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Little Red Coat

By: LaceAndHumiliation



{This is a short story (for me). Looking back on it, there isn't any descriptive sex. Just inferences and after the fact moments. It also involves a female/female relationship, however, the only referred to sex is heterosexual. It's just a thought I had based on a photo I have}.

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Hi, my name is Lisha. I'm 23. I'm divorced from a stupid marriage, we were too young, too immature. I recently began a relationship with Crystal. She's only into women. I, on the other hand, am usually only into men. She's my first female to female relationship I've had, though I had a few dalliances before. We're not sure where this is headed and I doubt either of us seeing it go the distance, in the meantime we're both just enjoying the ride.

One thing I will say about Crystal is that she's totally open and understanding of my continuing desire for men. She also happens to like controlling the sex, which I like, with me being more than a bit submissive. It helps a lot with our sex life since I'm still a bit inexperienced compared to her. The same can't be said about my past with guys, however. I have had perhaps an embarrassing number of encounters with men, even at my still young age.

One night Crystal and I were out, drinking wine, as she likes to do. I'm more of a beer drinker, but I don't like to look like such a "guy" with her. Wine loosens my lips faster than beer does. Before long she had me spilling some of my desires, most of which still involved men.

"So, you enjoy my company but you aren't enjoying our sex?" She asked me with concern.

"Oh god no," I said, retreating slightly. "You are incredible. I've had the best orgasms I've ever had with you."

"Ok...?" she smiled.

"It's true, but as we've talked about, I still consider myself heterosexual, for the most part. This is all new to me. We've been going out for what, four months now?"

She nodded. I continued. "I've had a lifetime of fantasies built up, and all of them involved me and men."

"I know," she said reassuringly, "you can't help who and what you are. You like what we have but you can't fight feeling like you'd love a good cock now and then."

"Wow," I said, wide eyed. "That's pretty blunt."

She giggled. "Uh huh, but it's true, isn't it."

I didn't answer right away. The wine was affecting my ability to effectively dodge the question.

"See?" She said. "You can't even deny it."

I shrugged. I was concerned that this might turn out to be a "Break-up" discussion. I couldn't have been more wrong.

"Don't worry hon," she smiled with confidence, "I'm not threatened. I knew who you were when I first asked you out. I was only hoping to get you in bed. I never thought you'd continue to want to see me. To me, anything that happens in the future is icing on the cake. I think it'd be more likely that you leave me if I forbid you to do what you obviously long for than if I allowed it."

"What are you saying?" I said with wide eyes.

"I'm not a prude, babe, if you haven't noticed already. I'm saying we need to get you laid," she chuckled.

"Oh wow," I said with shock. "I mean it sounds great in theory but how would that even work?" I smiled, not really expecting an answer.

"We both know men are disgusting creatures," she laughed. "That makes it easy enough to make happen."

"Yeah, I guess. But dating...while still going out with you..." I said with hesitation.

"Who said anything about dating. You and I are dating. We're talking about getting you fucked."

I always loved her bluntness, but it still made me blush. I'd always used sex as a pretense for a relationship. The relationships may not have lasted long but I had only had two "one night stands." I wasn't sure how she intended this to happen.

She could see my ambivalence. She was an astute observer of human nature, it was another thing I liked about her.

"You worry too much. I know guys, lots of them. Some of them already know you and no doubt would wear that pussy out, given the chance," she giggled at her own forwardness.

"Wow," I said again, I caught myself in the bar mirror, my mouth was agape.

"I know you've been thinking about it and I've seen you at my work parties. It won't be hard at all to set up."

"Ok...?" I said. It was my turn for clarification.

"I've been thinking about this as well, for weeks now," she said thoughtfully. "I know you like cock," she said eyeing me like a stern taskmaster. "I also know you like someone else to be in charge. I like that too, that's why we've been good together."

I nodded. The wine and the discussion had turned to a point it had me on the edge of my seat. I felt a familiar glow growing between my legs.

"So, like I said, I've been thinking about this and let me know what you think," she said as her face softened.

I was ready. I found myself squirming uncomfortably in my seat.

"I propose that we set aside one night a week for you to satisfy your disgusting man fetish," she said with playful scorn.

"I don't know how I can do it..." I started to whine.

"Hush, I'm not finished," she said scoldingly. She knew how to do it so that it tickled my submissive nature. "That will have nothing to do with you. I will set up the encounter. That way, I can make sure of a couple things. One, I still feel like I have some control over your sex life, which we both love. Two, this way we both can have a least some reassurance of safety, which we wouldn't get with strangers."

I nodded. She really had been thinking on this. Still, I could feel my face burn crimson the way she was talking about it.

"Well, it sounds kind of good," I lied, trying to underplay it. 

She would have nothing of my bluff. "You liar," she chuckled. "I can smell your excitement from here." 

She took my face in her hand and lifted my eyes to hers. "I will not be the one who denies you pleasure."

"You are awesome," I gushed. "But, that's got to be hard for you. I mean you have to approach some guy, tell him all this...then, having to let me do it..."

She laughed. "You don't know me at all, do you? I get to control you, have you used like a puppet, all when and with whom I decide. Then, I get to have you afterwards? Doesn't sound like a bad deal to me at all. And, to top it off, no doubt I'll have extra incentive to spank that naughty ass for doing it"

I didn't think my blush could be any redder. She knew how much I loved being spanked along with the sex talk about my being naughty, she had me soaking.

"So you approve?" She smiled, already knowing the answer.

"God yes," I panted. "You really want this for me," I said, still somewhat shocked.

"And you will do everything I ask with no hesitation, right? I don't want you to embarrass me with people I know. A large part of the enjoyment for me will be that they will be able to see that I own you, sexually."

I nodded submissively.

"Good, I've got something planned Friday," she said matter-of-factly.

"You do?" I squeaked. "Already?"

"Yes, I told you I've been thinking about it. I also knew you'd say yes, you dirty little slut," she laughed.

She had reached under our table by that point and her hand had inched its way up under my skirt.

"Gawd," she chortled. "I can feel your heat through your panties."

"Who is the guy?" I asked, now lost in the lustful fantasy.

"Seth, the curly haired guy at work,"

Oh wow, I knew Seth. She was right, he was one of the guys at her work parties that I'd danced and flirted with. He was tall, athletic. Totally my normal type. He also was a bit of an egotistic jerk, but again, that was probably my type to that point as well. I loved their cockiness and the sex was always good, though they tended to suck at relationships. At least this time it was going to be all about the sex, not the "after."

"So he knows we're going out and what we are going to do?" I pried. 

She was non-committal. Crystal was elusive for the next few days. I couldn't pin her down on any details. She just kept reassuring me that I'd get laid "good and proper" on Friday night. I left work early Friday afternoon. I was too antsy and full of anxiety to work. I stopped at the local pub and had a pint of Guinness to calm my nerves. I was stalling, but not very effectively. When I got home, Crystal was waiting.

"Anxious for slut night are you?" she giggled.

I nodded but I avoided her direct gaze in embarrassment. She pulled me to her and kissed me deeply. Her hands gently worked their magic over me. She soon had me grinding against her.

"Easy, easy," she smiled. "We have to save that for Seth, you dirty little whore." That thought sent an electric jolt through me. "I've laid out what you are going to wear. It's on the bed."

I very nearly sprinted into the bedroom. I was shocked at what I saw. She had laid out my red, plaid coat along with my sheer black, lacy panties. My strapless, black high heels were on the floor. That was it. The coat is red, with black plaid stripes. It's a short mini coat that ends just at the bottom of my hips. I looked back at her. She was grinning from ear to ear.

"Crystal, honey, Is this it?" I begged, though I already knew the answer.

She just smiled. "I can't go out like that," I whined.

"You aren't going out, dear," she said coolly. "You are going to get fucked."

"Oh god," I muttered. "You mean...?"

"Yes, I told Seth what you are good for, I offered your services to him and that's what you are going to give him," she said sternly.

"So he doesn't even think it's a date?" I asked, humiliated.

"Heck no, Lisa, he thinks I'm sending you over there to fuck him...and you are going to do it, right?"

I shrugged at first but under her withering gaze I finally nodded meekly. She knew how to play me, she knew how I liked to be treated. She could always get me eating right out of her hand.

"Now move that cute ass, slut, I want you home at a decent hour so I can make you pay for your naughtiness."

I dressed in silence. I looked in the mirror. Just as I thought I could see the bottom of my panties peeking out from under the coat. I was topless. My tits were accentuated by the cut of the coat. When I fastened the belt of it around me, my tops of my tits spilled out enticingly. I heard a whistle.

"Damn, girl, looking like that he is going to wear you out," she grinned evilly.

"I know," I whined. "Are you sure about this?" I asked one last time.

"Yes, and so are you," she said as she stared directly at me, down to my soul. "Now move along. I don't want to hear anything but good things about how my slut behaved," she chided.

"What am I supposed to do?" I wondered aloud.

"I'm glad you asked," she said. "You are going to drive over to his apartment..."

"Like this?" I asked nervously.

"Yes, just like that. Then I want you to ditch the panties in the car, they are only in case you get pulled over or something before, I know how you like to drive like a mad person."

I gulped, "Oh god."

"So, I told him you'd meet him at the door. I told you exactly how you'd be dressed."

"Wow, what did he have to say to that?" I wondered with trepidation.

She laughed, "He said wow, also. Then, I told him to offer to take your coat."

My whole body flushed at that thought. Besides the heels there was nothing but the coat.

"Is that it?" I said meekly.

"The last thing I said to him was to make sure you earned the coat back before he gave it to you, I was adamant about that."

I felt faint. She ushered me out the door. Just me and my little red coat.

I don't remember the ride over, it all felt surreal. I do remember the looks from a couple of his neighbors who no doubt could see my ass poking out from under my coat. I'll also never forget the look on his face though as I met him on his porch, in my coat, pantiless. I honestly worked hard to earn my coat back. I did. Anything and everything he asked, he had me dripping his cum from everywhere, it took half the night.

When I returned I woke her up with a soft kiss on her forehead. I saw her vibrator on the side of the bed, still plugged in. I smiled softly. She could see my fatigue. We were both spent. We snuggled together.

"Ew, you smell like man," she said sleepily. "Did you enjoy yourself at least?"

"You know I did," I said tenderly as I kissed her sweet full lips.

"Good," she said softly. "So you think you can handle it again next Friday?"

"Mmm, yes," I said. "He was insatiable."

"It won't be Seth again," she said, "I don't want anyone to get too close to you."

"I understand," I said with some regret.

"You liked the thing with the little red coat then?" she asked with interest.

"Very much," I said, reliving the whole experience in my head. 

"Can't wait for next week?" She asked. I could only nod in embarrassment.

"Good, because next week I think I'd like to deliver you to the next one in handcuffs."

"Oh god," I said as I felt a twinge of pleasure growing again between my legs.

"Oh, and it's my boss," she said smoothly. "Rest up, besides the cuffs I promised you for the entire weekend."

I sighed. Wow, does she know me or what?

Little Red Coat Ch. 02



{Part two of "Little red coat". This is a stand alone story, since it describes in detail what was alluded to in the first story}



Hi, I'm Lisha. I consider myself a heterosexual woman even though I've had a lesbian relationship with my new girlfriend, Crystal, for six months now. Crystal is the sweetest, most wonderful woman ever, but she's the aggressor in bed. It plays into my natural submissiveness. In the last story, she decided that I missed cock too much to do without so, under her control, she'd make sure I'd get what I needed. One little talk had resulted in her offering to offer my sexual services to guys she picked. She had promised it at least once a week. She knew I couldn't do without. I think she feared losing me to a man so this was her way of controlling it somewhat. As a result, she sent me over to her coworker Seth's house wearing just my little red coat and my highest heels.

I'd just returned from Seth's house. I woke Crystal up from her sleep and we cuddled for a few minutes. Crystal barely let me start to come down from my "after fuck" excitement before she ushered me to the front foyer. We live in an apartment. The entryway has a floor to ceiling panel of smoked glass on one side. You can see through it, though not in perfect detail. She made me kneel on the floor, facing her. A twinge of excitement shot through me as my thoughts ran wild. Crystal was eyeing me, I felt like a schoolgirl, in trouble with the principal.

"What am I to do with you?" She asked rhetorically. "Stay on your knees," she growled, her voice suddenly changing. "I want you to assume a submissive pose when I'm talking to you!" She snapped. 

I didn't respond right away. I loved her dominant tone but I clearly was not sure of what she wanted. I was new at all this. She kicked my knees open. I could feel the cool air hit my pussy. I was still full of Seth, I'd taken so much of him in me. 

"Put your hands up, behind your head and keep them there," she barked. Shocked, but excited I did as I was told. I was on my knees, my hands behind my head, clad only in my little red coat, along with my heels, just like how she'd sent me to Seth. 

"Better," she purred. I felt her behind me. She poked me with something cold in my lower back. It made me straighten up, which made my tits push out. They were already spilling out the top of the coat. It was our handcuffs. 

"Hmm, what would be more humiliating," she wondered out loud. "Wearing these handcuffs while you tell me the story, or positioned as you are?"

She waited for me to answer. "Um, I guess being like this," I said. It was true. Being restrained in the cuffs would make it easier on me. Having to hold my hands behind my head, willingly, that was far more humiliating to me. It would show my own willingness. She knew that. She decided she'd had enough of the coat. She made me take it off and hung it on the hook by the door. She then had me resume my submissive position. "Nice," she murmured. "I'll be right back."

She made me stay in that position while she disappeared into the bedroom. I was aware of the porch light just outside the door. It cast light into the entryway. The light in the apartment was on a dimmer, Crystal liked it dim when she was in the mood. The light from outside shone in in such a way I felt it was framing me, like a spotlight on a stage. I knew Crystal was aware of it. I was also aware that anyone coming or going would be able to see me naked, even if the smoky glass distorted me only slightly. Crystal had exhibited me a bit in the past, even dressing me down to almost nothing for a few delivery guys. I waited on edge for Crystal's return. More than once I heard the main apartment door open and close, signaling someone's entrance or departure. I cringed when I heard footsteps. I'm sure I heard several people stop, if only for a second, before moving on. I knew Crystal was aware, I caught her looking around the corner a few times. She barked at me, "keep your eyes down, slut, unless I tell you to look up." 

I was surprised at how much she was getting into controlling me. It was something I'd yearned for, even if I didn't know how much. Her aggressiveness had grown in time but to this point the exhibition, bondage and spanking was the most it had come to. It had grown naturally to this point, but now it was taking a decisive turn. 

"Yes, ma'am," I said softly as I lowered my eyes to the floor. I heard voices behind me, just outside the door. I recognized them as our neighbors. They were two college guys who held keggers every other week, it seemed. My heart raced. I couldn't tell what they were saying but they were lingering outside the door. They could see me naked, I just knew they could, how could they not?

Crystal came back with a smile. Her appearance in the entryway must've moved the boys along because I couldn't hear them any longer. Crystal hovered over me. She seemed to be admiring Seth's handiwork on me, the marks were evident. She guided her hand between my legs. I gasped when she slid a finger softly over my pussy lips. I sighed.

"Still wet, I see," she smirked. "So fucking wet."

She was right, kneeling as I was I could feel Seth's juices leak out of me and the coolness on my upper thighs told me there was plenty. I suddenly felt ashamed. I wanted to wipe it off but it just seemed to inspire her.

I felt her in front of me. "So, my little slut. You like big dicks fucking you?" I nodded. "You can look at me for this," she said.

I looked up, she had my digital video camera. I must've turned pale. "Crystal!" I squeaked.

"Hush," she scolded. "Answer me, you like big dicks fucking your slut pussy, isn't that right?"

I thought, "Oh god, she was recording this." I wondered if anyone would see it, while knowing all the while that someday, someone would.

"Yes, ma'am," I whispered softly.

"SAY it," she commanded.

"I like it when you make me fuck guys with big dicks," I said more firmly. I felt a tear drop onto my cheek. I didn't know if it was a tear of shame or one of excitement. 

I could feel the camera take me in, the little submissive slut in all her glory, dripping some guy's cum she barely knew. 

"Now, I want you to tell me the story," she barked. "Tell me everything, from the time you left here until you got back. Don't leave anything out. You know I'll talk to Seth, if you leave anything out I'll whip your ass raw with my belt and I'll think twice about letting you do something like this again."

Those thoughts electrified me. She'd never done anything but spank me even though I secretly wished for more. I was instantly torn between wanting her to know it all, and keeping some of it out just so she would use the belt on me. Suddenly, the thought of her not allowing me to fuck guys motivated me. It was as if she had uncorked the bottle and all my desires and submissiveness flowed out.

"Yes, Crystal, ma'am," I said. She went to sit on a chair she'd pulled up in front of me. She kept the camera on me.

"Good, I want you to stay just as you are, a naked, dripping slut, while I tape you telling me the story."

"You...you won't let anyone see it ever, will you?" I begged.

"Of course I will," she said to my shock. "Everyone at my work, for sure, just for advertisement for future adventures. I'll probably make copies for people and maybe put it on the website."

I almost choked. I knew that in the moment, she could just be saying all of those things just for the effect on me, still, the possibility loomed and I wasn't sure I wanted it all anyway. There was a website we both liked, mostly related to lesbian things. There were lots of risqué pictures, stories, that sort of thing but many of the stories or pictures were also heterosexual in nature. People just posted what they wanted for others to see. Someday, they might be seeing or hearing me, I feared.

"Crystal..." I whined. "Don't show this to anyone."

"Hush, being a slut isn't easy, I'm sure. But this is one way to get used to it," she smirked. "Now start talking. If it isn't good I'm going to make sure Bill and Josh get the first copy of this," she laughed. Bill and Josh were those neighbors I mentioned before.

"Oh god," I thought. It was like a beacon of light shining on my sluttiness.

Crystal was waiting.

I collected my thoughts quickly. I had every intention of telling her everything, as much as she wanted to hear. I just wasn't expecting this, a videotaped confession, as it were.

"Ok, first, I walked outside with just my coat and my heels. The panties did very little to comfort my anxiety," I said hesitatingly. She smiled. "I had so many thoughts. What was going to happen? What was he going to want?" Crystal just nodded for me to continue. I was very aware of the camera rolling.

"So as I drove across town I got more than a few looks from people in the big SUV's, since I know they could see down into the car. I was showing more than just a lot of leg, as you know," I said, smiling shamefully at her. "I actually wondered that if you knew about people seeing in that you'd want me to remove my panties and let them....you know....see everything. Sitting with the coat on, it rode up my legs, it didn't cover me...."

"Interesting," she opined. "You're right, if I'd known, I'd definitely had you remove them, preferably with someone watching."

I gulped at the thought of that. Crystal was a master at this, how I hadn't seen it before, I just don't know. She was a natural dominant.

"I suppose I feared that," I chuckled softly.

"And I suppose that the next time you have a thought like that and you don't tell me, or call me, that your ass is going to be red for a week," she said smugly.

That thought made me squirm on the floor. "Ok, mistress," I said. I was really into this now. I'd never called her ma'am or mistress before, but now it all seemed so natural. I continued. "So, I got to his house. I could see him in the window. He was waiting. I couldn't believe I was about to do this. The thought that you had told him he could have me, as long as he wanted, how he wanted was just so surreal. But reality set in quickly when I saw him looking out the window at me. I could see the lust in his eyes even from the driveway. I remembered what you said about taking off my panties before I met him at the door. I watched him as I slid my panties off in the car. Our eyes locked the whole time. Crystal, god, I was soaking. You know I haven't had a dick since we've been together, and forgive me, but you know how much I wanted it."

"Yes," she muttered wistfully at first, but quickly followed it with a wry smile.

"I met him at the door. He basically attacked me. The coat was off me in the first ten seconds. I was just in heels, for him to use. He was kissing me deeply, his hands were all over me." Crystal just nodded.

"He was pawing me roughly, he had my tits in his big hands. He pulled and tugged my nipples. He was making me stand on my tippy toes while he did it to try and get relief. He was just laughing at my predicament. I knew you'd like that," I said, eyeing her reaction.

She smiled, "yes, I like that a lot."

"After a few minutes he started to calm down a bit. He became more gentle. I think he realized that it was all true, that it wasn't some sort of game you concocted to trick him. He realized that I was there, that I was his, until he was done with me. I remembered to hang up the coat and tell him what you wanted me to say. I pulled away from his kiss."

"The coat..." I started before he tried to kiss me again. I pushed him away but only to tell him what you wanted. "The coat. Don't let me have my coat again until I earn it back." He gave me the goofiest smile.

"Will do," he said. "So, no strings attached, anything off limits?"

Crystal, hon' you know that made me the most uncomfortable, while still driving me crazy. But I told him your rules.

"Um, don't hurt me, or mark me permanently, I said, stressing the word as you suggested. You are free to use me any way you wish, other than that." I have to admit, I almost forgot the last part, and I'm sure you'd whip me good if I did," I told Crystal, as she sat there nodding. 

Again, a big part of me wished I had forgot, just so I'd have to suffer the consequences, but I'm sure it will all come to pass either way.

I continued my tale. "I told him, I almost forgot. Don't let me go until I've drained your balls of cum. No matter how many times, or how long, use me until you can't get it up anymore."

"Goddamn!" was all he said. Crystal just laughed. My face turned crimson, knowing the world may some day see this confession of mine on their PCs.

"I expected the first thing he'd do is have me suck him. I was only partially right. He nudged me to my knees and had me suck on his already hard cock. Crystal, at this point I'm still in his doorway and within minutes, if not seconds I'm on my knees, naked, sucking his big cock."

"Um hmm," she cooed. "Just like the slut you are."

My face reddened again. I thought of my mother seeing this. Suddenly it hit me. Crystal is a good friend of my brother's, they were in the same classes throughout high school. It was how I eventually met her. I wondered to myself, would she ever show him? "Oh god," I thought. Still, the thought of her being able to control me like this was driving me crazy with lust. I saw Crystal waiting for me to continue. I wondered if she was reading my mind about my brother. 

"He only let me suck him for a minute. I was sure he'd try and fill my mouth up. I'd teased him before, at your work parties, I'd told him I was a swallower. I thought he'd make me do it like that first. Instead, he pulled me up and tugged me over to the couch. He bent me over the back of it. I could feel his hands on my ass, readying himself. Crystal, ma'am, I don't think I'd ever wanted a cock in me more than at that moment. The whole situation, your control, the humiliation, along with the fact that it had been so long, I must've already been dripping by that point. He eased it into me at first. It was nice and big, and thick, just like you told me. I'm not sure how you got that information," I joked. "But, it wasn't in my pussy long before his thrusts got deeper. Each time he bumped his hips up against my ass and buried himself all the way in me I'm sure I gasped. He took that as encouragement and thrusted harder. He now had my hands behind my back, he was holding them tight. Otherwise, I'm sure I'd have been able to cum just by touching my clit at that point. I'm pretty sure that's the deepest anyone's been in me. He started to tell me to say what I wanted. He seems to have a bit of a dominant streak as well. I must be the type that just looks like she wants to be humiliated," I smiled shyly as Crystal nodded in agreement. "I told him what he wanted to hear. " 

" I'm your slut, sir. fuck this slut like you want to fuck her. Fuck me like the whore I am. Don't let me leave until you've used me up." 

"It didn't take much encouragement. He came in me like he'd been on death row for years. I didn't think anyone could cum that much. I could feel it filling me."

"Uh, yuck," Crystal murmured, though kiddingly. I had noticed before that Crystal seemed to enjoy my stories of my promiscuous nature with men and that she seemed particularly fascinated by cum, even if her response was almost always "Yuck". 

She put the camera on a coffee table, still running and pointed at me. She let me put my arms down to rest them, she could tell I was in a bit of discomfort. 

"I'll let you rest for a second," she said thoughtfully. "You aren't used to that position. "Someday soon, though, you'll be able to hold it all night."

That thought sent an electric jolt straight to my pussy. I felt her hands on me. She was caressing me, at first on my arms, as the circulation returned. She thoughtfully returned with a couch cushion and let me kneel again on it.

"Ok, rest time is over, continue," she said firmly. She remained at my side though. She motioned for me to look at the camera as I talked. Her hands were still on me. She began softly kissing me, first my lips, then my cheek, down to my neck. Again, she urged me to continue.

"We rested for a bit. Well, I should say, he rested for a bit. He ordered me around. He had me get him a beer. Then, when I brought it, he complained I didn't bring him a glass. When I brought him the glass he said the beer wasn't cold, to get him another one. I know most of it was just so he could look at my ass swishing back and forth each time. I played it up, as I knew you'd want." 

Crystal's lips found my nipples. I sighed as her soft mouth and tongue sucked and flicked over them. 

"I knew it was getting him excited. He was really nosy, he kept asking why I was doing this, if he could have me like this all the time. He mentioned if I ever wanted to fuck his friends to let him know. Heck, he even asked if I'd do the pizza guy if he called for one.

Crystal stopped sucking for just a second. "And what did you tell him?"

"I told him it was all up to you," I said.

"Good answer," she giggled. "You aren't telling me how you were feeling in all this though, I want more of that," she said before going back to her play.

I could feel Seth's cum leaking out of me now, though I'm sure it was mixed now with my new excitement from all this humiliation play, along with Crystal's deft touch and soft, warm mouth.

"Truthfully, I was hot. Hotter than hot. He's kind of a lunkhead, a simpleton. Any other time a guy like this wouldn't have a chance with me, well, other than his big dick. I suppose that always had a chance with me," I giggled at my whorishness.

"Honestly, I almost took it as a challenge, that he took me off the blowjob so quickly. I wanted to please him in that way. I felt I had to. I dropped to my knees while he was sipping on his beer. He let me slowly work him up. I could taste me all over his cock and balls. That's the beauty of young guys, he got hard quickly. I knew he would last longer this time. I was glad. I really wanted to enjoy sucking his cock."

"And prove to him you are a swallower, right?" Crystal laughed. Again, I noticed a flicker of interest in that part of the story.

"Yes," I blushed. "He was very gentle this time. He caressed my head and my hair as I blew him. Since he'd already cum, I could take my time, knowing there wasn't such urgency. I licked his balls and sucked on them one by one. Guys love that." Crystal shrugged, laughing, she knew nothing of this.

He started moaning. I eased my finger up his ass. He yelped a bit but let me do it. He was glad he did. I could tell his urgency ramp up as I finger fucked him while I slurped his big cock. It shocked me how much he came since he'd just filled me up earlier. But, there I was, unable to keep all of it in my mouth and it dripped out the sides and down my face, onto my tits and stomach. I knew you'd want me to prove I wasn't a liar, so as he sat back, exhausted, I slowly began to scoop up the cum on my face and lick it off my finger. I repeated it with the cum from my tits, then finally the cum that had dripped down to my belly button. His eyes were wide. I felt like a total slut. I'm sure that was your aim, but you did it. I felt so debased, yet so on fire. If he'd not cum twice already I'd have climbed on his pole there and rode myself to some shattering orgasms. He wasn't totally unsympathetic though. He made me lie on my back on his rug and spread my legs. He told me to play with myself. He told me to make myself cum for him. Oh god, I wanted to cum so badly it hurt, but I wanted to save some of it for when I either had a tongue in me, or a cock, either one. So I gave him a show. I finger fucked myself and tickled my clit and came. It was one of those nice cums, one with some built up frustrations released, but not a total mind blower, ya know"? Crystal nodded in understanding.




Little Red Coat Ch. 02



"I wanted to cum on his tongue or dick, and I thought I'd still have my chance. He kept pressing me about fucking his friends or the pizza guy. He said he could have two friends over in ten minutes or the pizza in 30 minutes. I could tell he was using it as motivation to get himself up again. I kept telling him it was up to you. I even suggested that he call you and see what you'd say."

Crystal shrugged, "he never called."

"I know," I sighed. I realized my sigh made it evident to her and to anyone who ever watched the tape that I had revealed myself there.

"I sat on his lap for the next hour or so. He kissed and fondled me the whole time. He fingered my pussy and my ass. My pussy was so worked up I probably could've taken on his friends." I glanced quickly in her direction as I said it, she smiled knowingly. Her hands had now found my pussy, her fingers stroked me gently, expertly. I squirmed under her touch.

"So, his cock started to stir again. He picked me up and carried me to the bedroom. I really thought he was going to fuck my ass, since he had fingered me. I was kind of apprehensive, I mean, I've had cocks in my ass before, as you know, but his was big." Still, I wanted it, I can't deny it, if he asked, I'd let him have it. Instead he took my pussy again, missionary style. Slowly, almost lovingly. He held my hands above my head as he grinded his cock into me rhythmically. Damn, that boy can sure fuck," I groaned, recalling it all. "It was my chance. I grinded my hips up into him, it ground against my clit. Over and over as he thrust into me, my clit pounded back against his hips. I came so hard I swear I saw blue smoke, you know, like when lightning hits?" 

Crystal just smiled and dipped her fingers into me, slowly fucking me, all the while her wonderful mouth nipped and sucked at my nipples.

"My cumming made him excited and drove him over the edge, so he came again, our orgasms overlapped. He must've gone without for weeks because all the cum had me sloshing. We must've fallen asleep for awhile because when I woke he was standing in the bedroom doorway with my coat.

"Here, I think you earned this," he grinned.

"I'd say so," Crystal said, her mouth popping off my nipple for just a second. "Knowing you though, I'll bet you would've stayed the night."

"Yes, ma'am," I said shyly. I'd have stayed, as you wanted, until he couldn't fuck me any more. But, I also wanted to come home to you."

"Mmm, hmmm, and here you are," she said with lust. My brain was spinning, her hands, mouth and fingers were driving me crazy. The whole situation, the night with Seth, the humiliation of the camera and now her magic touch. It was intoxicating. 

Crystal slid under me so that I was now squatting over her. Her mouth lapped at my pussy. 

"Come for me," she urged. It didn't take long, I bucked on her like a crazy woman as it overpowered me. I didn't remember the camera until I started to recover. I knew that moment was preserved for posterity for all to see.

Crystal got up and pulled me to the couch. She had me return the favor. The woman tastes like fucking honey, I swear, it's awesome. 

I licked her to a half a dozen orgasms, each one seemingly outdoing the last which is opposite of her normal pattern. When it was done we spent time licking up the juices on our glistening faces. I noticed she seemed particularly excited by the new taste of his cum (new to her that is). 

Crystal bounced up and took my little red coat and hung it by the door.

"From now on, this is your slut uniform, for all your future games. I think as today, I'll have you take your coat off, hang it on the hook and have you assume your submissive position while I listen to the story at my leisure."

I nodded. "So there will be future games?" I asked, hopefully, and probably too obviously. 

"Yes, yes, of course," she replied giddily. I told you, there are many more guys from work who all want a piece of you. There's the two neighbor guys, I may even let Seth have you again, now that I see how that all worked out. Plus, I'd like to hear more about those friends, and the pizza thing, who knows?" She giggled. "And that doesn't include whoring you out to strangers, I have a lot of ideas on that." She was smiling. I knew that some of that surely must have been the lust talking, especially the part with strangers, she was always leery of that. Still, her look had changed, she had a strong, confident, sure look about her. I wasn't sure of anything anymore. She'd taken to this so quickly, so decisively. I wasn't sure where this would lead but I was ready and willing to go along for the ride.



Little Red Coat Ch. 03



{Part three of "Little Red Coat" Part two described how my lover, Crystal, send me over to Seth, her coworker, to get my fill of cock.} 

I awoke the next morning with Crystal lapping at my pussy lovingly. She seemed mesmerized by the different taste (caused by my pussy being flooded with Seth's cum). 

"Does it always taste like this?" She asked me, when she saw that I was awake.

"Well, I think it tastes better when it's fresh," I smiled.

She just turned up her nose like the whole thing was gross but I noticed she didn't stop lapping my pussy. She'd never been with a man before and I hadn't been with a woman before her, other than a couple of experimental things in college. I think that her seeing such my lustful reaction to being fucked piqued her interest about the whole thing, in general. I didn't see her turning heterosexual or anything, I just think my reactions to being fucked interested her, maybe even excited her.

Crystal had mentioned allowing her boss to use me. As the work week went on I wondered if that was just talk in the heat of lust. Crystal didn't mention anything at all. I even wondered if that last thing with Seth was a one-time thing. I thought that maybe she was having second thoughts about letting men have me. I mean, once a week, even at the first mention of it that seemed like it was quite a sacrifice on her part. I thought that it was selfish of me to even consider wanting it. But I did want it. I didn't even reveal to her how much.

The whole thing had energized Crystal though. She was certainly more dominant than before, at least more willing to express it. She began making me disrobe at the door and spend the rest of the time at home naked. She caressed and touched me more. It seemed as if she was tormenting me sometimes. She'd pet and stroke me, often my tits and my pussy, until I started to get hot and she'd back off. She was teasing me. Usually, she just took me when she wanted. She seemed more focused, more interested in readying me for something. Like I've said before, there isn't a more thoughtful and giving person in the world than Crystal. If she was doing anything, she was doing it for me.

It was Friday, I was leaving work. I remember thinking, "well, I guess it was just a one-time thing." I didn't blame her for backing off her idea, I knew I wouldn't be so selfless if it was me. I was in my car on the way home when I got a call from her.

"I laid everything out for you tonight. Go right to the shower. Get yourself cleaned up then get dressed then and only then read the note I left on the table." 

I got an instant rush of excitement and fear. She hadn't forgotten. Of course she hadn't. She wasn't the type. I got home and did as she said...only...I couldn't resist reading the note, I was just too anxious.

The note read, "Tonight I told you I promised you to my boss. You met him before. He's the silver haired married guy."

I remembered. He was in his early 50s, in good shape for his age. He had the proper cocky confidence of a man who owned his own business. Cocky, even arrogant guys turn me on for some reason. It's like they know they can have you if they want and they know that you know it as well. His name was Glenn and he never failed to flash that, "I can have you if I tried," smile of his. He was a bit of a power hungry jerk...but that smile...that confidence. I'd always turned my nose up whenever Crystal mentioned him. I thought I hid the underlying sparks from her. She couldn't resist telling me how he bragged to the other guys there that someday, someway, he'd have me on my knees sucking his cock.

Her note continued, "Glenn doesn't want to be seen around town with some 23 year old blonde whore. As such, I've agreed for you to meet him at Victorio's at 7:30. Don't be late, do not reflect badly on me or you'll be punished."

I always got a thrilling jolt whenever she used those words to describe me, "whore," "slut," it drove me crazy. She was much more inclined to use it now than before. I also got a bit weak kneed when she mentioned punishment. Victorio's was an elegant restaurant about ten miles out of town.

"You may or may not know it, but Glenn has badgered me ever since he met you. He knew we were in a relationship but that didn't stop him. He hasn't been shy about saying what he wants. He's a pig, but, a couple of the former secretaries mentioned he has a nice sized cock, I knew you'd like that. He has told me the last six months that he'd have you sucking his cock someday. Today is that day.

I could almost see her smirking at that. She knew what the thought of that did to me.

I flipped to the next page. My heart was fluttering. It was blank.

"What the fuck?" I thought, just then I realized that Crystal was right behind me.

"Uh huh, curiosity got the best of you, eh slut?" She said with a sexy sneer.

I apologized profusely. She just kept shaking her head at me.

"I should just call the whole thing off," she said threateningly.

"No! No!" I begged.

"No?" She asked. "Why shouldn't I? Silly slut can't even follow the simplest rules."

Again, I apologized, I had tears in my eyes. I really did not mean to disappoint her.

"Convince me," she urged. "Tell me why I should let you have all the fun that I set up for you when you can't even do the simplest thing for me?"

I begged her, I pleaded. Her beautiful face remained cool, aloof.

Then it hit me. Punishment. She'd threatened it, I'd secretly desired it. That was my ticket out.

"Punish me when I get home," I said hopefully.

"Um hmm," she said thoughtfully. "How? Tell me more."

"Spank me," I said hopefully. Again, her face remained hardened. It wasn't enough. I hesitated only slightly. "Whip my ass red. Use your belt if you have to." She'd threatened it before.

"Interesting. Go on," she said, her face had softened a bit.

"Well, when I get home...and I'm not sure when I'm supposed to...did you promise me all weekend like you said before?"

Crystal laughed. "Not this time, that was just a threat to make you excited. No, dear. Unfortunately for you, probably, this is just a one nighter again."

"Ok, when I get home, whip me with your belt..." I could see I had to negotiate, it wasn't enough yet. I was thinking on my feet. "Right here in the entryway. You know how Bill and Josh are always coming and going. You know how they always look in through the smoked glass. I'm sure they saw me naked Friday night, on the floor, in that submissive pose. I'm sure they'll look even harder and longer next time."

"Nice..." Crystal said with interest. "Still, the chances they'd be by at just the right time..." She said with doubt. "Unless..." she thought aloud. "Unless we made sure of it somehow."

That was it, I had her interest. "Yes, yes, we'll make sure of it. I'll come home after allowing Glenn....well....whatever you agreed to let him have. Then, I'll come home, take off my coat and kneel naked for you right in the entryway. Then, you whip my behind like I deserve and Bill and Josh will at least get to see some of it, through the smoked glass."

"Yes," she purred. "They won't be able to see it like a high def porn site but they'll certainly know it is you, that you are naked, and you are getting your ass belted. I like that a lot." She always did get a kick out of exhibiting me. She enjoyed it when I dressed up all sexy and showed everyone pretty much what I've got.

It was settled. She allowed me to shower quickly. I went to the bedroom. This time she'd laid out a nice black dress. It was a cocktail dress. It was short but very beautiful. I was going to Victorio's after all. She'd allowed me some frilly panties, also matching black. There was no bra. My tits would fill the top out nicely, there would be plenty for Glenn, and anyone around, to ogle. I giggled to myself that the outfit didn't include my little red coat or, as she called it, my "slut outfit". I dressed and went out and modeled it for her. She whistled.

"You'd better get out of here before I call the whole thing off and tie you to the bed and have my way with you," she said wistfully.

"Wow, such great choices," I chuckled.

"Get!" she laughed, as she swatted me on the butt. "Oh, don't forget your coat. Obviously don't wear it with the dress, you'll need it later. Trust me. Meet him, hand it to him and follow his direction." I nodded.

I was off. I was about to be given to another man I barely knew. The excitement of it, and what was going to happen later, was spurring my pussy on. 

As I drove I thought of what I'd promised her. A whipping, with a belt. I'd never had that before but the thought of it had my nipples so hard I thought I'd wear holes in the light fabric of that dress. Still, the Bill and Josh thing. Did she actually mean that? I knew she despised drunk, stupid guys like that. Would she really allow them to ogle me like that? If so, they'd never leave me alone. They ogle, leer and make lewd comments enough as it is. I knew I'd find out soon, though.

My thoughts turned to Glenn as I pulled into the parking lot. I thought of what Crystal said. "He doesn't want to be seen with some blonde 23 year old whore." That's all I was to him. I knew it, he knew it. I knew much of that was Crystal's doing. She was tapping directly into that need in me to be humiliated. She was doing a wonderful job. I certainly felt like a whore when I entered the restaurant. He was sitting in a corner booth, he waved me over.

I handed him my little red coat, as I was instructed to do. I sat down, he was smiling the whole time. Not a "nice to see you, glad you are here" kind of smile. It was more of a wolfish smile It was a "you're my whore tonight and I can do as I wish," smile. He patted the seat next to him and had me slide over closer to him. We had a great dinner. Victorio's is always the best. He had his arm around me the whole time, to others around we were just a couple. A May/December couple, maybe, but a couple. We had some wine with dinner. I didn't know if Crystal had told him how wine loosened me up. We were in the corner, it was slightly darkened. It was darker than any other part of the room. There were only three other tables in our section. One was empty. The other two were the only others with any vantage point to our table. The rest of the restaurant was separated with head high walls. It was for intimacy. His face had lost his smile, it had turned serious.

"So, you know I've wanted you since I met you, right?" He asked. I nodded shyly. I avoided his prying gaze.

"And tonight you are mine, as Crystal has promised. You aren't going to back out or anything are you?" He asked. Again, I just nodded, no.

"Look at me, slut," he growled in a low tone. He took his finger and pulled my chin so that I was forced to look at him.

"Tell me what you are here for," he urged. I could feel his lust growing. The wine had no doubt loosened him up as well. I could hear a tinge of a slur in his voice.

"I'm not sure, really," I squeaked, just above a whisper. "I mean, for sex, yes. But I mean Crystal didn't tell me what, exactly."

He nodded knowingly. "Yes, I talked to Crystal at length about this." That thought made me squirm in my seat, that they had talked at length about how he was to use me. "We agreed on 'the menu' of tonight, so to speak," he said, laughing at his own joke. "Crystal said you'd do everything she and I agreed to. Will you?"

My face was red with shame when I answered, "Yes, if Mistress wished it, I will do it." I thought for a moment then I added, "you know I have to tell her everything I do here tonight, right?" 

I was giving myself a safety net. He couldn't just freelance it and do what he wanted. Crystal would know and it might ruin any other chance he might have with me. He just laughed.

"Sneaky little slut," he chuckled. "Don't worry, there's enough that we agreed to to make it all worthwhile."

I gulped at that thought. What had Crystal gotten me into? She knew me though, at that moment I was so nervous I was shaking. It wasn't fear. It was lust, the thought of being on the precipice of being used. That's what my body was reacting to.

He held my face in his hands for a moment. "Suck me," he growled.

"What?" I coughed out. "Here?"

"Yes, here," he said firmly. "For me, that it what you are here for. I told everyone I knew that I'd have you sucking me off and now you will be," he said smugly.

I looked around frantically. The tablecloth hung down to the floor. I could certainly slip under it and not be seen. The problem would be that the men at the other two tables would have to know where I was, since one had to walk past them to get anywhere else, like the restrooms. I gulped. This was one of Crystal's ideas, for sure. She had been into public play before. She'd fingered me to orgasm more than once in restaurants just like that. Once, I was still cumming when the waiter came to deliver our bill. She just smiled and finished me off under the table. The waiter turned beet red but stood there watching me finish. It was awesome. I'd never been so embarrassed and turned on at the same time before.

"Do it!" He urged louder. " Or I'll tell Crystal..." he said threateningly. His voice was loud enough for others to hear. I knew I'd better act fast before everyone was looking our way. I quickly looked around and saw an opening. I dropped quickly under the table. It was dark. The only light was around his waist. He was holding up a part of the table cloth. I reached for his crotch. His cock was warm but not hard. I rubbed it for a few seconds. It was nerve wracking. I could hear the goings on of the restaurant around me, plates clattering, people chatting. I unzipped him. I took the head of his cock in my mouth. He bragged he'd have me sucking his cock and now, here I was. Just his cock sucking whore. He groaned, not loudly, but it worried me. "What would his groan be like when he's shooting off inside me?" I wondered.

I got him hard quickly. I didn't really want to linger this time. No doubt the excitement of the possibilities of the night and the current moment made it easy for him. I took him in my mouth and sucked gently but insistently on him. He was big. Not as big as Seth, maybe, but had a bit of girth on his side. I slobbered over his tip, wetting him. He groaned again. He had the cloth pulled up. My face was in his hands, he was looking at me blowing him. I began a steady rhythm on his cock. I slurped and sucked the head then I descended down the shaft in long licks. Occasionally I tickled his balls with my tongue while my hand stroked up and down his shaft. I concentrated mostly on sucking on the head though, like he was fucking my mouth. I didn't think either of us wanted this to take too long. 

Suddenly I heard our waiter at our table. I nearly froze. Glenn had put the cloth down, I was mostly in darkness again, though my mouth never left his cock. I slowed down though, while I listened. Glenn and the waiter carried on a conversation like nothing was happening. Men have that weird ability to get sucked on yet divert their attention like it's nothing. I sucked off plenty of men that were driving a car at the time to know.

"So, are you ready for dessert?" asked the waiter. "Should I wait for...your uh...wife?"

Glenn laughed. "Naw, she's not my wife, in fact, I just met the woman at your bar. She is a hottie though, ain't she? I think she's a bit of a slut too, if you know what I mean. I think she's got nice cock sucking lips, don't you agree?"

"Oh wow," the young waiter replied. "God yes, she's hot, good luck to you on that, sir. I'll come back when she gets back."

I took the silence to mean he was gone. I returned to throat fucking Glenn in earnest. It didn't take long after that, perhaps the thrill of the public nature of it got him going more, I don't know, but I felt him moving and squirming around. He was ready. When he started to shoot I sucked him in tightly, I didn't want it spilling everywhere. He filled my throat, I barely even swallowed, it just went straight down. I licked him clean then he urged me to come back up. I was still halfway up when the waiter came around the corner again. I turned red. He was obviously flustered but approached anyway.

"Dessert?" he asked nervously. He was starting to perspire.

Glenn laughed, "Sure, I'll have the tiramisu, we might have to just share, though she might be too full now," he said as he winked at the young man.

The waiter bounded off as I avoided his gaze, my face still scarlet. It was only then I noticed the looks from the other table. Men were smiling. Glenn acknowledged their smiles. He got a few "thumbs up." I nearly melted into my seat. It was then that Glenn motioned for me to lick my lower lip. A drop of his cum still hung there. I licked it up quickly as I saw all the men watching me, I nearly fainted. "Fuck," I suddenly thought, "the waiter saw it too!"

Glenn was grinning mischievously. "I knew you'd suck a mean cock, women like you just have that fucking look about you. You love it though, don't you?" He asked me directly. I felt I couldn't get any redder than I already was but he was certainly trying. I nodded.

"C'mon whore, say it," he urged.

"I like sucking cocks," I sputtered. I hoped I hadn't said it too loudly, even if that was his intention in the first place.

"Um hmm," he said, "Big cocks, especially."

"Yes," I said, more under control. "I like sucking big cocks, especially ones like yours." 

"Yes, of course you do. I always knew that about you," he said confidently. "I'm going to tell everyone at work that I was right about you all along. And, as I've discussed with Crystal, I'm going to make you prove that on my cock, over and over in the future. You're just going to be the bosses cock sucking slut." That made him smile. I knew Crystal was behind this part especially. The thought of her hearing about all this made my pussy even creamier than it already was. I wanted her so badly at that point. I didn't figure Glenn was the type to be into pleasing me. But, I didn't think that in a mean spirited way. This wasn't about my pleasure, at least not orgasms. This was about my being used, in the way that deep down, I needed to be used. 

We had our dessert while the men at the other tables ogled us. Glenn made a show of "feeding" me the Tiramisu with his fork and they watched me have to stick my tongue out to get it, as Glenn wanted. Glenn pulled down the front of my dress to reveal more of my tits. I was nearly busting out as it was. I can just say the other men appeared happy with this new development. The waiter fidgeted wildly when he brought us our bill. No doubt the new view of my tits had him fantasizing wildly. I wondered if this was all it was going to be about tonight, not that I was complaining. I got a big cock to suck. I was already anxious to tell Crystal all about it. I should've known the two of them had more in mind.

Glenn seemed ready to leave. "Are we going now?" I asked. I figured he'd take me to a motel somewhere and try and fuck my brains out, at least that's what I was hoping. That wasn't in the cards at the moment. 

"Well, I may or may not stay for the time being, you on the other hand have another task."

The way he said "task" made my skin burst full of goose bumps. My pussy reacted as well. "What task...Sir?" I said, showing my submission to him.

He smiled at that. "Wow, that almost makes me feel sorry for what I'm about to have you do...almost," he grinned. "Are you willing? Are you going to do whatever I ask you to do, what Crystal also wanted?"

"Yes, yes I am," I panted. I didn't care what it was, they had me so hot that I was ready to jump anything just to get off.

"Well, she really had you pegged, for sure," he said. "She told me you'd get off on all this. Ok then, here's what you are going to do."




Little Red Coat Ch. 03



I notice he said, "going to do" as if there was no way I could ever refuse. It was probably correct.

"Go into the bathroom. Not the ladies. The men's room..." My jaw dropped.

"Don't worry," he said firmly. "Don't think that Crystal didn't have a hand in all this. It's all going to go as we both want." That didn't calm my fears much.

"So, go into the bathroom, last stall. I took the light bulb out. It's pretty dark in that corner. Take off all your clothes but your heels." My eyes were nearly bulging out of my head. "Throw your remaining clothes, the dress, your panties and your purse into a bag I have stashed behind the toilet. Then, take the bag and drop it off outside the door. Be careful not to be seen...unless you want to be seen, that is," he laughed.

"But my clothes...how do I...? I asked hesitatingly.

"Hush, do you trust Crystal or not?" He said, his face growing irritated. "Are you or are you not a slut that wants to be humiliated and used as your mistress and I want?" I hesitated. He pressed on, "weren't you the one that just sucked my cock and swallowed my cum under this table while a half dozen guys looked on, knowing what you were doing under there?" I nodded meekly. "And, didn't that turn you on?" He asked, not even needing the answer. "I thought so. Now do it. You are going to go in there, strip, put your clothes in a bag and place it outside the door. Crystal and I have looked into your safety. Well, maybe her more than me. I didn't see why a slut like you wouldn't want to be gang banged anyway, but Crystal insisted. So go!"

"Fuck," I didn't know that Crystal had such a devious side. I started to rise. "Oh wait, this one is just for me. He whispered in my ear for me to take off my panties. Reluctantly I did so. He made me hand it to him over the table. I'm sure the other men could see. 

"Now, on your way out...I mean that dress is pretty short anyway...but make sure the men at the tables get a good view of that ass. I was pouting, but listening intently. "I don't care how you do it, in fact, making it look more like an accident would probably even be better, just find a way. I want anyone at those tables to get a full view of your entire ass. That ass that needs tapping so much it'll go to such great lengths to get it," he laughed. He quickly ran his hand up my leg. He felt the warmth between my legs, but stopped short of inserting his fingers in me. I almost felt like grabbing his hand and forcing them in me at that point. He nudged me out. 

I walked past the leering men. I didn't have any idea how I was to expose my ass to them that wouldn't be an obvious invitation to follow me to the bathroom and gang rape me. As exciting as that fantasy may be I was sure I didn't want that. I walked past. I had to squeeze between the two tables. The men I made eye contact with gave me goofy smiles. I was just past them, right near the bar. I had an idea. The bar stools were the swiveling kind with high backs and luckily for me they were the tall kind, where you had to step up to it. I saw Glenn watching over my shoulder. I slowly lifted my leg up and tried to lift some of the material with that movement. I was hoping it would ride up and expose me. I wasn't sure. I sat down. I ordered a drink, I think I felt I just needed another one to still my nerves. I got a call on my cell phone. It was Glenn.

"Not a bad try, hon' but it didn't work. You couldn't see anything."

I looked back and I nodded to him. I got my drink. I paid for it. The guys were watching me, though not as intently. I planned this carefully. I backed up into the back of the chair, while making sure the dress folded upward in a bunch. I downed the shot I'd ordered. I slammed it on the bar. "That should get their attention," I thought. As I slid off the stool I made sure the back of the dress that had gotten pushed up stayed that way. I slid off the front of the chair slowly. I felt the cold air on my ass. I knew it was fully exposed this time. I took a couple steps before I felt the fabric fall back with gravity. It was a very long two steps, I felt every eye at those tables on me. My face was red, not that they saw it, that's not what they were looking at, I'm sure.

I turned the corner. The front entrance and exit was on the right, the men's bathrooms were down a thin corridor on the left. The women's was in the other direction. I darted quickly down the hall, hoping not to be seen. This was all crazy. Crystal wanted this? For me to be naked in a men's room? What was going to happen? My heart was thumping. I think only my love and trust in Crystal kept me from bolting out the front door. I opened the door to the men's room after making sure no one saw me approach. Thankfully, there was no one in there. I rushed to the last stall. It was pretty dark, as he'd said. The light over the stall was missing. I locked the door quickly. I reached behind the toilet. There was a bag. Just a brown paper bag. I hesitated. "This is craziness," I kept telling myself. Suddenly, I heard the door open. I shrank down on the seat quietly. I heard the man use the urinal and just as quickly he left. "Yuck," I thought, he hadn't even washed his hands.

Again, I questioned my sanity. My hands were shaking but, remarkably, I was still hot. My thoughts shifted quickly back to Glenn, my cock sucking, Crystal. I remembered the promised belting, and the possibility of being seen by Bill and Josh. As scared as I was, I was turned on. I was embarrassed by that, this had all come about so recently and yet here I was, about to take another step. I don't know how I got the courage but I stood up and quickly removed my dress. I placed it in the bag with my purse. I stayed in my panties at first. I snuck out of the stall, it was still quiet. I walked to the door and listened. It was quiet. Then, I heard some footsteps. I rushed back to the stall. After a minute I crept back out to the door, it was quiet again. 

I took a deep breath. "Fuck, I can't believe I'm doing this," my mind screamed. I stepped out of my panties and quickly threw them in the bag. In almost the same motion I opened the door just enough to slide the bag out and I dropped in outside the door. Almost instantaneously I heard more footsteps. I quickly shut the door and raced for the stall. I heard the footsteps stop for a moment, then resume their way down the hall. My heart was in my throat. After a minute of silence I crept back out to the door. I inched it open slowly, the bag was gone. I ran back to the stall and locked the door. I was now naked, dressed only in my sluttiest heels, trapped in a men's bathroom. Even at that moment I knew it was Glenn's footsteps. He'd come to get the bag. Of course. At least, that's what I hoped. If someone else found my dress, panties and purse....oh god, I didn't want to even think about that.

My thoughts were interrupted again by the door slamming open. This time it was more than one guy, sounded like three, maybe four.

"Fuck," I heard a drunken voice say, "can you believe that chick?"

"Yeah," said another one, "what an ass she has on her, I'd fuck that thing raw," he said lustily.

"Eh, fuck you, you'd have no chance, even with a slut like that with your little dick," said a third one, laughing.

"I can't believe how that old guy got her to suck him off under the table, that was fucking awesome," said one.

"Eh, no doubt she was a prostitute. You saw how she was dressed. I don't think her showing us her ass was an accident either, probably was trying to advertise for us to follow her outside.'

The others mostly agreed with that assessment but one guy spoke up. "I don't think so, she left ahead of him but she kept looking back at him, he followed her soon after. I think maybe they are just into shit like that, like maybe he told her to show us her ass. Maybe they get off on that kind of stuff."

"Yeah, maybe," one of them said gruffly. "I'd still have liked to tear that ass up."

They all agreed. I didn't make a sound. If they found me there, like that, at that moment I had no doubt that they'd make good on all their boasts. Even in my panic though, I was fighting the thought of "what would that be like?" I couldn't let it happen then, though, I wasn't ready for that. The men finished and I held my breath while they washed their hands. I heard one of the men's footsteps approaching my stall. I was instantly terrified. The sound stopped, I heard the door opening, the other men were leaving. 

"What are you doing?" asked one of the men.

"I dunno, I swore she turned left towards these bathrooms, not the right."

They all laughed. "Ha, so she's waiting in here in the dark for you? Good delusion pencil dick," one guy laughed. 

The guy was nearly at my stall. I heard him sigh and he followed the rest of them out the door. I was alone again. I'll always wonder what would've happened if he'd gone with his hunch. But, as it was I was naked, and stuck there. As my eyes got used to the light I noticed a note taped on the door facing me. I couldn't read it so I snuck out of the stall and headed for the nearest light, paying attention to any sounds as I did so. I read it.

It was from Crystal. "If you made it this far, congrats! I wanted this night to be memorable for you. If all has gone as planned you are naked. Just a slut in high heels in a men's room. I can just picture that." I could almost hear her laughing when she wrote that. "The next step should be no harder, but still challenging. Walk out of the bathroom. Be careful, of course. But turn right. The hall ends one door down. One door is the laundry, the back part of the kitchen. The other is the emergency exit. You have two choices, one, you can go through the laundry..."

A sudden noise startled me and I raced back to the stall. Another man used the urinal, then another. I waited patiently. It had probably been twenty minutes or more being naked like I was. I crept out to finish the letter.

"If you go through the laundry, it's usually pretty busy, but Glenn tells me, occasionally the place is empty. In the back of the laundry there's an exit door. Glenn has put your car right outside that door, the key is in it, the door is unlocked, the bag with your clothes should be in the backseat. " 

"The emergency exit is the quickest, safest way, that is, if Glenn has managed to get the alarm turned off. If not, my naked slut is going to get a lot of attention. Outside this door will be your little red coat. It's not much to cover you, for sure, but it will get you to your car, around the corner. The twist is, as has become part of our game, you'll have to earn your coat back. Your choice. Good luck, I love you lots, Crystal."

"Fuck, she's deliciously wicked," I thought, cursing and praising her at the same time.

I couldn't help but wonder about the emergency exit choice. What would I have to do to "earn" it, for example. I was scared of the alarm going off as well. I knew I had to try the laundry first. I peered out the door stealthily. I wasn't sure about any of this I just knew I had to get out of that bathroom before anything happened. The coast was clear, I darted down the hall. Luckily, there was a cart with linens parked in the hall, pushed up against the wall. I ducked behind it. I looked around carefully then I stood up to peer in the small window of the laundry room. There were several people walking around. I ducked back behind the cart. I heard someone approaching. My tits were heaving, I was panting, I could feel sweat starting to roll down my forehead. Luckily, it was just a man going into the bathroom. I quickly peered again into the laundry. The same number of people, if not a couple more, were working. I couldn't stay in that hall way for long, I knew that, the way they were working in the laundry I knew that the cart that was hiding me would soon be their next project.

There was no choice, I cringed when I hit the emergency bar and pushed. There was no sound. I sighed. I pushed out into the night. It was dark, cool. This was the back of the restaurant. It backed up into an alley and on the other side was woods. The night air caught me sharply. I inhaled quickly. The door slammed behind me. I reached back for it. It was locked! No matter, I was committed. I looked around, I saw nothing, just a few parked cars which I assumed were employees. I thought, what's to stop me from just racing around the corner to my car. I did just that. I glanced around the corner before I darted out. I raced, though unsteadily, on my high heels towards my car. I reached the door, I was almost to safety, I could see the bag of clothes in the back seat. I pulled on the door, it was locked. "What the fuck?" I thought. I looked around, people were starting to come towards me. It was then that I noticed a note under my windshield wiper. I quickly grabbed it and raced back behind the building. I just made it before the people saw me. I waited until their car pulled away before I snuck back around the corner to get enough light to read the note.

It said, "Sorry honey, but if you got this note it meant you didn't go out the laundry room. That means you still have to do it, or, you have to pay the "penalty" for using the emergency exit. As such, and again, it's up to you, but the payment to get your red coat, which also has your car key in the pocket, is to hit the last number dialed on your cell phone." 

I thought, she must be crazy, I'm naked, in an alley behind a restaurant, where does she think I keep my cell phone. She was way ahead of me, of course.

"You'll find your cell phone under the dumpster. I'd suggest you hurry. One of the shifts of the restaurant ends soon and you'll find very little anonymity, even back there. One last thing, the phone, ask for Ted. Tell him you left your coat. Go from there."

I practically raced to the dumpster. I didn't know what I was going to have to do but I couldn't stay like this forever. It was a mildly chilly night, but I was still sweating. It wasn't the only thing that was hot, however. I could feel myself burning, down there, I couldn't believe how much the humiliation had turned me on. I found my phone as instructed. I quickly pushed redial. 

"Hello, Victorio's, how may I help you?" came a lady's voice.

"Fuck," I thought, did Crystal make a mistake? I hesitated, but went ahead anyway. "Uh, yeah, is Ted there?"

"Ted?" came her reply. "Ted, who?"

I don't know who the fuck Ted is either, lady, " I wanted to scream, but I managed to continue. "Um, I left my coat...." I said hopefully, just about to hang up.

"Oh, you must mean the waiter, Teddie. Yes, he mentioned someone left a coat."

"Uh, can I talk to him?"

She seemed irritated by the request but put me on hold. I couldn't believe I was naked and sweating in the dark in an alley while calling a guy I didn't know which would lead to....I don't know what. In the time I was on hold I remembered Ted, or Teddie, had been our waiter. That caused my heart to beat even harder. "Oh fuck," I thought, what were they up to now?"

"Hello?" came his crackly voice.

"Um, is this Ted? Yes? Um, I left my red coat there, I believe."

"Yes, yes, I have it. You left it at your table. Actually I found it under the table..." he said, his voice trailed off as he said it.

"Under the table?" I asked before I realized that Glenn must've planted it there. No doubt he wanted the topic broached. Instantly I knew what Ted must be thinking. I'd left it under the table when I gave Glenn the blowjob.

"Um, whatever," I said quickly. "Can I have it?"

"Of course, are you still in the area? It'll be here. I get off in a few minutes though, I hope you can get it before then," he said almost pathetically hopefully.

"Otherwise, I'll just leave it in the lost and found. It's behind the bar," he said, clearly in a way that showed his dislike for that option.

I saw their plan more clearly now. It was obvious. I forged ahead, but not before taking a big gulp of fresh air.

"Uh...no, I think I'd like to have it tonight," I said, now committed to my course of action.

"Then swing by," he said with a newfound lilt in his voice.

"The thing is," I said, trying to put it in the least craziest way I could.

"Yes?"

"I kind of really need it now," I said reluctantly.

"Ok?"

I had to lay it out, I was naked, it was getting cold. There was no other way. "I'm out back right now," I said, steeling myself the best I could. 

"Out back?" He asked in confusion.

"Yes, yes, I'm out back of the restaurant right now and...well...I'm in a bit of a pickle, as you'll see when you get out here. But just bring the coat right now and..." 

"I can't right at the moment, my manager is already frowning at me. I get off in 15 minutes though..." he said, again hopefully.

"I don't have fifteen minutes," I protested, I wanted to be forceful but I didn't want to tick him off either.

"I'm sorry," he said apologetically.

"But I don't have my coat and it's freezing out here," I whined. I tried to play it up. It wasn't all that cold, in fact, in my current state of heat, the cool energized me, if anything.

"Oh," he said, probably wondering why I just didn't come inside. To his credit, he didn't ask it. "My pick up is back there, it's the red one. I never lock it, the lock is broken. If you want just climb in. There's a key under the seat, turn on the heat if you want. Gotta go!" He said before hanging up abruptly.

You'll never know how slutty you'll feel until you are waiting in a complete stranger's truck clad only in heels, while you wait rather impatiently for him to deliver your salvation in a little red coat to you. I turned on the truck. The heat felt good flowing across my nakedness. One of the vents hit my pussy just right, I could feel how wet I was. "Crystal! You wonderful bitch,' I whined. 

I was startled by Ted's sudden appearance. "Holy shit," he said when he saw me. 

I motioned him in quickly. "What the fuck?" He said while never taking his eyes off my tits.

"Shhh," I whispered. "SO hard to explain," I said, I had to giggle as I said it. It was, after all, so absurd. He had the coat in his hand. He handed it to me. I thanked him quickly as I threw it around my shoulders. I could see his look of sadness when my tits and pussy were suddenly taken from his view, at least to a degree, the coat was short and tight after all. I kissed him on the cheek and swiftly slid out the passenger door. His forlorn face was priceless. I walked toward my car, I felt the pocket. There was a business card in it. It was another note. 

"Did you earn that coat or did you just take advantage of a young man's courtesy?" was all it said. I sighed. I felt the other pocket. It was my key. I was at my car. So close. I slumped my shoulders in a pout but I knew what I had to do. I don't know why I didn't let it happen anyway, I was just a jumble of confused thoughts. I walked back around the corner. I was fully aware at how much skin I was showing in that coat, I didn't care. Ted was pulling out. I panicked. I ran after him on my heels, almost tripping on the way. Finally, he saw me out of his rear view mirror. He stopped at the end of the alley, just before reaching the street. 'Whew," I thought. I climbed in. His eyes were wide.

"Sorry, I'm just so inconsiderate sometimes," I said. "Pull back to where you were."

He didn't need to be asked twice. I had his zipper down and his cock out before he even shifted into park. I had him leave the music and the heat on. It felt good washing over me. I thought of something. I took off my coat again, much to his pleasure. I stepped out of his truck, naked again. I tossed the coat in the bed of the truck and climbed back in with him. "Make me earn the coat back," I said lustily, my mouth grazing his cock. He just groaned an assent. "No, I'm serious. Don't let me go until you think I've earned the right to put that coat back on." My eyes were intently on his. The coat had become a symbol of my submissiveness.




Little Red Coat Ch. 03



He nodded. It was only then that I continued. His cock was small, at least in relative comparison to the last two that I'd had. Probably normal in most other circumstances. Either way, it was the perfect size to suck. I took him deeply. He bucked and moaned the whole time. I kept holding him off, it would've been too quick otherwise. I knew Crystal and Glenn would find out, somehow. I popped my mouth off his dick loudly.

"You saw me sucking that man under the table didn't you?" I teased.

He said, "Fuck yeah, well, I didn't see you but I knew you were doing it."

"That turn you on?" I asked between sucks and licks.

"God yes, you are so fucking hot," he moaned.

"Thanks," I giggled. "Do you think I'm a prostitute or something?"

"Uh, no...well, kinda, well I wondered," he said, probably fearing to upset me.

"No, I'm not," I said. "I just have a wicked person who indulges some of my darker fantasies."

"Is this one of them?" He groaned. He was urging my head back to his 

cock.

"Well, yes. The cock sucking, absolutely, but the nakedness....and other stuff, it's all part of the fun," I grinned. He was just so innocent and non-threatening it made it easy to relax.

"God," I said. "I wish my girlfriend was like you."

I laughed, "well yeah, there aren't many like me, for sure." I found him attractive, in a 19 year old puppy dog kind of way. I felt I owed him more for all this. I took my mouth off his youthful steely hardness. He moaned his displeasure. I grinned. 

"Don't worry, you'll like this," I said lustily in his ear. His hands found my tits and fondled them lovingly. It felt good though at that point he could've bit my nipples clean off and I'd have urged him on. Crystal's wicked games had pushed my excitement to another level. Just when I thought I couldn't get hotter it pushed further. I let him fondle me only for a moment. Then, I climbed on his dick. He groaned his appreciation. 

"Will this earn my coat back?" I teased as I ground circles on his cock.

'Mmm, mmm," he panted incoherently.

"Tell me," I urged. If I let you shoot your cum deep in my pussy can I have my coat back?"

The talk was spurring him on. He wasn't very big, but I was excited enough, I ground onto him purposefully. I had to make sure he didn't cum too soon. It was a delicate balance. 

I was on fire now. The talk was even getting me more horny, my basest desires were coming out.

"If you cum deep in me and I lick your cock clean can I earn my coat back?" I squeaked. My clit and nerves were tingling and clanging like a circus fire truck. He didn't seem inclined to answer. It didn't matter, we both liked what I was saying, it was obvious.

"If it isn't enough maybe you should spank me hard for being such a dirty whore," I panted.

"Ugh," he groaned.

"Damn," I thought, "that was close, I nearly let him cum." I slowed down my pace. I offered my nipples to him. He slurped and licked happily.

I began to grind again, we both needed it, badly. "Maybe if that's not enough, if cumming in my tight pussy and spanking my naughty ass isn't enough, maybe you should take pictures of me like this. All naked and freshly fucked. If you want you can do that," I grunted as I couldn't believe how lost in lust I was. I was on a mission, a mission started and planned by Crystal but now moved on to higher levels by my lust.

"Make me earn that coat," I begged. "After I'm good and red I want you to take my cell phone and take pictures of me in every way you want to. I'll send them all to you, you can show your friends what a whore you got to fuck," I said, wondering if I was even coherent at this point.

"Then, after you fill my slut pussy with your wonderful cum I want you to kick me out of your truck..." I panted lost in the feelings. "Then, I want you to pull to the end of the alley, almost to the street...and make me crawl naked all the way to your truck and then beg for my coat..." The fever that had engulfed me was taking over. I was begging him for things that even I couldn't believe I'd ask for.

"Fuck, fuck," was all he could say, he was so near. 

Suddenly the back door spilled open and a dozen or so workers filed out. Ted's truck was at the end of the row of vehicles but not hidden by any means. Ted shushed me and held me still. I kept trying to grind him anyway. I wanted to get off, I was so close. He waited for cars to leave. He was shy. I didn't care at this point. There were two guys outside their cars, they were talking. 

"Fuck," Ted panted, "Just go," he said under his breath in their direction. "I always hated those two," he muttered. "They were always bragging about fucking all sorts of waitresses and high school girls."

I had an inspiration. "Then let them see you fucking a beautiful, sexy whore right in your truck."

"Naw, I can't." 

His cock was still pressed firmly in me. He hadn't softened at all. "Yes you can," I urged. I started grinding on him again. He didn't stop me this time. He slumped down in his seat though in an effort to stay hidden. I was still in plain view, however, from my torso on up. I resumed my mission to cum. The passenger window was down halfway. I moaned loudly on purpose. I urged Ted on again. "Do it Ted, cum in my slut pussy, spank my tits and ass till they are red, then make me crawl naked for you and beg you for my coat," I groaned, the electricity returned.

Ted tried to shush me. I had none of it. "Fuck me, you stud, fuck my cunt, let me have your cum in me, I want to feel you in me the rest of the night," I said, near a yell. 

That got their attention, I felt them approach. I heard them outside the door before I looked up. I saw them ogling me, just a naked sweaty slut fucking their coworker.

I looked at them directly. "Ted just wanted you to meet his new slut, I'm Lisha, nice to meet you," I said as I ground away on Ted. He was lost at this point, their presence didn't even register to him anymore. The men were startled by my boldness, they only hung around for a second no doubt to see as much of the sexy slut as they could, before they shook their heads in disgust at being shown up and walked away. They pulled off. It was time. 

"You're going to do it, right?" I begged while I took him as deeply as I could. "You are going to fill me up, full. Then take pictures of me...make me crawl...." I panted.

I couldn't hold it any longer, the feelings started in my toes, which were curling by the time the blast hit my clit. I groaned so deeply and loudly it almost scared me. I think all the excitement of seeing me cum on his dick sent him over the edge as well. I could feel him spasming in me even as he chanted, "fuck yeah, all of it, I'll make you do all of it you dirty whore!"

I came again at those words. We had cum together. I wondered what Crystal and Glenn were doing right then. I wondered if either or both of them were lingering in the shadows. I slumped down on Ted in exhaustion. I had surprised myself at how hard I came, even considering his cock size. I pulled off of him reluctantly. We were both bathed in glorious sweat.

"Fuck," he whispered.

I leaned back in my seat and drew my legs up and to the side. "Can I..." I purred. "...can I eat your cum?"

"Fuck," he moaned. I can't possibly get it up again right now."

I giggled. "It's ok, I mean this cum," I said dipping my fingers in my pussy. His eyes got wide. He liked what he was seeing. I reached in with two fingers and scooped out some of his cum. I let it drip from my fingers into my mouth. It was still hot. It was delicious. Normally, I don't say that, but his cum was delicious, as I've found with a lot of younger guys. I dipped my pussy repeatedly and ate his cum out the best I could. He just sat there grinning.

"Thank you for letting me eat it, sir," I said demurely.

"Any time," he cracked.

"Now, get the fuck out of my truck," he said, still grinning.

"Oooo," I moaned, just the tone of his voice thrilled me. He was onto me now, he knew my game.

He made me stand outside his truck. I was standing by the window, my tits hung inside for him to play with.

"What makes you think I should give a little whore like you your coat back anyway?" He said while rolling my nipples roughly through his fingers.

'Um, cuz I earned it?" I begged.

"You didn't earn shit," he said. I was surprised at how forceful he was sounding, even if I wasn't sure he was that type. It certainly got me going, however.

"You're right, sir," I begged. I told you to take pictures of me. I asked you to spank me. I haven't earned anything until you have every picture of me you desire and my ass and tits are as red as this truck. I reached into the passenger seat and handed him the camera.

"I don't know," he said with hesitation.

"Yes, do it," I urged. "Take pictures of the dirty whore and all the red marks you are going to make on her. Show it to your friends. Post it on the internet. Do it!" I begged. Just saying all of it made me get creamy again.

"I can't," he said reluctantly, "I really have to go. Promise me you'll have me do all of that another day," he said, his voice wavering.

I thought it was just part of the game, I begged him again to do it, do it all, the pictures, the spanking, the crawling.

"Yes, yes, I'll do it whenever you want..." I urged, all the while wondering if I could ever agree to something like that without Crystal's approval. At the moment though, I was hot, I'd have promised him anything. And I did.

"Anything you want, sir, to earn my coat back."

"I really think I should've had a video of you fucking me, not just some pictures."

I quickly pressed him on, 'Yes, yes, you deserve it, I've been such a selfish slut tonight. Yes, I'll promise you that, too. Do it all to me!"

"Nice, we have a deal," he smirked. I saw his cock twitch a bit. I wondered if he wasn't done with me.

"Unfortunately I really do have to go," he said, his face showing his extreme reluctance at letting me go. He gave me a shy smile and he started his truck. He wasn't quite done embarrassing me though. He took off down the alley slowly at first while I tried to keep up behind him. My coat was still in the truck bed. He'd slow just to let me catch up only to take off again. He finally reached the street. He let me catch up. I grabbed my coat.

"Remember what you owe me, slut," he said in the most convincing dominant voice he could muster. 

I remember how shocked and disappointed I was. I was surprised at how much I wanted all of it. Even though it was lustful begging, I was surprised how much had come out of me. I'd revealed more of my true nature than I'd known before. This is who I'd become. It was the real me. It wasn't just a game. I wanted it, the submission, the humiliation, the use. Crystal had tapped into a gold mine. 

I walked back down the dark alley slowly. My head was screaming. I was consumed with thoughts that maybe I'd not done enough, maybe Crystal would be disappointed. On the other hand, I wondered if I'd done too much, promised too much, that I'd be punished. Either way they were lustful thoughts, my mind was spinning yet my pussy still hummed. I turned the corner towards my car. I saw the laundry exit door. For a brief moment I wondered if this is really what Crystal and Glen had wanted. Maybe they'd set something up in there. I wondered if I should just drop my coat here in the parking lot and just walk in and let whatever happens, happen. I couldn't see any result other than a gang bang, or a trip to jail for indecent exposure. I wisely decided against it. I made one last attempt at pleasing Crystal. I tossed the coat on the seat and left the clothes in the bag. I'd drive home naked. I'm sure it's what she'd want. As I began to pull away I wondered one more thing. What if Glenn was still in the restaurant, waiting for me? I rethought everything. Every lustful moment. No, I just couldn't see any clue for me to end up with Glenn. I was disappointed in a way. That big cock shoved up my pussy would've felt so good at that moment.

I made it home without anyone wrecking their car or police involvement.

I saw Bill and Josh's lights on from their second floor apartment. I looked at our door. I looked up again. Their music was playing loudly. Yes, they were still up. I thought of everything Crystal had said. I sighed, I rang their buzzer. I was standing in the landing, still naked.

"Yes?" asked Bill over the loudspeaker. 

"Hey, it's Lisha, I think your cat is down here, fighting with some other cat," I lied. I knew Crystal would be proud.

"Ok, be right down," he said.

I stepped into our apartment, Crystal was waiting, impatiently, a stern look on her face.

I hung the little red coat up on the hook. It felt natural to be naked now, especially in front of her. I knelt down in the entryway and placed my hands behind my head in submission. I didn't feel like I deserved clothes unless she commanded it.

"My, you've had a full night," she said curtly. I could see the love behind it though.

I heard Josh and Bill open the door to the entrance, just outside of our door.

"What did my slut do now?" She giggled. "Is this your doing?" She asked. She could see figures outside our slightly smoked glass window. I could see it in her face.

"Yes, I did it, mistress," I pleaded. "I thought it was what you'd want...what you said would be my punishment earlier."

"Ok, then. Enjoy," she smirked. She turned the light on above me, I was now brightly illuminated. I could hear voices behind me. She didn't let me look back however. She just sat back in the darkness and allowed them to look in. They were looking, for sure. I knew it by the grin on her face. They were seeing her slut in her naked glory. Now, by smoked glass I don't mean the kind where you can't distinguish shapes. Our glass is more like one of those mirrors that barely distorts your shape. They could see me, they could see I was naked, how I was positioned, there'd be no mistaking it. The closer you get your face to the glass the clearer it is.

Crystal sat there smiling for a few minutes, the sounds of rustling outside the door just made her grin wider. She then walked towards me. She positioned me so that my ass was pointing directly at them. She made me put my hands behind my back and clasp them together, my cheek rested on the floor. "Stay there," she barked. She left me alone. I could hear their voices clearly now.

"It's her, it's Lisha," said Josh. "I'll bet she did this on purpose, called us down here just so we could see her naked."

"Fuck yeah," snorted Bill. "I knew the slut wanted us to fuck her, it was so obvious."

I cringed at that thought. Crystal returned with her belt. It was one of those thin, decorative belts but still, enough to work like a switch. She saw the fear in my eyes. 

"Tell me the truth now, baby," she cooed. "Does my slut think she deserves this?

I was slightly whimpering by now. I didn't answer at first.

"Because, if you just say the word, I'll put this belt away and we can do this another time, another day if you wish."

Still I didn't answer. I was lost in thought. The whole night, and now this, on display for two drunk frat boy types while I had to make the decision whether or not I wanted her to whip my ass so they could see it.

"I'm being honest here," Crystal said. "If you think you can't take it, tell me."

I just knew that I had every option. I also knew that Crystal knew what choice I'd make. I knew what she wanted, I knew what I wanted. I let it come spilling out, "No mistress, I haven't been punished right. I was selfish, I used some guy for my own pleasure, made him use me in every way I wanted. Punish me. Punish me good. Like I deserve. I let you down earlier. Then, I was selfish on one of your beautiful adventures and got lost in my own pleasure. You need to whip me and whip me good."

I'd no sooner said the last word when the first stripe crossed my quivering backside.

"You are damned right you deserve this," she growled. "I know all about everything you've done, the blowjob in the restaurant, the stripping naked in the bathroom, and then allowing the waiter to use you up."

I melted. She had known all along as I'd suspected. Now I was sure she had been there, somewhere, watching it all. She wailed away at my poor ass. She demanded I keep my hands clasped behind me. She hit me harder when I let them slip apart. I could hear Bill and Josh outside, though I could only hear noises, more like appreciative grunts than comments. She whipped me over and over. I cringed and cried but I held on. It was enlightening, how much it hurt, yet how much I wanted it.

"What you didn't know was that I set the whole thing up with Glenn," she hissed menacingly as another blow added another stripe on my ass. "You can't slip anything by me, dear, don't even try. As a result though, you are going to be spending a lot more time on your knees, sucking his cock. I had to let him have something in the negotiation. Teddie, the waiter, he's a friend of your brother's. He was in on the whole thing. We just finished a nice talk before you got home." 

I couldn't believe it. I couldn't believe how much effort she'd put into this whole night. Again, I got a sharp pang in my gut when she mentioned my brother. I wonder if he'd hear from Teddie about his slutty sister. She rested only a few moments between blows. "That's right, all your urging him to use you, all your desires, he told me everything you begged him for. I had no idea the depth of your depravity, but now I know. I had no intention of having photos taken or naked crawling, or promising yourself for further use but now that it's out there I'm going to have you live up to every word of it. Because of tonight, I've marked a spot on your slut calendar to do everything you promised him."

Again, I felt my pussy flowing at all of it.

She began a more measured assault on my ass, even moving up to my back for some of it.

The belt found its way around my side to the side of my tit. I groaned in pain.

"Had enough, slut? Is that all you can take?" 

I felt like such a slut, she was right about me, I needed this.

"No, mistress, whip me raw," I said between tears.

"Straighten up," She growled. "I want them to see this," she said, motioning towards the door. It was the first time I saw their faces. They saw me looking, I looked away in shame.

"Don't be shy now, slut," she laughed. "Open the door!"

"What? Mistress, no!" I whined. I felt a slash slice across my stomach. I jumped up quickly. I opened the door. They nearly fell in. Crystal took charge quickly. "Look, you two stand outside, you obviously love watching this slut. But, if either of you takes a step in, I close the door you'll never see this slut again. If you behave....well, who knows what I might allow in the future."

They were beside themselves and quickly agreed to anything she had to give them. She made me kneel again and place my hands behind my head.

"Whose slut are you?" she barked. 

"Yours, mistress."

"Damned straight," she giggled as she lashed my ass over and over for their viewing pleasure. "Turn around," she barked. I faced towards her. She began whipping my tits with the belt. Slowly, agonizingly she whipped them. The boys were speechless. She made me beg her for each one.

"Tell the guys why I'm whipping you," she urged.

"I was a bad slut," I groaned painfully as my nipple burned from one of her blows. She wasn't hitting me her hardest, but they were purposeful.

"More," she growled.

"I misbehaved..." I began, I wondered what she wanted. Her face told me. "I sucked off some strange guy under a table in a crowded restaurant."

The men just had their mouths agape.

Another stripe on my tit, I continued. "Then, stupidly I stripped naked, lost my clothes and had to let some guy use me and my pussy any way he liked just to earn my clothes back."




Little Red Coat Ch. 04



In the days after my episode at the restaurant with Glenn and Ted, Crystal and I conversed at length about our developing Ds relationship. I suppose, more correctly, Crystal and I agreed that she would control me in every way she wished and that I would obey. She liked making me say those embarrassing things aloud.

We were at the breakfast table eating cereal and she asked, "you remember what I told you about Glenn?" She saw my eyes widen. "That I negotiated with him for his help at the restaurant?" I nodded stupidly. "In exchange, I agreed you'd suck him off on occasion."

"I know, I remember," I smiled softly. "I think you said it would be more than occasional. I think you said I'd become his cock sucking whore."

She laughed at my boldness. "True, I said something like that, however, that was sex inspired talk. I actually told him that only I would decide when, or if, you'd do it."

I swear she could see my heart sink a bit at that. "Oh, don't you worry, you slut. I have every intention of making you do it!" She just shook her head in mock disbelief.

She then told me that over the last few days at work talk was really heating up about me. It's mostly a male office, besides Crystal and a couple secretaries. 

"Glenn hasn't been shy at all to brag about filling your slut mouth. Every one of them now know what you did do him in that restaurant. I swear, he's preening around that office like a football player who just scored his first touchdown." She saw the wide eyed look I had.

"That embarrasses you, doesn't it?" She saw me nod weakly. "Good, it's supposed to. You crave that stuff. The thing is, I think some of the guys think it's total bullshit." 

I could feel an idea coming from her. We'd taken a few days off to recharge both our batteries so we were getting a bit more horny. The last few weeks had really changed our sex lives. We were both into it fully. Getting cock only once a week would not usually do it for me, in the past. But done so with all the imagination, and under Crystal's control, well, it was all I could hope for.

"I know, I can't believe I did that. I can't believe he pumped his cum in me while I was under that table at the restaurant."

"But you loved it," she purred.

"Yes I did," I responded. "Then, fucking Ted and promising him all those things...."

"Remind me of those again," she intoned. She just loved watching me squirm.

"I promised him that next time he'd get a video of our fucking....and all the pictures he wanted to take..."

"And?" she said impatiently. 

"...and I told him to spank my ass..." I hesitated, before continuing. "... and tits until they were as red as his truck.

"And then you told him to make you crawl naked down the alley, in order to win your coat back," she said, shaking her head in disbelief. "What the fuck is up with that?" She laughed.

"God, I know. I can't believe I said all that. I was on fire from the whole thing. You made me that hot, you had all that planned, it's your fault," I whined.

She just laughed. "Sure, blame me for your perversity. So, what do you think about all of that now, after a time to think about it."

I looked deep into her intoxicating blue eyes and I said, "I think my mistress is going to make me pay up and I have no say in the matter."

"You always have a say, baby," she cooed.

"You keep saying that," I said. "You don't have to say that again," I pleaded. "We've agreed. You don't have to ask my approval, you don't ever have to apologize for what you have done to me. I asked for it. You own me, I don't want a say."

"Mmm," she muttered. "That sounds so good. On that note, Get dressed. I know you aren't working today but I am. I want you to beat me to my office." She saw the spark of interest in my eyes. "Everyone will already be there. I want you to walk past them all with a smile. Go straight to Glenn's office, close the door. Get on your knees and start paying him back in the way that you know so well."

My pussy was tingling. I knew it was coming. We'd discussed all of it a number of times, but it's always more exciting when it becomes real.

"Yes, ma'am," I answered softly. We had come to this. We both knew what I was, just a toy to be used.

Glenn was barely surprised by my entrance. I'd worn a blouse which I loosely tied up, which exposed my flat stomach. He had me untie it. As he put it, "I want your big titties out while you suck my cock."

He made me linger. He didn't let me get him off quickly. I knew it was because he was making sure everyone know what I was doing to him there, right in his office. They'd believe him now, for sure. I could hear some of them milling around outside the door. No doubt they were trying to listen. If they could hear anything it would've only been his moans and my greedy slurps. He filled my mouth up and I let some of it drip out and around my mouth and chin. He had me rub his cum into my face instead of wiping it off. I knew why. 

When I walked out past the other men, even if they couldn't see my facial skin tightened by his cum, they should most certainly have been able to smell him on me. I checked the men out in my peripheral vision. I wondered if Crystal would have me servicing any, or all of them in the future. As dirty as that thought was, I got a perk out of it. "The office whore," I liked the sound of that in my head even though liking it totally embarrassed me. I reached the lobby and as I did, Crystal was there, she smiled at my appearance, said nothing, and kissed me deeply. Her tongue and mine danced together. I could feel her tasting me. Then, without another word, she walked past me to work. It left me to boil in my own excitement the rest of the day.

Crystal called me near the end of the work day. "How is my little cock sucker? You've been quite the topic of conversation today. The guys have tried to avoid letting me hear, but I've heard all of it either directly, or through Glenn. They can't believe what a whore you are," she said proudly.

"I know, but I'm your whore, mistress," I said earnestly. "I was a bit surprised by today, ma'am. You've only let me have cock on Friday the last two weeks. Once a week, you said."

"Are you disappointed that I've decided to extend that to whenever I want?"

"Um, no," I said with embarrassment. "I meant to thank you, ma'am."

"Thank me for?" She wanted to hear me say it.

"I wanted to thank you for letting me suck cock today," I said. I'm betting she could feel my face redden even through the phone line.

"That's what I thought. I actually saved something else for Friday."

She made me wait the rest of Thursday and up to Friday afternoon before letting me relieve some of my anxiety by telling me some of her plans.

"I thought long and hard about this one," Crystal revealed. "And quite honestly, I'd never have done any of this in this way. Your own behavior though, made it happen. I'd gotten Teddie involved because I knew I could trust him. I've known him almost as long as I've known your brother. Both of them have longed to nail me since I've known them, you knew that, right?

You know your brother and Teddie both want a piece of this lesbian ass?" She giggled as she slapped her perfect backside. Crystal was one of my brother's best friends. She was in the same high school class, and the same as Ted, apparently.

I knelt down and kissed her ass right where she'd left a handprint. "I can't say that I'd blame them, ma'am. I kind of want that ass right now, myself." I was horny, she was like catnip to me now.

She laughed, "In time, believe me, your face is going to be full of my pussy at some point tonight, in the mean time you have other duties."

I was already on my knees. I bowed my head submissively. "What are you going to have me do, ma'am?"

"Well, this one is on you, remember that. I'm only the facilitator, you were the instigator." I nodded, though not fully understanding.

"I had no idea the depths of your depravity until Teddie revealed it to me. I'm glad he did though. You and I have a better understanding of each other now. It led to our new lifestyle agreement. I can see that it's done you good. I've never seen you so alive, so horny."

"Yes," I hissed under my breath, "it keeps me on fire."

"Good, so tonight you pay back Teddie in all the ways you've promised." My face began to get warm again. I remembered all my sex promises.

"If you end up promising him any more after tonight, I can't be held responsible, try and keep your lust down to at least molten level," she laughed.

"Tell me what you want me to do," I whispered softly, my voice quivered.

"No, you tell me," she urged. "You already know."

"You want me to let Teddie have me again?" I began. She only nodded as if I was to continue. "You want me to have him spank me...first my ass, then my tits..." I choked out. I realized how much this was turning me on already, but how intense it was all going to be. "...until they are as red as his truck." The realization of it put me in a heightened state of apprehension and arousal. I'd never had my tits spanked. Not like this anyway. I'd begged for it, now I apparently was going to get it.

"Um hmm," she cooed.

"Then, he gets to take pictures of me in any and every position he wants." She waited for me to finish.

"Then, I'm supposed to have him make me crawl, naked somewhere, in order to get my coat back."

"Yes, this is all on you," she reminded. "This was none of my doing."

"I understand, mistress. I'm just a stupid slut, I deserve this."

"Yes you are a slut, baby," she said, holding my face in her hands. "But you are not stupid, not by any means. This is just you, who you are, your nature. It's no more stupid than me being a lesbian." I nodded. I was loving her more with each passing day. Up to the last few weeks I considered our relationship a harmless fling. Recently, however, I was growing closer and closer to her. It seemed we were made for each other. She knew me, the real me.

Still on my knees I looked up at her, "I still don't know how, or where to do this."

"I talked with Teddie on the phone at length this week," she said. That thought always got me going, the thought of them talking about how they planned on using me. "He really liked the scene at Victorio's. You might not know it, but if it wasn't for me, he'd have done all those things to you, probably more. Out of loyalty to me, he cut it short, because all I'd promised him was a blowjob or a fuck out of you."

I nodded. I was embarrassed by my wanton behavior but couldn't help but be turned on by it at the same time. "So, I think a return to Victorio's is in order," she said, stroking my face as she said it.

She laid out the plans. There was no cocktail dress this time. Instead, I wore black hot pants and a lacy bra, no other top. It was just those, my heels, and the little red coat again. My slut outfit. It was like one of those psychology experiments. Every time I looked at or thought of my coat now I got horny, because of the experiences attached to it. I was to go to the restaurant and pull around back, where it all happened before. Returning to the scene of the crime, so to speak. I was to park, get out, walk around to the front. Go in, sit at the bar and have a few drinks. Obviously, I couldn't take my coat off since all I had was a bra under it. Crystal made it clear she just wanted to show me off some. Let guys leer at the slut. The hot pants were clearly out of place at a classy joint like Victorio's, she knew I'd stick out like the whore I was.

After I was feeling good, I was to take out my red lipstick and really smear it on at the bar. Crystal said it best, "let them see what a cock sucking slut you are, like you are willing to suck off the whole bar." I cringed when she said that but my pussy nearly flooded. So, after I advertised myself as a slut, I was to walk out and make sure that Teddie saw me leaving. Then, I was to walk out back again, take off the coat, toss it in his truck. Then, I was to take off my shorts, the bra, leaving only the heels again (as last time). Crystal told me to throw the clothes in the dumpster, that I wouldn't be needing them again. I knew better than to question her when I saw the look of certainty in her eyes.

"Tonight, after this is over, you are all mine, sugar," she said as she kissed me deeply. I wanted to jump her right now, she was already making me wet.

I drove to the restaurant. No matter how many times I have to do it, driving around with such revealing clothing never fails to make me embarrassed. Many guys got good looks at my tits, staring down from their trucks or SUVs. They get a good shot of leg as well, as the hot pants are very short and tight. I know Crystal loves that, guys seeing me.

I arrived at the restaurant. I walked in. The hostess just sniffed at me as I walked by. I swore I heard her whisper, "Slut" under her breath. Oh well, she was right. It's what I'd become. I took a seat at the bar, immediately I attracted a lot of male attention. I had a couple guys offer me drinks, which I accepted. This gave them the right to stand next to me and chat. Though the chats were boring and inane they were just excuses for them to look directly down my coat at my tits nearly hanging out. Drunk businessmen, from what I could tell, probably have played out this scene a number of times with other whores, at other bars. I gulped down the drinks quickly. I spotted Teddie, he gave me a big smile. I blushed. I took out my red lipstick and smeared it on, overly so. I could see my face in the bar mirror. "Wow," I thought, "Crystal was right, it looks like a woman willing to suck a line of bar guys." I stood up before my lust made me do anything too crazy. I saw Teddie, I nodded towards the door, he nodded back. It was time. I walked out, much to the delight of the hostess, glad to see me go without some John on my arm.

I got to the back of the restaurant and dumped my coat in the truck bed. It had my car key in it, just like last week, it was the thing I'd have to earn to be able to leave. I took off my shorts and my bra and reluctantly threw them in the dumpster. I was naked, in heels, just as I was last weekend. It was the scene that Crystal wanted me to finish. Suddenly, it started raining. Not a thunderstorm, just a constant steady rain. I went to jump in Ted's truck, it was locked. Somehow, he'd had the lock fixed. "Fuck," I thought. I took the key out of the pocket of my coat and I ran back to my car unsteadily on my killer heels. I got in, I called Crystal.

"Ma'am, I'm naked, like you wanted, smeared with slut lipstick, ready to be used, but now it's raining, and Ted's truck is locked."

"He'll be out in a minute dear, I'm sure," she said aloofly. "It's a warm night out anyway, looks like a warm rain," she giggled. "Where are you now?" She asked. I told her I was in my car.

I'd barely got the words out when she answered, "Get out of your fucking car now, you shouldn't even have the key to your car, it's supposed to be in your coat. The coat you shouldn't have until you've earned it back, now lock your doors, go put the key back in your coat and hang up and stand out in the rain and wait for him, like any other naked slut would!" I heard the click, she hung up.

"Fuck," I thought, she was good at this humiliation stuff. Meekly I did as she told me. I stood in the rain for 15 minutes or so, just outside Ted's truck. I was just a cheap, wet slut waiting to be used. Why did I feel so hot and bothered, even as the cool rain soaked me. Why was my pussy so obviously wet. I knew. It was what drove me.

Finally, Ted came out the back door. He had a surprised look on his face, seeing a slut looking like a drowned rat. "Why didn't you get in?" he asked.

"Your doors were locked," I said pleadingly.

"Oh, shit. I forgot, your brother fixed them!" He blurted.

God, every time they mentioned my brother being so close to my slutty behavior I cringed. Plus he fixed the lock. So in a twisted way it was he that caused his big sister to stand out in the rain, naked. Well, it was humiliating, to say the least. Ted saw the look on my face. "Don't worry, I won't tell him anything, unless you or Crystal want me to," he added. I'm sure my face was pale at the mere mention of my brother, but I nodded meekly just to move it along. I was starting to shiver. Probably more from the excitement and nervousness than the wetness but he saw it and pulled me up into the cab of his truck.

"I love seeing you naked," he said appreciatively. He took my tits in his hands and kneaded them softly. I was instantly warm. "So, we both know what we're here for this time," he chuckled. I nodded. "You want me to do the talking, is that it?" He asked, seeing my submissive look. Again, I just nodded. "Ok, here's how it's going to go," he began. I started squirming in the seat at the forcefulness of his tone. "Last time I only barely let you go, it was all I could do to not do everything you begged me for and then rape you after."

My eyebrow arched at his use of the word rape. He saw it, "Oh, I don't mean that in a bad way, I mean..." he stammered. "

"I know what you mean," I said, "in a good way, I get it. I liked the word," I said, now with just an embarrassed whisper.

He smiled again. "Right. So, I had the intention of taking you back to the woods again, maybe tying you to an overhead branch, then spank the heck out of your ass, take a bunch of pictures and the rest, but it's raining. I don't think that'd be very comfortable for either of us," he said thoughtfully.

"I suppose you are right," I said demurely. "Do you want to just put me over your knee here?" I suggested thoughtfully.

"Not enough room to please us both," he said, "I have another idea. I have the keys to the gym at the high school, I work part-time as a midnight janitor there. I'm actually working tonight, in a couple hours. No one would think twice about me being there early, I sometimes go in early anyway."

I was nervous at the thought of it. "Is anyone else there?"

"No, at least not usually, not at this time of night, but no one goes in the gym anyway, it's locked up."

I thought about it. What would Crystal want? "I don't know...." I said with hesitation. "This was all pretty planned out..." I was thinking of the alley crawl specifically. God help me, I was reluctant to go because I wanted him to make me crawl in this alley!

"Give me your phone," he said firmly. He got out, went back into the back of the restaurant. He came out a few short minutes later. "She's cool with it. She reminded me about the alley. I told her there's a nice alley in the back of the High School, you know the one. It's where we all hung out and smoked weed. I remembered. I'd been deflowered at the very place by a guy a couple years older than me, a senior. I nodded in shame, the memory had made me blush. "Good, it's settled then." He started to drive off. "But my clothes...." I whined.

"Oh, she didn't want you to have those anyway," he said with a big grin. Again, I found myself naked, being driven past cars, most who had no idea there was a naked, big tittied slut in the passenger seat. He drove around to the back of the Gym. He was right, it was deserted. The alley was long, dark. It was even longer than the alley behind Victorio's, darker, and smellier too, if that was possible. He pulled me out of the cab. My tits bounced freely, unrestrained. He liked seeing that. He had his own bouncing naked slut to play with. He led me into the gym. 

"I have an idea," he said. He pulled me to the middle of the gym. It was still fairly dark, there was just an emergency light on. "Stay here, don't move," he barked. I stood there, shivering. Suddenly, I heard the click of lights. The lights started to heat up, the gym was becoming illuminated. He came back. I was naked, in just heels, still dripping (and not just from the rain.) I was standing in the middle of my old high school gym, the thought of all my classmates seeing me like this sent a jolt through me. 




Little Red Coat Ch. 04



"Relax," he said, "there's no one here but us," he grinned. "I have another idea." He took out my cell phone and snapped a couple pictures, several from the front, and some from the back. He showed them to me. They clearly showed me, that I was naked, and that I was at center court of our high school gym, the school logo in the background gave it away. I started to protest. 

He cut me off, "you said I could have any picture of you I wanted. I have an inspiration."

"But you were just supposed to spank me red, then take some pictures, then make me crawl...." I said, my voice trailing off. I could see the excitement in his eyes, he was barely listening.

"Follow me," he said. I tottered after him the best I could. My tits bounced freely with each step, the heels made my ass swish exaggeratedly. He brought me into the men's locker room. He made me pose by the lockers, again, it was clear where I was. He took a picture of me in the showers, then, he posed me in the whirlpool bath of the training room. Giddily, he pulled me out into the hallway. I was still nervous about being seen but there was no one in sight. He pulled me down the hallway. He stopped by my old locker. He took a picture of me bending over with the locker open (he had those keys as well). He made sure he got the number in it so that it was clear that it was my old locker. 

I had so many memories of that locker and boys hitting on me there and now here I was, naked. I thought of all of those boys who wanted to see me naked, probably fantasized about me being naked as they talked to me. Now, with the help of the pictures, maybe some, or all of them would actually get to see it. I sighed, but my pussy was beginning to boil. 

Then, he pulled me into my old math room. First, he posed me in my old seat, then, he had me pose as if I was a naked teacher, holding the pointer, then he had me erasing the board, a naked, slut teacher.

"Who are you going to show these to?" I asked with trepidation. 

"Well, Crystal was pretty adamant about it," he said. "She told me that your wording was, "Show it to everyone, whoever you want, post it online, do whatever you want with it. She made me promise. She told me that this is your "thing". She said if I didn't do everything you said that I'd be denying you that pleasure. But, honestly, between you and me...this is your camera...I have to admit, the thought of having these pictures is wicked. The thought of sharing them with my friends is awesome. The possibility of posting them online and maybe even getting a little money for them..." He said, stopping suddenly before continuing. "...well, it's all very hot. But, your brother is one of my best friends and if I did something to hurt his sister he'd never be friends anymore. So it's really up to you," he said looking deeply at me, at my soul it seemed.

I barely hesitated. The thought of Crystal, what I'd become, what I wanted to become overwhelmed me. My lust again spoke for me.

"Everyone..." I squeaked. His eyes perked. "Show it to everyone you want," I managed to finish, just above a whisper. I thought of Crystal, how she'd be smiling. Fuck, she was a head game mistress. 

He posed me all over my old school, even in the teacher's lounge, where he had me acting as if I was retrieving something from the refrigerator, my naked ass clearly on display. Finally, he pulled me into the principal's office. He took a picture of me sitting on the edge of the desk. Then, he had me sit there in the plush leather chair. 

"Do me a favor," he urged lustily. Rub your pussy on it," he hissed. 

I slid over the seat, I let my lips touch the material, I sighed. "I hope old man Withers can smell you on that," he grinned. Then, his grin became wider. "Have you ever been to the principal's office because you were bad?" 

I told him I had. I told him I'd been caught smoking weed. I'd actually gotten caught that time that Billy O'Toole had taken my virginity. We had already finished so I was never sure whether Mr. Withers knew I'd been fucked or whether we'd just been fooling around. Either way, I was surprised when Mr. Withers threatened to spank my ass. At the time, corporal punishment was allowed. I never told anyone, but the thought of him doing it to me had excited me, I'd masturbated for months to it after that. The only one that I'd ever told that to was Crystal. I began to wonder if this was all her idea at the beginning, the gym, the locker, but when it involved the principal, I knew it for sure. It was her idea.

"Bend over the desk," he said, his voice now low, menacing. I did as he said. I gasped at it's coolness on my naked skin. My tits were pressed firmly into the wood. "Stay there," he hissed. He disappeared for a minute. I was beginning to worry, I knew principals also had the keys to the school and that sometimes they keep some late hours. To be found like this would be...interesting, to say the least. 

He returned as those thoughts flooded over me. I felt something encircling my wrists, it was cord. He tied my hands behind my back. "I was going to tie you to the tree before, but this is going to be so much better," he panted. He was getting excited. My hands were now bound behind me. He began to spank my ass, he placed the camera on the side to video some of it. After my ass was warm and humming I heard him take something from the wall. I felt it before I saw it. SMACK! I felt a sharp burning in my ass cheek. It was a paddle, of course, it was the paddle that Mr. Withers kept on the wall as a warning. He was spanking me with the principal's paddle! My pussy leaked some juices down my leg at that realization. He smacked me a half dozen times on each cheek. I cried out with each one. I was dancing back and forth on my high heeled feet, much to his delight. Then, he stopped. I heard the camera click again. He was taking pictures of the marks on my ass. "Nice," he murmured. He reached between my legs and with his fingers he slid them over my pussy lips. 

"Nice," he gushed. "You are fucking soaking wet. I can't believe you dig this kind of shit," he said in amazement. I'm sure my face turned as red as my behind at the humiliation of that.

He pulled me up without untying me. He pushed me down the hall, I could hear him messing with the camera, he was videotaping it, me, a naked slut, walking down the hall in just her heels, ass red from paddling. I had a hard time keeping from fainting when I thought of who he might show all this to. I could picture all my classmates staring at me as I was pushed down the hall. I could see their wide eyes, their mouths agape, I could even hear them heckling this naked slut. The imaginary scene in my head was very vivid, it was as if I was actually living that shame.

He pulled me back into the gym. He placed me in the middle of the gym again. This time, he went to turn the main lights off, suddenly one light came on. It was a spotlight. He framed me in the spotlight. Just me, naked, in my old gym. My hands were tied behind my back still. I couldn't see him in the darkness, since the light was blazing on me. I could hear him though. He was circling me, taking pictures. 

"Get on your knees," He growled. I complied. "Stick your tits out," he commanded. I pushed out my chest. SMACK! I felt his open hand hit my tit, I screamed. "Shhh," he warned, "you don't want people hearing you and coming to check out the naked slut, do you?" I didn't, I tried to keep quiet. He kept smacking my tits with his hand, which made them bounce. I couldn't see him, he would suddenly appear and strike before I was expecting it. I was panting and sweating, I could feel all the heat rising from my sore behind, my tits, and oh god, especially my pussy. 

Suddenly he was in front of me. His cock was out. He pushed it to my face. I instinctively took it in my mouth. My knees were starting to get sore, the hardwood was unforgiving. I thought about how I deserved it though, being such an easy slut. After all, here I was on my knees in my gym, hands bound, sucking a guy's cock, all because of my own stupid lust. He pushed me to the floor finally. I was mashed down into the hard wood floor, face down. My hands still bound behind me.

"I've been waiting for this," he grunted. I felt his cockhead at my opening, he slid in without resistance, I was so fucking wet. He fucked me from behind and drove me into that wood, one thrust after another.

"Yeah, this is better than you planned, isn't it slut? To get fucked in the middle of our gym...face down like a dog, your tits and face on the very wood where the black dudes sweat and spit." Unexpectedly I got a jolt from that, it raised my lust. He must've sensed my increased desire.

"Does that turn you on? The thought of a white whore getting drilled on their court?" He said, panting from his own excitement. "Is that one of your deviant fantasies, getting your white whore pussy fucked right here on the gym floor while everyone sees what a slut you are?"

"Ungh, ungh, yesssss," I hissed in excitement, even if it wasn't totally true, it was a fucking hot thought.

"Well, don't worry then," he panted unevenly. I'm doing better than taping this fucking on your cell phone. I found the video tape machine in the booth up there, the one that records the games, it's recording all this, right now.

"Oh, fuck...." I winced. "You aren't going to show this to anyone..." I whined again.

"I'm going...to...show....this to....everyone..." he grunted, nearly animalistic with lust. 

"Not everyone," I cried softly.

"Yes, everyone," he growled into my ear. I knew what that meant, everyone. He was mocking my own words. My own desire to be treated like this had caused it.

I was sobbing softly, it was all so overwhelming but at the same time my pussy was gripping his cock like a vice. I was using my pussy wall muscles to milk his cock. It worked. He busted like a fire hydrant inside me. I groaned right along with him. 

"Yes, yes!" I screamed, "Fill me with your cum, Teddie!"

He grunted, moaned and spasmed involuntarily. He collapsed on me in a heap. I kept grinding my pussy up into him, he was still hard, but softening quickly. I thought I could still get off. I kept working my hips until his cock finally softened too much and slid out of me.

"Fuck," he groaned, "you are something else."

He left me lying face down like that, a puddle was forming under my pussy. The spotlight went out, then it was dark. I felt him approach.

"Get up," he urged. I struggled to my feet, which wasn't easy after the fucking, as well as being bound and having on those slut heels. I made it to my feet, albeit uneasily. I felt him remove the cord from my hands. He led me out of the darkness to the outside. He clicked on a row of lights in the alley. It was still raining. The once dark alley was now bathed in light. It was going to be like a gauntlet. He smiled at me. "This was your doing," he reminded me. I nodded. I remembered. I dropped to my knees without him asking.

He pushed my face down, close to the dirty pavement. Then I felt his hand nudge my back down until my nipples started to scrape the cold surface. I gasped.

"This is how you are going to do it," he said with firmness. "I want your tits dragging as you crawl, the whole way. If I see you lift up, we start over.

With those instructions he drove to the end of the alley. I started crawling towards him. My nipples scraped the pavement, they were still sensitive from the beating they took earlier, I'm sure Crystal would like that. I crawled, naked and wet from the rain, down that dirty alley, with my nipples dragging for minutes. It took that long to traverse the fifty yards or so. The rain on the pavement helped cool my overheated nipples somewhat. It was an odd and wonderful sensation, now that I look back on it. I reached the truck finally. He let me get in. I was soaking, my knees were scraped and I was filthy with grime.

"Suck me," he urged. I gave him head as he drove me back to the restaurant. He came in my mouth just before pulling into the back alley. You have to love young guys and their ability to recover after cumming. He stopped and told me to get out. I had a puzzled look in my face but I knew better than to question it. He made me stand there as he drove away. He drove to the back door of the restaurant, did something outside his truck then he drove back to me.

"You are almost done, sugar," he said condescendingly, though purposefully so. I thought, "Almost?"

I was standing in front of his truck now, the lights were shining on me, I knew he knew that. If any car passed by at this moment they'd see me, a naked dripping slut, bathed in truck light. I'm sure he wanted that. He stepped out of the truck. 

"Lift your leg up," he grunted. I did as he commanded. I placed one heel on the bumper. I felt a cool object at the opening of my pussy. It was one of those emergency flashlights, one of the smaller ones, probably no more than 7 or 8 inches long. He clicked it on. He shoved the unlighted end into me. Again, I was surprised at how easily I took it in. He pushed it in as far as it would go, there was only an inch or two sticking out, the part that was glowing light.

"Keep this in you the whole way," he hissed.

"The whole way for what?" I said.

"I just dropped your slut coat in the dumpster with your other clothes. You are going to crawl back, since this was the alley that Crystal wanted you crawling in in the first place. Crawl back, just as before, nipples touching the whole way. If you lift up or, if the flashlight comes out of you, I'll fly by you so fast and get your coat and you'll spend the rest of the night trying to earn it," he warned.

I dropped to my knees. I started crawling. I know he was behind me, watching the whole time as the flashlight bobbed back and forth with the swaying of my ass. I had to stop and carefully slide it back in deeper a couple times, all the while being careful not to lift my nipples from the pavement. My nipples were raw but electric, I think if someone had pulled on them at that moment I'd have cum like Vesuvius. I finally reached the dumpster. I saw him drive away. I found my coat on the top of the dumpster. The clothes were too far down in the darkness for me to fish out, plus, greasy, smelly things had been dumped on top of them. They were lost, I'm afraid. 

I slumped back down in the alley and rested my back against the cold bricks of the restaurant. My ass was on the cold concrete. The flashlight was still embedded on me. It was warm now. My pussy was humming. I hadn't even bothered to put my coat on. It was soaking anyway. The rain was still steadily pouring. I slid the flashlight out of me. I couldn't resist. I put it under my nose. It smelled like us. I couldn't help but slide my tongue over it. It's warmth comforted me. I slid it back inside me and fucked myself with it, it's girth filled me completely. I had a shattering orgasm there, naked and wet in the alley. When I was finished I didn't even bother putting the coat on. I knew Crystal would prefer me not wearing it. I drove home naked. She'd have quite a story to hear for this night. She kept me up half the night battering her clit with my tongue upon hearing it.

{Look for Little Red Coat- part five coming soon}



Little Red Coat Ch. 05



{This is part five of "Little Red Coat" for literotica editors, assume everyone in this story is 18 or older, any reference to high schoolers mean they are seniors and 18 years old or greater}

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Hi it's Lisha again. After my adventures with several of my girlfriend Crystal's coworkers and the waiter we decided we needed to rest up before the next grand adventure. I should say she decided. We'd fallen completely into our new roles as Dominant and submissive. I was looking at her differently now. What once was a temporary "fling" in my mind had turned into something more serious, more permanent. It was true love.

Her decision to allow me to still experience sex with men had turned our relationship on its head. We both were getting what we needed. I was getting the cocks I craved while still having the benefit of her loving nature. She was getting to exercise her dominant nature, and we both were a little surprised by how quickly and energetically she took over that role. She was getting that, as well as having my pussy at her whim. All the extracurricular sex benefited her as well, since it left us both in a constant state of horniness. I'm not sure who was enjoying it more.

I am much more experienced when it comes to sex even though there is only a year and a half difference between us. I'm 23 and she's 21, the same age as my brother and his friend Ted. I met Crystal through my brother, they were the best of friends throughout high school. I think my experience, including the recent ones, excited Crystal, who got to live some of it vicariously. I had a theory. I think most people are bi-curious, in a very wide range, of course. It can range from just a random thought to full blown interest. I think Crystal was primarily into girls, but her recent interest in my experiences with the guys, especially her eagerness to always taste me (and their cum), made me wonder if she had any interest in men (or at least their cum). I'm not saying I don't believe homosexuals prefer their same sex, I'm just saying I believe there's a spectrum, ranging from one end, all homosexual all the time, to the other end, all heterosexual all the time and that most people fall in between those ranges, even if they deny it or don't know it.

Even during our brief hiatus from sending me out to get fucked didn't mean we weren't horny, far from it. There was always something Crystal would do that would have us in a high state of arousal. She was exhibiting me more. On a drive to the mall, for example, she had me flash some guys who were sitting at a light with us. Then, as they drove along next to us, she made me take my top off completely so that they could ogle me freely, until Crystal turned off sharply leaving them behind as they yelled for us to come back. She enjoyed that but told me not to expect to be able to get away with "just" teasing very often, that most often, there'd be "pleasing" soon after.

Crystal really loved sending me outside in our tiny garden in tank tops. The guys in the apartments above, including Bill and Josh, really loved the view of my tits, I'm sure, they always made sure they were outside on their balconies at the same time I chose to garden.

After the one particularly long garden tease, Crystal was forceful with me, she held my hands down while I was on my back on the floor. She ground her body into mine. Then, while one hand held my hands, the other she used to caress my tits, my stomach, my sides, then between my legs.

"Mmm, my little slut Lisha is wet," she grinned.

"Of course I'm wet, gawd you are making me so fucking hot," I groaned appreciatively.

"You might just be ready for another adventure," she mused.

"Ohhhh," I said, exhaling sharply, "I really am, you keep me on edge, you make me want it all the time."

"You know Glenn keeps asking about you, every day," she giggled.

"I'll bet," I panted as her fingers found my slick opening. "I'm kind of surprised you haven't made me do it to him more. When you said you were going to make me become his personal cock sucking whore, it drove me crazy."

She laughed out loud, "Ha, you'd like that wouldn't you?" She said looking at me mockingly as she twisted my nipple hard.

"unhhhhh," I moaned. "Yes, you know I would!" I managed to say between gasps.

"I haven't forgotten," she grinned. "I just like keeping you both on edge, you can't believe how nice to me he is now. He knows who controls your leash, he'll be getting you soon enough, and often enough, I'll make sure you both will be happy." 

Her fingers were inside me know, she was making me grind on them. I lifted my head and chewed softly on her perfect pert nipples while she finger fucked me. We liked dildo play but for the last two weeks we only used them to fuck her, she was no doubt keeping my pussy ready for cock.

"I haven't heard from Teddie since that Friday," Crystal mused while still working me in to a frenzy. "Odd that he hasn't called and crowed about that night, from your story it sounded as if he had a blast."

"He did," I choked out between grunts. "I'm still so nervous about the pictures and the videos he has. I wonder every day what he's doing with them, who is seeing them," I moaned.

She held my hands firmly and looked into my eyes with her piercing, soulful blue eyes. "You are worried about your brother."

I nodded. It had so far been mostly an unspoken thing. She was my brother's best friend and I was being used by one of his other best friends. It was just so dangerous. It was always broiling in my mind, it had to be on hers.

"I have no doubt that Teddie has shown people the pictures, in your state of lust you told him he could show them to everyone. When he asked me about it I told him to do whatever you wished. I also have no doubt he's shown them to your brother." She said coolly. She didn't flinch at all saying it. She saw my look of shame and anxiety.

She kept up her finger assault on my pussy. "Let me tell you something about your brother. Something I've never told you. I've told you before that many of my high school friends, including Teddie and John have tried repeatedly over the years to get in my pants, right?"

My pussy was humming but I was still focused on what she was saying. I nodded.

"Your brother is the man that's come the closest to fucking your sweet, innocent Crystal," she giggled. She saw my questioning look. 

"Yes, we were all at a party on prom night. You know I went stag that night. This was before anyone knew I was gay. I was pretty sure I was, but it was before I was fully "out'. We were all drinking. The single guys were all hitting on me, as they always had."

I remembered how much guys liked her. How could they not? She's cute as anything with a perfect body and she's probably the nicest person ever. Back then, I wondered how she did it, how she resisted all those advances. I'd have spread my legs for so many of those chances, as shameful as I felt for thinking it then. I remembered that party, I'd already graduated but I'd driven John there and stayed around. In all honesty I'd stayed around to get some cock, I sucked off one of his friends in the bushes that night. I was a cock hound, even then. Little did I know that my future love would be at that party, in the guise of a sweet high school girl of a mere 18.

Crystal kissed me deeply on the lips. I loved how she had me pinned down, my hands helpless while her fingers worked their magic on my pussy and her tongue danced with mine. She pulled away from the kiss. It left me wanting.

"So, we were getting a bit drunk and John pulled me aside after dancing. "I want to show you something," he said to me and he dragged me into the trees behind the house. Before I could ask he kissed me deeply on the lips. I was shocked, he'd never done anything like that before, even though he'd badgered me since junior high to go out with him. I could see the hurt in his eyes when I pulled away, he thought he'd really fucked up. I think it was the alcohol mixed with guilt for maybe leading him on, but I kissed him back. I still don't know why to this day. Suddenly we were on the ground. His hands were all over me. He started caressing my tits through my blouse. Soon, he had them under the blouse and he was tweaking my nipples. I didn't stop him. He took that as encouragement and soon his hand was in my pants, his fingers slid across my pussy lips. He took his hand out and when it was under my nose I could smell myself on him. I took his fingers and licked them off. That made him crazy with lust. He didn't know at the time but I was fascinated by the smell and taste of pussy. He got my pants down around my ankles and finger fucked me for awhile. He had me feel his hard cock through his pants."

I was starting to get into my zone with her hand working in and out of me. I started moaning and bucking softly. "Why are you telling me this?" I begged even though it was helping raise the level of excitement.

"There's a point, hon' you want me to stop?" She grinned evilly.

"No! No! Don't stop," I urged breathlessly.

"I didn't' think so," she laughed before she kissed me again with a kiss that seemed to graze my soul.

"So, my pants were around my ankles, he was finger fucking me and I have to admit, it felt good. I felt like cumming. Suddenly, we got distracted. There was a couple in the bushes behind us. We kept deathly quiet for a minute. Then we saw it clearly in the moonlight, it was like our own private show. The girl was giving head to the guy. John was beside himself. The girl had her top off, her big tits were in plain view. John was totally distracted. He stopped to watch. She was sucking this guy's cock like there was no tomorrow. She was very expert at it, from what I could tell. John's dick was out now, he was stroking it."

I was lost in my arousal but I had a nagging feeling in the pit of my stomach. Still, I ground into Crystal's magic hand even more.

"So, I got up while he wasn't paying attention, pulled my jeans back up and started to walk away. He didn't even notice at first. I swear, I don't know if I could've stopped him before, if I had the will. He'd have gotten my virginity, if he'd pressed it. I turned to him. "You know that's your sister, right?" I asked him.

"All he said was "shhhh" with his fingers over his lips. He turned back to watch. I walked away with him stroking himself and watching you."

"Oh god, Crystal, honey," I pouted. The hum faded slightly from my pussy. She didn't stop though, she leaned over to kiss my clit. Her tongue danced lightly on it while her fingers smoothly pistoned in and out of me. I could only let my head fall back down and let it happen.

"So you see, two things happened on that night," she said lifting her face off my pussy, her face glistening now. "One, I avoided making a big mistake with a guy, and two, your brother seemed a hell of a lot more interested in you and what you were doing, than me. From that day on, he never mentioned what happened between us but for months he asked about details about your sex life. He already knew you were promiscuous, hell, you sucked or fucked a half dozen of his so-called friends at the time.

"What are you saying?" I sniffed from my lust induced fog.

"I'm saying that Teddie no doubt has shown John everything from that night and that, instead of being put off, I'm betting he's at least secretly delighted by it. Don't blame him as some incestual pervert or something. I can't say as if I blame him. You were definitely the most interesting sexual creature in that school. No doubt you beat out anyone's playboy or penthouse magazine. It's as if, since he can't have you, he's plenty happy with hearing about, or in this case seeing it."

"Oh god," I whined just as she pinched my clit before she drove her tongue back down to my pleasure center. I crashed in wave after wave of orgasm. I was still sobbing softly when I came down. With Crystal and how she was now in my head, it was like my orgasms were not just physical, they were tied to my very emotional core. 

"I can't believe you let him finger fuck you!" I laughed when I finally came out of my orgasm induced stupidity.

"Believe it or not, it's where I first learned how to do it," she grinned.

"He almost fucked you," I said with awe. I realized how big a moment that would have been. She likes women, I couldn't help but wonder if that would've changed her somehow. Not that I believe she wouldn't be homosexual, just that I wonder if, as according to my own prior theory, if she wouldn't at least been a bit interested in it.

"God, you are such a horny thing," she cooed as she licked my cream off her fingers. "You are going to need some cock again, and soon." I could only sigh. She knew she was right. "Do you like sucking cock?" She asked.

"Of course, did you even really need to ask that?" I giggled. "I like it even more when you make me do it."

"I know that, baby, I just mean do you like it when you just suck cock and get nothing else, do you like it as the main course?"

I thought for a second. "I love it. I really like how you use it to humiliate me, no I'm not going to cum doing it but it's going to lead to a huge orgasm later with you because of it. Just being made to be a cock sucker by you gets me worked into a frenzy." She just nodded thoughtfully.

The very next morning she had a surprise for me as a result our discussion. We were having our pre-work coffee. I was just in my short, pink robe. Glenn knocked on our apartment door. I was shocked, even moreso when Crystal untied my robe and let it fall open.

"He likes seeing your tits, baby," she grinned.

He stepped inside the door and Crystal had me on my knees sucking his nice cock within seconds. He was right in front of the side glass, anyone would be able to see what I was doing to Glenn, right there in our apartment entryway. I thought about Bill and Josh and what they'd already seen from me. I knew they'd hound me for the same attention if they saw me in my own foyer sucking some guy's cock greedily. Crystal just sat watching in fascination, sipping her coffee. 

He looked over at her a few times. Once, he said, "I've been working on getting Crystal to do this since she's been working with me."

"How's that worked out for you so far?" I said sarcastically after letting his cock pop out of my mouth.

"Oh, I'm still working on it, for sure," he grinned. "Good thing there are plenty of willing whores ready to suck my cock," he said returning the insult to me with a wink. I blushed in shame. He just smiled arrogantly as I didn't slow down my efforts. We both knew he was right.

"Ain't gonna happen, mister," she said with a curt smile.

"Oh, I'll never give up, I think I'm getting closer," he said pompously.

She chided me, "less talk, more action, we both have to get to work." She walked over right behind me and stroked my hair as I sucked him. Crystal had on just her loose cami still. I knew he could look down and see her beautiful breasts. I glanced up at him on occasion. He was more interested in her partially clad tits than mine, which were out and hanging there in full view.

He was barely there for five minutes before he pumped my mouth full. He left with just a smile to Crystal. Crystal had me hold his cum in my mouth. She pulled me over to the table and had me let it fall into my coffee cup. She sat there with wide eyes smiling as she made me drink it in front of her. Every so often she'd kiss me deeply as if to share.

"Thank you mistress," I said as I finished the last drop from the cup. "You know, you have his cum in your tummy like I do," I teased.

"Hush," she hissed disapprovingly.

"It's true, it's almost like you sucked him off too," I said without malice intended. "He's already kind of right, even though he doesn't know it," I giggled.

"Just shut up!" She said very softly as she averted my gaze. 

"Don't worry, the next cock is going to get that pussy," she promised as she changed the subject. "But, expect to be on your knees a lot more from now on, it's much easier setting up blowjobs after all," she winked.

"Ohhh," I sighed hopefully. My mind flashed back to the cock sucking I gave Glenn at the office. I remember walking by all those wanting guys. I wondered if she was hinting at making me the cock sucking office whore. I shamefully pushed that thought out of my head.

More days passed after that. I was almost itchy I was so on edge. It seemed that just the threat that anything could happen kept me in agitated arousal. Crystal came home that night with the most excited look on her face. 

"You won't believe the offer I got today," she said. She wouldn't tell me what it was exactly, that made me realize it was sexual in nature. I begged her relentlessly. She wouldn't budge.

"Oh, you'll find out soon enough, baby. It is about you after all," she chuckled. She left me on low heat to suffer. 

After dinner I could see her getting ready for something. She put on nice jeans and a clever leopard print top. She's such a knockout. She saw me fretting. "Don't worry, I'm going to include you, it's just that, well, honestly, it really doesn't matter what you wear. Let me think about it."

I sat in the living room pouting as she put on her makeup. She came out, "I'm going to a party," she announced. I started to protest. "Hush, you are going to, but only sort of, kind of..." she giggled.

"Tell me," I begged. 

"No, it'll be more fun this way," she said thoughtfully. "I will tell you that it does involve Teddie," she grinned.

Now, I loved being used by him in the manner I had but he didn't have my favorite cock, but I cursed myself for thinking selfishly when Crystal had been so giving and wonderful about letting me have it in the first place.

"It's not what you think, Lish," she smiled. "Put on your old jeans, the ripped ones. Wear your grey sweatshirt, the college one and tennis shoes, that's it.

Those were my hanging out clothes, not my party clothes. I wondered why she was dressed nicely and I was dressed like I was going to a barbecue. We drove in mostly silence, only interrupted by my occasional protests which she quickly rebuffed. We arrived at a house I didn't recognize. We parked down the street, there were quite a few cars lining the street on both sides. Crystal got out, she instructed me to wait in the car until she called me with instructions.

"It might be awhile, hon' and don't play with yourself in the meantime!" She laughed.

I listened to the sounds of merrymaking and loud music booming for at least an hour. Crystal called.

"How are you baby?" She cooed, she was clearly drinking. She playful when she was buzzed. She was also looser and more creative. "Don't worry, I'm working on things here, it's just taking longer than expected. I'll call you again soon," she said before hanging up abruptly. 

I sighed and pushed the seat all the way back so I could lay comfortably. I must've dozed off another hour or so. I awoke to another call.

"Ok, look alive Lish," she chuckled, her words had more of a drunken lilt to them. "Meet me at the side of the house, in the driveway. Don't let anyone see you."

I snuck out of the car and darted in and out of the shadows. There wasn't anyone outside that I could tell. I snuck down the edge of the driveway behind some bushes. I saw Crystal standing outside of the side door, scanning for me. I rushed out. She shushed me right away. She grabbed my arm and pulled me around the house carefully, making sure we weren't noticed. She pulled me around to the other side of the house. There was a small basement window just above ground level. It was behind some bushes. She motioned for me to crawl under the bush. I still didn't know why.

"Just stay hidden and watch," she hissed. Then she was gone. 

I could see the lights on. There were a few people hanging out in the TV area. It looked like a rec room. Part of the basement had been made into a den or an entertainment area. My eyes grew accustomed to the basement lights. There were 4 guys hanging out around the TV, then, Crystal walked in giggling loudly. Right behind her was Ted he was carrying something. It got suddenly quiet in the room. I saw him fiddling with the DVD player. I saw the group gather in close. I only recognized Ted and Crystal, the others I could only see the backs of their heads. I saw them watch the flickering TV intently. I couldn't make out what was on the screen but my anxiety meter was off the scale. I Still couldn't make out what was on the screen, I needed to be closer. I did see Ted put his arm around Crystal. I watched them for a minute. He kept sneaking his hand down to her breast but each time she playfully slapped it away. Every once in awhile I heard a gasp or what sounded like grunts coming from the rapt audience. 




Little Red Coat Ch. 05



I had to get closer. I inched on my belly down to the next window. Now I was glad Crystal had the wisdom to have me wear this clothing because I was getting dirty as well as scratched from the barbed bushes. I made it to the next window. It actually was cracked open an inch. I had to be quiet to not be heard. Also, since I was now in the periphery of their eyesight I had to be careful not to be seen. I peeped around the edge of the window carefully. All eyes were still on the screen.

"Oh my god, how the fuck did you get her to do that?" I heard one guy ask incredulously.

"Fuck, fuck," Groaned another. I could see the screen now. It was me, of course. There I was, on my knees in the entryway. I was giving my slut confession about the sex with Seth. Crystal had recorded it.

"I can't believe you are letting us see this with John here somewhere, this is his fucking sister," said one worriedly.

Crystal laughed, "oh, I'm sure it's ok, trust me."

"Fuck, this is awesome," was pretty much a consistent comment as the video finally ran its course. "I can't believe this is the same Lisha from high school. I knew she put out, but this is way better," said one.

"God, I knew she was a slut in high school, or so I'd heard, but I never imagined anything like this," said one of the guys who now was trying to restart the video. 

Crystal removed in from the DVD however. She had another one in her hand. They wanted to see that too. I knew what it must've been, it must've been the one Ted recorded. "Once per customer for now," she giggled. The guys began to surround her, playfully trying to take it away. They were laughing. Teddie wasn't helping her, they got her into a corner. Two of them held her hands above her head, she still tried to hang on to the DVDs. It was useless, one of them snatched them from her hand. 

"Teddie!" She yelled out. "Help me!" Teddie rushed in but by then the guy with the DVDs had put one back in the player and hit play. Ted went for the DVDs instead of Crystal. I kept my eye on Crystal. The two guys were still holding her hands above her head against the wall, a third was in front of her, really close in front of her. It was strangely quiet. I saw some movement from the guy in front. He was moving his hands.

"Stop it!" Crystal hissed, "you've had your fun." I could tell she was a little past tipsy. The guys didn't budge. Ted finally gave up on the DVDs and headed back to Crystal. The guy in front of her turned slightly towards Ted as he approached. I could see his hands clearly now. One of them was on her hip, the other was under her top. No one moved or said anything for a moment. Crystal was wriggling, but not violently. Almost immediately the other hand was up her top too. I could see the other guys' eyes wide open with shock. Crystal's head was down. She was bucking and writhing but it didn't appear the guys holding her needed to put up any resistance. She was still in between all of them. Ted's face was of confused shock. He was standing still, his mouth open. The guy in front of Crystal still had his hands fully under her top. It was almost like a cami, it didn't need a bra. The only person not frozen was the guy in front of her. He kept his hands under her top. Suddenly I heard her gasp. He must've had her nipples in his fingers.

"See?" said the guy in front. "It's all friendly here, she is digging this."

"Fuck off," snapped Crystal, though soft enough where it wouldn't draw attention to the rest of the party.

"I'm not raping you," grinned the guy with his hands under her top. "Just playing with you, like your girlfriend does. I just think it's fair we see your titties as well. Seems kind of unfair you'd show her in an embarrassing situation and you don't do something."

"Tell us that we're not raping you," he said. She groaned just after he said it, he must've rolled her nipples around, I knew she couldn't resist that.

"You're not," she said softly while avoiding their leers. "Just stop, ok?"

The other guys relaxed a bit and moved away slowly. Crystal just harrumphed and yanked her top down and walked out between them without resistance. She grabbed the DVDs. The guys didn't object. She handed one to Teddie, he walked out of the room. Crystal was right behind him. She stopped at the door.

"Stay right where you are," she hissed at the guys. They were on the other side of the room. "Don't move an inch or it's over." They obeyed. She looked behind her, no doubt to see if Teddie was gone. He must've been. She lifted her top over her tits, baring them to the ogling men. She took them in her hands and lifted them towards her lips like she was trying to suck her own nipples. One guy stepped forward, She stopped. The others pulled him back, they didn't want to ruin it. Then, after looking around again she put her hands into the sides of her jeans and slid them slowly down her soft, curvy hips. She turned slowly, you could clearly see a lot of her beautiful ass. She turned back one more time to face them. She stuck her hand down her pants. She pulled it out, her fingers were glistening. She stuck them in her mouth and tongued her fingers dramatically. Then, she giggled and said, "show's over!" and slipped out of the room.

I quickly hustled out of the bushes. I made my way to the car. I was panting, partially from the exertion but probably mostly from the embarrassment of having my video public ally shown as well as Crystal's molestation.

Crystal called me minutes later. "Hi hon, did you like the show?" she chuckled.

"Oh my god, mistress. I can't believe they saw all of that," I panted.

"It's just the start of everything," she said wistfully. "Like a freight train you can't stop. It's hardly the beginning though, Ted said probably dozens have seen his DVD and just as many have seen the one I made of you. This is kind of a themed party, at least for the guys. It's a "Watch slut Lisha" party. So, I suppose by now dozens here at this party have seen both DVDs and maybe hundreds, even thousands have seen the one he made of you, on a website that Ted posted on."

My heart nearly jumped out of my chest.

"Don't worry," she drunkenly cooed, "Ted blurred out your face enough in the identifiable ones, and he didn't use your name. He's turned a profit already on the pictures and the video. He did tell me he'd make more if he could see the pics and the videos "pristine" as he called them. We'll have to talk about that. But in the mean time, how are you holding up?"

I thought for a second. "Well, I'm embarrassed to death that I watched those guys enjoying that...but...

"Yes?"

"...but the looks on their faces, seeing me like that, in the middle of the gym, in that spotlight..."

"Uh huh?"

"I can't believe I can say this but, it turned me on," I shamefully admitted, just above a whisper.

"I knew it would," she said, slurring her words slightly.

"But Crystal, those guys, I thought they were going to rape you, I was about to jump up and call 911!"

"Naw, those guys are harmless," she said, to my surprise. "They were just playing. I let them have a little bit of fun. I could see how horny they got watching you. I was a little jealous that I was there, a sexy hot chick and yet they were totally focused on you."

"But they pinned you to the wall..." I protested.

"Only after I teased them. I told them you weren't the only one with nice tits. That's why the guy put his hands under my top in the first place. It was only after I told him he didn't have the guts."

"Wow," I said in total surprise. 

"I'm surprised you don't know me by now," she laughed. "I had it under control. I mean seriously, I scream out there and John and a dozen other guys bust in and kick those guys' asses."

"But Ted couldn't even help," I noted.

"Ha Ted, yeah, what a tool. That's why I waited to flash my tits, you saw that didn't you? Anyway, I made sure Ted didn't get to see them after that!" she laughed. Hearing her so in control, so confident, calmed me.

"So what now?" I asked with trepidation.

"Well honestly," she said with seriousness, "this party was Ted's idea. We've been showing that video to small groups at a time. That was the fourth group we let see it. You're getting quite the attention here, they've all begged for copies of it. I can see what Ted meant, there's a ton of money to be made on those things. I'll have to strongly consider letting him sell it uncensored. I also figure that we can use this as advertisement. It will give me a lot more options on people to have use you.

I was sweating now, my nipples were poking uncomfortably into the heavy fabric of the sweat shirt. "So tonight was just about the humiliation?" I asked. "If so, it certainly was humiliating, you have an incredible imagination in that area," I panted.

"No, after watching that video of you, seeing you in your element makes me want something for you to reward you tonight. You aren't truly satisfied without being used, I see that and I certainly don't want to be selfish."

"You aren't being selfish at all," I objected. "All this stuff is about me, my desires. What are you getting that would match that?" I asked earnestly.

"Well, I get the control. I get you afterwards, always. And, I've gotten felt up a bunch tonight," she giggled.

"A bunch?" I asked.

"Yeah, you think those last guys are the only guys who tried pawing me tonight?" she laughed. "Plus, I've been hanging out with Cindy a lot tonight. You remember her from school right? She's the only other lesbian from our class, at least that has come out. I hope you don't mind I've been allowing her a little freedom with her hands and lips tonight."

I was instantly jealous. It shocked me. I thought about it more. "God, Crystal, you are totally in my head now. I can't think of losing you to someone. You are the best."

"Good," she purred. "Don't worry, you aren't losing me to anyone. I'm not losing the best thing that's ever happened to me. I just said I'm letting her play a little bit. I just thought we'd both get a kick out of that, you with your slut games and me with some teasing."

"Crystal honey, I wouldn't even blame you if you had sex with her. I know I'd deserve it."

She softly said, "Aw, that's sweet, but I want things that are good for us. I think her playing with your honey's sweet body is going to heat you up later."

I knew she was right. She continued, "besides, I have to have something to do while you are busy."

"Busy doing what?" I asked nervously, I knew something was coming.

"Ok, you've been a good sport so far, I have to reward your patience. Who do you know at this party, did you recognize anyone?"

I admitted I didn't, that I couldn't identify anyone but Ted and her.

"Ok, who in high school lusted after you the most?" she asked.

I thought about it. I mentioned a few names, she said no to each one.

"No, no, no," she said with a hint of intoxication, "who of the people you didn't fuck or suck on?"

It only took another second. "Dennis Gray?"

"Bingo!" She laughed. "Remember him? He was the skinny guy, the wrestler who had the biggest crush on you. Of course, he was my age so he didn't stand a chance with you at the time."

"I remember, what about him?"

"Well, a couple things," she said. "One, he was the guy who you saw had a handful of my tits earlier...."

"Wow," I said, he's a big guy now."

"He is," she giggled, "and not just his height, I saw the bulge in his pants when he was feeling up my tits."

"Oh, wow," I said, embarrassed that that excited me.

"Second, I really like that it's a guy who has lusted after your ass for years. I'm sure he'll wear that pussy out if given the chance."

I inhaled sharply at that.

"Third, I think it's kind of fitting, like a karma thing," she said. "I mean, after all, you heated him up with that video. Then, he pawed your girlfriend who could only tease and not please him, so, in effect, this is all your fault."

I groaned. Humiliation. She was the queen.

"I see, so what am I to do?" I said dutifully. 

"Leave that to me," she slurred as she hung up. 

I waited rather impatiently the next hour or so, on edge, waiting for her fateful call. I was waiting for a call instructing me on how I was going to get fucked. It was all on her whim, her demand. I truly was her slut now, I couldn't help it, she was mesmerizing. I couldn't help but rub my pussy through my jeans against her wishes.

I jumped when my phone rang. "Ok baby, the time is up. I've made you wait too long already," she said loosely. "I teased you for weeks now and I've kept your pussy free of dildos and such just so you'd be crazy for it."

"Oh man, Crystal, mistress, I totally am," I said truthfully. I'd rubbed my pussy to a familiar hum but it needed more. I was about to be delivered.

"Good. Come to the side door, be careful, but there's far less people to worry about now. Oh, almost forgot," she giggled. "That would've been terrible! I want you to strip naked in the car. Pop the trunk. You'll see what is in there, you'll know what to do." She hung up.

She was right, I'd seen many cars leaving. I'd had to scootch down in my seat to avoid being seen. I wondered if I'd been seen, especially by the video inspired, what would happen if they knew the woman of such depravity was sitting in the car on that street, just waiting to hear how she was going to be fucked. I'd been thinking about gang bangs and gang rapes so often lately that I realized it must be more than the fear of it that made me keep thinking about it.

I stripped reluctantly, even though I knew it was what I craved, the use, the humiliation. It was all going to happen again. I quickly jumped out of the car and looked in the trunk. My little red coat. Of course. I smiled. I put it on. My slut outfit. I can't believe she'd almost forgotten it. I didn't worry as much this time about being seen, the street was fairly quiet. I didn't care as much that my tits basically hung out or that anyone could see my butt cheeks sticking out or that you could get a flash of pussy from the front. 

I reached the side door. Crystal let me in. She put her fingers to her lips. She took me through the kitchen and hustled me past the living room where quite a number of people still were. Now my heart was racing. Outside in the dark it was one thing if someone happened upon me, here, they'd be able to see most everything I've got. There also was the fear that many of the guys left here had seen my video and had gotten their libido's whipped up. I shuddered to think of them seeing that it was me, in just my slut coat, the woman of their lewd dreams. Wow, another gang bang flash, "what is wrong with me?" I wondered, though I knew, and so did Crystal.

She led me to a back bedroom. She moved all the coats and purses that were on the bed. Then, she pushed me onto the bed and closed the door. She kissed me deeply and slid her hands all over me. She was horny, she got moreso when she was drinking. I also couldn't help but wonder how far she'd let Cindy and some of the guys go, no doubt those thoughts were driving some of the excitement. She pushed me back on the bed onto my back. She unbuttoned my coat and spread it open, exposing my tits, my pussy, everything in front. 

"Scootch up," she giggled in her alcohol buzz. I did so. She had me raise my hands above my head. "Good thing I remembered these," she laughed. It was our handcuffs. I sighed. Oh god, how I loved being helpless. She knew it. She clicked them shut on my wrists and had wrapped them around one of the poles of the metal headboard. I wanted to protest, but I didn't dare.

She started to walk out. "Crystal!" I whined, "where are you going?"

She turned to me and smiled. I saw the playful alcohol induced haze in her eyes. "If I do my job right, I'll be back in a few minutes," she giggled.

She shut off the light. I could hear the music blaring and people singing, laughing and generally carrying on. I thought about how ridiculous this was. Here I was, bound and naked on a bed, in a house I didn't even know who the owner was. I'd done crazy depraved things so far, but this was right up there. I flinched at every bump or footstep I heard, thinking someone would find me like this, someone that Crystal hadn't planned on. Hell, I even thought, what if the parents of whoever is running this party came home, made everyone leave, then the the old guy opens his bedroom door and finds me like this. His wife would be screaming to call 911 and he'd probably secretly wish she was at her mother's for the night.

I occupied my mind with those thoughts until I heard several pairs of footsteps approaching. I heard giggling, it was Crystal. There was a man's voice too, deep and low. The door opened. Crystal was in a hug with the man in the doorway. He was kissing her, she was letting him. I could see his hands under her top, just like before, there were on her tits. He was tugging on her nipples, she was cooing like when I do it to her. I was still in the dark. She pulled away from him.

"You know I'm a lesbian, right?" she said with a drunken giggle.

"You sure aren't acting like one," he huffed as he continued to paw her.

"I know," she chuckled. "But it's on purpose, I just want you to be all worked up."

"Why, so you can leave me hard to get blue balls or something. You just prick teasing me?"

She laughed. "No, I want you worked up good for a reason. Remember that video I let you see earlier?"

"Yeah," he grunted. He'd removed one hand from her tit and he had slid his hand inside the front of her pants. I saw her arch her back, it wasn't to get away, it was to give easier access. I heard her moan. I recognized that moan. His fingers had found the target. He was tugging on one nipple, kissing her deeply, while presumably finger fucking her. It was an amazing sight. Honestly, I'd always hoped she'd share some of my excitement for men. She'd denied it vigorously. This was more than I ever thought I'd see from her.

"Easy tiger," she moaned. She pulled his hand out of her pants. He groaned his displeasure. She took two of his fingers and stuck them in her mouth. 

"Mmm, love love love that taste," she snickered in her tipsy state. 

She pushed him back against the door frame. "So, are you worked up now?" she asked lustily.

"Fucking right I am," he grunted. "You can't leave me like this," he said, motioning to his crotch. I'm sure he was showing her the effect she'd had on him.

"Mmm, good," she slurred. "Cuz this is about to be your lucky night. So, if I gave you a choice...say, you could have me, a known lesbian who has no idea what's she's doing with a man...."

"Or?" he asked with obvious interest. She had him in the palm of her hand.

"You could fuck me and get....who knows what kind of reaction, or you could fuck Lisha, just like in the video. The girl you've lusted after since, when, 14? 15?"

He just grunted. "Stop teasing me. She's not here, you are. I'll take my chances with you," he laughed. He kissed her again, this time more forcefully, his hands found her bare tits again under the material. He massaged them, she moaned again before pushing him away.

"Don't fuck this up," she said trying to be menacing but coming off comical with the alcohol affecting her words. "I'm serious. You know I live with her, she's my girlfriend. You know I control her sexually. You saw the videos, I allowed that." 

He now had a hand down the back of her pants deeply, the hand in the front had deftly unbuttoned her front, the zipper was down. He was now pawing her from front and back, she was squirming. 

"Stop it, Stop!" she said softly, sounding unconvincing, even to me. "Stop, just for a second," she panted. He relented.

"I'm saying choose, right now," she said with more forcefulness. "You can have me, or, you can have this," she said, as she reached around and flicked on the light. 




Little Red Coat Ch. 05



"Oh my fucking god," he said in disbelief. I couldn't see his face, my eyes hadn't adjusted to the quick burst of light yet.

I was able to make out Crystal standing against the doorframe, panting. He no longer was touching her.

"I thought so," I heard her say giddily before she closed the door.

I was alone with him. I saw him go into the bathroom and a light came on. Then, he returned and turned the bedroom light off.

"I want to still be able to see this," he grunted while running his hand up my inner thigh. He stopped short of my pussy.

"Lish, I can't believe this," he said in a deep, resounding bass. "I've wanted to fuck you for years, you know that."

I nodded. I heard his pants hit the ground. I couldn't see it but I knew he was already hard, ready. 

"I can't fucking believe this," he grunted as he climbed up the bed to me. "Fucking Crystal got me all hot and bothered, now this," he said, he was clearly talking to himself. He climbed over me, straddling me. He leaned in close to my face. "Is this some fucking joke by Crystal, did you know anything about this?" He asked as his hot breath blew past my lips.

"Yes," I said shamefully. "Crystal set this up."

"Damn," he muttered. "Damn, damn, damn."

"Why, what's wrong?" I moaned. My legs were open, his hands had been caressing me, just stopping short of my tits and agonizingly my hot pussy. I tried to rise up and meet his hand so he'd touch me there.

"This just feels wrong," he said. "I mean, you are beautiful, sexy, incredible, really."

"Then what?" I begged lustily.

"How do I know this isn't considered rape? How do I know that if I do it...and I really really want to do it," he said with obvious painful lust in his voice, "...that someone will call the police and it will look like rape."

My pussy was flowing now, I impatiently cried out, "It's not rape, fuck me!"

"What if she drugged you?" He mused. I could see him stroking his cock.

"Oh my god, Dennis..." I whined. I wanted it so bad. I could see it clearly now, it was engorged, it was thick, it was...beautiful. I had an inspiration. I remembered where I was. "Dennis, do you see a pink purse?" 

I heard him looking around. "I found one!" He announced. He held it up. It was Crystal's. 

"Look for her cell phone," I urged. He was still stroking his cock, I didn't want it to get soft, I was that greedy. I was in a hurry. 

He found it. "Ok, take it out," I instructed. He did so. I had him point it at me. I told him to record video. He finally figured it out as I was squirming. This was exquisite torture, seeing his fabulous cock and not being able to get it. "Ok, is it on?" I groaned. He said it was.

"Ok, this is Lisha, I'm tied to the bed here with Dennis. In no way is what's going happen, rape. I'm tied to the bed willingly and Dennis is free to fuck me any and every way he wishes until he is completely completely satisfied."

Dennis's mouth was agape. He was cautious, but he wasn't an idiot. 

"Tell me what I'm allowed to do to you," he said, his excitement growing.

"Oh god," I groaned. That familiar rush of lust flowed over me at the humiliating thought of it.

"Take me in any way you wish, sir." I said submissively, it was all coming over me in waves or tormenting pleasure. "Make me suck your cock. Cum down my throat if you wish. Stick that big cock in my pussy, fuck it raw if you wish. If you can get it up again, fuck it again, make me suck it again. Make me lick it up each time after." My pussy was flowing.

"What about your ass?" He sneered. He was good at this too.

"Oh god, Dennis, you are big. That probably would be rape," I gasped.

I saw his smile fade. He stopped stroking that incredible thing. I thought I saw it softening. I panicked.

"No, no, I'm just kidding. Fuck my ass with it too. Use all my holes, don't leave any out....just please...please...use lube..." I begged. 

His smile returned. "I've never fucked a woman in the ass," he said thoughtfully, "I'm not even sure I'd like it."

I looked directly into his eyes with purpose. "You'll fucking love it."

That did it. The camera was down and his cock was hard. He climbed between my legs. He worked it into my pussy as I groaned in satisfaction.

"Oh. Fucking. God," I moaned as it filled me. 

He worked it in slowly, thank god. He worked his way in with small, purposeful thrusts. I was thrashing. I wanted to help him in but with my hands bound I couldn't. Even so, being taken without resistance was even more exciting for both of us. 

He got fully in and worked it in and out of me in long, deep strokes.

I was moaning like crazy. "Take it out, take it out," I groaned. 

He immediately pulled out. "Why, is it hurting you?" He asked with concern. 

"Fuck no," I moaned. "Let me taste it," I begged. He grinned.

He stuck in in my mouth. I tasted me on him. He let me lick it off. I should say, he made me lick it off. He told me how and where to lick, including his balls. I sucked on the head like I was starved for it. I think I had him too worked up so he pulled my face away and sighed.

He climbed back in between my legs and fed it into me again. I groaned feeling it touch the newly explored territory. My coat was open, my tits were bouncing and he was splitting my pussy wide open with vigorous thrusts. I barely noticed the door open. It was Crystal, she'd snuck in to watch. It made me moan more. The wonderful humiliation at being tied to the bed and taken like this was now elevated as the perpetrator of the whole thing got to watch me being debased. He didn't notice her, he grunted over and over.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, your pussy is so fucking wet," he said over and over. "Better than I ever imagined," he stammered as he was lifting my hips off the bed with each thrust. I came so hard on his dick it was silly. Or, it must have been because Crystal was beaming with her radiant smile. 

My orgasm sent him over the edge and he held my hips up firmly while he kept his cock embedded in the darkest, deepest part of my pussy. Over and over he spurted, I could feel it. It was leaking out the sides of my pussy walls. He was sweating, his face was red. It took him a minute to come down from the high. He was still inside me the whole time.

"Oh fuck, that was awesome," he groaned.

"It sure was," giggled Crystal. That startled him. "Relax, big guy, I just wanted to make sure my girlfriend was all right. And, judging by her orgasm, I'd say she was fine. He grinned, that put him at ease. It was then that I saw Crystal had her hand inside her pants. Her button was undone, the zipper was down.

"Want to see something awesome?" She giggled as she approached the bed. Dennis had no objection. She put her glistening fingers in front of my face. I greedily lapped her juices off as his eyes got big.

"Fuck," he moaned.

"I thought you'd like that," she said smugly. 

They were both on the bed, one on each side of me. I felt his hand caressing my one leg, hers caressing the other. Their hands met in the middle, on my pussy. They both laughed. Crystal's fingers lingered. She rubbed her fingers on the lips first, then inserted two of them inside me. She swirled them around and removed them. 

"You are stretched open, my dear," she said with some wonder. She put her fingers to her lips and licked them clean.

"You are right, it does taste better fresh," she snickered.

"It's even better from the source," I said in total jest.

"Well, is it now?" She asked with a furrowed brow. Suddenly she leaned over me. His cock was still glistening. Her mouth slid over the tip before he could even react. 

He moaned again. I saw his cock twitch. That surprised her. She really didn't know cocks. I laughed and assured her it was ok. She put her mouth back on it and sucked it gingerly. Then, after my instruction she slid her lips up and down the shaft so she could taste him, and me, on his now growing cock. She giggled at the reaction. She could see the more she licked and sucked, the harder it got. She sat back on the bed. 

"I didn't mean to horn in on your action, hon'," she laughed. "I just wanted to see if you were right."

I was shocked, but incredibly turned on by all of this.

She got up to leave. Dennis's cock was now hard, though not quite fully. She looked at him. She saw the uncertainty.

"Don't worry, big guy. I can see that you aren't done yet. I'll leave you two alone for now."

She leaned over me. "Baby, I know it's all been fun up to now, all my teasing and such tonight, but tell me, If I leave you alone for awhile, are you going to be ok? I mean, I might be gone for awhile are you going to be able to take everything he's going to want? I mean, he's got years and years of lust built up for you."

I nodded vigorously. She knew she didn't have to ask, I think she just wanted to so that he could see my reaction. Then she leaned in again so that he couldn't hear. 

She whispered, "I'll leave this up to you," she said, her voice was still giddy with alcohol and lust. "I can stay here with you, or..."

"or what?" I whispered back. "Anything you want baby, you are so good to me, I mean it, anything you want," I urged. I knew she had something in mind. I loved her more than ever. I wanted her to be happy, satisfied.

"Ok, I can stay here with you or I have a really persistent woman in the living room who really wants your Crystal to stop teasing and put out." She laughed, yet still obviously interested in my reaction.

"Fuck, Crystal," I moaned. "You deserve it, you deserve more than that if you want." I didn't care that Dennis heard. "I'm serious, do it, I want you to, if you want one of the guys, do that! I mean it." I begged.

She laughed softly. "No, no, she was pretty insistent tonight. I felt like such a heel for teasing her so. She's had my nipples in her mouth, her fingers in my pussy. I know how I feel about you teasing people," she said thoughtfully.

"I know, you make me please," I said, my lust rekindling. "So do it, go please her, get pleased."

"So you two will be ok then without me?" She asked as she eyed Dennis suspiciously. 

We both nodded stupidly. She controlled us both. "Tell me what you guys still have to do, I'm going to be quite awhile," she warned.

I knew what she wanted to hear, "Dennis still has two holes to fill, ma'am. I'm confident that he'll be able to get it up a couple more times, even if it takes awhile."

"Good," she said approvingly. "Cuz I'll be a few hours, I'm sure. If you hear moans from the other room, just ignore it," she laughed as she headed out the door.

"Likewise," Dennis cracked. We all laughed even as the fog of lust had started to envelope us again.

Crystal couldn't resist one last tease. She stood in the doorway and peeled her jeans slowly, seductively over her perfectly shaped ass. She let Dennis see all of it. He let out a deep breath. 

She giggled, "You know you chose her ass over this," she said as she patted her ass.

"Oh, babe, one last thing," I cried out. "Give him the key to the cuffs, I want to be on my stomach when he fucks my ass, I think that's the only way I can take him," I groaned. 

"I'll do you one better," she said. She took off the cuffs and had me kneel on the bed. She clicked the cuffs behind my back. She put the pillows under my hips and pushed me down. My butt was up high and inviting. 

"She loves getting fucked like a dog," she grinned.

He was fully hard now, from all this, just as I was now so wet I could feel it leaking down my inner thighs. He was behind me. "Oh fuck," I moaned, "lube," I said as I felt his cockhead at my entrance. 

Crystal was still in the room. She reached into her purse, she had the best lube, she got it online. It was awesome, it stayed slippery throughout. I wondered what was taking so long. I heard him groan sharply. 

"Stay still," she chuckled. I heard the sounds of his cock being stroked, it was the slippery sound of a lubed cock. She was putting it on him.

She leaned over me and whispered. He's good and wet now, baby, and so fucking hard. Are they all this big?" She wondered.

"Fuck no," I moaned, "just when you are lucky."

I felt him at my opening. "Go slow," I urged, even though I wasn't sure I meant it. He eased into me just as he had with my pussy. It took a few minutes but soon he was deep in me. I heard a sigh, then the door shut. It was Crystal, she'd watched him invade me before leaving. My pussy flooded just a little more knowing she'd watched her slut get her ass filled.

I knew I was in for a long night of use. I knew he'd fill all three of my holes, even if it took an hour or two. He'd been wanting all this for years and now I was bound and helpless to stop him take me in any way he wanted. He fucked my ass good and hard for a long time, I probably should've let him do that first since he'd probably have cum the quickest but in a dark, humiliating way it was probably better than I had to take that long pounding. It was what I deserved, I'm sure. I offered to clean his cock after, as I'd promised I would but he was considerate and cleaned up first. 

We rested together after the ass pounding. He held me close and fondled me, my hands still cuffed behind me. I fell asleep. I was nudged awake by his cock on my face. I took it in my mouth and got it hard. When he was fully hard he had me kneel on the floor, my slut coat wide open, my tits hanging out like they should. My hands were still cuffed behind me. I sucked him that way. He kept groaning about how he was envisioning me on my knees in the middle of the gym, sucking Ted. He said, he'd always fantasized about something like that. At the moment I was glad he'd seen Ted's video, it would help him get off again.

I urged him on between sucks and licks. "Yes, cum in this slut's mouth like you wanted to all these years. Imagine it's just you and me, under the bleachers during a football game, sucking your cock while the crowd cheers above us."

He groaned his approval. I continued to torment him. "Then, imagine we're at the basketball game and I'm in a cheerleader outfit. You see that I don't have a bra or panties on but I'm only meaning to flash you. You can see the basketball players all getting a good look at my ass and my pussy though, you don't say anything. I remembered an inspiring comment from Ted, when he was fucking me on center court. I remembered him mentioning the basketball players. I added that to my story. "After the game, everyone is gone but some of the guys on the team and us. I'm in the corner, they have me surrounded, they keep trying to feel me up. They are lifting my skirt, they can see the slut didn't wear panties." 

"Oh god, yes," He moaned. His hands encircled my head at that thought.

I was taking him as deep as I could, though, with his size I'm not sure I had more than an inch or two of his cock in me at the most.

"Then what?" He begged. He was bucking into my mouth now.

"Then you step in and tell them to beat it, she's your girl," I said, slowing my tempo to longer, fuller, more purposeful strokes.

"Fuck yeah," He moaned. "But you want to do it, don't you?" He croaked, "you want to suck them too, don't you?" 

I was shocked by his imagination but I went along. "Um hmm, how many of them are there?" I asked as I flicked my tongue over his head.

"Three, no four," he hissed. "It's the black guys from the team."

"ohhh," I moaned, right back along with him. "And you know that I'd like to just line them up right there, in the open, and suck their black cocks?" 

He just kept urging me to continue with grunts.

He was close. "Ok," I said, the idea popping into my head from where he was leading it, along with knowing what he saw on the video. "Ok, so you break in and rescue me, even though you see my eyes glazed over with lust. You know if you hadn't saved me I'd be taken under the bleachers and be mouth raped by them, right?"

"Mmmm, yeah," He moaned.

"So instead, you pull me away from them. They get disgusted and we see them walk out." I wasn't sure how he liked the way it was going but I took a shot. "So, you pull me to the middle of the floor. It's empty now, just us, even though anyone could walk in at any time..." "Ohhh," he moaned, I knew I was on the right track. He was face fucking me steadily now. I could only take what he wanted, since my hands were bound behind me. 

"So, in appreciation I drop to my knees right on center court for you..."

"Mmm, yes..." he panted.

"I take out your cock. I start sucking on it, just like I'm doing now...."

"Mmm, mmm," he groaned.

"We're at center court. I'm sucking you. In our gym...."

"ohhhh," he moaned in a guttural tone.

I was going to take him over the edge. "I want you to be rewarded for your chivalry so I want you to see it all. I take off my outfit so I'm naked when I suck your cock."

He groaned his approval. He was barely letting me remove my mouth between strokes to continue. It was a herky jerky pace, which, in its way, I think added to his pleasure. 

"I'm naked, in our gym, sucking you off, baby, just like you wanted for years," I said, slurping on him. It wasn't quite enough. I threw it all in. "I sucked you on the football field, the alley behind the school, even in the math room, all the places you saw in the video, now its the gym, focus on what that looked like...."

"Ahhh..." he grunted. He was starting to pulse. "You are going to fill my mouth baby, in the gym, our high school gym, but, as you are filling my mouth you see the black guys have returned and they are watching...."

His cock started to spasm. I knew I had him. "Yeah baby, fill me up, fill my slut mouth like you've wanted to..."

He started to buck wildly, the first spurt was imminent. "Fill me up and then just turn to the black guys and tell them it's their turn now..." He groaned incoherently. I felt the first spurt hit the back of my throat.

"Fuck yeah, fuck yeah fuck yeah," He moaned. "They are all going to take a turn with your mouth...right there on center court...ahhhh...."

"Yes they will," I said, slurping him up. "And you'll get to watch it all."

"ugh ugh," he said as his spasms subsided. 

He popped out of my mouth reluctantly, the head now too sensitive.

"Oh my god, Lisha," he groaned as he fell back on the bed. He left me there like a proper slut. On my knees, hands bound, while his cum dripped down my face, neck, tits, and finally to the floor. It was then I noticed Crystal. She was standing in the entrance to the bathroom. She had on just her loose print top. Her panties were gone, the top didn't cover her pussy.

"Fucking wow is all I can say," she laughed. Dennis just grunted, he'd had enough. He got up and put his pants and shirt on. Crystal sat on the edge of the bed caressing my head. He was embarrassed now, he was limp and spent. He started to walk off. 

"Wait," she said before he was fully gone. He turned to look at her. "Watch this," she grinned. She pointed to the floor. There was a puddle of cum forming. I knew what she wanted. I carefully bent over, my hands still behind me, and I licked up his cum from the floor.

"Fuck," he grunted again. "She's awesome," he said with appreciation. He left. Crystal closed the door. My face was slick with his cum. I looked at her, she was exhausted, but smiling sweetly. I was in love with her face. 

"That was some story," she giggled while putting my head in her lap as she sat at the edge of the bed. 

"Where did that come from?" She asked.

I told her about how Ted had brought it up and I just ran with it.

"Hmm, interesting, that seemed a little more inspired by you than him. I'll have to keep that in mind," she grinned.

It was then I noticed between her legs. There were red marks, hickeys from sucking and teeth bites perhaps. They were in a cluster up her inner thighs all the way to her beautiful trimmed pussy. She saw me looking.




Little Red Coat Ch. 06



Crystal and I had to rest after our party adventure. She cryptically told me things had changed but that I should expect a new routine when were recovered. Crystal knew all about any fantasies I'd had and she paid close attention to anything I told her about sex, she knew me inside and out (literally as well as metaphorically). 

She remembered the story about the black basketball players that I told Dennis while I was sucking him off, to help him get off. She kidded me mercilessly that she was going to drop me off one day at a bar she knew that was frequented by athletes. She knew it both scared and electrified me.

She knew about the thrill I got whenever she mentioned Glenn and the guys at work. I even was forced to admit to her that just her saying the words, "office slut," got me hot. She teased me with this too, sometimes just whispering, "office slut" in my ear at the most embarrassing times. Once she did it at the bank while I made a deposit or in line. I'm sure the teller wondered if he'd said something to make my face turn that red. She whispered it another time at the coffee shop just before I stammered out my order to the cute barista. She loved making me blush.

She had also warmed to the idea of allowing the neighbors, Bill and Josh to see more of me. She no longer cared if they pestered me when she wasn't around. She knew how humiliating it would be to be outside letting them ogle me while tending the garden in a revealing top, or short shorts. She altered a few of my shorts just for that purpose so my ass would nearly hang out.

Crystal unveiled her new routine to me slowly. First, she had me start going inside the main part of the building where the mail is wearing one of only two outfits I could wear a bra and panties, or, I could wear the sheer nightie she picked out for me. As an added form of humiliation she said that I had to wait until I heard someone already in the mail area before I could go. This meant that either Bill, Josh, or one of the other two apartment occupants (all male) would have to be there when I got mail like that. As each day passed, it got harder and harder not to have Bill, Josh and a couple of the others all there at the same time. They all had the slut's schedule.

The first few times I opted for the panties and bra because I picked out the least revealing ones. Crystal tired of that quickly, however. She began to lay out the bra and panty sets, each more frilly and more revealing. Eventually, I was forced to wear the semi see-through nightie. The guys did not object to the wardrobe change at all. It was comical. No one said anything ever. I just went in, the guys would be hanging out like the were there randomly. I'd walk in. All eyes would be on my revealing form. I'd get the mail quickly, sometimes I managed a weak smile, no doubt with a blush, and I'd pop back into the apartment just as quickly.

In addition, another part of the new routine was to meet Glenn at all hours, in all places. She told me he had been really pestering her lately. He was trying to get her to suck him too. He was trying to get in her pants more now than ever. She said it this way, "I want you to suck all that cum out of him until he stops bugging me." 

As a result, I was on call for him, or I should say, my mouth was. Some mornings he'd just stop by like he did that once before, and fill my mouth before going to work. Crystal no longer was there when he would be, she was avoiding him. 

Some days he'd call me from outside my workplace while I was at work and at lunch time I'd have to walk down the hall past my coworkers and meet him in the parking lot and give him a lunch time blowjob. 

Other times, he'd just call me from somewhere, drunk, and make me go to where he was, like some seedy bar I'd suck him off in his car, or on my knees on the dirty pavement outside. I always told Crystal when it was him on the phone. I'd tell her what he wanted me to do, she'd just nod and say, "go ahead, office slut, do your thing." She knew it was all driving me crazy with lust.

I could see she was distracted, though. Some of it was because her parents were giving her a hard time about living with me. My parents had no idea. Hers were the kind of parents that had tried to bombard her with Christianity to "change" her to being straight. They were rich. Suddenly, they stopped helping her out with money. It was stressing her out a lot. Plus, she was gone a lot when she had me out doing things like sucking Glenn off.

Finally, she admitted why one day when I pressed her for it. "I'm sorry, honey. I should've told you before, I just was embarrassed to tell you," she said with tears in her eyes.

"It's John," she sighed. 

"What about my brother?" I asked with concern.

"John has been really good to me lately. He's helped me out a lot with money. I didn't want you to know. I didn't want you to worry. I know you don't make a lot and I know you are helping, but I can't really make it supporting us both," she said. It hurt me. I had no idea I'd been a burden. I started crying.

"No, it's ok baby," she said, trying to comfort me. "He has helped out a lot. He's my best friend. I've helped him before in the past."

"So that's it? You took some money from him?" I asked as tears streaked down my face.

She looked down. I knew there was more. "Well, no...this is what I was embarrassed to tell you," she said as she took a deep breath. "He's been having me...well, he's been teaching me....I mean....he's been making me suck him off."

"What the fuck?" I screamed, "That bastard! He's giving you money for doing that?"

She had a confused look at first, then a realization. "Oh god, NO! No, I'm not sucking him off for money. Wow. Sorry. No, I meant he's making me suck him off. In the same way I make you suck Glenn off. He tells me I have to do it, because I promised."

I remembered her promises to him that night. I'd just hoped it was sex inspired talk, nothing else. Turns out it wasn't.

He is so dominant with me. I've never felt this before. I know what you mean now. I know why it drives you crazy. He says I'm a "Switch". That means I..."

"That means you like the top and the bottom, I know," I said, cutting her off. "But you aren't just a switch with Ds roles, you are switching sides entirely!" I cried.

"No, I'm not!" Crystal protested. "I still love women. I still love you. This is just something that only he brings out of me.

"My god, honey, are you ok with that?" I asked incredulously.

"Yes, I'm ok, baby. Thanks for understanding. I totally get where you are coming from now. When John had me in that room at the party, telling me what to do, then Cindy holding me down and just taking me....well, I see why it excites you..." she said with her eyes lowered.

"It's still not right," I protested. "He's your best friend. What kind of best friend would make the other go through with a promise like that and still expect you to be best friends?"

"Well, you're my best friend too," she said thoughtfully. "And I make you do it all the time and we're still best friends, right?"

I was dumbstruck by all this. "So for the last two weeks that's where you've been going? Have you been sucking him off the whole time?"

She dropped her head again in shame. "Yes, I've sucked him off probably as many, if not more times, than you've had Glenn in that time. He tells me i'm a natural."

"Wow," I managed to say. I sat down in a daze. It was like she'd hit me in the stomach. She walked away and let me take it all in.

For the next week I refused to do anything sexual, either with her or with her new "routine". I figured the routine was just an excuse to keep me occupied while she sucked off my brother. She didn't bother asking me to do anything either. She was spending more and more time out of the apartment. I barely saw her. I slept on the couch. When she'd call me I'd ignore it. I erased her constant texts. After another week she didn't come home. I didn't ask where she was going or where she was. I figured I knew already. It was breaking my heart, I lost her to my brother.

I still got horny, much to my chagrin. Instead of depression I got too much nervous energy. A psychologist friend once told me he thought I was "Bipolar/manic depressive," or something like that. This must have been the manic phase. I had all sorts of energy and libido. It was like I couldn't turn it off. So much had happened to me lately, so much had changed and I was still on the wave of excitement from all the new possibilities. The submissive slut genie was out of the bottle, there wasn't any cramming her back in. I decided to do something crazy. I thought, fuck it, I've lost Crystal, what could it hurt? I had a general plan, just not a complete one. I'm not good like Crystal is with that. I was going to wing it.

If I was going to be the office cock sucking slut I was going to be it, not just get teased about it. Crystal had told me all about her office so many times, all the guys, the routine. I felt like I worked there already. Glenn had been calling me for weeks now. I hadn't returned his call. I think Crystal hadn't been there much either. I knew she had a lot of vacation time, she must have been taking it. I didn't know. It actually helped my plan. On his last message, Glenn had said he was heading out of town on Monday morning, he ended the message with, "I'd sure like some of that mouth before my trip, it'll help tide me over."

I texted him. "C'mon over in the morning before your flight, Doesn't matter what time, just show up and I'll suck your cock. Message me when, and what you want me to wear. How you want me. Bye."

In the morning I got the text, it was 5:30 am. I rolled out of bed groggy, but strangely horny. It'd been too long for me. 

I read the text. "I'll be taking a limo to the airport. I'm going to have him swing by your place at 6:00. Be naked."

I got that familiar twinge. For a moment I was able to convince myself that I could do this alone, I didn't need Crystal now that I'd discovered my true nature.

I took a quick shower. My hair was still wet when I greeted him at the door, nude. He grinned. "It's been too long."

"I know," I sighed. I dropped to my knees.

He didn't take his cock out. I looked up. "Listen," he said. "I know a bit about you from Crystal...I have an idea, if you are up for it."

I felt my pussy throb suddenly. "What is it?" I asked hopefully. I was starting to feel those familiar feelings again.

"Well, the limo is here, waiting. I was thinking...why don't you come along. Suck me off in the limo ride. It's a beautiful ride. It's got coffee, bagels, hell, it's got wine and champagne if you want," he laughed.

I thought for a moment. "Fuck it, this is just what Crystal would make me do, I didn't need her." I accepted. I started to go to the bedroom to dress. 

He grabbed my arm firmly. "No, I know you, you need to be naked for this."

I didn't protest in the least when he pulled me out of my apartment without my clothes, only with my keys in my hand. I wondered if the neighbors ever got up that early, if so they'd get another show. I saw the limo driver's face. It wasn't as surprised as you'd think it would be, Glenn must've tipped him off. We got into the limo. I began a long, leisurely suck of his thick cock. I was taking my time, it was more for me than for him. I'd missed it. But, if all went well with my plan today I'd quell that need. I could see the limo driver watching the whole time. Glenn had let him roll the window down. There was no need for modesty. I was a cock sucking slut, doing what I do best, naked, in the back of a limo. Glenn timed it perfectly, we were just pulling up to the drop-off when he shot off several weeks full of load in my mouth. I lapped it up greedily. I wanted a lot. I imagined how much I'd get in a day. 

Glenn got out with a smile. Several passersby got a good long look at the naked slut licking cum off of her as he left the door open for just that purpose while he and Ralph, the driver, got his bags.

Then, I was alone. I put my feet up and stretched out on the ride back home. I stroked my pussy absentmindedly, it was starting to warm nicely. Ralph watched me the whole time. I didn't mind, it actually got me hotter.

We arrived back at my apartment. I was on a mission now, I had lots to do, It was still kind of dark, though you could see the sun rising when we parked. Ralph just smiled and thanked me for giving him such a nice day to remember. Glenn had already tipped him well, apparently, I saw the wad of cash between the seat. I got out, he waved. I looked up. I didn't see any lights or anyone stirring. "Too bad," I thought, "they are missing a lot today", I giggled to myself. 

"So much still to do," I fretted as I drank my coffee. The mix of coffee and cum was now familiar. I almost wished they had that flavor at Starbucks.

I dressed quickly. I cleaned up a bit too, I didn't want to scare off that which I was after. I put on a short pink skirt. I had matching panties for it, they were sheer, one of my favorites from Victoria's secret. I put on a see -through bra, more Fredrick's of Hollywood than Vickie's. I of course put on my high heels and I grabbed my little red coat and I wobbled out the door. I sniffed, "Ha, Crystal, who needs her?"

I headed downtown. I arrived at Crystal's office. I knew where to start. Jim was one of the four guys in her office that I figured knew about my activities from Glenn. I targeted him first. He had his own office, just inside the main door. I slipped in without the secretary in the open area noticing. He was shocked to see me, to say the least. 

"What are you doing here? I didn't think Crystal was working..." he stammered.

"She's not," I said quickly. "I'm here for another reason."

"What's that?" He asked.

"I've heard you guys have been telling stories about me," with a hint of anger.

He was taken aback. He clearly was thinking how he was going to get this crazy woman out of his office. I was smiling inside. Soon he'd be thinking differently. "Listen, I just heard Glenn talking, you know Glenn," he said, trying to placate me.

"Tell me, tell me what he said," I urged. He hemmed and hawed. I told him to just say it and if it was truthful that I would leave if he wanted.

"He just keeps telling us you ....uh....you suck him off all the time."

"Is that how he says it?" I pressed.

"Uh, he says that you're his little cock sucking slut," he said with obvious pain in his face.

"Thank you," I said with a smile. "I don't blame you," I said, which comforted him. 

He seemed to relax. He was only relaxed for a moment. I stepped closer to him. He looked at me suspiciously. I leaned over his desk. I'm sure he could see my bra and my tits hanging freely just inside the confines of that tight little coat. I let his eyes linger for a second.

"Truth is, I'm not his cock sucking slut," I purred.

"Oh god, no, I didn't think so," he choked out. He was ogling my tits as he loosened his tie. His face was red.

I leaned over more. "I'm not his cock sucking slut, I'm pretty much everyone's cock sucking slut," I said firmly. I was proud. I was doing it, I didn't need someone making me at all, it seemed.

"What?" he muttered. My tits were now visible inside the bra. I let him look.

"I'm not just his. Doesn't it bother you that he brags about what I give him all the time? And trust me, I do give it to him all the time, I mean a lot, in fact, I've already got his cum in me this morning," I said, which drove him batty.

"Fuck yeah," he grunted. I think he was catching on. 

I went for it, I still had much to do. I dropped my coat on the floor, I locked his office door. I stood there in just my revealing my see-thru bra and the short skirt. I bunched it up so he could see my lacy panties. I inched towards him on my heels. 

"Wouldn't you prefer to be doing some of that bragging?" I asked as I dropped to my knees. There was no resistance when I unbuckled his pants. "Or, at least know what he's referring to."

He just moaned his approval. I sucked him to his boiling point and got rewarded with a steamy reward. I popped his dick out of my mouth. I licked him off the back of my hand.

"Don't tell anyone and I might just become your cock sucking slut as well," I giggled. He just nodded madly. I left him like that, his pants still at his ankles. I slipped out. I ducked down under the partition walls that separated the cubicles. I headed for the next thing on my list. 

I slipped out the front door again and headed around back. There was a driver that delivered their office supplies. Crystal said he was always there early. She'd mentioned recently how much she thought I'd like him. I think she was angling to set me up somehow. I was going to beat her to it. He was black. I think the talk about the basketball fantasy made her mention it. I'm glad she did. I nearly ran into him when I entered the small loading area.

I met him with a smile. I'd never seen him before. He was in his mid forties, muscular, but even thicker, like he had been a bodybuilder in his youth, but now it had softened somewhat. He was still an imposing figure. Crystal had mentioned he had been one of the most dogged contributors of talk about me. Glenn especially liked bragging to him about his beautiful, young, white cock sucker. Crystal said Glenn did it to exercise his authority. Crystal said that Rob, the delivery guy, really bristled when Glenn did it. She did say that Rob took a keen interest in hearing about it though, as he picked her for information all the time. That's why I think he was going to use me, someday, per her plans.

I stammered a, "hi." 

He said hi and continued loading his truck. I didn't have all day. This was going slower than I wanted. I walked right into the back of his truck. He turned around, surprised. 

He said, "what the fuck, lady?"

I put my finger over my lips to shush him. I dropped my coat and let him ogle what I had. Quickly, I said, "Listen, Crystal has told me all about how Glenn brags at getting a young, white slut to suck his cock all the time."

His eyes lit up in recognition. There was anger at the though, mixed with obvious lust.

I dropped to my knees in front of him. "How would you like to be able to tell Glenn you mouth fucked his whore?" I said, laying it on as thick as I could.

"Fuck, lady. Goddamn right I would." From the time I turned the corner to the time his cum splashed across my lips couldn't have been more than five minutes. I stood up, wiped his cum off my face carefully and scooped it into my mouth. 

"Well, now you can," I giggled. I walked away, leaving him speechless. It was the first time I'd ever had a black cock. I knew it wouldn't be the last.

"Two down," I grinned to myself. "Well, plus Glenn," I reminded myself. 

I had to time this next part right. I walked in the front again. I ducked out of the secretary's view. I walked around her cubicle on the outside, so she wouldn't see me. I walked passed Glenn's office, then Crystal's. Her office was dark. It made me sad for a moment, I pressed on. At the end of the hall, there was a copy room. Their computer intern guy worked in a small room attached to the copy room. I had to get this one done before everyone milled around here. The coffee pot was in this room. I made a beeline for his desk.

He was shocked by my appearance. He was always falling all over himself when I was around, his youth and his lust was always evident. Convincing him shouldn't be difficult, I'd surmised. I made up a cover story, even if it wasn't needed. I handed him a USB flash drive. I whispered if he could make a copy of it without anyone knowing. He nodded excitedly. He popped it in and in a few short seconds he handed me two copies. I was a bit surprised, I'd hoped he'd at least open the files. 




Little Red Coat Ch. 06



"Don't you want to see?" I asked. I pushed the flash drive back in and clicked on the pictures. I put it on slideshow. It was me, of course, naked. I was on my knees in my entryway. Some were from the video Crystal took of me in my submissive position, while I told her about my night with Seth. Some of them were just naked pictures of me Crystal took. 

His eyes got wide. I shushed him before he said anything. I closed his door behind me. The both of us could barely fit in his room. I fell to my knees.

"Keep watching," I urged. "I want to pay you for making the copy," I said as I unzipped his pants. He never said a word. His eyes darted from my mouth working on his cock, to the revealing picture show. 

I looked up at him as his excitement approached the no return point. "Now, you'll be able to tell Glenn that you got the cock sucking office whore's mouth too." He came buckets just after I put my mouth back on him. It was just in time. I swallowed it all. I felt so alive, so dirty. My goal was to fill myself with cum and that's what I was doing. I felt humiliated, horny, embarrassed, jazzed. I left him there gawking.

I turned to him and said, "keep the pictures, hon' they treat you like shit here anyway, you need some benefits like this," I said, winking at him. I swished my ass for him purposely. My pussy was creamy.

I went right to the elevator. I got on, I pushed the button for the next floor. It was only a two story building. The second floor had offices for another business, but Glenn's business rented one more office on this floor. It was for Danny. He was a young, pompous salesman. He was into sports and muscle cars. He was the one who was the biggest gossiper about me. He had Glenn's ear. He was his favorite. He and Crystal fought constantly, because she tended to do most of the work while he tried to claim most of the credit. He was an ass kissing jerk. Still, if I wanted to be what I'd been accused of being, I had to continue. I knocked on his door. His office had no windows. Probably just as well, I thought.

He opened it. He saw me. His eyes widened, his brow arched. "Whoa, what are you doing here?" He asked suspiciously. He knew I was Crystal's woman, that made him leery about me. That's why he was so harsh and demeaning in describing me when they discussed me. He wanted to hurt Crystal in their eyes. In a way, I supposed I was doing the same thing.

I stepped in. "I know you are Glenn's favorite," I said, playing up to his ego. "You are his golfing buddy, you have the best office, he gives you all the choice assignments..." I said. He was ogling my outfit. I wondered if he could smell sex on me, I certainly could. Some of it was the cum, of course, but a lot of it was me, I was soaking.

"What do you want?" He said snidely. He didn't trust me.

I had to move quickly, there was barely time for this before the other business people fill the place. I laid it out for him. "Listen, Glenn gets what Glenn gets. You've heard the stories about me and him,"

I now had his interest. "They are all true," I said. His eyes began to show lust. It was working. "I'm his cock sucking slut," I cooed. "I've sucked him in my own foyer mornings before he comes here for work. I've sucked him in his car at lunch, I've sucked him in back of dirty bars, wherever he wants it. I sucked him right here, in his office too, but you knew that already."

A vein in his forehead was bulging. "So, what of it?" he asked, again suspiciously. He was looking around nervously. I knew he was thinking that somehow I was trying to hurt him and Glenn, in favor of Crystal. 

It couldn't have been farther from the truth. "What the fuck do you want, Lisha?"

"Look, Crystal and I broke up, you know that, right, I'm sure Glenn told you," he nodded. "I've just been thinking lately...well..."

"Well, what?" he asked impatiently. 

"I've just been thinking that maybe I've been sucking the wrong people," I said.

He was interested now, very interested. "So...?"

I dropped my coat. I was standing in front of the guy in the office I hated the most. He was biggest jerk. But there I was, in my skirt. My sexy panties were already soaked, my bra see-thru and inviting. I was all ready to let him use my mouth as he wished. I let the skirt fall.

"Fuck," he stammered. That had shocked him.

"Good," I thought.

"I figured, if Crystal doesn't want me and Glenn is out of town, that you would be the best man for the job. Crystal told me she thought you had a big cock," I lied. She'd never said any such thing.

It worked, the ego stroking had him preening. "Then do it, bitch, don't just talk about it," he sneered. 

I approached him. I dropped to my knees. It was so natural. It was the position I loved the best, so submissive, so slutty. I took out his cock. It was a nice size, it wasn't huge, but I oo'hed and aah'ed like it was the biggest I'd seen. I slurped on him, he was instantly hard.

"Fuck, I knew you were a cock sucker from the start," he moaned. "I knew Glenn wasn't lying. I knew that you'd come to my office some day and want this cock too," he said arrogantly.

"Um hmm," I said, my mouth full. "I want you to fill my mouth just like your boss always does."

"And then you'll be back, won't you?" he panted. "You'll be back for it again and again won't you?"

"You know I will," I lied, stroking his ego while my hands stroked his balls.

He pulled off me unexpectedly. "So this is just all about you, huh?" he laughed snidely. "So you just expect you can come in here and get the cum you crave and leave?"

I was still on my knees, I was trying to distract him by licking at his cock. It was in vain, he kept it out of tongue's reach. He suddenly lifted me up off the carpet with a strong yank of my arm. He pulled me into him and kissed me fully. I didn't respond at first, he didn't care. He ripped my bra off of me. I squirmed at his attempts to do the same to my panties. He didn't listen. Off they came in one vicious tug. I groaned. I was naked in front of him. I was helpless. It was as if everyone knew how I needed to be treated. 

He pushed me over the desk with a thud. "Glenn tells me he's never fucked you, well, after today, I won't be able to say that," he said ominously.

"Nooo," I protested. He held my hands behind my back while I was squirming. He was between my legs, shoving them open with his.

"Shut up, you whore. You've wanted this since we met, haven't you?"

It was true, in a way. It wasn't true that I wanted him, ever, before this, but it was true that I wanted this kind of treatment now, even if it was from him.

"Noo," I whined.

He wasn't having any of it. He put his cock up against my slick opening. He was holding my arms behind my back, pinning them uncomfortably.

"Don't," I meekly cried as his cock slid into me with ease.

"Fuck, you are wet," he grunted. "You're just a fucking wet, willing whore," he said with urgency. He started fucking me deeply. I couldn't help but respond. He laughed at that.

"Look at the whore, squirming on my cock, tell me you want it."

"Nooo," I begged softly. "Nooo," I kept saying at the same time my pussy was basically sloshing on his dick and my vaginal walls gripped him tightly.

He laughed again, "dirty whore, you think you'd already have known that by now."

I cursed him under my breath at the same time my clit betrayed me and I shuddered to a climax on his dick.

"Yeah, that's it, cum like the dirty whore you are," he grunted.

I started to regain my senses. I started begging with him. It all seemed so pointless, he was enjoying it, I was being made to enjoy it. But still, I had come here for a reason, not that him fucking me would mess that up. It was just something I wanted.

"Oh god, fuck, yes, it's good," I panted. "You made me cum with your beautiful dick," I purred. "Keep fucking me, keep fucking me but please please let me swallow your cum," I begged.

He didn't respond. He just kept rhythmically jack hammering my abused pussy.

"Fuck me all you want but I really want to taste your cum, cum in my mouth!" I begged. I wanted it. I really did. It wasn't a ruse, or a show. It was what I was there for, to swallow their cum. 

"Fuck yeah, fuck yeah," he started to chant. My pussy was driving him crazy. "I'll cum in your slut mouth for sure. You'd better not miss a drop or I'll take off my belt and whip your ass raw," He threatened.

"Don't worry," I urged, "I want it all, give it to me," I begged. Secretly I had the quick thought of a drop of his cum hitting the floor after falling from my lips, I could imagine his belt sliding off, I could imagine him holding me over the desk, holding my arms, just as he was now, fucking me. I could feel the belt swishing through the air..." 

I was interrupted by that thought as he pulled out of me quickly. He was holding the head of his cock tightly, to delay his orgasm.

"Suck it, bitch, swallow it, like you wanted," He said. He shoved it into me and I gagged at the suddenness of it. I quickly found my pace. He was face fucking me. He was groaning like a wildman. He started to cum.

"Drink it all you cock sucking whore," he snarled. He pinched my nose shut and held the back of my head with his other hand firmly. He shot it straight down my throat. Finally, he pulled out abruptly. He laughed as I had a coughing fit right there on my knees on the floor.

"Don't you puke any of it on my floor or I'll give you the belt," he snapped angrily at me. I saw him reach for his belt. I showed him I'd swallowed it all, like a good whore.

"See, see, I swallowed it all, like you wanted," I said submissively.

"Now get out," he barked. He tossed my coat and skirt at me. "I'll keep these," he said rubbing his hands over my wet panties and my bra. He put his nose over the panties.

"What a fucking whore," he said, just shaking his head. "Your panties were wet before you even got here." I turned and left, my face crimson with embarrassment, anger, and yes, lust. I hated him more at that moment than ever, but I even wondered as I walked out when, not if, and how often he'd use me again. I went downstairs and walked past Crystal's office. I hung my head in shame. I wondered if she'd be proud or disgusted, by what I was doing. She'd hinted at it so many times, but I actually put it into action. By now, I was hugging my coat tightly at the top, since the jerk had taken my bra. I walked past the secretary, at this point it didn't matter, I was done with my task. I wanted all the guys that had heard Glenn boast about my mouth to have me. They all had. I was what I wanted to be, the office whore.

I returned home. When I got there Bill and Josh were sitting on the stoop. 

I clutched the coat as I walked past them. "What, no show today?" they whined. I'm sure they could already seen plenty. I stepped inside to safety. Let's see, Glenn, Jim, Rob, the computer guy (I was embarrassed that I had his cum in my stomach and I didn't even know his name), and finally Danny. Five. I had five loads of cum in my stomach. I fell asleep that night in a fitful, lustful sleep. It was so naughty, so dirty, but I fucking loved it, especially being taken roughly over the desk. God help me, I missed Crystal the most at that moment. She could always control things and when they were over comfort me and show me I was still loved. I felt ashamed at the same time I felt excited. I still loved her, I missed her. I wondered if I'd ever get that again.

I even started to write a sex diary of all my slutty actions and thoughts. I wrote about everything I did in the limo, the office, how I felt. I even wrote things I promised, like being back for that jerk Danny. He did make me say I'd be back for it, even if I hadn't meant it. I knew what Crystal would want so I wrote it down even if she might never see it. It was a way I could still have her in my thoughts.

I awoke to a phone call from my mother, it changed my life. The first words out of her mouth were, "Oh my god, honey, John is getting married!"

I managed to mumble, "To whom?"

"Crystal Cooper, you might remember her, she went to your high school too!"

Crystal, my Crystal to my brother John. Mom and dad never knew about my relationship with her or who my "roommate" was. I pulled the covers over my head, I wondered if I'd ever have the will to get out of bed again.



{Look for part 7 of Little Red Coat, coming soon} 



Little Red Coat Ch. 07



{Part 7 of "Little Red Coat}

I spent most of the next few days in bed. I didn't feel like moving. Crystal and John were getting married. It seemed so surreal, so impossible a few weeks ago. A few weeks ago....that's all it was when I was falling completely in love with her and she was expanding my sexual horizons to a point where she had me in a constant state of arousal. Instead of being energized and manic I was just a depressed lump, wasting away in my self pity.

John and Crystal kept calling me, I kept ignoring their calls and texts. One day I heard them banging on my door but I didn't answer. I pretended I wasn't home. I had had the locks changed. The banging stopped. 

I lost my job because of all the time I was taking off. I didn't care, I just slept in longer. Suddenly the bills started piling up. Crystal had taken care of them before. I realized how little I actually made in relation to the cost of the bills and the apartment. I only knew of one way out.

I called Ted. He was happy to hear from me. I know he was angling for another shot at me. I wanted to use that to help me. I asked him how it was going, especially, how it was going with whatever website he'd put my pictures and video on. He told me it had run it's course. 

"People just don't like censored porn," he guessed. Plus, he said the videos and pictures weren't of the quality that good sex websites have. He said he was thinking of making his own website. That way he'd get all the money, but with just the pics and video he has he has decided against it. I told him to go ahead with it.

"Do it, put up your website," I urged.

"Why? What good will that do?"

"Because, I want you to," I begged. "Put up the website, post those pictures and the videos. You have both of them don't you, yours and the one Crystal made?"

"Yes," he said, sounding embarrassed. "I actually made a copy of hers for my own use," he admitted. "I was afraid to ask Crystal."

"Good, then post them, post them all, don't censor any of them, show everything," I urged.

"Are you sure?" he responded incredulously.

"Absolutely, however, whatever you make, I get half, got it?" I said firmly.

"Um, half, yeah, great!" He said. "I can get that started soon," he said.

"No!" I whined. "I need money now. How long will it take you if you are motivated?"

He said, "Ok, I can probably get everything going, and maybe get a few hits and money coming in...in...say...a week? That's only if things go perfectly," he warned.

I asked, "you can't get it going sooner?"

"No, I'm afraid not, this stuff takes time. A week is totally optimistic. I can have the website up tomorrow. Getting it advertised and getting people interested takes longer."

"I see," I said. "What if you email all your buddies and their friends, like the ones at the party, all the ones who have seen it. I know they all wanted a copy of it then."

"Yes, that's a good idea," he said. "Are you sure you are all right with this?"

"Yes, do it," I hissed. "And make them all pay for it too, don't give them any freebies!"

He laughed, "Ok, ok. I'll tell you when it's up and running, I'll give you the administrator password, so you can see how we are doing."

I thanked him from the bottom of my heart. I asked him what he was doing. He said "nothing," I told him I'd be right over to properly "motivate" him. 

I took my little red coat off the hook by the door. I grabbed some shorts but didn't put them on. Just me and my coat. I took a box out of the closet. It was my last present from Crystal. It was a new digital video camera. She had the idea for me to bring it along on all my adventures. I'd never taken it out of the box since she'd left. I had an idea to help our fledgling new business.

I hustled out the door. My tits were bulging out, my ass was hanging out, the shorts were for later. I didn't bother pulling down the coat. I ran directly into Josh, from upstairs.

He grinned boldly. I'm sure he expected me to ignore him and walk past. I stopped. I chatted him up. I was just bullshitting, about the time, the weather. I just wanted him to ogle me, standing there, my pussy and ass poking out under the coat. He was looking, oh, he was looking hard. I just smiled sweetly like it was just another day. I turned to my car, I still had Ted to deal with. I asked Josh when his next party was. 

He said, "Uh, next Friday. Do you want to come?" 

I grinned, "I'd love to," and with that I flipped my coat up in the back so he could see my bare ass as I walked away. 

"See you then!" I heard him call excitedly from behind me.

I got to Ted's in record time. He caught my outfit.

"Ah, the little red coat," he grinned.

I told him my plan. "Let's do a series of videos. Sell them one by one," I said, laying it out. "We'll call it the Little Red Coat series. I'll wear it every time I do something. We'll make it my story, the story of the slut that goes out and gets fucked in all sorts of ways in her little red coat."

He was immediately into it. "Yes, that'd be great!" His face changed quickly though. "But Lish, you should see the kind of porn that's out now, it's all digital stuff, high def."

I pulled the new camera out of the box. "Will this work?"

He looked it over, "fucking right it will, these things are awesome!"

I said, "Ok, that's the plan so far. You post what you have, uncensored, hopefully a lot of our classmates and acquaintances will start a grassroots thing first. Then, everywhere I go I'll take this with me and film it. It doesn't all have to be "Little Red Coat" stuff, of course. But I'll try and focus on a few for those first."

"Gosh, Lish, that sounds great but why are you doing this now?"

"I need the money," I said truthfully. "Crystal is marrying John, as I'm sure you are aware, I can't afford my place otherwise. I was seeing if this works out, if it doesn't I might try stripping."

He gave me a concerned look. "Are you all right, about the marriage thing? They said they've been trying to talk to you about it for weeks and weeks. Is this what's behind all this? Don't do it if you are all weirded out about that, or because you are depressed."

"What are you, my father?" I hissed. "Aren't you the one that fucking videotaped me sucking you off in our high school gym then made me crawl down an alley naked? I'm not fucking depressed!" I spat. "I just need the money.

"Ok, ok," he said trying to avoid my wrath. "Well, that camera will certainly help our revenue. Too bad we don't have anything new to hook the new customers with."

"Ah, but we will," I smiled sweetly. "Follow me. I have an idea for a teaser." I led him outside. 

I knew Ted's neighborhood a bit now, since the party at his parents house. I had to put on shorts for this, they were white, very tight. You can see my pussy lips clearly in them. We walked down his street to the corner, there was a bar on the corner. It was one of those local watering holes. I stopped. I gave him a choice. When he considered the two choices he took the second one. He said it'd be better having someone (him) manning the camera. That way it wouldn't come out all grainy and poor quality.

He asked me, "Are you sure about this? What if it doesn't work?"

I told him, "look at me, look how i'm dressed. You don't think I can do it?" I teased playfully. I just had on my tight coat. I had nothing on underneath, save the short shorts. I wouldn't even be able to take the coat off inside. It didnt' matter, I didn't plan on staying long.

He turned on the camera. I put my face in close. "Hi guys, I'm Lisha. Welcome to my new website! I'm a submissive slut that loves pleasing guys in every possible way. If you haven't seen some of my old videos you are in for a treat. Tonight, I thought i'd give you a preview of what kind of slut I am and what kinds of things you'll be seeing from me. Tonight, just for an appetizer I'm standing outside of a local bar. I've never been in there. I don't know anyone there. I'm going in, just like this," I said as I backed up and let Ted show them my slut attire. I'm calling this my "Little Red Coat" series. In it I'm a slut who goes out in her slut outfit as you can see, to get fucked in many ways. Tonight, you'll see how long it takes for me to get a complete stranger to come outside and use me."

I told Ted to film through the window while I went in, so they could see me at the bar, trying to pick someone up. I said I'd add commentary later which would tell them what was said. Then, when he saw me coming he was to hide behind a fence and keep filming. It was directly across from a light that hung from the back of the building. I wanted it to be illuminated so it would show everything.

"Do you think it will be able to be high quality?" I asked Ted nervously.

"Fuck yeah, I get to work with one like this in my film class. These things are awesome, it'll be like being there." I smiled. He looked around. "Are you going to be sucking another cock in an alley, young lady?"

I giggled, "Wish me luck." I walked into the bar, my coat barely covered what I was about to give away.

I went straight to the bar. There were a couple older guys at the end and a blue collar, younger man in the middle. I chose him to be the lucky one. Watching the tape back I wasn't surprised that the running time for me in the bar was 5 minutes and 47 seconds. That's all it took me to convince that complete stranger to come outside so I could please his cock. That's what I told him when he offered to buy me a drink. I whispered, "I'd rather go outside and see that cock." The humiliation of it made my pussy tingle.

I led him out, under the light and I dropped to my knees and took his cock out. I made sure I angled it so Ted could get closeups if he needed.

The guy knew I was a slut, how could it not be obvious? I think he was just giddy that I wasn't some paid whore. He called me a slut and a whore while I lapped his cock. I shimmied out of my coat, I wanted to give the viewers a good look at what they'd see a lot later. He filled me up like that while I was naked in an alley, my slut clothes lying in clear view next to me. He was gone a second after he'd cum in my mouth. I wasn't even off my knees yet. I stumbled naked over to the fence. Cum was still dripping from my lips. I had Ted zoom in. I said, "How long did that take?" 

He looked at the running clock. "Less than ten minutes."

"You see guys?" I said as I licked up the cum. "Inside ten minutes of meeting a guy in a bar his cum is now inside me. Remember, this is just a teaser, I'm a way bigger whore than this, believe me. Till next time!" I said as I blew a kiss at the camera.

We rushed home and Ted downloaded it to his computer. He promised me updates. I promised him a blowjob if he got it running and got us money coming in within a week.

I went home. As I drove I kept trying to convince myself I'd be all right, that I didn't need Crystal. I was going to make it on my own and if this is what it would take I'd do it. I didn't care anymore. I was laying it all out there. I felt manic again. My libido was raging. That's why I agreed to party with Bill and Josh. Hell, why tease them? Why not let them fuck me, why not let them all fuck me? I figured it would make us some good money on the website. I thought about the office episode where I'd sucked all the men Glenn had bragged to. I'd made that happen, didn't I? There was plenty more humiliation out there. It seemed the world was out to humiliate me anyway, I might as well make it easy for them. Deep down though, I knew I was missing something. I tried to push it out of my mind. 

Again, I skipped through the messages on my machine when I got home, I barely heard Crystal speak before I cut it off. "Sorry babe," I said to myself as I smirked painfully, "but your slut has to rest up, she's got a busy slut schedule to keep." 

Still, I wrote it all in my diary, about the website, the bar blowjob, teasing Bill and Josh, the upcoming party, I spilled all my slutty thoughts onto those pages like the men did with their cum on, and in me. I realized I was living out our dream. All these things I was doing were things she was leading me to do anyway. Glenn, the office, the website and people viewing me, even Bill and Josh. They were all things I knew she'd have had me do eventually anyway. I was keeping a log, like a good little slut.

I had a hard time sleeping. I kept dreaming of the neighbors, of the guys at the office, cum, gang bangs, Ted. 

I met Bill, the neighbor at the mailbox the next day on purpose. I'm sure Josh had told him that I flashed my ass at him. He had a goofy smile. I just felt so fucking horny and I was excited about the new website so I wanted to have another little something for Ted. I just had on my g string bathing suit which I usually only tan in, and a barely there top which did nothing to hide my perky nipples. I couldn't help it, exhibiting myself always got me perky. He took notice, I let him stare. 

"So, will there be lots of guys at your party?" I asked with a hint of suggestion.

"Um, yeah, there always is, probably 10, 15, who knows, the game is on," he said, still ogling my assets. Are you coming?"

"Depends, do me a favor?" I asked seductively. 

"Sure!"

"Good, come here," I urged. I led him back to my apartment. No sooner had the door closed I'd taken off my top and my g string. He stood there gaping. I hit the remote on the camera, slyly, he didn't even know there was one. I was on my knees sucking him. He'd wanted this for months and I swear he saved up because he nearly choked me with his cum. I helped him zip up and I basically pushed him back out the door.

"There, now tell all your friends there's more of where that came from," I said as the door closed behind me. I approached the camera and smiled as I licked up what was left. "Mmm, that tasted good, I was so hungry for cum this morning!" Hoped you liked it!" I then shut it off. 

When I replayed it from the start it sounded like this, "Hi, this is Lisha, I'm feeling extra horny today. I decided that I'm going to get some new cock. Like what I'm wearing today?" The camera showed me swirl around with my outfit. "Good, because I'm hoping this will just take a minute. You see I've been teasing my poor neighbors something awful and a slut like me can't just be a tease. I hear one of them at the mailbox. Let's see how big a slut I can be and how quickly I can get his cum in me." 

I had pointed the camera out the smoked glass, you could clearly see me enter the building, you could see me and Bill talking, even if it was somewhat blurry and literally, within a minute, two at the most there I was leading Bill in and stripping. I noticed the timer when it was all over, from the intro to me pushing Bill out and licking up in front of the camera was six minutes, fifty seven seconds. 

Ted loved the new video and posted it, he told me to keep them "cumming". Glenn called me from the airport the next morning. He told me he was taking a limo again, could he stop by and pick me up on his way to work.

"Are you angling for another blowjob, sir?" I laughed.

"Absolutely," He said. "Don't think I didn't hear about your exploits at the office, hell, Danny called me later that day!"

"That fucker raped me!" I protested.

"I'm guessing you liked it though," he said confidently.

I blushed. I'm sure he could almost feel it through the phone. "Are you mad?"

He laughed. "What do I care who has you in the time when you aren't with me. I mean, having an office whore should be good for morale."

"Good point," I grinned.

"So, are you up for it?" He asked.

"You know I am, are you?" I teased.

"Not at the moment, but I'm sure you'll remedy that. I'll pick you up in a half hour. Wear your heels only, I think Ralph is a heel man."

He hung up, I blushed. Ralph again.

I stood there like the slut I was, naked, in only heels, just inside my door, waiting to be whisked away to perform my cock sucking services for the viewing pleasure of two men. I had a favor to ask them, though.

They arrived. It was broad daylight already. I didn't care, I walked out naked. Bill and Josh were on their porch, drinking beer already, "seriously?" I thought, "It's ten A.M.!" I let them watch the naked slut get in the limo. I had my camera in one hand, the red coat in the other. I asked Ralph for the favor. He and Glenn smiled when I told them what I wanted and why. I walked back, still naked, with Bill and Josh gaping , to my door. I put on my slut outfit. This one was for the series. I had Ralph start videotaping. I walked seductively to the limo while he filmed. I opened the coat on the way, showing my nakedness. I leaned in the window to talk into the camera. My ass was sticking out for Bill and Josh to ogle while I talked to the camera.

"Hi, it's Lisha again. I've got my slut outfit on and I'm hungry for some more cock today so I have a businessman who has me at his beck and call for oral services. Today, he's here to pick me up and have me suck him on the way to work. Plus, I have some other surprises, hope you like!" I giggled as I wiggled my ass at Bill and Josh. The way I'd been teasing I knew that they'd probably break their cock off in my pussy they'd want it so bad. I liked that. At least Bill had gotten my mouth, poor Josh would have to wait.

I climbed into the limo. Ralph was still filming as I took off my coat, revealing my naked body. I sucked on Glenn's cock, which was already out, he'd been stroking himself to hardness. Glenn took the camera for some point of view action as Ralph drove us down the streets. I sucked him slowly, I wanted to wait for him to cum until the right time. We arrived in the parking lot of his work. Ralph got the camera back. I had him open the door so he could film it better. I worked Glenn into a frenzy with my mouth. When he came I grinned like a proper slut and let the cum ooze down my face. I took the coat and wiped some cum onto it. 

I looked at the camera. "Don't worry, little sluts like me love swallowing cum. I just decided I'd like to mark the coat a little with each adventure. It's a slut's coat after all, it should look like it." 

Glenn got out, smiling. They'd avoided showing their faces in it. I wanted it like that. I wanted guys to be only seeing slut Lisha in all her glory.

On the way home I sucked on Ralph's cock. He wasn't surprised, though he was genuinely grateful. I just figured him having to watch twice now, well, it just wasn't fair. We didn't use the camera. It would've been too hard with him driving. No, not the cock, the difficulty! Sheesh! I had the surprise waiting at home. Bill and josh were still on the balcony, I didn't need them for this but I thought it helped.

I had Ralph turn on the camera again, we were in the backseat. The neighbors saw me get out, coat wide open, and get in the backseat of the limo with the older man. He positioned the camera just right so he wouldn't have to mess with it. It was from the side, and a little bit behind, he had it resting on where the window comes down in the front. I thought it would be perfect for it. I also had him open the sky light. Clearly, Bill and Josh would be able to see in from above. Like I said, I didn't need them but it was going to help. I turned to the camera. I peeled off my coat.

"Hi again," I giggled with an attempted look at shame. "I just got so excited sucking the business guy off earlier that I didn't think it was fair to leave the driver hanging. He did get to see it all. I'm a slut, after all, not a tease."

I sucked on him for several minutes to make sure he was nice and hard. For an older guy, he sure had no problem getting, or staying up. I had an idea. I took the camera from it's perch and pointed it through the front window, directly up. 




Little Red Coat Ch. 07



I looked at the camera again, "I see we have some naughty neighbors watching, how fun!" 

I put the camera back in it's spot then I slowly, seductively slid my pussy down on the old man's cock. I rode him smoothly but firmly. The camera caught a very good angle of my young, tight, sexy body, fucking this slightly overweight, upper 50 something. I was moaning. It wasn't an act. I craved this stuff. I kept thinking of how I'd teased him and now I had to please. I tried to push Crystal out of my head as I rode him. Still, I thought of her. I wished she was there, looking out the window at me with pride. I couldn't help it, I came at the thought of her watching. Ralph soon followed. I made sure we were both noisy so Bill and Josh could really get worked up. 

I slid off of Ralph, thanked him for the great fuck and turned to the camera. "Wow," I said, "You just never know what's going to happen to me when I go out in my little red coat! Again, I dabbed my pussy with the coat. The cum would dry nicely on the sleeve. I clicked the camera off. Another winner video for Ted.

I got out of the limo, I left my coat open, I mean, why bother? I waved at them. "Hi boys, can't wait for the party!" I giggled.

I called Ted and told him about the video he said, "Lish, you won't believe this, but I've been up the last couple nights working on this and...well fuck...we got our first hits earlier. We had our first paying customer even. It's only been a couple days, this is awesome!"

I told him to wait until tomorrow and I'd drop off the newest video, I was tired. I went and collapsed. I erased my messages again. I needed to recharge again. It wouldn't take me long. Money, finally. Ted had said with all the feedback he was getting that the guys loved my introductions as well as the action. They liked it when I set the scene, told them what I was about to do. He had told me to keep it going. I wrote everything down in my slut diary. I wrote about the bar, the website, everything. All my thoughts, all my promises. I wrote everything I planned to do which included everything Crystal and I had talked about. I didn't suppose she'd ever see it but it was a way I could connect with that part of her again.

I craved the sex. I craved the use. The one thing I was missing was the feeling that another person who loves and cares about me controls my actions. That's what was missing. Being used is just a part of it. Being made to do things, by someone that knows your very soul, well that was the drug, the high. I was fighting it, since I didn't think I could have Crystal, what's the use of wanting it?

I awoke the next day with nervous anticipation. Bill and Josh's party was coming and I had no idea what that was going to be like, what was to happen. I was for sure going to try and get as much of it videotaped as I could, for sure, but I had to do it in an unobtrusive way. I couldn't just drag Ted along. That would hamper the natural lust they'd have for me. I wanted it to be real, to be raw. I wanted it to be their natural reaction to getting a slut that's mercilessly teased them for so long. I longed for Crystal's brilliantly devious mind. She'd know what to do, how to have it done. It would be in the most exciting and humiliating way possible for me, I was sure of that. I craved that. The knowledge that someone knew the very core of me and would force me to face myself and my desires was what drove my arousal sky high.

I dropped the new video of me sucking Glenn and Ralph, off to Ted and he excitedly got it up and running. He gave me a nice check, my first one. It was more than I expected. I tried to reward him as I'd promised to do. I wanted to drive home with a belly full of his sperm. For some reason, he rebuffed me and made me promise it for "later". He told me how so many of his friends and their friends were emailing him, asking him if they could somehow meet me and use me. That thought, the wording "use me" made my pussy slick. I had an idea.

"Do you think any of those guys would be good actors?"

He gave me a dumb look. I continued, "I mean, do you think they'd be willing to act in some of these videos? I could write some sexy scenes, all they'd have to do is basically give it to me how I wrote it, how I want it to look for the website. Don't offer them pay or anything, I think them being being able to use an insatiable slut should be payment enough."

"I don't know, I'll ask around," he said thoughtfully. It looked like he was shifting painfully, his pants were swollen in the front. I wondered why he didn't let me ease his suffering. I left without his cum inside me, it left me craving it.

All the cock sucking I'd been doing had done one unexpected and noticeable thing to me. It made me hunger for the taste of it. Coffee didn't taste right unless someone's cum was mixed with it, my breath wasn't right unless I had its scent on it. I thought about Glenn, the guys at the office, especially the black guy Rob. Then, thinking of that led me to thinking about the fantasy of me on my knees, sucking off the black basketball players. I wondered if Crystal had begun planning that before our breakup. It made me juicy. 

I thought of driving to Glenn's office, since my coffee lacked the most important ingredient. I knew they'd all be there, all the men I'd serviced the last time, including Danny. I didn't have a plan, it just wasn't doable. It made me angry at myself. "Crystal would just have you march in there and just offer yourself to whoever wants you first!" I hissed. I knew she wouldn't, really. But I knew that she'd have something up her sleeve to give me what I crave.

I started having uncontrollably crazy thoughts. I had to have some cum. I headed for Starbucks. My luck was good. The cute guy that worked there smiled when he saw me. I'd unbuttoned my blouse before I went in so he'd get a good view. I waited until he had his break. I barely touched my coffee. I wanted him in my coffee. Unfortunately, after I embarrassed myself hinting at what I wanted, he told me he was gay. It just left me wanting again. It probably was just good build up for the party, I supposed. 

When I got home, in my lust I wrote down all the thoughts I had such as the fantasies I'd just had about having Ted's friends use me for the website, the office guys, Rob, and the black athletes. I wondered if someday we could sell the diary entries too, as stories. I kind of regretted not getting all I'd done so far on video for the website, such as being tied to the bed and fucked in all holes by Dennis. It just got me hotter and gave me the feeling I needed to ramp it up more, they'd be bored quickly if it was just mostly about blowjobs. I cursed myself for not thinking of it all earlier. I thought how great it would have been to have the whole office scene on tape, complete with the rough fucking I got from Danny. "Oh well," I thought. "Maybe I can try to top that at the party somehow." I still had no idea how to make it happen.

I went shopping for some slutty outfits with the money Ted gave me. I was able to pay my bills and had leftover money. I was walking out of Victoria's Secret in the mall with some hot underwear, teddys, panty and bra sets and coverups, when I nearly ran into a group of young black guys, the mall thug types. The ones with their hats on sideways and their pants down nearly to their knees.

I blushed when they spotted me. I'm sure they would've loved to see what's in the bag, and me in them. I instantly flashed to the fantasy of having them all lined up to suck. 

One of them flashed a smile and said, "what's in the bag, shortie?" My face turned to a darker shade. He just laughed along with the rest of the boys and moved on. They were catcalling as they moved away but in the humiliation of the moment I couldn't make out all of it. It all caused my pussy to hum in familiar fashion. They were just teenagers. They were probably barely in high school, but I wondered in my head, if they'd been old enough, a little more bold....?" I distracted myself with thoughts about the party.

With Crystal controlling me I had a safety net. Somehow, some way she'd have control of the situation, or at least, I'd have someone who could call for help if I got in over my head. At the party I'd be flying solo. There'd be a bunch of guys I didn't know, including the few I'd flashed and teased mercilessly lately. I thought about the gang bang and rape flashes I'd had lately. I knew I didn't want that. I didn't think I could take that. I was torn. I wanted to be used, sure. But, what always had made it exciting was how I was used and knowing that someone who controlled my actions wanted the same thing for me that I wanted. It wasn't just about fucking or sucking everyone. It was about someone who loved me making me do it in the humiliating fashion that drove me at the core. Crystal had been that person. I didn't know if I'd ever get someone like that again. 

It flashed through my mind to call it all off. I had no plan for the camera, I had no idea who, when, or how many things I was going to do. I realized I was helpless without her. I could get sex, sure. I just couldn't get safety, the imagination, the total love she could provide. She knew not only that I needed to be used, she knew just how it needed to be done.

I got a call from Glenn just as I headed home. "Thank god," I quickly thought. I fucking needed it. I rushed back and got some coffee so I could have it "right."

He asked if I could meet him at my place for a quickie. I thought that was odd. It was evening, past 7. He normally would've been home by now. He usually either had me early in the morning or later at night after he'd been drinking a bit. Still, the thought of some more wonderful cum in my stomach made me say yes. I figured I had enough time to do it and then spend the evening planning things. I needed to figure out the how, the where, the when, what I could wear, things like that. I still had a comlete zero in my head about it. 

"At least I have some new lingerie, that could help motivate me," I thought.

I was still wavering on that though. I couldn't think of any way it wouldn't end up with me gang raped and no video for Ted to sell. I was leaning towards calling it off, or at most, just inviting Bill or Josh down to the apartment and paying them back completely for all my teasing. Thinking about it all week though had kept me perpetually horny. I wanted it, I wanted something to happen. I was fighting my fear of losing control over the situation. I knew how my judgement suffered in the haze of lust. I began to even question whether or not I wanted it to happen that way anyway. Part of it felt right, part of it was missing something. It was missing Crystal's delightfully devious plans for my use.

I arrived at home. The balcony above was empty but I heard music playing in the open sliding door. It made me think of the party. I imagined guys circling me, surrounding me. The music was thumping, it made me think of me being led to a sexual sacrifice. That made my heart leap faster. Glenn was waiting in his car. I gave him a grin. He was already stroking his cock. I walked up to his window. I let out an moan when I saw his cock. I craved it. He told me to go inside and strip and come out with handcuffs, if I had some. I had a feeling he knew I did. I smiled giddily. I bounced into the apartment, stripped, and fetched the cuffs. They were the same cuffs Crystal had used to restrain me on the bed at Ted's parents house so that Dennis could use all my holes. It gave my pussy an immediate zap thinking about it. 

Ah Glenn, I'd longed for that cock to invade my pussy for so long, but in a questionable moral stance, he said that he couldnt' cheat on his wife that way. The cock sucking was ok, in his opinion. He said they had an understanding, even if they didn't voice it aloud. There was more than one occasion I begged him to change his mind.

I walked out. I didn't see if there was anyone on the balcony but it sounded like there might have been. I was at his car window again. He had me lean in, naked. I knew someone must've been watching the show from above, since they almost always were on their balcony when I came home. Glenn tugged me partly inside the window by my nipples. I groaned in appreciation. I showed him the cuffs. I handed them to him. It's just another one of those things that give me an extra perk. My pussy comes alive at the thought of being made to suck a cock with just my mouth while my hands are bound behind me. To me, it's the ultimate in cock sucking submission. That thought enflamed me. I guess he wanted it in his car. I slid in. He made me work him slowly. He didn't touch my head at all. He let me guide the pace. I loved that. I could taste his precum, it made me hungry for it. I had hopes of Bill and Josh watching. I hoped it helped fan the flames for their party, if I had the guts to go through with it. So far, I had no inspiration on how or what I'd be willing to do. 

Glenn was distracted, it seems. It took a lot longer than it usually does for him to give me his cum even though it had been quite a few days since the last time. I just figured that he was making me linger so that it would build him up more. Glenn finally rewarded me with his cum. I wanted to hold it in my mouth, my coffee was inside. I kissed his tip and said, "until next time, beautiful thing."

He didn't laugh at my joke, like he normally did. He seemed distant, nervous, even. I thought my blowjob should've rid him of that. He lifted me up by my arm, my hands were still cuffed behind me. He pulled something out of his pocket, it was a ball gag!

"I'm sorry for this," He said with more than a hint of concern. "But I'm hoping it works out for the best." 

Before I could ask what he was talking about my mouth was gagged despite my protests. His cum started leaking out the sides of my mouth. He took me out of his car and walked me towards my apartment. The door opened. There stood Crystal. Before I could react I was pushed inside. My world began to spin again. 

{Look for Little Red Coat- part 08, the conclusion}



Little Red Coat Ch. 08



{The conclusion to Little Red Coat- part 8}

"I hope you know what you are doing," Glenn said with concern just before he delivered me to Crystal. They'd set me up. I'd avoided her for so long since I heard she was marrying my brother. Now she had me as a captive audience. I was still ball gagged and my hands were cuffed behind me. She closed the door. We were alone. I tried to run away from her. She grabbed me by the arm, she pulled me down the hall into the bedroom. She threw me on the bed, face first. She climbed up on top of me and pinned my legs to the bed. She leaned over by my ear and said, "if I take the gag out are you going to scream?" 

I answered in the best way I could by kicking and cursing through the gag. My words were naturally incoherent. She gave me a few minutes, then she asked again. I kicked and bucked again in response. This went on until I was tired from the exertion. Finally, she leaned over and softly whispered to me.

"Honey, please. Just let me talk," she said. It was strangely comforting. I'd missed that voice. I nodded. She took off the gag. I didn't yell or scream. In my way I'd promised and we both knew how I kept my promises.

"Lisha, honey, I've been trying to see and talk to you for so long now," she said with concern. "I know you've been erasing all our messages, our calls. Why didn't you let us talk to you?"

I started sobbing now. It was all so painful, her here again only to make me face my losing her. "You are marrying my brother," I cried as I felt it needed no more explanation.

"I am," Crystal said evenly.

"And I've lost you forever, I fucking love you, you made me, then you left me for my brother!" I sobbed.

"I know how it all looks, honey. I know you don't understand. But that's what I'm saying, if you'd just let us talk to you things wouldn't be like this."

"What is there to say?" I wept. "I love you and now you're not only not mine but I have to live with the fact that my brother has you. It'll be like a constant knife in my stomach. How can I ever see him again? How can I ever attend any family get togethers? I've lost you..." I wailed.

"You've only not seen me because you cut me out of your life the minute you found out about us. I thought you'd understand. I told you about us, how he naturally dominates me. It's something I couldn't fight. In that way, I'm his, just like you are mine."

"But you are getting married..." I cried.

Then, she let it all out, it flowed out of her like a rogue wave. "I didn't want any of this to go this way. If it had gone my way we'd have all been happy right now, at least I hope we'd be." 

I didn't understand. How could I be happy with any of it?

She was no longer holding me down. I lay there, bound, my face in the bedspread, still sobbing as she told me everything.

"The week I told you about John and I, my mother and father had hired someone to basically kidnap me and force me into one of those "gay to straight intervention" things. Just when the guy showed up to grab me John showed up. I think John knew by the look in my eyes something was up, he came up to me and kissed me deeply. He said, "Hi hon, you look beautiful." When I told John what the guy was there for John went hysterical. He yelled at the guy to leave his girlfriend alone or he'd kick his ass. I think the guy was in shock, he backed off. It got back to my parents that I had a boyfriend. They were giddy, to say the least. "

"I had been going to John's just as I told you, he was teaching me, well, making me learn to suck his cock. He'd awakened a part of me I didn't know existed. He's taught me a lot more since then."

I knew what she meant by that.

"I still am attracted to women, one in particular. However, with him, and seemingly just with him, he makes me want to do things I can't describe. You understand what I mean, don't you?" I did. But I still sobbed.

"So, John and I decided that we'd play the charade for awhile so that my parents would back off. Boy, did they, they started sending me gifts, money, lots of it. They told me it to put it away for a house."

"Crystal," I moaned. "Let me go, hearing about you two living happily ever after just makes it worse."

"HUSH!" She hissed. She smacked my ass hard with her hand. I gasped by the surprise. It was a flashback to our past and her control over me, I obeyed, meekly. "Let me let it all out," she urged.

"So, I tried to call you, text you, stop over, you didn't answer any of my attempts," she said. "I wanted to tell you what John and I had decided. We thought it might work out best for everyone."

"How is you leaving me for him working out best for everyone?" I sobbed.

"I didn't leave you," She said to my shock. "You cut me out of your life. You didn't give me a chance to tell you what I was planning. For John and I, and for you."

"How does this have anything to do with me?" I whined. I tried to get up, she held me firmly down.

"Because I love you," she said. My head jerked up. "I love you more than I've ever loved any fucking thing in this world," she said, her voice quivering.

"But John..." I cried. We were both weeping.

"That is what I've been trying all this time to tell you. Listen for just another minute and then I'll leave if you want. John and I talked about all this. He wants nothing but the best for you, and for me. He knows who I am, what I am. He also knows what you are, what you need. He knows he can't do that. He knows I can."

My head was spinning now. My heart was on fire. Just from hearing her say she loved me made it hard to focus on anything else.

"We came up with a plan, John thinks its ingenious. Did you know he told me he never wants to get married and have a "husband and wife" type relationship? That's right. He doesn't want, or need a "wife" around all the time. When we added it all up it started making more and more sense."

"What?" I sniffed. She had my attention.

"We thought, how crazy is this, but we should marry each other. We laughed at the thought at first but the more we thought about it the more in intrigued us." She saw me sniffling.

"Don't you see?" She said. "I get married to him and my parents are off my back for good. I'll have plenty of money for those that I love. John gets to share that, live in a nice house, and be able to go to school and do what he wants to do. Without a real wife he can do as he pleases, fuck around if he wishes...and boy can that guy fuck..." she said wistfully. 

I grimaced at that. "But in doing so you lose me," I said, falling into another weeping fit.

"Well, that is entirely up to you," she said. 'Because, my plan, our plan was to include you."

"How in the world..." I started to protest.

She slapped my ass again, hard. It quieted me again, she knew how it affected me.

"Because, we were going to marry. John was going to get what he wanted, a submissive woman to use on occasion as he sees fit and the means to pursue his dreams as well as making sure his sister gets what she needs. I would get my parents forever to stop meddling and it would free me up to support you."

"What?" I sniffed incredulously.

"The plan was for you and I to remain what we are, lovers, friends, partners, a couple, however you want to put it. It's like this, John and I would be husband and wife, legally. But you in all practicality would be my wife."

"Wow," I said, my mouth agape. She wiped away my tears with her hands.

"That's what we said at first, then it all made sense. John gets to dominate me when he wants and have me as a best friend. I get to love you, be with you and dominate you, when you need it. He knows how I feel about you. He knows he can't ever come between us. That's why I told him I'm not going to marry him, unless you agree. If you don't agree then you and I can move across the country and start over together, or, if you hate me that much now, I'll walk out of here and never bother you again."

"Fuck, Crystal," I said. It was as if I was being buried alive under the weight of all of it. 

She let me out of the cuffs. I just laid there on the bed still softly sobbing.

"I'll be out in the living room. I want you to think about all this, really think about it. Then, when you are ready, come on out."

She disappeared and closed the door behind her. I let all the thoughts I had fight an epic battle. She loved me, she said she loved me, still, as always. But marriage...to my brother....who loves me and wants the best for me....I miss her so much....but she's not totally gay anymore....but neither am I...." 

I rode the waves of swinging emotion for I don't know how long. Finally, I knew what I had already known long ago. I went out to her. I dropped to my knees in front of her. I was still naked. There were no secrets between us.

"Crystal, honey. If you still love me and want me, then I will love you as long as you will have me," I said with tears in my eyes. We hugged each other for the longest time, the tears flowed. "If you want to marry my brother...for convenience...convince me that that's all it is."

"It really is baby," she cooed. "Think of it. I have the convenience of not worrying about if we're going to make it financially. John has the convience of that, a sexual submissive at his call and assurance that his sister is with her true love. And you, dear sexy one, have the convience of having me take care of all your financial, emotional, and sexual needs,' she grinned deviously.

"So I'll live here, and you'll live with John?" I wondered aloud. 

"Mostly I'll be with you, my love, wherever we choose to live. I think we can afford an upgrade from this place," she laughed. "But, when John needs me, as I often do with you, then I'll go to him. He knows your needs come first with me, though. I made that very clear. You and I have the relationship as a couple. John and I just have the power exchange. We're still best friends, remember, I couldn't have found a better guy to do it."

It was settled. I couldnt' believe how the weight and anxiety had lifted. We kissed, hugged and fondled each other greedily. She heard the noise from upstairs. "Is that a party I hear upstairs?" She said with a sly grin.

"Um, I don't think so," I said. "They do have a party coming up though, on Friday."

She picked up something from the coffee table. It was my diary. "This made for some really interesting reading," she said evilly.

I immediately lowered my head, my face scarlet. "I wrote all that down thinking of you, wanting you to know everything, I just never thought it would happen."

"Well, I'm glad you did, it saves us both time," she grinned. I kept my head down, submissively.

"What did you think?" I squeaked nervously. I wanted her approval, I needed it.

"I think my slut's been busy, which I like. But I also see here that there's so much more planned, so much more to do."

I nodded in shame. "I know if you were behind it all, it would've been far more creative and humiliating," I said. I was now squirming at where it was leading.

"I don't know, you've done well here," she laughed. "Now, about this party?"

My mouth fell open.

"Surely you aren't going to let me mess up any plans you made," she said, eyeing me, ogling me. She was getting hot too, I could see it. Her mind was working.

"I was thinking of backing out, ma'am, just because I lacked the inspiration you always give me. I want to do things, lots of things, but I couldnt' figure out how to do it and not just have it turn into a gang rape. I couldn't figure out how to do it safely without having you there as protection."

"Hmm," she said, clearly thinking. "Is it that you don't want a gang bang because you aren't sure how much you can take?" 

"I don't think so," I said, "I guess I was worried about the safety...but I think the most of it was that without you sharing it with me, making me do what you want me to do, it'd just be fucking." I thought about what she said, "No, I think I could take a lot... a lot if I was taking it for you."

"The website thing was necessary," she said thoughtfully. "You promised it to Ted in the beginning and now I see you've made plans and promises to continue." She saw my embarrassment. "You obviously no longer need to do it for the money. I like that people have gotten to see my slut. In particular, the Little Red Coat series you have on Ted's website is totally fucking hot," Crystal panted.

"Oh my god, you saw that?" I said shamefully.

"Nothing is missed between friends, dear," she grinned. "I really like what you've done with it. I see you are considering another "Coat" thing for the party, by your diary."

"I was, it was to wrap up the whole series, but I have no idea how it could be done. I mean, I can't just carry around my camera..." I stuttered.

"No, that wouldn't do at all," she said. 

"Would you still listen to me if I had some suggestions?" She said, with some uncertainty.

"Ma'am," I said from the bottom of my heart. "I'm yours. I'm here for you to do with as you see fit. From now on and forever. I don't just listen what you suggest. I do whatever you order, whatever you command. Make me do it, make me enjoy it. I'm your complete and total slave when it comes to that."

"Well, if you are still taking orders from me then I plan on taking control of the website thing. You don't need the money anymore, but, when it suits us to use you in an embarrassing fashion, then I will make sure it happens. I see you've been paying Ted back on occasion for helping with the site."

I nodded. I was on my knees squirming from all the sex talk about me.

"I do expect you to finish that series for the website though. I think it falls under my rule of having to fulfill all the slutty little promises you have made."

I nodded again, face crimson. She was humiliating me in that wonderful way. I'd missed that so much. 

"So, as such we need to give it a good and proper ending. Give me some time to think about it. In the mean time...." she said as she looked at me lovingly. 

She attacked me with kisses. We kissed and felt each other up like we were new lovers. 

We spent the night entertwined, getting reaquainted with each of each other's erogenous zones. It was loving. It was damned near spiritual.

I awoke in the morning. I stumbled out into the kitchen. She'd already made coffee and breakfast. I was lost without her. Usually I just went to the 7-11 for coffee and day old coffee cake. She was just getting off the phone, I'd heard her talking for awhile while I lay in bed still glowing from the night.

She saw me sipping the coffee funny. She made me tell her about the ingredient I wanted in it. She laughed knowingly. "I know what you mean about it now. John's tastes like sugar, I swear!" 

Again I cringed at that thought. She looked at me and said, "hush!" From now on there are no secrets between us, any of us. He's my master, I'm yours. In many ways that makes you his, too. You'd better get used to that idea. It's not a sex thing, for you two, just a matter of power. You'll learn to accept it, I'm sure."

"I guess," I said. "The sex thing is just weird for me, right now." She just caressed my face thoughtfully and nodded.

"So, how much do you really think you can take?" She pondered out loud. I glanced her away. "For you?" I asked. "I want it all...don't hold back."

She looked at me deeply. "You know I'm talking about the party."

"I know," I said with my eyes lowered.

She made me say it, she loved hearing me say it. "I want it all, for you. I want to show you how much I'll do for you."

"There sounds like there will be a lot of lot of guys up there," she giggled. 

"They said there'd be 10 or more, maybe even 15," I choked.

"Well, I have an idea on how to control that number," she grinned. "Do you trust me?"

"More than anyone in this world, baby," I said like a lovestruck teenager.

She laid out some of my new lingerie. She touched them softly. "I like these," she said approvingly. "Though, some of them may be ruined by the end of the party, no worries, we'll be able to buy more." 

I started to cream with her talking like this again. "What are you going to make me do?" I asked, nearly begging.

"You know better than that," she laughed. She made me model all my outfits for her. She particularly liked the frilly yellow pair of panties and a peek-a-boo top I had on last. "Very very nice," she purred.

"I still don't know how this is all going to go," I said nervously. "There are going to be so many, and there is still the camera problem. How can we tape it so that it isn't observed, so that I get taken in the sluttiest way possible without scaring them off."

"Yes, you are wanting to make it the best Little Red Coat adventure yet," she smiled.

"Yesss," I said, I couldn't hide anything from her. She knew who I was.

"Well, lucky for you that I convinced Glenn to set you up like that," she said. "Otherwise you may have decided to back out on such a good opportunity."

"Yes, I'm glad too, mistress. How did you get in anyway? I changed the locks."

She smirked. "I'm surprised you don't give my beauty more credit," she chuckled. "Roger (the apartment manager) has been wanting to see these for months now," she laughed as she held her beautiful tits in her hands. "One little show and bam, that door was open. Ok, I may have let him touch them a little... just a little, and maybe he played with my nipples too... ok ok, maybe more than a little. It was John's idea. He made it my submissive task to get in "any way it took." He knows men more than I do. Oh, I might've also promised a little "something something" from you as well. I'll let you two work that out," she grinned as she saw my wide eyed shock.

"Oh hush," she laughed. "You know you'll love that too." I knew she was right.

Just then there was a knock at the door. I tried to scurry towards the bathroom. She wouldn't let me. She marched me towards the front door. She made me kneel. I just had some bright new pink panties and the tiny matching top. She opened the door. It was my brother, John.

I started to squeal. She shushed me. With her mere withering look she made me stay in place, on my knees. My brother walked in. She joined me in front of him on her knees. It was an awesome moment for me. Her face was one of true submission. He motioned for Crystal to rise. He and Crystal discussed plans they'd obviously already talked about on the phone. 

"But ma'am," I whined, "I can't do anything with John here."

"Of course you can," she said coldly. "He knows all about you, he's seen you. There are no secrets between us. From now on, there never will be. He'll know everything you do as well as I do. You'll know everything between John and I. Don't worry. You two will decide where that line is. But, he can be the answer to our problems. He is our safety net when we need him. 

I finally had to come to grips with it. I knew he knew all about me already but for the first time I had to do it with him standing over me. 

"You will call him sir, or master, from now on, like I will. Trust me."

John looked down at me. "Don't worry, nothing will ever happen between us that both of us aren't comfortable with. It's just that you've always been so....so....incredible. I think I am really the other half of you. You have always craved the submission and I always wanted to be sexually dominant." 

"But...but...." I started to blubber. "You know what's going to happen to me in the future, right? Can you....will you be able to handle that?"

"Listen," he said as he sat in a chair away from me. We were avoided direct eye contact. "I've known about you for forever. I knew all about you in high school. Crystal told me you know I saw you giving head at that one prom party. She has told me everything since. I even knew what Dennis Gray was doing to you in that other bedroom at the party where I finally made Crystal submit to me. I had no intention of breaking in on that, I only used the act of it to make Crystal finally do it. It was the night that changed all of our lives. Hell, Dennis bragged about how he took you in every way to everyone at that party before you even left."




Little Red Coat Ch. 08



I lowered my head. "I'm so ashamed," I said as my cheeks filled with blood. "I can't help my desires. They are so strong, so rooted within me. With Crystal, she brings them out in the open so naturally."

"Don't ever be ashamed," John said knowingly. "You are what you are, I am what I am, Crystal is what she is. We all love each other. We all want what the others want. You need to trust me, this will be best for all of us."

"But you can't just watch me....getting....god knows what done to me. Do you think you can handle that?"

"I've watched you before. The videos, the websites, I've seen it all. Wouldn't it be better having someone like me around that loves you and wants the best for you? Look, I know everyone else would think it is weird. Hell, it probably is. But, the thing about all of us is that we know who we are. We're totally honest with each other about it. You've had to admit you've had these desires and have started acting on them. Crystal has had to admit she has a submissive side, at least for me. And I've had to admit that seeing and hearing about the things you do motivate me to...um...take it out on Crystal, if you know what I mean. I know it's who you are, who we all are. Don't worry about me, we'll always be cool."

Crystal was getting antsy, I could see it. "John," she said, her eyes lowering like I do speaking to her.

"Right," he said. "Crystal is in charge for the time being. I'm just security," he laughed. 

Crystal stood over me, she was dominant again. "I've had to work some pretty quick magic to get this thing going for tonight," she said grinning evilly.

"Tonight?" I squeaked. "The party isn't until Friday night."

"Who said anything about a party?" She smiled. "I have other plans for you tonight. I've gotten behind in making you fulfill all your slutty dreams and promises. Besides, I think this will help get my slut properly lubed up for that party."

I felt my pussy start to flood familiarly hearing her speak to me like that, especially with John listening.

She made me stew in a puddle of excitement all day. She didn't allow me to touch myself. Night finally came. It was an agonizing wait.

"Get your little red slut coat," she grinned.

I took it off the hook and put it on with pleading eyes. I always wanted to know what was going to happen, even if we both knew she didn't tell me because I really preferred to be surprised. It was just another game between us. 

My knees were weak with excitement. My head spun. What did she, they have in mind? As that thought permeated my brain Teddie showed up at the door. The way they greeted each other told me they'd already discussed their plans. Seems like everyone knew what was going to happen. I was just the sluttily dressed stupid whore who didn't.

John gave Ted the camera. "Time for you to get back under my control, my little slut," Crystal cooed. She slid her finger inside my bra and ripped it off of me. I moaned as they all looked down at me, my tits swaying for their leering eyes. "Let her keep the panties on for now," Crystal told Ted. "You decide how it goes from there." She turned to him.

"Now Ted, you sure you have all this worked out and under control?" Crystal asked.

"I'm sure," he smiled. "Thank you and John for doing all the legwork and doing all the contacting."

"Then do it, do it like I told you," she hissed, her lust clear. It was working her up. I was glad I had something to do with that again.

She gave me an index card and told me to read it. I looked up with shock.

"Tell it to the camera, baby," she smiled. Ted started the camera rolling.

I ad libbed a lot of it. "Hi guys it's naughty slut Lisha and my little red coat. Tonight, I've been told i'm going to have to fulfill one of my dirty fantasies. This is a little different because I will also be as surprised as you guys as to what it is. Don't worry, we're bringing the camera along." I said excitedly.

Crystal pulled a collar out of her purse and slipped in on me. It was a dog collar, it was studded. On the collar one of those doggie I.D. tags hung from a loop. She showed it to me. It said simply, "slut." 

"I've wanted you to wear this for so long," she said sincerely. She giggled as she put it on. She handed Ted a leash. He attached it the loop on the collar. 

Crystal asked me where the cuffs were. I went to retrieve them. I could feel three sets of eyes ogling my backside as I walked away. I felt like I could fuck a rugby team I was so randy. I handed the cuffs to Crystal.

I was surprised when Ted grabbed me and pulled me out the door. I had a pang of disappointment leaving without the cuffs. They weren't meant for me. The last thing I noticed was Crystal handing John the cuffs. He turned her around and cuffed her hands behind her. I heard her top being ripped off as the door closed. I so wanted to stay and see it. I had my own problems now, though.

Ted drove me through town. He took out his cock for me to suck as he drove. I didn't bother asking him where we were going. I knew that both Crystal and John's influences would stop him from telling me anyway. We stopped. I popped my head off his cock. We were back at the high school.

"C'mon," he said as he tugged me towards the gym. I wondered if it was just going to be a repeat of the other night. I wondered if he just wanted it all again with better camera quality. I was just wearing the coat and the panties. It was going to be part of the "Little Red Coat" series, obviously. This time though it had a different producer, this was a Crystal production.

He led me to the middle of the gym, as he'd done before. He clicked on just the spotlight. I was being highlighted as I stood there, coat open, the leash hanging from my neck. Suddenly, he pushed me towards the lockerroom. He positioned me just outside the door to where the team enters. He took off the leash. He pushed me against the wall. 

"Do what comes naturally," he whispered to me. "You'll know what to say, and do, remember what you've told me and Crystal."

He disappeared for a minute. Then, a bank of lights came on. They illuminated just the hall to the locker room where I was standing. I had no idea what was coming when suddenly some men appeared from behind the bleachers. I gasped. One of them was Rob, the black guy from Crystal's job who I'd sucked in the office adventure. With him were three other black guys who I'd never seen before. I'm sure my face went pale. I closed my coat instinctively. They moved in. 

Rob took the lead. "Don't think you can tease us by wearing things like that and not letting us play a little bit," he said. He was facing away from Ted and the camera and he gave me a little smile and a wink. 

The rest of them moved close. They were pawing at my coat, trying to raise it up. They could already see my panty clad pussy poking out of the bottom of my coat. They started trying to lift it over my hips. I protested and tried repeatedly to pull it down. 

"Come on baby, just show us what you've got, you've been teasing us all night. We saw you, sitting in the stands, during the game, flashing us. We know you want it," said one.

I knew what they were up to. I played along. "I'm sorry," I whimpered. "I didn't mean to tease you, I was just having fun."

"Then let us have our fun too, baby. Show us what you've been flashing us all night. Show us that fine pussy. I'm betting it's wet already..." said one with obvious arousal.

"Nooo," I whined. "Please, let me go." They kept pawing at me. I was losing the battle, the coat was over my hips and ass and I was being fondled. The the top of the coat was pushed down until finally my tits spilled out. Hands found all the exposed targets. I tried to push them away but they were too strong, there were too many hands. It was all so surreal, yet very real. I was clearly dressed to give it up. I even had the collar on. It was so made up, just a porn video "slut get what's coming to her" setup. Yet, the reality was, they all were there. They may be actors but the overpowering nature of it was all too real. I really couldn't stop what would happen. My pussy was soaking. Crystal was so devious. Rob took a hold of my panties and ripped them off of me as the others cheered. My pussy was open for them, fingers invaded me. I was soaked.

Just then another figure appeared out of nowhere. It was Danny, the big guy that had lusted after me for years during high school and since. Danny, the man who had me in every which way when I was tied down at the party the night John got Crystal to submit to him.

I remembered the fantasy. "Danny!" I yelled, "Help!"

Danny was a big guy. Still, there were four of them and only one of him. He said roughly. "Let her go, fuckers or i'll call the cops and, the principal is right down the hall."

They kept feeling me up while Danny moved closer. Two of Rob's meaty fingers were working inside me in such a wonderful way. Danny took out his cell phone. Reluctantly they gave way. I sighed when Rob pulled his fingers out of me, maybe it was more like a groan. He showed me his slick fingers and shot me a secretive grin. They walked away, all the while telling me what a whore I was, how I really wanted it and how they'd have had me if "Biff" hadn't shown up. I almost laughed out loud when Rob called him Biff, but I managed to keep it cool, like any good actress would. Danny hugged me.

"Oh god, thank you Danny. I don't know what I'd have done without you," I said. "God knows what would've happened if you hadn't shown up," I cried, trying my best to remember my high school drama teacher and her acting tips.

Danny comforted me. My coat hung open. His hands encircled my waist under the coat. He pulled me close.

"I couldn't let my pumpkin get abused by a bunch of ruffians," he said.

Again, I almost giggled at the word ruffians. His hands were now up on my breasts, he fondled them lovingly. He tweaked my already rigid nipples between his thick fingers. My knees nearly buckled. My head was spinning. "Crystal set all this up?" I thought. I love that woman so much.

Danny pulled me towards the middle of the gym. The spotlight was still on. I recognized this as a cue. I went in front of him. I pulled him to the center. I dropped to my knees on the floor of center court, like I had before. 

"I want to thank you for your chivalry, sir," I mewed. I took his big cock out. I sucked it like a madwoman. I could see Ted filming in the shadows. I remembered the story I'd told Danny that night he'd had me. I shucked the coat off to the floor. 

"I want to be naked, I want to let you see everything you want, as a reward for being my hero." I said just before I went back to sucking his gorgeous cock. I wanted it in me again, in my pussy, hell, he could even have my ass again. I was so fucking wet and ready for it but I knew that's not why he was here. He held my head as he shot his load inside my waiting, willing mouth. I was still slurping it up, naked, on my knees when he looked down at me evilly. He then looked at the bleachers. 

He called out, "It's your turn fellas. Time for you to get a shot at the slut's mouth." 

The black men appeared from the shadows. Danny walked away. Over his shoulder he sneered. "Fill that stupid whore's mouth."

The fantasy was now real. Rob stepped up first. I'd loved his cock before and I worshipped it again. He slapped my face with it first, just for a good show for the camera. Then he made me suck it and lick his balls while they all berated the white slut. 

When he shot into me the next guy had his cock in my mouth before I was done swallowing. One by one they used my mouth as a cum receptacle. I noticed my pussy juice was leaking out of me, down my legs as I sucked happily on these sexy cocks.

I was panting and dripping by the time I took the last guy. Cum was everywhere. It was on my face, my tits, and in my hair. Ted zoomed in closely to show it all. He stopped it only to whisper something to me. I knew what I was supposed to do, everyone had stepped out of the camera's view. This was all my show now.

"Wow," I said to the purring camera. "My little red coat gets me into so much trouble. I had this fantasy for so long, sucking a line of black cocks, I wanted you guys to all be able to see it!" I bent over slowly, letting Ted zoom in on my ass. I picked up my coat. I took my coat and again wiped some of the cum that I'd reluctantly not swallowed and made sure the coat got soaked with it. I just threw it over my shoulder and walked into the darkness.

"God, this will be fucking awesome," Ted gushed as he turned the camera off.

Everyone came up to me, smiling. I thanked them all for being such wonderful "actors". Ted had recruited them as I'd asked him to. I just hadn't known for what. Crystal had contacted Rob and he had recruited his friends. Crystal had used my diary against me to humiliate me into doing another dirty thing my naughty mind had come up with.

Rob stepped forward. "Can't we get a little pussy too?" he asked. The rest of the guys were in quick agreement. My mouth dropped. Ted just laughed. 

"That's another movie for another time." 

This time Ted was in control, though no doubt it had something to do with Danny still standing there ominously with the intention of not letting anything happen to me.

The guys were totally bummed until Ted gave them each a card from Crystal. Just another one of her totally evil, humiliating, and wonderful surprises. He handed them out like business cards. On each card it said. "This entitles the bearer to one fuck of your choosing from the slut, Lisha." She had even put a redeemable date range on it. They laughed and high fived each other as I had to boil in my own humiliating pool of embarrassment. Ted walked me out slowly, letting the men savor what they'd no doubt abuse later.

He made me suck him off on the way back to the party, it was only fair. He kept tugging on my leash, pulling my neck up and away from his cock. He teased me like that all the way home until I finally got to taste his sweet cum.

When I got back inside the apartment Crystal was waiting. She was naked, still sweating, she had a wonderful glow about her. Surpringly, she let Ted stay and see her like that. John was gone. She snapped her fingers at me to crawl to her. I could just imagine Ted's huge grin. She made me lap her pussy while she had Ted tell her about how it went at the gym. I felt her buck and moan when he got to especially humiliating and wonderful parts. She came on my tongue three times before the story was over. She thanked Ted for his help. I think letting him watch was just a way she wanted to reward him for her being able to trust him.

Friday quickly approached. In one way I was glad I had a chance to recover for a few days after the gym episode on the other, having to wait for it, made my arousal reach new heights. The fact that my pussy had been neglected all this time only added to my lust. Again, my sweet, devious Crystal only gave me enough teases to get me so on edge that I could've cum just humping the corner of the couch. We could hear some bustling upstairs, every bump and thump made my pussy throb. She could see my nervousness. It made her smile. 

Finally, the time approached. All day long I wondered if she'd let me have Glenn's cum or something, just something, anything to tide me over. She didn't. Instead, for an hour leading up to the party she had me tied face down on the bed, my head rested just inches from her open pussy. I could smell her. She kept my head at bay while she casually read a book. To add to my state of frustration, the last few minutes before she let me up she ran her wonderful fingers up and down inside my inner thighs stopping tantalizingly close to the inferno that was building between my legs. It made me crazy.

She then had me stand, naked in the doorway when John arrived. I'm sure my face showed my humiliation, as they both seemed to love. I was learning to love the humiliation they were using on me by allowing John to see everything I had. Then, Crystal had me put on the yellow frilly panty and peek-a-boo top set I'd bought. She then handed me my coat to put on. My pussy was almost smoking by this time. She clicked the cuffs on me, leaving my hands behind me helplessly. She then carefully tucked the back of the coat up inside my hands and arms, leaving my ass and waist fully exposed. 

I could hear the party already starting, the music was on now and the bass was shaking the walls, or was that my heart? I wasn't quite sure at first.

John had the camera out. Crystal knelt in front of him. She had on a belly baring top that had a lot of cleavage. There were two buttons on it. John leaned down and opened both of them. I could see Crystal blush. It was an awesome sight. I saw a bit of me in her at that moment. She also had a short black skirt on. I recognized it, it was mine. I'd been fucked in it many times before. He lifted her skirt to admire her ass. I saw she had on the sheerest black panties. He approved.

"This should help," he grinned. He sent her on her way, but not before warning her, "remember my rule!" I could hear her footsteps padding upstairs. She was going to the party.

"Am I not going with her?" I asked John.

"No, you aren't, and you know better than to ask," he laughed. "I should spank you for that!" He warned. I sighed. I couldn't look him in the eye. I wondered if he saw my look of longing at the mentioning of the spanking. 

"Crystal has plans for you, I only control Crystal's part in it, she's my slut, after all." I nodded.

"Don't worry, she's got something to keep you busy." He picked up the camera. He whispered an outline of what he wanted me to say, what Crystal wanted me to say.

He turned the camera on me. I spun around so the viewers would be able to see how slutty I was dressed and that I was cuffed.

"Hi guys, it's Lisha. "It's finally time for the finale of Little Red Coat and it's probably going to wear this poor slut out," I said lustily. "As I've hinted in the last video there's a party in my apartment building. I've teased a lot of the guys at the party mercilessly for months now. If you saw all my videos you saw me suck one of the guys off that's throwing the party. As you should know by now, I'm not a tease, I'm a slut. As punishment for all that teasing I'm now going to have to please. It may be a long night for me, but it's what a teasing slut like me deserves. Just to get the night started my friend is at the party right now. She's going to send someone down. I can only offer them a choice. Whoever it is can either have a blowjob, with me on my knees, cuffed like a slut should be, or, they can just bend me over the couch and take my helpless pussy. Which would you choose? I have no say in the matter. He can take whichever he wants. It's what I deserve."

I heard footsteps. Someone was coming. John opened the door a crack since I had my hands behind me. I saw that he'd already planned this. He ducked under our kitchen table which has one of those long tablecloths. Unless you were specifically looking for it you wouldn't be able to see the lens of the camera sticking out.

"John," I whined. "I can't believe you are going to watch this."

"Of course I am, slut," he said from under the table. "There are no more secrets between us." 

There was a knock. It was Josh, the other neighbor. I told him to come in. He did so hesitantly. He saw me dressed as I was, he was taken aback.

I reassured him that everything was fine. He told me Crystal had sent him down there to see if I was coming to the party.

I told him what I knew I was supposed to. "Um...Crystal lied a bit," I said bashfully. "I know I've been teasing you so much lately and Crystal wants me to make up for it."

I could see him take a big gulp of air. I reeled him in. "So, to prove that I'm not just a tease she wanted me offer you a choice." I saw not only his eyes bulge as he ogled the lewd display of my body. 




Little Red Coat Ch. 08



"What choice?" He said, finally getting some brain cells to work that weren't involved with libido.

"Well," I said shyly. "I can either drop to my knees and suck your cock right here. I am to suck you to completion, however long it takes, and when you cum I take it all down my throat. I swallow it all or I have to keep doing it all night until I get it right." 

His mouth dropped. He shiftted nervously on his feet. "Or?" He stammered.

"Or, you can just bend me over this couch here and take my pussy. Take it like you've wanted to all this time for me teasing you, showing you what I have then denying you. You can see that I'm handcuffed. I can't stop you, take it like you want it.

He stepped in, his cock was in control now. I'm glad somebody finally was. 

"I've wanted to fuck that sweet slut pussy forever," he moaned. He ripped the panties off me, I moaned my approval.

He shoved me over the couch. I smiled at the camera and winked. "Bill told me you sucked him off the other day," he said as I heard his pants fall. "Just wait until I tell him I had your slut pussy."

I turned my head to him. "Fuck me so I'll always remember it," I purred. He didn't need any more coaxing.

He slid it into me, he was hot, he was hard. I moaned when he entered, I'd been denied it too long.

"Fuck," he groaned. "You are fucking wet, and tight," he said appreciatively. "I expected a slut like you to be open like the grand canyon."

I responded to his beautiful insult by gripping his cock with my pussy walls. He muttered incoherently.

"Fuck this slut's pussy," I demanded in my lustful state. "Fuck it raw."

He tried. He rode me hard. He crashed into me over and over. The couch was moving with each forecful thrust. I wanted to cum on his dick but with me being helpless all I could do was ride it out. He spattered his cum deep inside me before I had a chance anyway.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," he panted. "That...was...fucking...awesome..." he said as he slipped out of me.

"Should I...should I uncuff you or something?" He asked as he pulled his pants quickly back up. I admired his attempt at chivalry, even as I recognized that thing in men that makes them want to bolt from the room as quickly as possible, after. 

I shook my head no. He turned to leave, he turned back. "Are you going to come to the party...now?" He asked, still giddy from the afterglow.

"I'm pretty sure I am," I said softly as his cum slowly made its way down my legs. "Should I tell people about...." he asked with hesitation.

I said what I was instructed to say to questions like that.

"Yes, tell everyone." I said shamefully. He bounded back upstairs, no doubt to gloat.

John popped out from under the table. "That was fucking great. Sis, you looked fantastic like that."

I blushed instinctively. "Thank you, sir." He grinned at my address. "I can't believe you saw that."

"I'm glad you are finally coming to grips with this, sis," he said as he kissed my forehead.

He had me get back on my knees. "This is Crystal's wish," he said. Then, I heard footsteps again. This time it was Crystal. She was panting. There was a recognizable aura of lust around her.

"How are things at the party now?" John asked.

"Well, it didn't take long for word to get out about this slut," she said, eyeing me. "I'd been planting that seed for an hour now," she giggled.

John had her kneel next to me. "Tell me everything so far, slut."

I saw her blush at that. I knew she loved it, just like I did. "Sir, the men have been all over me, there's only men up there, as you know. It didn't take them long to realize that I wasn't stopping their hands, or mouths for that matter."

My mouth fell open. She saw it. She wanted to explain. John let her. "My master here has an evil mind, kind of like you think I have for you. He has a game we call "allow". When he makes me play it, I have to allow anyone any touch they want. I can't say no if they want to touch my tits, my ass, or even my pussy. Now of course, they don't know that I can't say no, they can only find out by pressing the issue."

"And how has that been going so far, my beautiful slut?"

"Oh my gosh, sir," she said excitedly. "There's a dozen guys there. I'm trying to remember correctly but I think half of them have had their hands on me already."

"Hands on where?" He growled. "Be specific."

"Well, it's still early in the party. Most of them were watching the game, but two of the men got their hands under my top and had my tits out and played with them. They both fingered your slut's nipples, sir."

"I'll bet that made you squirm, didn't it?" He asked directly.

"Yes sir, it did. It made me want you to be doing it," she said in obvious wondrous humiliation.

"Anything else?" he asked coolly.

"Yes, sir. One of them men has had his hands all over my ass while we were dancing. He got his hand up the back of my skirt. I pulled it down for a little privacy and he took it to mean he was to stop so when he pulled his hand away I guided it back under, I thought you'd want that, master. Three of them have rubbed my pussy through the material, too." She panted.

"Is it hot now?" he wondered.

"On fire, sir," she said with her face burning red. I knew that look well.

"So is that it?" He asked forcefully.

"Yes, sir. I have a half dozen of them heated up, as you wished. The others got to ogle it. I think it is working on them too."

"What about Josh? Did he already tell everyone about what he just did to Lish here?"

"Not out in the open. I saw him when he came back. He was grinning from ear to ear."

I lowered my head in embarrassment while she continued. "I did see him talking in Bill's ear for a minute, then they high fived each other. The mood in the room changed too soon after. I think that word probably got around."

"Good," John said excitedly, I could see his heat rising with the rest of ours.

"Someday my pet, I'll let you graduate to the "Can't Say No" game," he said to her lustily. He saw my questioning look. "It's more inclusive than the "almost' game," he said. "In the can't say no game the slut has to allow anything a person asks. It goes beyond touching. The slut literally can't say no. If they ask for a kiss, they get a kiss. If they press for a blowjob, they get one. If they want a fuck, the slut spreads her legs."

"Wow," I said in amazement. My brother was a fucking natural at this. I was jealous. I wanted to play that game.

'I know," Crystal hissed excitedly. "I can't wait to play that one with you," she said to me.

"Or maybe I should play it with you tonight, you devious slut," he said to her sharply. "Just imagine me sending you back up there with the new rule. How long do you think it'd be before they figured out what they all could have by just demanding it?" 

"Oh fuck, sir," she said with instant humiliating terror. "I'd guess it'd be no more than five or ten minutes sir, then your slut would be putting out. I've had to say no to several of them so far when they asked me to go outside with them. One even asked me into the bedroom. My god, sir, if I couldn't say no...." she stopped, not daring to continue.

"Say it," he scolded.

"If I couldn't say no, I'd already have had my pussy filled with cum, sir."

He beamed. "I should just fucking do it. I'm not going to be the only guy who'll ever fuck you, I guarantee that." He was leaving her hanging.

"I know, sir. You've told me before."

"And you want that?" He asked. He was purposely humiliating her.

"Yes, sir. I want it for you." She said, in a near moan.

"But not tonight. There's another slut that needs attention," he said. All eyes fell on me, still kneeling, while Josh's cum dripped out of me.

"Go back up and do what we talked about. It's time to give the slut what she needs," he barked. Crystal pulled her top up over her breasts a little as she stood. He glowered. She pulled it down again, in shame. Her golden tits hung precariously out through the opening. 

"Your tits are still theirs for viewing..." he began, "....and touching if they bother trying. She nodded. She bolted upstairs. She was eager, she was horny. I can't blame her. I was on fire.

She called a minute or two later. John grabbed the camera and went upstairs. "Stay here," he joked, knowing I wasn't going anywhere dressed and cuffed as I was. 

John came back a few minutes later. "It's time," he huffed. He let me out of the cuffs. I'm sure he could see the disappointment in my face. He just smiled assuringly. I had on just the peek-a-boo-top and the red coat. He pulled me outside then back into the main building and up the stairs.

"Are you guys sure about this, sir? I mean, they'll attack me like a pack of animals," I begged nervously.

"Not if Crystal has worked them correctly," he said cryptically. He took me upstairs, we neared the apartment, the door was open. I swallowed hard, my heart was racing. Surely he couldn't, they couldn't...

Instead he pushed me out the main balcony just short of their apartment. On each side of the main balcony there were individual balconies. He shushed me and pointed to the other balcony, Bill and Josh's. I could see there was a small nook I could hide behind. There were men hanging out on the other balcony. 

"Don't go anywhere," he laughed. With that he tied the leash around a pole meant for a flag. A sudden humiliating and yet naughty though came over me..." what if someone discovered me here, like this," I shuddered with both fear and excitement at that thought. I saw Crystal dart out of the apartment and head downstairs. She was heading for safety while I was...well...here.

I knew why he put me in that spot immediately when he entered the apartment. I could hear everything. I heard Bill quiet everyone down. "Shut up, shut up, it's Crystal's friend. I told you he'd show up." 

"Where'd blonde slut go?" called out someone. "We all want a piece of that one. Can you believe how she was showing us so much tit."

"Hell," said another, "she wasn't just showing it, I had my hands full of those beauties."

"Me too," "Me too," came cries from the other men. "Smell my fingers," cracked one, his inference evident and everyone went wild. They were talking about Crystal, my sweet Crystal. She'd turned them on all right. It looked like I'd be the one to pay for that somehow. 

Bill hushed them finally when he said loudly. "There's an even bigger slut downstairs, Josh and I have already had her. That blonde promised us that she'd end up here tonight. This guy is here to tell us about it."

Suddenly it was quiet. John had the floor. I craned to listen. "Ok, Bill and Josh already know what I know. There's a total slut that lives downstairs and my girlfriend, the blonde, makes her do all sorts of nasty things. Crystal wants to apologize for getting you guys all worked up, but she did it for a reason."

"Yeah, so she'd get her pussy ripped open!" Yelled one before Bill shut him up.

"Not exactly," said John, "she did it to work you guys up. So she apologizes for that, but, in return, as repayment she says she's offering up her girlfriend, the slut, for a game, if you fellas are interested."

There was a lot of whooping and hollering. I couldn't tell how many guys there were, it just sounded like a lot. I suddenly wondered if Crystal was going to force me to face my gang bang/rape fantasy. At that moment the collar around my neck seemed to choke me, more than metaphorically. I clawed at it until I realized I was just too tense. John was already explaining the game. I was amazed that as young as he was, how much he was in control. He was talking about his own sister but he was just so sure of himself, just so sure of what he was, what I was, that it convinced me that this was all right. This was how it was supposed to be. He told us the new game. All of us listening heard it for the first time.

"Ok, in this bag I have a collection of the slut's lingerie."

I gasped, it was my new collection of sexy things! "Crystal!" I whined even though I knew it was just all part of her wonderfully humiliating plan for me.

'This ain't a lingerie show, dude!" Called out one man. "And you sure don't look like a model!" 

Everyone laughed. "Do you want a chance to get a blowjob or a fuck from an awesome slut or not?" John challenged. They weren't sure about all of it until Josh spoke up. 

"Guys, this chick is fucking hot. You won't be sorry. She's still young and tight. No way any of you losers will ever get another shot at something so fucking awesome."

That hushed the crowd. John continued. "The game is this. In this bag there's a collection of her underwear." He must've pulled some out to incite the guys, it worked, they were cheering. "Ok, I've only got one of each of the sets. There's either a bra or panties, no two of the same color. The hot blonde that just left has been out hiding the counterpart, or for the slow, the underwear of the same color somewhere on the property of the apartments. They could be anywhere that you can get to. To make it fair for you who don't live here we've unlocked potential hiding spots like laundry rooms, entrance doors, janitor closets, maintenance rooms, sheds and such. Like I said, they could be anywhere."

"What the fuck is this, an easter egg hunt? Where's the cunt?" He laughed at his own crude joke.

"Where's the cunt, where's the cunt, where's the cunt," the guys began to chant. I thought I'd die out there in a pool of my own embarrassment.

John simply let their childishness flow over him. He regained control. "Look, if you don't want a piece of the best pussy or mouth you've ever had then I can just go." His bluff must've worked because I heard them call him back.

He finally got to continue. "Ok, so if you are lucky enough to find a piece of underwear of hers," he stressed. "Then bring it back here to collect your reward."

"What's the fucking reward?" Said one loud drunk.

"Well, that depends," said John "If you find a bra, that means you get the top half, which is a blowjob. If you find the panties, you get her pussy, that simple!"

"How do we get the slut's ass?" Cracked one. 

John surprised me with his answer, it was already considered. "There's one pair of panties, they are red, they match this bra. If you get that, you can have your choice of her slut holes. Bill and Josh have also generously offered that lucky winner the use of a bedroom for that sole purpose."

The men oo'hed and aa'hed that. Bill cut in, "ok ladies, that's the deal. This apartment is off limits until all of the pieces are found. The only thing that will get you entrance is a piece of her underwear. Even Josh and I can't get in unless we find the underwear.'

They grumbled but were clearly ready for the game. They were ushered outside. I pushed back against the wall as far as I could do to avoid being spotted. They were all congregated by the stairs when John told them to wait. 

He opened up the sliding glass door where I was and pulled me out, He pushed me to my knees and he walked me like a dog out in front of them. Bill and Josh blocked the men from approaching. John walked me towards the men, allowing them to watch my tits sway and my ass swish. He lifted my head up roughly by the leash. 

He growled, "This won't do." He grabbed the peek-a-boo top and gave it a yank. Everyone cheered when my tits fell out for their viewing pleasure. Then, he turned me around and walked me back into the apartment so they'd all get a view of the holes they might get to use. I'm sure my face was scarlet, just like a shameful slut's face should be. My little red coat was riding along for its last slutty website adventure.

Bill and Josh went with the group, no doubt they wanted another shot with my slut mouth, pussy, or a first chance at my ass even. I just stayed on my knees while John took some more things out of the bag. He bade me to come to the overstuffed recliner. He made me crawl onto it face first. My chest hung over the back and on my knees my ass stuck out invitingly. He tied my hands behind me, albeit loosely, with the leash. I saw him keep looking at the window and he kept fiddling with the position of the chair.

He whispered to me, "the camera is on the ledge there, between those books, you can't really see it. I have the remote, I'll make sure your fans will see everything!"

"You'll be here, then?" I asked, almost pleading.

"Oh yes, don't worry, I wouldn't miss this for the world," he grinned.

Somehow they'd pushed me to the point where that thought was comforting. They were getting inside my head totally.

It was barely two minutes when I heard someone padding up the stairs excitedly. John let the panting man in. He had some pink panties. He got my pussy. He rocked the chair so that I basically just bounced on his cock, in and out. He was a young fat guy, kind of like Flounder from animal house, or maybe Jonah Hill. He grunted and groaned his enjoyment at drilling the slut. No doubt he never had, or ever would, get something so hot again. He was rewarded for his efforts, he came deep in my pussy like he owned it. He did own it, for that time, for his effort, he owned my pussy. He pulled out, smiling broadly. John let him wipe the pink panties over my sloshy pussy, capturing our mix. Then, he let him keep the panties. The man left into the night a very happy man.

John leaned in. "I loved seeing your titties sway and bounce over the chair like that. I think the camera will love it too." 

I blushed. It never failed, humiliation burned within me. I wanted them touched, my nipples played with, I wanted them spanked. I almost asked him to do it just to keep me worked up for the men. 

John had me turn to the camera and speak. "I hope you like the video so far. I have a feeling I'm going to get worn out tonight." I explained the "game" as quickly as I could so the viewers would know what was happening. We'd add full narration later. 

I barely had time to get my breathing under control when another man showed up at the door. He had a white, lacy bra. He didn't need instruction, I think Bill and Josh had talked them all up a bit as they ransacked the place for my underwear. He dropped his pants as he stood in front of me. I strained to suck him since my head was a little bit higher than where his cock was until he figured out that by rocking the chair down slightly it would slip his cock into my mouth like a pussy. He rocked and mouth fucked me that way until he spent his load in my whore mouth. A sudden thought came over me. I wondered where Crystal was. I wanted her watching. I knew, though, she'd at least watch the video. Then, after I thought about that thought, I wondered if John would ever have her do anything like this. I was both awed and excited by that. Her submission to him was becoming just another tantalizing thought that made my pussy boil.

I had no idea how many pieces of underwear Crystal had included in this slut's gang use. John wouldn't tell me either.

"Is this it, John?" I asked during some down time.

John said thoughtfully. "I will put this in the best way I can," he said. "Crystal wanted it to last at least as long as she expected me to use her tonight." I swear my pussy squeaked when he told me that. I sighed. I wanted to see that so badly. 

There was another knock at the door. There were two men standing there. John smiled when he saw what they had in their hands.

"Good, a bra AND a pair of panties. I think we can work with that," he grinned. Sure enough, the two of them soon had a rhythm going. They worked the recliner back and forth, back and forth into my mouth and pussy at the same time. It was a magical feeling. I was still on a high thinking about the black guys at the gym, it wasn't hard at all to fantasize it was them doing it, skewering me at both ends like a pig on a spit. In my fantasy I imagined what would've happened to me if Danny wasn't there, or Ted. I shuddered to my first orgasm on the dicks fucking me from both ends on that thought. They both rewarded me soon after.




Little Red Corvette



The engine of the car growled hungrily as I sped along the road. Recognising the sound I adjusted my dark sun glasses and sped off the highway into the city. I slowed as I looked for a place to rest and find a fuel source. Then I saw the main street and a cafe that allowed me to park the car near me. I turned off the engine and looked the car admiring the gleam of the silver and red paintwork as the sun caught it. I thought it truly beautiful and I knew that I was not alone in my feeling for many people admired my vehicle.

Then she was there. She was in her early twenties perhaps, had long blonde hair in a ponytail, I could make out pert breasts beneath a light pink t-shirt and her long toned legs were shown off extending from her short mini-skirt and ended in two sharp-heeled shoes. Her hand lightly touched the car and I smiled as I saw how the hand rested against the car.

I stood and gathering my black leather jacket about me I made my way back to the car.

"Would you like a ride?" I said and she swung to see me.

I saw that she was breathing heavily and even now she could not withdraw her hand from the red paintwork. I smiled and made my offer again. I saw suspicion war with her lust and then her lips half-opened she nodded. Smiling I opened the door and helped her onto the cream leather bucket seats. I eased myself behind the wheel and started the engine. Again there was that hungry growl but also there was the hum of well working machinery.

As I made my way onto the highways and accelerated smoothly the air whipped over us and her hair flew back. I saw her moving her hips rhythmically against the leather. Her mouth opened in pleasure and I could make out her nipples standing erect and aroused. I smiled again and turned to her.

"Let your hair loose it is better that way."

Mechanically she pulled the band from her hair and allowed the hair to run through her hand as it flew behind her. I started music from the CD player and it growled and roared in time to the car. She closed her eyes and sunk deeper into the leather and I saw her hand rest on her thigh. Soon I thought but lets have some fun. I pulled the car over to the side of the road, she opened her eyes disappointed.

"Here this will make it feel better," and I reached under her skirt found the strap and pulled her thong panties down the leg. 

Telling her to lift her hips up I flipped her skirt so that her naked skin rested on the warm leather. I lifted her panties to my nose and enjoyed the smell of her juice that had soaked the thin fabric. As she sat down there was a pleasurable sigh as the leather touched her naked cunt and ass.

"Isn't that much better," I said as I roared off along the deserted country roads. 

The miles churned along and out the corner of my eye I saw her reach under her skirt with one hand and rub her nipples with the other. 

"Yes it is nice isn't it. Take off your top it feels lovely to have sun and wind against naked skin, give into your desires," I spoke softly. 

Perhaps she heard me but that does not matter since she pulled the t-shirt above her head and set about playing with her nipples in earnest. She even pulled one into her mouth and licked at it hungrily. Between her legs I saw her fingers slip and slide over her juice covered cunt. She had shaved her lips so that I could see the delightful coral flesh as she pulled her cunt open and jammed two fingers deep into the hot hole. I allowed her to play with her body for a time until I saw a small copse of trees and bushes.

Stopping the car I stepped out of the car and made my way to her side. She only became aware of me as I pulled the door open and pulled her out of the vehicle. Dazed and confused she looked at me but responded as I kissed her lips passionately. I thrust my tongue into her mouth and my soft leather jacket rubbed against her nipples.

With confident hands I turned her around and pushed her across the bonnet of the car and unzipped my fly. Pulling my cock from my trousers I parted her legs and pushed her skirt over her ass exposing two milk-white ass cheeks surrounded by tanned skin. I saw the petals of her cunt and pulled them open as I placed the tip of my cock at the entrance.

She squealed in delight as I thrust my cock into her wet cunt. I filled the hole with ease and she cried with delight as I rammed my flesh into her body again and again. She came, oh how she came and I was at turns savage and tender to her body. I would raise her to the heights of pleasure only to feel her dash to the depths of her cumming. 

My balls tingled and I felt the familiar rush of cum through my cock and I shot string after sting of cum into her pulsing cunt. I pounded her cunt as I thrust my cock deep into her and I felt her cunt tighten about my spurting cock as she came. Then I finished, pulling out of her cunt I held her against the hood of the car that seemed to melt and change until it seemed to be two blood red lips that opened and drew her body into the engine, an engine that gleamed silver and white, an engine filled with very sharp gears that moved as she settled on them.

Walking away I thought I heard a muffled groan and perhaps a scream. After a time I returned to the car and picked up the clothes that she no longer needed. I buried them beneath the trees and stepped back into the car once I had finished. Taking the steaming cup from the cup holder I drank slowly enjoying each taste of the pungent liquor it held. 

Finished I disposed of the cup into the small bin beneath the seat and started the engine again. The engine caught hold and purred with contentment as the I adjusted my sunglasses and pulled out onto the road and sped towards another city and the food there.