feeling today?"

"Like someone beat me pretty badly."

"I can see that. Does it hurt much?"

"Yes, it hurts."

"I came here early. We have some time. I am going to put some more cream on your bum. I'll try not to hurt you too much."

Natasja nodded her understanding and laid her head on the pillow. When Stephanie's hands touched her bruised ass she sucked in a breath and tensed up noticeably. 

"I'm sorry, Natasja, but this will help."

"I know."

Stephanie gently spread the cream over the bruised skin and as gently as possible, rubbed it in. Natasja tensed her bum from time to time, but made no sound other than taking deeper breaths. 

"Let me see your pussy."

Natasja sobbed softly and lifted her lower body to her knees. With her head still on the pillow, she formed the shape of triangle and moved her knees apart, exposing her pussy lips. 

"This is so humiliating."

"I understand, but you were raw there yesterday. Unless you want to take longer for that to heal, you'll let me put cream there too."

"I don't know which is worse. Healing me there so he can use my pussy or letting it take longer in which case he will use my ass."

"What? He used you there?"

"Yes. Last night, bent over my bed. I was so ashamed."

"Oh god, Natasja, I am so sorry."

Stephanie's eyes filled with tears again as she pictured the poor girl kneeling in front of her being taken in her ass. She wiped her eyes and gently spread cream on her pussy, softly rubbing it in. Natasja gasped once and knelt, her shoulders shaking as she sobbed into the pillow. When she had finished applying the cream, Stephanie stroked her back.

"I had better look there too."

Natasja trembled and with a muffled voice told Stephanie to go ahead. She gently opened the ass cheeks before her. The anus of the girl was red and slightly inflamed but not as bad as her pussy. She took a little of the cream and gently rubbed it on her anus, making Natasja moan.

"This is so humiliating. I am so ashamed."

"It isn't your fault, Natasja. Keep thinking that it isn't your fault."

When Stephanie removed her finger from between Natasja's cheeks the girl edged to the side of the bed and stood stiffly, whimpering softly. As she hobbled to the bathroom Stephanie choked back a sob of pity for her.

"How much time do I have?"

"Twenty minutes."

"I guess I shouldn't shower now."

Stephanie heard the water running in the hand bowl and hurried into the bathroom, where she helped Natasja wash. Then she combed her hair and put it in a ponytail. Natasja looked at her and smiled. Stephanie tried to smile back but her lower lip trembled.

"It isn't your fault Stephanie. I told him it was not fair for you to be punished. I just didn't expect this."

"I feel so guilty, Natasja. You shouldn't have taken the punishment for me."

"Yes and then both of us would be hobbling around and you would have been fucked all yesterday afternoon. How sore would you be if that had happened? At least you aren't in the same shape as me."

"I know, but it still isn't right. We had better go. Neither one of us wants to be late today."

The two women, one naked except for socks and running shoes and the other in a brief maid's uniform walked to the head of the stairs. Natasja moaned as she looked down the long staircase. She gripped the banister and one step at a time moved down. She winced with each step but made no sounds. Stephanie walked beside her, prepared to hold her if she faltered, but Natasja made it. Walking on level surfaces did not seem to bother her as much. They went through the kitchen to the yard. Natasja did not wince as she went down the steps to the yard, gritting her teeth and holding her lips tightly together. She walked up to Fred and stood silently as he fastened the collar on her neck, then leashed her. Without a word he turned and began to run. Natasja started to run behind him, gritting her teeth as the pain from her bruised ass knifed into her. She vowed to not show anything to him as she ran behind him.

When they reached the opening bordering the road, he stopped and Natasja stopped also. She turned to look away from him as his eyes looked at her. He dropped the leash and walked around her, studying the bruises on her ass. She ignored him as he moved around her. Once he was in front of her though, she had to look at him or drop her eyes. Up until now she had always dropped her eyes. Today she stared back at him, anger showing in her deep blue eyes. They were cold and flinty.

"Will you be begging me to punish you instead of Stephanie again?"

"If I think you are being unfair, yes, I probably will. At least someone here will not be subjected to humiliation and a beating."

"You think you can handle it?"

"I am now, aren't I? I took it, took the humiliation of your help violating me, spent the afternoon bent over the fence, served your dinner and then had to endure you last night. And now I am here, running with you, as you demand I do. I am sure that you will not allow me to get out of anything else today. I am your loyal slave."

Natasja's voice was cold with contempt and anger. She would not show weakness and she was not going to think of him as the man who gave her so much pleasure earlier this week but the one who handed out pain. He shook his head and picked up the leash, leading her on the second part of the run. She put her hand in her mouth as she started to run, biting down to keep from gasping in pain. It took all of her will power to finish the run that morning. She did her other exercises without complaint but with flashing eyes toward anyone that watched. As she walked out the platform with the dildo, she mentally groaned, but still walked to it. As she climbed up on the platform, she saw Stephanie talking to Fred. Before she could squat, Fred and Stephanie were beside her. 

"Stop."

Natasja straightened up and looked into the distance. She felt hands on her thighs and let her legs be opened. Fingers opened her pussy lips and she could sense that he was looking at her pussy. The fingers left her and he stood in front of her.

"Go inside and rest for the afternoon. You will still be serving tonight."

He turned and left with no further words. Natasja watched his back and then turned to Stephanie.

"Stay out of this. If you keep on he may beat you also. I can take what he gives. There is no need for you to take any chances."

"I know him better. He would not have made you do much of anything if you would have said something. He will punish, but he will not allow the hurt to be excessive."

Natasja nodded and then headed to the house, Stephanie trailing her. They entered and passed through the kitchen, then up the stairs, Natasja biting her lip this time. When they entered her bedroom and the door was closed, Natasja moaned and bent over the bed. 

"Oh god. Oh god."

She trembled all over and did not resist Stephanie as she helped her onto the bed. She lifted her ass up and allowed the maid to check her pussy and put more cream on it. Then she collapsed, sobbing, onto the bed and lay shaking as Stephanie put cream on her bum. Stephanie kissed her cheek and left the girl shaking with unshed tears. Natasja soon fell asleep and moved restlessly on the bed. She hurt and was ashamed. And the next day she would be serving a dinner naked.

Stephanie woke Natasja in time for her to take a shower and have her bum and pussy coated with the healing cream once again. She then put on her nylon thigh highs and heels and limped slowly to the stairs. Taking a deep breath and grabbing onto the banister, Natasja slowly took the stairs, one at a time, until she was on the first floor. She winced as she stepped onto the floor from the last stair and then straightened and walked as if there was no pain in her ass. Entering the dining room, she served Fred his dinner and wine. When she was not busy, she stood behind him and to his right as she had been told to do. When he had his coffee he motioned to her. Natasja walked up beside him and waited. He slid his chair back and moved her in front of him, just off the edge of the table.

"Sit up on the table and spread your legs."

Natasja glared at him but obeyed, wincing as her sore ass touched the tabletop. When she had settled back, she opened her legs and stared towards the wall, ignoring him. She felt his fingers on her pussy and sucked in her breath as he opened her. He looked at her lips and the pink center of her pussy. Then he took his hands away and stood. He lifted her down from the table and tilted her head so she had to look at him. Natasja's eyes were hard.

"Natasja, I do not want to hurt you, but I will not allow you to tell me what I may or may not do. Your attempt to do that this week resulted in your beating. It also resulted in the rough treatment your pussy received. I am glad to see that you are doing better and that you are healing. Do not push me. I expect you to be obedient and available to me as I desire. I am sorry that things have come to this. Because of that, tonight you may choose either your mouth or your ass. Think on that on the way to your room."

With that Fred easily lifted her into his arms and carried Natasja up the stairs to her room. Natasja was very surprised and speechless. She felt just a little forgiveness toward him for his kindness in speaking to her and carrying her up the stairs. He had to know how much it hurt her to climb them. Fred set her down on her feet by the bed and stepped back. Natasja was confused; she was unsure what she should do now. Looking up at him she saw the concern in his eyes for her and suddenly she wanted to please him, just like the night that he pleased her so much. Blushing, she slipped off her heels and climbed onto the bed. She got on all fours and then lowered her head to her pillow, lifting her ass in the air. It was humiliating to have to decide where he would use her. How could he make her choose? She did not want to suck him tonight and her ass was her only other choice. As much as she hated having him in her ass, she gave it to him readily.

She heard him undressing and going to the bathroom. She was shaking, knowing that he would soon be back. She felt him climb up on the bed behind her and hoped that he would relent. His hand opened her cheeks and she moaned softly as he squeezed lubricant on her anus. Natasja started sobbing softly as he rubbed it on her anal star. She grunted as his finger went in her and worked in and out. A second finger joined the first and she sobbed louder as he opened her anus. Soon she felt the prodding of his cock at her back hole. She relaxed as much as she was able. The head slipped in, stretching her open.

"Oh god, no, oh god, oh my god."

He ignored her whimpering and slid deeper inside her rectum. She was gasping. He felt larger than normal to her tonight. As his belly slid up to her ass, he reached under her and teased her clitoris. She gasped again as his finger found her nub and gently rubbed it. He didn't move inside her, but aroused her with his finger. She felt her nipples erect and blushed with shame. Her pussy moistened because of his touching. She felt herself clench and still he didn't move inside her. His finger stroked her and she began to pant. I can't be getting excited she thought. What he is doing to me is dirty. But she was getting aroused and couldn't help it. He teased her until her hips began to undulate. Her motions made his cock slip out and then back into her. His finger made her want more. She was so ashamed, so humiliated, and so aroused, that she could not help her hips from moving. When her hips began to move he reached under her with his other hand and cupped a breast. He gently squeezed her breast and teased the nipple making her groan in sweet agony. She was so hot. He knew how to play her, how to make her do what he wanted.

Natasja reached under herself with a hand and cupped her other breast, teasing that nipple. She lifted her head and whispered softly.

"Please move, sir. Please?"

He began to thrust slowly in and out of her. She still felt stretched beyond any feeling she had ever had before, but the movement he made felt right to her. She worked her behind on him as he thrust in and out of her tight passage. Still he teased her clitoris and nipple making her whimper softly into the pillow. She felt liquid inside. Without warning her orgasm burst through her belly, making her hips work faster. Fred increased his pace in her also and she felt him, felt him deep in her ass. He continued to stroke her nub as she spasmed around his finger and his cock. His thrusts became harder and she worked against him, driving her ass back to help him fill her. He grunted behind her and she felt the warm jets of sperm deep up her ass, just as her spasms of orgasm slowed. Natasja felt him get bigger as he spurted into her and she moaned softly. She still thrust back onto him until he stilled inside her. They were pressed tight together, connected at her ass. 

Natasja heard his rough breathing behind her and as she came down from her orgasm, her ass began to hurt again. The hurt had always been there, but now she could feel it again. He felt her wince and slowly he pulled back, making her groan deep in her throat. As gently as possible his cock pulled out of her rectum. Natasja slumped down on her belly, panting. Fred lifted her upper body like she was a child and pulled down the comforter and sheet. He got her under the sheet and then slid up next to her. Lying on his back, he took her and held her tight to his chest. She pressed her front to him and laid her head on his chest. He held her to him, tight but gently and she listened to his breathing. She was still ashamed of herself but she loved it when he held her and was tender to her. He had been tender tonight, even though he insisted on her availability. She silently cried, her tears dripping on his chest. He knew that she was crying and trying to hide it from him. He held her closer, gentle but wanting her. Natasja finally stopped crying but still sniffled. Fred stroked her hair and held her tight, until she fell asleep in his arms, her head resting on his chest. 

Natasja awoke in the morning sprawled on her stomach, alone. Sometime during the night he had left her. As she came more awake she heard her shower running and turned to her side so she could see the door to the bathroom. Dozing lightly she waited. Fred came out and walked to the bed. He sat next to her and stroked her hair. Natasja immediately woke from the touch. She blushed as she looked up at him and his smile. The smile made her melt inside. She could feel the warmth from it. How could he be so different? At times he was so loving and kind and at others harsh. Natasja couldn't understand, only that she wanted the kind and loving one. She let him stroke her softly, her hair, then her back. Her body shivered as he touched her. She moved her upper arm until her hand was resting on his thigh. Her breast was now exposed. The hand stroking her back slipped over her side and fingertips glided over the skin of her breast. She flushed, her face hot and red. Fingers cupped her breast and lifted it, making it jiggle. Without even being touched her nipple erected. Natasja was ashamed of her body's responses. All he had to do was be gentle and touch her and she melted inside. Especially if he used that wonderful smile on her. She couldn't help it. Her other nipple rose, stiff and throbbing and she felt damp between her legs as he stroked her breast. 




Natasja Ch. 2



Almost by its own will, her hand moved to his cock. She grasped it and squeezed gently. She heard him suck in his breath and she moved her hand up and down. He began to lengthen and stiffen in her hand. She flushed even more. She was still the shy girl no matter what she had already done. He pushed her more on her back and began to stroke both breasts. Her hand could not reach his cock and she felt left out. Both of her nipples were standing up, long and hard. She was amazed at how long they got when they were teased. One of his hands slid down her skin to her abdomen. It was now Natasja's turn to suck in her breath. Teasing her nipples with one hand, Fred teased her pubic hair with the other. Natasja began to pant and her upper leg lifted so that her pussy was available to him. His hand moved from the strip of hair, all that was left of her full bush, to the insides of her thighs. He teased her with soft, light touches. She felt his fingers on her lips and gasped as he opened them. He was inspecting her for raw spots. Sighing as he found some, his fingers went back to gliding over her skin. She had goose bumps all over her body. Everything felt so good to her, everything that he did to her. Why couldn't he be like this always she thought to herself? Wanting to do something for him, for making her feel so good and wanted, Natasja sat up, wincing as her ass touched the sheet. He looked at her in surprise. Quickly before she could change her mind Natasja slipped off the bed and in front of him. His cock was half-erect. Natasja directed him with her hands until he sat at the edge of her bed. His dick flopped against his leg and she blushed as she knelt in front of him. She nuzzled the insides of his thighs, making him suck in breath once more. Her lips left wet patches on his skin as she moved closer to his cock. She could see it twitching and lengthening. Moving her mouth up, she pushed his cock with her face until she felt her lips touch his balls. She kissed them, kissed them both and then licked at his sack. He groaned above her. She blushed harder. She was being very naughty and dirty. As she lapped at his balls, his hands moved to her head. He held her gently as she licked his balls.

Suddenly the door opened behind her and she panicked. She didn't want to be seen doing this. Natasja lifted her head and saw Stephanie staring at her. Stephanie began to blush also. She began to back out of the room, but still stared at the naked girl on the floor between Fred's legs.

"Stay Stephanie and finish what you started Natasja."

Moaning in shame, Natasja bent her head and licked at his cock this time. He was fully erect. It felt hot to her. She didn't see him motion to Stephanie to come to the bed. She didn't realize anything until Stephanie's legs appeared to her left, sitting on the bed. Natasja groaned, knowing that he was making Stephanie watch her, to shame her and humiliate her. She licked him for a time, delaying what was inevitable for as long as she could. With a sense of shame, Natasja lifted her head, looked at him, then at Stephanie. Stephanie was blushing, almost as hard as Natasja. But even so, her eyes were wide and she was watching. Natasja caught her eyes and held her with them. The two women stared at each other. Natasja blushed even deeper. Then she opened her lips and engulfed the head of his cock. She watched Stephanie watch her. She was ashamed and aroused. This morning Fred was just there. She was pleasing him, based on the groans she heard as she sucked, but for her it was the shame of Stephanie seeing her that aroused her the most.

Natasja moved her head up and down. Stephanie watched the cock disappear in her mouth only for it to appear again as her head lifted. Natasja's eyes were fixed on Stephanie's face. She watched her blush but not look away. Natasja felt very dirty and shortly even dirtier, for as Fred began to twitch, he grabbed Natasja's hair and pulled his cock from her mouth.

"Keep your mouth open."

Natasja whimpered, but did as she was told. She knelt with her mouth open as Fred jacked off. She glanced from Stephanie's red, fascinated face to the head of Fred's cock, inches from her face. His hand moved faster as he came closer to coming. Suddenly, Natasja heard him grunt and she looked directly at his cock just as a stream of come shot out of the tip. It hit her on her forehead and trailed down, coating one eyelid and cheek. The next spurt hit her nose and trailed into her mouth, but the third and fourth spurts hit her directly in her open mouth. Natasja gagged but opened in time to receive the fifth spurt on her tongue, followed by Fred thrusting back into her mouth. She gagged again as he drove deep into her mouth, and he quickly pulled back a little. She began to suck him again; one eye closed with sperm, glancing at Stephanie as she did. Natasja felt extremely dirty as she felt the sperm dripping off her nose and cheek.

"Swallow."

Obediently she swallowed as Stephanie gasped when she saw her throat work. Still sucking, she heard him groan again. She was moving her head at a steady, slow pace, watching the expression on Stephanie's face.

"Wipe it off your face and lick your fingers."

Natasja shuddered as she heard his words but she lifted her left hand and wiped the sperm dangling from her nose off and licked her fingers, all the while staring at Stephanie who could not look away from the filthy sight. Then she wiped the sperm off her forehead any eyelid. Looking directly at Stephanie still, she licked her hand until it was shiny and wet. Then you could see her throat move as she swallowed again. Fred stood, his semi-erect cock dangling between his legs and with a smile at Natasja, walked to the connecting door and into his room, closing the door behind him.

"Natasja, how could you?"

"I don't know. All of a sudden, I just wanted to do it. It was fine until you came in. Then I felt so ashamed. And he didn't even care that you watched. I think it turned him on more. God, I feel dirty."

Stephanie could only look at her, shaking her head. Natasja got up from her knees and walked to her bathroom. She stepped into the shower and washed her body and hair. Then she dried herself and put her wet hair in a ponytail. All the while, Stephanie watched her. Natasja felt dirty, like a slut, but she was excited too. Putting on her shoes and socks she walked downstairs and to the yard. There she found a surprise, for waiting in the yard were Fred and four male employees. 

"So Natasja, you like to suck?"

Natasja blushed scarlet at the crude comment. Fred motioned her to them, watching as Stephanie entered the yard from the house. Natasja stopped in front of the five men and Fred pushed her shoulder down. She knelt, sick to her stomach, knowing what was coming. As her knees met the grass, the first man unzipped his pants and took out his cock. He stepped in front of her and held it to her lips. With a sob, she looked at Fred and he nodded. Another sob escaped from her throat as her mouth opened and then was filled by cock. The man gripped her head and began pumping his hips, fucking her mouth. He soon stiffened completely. Natasja was gagging as he went too deep in her mouth but she couldn't get away. He held her head too tight for that. She let him do as he pleased, not that she had much choice. Before long, she felt his cock jerk in her mouth and she prepared herself. 

"Keep your mouth open."

Surprised, Natasja did and the man pulled back then began to jack off. In no time, he was spurting on her face and tits. She kept her mouth open until he was done coming. Her face was covered with sperm. The next man stepped up and thrust his already erect cock into her mouth.

"Suck it."

Natasja sucked, bobbing her head up and down as she had with Fred. She was afraid to do otherwise. This man kept his cock in her mouth for the first spurt and then pulled back, coming in her face. Sperm was dripping off her chin as the third entered her mouth. By now her jaw was sore, but she had no choice but to continue. This man fucked her mouth also, holding her head steady. When he came he pushed in deep, gagging her with the pressure and the spurts of sperm. He held his cock in her mouth until she swallowed, gagging again. The fourth man let her set her pace, sucking him until he exploded in her mouth also. He pulled back and she gagged, then bent over and spit onto the grass. She spit over and over, trying to clear sperm from her mouth and tongue. Natasja's face was covered with strings of come, it was dripping off her chin and nose and her tits were spattered with it. She sobbed as she lifted her head and looked at Fred. How could he do this to her? He motioned her to stand and fastened the collar around her neck. Attaching the leash, he turned and ran off, forcing her to run and follow him. Natasja wished she had a watch for she was sure that they were later than normal. She felt the sperm drying on her face and tits and was ashamed of herself. Once again Fred had confused her immensely. She had sucked him because it had felt right and he had her used by the hired men. Was it to keep her in her place or because he wanted to shame her? She did not know and was afraid that she never would understand him. He was capable of tenderness toward her and then in the next moment of cruelty. It had been very humiliating for her to be used as she just had been. Was that what he wanted? Her humilation?

She tried to keep from crying as she ran behind him. Trying to keep mindless about what he forced her to do. It was so hard for her. They approached the opening to the road and Natasja felt sick. She did not know the time and she was afraid that she would be seen again. This time she would not show a beaten ass, but a come covered face. It would be a symbol of her depravity for anyone who saw her. She began to pray that no one would be there or would pass as she stood in the open. Fred stopped as he always did and Natasja stopped, panting but listening for sounds from the road. Silence greeted her ears and she was so grateful for it. 

She stood in the sun, shifting from one foot to the other, still listening for any sounds. Fred seemed to wait longer today, but no one drove by and finally he tugged on her leash and led Natasja off. She was so grateful that it was still only the two of them. She did not relax, however, until she reached the shelter of the trees. Only then did she begin to breathe easier. Once there, Fred halted again and then walked to a fallen tree that was perhaps three feet off the ground. He pulled Natasja behind him until he reached the trunk. Pulling her up to the fallen tree, he put her hands on it, forcing her to bend over. He pushed her legs open with his feet and she whimpered. Then he wrapped the leash around her wrists and the tree trunk, tying her in place. Grinning at her, Fred crouched down and opened her pussy lips with one hand. As he looked her over, seeing that she was healed, he bent in and licked her. She groaned softly. It felt so good, but she knew that he was only preparing her for him. Until the evenings she was only a pussy, mouth or ass to be used. And only sometimes in the evenings would she be treated as a woman, a lover. As he licked her she felt herself moisten inside and cursed her body. It always betrayed her. Her nipples stood up and hardened. He raised up slightly and she felt and heard him spit on her. Saliva drooled from her ass down over her lips and he rubbed it on her. Natasja moaned and looked under her arm. Fred pushed his shorts down, exposing an erect cock. One hand went to her neck, holding her upper body down and the other held his cock. When he found her hole, he let it rest between her lips, teasing her. She felt the heat of him, so close to penetration but still holding back. 

Natasja knew he was going to fuck her and she stood, trembling, waiting for him to push inside her. He held steady, just the tip of his cock inside. She was so wet she was drooling out of her pussy. He bent over her back and cupped both of her tits, strumming his thumbs over the nipples. She moaned louder. He was arousing her, making her crazy. Fred continued to tease, fondling her tits, squeezing them, flicking her nipples. She was whimpering now, wanting it and hating him for making her want it.

"Please, sir."

"What girl? What do you want?"

Oh god, don't make me say it."

"Tell me what you want, girl."

"Put it in me, sir. Put it in me, put your cock inside me."

"If I do that, what will we be doing girl?"

Oh god, fucking sir. You will be fucking me."

"Do you like fucking girl? Do you like a hard cock up your cunt?"

Natasja began to cry. She didn't want to be saying what she had said. It was shameful. Sniffling, she controlled herself and stopped sobbing.

"Answer me. Do you like fucking?"

"Sometimes sir. Sometimes I do not."

He squeezed her tits once more, making her gasp and pushed forward slightly until the head of his cock slipped inside her. 

"What time is this? Is this a liking time or a hating time?"

"Oh god, I don't know, sir. Just do it to me. Please fuck me, sir."

"Tell me."

"Please push your cock into my pussy, sir."

"I don't want you to use pussy. Say it again but use a different name for it."

Natasja moaned softly and bit her lip. She didn't want to say anything more. As Fred waited for her she cursed his self-control. Any other man would already be pumping his cock into her. He waited for her. She could feel his cock throb, but still he waited for her. She felt so open, so wet, so ready. Finally she sobbed softly again, not able to out last him.

"Shove your huge cock into my tight cunt and fuck me hard sir. Fuck me really hard in my hot, wet cunt."

He chuckled behind her, enjoying her words, knowing that she would be ashamed, that her face would already be scarlet. Natasja was almost ready to beg him for his cock, when he pushed forward slowly but firmly. She felt herself open up for him. He felt so big to her. Her tight pussy opened slowly as the head of his cock slid into her. Fred could feel how tight and wet she was and marveled at how aroused she could get, even though he knew she was ashamed and almost always hated being used. She seemed to clench on him, squeezing him tight as he penetrated her. Natasja felt completely different. She felt him forcing her open as he slid into her. The tightness of her pussy gave way to the hardness of his cock and she felt more open. She could feel her moisture ease his penetration and she was ashamed of her response to his teasing and licking of her pussy. She struggled to be silent, but when she felt his pubic hair tickling her bruised bottom, she moaned softly. She felt so full. Fred almost moaned behind her, but held back. His teeth were clenched tight. She felt so good, so hot, so wet for him. But this was not for him. He wanted to arouse her now and keep her hanging. Slowly he pulled back feeling her channel gripping him as if she did not want him to leave her. She could feel it all the way until the head was all that was inside her. Then he thrust forward slowly making her gasp again. God he was big! He felt larger than ever before as he pushed inside her. She could feel herself open for him. As he slid into her a wet, clasping noise came from her and she moaned, ashamed more than ever. She was so wet, so ready for him. Fred pumped his hips back and forth, slowly. Natasja whimpered, hating herself for loving how she felt. Her pussy made sucking noises as he thrust in and out of her, embarrassing her more at how wet she had become. Fred struggled with himself to keep from fucking her hard and coming. When he knew he couldn't stand it anymore he pulled back. His stiff cock popped out and Natasja moaned as she was emptied. Fred stood shaking, his erect cock quivering in the air. He held onto her hips until he was under control and then reached down and pulled his shorts up.

He then untied her. Natasja almost turned to him, but she lowered her eyes and stood quietly even though inside she was on fire. Her body wanted him to throw her on the ground and take her, but her mind held. Her legs were shaking. 

He tugged on the leash and started off again, Natasja running behind him. Soon they were back at the yard and he unleashed her and removed the collar. She bent over, panting and trembling. The unexpected arousal had taken some of her energy out of her. She sucked air until she could straighten and then without a word, Natasja walked to the exercise building. She did her stretches, lifts and sit-ups and left the building. She walked up to the platform and with a look of disgust at the dildo, climbed on. Spreading her legs she squatted over the obscene cock and lowered herself onto it. She gasped as it spread her labia and easily slid into her. Fred stood watching her as she rose and fell on the dildo. Natasja's breathing was coming faster and faster as she fucked herself. Fred watched her closely.

"STOP!"

Natasja almost screamed. She stopped riding the dildo and looked at Fred. She was panting, scarlet in the face and down her neck. He smiled at her.

"Lift up and get off of it."

Groaning, Natasja lifted herself and whimpered as the dildo slid out of her. Her legs trembling, she stood, looking at him. Her insides were on fire and she wanted the dildo, wanted his cock in her. It would not take much to make her orgasm and she wanted that.

"Go and wash. Then you can rest until the night."

She whimpered once more and on trembling legs she walked slowly to the house. Once she got to her room she went immediately to the bathroom and got in the shower. As she washed, when she touched her pussy, she felt as though she could orgasm without much stimulation. She was tempted to masturbate, but she had been warned that masturbation for her was forbidden. Natasja finished her shower and dried off. Then she went to her bed, still aroused and wanting more, but knowing that she would not get it. She climbed onto the bed and lay down. She needed to rest, since she had no idea what the evening was going to bring. Her eyes closed even as her mind ran and she fell into a fitful slumber. 

Natasja awoke to the moving of the mattress. Sleepily she opened her eyes and saw Fred sitting on the edge of her bed, holding Stephanie by the arm. Stephanie looked panicked and tears were leaking from her eyes. As soon as Natasja saw the look on her face, she began to edge away from him. Fred caught her leg with his other hand and pulled Natasja to the edge of the bed next to him. Her legs dangled over the edge and he pushed her back until she was lying down. Fred forced her legs open and she felt warm breath on her thighs, then a tongue licking her pussy. Along with the tongue she felt drops of moisture on her bare skin and she lifted her head. Oh my god, it was Stephanie licking her. Natasja began to struggle to get up but he held her down.

"Be still."

Natasja began to blubber. She had never been with a woman before and she was embarrassed and humiliated to see Stephanie's head between her legs, Stephanie's tongue licking her, Stephanie's eyes seeing her pussy. She kept wriggling about until he smacked her thigh. Knowing that she must obey, Natasja lay back down and covered her eyes, sobbing softly. Fred made her take her hands away and lifted her head. He pushed pillows under her head, making her look down her body to where Stephanie licked her.

"Sir, I don't want this. Please make her stop sir. Please…

"Hush up and watch."

Natasja wanted to close her eyes but she had been told to watch. She did, tears leaking from her eyes just as they were from Stephanie's. She was ashamed. Girls did not do this with each other. It was unnatural, dirty. Natasja felt as though she had been soiled. It was not Stephanie's fault but it was so dirty. Even though it was dirty to her, she began to respond as the soft tongue licked her folds and wormed between the lips. Stephanie was crying hard, tears running from her eyes even as she licked Natasja. She was as ashamed as Natasja was. Fred made note of how both women reacted for the future. It was another possibility for him to humiliate Natasja. Watching the two of them, he became erect and without saying a word he moved to the rear of Stephanie. Natasja watched as her maid's skirt was flipped up and her panties pulled down. She felt Stephanie moan into her pussy as she was bared. Natasja knew what he was going to do. Stephanie whimpered as she felt his hard cock spread her lips open and rub between them. She did not stop licking Natasja however. She did grunt as he penetrated her. Natasja's eyes were drawn to the bare top of Stephanie's ass as it juddered from his thrusts. Fred fucked her steadily, watching Natasja for signs of her orgasm. Soon Natasja moaned herself and closed her eyes. Her hips lifted and she ground her pussy on Stephanie's mouth, forgetting that it was a woman licking her. Fred waited until he felt that Natasja would come any moment, then he grasped Stephanie's hair and pulled her head back. Natasja groaned and pumped her hips up and down; searching for the tongue that had made her feel so good. It was not there for her and she moaned out loud in frustration. Fred thrust into Stephanie until he was close, then he pushed her out of the way and shoved his glistening cock up Natasja.