2 comments/ 53147 views/ 8 favorites Yard Sale Ch. 01 By: Writer89 (Note to the reader: This is the first chapter of the second part of a three part erotic novella I've tentatively titled "Making Love to Horrible People." The first part is titled "Fear and Lusting." Each part consists of about 4 or 5 chapters. I hope you enjoy it. Any feedback is more than welcome.) Dan squinted through his dark sunglasses at the man walking around the small lawn area where he and his fiancée Jen had set up a yard sale. The man was a tall, well-built black man wearing jeans and a black T-Shirt - one of those old And One shirts with "How you gonna play me?" printed on the front and "Wrong." on the back. Dan wondered if he was with the Celtics, because the guy was easily six and a half feet tall and well muscled. It was getting toward 4 PM, closing time for the yard sale, and Dan thought it might be worth a shot to just ask him, but then he noticed the guy was not really looking at the items strewn about the lawn at all. Instead, he kept walking and turning, and every time he turned he looked directly at where Jen sat next to Dan, behind a small fold out table and just a few inches further back. A small smile tugged at Dan's lips. "See anything you like?" Dan called out to the man with a good-natured, but slightly wolfish grin. "Oh... I'm just looking," said the stranger in a low, but powerful, voice that carried easily across the yard. When he said it, though, he never took his eyes off Jen, who sat counting the money from the day's sales in a cookie tin in her lap. Dan smiled even wider and the man glanced back at him for a second longer than most men caught looking at his future wife ever had, before pretending to inspect the merchandise at his feet. Dan turned casually in his chair to face Jen, his back to the stranger and said in a low-pitched and authoritative voice, "Stop counting the money. Put it back in the tin and put the tin on the table. Then I want you to walk around to the front of the table and bend over as far as you can and begin counting the money again. You will do this until I tell you to stop and NOT before, no matter what. We have a chance to make some real money here and if you screw it up, I'll be very disappointed in you. Do you understand?" Jen froze as soon as Dan started speaking and abruptly nodded and put the money back in the tin. Never lifting her eyes to her fiancé, she placed the tin carefully in the center of the table and stood up and walked around to the front of it. Her high heels made her sway her shapely hips on the uneven ground. She wore a black mini-skirt that Dan had forced her to buy for herself the last time she had been naughty and let another man touch her without his permission. She had the perfect model's body of 34-23-36 and breasts that would not quit, so most guys she came in contact with tried to touch her. Soft and straight brown hair and sultry deep brown eyes and with a body that knows how to walk in heels - who could blame them? Nevertheless, each time that happened, Dan warned her he would humiliate her to a greater degree. Now, dressed as a common nightclub fuck slut at their yard sale on her grandmother's lawn, she bent over slowly, the skirt riding up just enough to see the bottom curves of her tight, round ass and black lace panty-covered twat from the busy street beyond. Dan smiled again with satisfaction, knowing the opportunity for even greater humiliation had arrived. "Are you sure there isn't anything I can interest you in?" Dan asked the stranger in a measured voice. The man was already staring at Jen's ass and after a few seconds looked at Dan. Dan took off his sunglasses and rested them in his lap. "Really. Everything is for sale," he said as his eyes slid to Jen's seductively postured body. For added effect, he nudged one table leg and hissed, "Spread your legs a little, slut." Jen breathed in sharply, but did as she was told. The effect of Jen's legs bending and spreading awkwardly at Dan's command was immediate on the prospective buyer and Dan could see him tilt his head slightly sideways and gulp against the sudden lump in his throat. "Why don't you come closer and inspect my more valuable assets," Dan said in the same measured tone he had used before. The man stared at Dan for a moment that seemed to suspend time, but then he slowly walked to stand close to Jen, his body almost touching her right hip, as she remained bent over and counting the money as she was told. "Go ahead," said Dan in a voice pitched a little lower than before. "Touch the merchandise and let me know if you'd like to see a little more." The black man's breathing became huskier at this and he cast a quick glance at the road before reaching his large hands out, tentatively at first, to touch Jen's hip and ass over the dress. The man breathed out deeply, as if he had been holding his breath since he had arrived. Jen's eyelids fluttered and she paused for a fraction of a second before remembering her instructions. "What's your name?" Dan asked. "Jim," the man breathed out. "Well, Jim," Dan said, his smile broad and toothy. "I can see you like what I have to offer. I think we should go inside and discuss what kind of services you'd like today and negotiate some prices. I think I can show you something in there that you'll find quite satisfying." Jim's hands were gently but firmly rubbing Jen's hips and ass. He no longer noticed the cars passing by – he seemed almost hypnotized. He nodded sharply after a few seconds and Dan stood up, folded his sunglasses and placed them in his pocket. Then, he reached over and grabbed Jen's chin. "Listen to me, little pet," he said in a calm and neutral voice. "The three of us are going inside your grandmother's house to decide what you're worth and to show how a good little toy like you can be used. Your grandmother won't be home until tomorrow afternoon, so you might be in for a very... long... night." The last was said with deliberate pauses and a slight shake of Jen's face in Dan's firm grasp. "Now, straighten up and walk into the house and move to the middle of the living room. Once there, you will stand facing the front window with your eyes on the floor, is that understood?" "Yes, master," Jen whispered breathlessly. She had always wanted to be sold like a piece of meat to a stranger in her fantasies, but had never expected it to become true. In fact, she always believed she never actually wanted them to become true. Now that she was facing being sold as a common prostitute, she was afraid, but also more filled with excitement and anticipation than she had ever experienced before. She would have been more afraid, but she knew Dan, her true love and master, was there to protect her and make sure she was safely returned to him; no matter what happened. With a small inhale and exhale, she walked into the house, even wiggling her hips a little more than her heels demanded. Dan turned to Jim, who was breathing heavily. "Jim, I don't know you, so I don't know if I can trust you. I'm sorry, but that's just business. Maybe you're clean, maybe you're not, but nevertheless, I need to see the cash you got on hand to make sure I can cover repair expenses to my merchandise. Don't hand it to me, just open your wallet and let me see the bills. If I like it, we go inside and you've got your choice of services. If not, I'll take what you've got and let you jerk off while I fuck her. Sound fair?" Jim was watching Jen's departing form with eyes that even Superman would envy. He licked his big lips hungrily and nodded as soon as Jen disappeared inside the house. He dug in his pocket for his thick wallet. As soon as he opened it, he flicked the edges of the bills inside with almost practiced ease. "I'm clean, man. I swear. I just saw your woman sitting there looking so hot..." Dan looked in the wallet and nodded. "Ready to do some business?" Jim grunted softly and nodded slowly with his eyes fixed on the front door. "Okay, then, Jim. You got yourself access to a wide range of services, today. Let's go inside and you make yourself comfortable on the couch." Jim nodded again and mumbled a "yeah" before he and Dan entered the house. Jen was waiting in the living room, standing in the middle of the floor and facing the window as she was told. Her eyes were on the floor, but in her mind her vision was focused on Jim's powerful body. She had felt the firm grip of his large hands and had glimpsed out of the corner of her eye the tall, muscular body. She trembled slightly, wondering what things her master might let him do to her. "I'll be good", she whispered to herself. "I'll do whatever Dan tells me to do, like a good, obedient slut. I'll show him how good I can be and let Jim use me like a common whore." She didn't usually talk to herself like that, but recently she had found it excited her. Her pussy rapidly dampened and the lips expanded and touched the crotch of her panties. She was getting very aroused and she suppressed a moan as they entered the house. Jim came in and sat on the couch in front of the window, at first cautiously, but as he stared at Jen he became much more relaxed and slid back a bit against the cushions. Dan entered after him and strode to stand close to Jen on her right. He grabbed her soft, brown ponytail and yanked her head back to make her stare at Jim. "So, Jim," Dan said almost casually, "this is my most prized possession. I'm happy to rent it out to you for a reasonable fee. The only conditions are that I am present and you produce the fee up front. I'm afraid I can't offer a refund, but I can offer a free demonstration of the item's worth so you can be assured of your purchase." With that, Dan slid one hand up Jen's thigh and stopped just before her crotch. "Show the nice gentleman what a nice toy you can be and take off that dress to show your pretty black bra and panties and crawl over and place your head in your master's lap." Dan bit Jen's earlobe and neck and rubbed her inner thigh for a few seconds, making sure their guest got a good show of Jen's body submitting to him and the look of erotic pleasure on her face, before letting her go and backing up a few steps to sit in a chair in the corner and wait. Jen's eyes were closed, concentrating on the sensations Dan was giving her, but as he left she slowly opened them and looked at Jim. His powerfully built form almost dwarfed the couch and Jen wondered how she might look next to him; on top of him; underneath him. She started taking off her dress almost unconsciously, but then realized he was watching her. She wanted him to want her and wanted to make Dan happy that she was so willing to sell herself for him. She swayed her hips seductively and slid off the black mini-dress and dropped it to the floor. She wore only panties, bra and heels as she crouched and got on her knees. Still staring at Jim as she turned around, she slowly crawled over to Dan and placed her head in his lap. Jim's eyes followed every move of her shapely ass cheeks. "Now, Jim," Dan said after a few seconds, "I judge by your body language that you like what you see so far." Jim had a large mound in his jeans that suggested he was indeed stimulated by Jen's show. "I offer you the following services: Jen can suck my cock and you can masturbate and cum on her back for $50. Otherwise, she can suck your cock and you can cum on any part of her for $100... Or... she can suck your cock and you can cum down her throat for $150." Jim's head tilted back and he nodded and breathed a "Yeah, gimme that bitch's throat." Dan grabbed Jen's hair and pulled it back so she was looking up at him. "Do you understand, my pet? You will let our guest throat fuck you until he cums and you must swallow it all unless he wishes to spread his semen on other parts of you. You will be a good toy and do as you are told and then collect the money for master. Understood?" Jen nodded almost too greedily. Dan leaned down to Jen's ear. "Is this making you wet, little whore?" Dan whispered. Jen hesitated a second and then nodded again. "Good. Now, go and earn some money for your master," Dan said loudly enough for Jim to hear as he roughly threw Jen's head away from him and leaned back to see if she would obey him. Jen stared at Jim as she crawled over to him, swaying her hips provocatively to see if his cock would make a bigger bulge in his jeans. To her satisfaction, she could see that it did. Kneeling between his legs, she rested her head against his bulge and caressed it with her hands and face. Jen looked up at Jim and saw him staring at her. I bet he likes to see a wide-eyed, innocent little girl who's frightened and curious and horny all at once, she thought as she teased him. Her eyes opened wider and she blinked her seductive eyelashes at him. "Please," she asked softly and suppliantly. "Can I take it out and look at it?" Jim's eyes widened slightly and he breathed, "Oh, yeah." Jen's hands slowly, but expertly undid his fly and unzipped his pants. She reached her right hand in to find the base of his cock and grabbed it. Her eyebrows instantly arched as she could feel his meaty girth. She slowly pulled it free and soon was confronted with a large and mostly hard cock. It looked like it would extend through both of her hands and still show it's head when fully erect. Jen remembered her act and held one hand around the base as she cautiously caressed his shaft with her other one. She cooed and gazed admiringly at it as it twitched and grew. Jim started to breath in sharp shallow breaths as he watched Jen worship his dick like a sheltered little girl who'd never seen a cock. Jim couldn't resist her little porn scenario, and he reached down and grabbed the sides of her head in his large hands and forced it onto the head of his cock. "Suck it, you little slut," he whispered hoarsely and pressed her down until he felt his shaft enter her mouth. Jen swirled her tongue around the massive head and tried to produce as much spit as possible, but Jim was already bucking his hips up against her face. Soon, she was gagging on the massive cock, which had seemed to double in size since she took it out of his pants. She struggled to fit it down her throat, but his thickness and the force of his hands was making it difficult. It's big, but not that big, she told herself as she tried to calm down. I have to suck this thing off and prove I'm worth the money Jim is paying. I have to take his cock completely down my throat or else I'm just useless. Soon, Jen was gagging too much and saliva and pre-cum were squirting out her nose. She was trying as hard as she could, but it was just too much. Dan snorted in disgust. "You're doing it all wrong, slut!" he said in a loud, commanding voice. "That isn't the way I taught you at all." Dan strode over to Jen and grabbed her messy, glistening face and said, "Don't you dare embarrass me, whore. You will take his cock all the way down your throat or you are useless to me! Do you understand?" Dan's words were almost a shout, but so much more an indisputable command. Jim was shocked by Dan's interruption, but excited by seeing Jen's wet face pulled back in pain. Jen knew she had no choice but to swallow this man's cock and deliver the money to her master so she could prove she was worthy enough to stay as his slave. Before she could force herself to try to take the large, thick, black cock down her throat, Dan grabbed her by her hair and forced her head back down. She swallowed and spewed more phlegm and pre-cum out her nose, but with her master there she concentrated on relaxing her throat and taking the thick, meaty shaft as far down as it would go. His firm hands forcing her head down on Jim's cock, her mind went blank except to think how wonderful it felt to be such a good toy for her master to use or rent. She relaxed all her throat muscles and gave in to the fact that she was just a piece of meat with a clever tongue. Deep in her mind, she knew she could breath with any size cock down her throat; she just had to accept the fact that the new role for her esophagus was to accept dick. When she did that, Dan released his grip and Jen could sense that somehow she had relaxed enough to be thoroughly throat fucked by anyone. The thick black cock pounded the back of her throat, but she opened it more and more to Jim, wanting the thick head to move ever deeper down into her. Suddenly, Jim thrust up from the couch and stood above her, tendrils of saliva and pre-cum dripping on to her chin. He grasped her head in his massive hands and shoved all of his cock down past her larynx. Jen was amazed at herself as she peeked out of half-closed eyelids to see her nose was almost touching Jim's pelvis. She gagged and spewed phlegm and pre-cum out her nose again, but this time she was able to recover and relax her head in his large hands and let him fuck her pretty mouth and throat until his balls churned with orgasm. Jim simply could not control his climax and his cum shot onto the back of Jen's tongue with an unrelenting velocity and volume. Jen 's eyes widened and her throat and cheeks filled. There was so much cum, she couldn't swallow it all and most of it burst out of her nostrils and landed on her face and heaving breasts. Jim kept shoving his cock down into her, though, despite her clawing hands at his muscular arms that were keeping her face wrapped around his pumping shaft. Jen was breathing cum bubbles out of her nostrils and almost panicked when she thought she felt fluids enter her lungs, but she submitted to accepting as much as she could or drowning in it - the thought of both made her pussy wetter than she had ever experienced. Jim grasped her head tighter for a few more final aftershocks before throwing her to the floor and collapsing on the couch. Jen choked and coughed for a full minute before she gathered herself and lifted her cum smeared face to her master, who was seated again in the chair. He nodded once at her and she struggled to get up on her knees, take Jim's $150 dollars in her mouth from the coffee table and crawl over to her master to deposit it in his lap before collapsing there. "So, Jim, is there anything else we can help you with today?" Yard Sale Ch. 02 (Note to the reader: This is the second chapter of the second part of a three part erotic novella I've tentatively titled "Making Love to Horrible People." The first part is titled "Fear and Lusting." Each part consists of about 4 or 5 chapters. I hope you enjoy it. Any feedback is more than welcome.) Even though he looked clearly exhausted, Jim's enormous cock was still mostly hard. Jen was resting her head on Dan's knee and looking at Jim and playing with the top of her bra as she casually fingered her excited clitoris over her panties. Her chin and chest were still covered in his cum and her drool. Jim looked at her for a second and then exhaled loudly. "Shit, man" Jim addressed Dan. "I'll be honest with you. Your bitch is hotter than the sun. I definitely want to fuck her pussy if that's cool with you. Just name the price." Dan smiled again as he looked at Jim. Payday had come, and his little whore was going to know the price of disobeying him. "James," Dan said as he stood up and adjusted his attire, "I believe we can work out an arrangement. I see you appreciate the high quality of my merchandise." Dan indicated Jen, who was busy teasing the edges of the crotch on her panties with her fingers while looking hungrily at James' still-throbbing member. "But my future wife's pussy is a valuable asset to me. Therefore, I propose this: You can rent Jen's cunt for an hour at the reasonable rate of 500. Or..." Dan said as he bent over Jen. "You can rent the whole thing for a thousand." Dan grabbed Jen by her hip and flipped her over so her ass was facing Jim. Then, he pulled aside her black lace panties to expose her engorged pussy and puckering tiny asshole. "Again, for an hour, she'll do everything you want." Jim's cock immediately rebounded into a full-on erection. "No shit, dude?" he asked with eyes wildly staring at Jen's exposed beautiful ass and thighs. "Everything I want?" Jim started massaging his huge cock. "Everything. She is a very obedient little slut." Dan heard Jen moan softly at this. "Yeah, all right. One thou." Jen had her head on the seat cushion of the chair but she turned it around to watch Jim. Her fingers were working slowly over her ass and pussy. Dan glanced down at her and then stared Jim in the eye. "Well, it's about 6 now, so you can have her till seven. Cash up front. That a good deal for you?" Jim was fingering the firm head of his dick as he stared at Jen's hungry pussy. "Fuck yeah..." He dug out a billfold from his back pocket and pealed out some of the thick stack of bills. Dan tried not to be impressed. Jim tossed them on the table and then strode purposefully over to Jen, his cock bobbing and waving like some kind of divining rod as he walked. Dan turned and looked down at Jen. Her eyes looked up at him with a mixture of fear and excitement. Dan grabbed her hair and leaned down close to her ear. "I'm going to rent you out for an hour, whore. You're going to do everything he wants you to. If ever you object, I'm walking out that door and you're on your own. Are you ready to be the obedient slave you've always known you are?" Jen paused for a second and her eyelids closed and imagined herself submitting her body to Jim's every wish like a dirty whore. She nodded sharply. Dan threw her back down on the seat cushion, disgusted and excited at the same time. "Then just do it right and don't fuck it up," he said as he retreated to the couch, which was still warm and moist from Jen sucking Jim's cock. He leaned against the opposite corner from where they were and put his elbow on the armrest and crossed his legs. I can't believe what we're doing, he thought. I love her so much, but she needs to learn her place. I wonder if what I really want is for her to reject this abuse right now and beg for forgiveness. But then... I'd only make her do something even more humiliating to make up for it. He put his forehead in his hand and watched them. Jim stood above Jen as she knelt over the chair seat cushion. His massive cock, which Jen had estimated at around 10 inches with a good girth, now seemed a full foot long and rock-hard. He still had his jeans and shirt on and she was still only in her panties and bra and heels. "Show me your pussy," Jim commanded. Jen obediently pulled down her panties to around her thighs and bent down on the floor, reaching one hand behind her to spread her pussy lips apart. Her cum smeared face turned to look at him with anticipation. Jim looked down at Jen's glistening and engorged pussy lips and felt driven to taste her. He knelt down and grabbed Jen's perfectly sculpted hips in his huge hands and thrust his face in her cunt. She immediately gasped and felt her pussy pulse as Jim's tongue swirled around her folds, licking all of her dripping pussy juices into his mouth. I'll be good, she thought wildly. He can take my pussy and use it whatever way he wants. I'll just bend over and take it. I won't even enjoy it. Dan will see what a good little slut I can be. I can let my body be sold and used and fucked and it's still only his. I won't even moan. I promise... When he had finished sucking all the juices that were readily available, his tongue explored further until he found her clit. He immediately sucked it until he could nibble at it with his teeth. Jen bit back a gasp and put both elbows on the floor and arched her back more so he could better reach it. Her hair hid her face from Dan so he couldn't see her mouth open in ecstasy. Her hips started to move on their own to match Jim's licking. Her head rested on the carpet and her eyes closed as she enjoyed the insistent licking and chewing of Jim's mouth on her clit. She relaxed a little, thinking this whole hour might turn out to be much easier, and more pleasurable, than she at first thought. Unfortunately for her, Jim had other ideas. While her vagina was delicious, Jim had filled his mouth enough with the taste of her. Now, his cock was insisting it be pleased. He retreated and stood above her, massaging his shaft and looking at Jen's pussy as it pulsed visibly from the stimulation. Jen tossed her hair and looked back and up at him. Maybe not so easy after all, she thought. But looking at him standing powerfully over her, now she could think of nothing else but getting fucked. Jim breathed a few short quick breaths and then knelt back down and brought the enormous head of his cock to Jen's pussy. Again, he seized her perfect hips in his hands and gently pressed his dick into her vagina. Jen's eyes widened and she ducked her head back down under her hair and silently screamed as she felt him penetrate her. She didn't know just how horny she had been before his thick shaft burrowed into her wet hole. Biting down on her wrist so she didn't yell out, she could feel Jim's massive erection thrusting ever deeper inside of her. The walls of her vagina complained and Jen felt as if she was being torn apart. She thought of Dan watching her get used and her clit throbbed and she bit down harder to keep silent. He can't know I'm fucking loving this, she promised herself. I can't let him see just how filthy my desires truly are. "Take it. Be a good slut and take it all," Jim was saying through clenched teeth. Jen's eyes were welling with tears from the pain and humiliation, but she knew she had to keep still and silent. As Jim thrust his cock slowly and rhythmically into her vagina, she could feel her whorish impulses taking over and her pussy expanding to accept his thick, meaty girth. Soon, she couldn't resist breathing heavily as she surrendered her pussy to Jim, hoping Dan would think she was just struggling to take Jim's dick in her. Jim's hands searched out and found her round and firm tits. He massaged them over her bra as he fucked her. Then, he paused for a second, found the bra strap on her back and ripped it off of her with one grunt and pull of his powerful hands. Jen inhaled sharply but was soon overwhelmed as Jim thrust his cock even deeper into her. He leaned over more and grunted near her ear as he squeezed her tits and fucked her harder. "You like taking this cock in your little hole, whore?" Jim whispered into her ear. Jen paused only for a second, overwhelmed by both the deep penetration she was receiving and the fact that she was this man's prostitute. "Yes," she whispered softly. Her head was turned away from Dan and she hoped he didn't hear her. Jim's cock thickened in her pussy and he fucked her harder. Jen opened her mouth and short little bursts of breath escaped her and blasted onto her forearm as she gripped it in her teeth. Jim had leaned over and grabbed her tits again, but he took one of his hands from her beautiful breasts and grabbed her hair and pulled sharply. "Gonna fuck your little pussy like it's never been fucked, little slut." Jen's cunt instantly responded to the rapid cock pounding it was receiving and produced a gush of juices. Jen could feel them traveling down her legs to wet her panties, still suspended around her perfect thighs. They quickly became soaked and Jen was aware she must look like a total whore to her master. With her face partially exposed to Dan, she tried to just breath deeply without the moaning or groaning the whore inside of her was begging to do. Jim continued to fuck her, except with more speed and intensity. He held her hair tight and whispered feverishly to her. "Yeah, take it, cunt... take it all. Show me what a good little fuck slut you are." The sharp little breaths Jen took with every thrust of his cock now carried a small throaty pant. She loved to hear Jim tell her how much of a whore she was. A part of her was still concerned about what Dan might think of her, but that part was rapidly growing more silent. The slave-whore aspect of her nature was responding to Jim's words and his deep pounding of her pussy. Every tingling part of her screamed to submit completely to him and she was forced to oblige. Jim fucked her harder and faster and her pussy juices streamed all over her thighs and legs. His breathing in her ear was deep and his whispered words of humiliation were a constant source of excitement. "Look at you, bitch.... Look at you taking this much cock...you were sold, whore... You're just a piece of meat for me to fuck, now... I'm gonna use you like a cum rag." Jim withdrew his throbbing cock from her gaping pussy and pulled her by the hair to stand up. Jen's knees barely managed it and she almost fell, but fortunately, Jim immediately forced her back on her knees, facing him. As he released her hair, he grabbed her face in both hands and forced her to look up at him. "Suck your pussy juice off my cock, slut." Jen's clit throbbed and she didn't even think before quickly putting her hands on Jim's hips and thrusting her mouth onto his cock. She remembered how to relax and take it down deeply. After accepting his cock into her throat a couple of times and producing spit enough to have streams of it trailing from his massive head to her mouth, she proceeded to lick his shaft up and down. "Yes, bitch. Yes. Clean that cock off. Clean your slutty little pussy juice off. Drink it." Jen eagerly responded and pulled Jim's jeans lower so she could suck his balls. She found them drenched with her own juices and realized she had been taking his cock fully inside of her. Her lust pulsed again and she gobbled hungrily at his ball sack as she held his massive cock above her face. I'm going to do it, she thought frantically. I'm going to be this man's whore right in front of Dan. I'm going to let him fuck me hard and enjoy how he uses my body. I want to service him completely and be the good little whore-slave I've always wanted to be. Jim took his cock in his hand and rubbed it against Jen's pretty face as she sucked his balls. "Yeah, you little slut. Suck my balls. Suck all your dirty little pussy cum off of them." Jen eagerly responded and tongued his balls vigorously. "Play with your pretty titties while you do that." Jen moaned softly and continued sucking as she grabbed her breasts and massaged them. As she was holding her fabulous rack, she also pinched her nipples and licked back up and along Jim's shaft. Jim groaned at the sight of this hot little slut obeying his every command. He wanted to cum all over that pretty face and watch his sperm drip onto her beautiful breasts, but he knew something even more fantastic was available to him. Jim reached down and pulled Jen's face away from his cock. She looked up at him with eyes that now burned with need. "Now, take your panties off and go stand near that chair." Jen knew she was about to get fucked again and immediately leaped up, her entire body thrilled and ready. She reached down and pulled off her panties past her high heels. They were completely soaked with her own juices and she sniffed them briefly and moaned softly, only distantly aware that Dan caught a full glimpse of the dirty pleasure she took in it. She tossed them to the floor and turned her back to Jim as she stood next to the chair and leaned over the armrest. Jim stepped over to stand behind her and Jen instinctively reached a hand around to grab his thick shaft and began stroking it. "Unhhh," he said. "Now you're learning how to be a good bitch." Jen moaned again, but then Jim grabbed her head and threw it down on the chair. Jen gasped in surprise and had to reach out and grab the opposite armrest to support herself. Jim reached down and roughly moved her legs apart. She was completely naked and exposed and unsure now what would happen next. She could feel the head of Jim's dick caressing her pussy lips, still wet and yearning to embrace him. She sighed with anticipation and turned to look back at him, her eyes asking for his cock. "You want this cock, slut?" "Yes," she whispered submissively. "You gonna take it however I give it to you?" "Yes," Jen moaned as her eyelids closed and she readied her pussy for another pounding. "All right then, whore..." Jim moved the head of his cock up to Jen's tiny little asshole. His head was easily five times the size of her puckering little hole, and just looking at it resting there excited Jim. Jen was breathing heavily, expecting him to tease her butt and then plunge his cock in her pussy. Her vagina was so wet and wanting, she could think of nothing else. Please put it in my pussy, she silently pleaded. Please, please, please make me your whore. Fuck my pussy raw! Let me cry out and yell and claw like I wanted to last time! She kept her thoughts to herself, but couldn't wait to shout them at the top of her lungs. But then, she felt an increased pressure of the head of Jim's cock at her asshole. Her eyes opened wide as she realized what he wanted. She pictured his massive cock and thought there was no way she could possibly take it in her ass. "No, Jim, wait, please," she said as she tried to turn around. Jim's large hands held her in place. "Fuck you, bitch. I bought you. Now it's time I own you." Jim spit on Jen's asshole and his thumb rubbed it into her hole. Jen arched back and around and grabbed one of his muscular arms and watched as he spit on her ass again and plunged his thumb deeper. She inhaled and exhaled slowly and tried to relax. His other hand pulled cunt juice from her pussy and pushed it in her ass and she felt his two fingers probe and spread her. "AHHhhhnnn," she moaned worriedly. "SHHHhhh, little bitch." His cock pressed into her asshole. Jen tried to turn her head to look at Dan, but Jim grabbed her hair by the scalp and forced her face into the seat back. His other hand was busily scooping Jen's gushing pussy juices onto his cock as it struggled to force its way into her ass. "Come on, bitch. Give it up to me. Give me that sweet little ass. I bought it, now open it up for me." Jen reached behind her at first and tried to grab Jim's arms to force him away, but then she remembered Dan's instructions. She had to submit or else she'd lose him. No one else had loved and forgiven her so much. She couldn't lose him. She then immediately placed her hands on her beautiful ass cheeks and tried to spread herself as wide as possible for Jim's enormous cock. It didn't do any good as she could feel her ass taking his massive head. "OH, AHHH," She screamed into the chair as her asshole was violated. Jim gripped her hair tighter and Jen could feel it in her scalp. His other hand moved quickly from her pussy to her mouth and he force-fed her her own pussy juice. As soon as he did that, she sucked his fingers and her whore impulse took over again. She pushed down as if she was shitting on his cock and felt herself open for him. "That's right, little bitch. I'm gonna fuck your tiny little ass and you're gonna take it." Jim's cock moved in a little deeper and Jen moaned and sucked his fingers more. "Take it." The massive cock shoved deeper into Jen's tiny asshole. "Take it." Jen could feel her sphincter muscles relaxing all the way as she accepted the giant cock up her ass. She began to moan louder. "Take it all," Jim said as he took his fingers out of Jen's mouth and grabbed one of her tight ass cheeks and thrust his cock fully into her ass. Jim began pumping his cock into her ass and Jen began moaning even more loudly than before. She stuffed her face into the chair back and gripped its sides tight and yelled with every thrust. Whatever happens, she wildly thought, I'm going to be a good little whore. I'm going to let myself be thoroughly used and violated. He'll rip my ass apart and dump his cum in me and then throw me to the floor, but I'll be a good little fucking whore and take it all! Jim's cock was thrusting ever deeper into her ass and her pussy just kept gushing juices. She remembered where she was for a second and she tried to reach under her as she was being violently rocked and hold the fluids in her hands to keep her grandmother's chair from getting soaked, but it wasn't enough. She was so wet from all the fucking Jim was giving her that she could feel the armrest she was bent over was soaked and filthy. After a few seconds, she just stopped trying and submitted to being used like a dirty whore, which only made her wetter. "You like that, slut? You like how my big cock is filling your ass?" Jim grunted. "Yes!" Jen exclaimed, no longer even thinking what Dan might think. "You worthless piece of shit, I'm gonna cum in your ass." Jen's pussy throbbed in response and she found herself saying, "Yes! Please cum in my ass!" Jim felt his cock stiffen even more and his muscles tighten. He had this hot little slut bent over a chair with his bursting member in her ass, and she was about to take his full load deep in her. His eyes widened and he started almost shouting his wild groans. "Fuck! Yesss... take it bitch. TAKE IT!" With that his balls churned out a full load of hot semen that splashed deep into Jen's gaping asshole. She could feel the immediate warmth of his load and her clit pulsed with excitement. She almost came as she moaned loudly and Jim shuddered above her with his cock stuck in her ass and spilling out load after load of cum. Even before he was finished, he withdrew his dick and scooped out some of his cum from her stretched hole and reached around to force-feed it to her it. Jen gobbled it hungrily, only more excited at the prospect of tasting her own ass. Jim then turned her around and sat her on the chair, her ass and pussy juices spilling out, and made her clean his cock off. "Clean my dick, bitch. Get you're fucking filth off of it." Jen sucked and licked his cock while she could feel her pussy and ass pushing out everything Jim had given her. She knew she had become the whore she always wanted to be. Yard Sale Ch. 03 (Note to the reader: This is the third chapter of the second part of a three part erotic novella I've tentatively titled "Making Love to Horrible People." The first part is titled "Fear and Lusting." Each part consists of about 4 or 5 chapters. I hope you enjoy it. Any feedback is more than welcome.) * As Jim threw her head aside and stepped away to zip up and get ready to go, Jen realized she was covered in her own pussy juices and Jim's cum and the filth seeping out of her ass. She remained there, tossed aside like some cum soaked towel, and gently probed her leaking holes. She placed her hands over them as she slowly crawled on her knees over to Dan. She was humiliated and felt exhausted, but she knew what she must look like to him. True, she had obediently done as she was told, but she had had no idea she would enjoy it this much, nor be this much of a mess. She rested her head in his lap as he stared at her. Jim looked one last time at her sexy body curled around Dan's leg and snorted. "Shit... one fine piece of ass." The front door slammed shut as Jim left and Dan was stroking Jen's hair as she rested on his thigh. "You know now what it is to be a good slave, don't you?" he whispered. Jen nodded slowly, her face caressing his thigh as she did it. "You know every time you disobey me, I'll sell you like a common little fuck slut?" Jen moaned and clasped Dan's leg harder as her pussy and ass clenched in response to his words. She desperately wanted him to stop talking and just hold her, but after what he'd seen, she didn't know what he was going to do. Dan grabbed her head and pulled it sharply back. He leaned his face down to hers. She was moaning and trying to whisper up at him. "Please... master... let me suck your cock. I just want to get you off. I just want your warm cum to cover my face. I've been a good little slave, haven't I? I just want to be covered in your cum." Dan looked at her wet and sticky face and body and wanted to say no and throw her to the floor, but his cock insisted otherwise. Jen's body was so sexy and submissive and her voice so seductive. An animal impulse boiled up in him and he needed to prove that he owned her. He unzipped his pants and took out his cock and stood above her as she knelt and leaned against the couch. As he got up, she hurriedly spit in her hand and rubbed Jim's cum off of her face as she looked up at Dan. He reached down and stopped her. "No, whore," he said. "You need to sit there in your filth and take more cum on you so you know what a dirty, depraved little slut you are." His cock approached her mouth and she took it in hungrily. Dan put his hands on Jen's head and thrust it in to her throat until she gagged on it. He withdrew it only to force feed it to her again. "Yeah? You gonna let another guy touch you again without my permission, whore?" Jen tried to shake her head no to please her master. In fact, she had loved being sold to Jim for an hour. She had loved releasing her body to some stranger to use. She couldn't possibly think how to tell Dan that, but she loved him all the more fiercely for making it happen. The whore in her was awake and alive and it was touching every part of her as she tried desperately to suck the semen out of her master. How can I tell him, she wondered in the back of her mind as the back of her tongue tried to pull the head of his cock further into her. How can I express that what I just experienced was the most exciting thing that every happened to my body? How can I go on being his fiancée when I know what I really want is to be a whore? She knew she needed him there, of course. She needed the safety his calm and relaxed form provided as he reclined in the corner, watching her get used, brutally. She needed to know he was going to be there... to accept her after all the filthy things had been done to her; to hold her and love her and tell her everything was all right. She didn't know how that could work, but she knew she loved him as much as she always had and she reached her hands around to his ass and pulled him fully into her face. She swallowed his cock and gagged and didn't care. She kept it there and sobbed and then withdrew it forcefully. She took his throbbing cock in her hands and held it above her petty face and gazed up at him. His handsome face, with its broad cheeks and strong jaw and full lips, looked down at her with nothing but lust and contempt. Maybe, I've lost him, she thought for a second. She grabbed his shaft in both hands and thrust her tits up underneath it. "Please, master," she said. "I just want to do whatever you tell me. I'll be a good girl from now on, I promise!" Dan's cock had patiently waited while its owner watched Jen get fucked in her every tight little hole, and he wanted nothing more than to use all those holes again; the head of his cock digging Jim's seed out and replacing it with his own. He didn't care if she was sore or tired. He was going to use her body until he was sated and she was sobbing and then he'd just leave. Leave her to be the whore he knew she was. "Please!" she pleaded again. Dan saw her the plea for forgiveness in her eyes and he softened his grip on her head. "Hold your master, now," he said. "Hold him between your tits." She smiled up at him and happily thrust his cock between her proud, round breasts. She squeezed them together for him and smiled sexily up at him as he began to push it between her beautiful mounds of flesh. She spit on his cock between her tits and her hard nipples poked out between her fingertips -- long, red polished nails and fine, feminine fingers -- and her long, delicate tongue struck out to lick the head of his cock when it approached her face. She was smiling so much, so happy to service her master at last. Her beautiful, crimson-painted lips were a welcome invitation to the head of his dick. Dan couldn't control the excitement that had been boiling within him since the first time he saw Jen spew phlegm and Jim's pre-cum out of her nose as she struggled with it in her throat. He looked down and saw her beautiful body curled up at his feet. He saw her holding her breasts tight against his thrusting and engorged cock. He saw the look of love, desire and need in her eyes as she bounced gently up and down on her knees, wanting him to mark her face with his seed. He held her face in his hands and thrust his cock more forcefully into the soft skin. The cum was roiling up inside him, tingling along his shaft and his cock head was expanding in readiness to burst. He leaned a little forward to look in her eyes as he felt his climax coming. Jen arched her back up to press her tits tighter against his hot shaft. "Yes, bitch! Take it! Take all my cum you sexy little fucking cum slut!" Dan's enormous cum shot exploded onto Jen's neck and she tried to look down to catch some in her mouth, but Dan held her face steady as he looked at her and came on her. She moaned at the sincere pleasure she was giving him and held his cock tight in her breasts until he was satisfied. Dan jerked and pumped his semen onto her chest and tits and could feel his legs start to shake. He shuddered and exhaled and finally dragged her off his cock and looked at his messy fiancée. "Yeah, clean my cock off, you messy bitch," he said as he forced Jen's head back to his penis and her eager tongue proceeded to clean her own saliva and Dan's cum off his dick. Dan caressed her beautiful soft, brown hair as she licked. He admired her high cheekbones, feminine jaw and large, dark eyes. God, she was so beautiful. She was every inch his fantasy girl. His heart almost tore apart as he looked at her gently licking and cleaning him off. What the hell are we doing, he thought? How could I sell this magnificent woman to anyone at any price? But even the thought of that made his loins stir again. He remembered looking at Jen as she was bent over the chair, taking Jim's cock in her ass. He had felt so thrilled to see her being his little slave and accepting her punishment for her crimes. She wasn't really to blame, he knew. A woman this sexy gets hit on several times a day or night. If she has a drink or two and forgets her place, who could blame her for letting a stranger's hands wander where they shouldn't? But Dan needed to own her absolutely. He needed to know she was totally his and would submit only to his will and none other. The thought actually saddened him a bit at the selfishness of it and he pulled her face away from his waist. He looked long and seriously into her half-closed eyes as she stared up at him contentedly. "I..." he started and choked. "I... want you to clean this place up. Clean your juices off the chair and then go to the bathroom and clean yourself off." It wasn't what he wanted to say, but there were no words for that. No words he could find, anyway. Jen looked over to the chair and she looked up at him with a pleading stare. "Will you please help me, master?" Dan felt a surge of something soft and horribly beautiful take hold of his heart. Maybe he couldn't say it, but there was at least this. "Yes, my pet. Of course, I will." Together, they scrubbed the chair clean and let its damp fabric dry on its own. Jen retreated to the bathroom to take a bath. She didn't really want to scrub all of the filthy fluids off her body, luxuriating in the humiliating feeling of being so used and dirty. But, she desperately wanted to do as she was told and clean herself for Dan. He excited and captivated her beyond her ability to reason. Outside of their relationship, she was usually so in control, so ready to manipulate the world and bend it to her will. But when she was with him she could think of nothing else but submitting to him, wanting him to take control and lead her wherever his desires demanded. Most of the time, he just held her and whispered his secrets and his passionate love for her in her ear. No one else had said such poetic and lovely things to her and it made her want to be his slave even more. That impulse scared and thrilled her, but she could never get enough of it. That's why she wanted him to be with her forever. She soaked and scrubbed herself and thought about his love. Meanwhile, Dan exited the house and stood on the porch, smoking a cigarette. He had mastered the impulse to go and cradle his love in his arms while she bathed. There would be time for that. She needed to get clean and at least partially erase this night's evil activities. He hoped she had learned her lesson and would be more diligent about saving her body for only him, but he knew it was a lie. When every man in his right mind wants to seduce your sexy fiancée, some lucky shit's going to approach her at the right time and place. You don't hold that much gold in your hand without someone eventually taking a piece of it. It scorched his heart, but he loved her wildly and there was nothing else for it but to submit. Yes, even a dominating master has to submit to the unrelenting sexiness of his submissive mate and accept that there are consequences for being with her. If he could only lead her around in public on a leash, it would be so much easier, but society was still a little apprehensive about that idea. While Dan smoked and thought, he saw Jim's powerful frame marching up the lawn and onto the porch. He was smiling sheepishly and Dan wanted to hit him in his face, except he didn't because he might not reach and most certainly wouldn't survive the repercussions. Jim's body language was very humble and relaxed, so Dan's testosterone relented and he waited for Jim to speak. "Look, uh, I don't know what you guys have planned for the rest of the evening," he said as he gestured inside. His hand held a cell phone or I-crap or Black-bubble or some shit like that. He breathed in deeply. "But, I just got off the phone with some dude I owe a lot of money to and he's going to forgive my debt if... uh..." Jim's eyes glanced inside several times. "If... you let him use your woman for the night," he finished with his eyes staring deadly serious at Dan. Dan dragged on his cigarette and exhaled slowly before saying "For the night? 'Fuck does that mean? 'Till the sun comes up or some vampire crap like that? Who the fuck is this guy?" Jim laughed a little and tried to be disarming, which was adorable coming from a man his size. "Naw, man, nothing like that. He just... shit, man, I don't think the motherfucker ever sleeps," he said with a snort. Even though Dan had just watched Jim fuck his fiancée in front of him, he had to admit he kind of liked him. He seemed sweet and genuine and utterly at the mercy of his desires -- which probably included high-stakes gambling, judging by his current offer. "He just," Jim continued. "Uh... you know. He likes ladies who will let him do shit to them." Dan's eyes shot fire and he actually stepped aggressively toward him, completely unsure how he could possibly menace him, but completely pissed off. "Look, Jim, we had a deal and it's done and now you're gone. You think I'm going to give Jen away to some sick lunatic? You're insane. And furthermore -- " Jim actually retreated. Dan's not small. He stands a few inches taller than the average and he's got broad shoulders, but no way was he intimidating this guy. Jim held up his hands and said, "No, man, just listen. I met the chicks he does stuff to and they're fine, just fine. Maybe bruised a little for a few days, but nothing permanent. He'd keep inviting them back, but he's kinda crazy like that -- he just needs a different girl every time. I owe him big and he's willing to forgive it all if you let him have Jen for a while. Listen, I'll give you two grand-" "TWO GRAND?" Dan exclaimed too loudly. He remembered they were outside in the late evening and lowered his voice to a furious whisper. "Are you kidding me? I just fucking rented her to you for an hour for a thousand!" "All right, three," he said as his posture changed from disarming to negotiating. "All you gotta do is drop your lady off at his place and pick her up in the morning. Simple as that." Dan squinted at him. Jim had a boy's face, after all. "You got a lot to learn about women, Jim. Nothing is ever as simple as that." Dan dragged the last smoke out of his cigarette and dropped it and crushed it under his toe, then looked up at him. "For five grand, your friend can come here and use Jen however he likes as long as I get to watch and be sure she is safely returned to me. Non-negotiable." Jim hesitated and said, "Uh... look he ain't my friend-" "Look here, Jim. Look at me. You honestly think you see someone who gives a shit?" Jim fumbled with his phone and started to dial a number. He mumbled something about checking with the guy to see if it was all right and walked to the end of the porch. Dan felt bad about that last bit. Jim didn't deserve that, but he was busy wrestling with his own demons and sometimes that's just what you get. He was excited by the prospect of renting Jen's hot body out for the night and being able to watch her being abused and used. At the same time, that money would clear up all of his remaining debt and he could be free and clear to live life responsibly and work hard and not spend too much on liquor, strippers, porn and smokes. He wasn't kidding anyone but himself. It was a fantasy he had quite often. Jim snapped his phone shut and walked all too quickly over to Dan. "It's all set. He's on his way. Be here in an hour." Dan almost shivered, but from what stimulation he couldn't tell. "Then I guess it's time you handed the cash over, isn't it?" Jim had already taken out a large money clip Dan hadn't seen before. He stripped out one hundred dollar bill after one hundred dollar bill, handing them to Dan ten at a time. When he was done, he sighed and looked at Dan's eyes. "Look, man, I really appreciate this." Dan's hands closed on the bills. He didn't look at Jim. "Go away," he whispered. Jim immediately turned and walked rapidly down off the porch and across the lawn and into memory. Dan walked back into the house. Jen was back in the living room and wore nothing but one towel wrapped above her breasts and one around her head, like women do. She was busy picking up her clothes and trying to straighten the place. She looked so incredibly beautiful he had to fight the urge to grab her and run. But he knew this stranger, whoever he was, now knew Jen's grandmother's address and could be capable of anything. Probably was. He swallowed hard and approached her. She looked up and smiled at him. "Hey," she said simply, as if nothing had happened. He loved her strength of character so much it hurt in places he didn't know he had. Dan looked at her for a moment more before responding. "Come here and stand in front of me." Jen immediately stopped arranging the pillows on the couch and dropped her clothes neatly in a pile on the coffee table and quickly stepped to stand before him. Her shining face beamed up at him, so happy to have her master all to herself at last. Dan couldn't resist his darker impulses and reached out and grabbed her face in both hands. Jen's jaw immediately went slack and she stared up at him, wanting everything he was going to give her. "I sold you again, little slut," Dan said as he tried to maintain his composure. Jen's eyes widened and she didn't know what to think. "There's a man coming over in an hour who wants to use you for the rest of the night." Jen's knees weakened and her eyelids partially closed. She thought this was just some crazy role-playing Dan was trying out and she loved it. She loved that she excited him to such creative heights. She couldn't wait to see what kind of bizarre character he would play as he ordered her around and fucked her like a slut. "Yes?" she breathed. "Does he want me to open my cunt for him and let him fuck me like a whore?" Dan couldn't decide if Jen was just playing or understood what he meant and was turned on by it. He decided to play along, because one way or another she was going to find out. Best to get her worked up and hopefully she'll be more curious than scared when he arrives. "He wants you to dress like a little girl and get on your hands and knees on the coffee table." Dan knew she still had clothes from when she was a kid upstairs and he didn't want her in the soiled little dress she had worn before. He felt a little ashamed, but Jen's eyes widened and she looked up at him and gave a breathless yes before moving past him and up the stairs to change. Dan finished straightening the place up and put Jen's clothes in a plastic bag and then sat on the couch and waited. There really wasn't much else to do. He knew where the weapons of the house were and he planned on being close to them when this guy showed up, but he didn't really foresee anything violent happening. This guy seemed like an eccentric pervert and probably abhorred violence (non-submissive violence, that is). Still, worry crept in. After a while, Dan heard Jen blow-drying her hair. After that, there was silence above and he knew she was applying make-up and lipstick to make herself look as much like a slutty teen as possible. Dan's cock thickened, but the miserable prospect of the stranger loomed. He stood up and poured himself some scotch from the liquor cabinet. Not bad, he thought, after he took a sip. Grams didn't drink anymore, but she still had that old world class that insisted you keep a fully stocked liquor cabinet for guests. What a great dame. As he was sitting and drinking and trying to be brave, Jen descended the stairs and walked over to him. She was wearing a tight pink cotton t-shirt that just barely fit her. Obviously, her breasts had grown some since high school, so they were bursting out and pressing her pretty nipples out of the fabric. She had no bra or panties on and the effect made him instantly hard. Her midriff was exposed and her taught stomach and waist looked like they were aching to be grabbed and held and squeezed. She had recently turned 30 and still looked 19. Dan was almost at 40, but when he looked at her, he certainly felt like he was 19. Yard Sale Ch. 03 She wore a pair of light blue cotton stretch-shorts that must have come from when she was in grade school. They fit snugly over her thighs and ass and Dan could even see the faint outlines of her pussy lips through the fabric as she stood near him and spread her legs a bit. "Is there something I can do for you, Daddy?" she said playfully, even pulling a lock of her soft hair across her mouth and dropping her other hand to rub near, but not on, her pussy. Oh god, how Dan wanted to take her and rip her clothes off and fuck her crazy and burst his cum all over her beautiful tits. He had a full on erection and Jen looked at his crotch and moaned and smiled. "Oh, my sweet little girl," he sighed as he leaned back and took in all of her beauty. "Daddy wants you to slowly crawl on the coffee table and get on top of it. Show me what a good little girl you are and pose for Daddy." Jen obediently got down on her hands and knees and crawled onto the coffee table, her shapely hips swaying in front of Dan's hungry eyes. She stopped when she was on top of it and flipped her hair over her shoulder so she could look back at him. Dan got up from the couch and went to stand in front of her. Jen instinctively arched her back and brought her ass higher and her head lower, her tongue flicking out and moistening her glistening lips seductively as she alternated her gaze from Dan's face to his crotch, just inches from her mouth. "Are you going to be my good little girl?" he found himself asking. The place in his mind that screamed the stranger would be there any second was beaten and kicked and put in a silent corner. "Yes, Daddy. I'll be a good little girl for you," she whined as she stared up at him with wide and pleading eyes. Dan reached down and unbuckled his belt and slid it out from his waist. He placed it around Jen's neck and fed the belt through the buckle and gently pulled it, moving her hair out of the way as he tightened it around her throat. "Oh, Daddy, what are you doing to me?" she whimpered. "Shhh, my sweet little girl. Daddy's just playing a game with you." He petted her hair and stroked her face and made her look at him standing over her as he pulled up on the belt. Holding it over her head, he moved around the coffee table to stand behind her. Jen's instinct was to follow him and she started to turn, but he roughly pushed her back down and hissed, "Stay still!" Jen could feel the leather twist and tighten around her throat and she gasped and moaned. Dan stood behind her and admired her tight beautiful ass as it filled her stretched out little cotton girl's shorts. He held the belt above her back with a little slack and gently caressed the lines of her ass cheeks and cunt as she was bent over before him. Jen moaned softly again. "Do you like what I'm wearing, Daddy?" Dan reached back and slapped down hard on her left ass cheek with his palm. "AWHHH!" Jen yelped. He did it again to her right one and Jen cried out again. "You think I'm going to let my little girl walk around dressed like a common whore?" he yelled at her. Jen's head ducked down and she whimpered, "Sorry, Daddy. I'll be a good girl. I'll do anything you want." "That's right, you little slut," he said menacingly as he yanked the belt back. Jen's head snapped back and she tried to gasp but choked. She whined and tried to squirm. Dan slackened the belt again and leaned forward and grabbed her hair. "Stay still, I said!" Again he leaned back and beat her ass with his hand over and over and Jen gave a high-pitched bark with each slap. Dan paused the abuse and grabbed her shorts and tore them down to around her knees, still bent painfully on the coffee table. Her pussy had already started to dampen the fabric and he didn't want the impending stranger to think his purchase had been so recently used. "Unhhh," Jen groaned as her pussy was exposed to him. "Daddy... please! What are you doing? I'll be a good girl! I promise!" "You promise? You'll submit to me and do as Daddy says?" "Yes!" "Then Daddy wants to give you a treat, little one." "Oh, I love treats, Daddy!" "Then lean your head forward and plant your face against the surface of the table. Do it. Do it now." Dan slackened his hold on the belt and Jen obediently turned her pretty face to the side and laid it on the table, her ass arching higher into the air. She couldn't help but shiver and could feel her pussy getting wet and ready. Dan had once before used his belt as a leash and she remembered being led around a small room and forced to show off her body for him, like some kind of trophy horse or little slave girl up for auction. She moaned loudly. Dan tightened his hold on the belt, wrapping his end once in his hand. The slack tightened and Jen's head started to move back up. "Don't move!" he yelled at her and gave her a hard and loud backhand smack on her ass cheek, so very close to her swollen pussy lips. "AWWWH!" she yelped and struggled to keep her head down, feeling the leather of the belt constrict her breathing. She wanted to breath heavily since she was so excited, but found she had to struggle, so she tried to relax in order to breath at all. "Now take it, my little slut. Take Daddy's beautiful gift," he said as he held the belt tight in his left hand and placed that hand on her ass. Then, he knelt down and probed her pussy lips with his right hand's fingertips. Jen moaned loudly and choked and Dan felt her cunt push out more juice. He bent down and licked it from her slit as his fingers probed in deeply. Her pussy opened easily for him and Jen sighed and even strained forward on her yoke. He dug two fingers into her as far as they would go and curled them down so they rubbed the rough spot just behind her clit. "UNNNNH!" Jen whimpered loudly. Dan began rubbing the spot with more and more intensity, feeling her body give in to being used like a glove. His thumb dug down the outside and found the button of her clit and pressed hard on it. Her sopping wet cunt leaked more and more fluid and Dan bent to flick them off her clit with his tongue as he pumped her. Jen's ass started to buck into his face and hand and Dan could tell she was close. He pulled on the belt with his left hand while he moved that hand's thumb to massage her asshole. Jen's head snapped back at the increased pressure, her throat had constricted and she was unable to breath. She gasped and opened her mouth to moan, but could only stare wildly at the ceiling. With the additional slack on the line, Dan thrust his thumb into her little ass and tightened his hold on the belt. Jen's head was held up high, the leather taught and straining, as she scratched and clawed at the table, feeling her windpipe being choked and her pussy thoroughly and roughly fucked by Dan's fingers and her ass getting opened and probed by his thumb. She couldn't help herself and started to cum on his fingers. She tried to reach back with her left hand and grab his head to try to force it into her cunt, but she couldn't reach and she settled on grabbing her left ass cheek and trying to spread herself even wider; opening her holes for his beautiful abuse. "ANNNHHHHHH! Oh fucking god!" She yelled past her choker as she came, her voice raspy and strained against her choker. Her hips pushed back into him and Dan pressed his face down to drink her cum as it seeped out and dripped off of her clit. She cried and yelled and pleaded until the last of her orgasm pulsed out of her pussy and shivered it's way down through her hands and feet. She whimpered and tried to fall back down on the table. Dan let the line go limp as he finished licking up the last of her delightful juices. Jen could breath again and she took several deep breaths before saying, "I love you so much, Daddy." Her face was again planted on the table, her eyes closed and her breathing labored. "I know it's dirty and awful, but your little girl wants you to stick your cock in her ass and use her like a little slut. Please, Daddy? Please?" Dan's mind went wild. Filled with the taste of her and with her sexy and submissive form bent over in front of him, he couldn't control himself. Fuck the stranger, he thought. I'm going to fuck my whore's ass and leave my cum in there and if he doesn't like it he can go back to whatever dungeon of hell spawned him. Dan stood up and steadied himself by grasping her ass cheeks with both hands. Jen moaned deeply. Breathing heavily, he started to unzip his pants in front of Jen's puckering little hole. And then the doorbell rang. Yard Sale Ch. 04 (Note to the reader: This is the fourth and final chapter of the second part of a three part erotic novella I've tentatively titled "Making Love to Horrible People." The first part is titled "Fear and Lusting." Each part consists of about 4 or 5 chapters. I hope you enjoy it. Any feedback is more than welcome. Look for the final part, called "After All" - coming soon!) * At the unexpected interruption of the doorbell chime, Jen froze and lifted her head to stare uncertainly at the door. Her eyes widened and she turned to stare back up at Dan in disbelief and terror. Dan zipped his pants back up and released the belt. He walked around to where Jen's frightened face was and took the belt off of her as she said "What the-" Dan strung the belt around him again and sank down and took her frightened face in his hands. "Shhh, it's ok," he said as he stroked her hair and caressed her cheek. "I told you someone was coming over and this is him." Jen's eyes stared wildly at Dan and she started to back off the table. Dan grabbed her shoulders and pulled her back to him. "It's all right, my little one. I rented you for the night to this man, but I'll be right here." Jen tried to rise, to fight, but Dan held her down. "No, please... Jen... Please. You need to do as your master says." He then looked her in her tearful eyes. "Jen, I'm going to be right here. If ever you want this to stop just ask it, or if you can't, just flex and squeeze your fingers together three times and I'll make this all go away. Understand?" She breathed deeply, huskily. Staring madly into her master's eyes, she knew she was his forever and would do anything he wanted as long as he was there, near her and protecting her. She nodded. He kissed her mouth deeply and the doorbell rang again. He ignored it and continued to stare into her beautiful, loving eyes. He hated himself and he hated her and he hated everything. He felt the inextricable twisting desire of both of their horrible needs close over his soul and stood up as the chime sounded a third time. "Now pull those shorts back up and stay perfectly still until instructed to do otherwise. Stare down at the table." Jen did as she was told. Dan opened the door and saw a man dressed as if he was going to, or had come from, an exquisite cocktail party. He had on a tailored suit of black with a silk dress shirt of white. There was a hint of gold stitching on his cuffs and buttons. He was shorter than Dan and a little on the thin side, but what really struck Dan was his cigarette holder. Who the fuck smokes out of a cigarette holder anymore? The man held it elegantly as he looked up at Dan with a genial smile. "I'm sorry, but I don't know your name," he said smoothly. There was some kind of slight accent in his voice Dan couldn't quite place. French? German? Wherethefuckingstan? "Dan," he said evenly as he neglected to take the man's proffered hand. The stranger frowned a bit, but then brightened. "So pleased to meet you!" he said with a breathy and silky voice, the kind of voice that makes men shiver and women wet themselves when they're planning evil things. "My name is Frederick and James has told me so much about you... uh, except your name, of course," he giggled in his throat. "May we come in?" Dan knew this would happen. Fucker had an entourage. "Wait for a second, I just need to straighten one little thing." Dan strode back into the living room and stood near the dining room, where the knives and an old 38 revolver rested in the drawers of the china cabinet. He loosened the drawers once each and then looked at the front hall as they started to come in without his permission. Dan waited, counting. Two well-built men whom he could only assume were bodyguards entered the living room and stood on either side of the opening to the front hall, facing into the room but not looking at Jen, except after the first few glances. After them, came Frederick himself, leading someone on a silver chain. As she came into view, Dan's throat choked and his already excited cock throbbed. She was youngish-looking, maybe middle twenty something - hard to tell with hot chicks. They always seemed to look twenty-something. The whole group was Caucasian and seemed of suspiciously attractive breeding and the woman looked exactly like a runway model. Probably a failed actress Frederick had bent to his service after she had developed enough unsupportable vices, Dan guessed. Her blonde hair was pulled tightly back into a ponytail and her sharp features were accentuated by mascara. She was wearing a black corset and black nylons and garter and high heels. She was probably Jen's height, but with her heels she stood slightly taller than Frederick, almost Dan's height. And she had no skirt or shorts or panties on. Her shaved pussy was exposed for all to see. Also, she carried a small chest in her arms. Dan secretly envied this man, whose lifestyle allowed him to lead his slave around like this, carrying what could only be his dirty fuck toys. Frederick stopped at the entrance to the living room and he breathed slowly and took a pull from his cigarette as he looked at Jen's body as she knelt on hands and knees on the coffee table, her face obediently studying its surface. She was dying to see what was going on, but was also getting incredibly aroused by being still and not knowing. "Oh, bravo, my good man, bravo." Frederick whispered, as his eyes gathered in Jen's seductive and beautiful figure. Frederick's whore stared at Jen and shifted one of her delicate hands to slide a finger down her pelvis to her clit. Out of the corner of his eye, Frederick caught her naughtiness. One sharp pull of the chain from her master put a stop to that. "Behave, Missy! We're guests here!" he hissed. Missy whimpered softly and returned her hand to help support the box and she moved one hip out to pose seductively and glance shyly at Jen and then at Dan. Frederick passed his cigarette to her and she obediently took it and lifted her heel and snubbed it out against her shoe, showing remarkable balance. As she was doing this, he walked toward Dan, throwing her leash to one of his bodyguards. "Daniel," he said with arms slightly opened. "Thank you so much for having us in your home." Dan didn't bother correcting him. "Certainly," Dan said harshly. Then, he realized this might go smoother, and hopefully quicker, if he played along. "We're...uh... we're looking forward to getting to know you." Frederick's face exploded with joy. "Ah! I was so hoping to hear you say that!" He extended both of his hands, palms up. It was an almost submissive and pleading gesture, were it not for the fierce fire smoldering behind his eyes. He had an incredibly handsome face, with high, sculpted cheekbones and a sharp, but not jutting, jaw. His eyes were steel gray and his soft thick brown hair was wavy and perfectly cut and combed to crown his fine features. Dan felt even more jealous, as his own thinning hair and receding hairline ached for it's lost glory. Dan still had most of it, but the proud bursts he once sported of dark brown locks with highlights of red or gold depending on the season he once had were now in his past. Jen had never seen him in his prime, and he regretted it. He was once irresistible and could have been a good-looking match for her if he had met her then, but now he was quickly fading into just a dirty old man. He reached out and took Frederick's hands as if he was reaching into his past and the present he longed for. Frederick's smile widened. "Now, there! There's my good man." He released Dan's hands and reached up to press Dan's shoulders sharply and severely before letting go. "I congratulate you, sir," he said as he leaned close to Dan. As if he needed to whisper. Who the fuck here cared, or more frankly, could do anything about what he had to say? But, Dan guessed, we're all here to play a part. So, he played along. "About what, exactly?" Dan asked. Frederick's eyes widened. "Well, your incredibly delicious fiancée, of course!" he exclaimed and laughed briefly. Dan managed a smile. "Tell me," Frederick whispered. "How well is she trained?" Dan almost wanted to hit him, but he knew he needed to play the game. Jen was going to be all right. This guy was creepy as all get out, but somehow also seemed on the level. His eyes slid past Frederick to see Jen's sensuous body still holding onto the table. He could tell she was peeking at the people in front of her and could just see Missy's sexy form standing a few feet away from her. Jen raised her head just enough to see Missy holding the box and one of the bodyguards holding her chain. Missy's mouth opened and she licked her lips as she caught Jen's stare. Jen put her head back down and her cunt throbbed and she was ashamed and excited and terrified. "She'll do as she's told," Dan said as he looked at Jen. Frederick relaxed and breathed a few quick deep breaths. "Excellent," he exhaled. "Just magnificent," he said as he turned and saw Jen sneaking glances at Missy. He breathed in sharply. "Oh, my," he said, forgetting himself and gently caressing his pants over his hardening cock. Dan looked down and then turned to face him. "You have her until 6 AM. No later. I'm going to be here the whole time and if ever I feel she's threatened, I'm calling this whole thing off." It seemed a lame thing to say with the powerful bodyguards standing there, but Frederick blinked and looked at him with sincere joy. "Of course!" he exclaimed. "I insist on it, in fact!" He seized Dan's arms in his sharp and merciless hands. "My good man, I'm just here to show you everything your beautiful slave-to-be is capable of!" His smile was wide and terrible and honest. Dan knew this man really did want to instruct as well as use. Dan didn't think he really needed any instruction, but he found he was curious. Frederick finally walked over to Jen and reached down and gently cupped her chin and pulled her face slowly up to look at him. "Come, my pet, let's have a look at you," he said smoothly. Even though his grip was soft, almost casual, Jen could still feel the fierce, sharp, pinching powers of his fingers. As her face turned up to look at him, his wolfish and slightly crazed smile widened. Jen could hear Missy gasp and sigh softly. Frederick turned and addressed her. "Yes, I know my sweet, she's exquisite, isn't she?" He turned his face back down to look at Jen's head in his hand and reached with the other hand to stroke her cheek and brush her hair to the side. "Missy loves beautiful girls, simply adores them. I can't blame her, I'm the same way." He giggled again in his throat. "I can already tell she's dying to get to know you better." He continued to stroke her face. "As am I, my pet, as am I. Tell me, what is your name?" "Jennif-" SLAP! The hand that had been caressing her face moved like lightning and administered a small, sharp backhand to her cheek. Jen felt its sting sear for a second and then quickly fade. It was a painful hit, but also seemed expertly measured. "Wrong," he said coldly. "Your name is "whore" until I say otherwise. Now, tell me again, please. I interrupted you. What is your name?" "Whore," Jen whispered hoarsely. She was completely terrified of this man, but her body was betraying her and responding with aching need to his control. "Much better. Much better," he said as he patted her head. He looked along her body and hissed. "Oh, but this won't do at all. Look at you, my dear, your knees must be positively killing you! Rex, Max, lift the whore up and take off her clothes and sit her on the edge of the coffee table right here, if you please," he said as he patted the edge under Jen's face. Jen grew alarmed. She was just getting aroused and curious by Frederick's attention, but now as she saw the two powerful men advancing on her she grew afraid. Not all of them, she thought. Not all at once. She was about to yell to Dan to make it stop, but then found herself being lifted up, gently, almost reverently by the two men. Each one stood on either side of her and carefully scooped her up, an arm each crossing underneath her torso and one each between her thighs and wrapping around her hips. She felt like a little girl on a swing and she almost giggled. She felt the blood rush back into her knees as they slowly planted her on her feet in front of the table. "Rex and Max are my bodyguards, but they're of no threat to you or Dan," Frederick was saying from somewhere as the men undressed her. "I brought them with me for my own protection, but they'll do nothing to harm you. Given my proclivities, I sometimes find myself in dangerous situations and their services come in handy. But I can see Dan is a man of taste and class and you are a woman of tremendous elegance and beauty. We certainly have nothing to fear here, and neither should you." Their large gentle hands helped her remove her top and shorts, never even hinting at wanting to probe or grope her. They then held her arms gentlemanly and invited her to sit. Jen's bare ass touched the table and she could see Missy staring at her as the men retreated to where they had stood before and she could hear her breathe deeper and moan softly as her eyes drank in Jen's beautiful body. Jen's knees were pressed together and her arms moved unconsciously to cover her breasts shyly. Frederick's hands shot out from somewhere over her left shoulder and slapped her knees apart. "Knees apart!" he commanded. Jen's knees were still recovering and the sharp sting of his hand made her mouth open and eyes widen, but she moved her legs apart obediently. "Now, lie back and put your hands at your sides." Jen's breathing rate increased as she did as she was told. Her back felt the cold wood of the coffee table and she quickened her breath and resisted the urge to wrap her arms around herself for warmth. She could see Frederick move toward Missy. "Now, you've met me and you've met Max and Rex, but I want to introduce you to Missy. I believe you'll be the best of friends," he said as he opened the box Missy was holding and withdrew an object from it. "But, what do I call you?" Jen asked as she tried to peak at them over her heaving breasts without moving too much. Frederick stopped. "Oh, where are my manners! Of course! Oh, how delightfully polite of you, my... Dan, I really must say your pet is just deliciously charming and polite. You are so very lucky, sir!" Dan simply nodded from the chair in the corner. "You may call me Frederick, my dear, or master or sir, if it suits you. I used to insist on such designations, but I've recently discovered that I am Frederick. Just Frederick. Always Frederick," he said creepily as he came to stand near her head. He showed her what he was holding. It was a purple mouth dildo with black straps, a sort of chin dildo, but with a soft black plastic pacifier on the back of the shaft. "Do you like it? It's my own design! Now, lean your head forward and open your mouth." Jen raised her head and Frederick placed the gear on her and expertly tightened the straps as he inserted the pacifier into her mouth. Jen looked up at this long purple thing erupting out of her mouth and couldn't contain a moan. She could see that Missy had placed the box on the couch and stood between her knees, staring hungrily down at her and kneading one of her breasts and idly fingering her clit. Missy's tits were slightly smaller than Jen's, but had pointed nipples, peeking out of the top of the garment, and they seemed to defy gravity as they pointed out and up. "Now, Missy, do be a good guest and introduce yourself to the whore." Missy crawled up on the table and straddled Jen's hips with her knees. She leaned her face down and skimmed Jen's tits, never touching them, but Jen could feel her shuddering breath blowing hot air across her nipples, which had become erect from her exposed state. Jen moaned loudly at being teased like this. Missy's face came to hover over Jen's, the giant dong waving slightly as Jen's mouth tried to work the pacifier into a comfortable position in her mouth. It was larger than it should be and extended a ways down her tongue and almost reached her throat. Missy placed both hands on either side of Jen's head and stared down at her, smiling lewdly. "Go ahead, my sweet," Frederick's voice drifted down from somewhere beyond Jen's vision. "Kiss the whore." Missy's eyes widened eagerly and she took the purple dildo in her mouth and started to suck it. The sight of seeing this woman sucking the large plastic penis Jen held in her mouth made her whimper with excitement. She had experimented with women before, but never had one so clearly dominating her. She saw Missy suck longer and harder on the dong, her face coming closer and closer to Jen's, until finally their lips met and Missy held the plastic shaft in her throat for what seemed like minutes as her drooling lips tried to kiss Jen. Jen moaned loudly and with a shudder. Missy sighed deeply and began to suck aggressively on the dildo, working it with her left hand. With every down stroke, Jen could feel the pacifier push into her throat, gagging her a little. She spit up some phlegm, which oozed out of her mouth to mix with Missy's saliva as it streamed down the fake cock and onto Jen's face. Jen then felt something cold and sharp close around her left nipple. The pressure of it was intense and she squealed as she felt another one close around her right nipple. She could also feel a small, short chain drawn across her chest. She screamed in her choking throat as the chain was tightened and her nipples pulled close together, but not quite touching. Her breathing became labored, as she was overwhelmed with all of the sensations. Her pussy seeped juice onto the table as her feet arched up from the floor. "You may mount her, my dear," Frederick said softly, almost absent-mindedly. Missy rose up and nodded eagerly. Jen could feel Missy's knees and thighs press her shoulders together as her pussy hovered over the giant dong protruding from Jen's mouth. Jen moaned worriedly. Missy grabbed Jen's hair in one hand and the shaft in the other and leaned back, forcing Jen's head up and the tip into her swollen cunt. Jen saw Missy's shaved pussy lips pucker in and out as she was forced to fuck her with her face. She grew even more excited as she watched for the first time a pussy get fucked in front her, her own face being used like a sex toy. She thought of Dan and how he must get so excited when he fucked her, seeing this kind of wet, seeping hole taking his whole cock. She felt like some kind of freak of nature, a sexy little demon with a cock for a mouth. She groaned deeply and hungrily. She almost didn't notice as Frederick, or someone else, was lifting one of her legs and tying a silk rope around her ankle and thigh, binding them together so she couldn't put it back down. He did the same to her other leg. Her legs were spread out lewdly and she tried to close them, all of a sudden aware of how much of a useless whore she must look like to the rest of the room. Frederick's sharp slaps came painfully on her thighs. "Knees apart, whore!" came the command from somewhere close. Jen whimpered and Missy thrust Jen's face further up towards her crotch. Jen could smell Missy's cunt and the pussy juice that seeped down moistened her straining lips. Jen felt a wave of pleasure and submission and her cunt throbbed, pushing fluids out to moisten its exposed slit. Without thinking her hands reached up and fondled Missy's ass, grabbing and pinching and pulling and trying to force Missy's cunt down to her face. "AHHHHHHH!" Missy yelled softly and sank down further on the dong. She looked pleadingly at Jen as she began to ride her face faster. Yard Sale Ch. 04 "Oh, my god... oh you're such a good little whore," she whispered. " Be my little whore. Be my good little fuck slut," she whined. Missy's pussy was brushing Jen's lips with every down thrust and every time it happened the pacifier forced it's way further down Jen's throat. Although Jen was choking and spewing her own saliva out of her nostrils, she was wild with pleasure. She desperately grabbed at Missy's clenched ass and forced a beautiful finger into her tiny asshole. Missy shuddered and slowed and relaxed a bit and let Jen stick it in even further. "Yes, baby, yes... yes... yes." With Jen's finger fully exploring her little asshole, Missy began to ride Jen's face-dong even harder, almost leaping and yelping. Soon, it was too much for her and she grabbed Jen's hair and pulled it roughly upward as she wanted to bury her pretty face in her cunt as she came. "YES! Fuck, yeah! Oh, you whore! Oh, you little useless slut! Make me cum!" Missy shuddered and bucked and held Jen's head still as she ground her pussy on the mouth dildo. She looked down at Jen and shivered and sighed, "So pretty." She slowly dismounted Jen's face and unbuckled the dildo. Jen gasped and worked her jaw and saw Frederick standing above her exposed cunt. She no longer needed to resist the urge to close her legs. She liked to see him looking at her dripping pussy. He nodded slowly. "Fantastic, my sweet. You learn very quickly, indeed. The secret to bondage is that it never leaves the bound one completely restrained. The good slave understands this and makes use of whatever limited freedom she has to creatively serve her master... or mistress, as the case may be." Jen blushed as she realized he was talking about her greedy probing of Missy's ass. He reached down and pulled Jen up by the chain of her nipple clamps. "AHHHHHH!" Jen exclaimed. Her hands scrambled to support herself on the table as her nipples felt close to being ripped off. Frederick was studying her face. "Did you like being face fucked by a woman, little whore?" Jen was still gasping from the pain in her tits and hesitated. Frederick's slap was hard and merciless this time. It was one severe blow across her cheek that would clearly leave a bruise. A backhand followed across her painfully held tits. "AHHHHHeeeeeee" Jen screamed and whimpered, tears welling up in her eyes. "Answer me, whore." She breathed in sharply and almost sobbed, "Yes, Frederick." Dan watched intently for the sign from Jen to call it quits. He knew she could take it, like the good little submissive whore she was, but it would just kill him if he missed her signal. "Yes, I thought so," Frederick whispered into her ear. Out of the corner of her eye, Jen could see Missy lounging on the couch, a satisfied smirk on her face as she idly stroked her clit. Frederick's lips brushed over Jen's face and in spite of the abuse this man was inflicting on her, she pushed her face up and sought his kiss... or maybe it was even because of it, she thought to herself, ashamed and aroused at the same time. Frederick kept dancing his lips away from hers, gliding his face over hers and pressing and pulling and lightly slapping her tits. Jen moaned and whimpered. He reached one of his hands down to her cunt, now so wet it had formed a puddle of juice on the table and she could feel it against her ass. His fine brutal fingers found her slit and pushed roughly in. Jen groaned and leaned her head back and Frederick kissed and bit her neck and ears savagely as his fingers infiltrated her pussy hole. His probes into her cunt were sharp, expertly aimed and merciless. "Yes... please... please don't stop," she whispered. Frederick's hot breath was on her face as he asked, "You want to cum for me, little whore?" "Yes!" she answered as she started to shake. The hand that was groping her tits moved up to choke her throat as he continued working her pussy over and ferociously pressing and flicking her clit with his thumb. "You want to cum on my hand, my little pet?" "Yes! Oh god yes! Just don't stop!" she wailed in ecstasy as she felt the impending rise of her orgasm. She could no longer control her body and her limbs and shoulders and legs shook and jerked. Suddenly, Frederick threw her back down and stood staring at her cruelly. Jen's cunt ached for his fingers and her hands moved instinctively to play with herself. Frederick reached back and put his whole body into two forceful blows against each thigh. "NO!" he yelled. Jen's hands flew up and grabbed her head protectively and she sobbed again. "Little whores like you do not get to cum. Not until I say so." The excitement and the denial and the abuse were almost enough stimulation to make her cum right there on the table, but instead Jen's pussy remained quivering and hungry, her legs tied open and shaking and her tear-filled eyes looking up at Frederick pleadingly. The swelling waves of orgasm licked teasingly behind her clit. Frederick unbuckled his belt and as he unzipped his pants he said, "Rex, Max. It's time our little whore was taught just how to be a good little slave." Jen could almost feel her clit become erect as the two men stood on either side of her. Before, she had been apprehensive and scared, but now all she wanted was to get savagely fucked by all of them. She wanted to be used, beaten, cummed-on and thrown in a dungeon. Her mind was wild with stimulation and she forgot who she was and where she was and all that mattered was the insistent need of her pussy and mind to be used, battered and torn apart. She no longer cared what might happen to her. Rex and Max reached down and took out their cocks and Jen's hands sprang up and seized one in each hand, as she felt Frederick's dick press easily into her sopping wet fuck hole. "ANHHHH!" she shouted wildly. Missy came to stand next to Frederick as he fucked her, her hand reaching down and rubbing and pinching Jen's clit. Her other hand pulled on the chain that hung suspended between the nipple clamps. "OH....FFFUCK!" Jen yelled and turned her head to hungrily suck Max (or was it Rex?) off. It didn't matter. She sucked for a few minutes and turned and sucked the other and kept going like this as Frederick lifted her ass in his savage and pinching hands and forced her legs above her head. She sank her neck and shoulders down hard against the table to support herself and saw Rex and Max's cocks close in on her helpless head. She grabbed them and felt them squeeze against her lips together. She squealed as she stroked their meaty girths onto her lips. She couldn't see, but could feel Frederick pull his cock from her pussy, stand up on the table and squat down to press its head against her asshole. She gave it willingly. He pushed it down into her and sighed explosively. Jen whined sharply and her pussy throbbed and pulsed as Missy leaned over to lick its juices as her master brutally drove his cock down Jen's ass. Rex and Max must have had practice with this, because one balanced his frame next to and above her and the other twisted on the other side of her so his cock was pressed sideways against her lips. In that position, she was surprised that they were able to shove their heads into her mouth at the same time. Jen's mind exploded as she felt two large cock heads thrusting insistently into her pretty mouth as her pussy was licked, her clit rubbed, her nipples tortured and her ass pounded. She finally submitted the last shred of dignity she had and pulled the cock heads out of her mouth and shouted breathlessly, "PLEASE, Frederick! Please let me cum! Please let your little whore cum! Oh god, I'll do anything! Just please let me cum!" Frederick's cock slammed down harder and he grabbed her beautiful ass cheeks in his hands and yelled. "Take my cum, whore! Take it in your ass and then you may release your filthy pussy juice!" Jen felt her ass fill with a gushing torrent of sperm. Frederick had an average-sized cock, but the spray that erupted from him was too much for her ass to hold. She could feel it gurgling up and seeping out her hole as he shoved and jerked and moaned. Missy licked it up off Jen's cunt as she continued to work her clit. Almost in synch, Rex and Max burst their loads onto Jen's face. She re-inserted the heads into her hungry mouth and struggled to suck off all their spew. Her cheeks filled and she tried to swallow but choked and cum flew from her nostrils and stuffed mouth. Her mind went blank and she could feel this frightening and horrible thing charge up the inner walls of her pussy from the roaring waves of orgasm crashing there and the next thing she knew she was cumming so hard her heart felt like it was about to leap form her chest and her mind would sink into madness with ecstasy. She was bucking her hips up into Missy's face and screaming savagely and unintelligibly. Everyone above her held her and caressed her as she came and came, moaning and pleading and sobbing. The sky was beginning to lighten as Frederick snapped the box shut. His entourage had already departed to wait in the car, warming it for him. He turned and smiled affectionately at Jen, as she lay exhausted on the couch, naked except for a blanket draped over her. After a lingering look, he turned to Dan, still seated in the chair. "You are a lucky man, my friend," he said as his smile broadened. Then, after a second, his smile sank into a frown and he stared at nothing. "Never let her go," he whispered in a voice that seemed to hold no accent or affect at all. He turned, departed and shut the door quietly. Dan moved over to Jen and knelt down beside her and saw her staring at him with a thoroughly exhausted and relaxed expression. "You're incredible," he said.