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Contest

By: Goldeniangel



Violet and Danielle were arguing. As best friends, they usually got along pretty well, but both of them considered themselves to be a lot more daring than the other when it came to sex. It didn't help that they came from very different sexual backgrounds either.

Violet was a very pretty half-Asian, half-white college student with long dark brown hair. In some ways she was more open-minded that Danielle, but she tended to be more dominant in the bedroom and avoided situations where she would have to lose that control. Although she wasn't adverse to kinky sex, she preferred to be the one in charge, she gave head but never swallowed, and she had never had anal sex (even though she wasn't totally opposed to the idea either.). Mostly, she hated to be exposed to people, even though she had a gorgeous body - 5'5" with generous 34C perky breasts that didn't require a bra, svelte curves and a round firm ass - she didn't like having her body on view. Often she would have sex wearing most of her clothes, or some kind of sexy outfit, rather than even letting her partners have full access to her body. Although she didn't really consider herself bisexual, she'd had several very pleasant encounters with other women. 

Danielle on the other hand was willing to be submissive or dominant in bed, however she had moral drawbacks in that she considered anal and lesbian sex to be morally wrong (not to mention extremely dirty). However, oral was perfectly fine by her, and unlike Violet, she'd swallowed plenty of cum. A little bit of an exhibitionist, and a bit of a pain slut, she was into bondage and spanking (being spanked or spanking someone else.). Although she was willing to prance around naked for her partners, she hated her breasts. At 5'7", the pretty blonde hated the fact that her 32DD breasts (although they were really more E cups she just wore very large DD bras, trying to deny their true size) were outrageously large on her slim figure. She often felt as though she had watermelons hanging off her chest, and was very jealous of Violet's perky round breasts; she never got on top during sex and she hated it when guys paid what she saw as excessive attention to her over-sized mammaries. 

Finally, they realized that there was no way they were going to be able to agree, their experiences were just too different. For everything Violet brought up that she'd done that Danielle hadn't, Danielle had something that Violet hadn't done either, and vice versa. They agreed to settle it in a contest, and they went to their friend Jared for help.

Jared was a dom that they knew, 30 years old the big 6'4" tall black man was very amused when the two girls came in to his house and explained their situation to him. However, he was perfectly willing to help out, but...

"Since I'm the judge I make the rules." The girls agreed that was fair, and as he told them what he wanted, neither argued because they didn't want to be seen backing down in front of the other girl... but both of them wanted to. "The loser is mine and the winner's for a night - although the winner can choose not to participate if she wants," With a wink to Danielle since he well knew her uptightness when it came to other girls, "I'll make a survey for both of you and you will send it to me, and I'll set you 6 tasks to be completed over seven days. You don't have to complete all of them, you just have to do more than the other. All of the tasks will be videotaped and sent to me so that I know for sure that you've done them. If you both tie, then we'll take some time between the three of us and I'll see just how many of those hang-ups you have about sex that I can rid you of." He grinned at the thought of having the two beauties at his beck and call. Although he and Diane had played some before, she wasn't really his and so they had set down clear rules for their times together. Violet he had been lusting after for quite some time, but he refused to have anyone but himself in control over the situation and so it hadn't worked out. Really, for Jared, no matter who won or lost, he still got something good.

"Go home girls, and I'll send you the survey tonight, and then your six tasks in the morning - and no you won't have the same ones. I'm going to base them off what you tell me about yourself, and what I already know."

The girls shook on it and went home. That night they filled out the surveys and in the morning they each received their tasks, which could be done in any order.

Violet looked hers over. 1. Go to the club in the most revealing shirt and skirt you own with a pair of nipple clamps on your nipples, if anyone says anything to you about what you're wearing or about your nipples, you must ask them if they want a better look. If they say yes, then you must pull down your shirt or pull up your skirt and ask them if they'd like to touch; let them use their hands or tongue where ever they want. Whether or not they use anything else is up to you for this part. You have to get the videotape from the security guard on your own.

That made her shudder. She'd have to display herself to anyone, and who knew what she might have to do to get the video tape. Still, it was something that she thought she could possible handle, and really it wasn't all that demanding on her body, just on her mind.

2. Let me know and I will set up a time and place for you to meet with a group of guys that like to do bukake's, you must swallow as much of their cum as you can.

No way was she going to do that one unless she absolutely had to. That was disgusting, the idea of a bunch of strange men jerking off onto her naked body while she drank their cum made her want to run and throw up. 

3. Either find some friends (at least five of them), or ask me and I will provide some of mine that are clean, to take that little virgin ass of yours and then pull an anal train on it.

While she didn't like the idea of five different guys all taking turns in her ass, it wasn't something that made her want to vomit, like the idea of a bukake. Mostly it just made her wince, her ass was going to hurt something awful after that. Still, if she was lucky (and since most of her tasks seemed to be things she didn't really want to do), Danielle would have a similar task on her list.

4. Find a guy (or again, ask me to find one for you) that will be willing to tie you up and spank you 100 times and then whip you 100 times anywhere on your body before fucking you.

She didn't know what was worse about that one, being out of control of the situation and at the mercy of someone else, or the pain that was probably going to be involved. Maybe she could find her own guy for that one that would go easy on her with the blows.

5. Have a foursome with three guys, have them all cum into a cup and then drink their combined loads.

Ugh... that was another one that made her sick, but at least it wouldn't be all over her body... and just three guys, that wouldn't be that much cum...

6. Have a guy fuck you up that cute little ass of yours, and then after he's cum give you a pee enema.

Violet almost gagged. That was disgusting.... still... if she ended up having to do five to beat Danielle, she would almost prefer that to being the center piece to a bukake. The very idea of that made her shudder.

Better to get started right away. She'd go to the club tonight and get the easiest one over with first, after all, she'd almost have to do one a night. Definitely she would call Danielle in the morning and find out if the other girl had already gotten started as well.

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Violet's nipples burned painfully as she walked into the club, her nipples poking out with the obvious outline of the clamps around her through the thin silvery material of her shirt. The halter top fluttered as she squeezed her way through the crowd, trying to keep the skirt from riding up... it only had one inch of leeway before it would expose her shaved pussy mound or her ass.

On her way to the dance floor a blonde guy her own height stopped her, his eyes riveted to the bumps on her chest.

"Damn... what's going on there?!" he exclaimed loudly, a couple other guys turned to look and Violet blushed.

"Would you like a closer look?" it felt like her cheeks were burning as he whooped a loud affirmative and the guys around her cheered as she lifted up the shirt, exposing her dark pink nipples firmly gripped by the rubber ends of the clamps.

"Check out those things!" another guy yelled out, and he reached out and tugged on a clamp, sending pain shooting through her breast. She gasped as she held her shirt up so that they all could see. One of the other guys tugged on her other nipple, and she moaned in pain, finally pulling her shirt back down.

"I have to go to the dance floor," she yelled over the music, and pushed past the group that had witnessed her shame.

Violet had deliberately chosen a club that was known for its sexual shows, topless women danced in cages around the floor and there were occasional strip and porn shows (not the club advertised this, they just didn't do anything to stop it if two people wanted to get onto the stage and have sex in front of everyone.). She hoped that she wouldn't stand out so much in the crowd.

Unfortunately, she didn't, but that didn't stop guys from coming up and checking her out. Most of the other girls that were there were complete exhibitionists and the guys were there to take full advantage of the fact. As soon as she entered the dance floor at least three guys flipped the edges of her skirt up, getting glimpses of her pink pussy and the round curves of her ass. Violet blushed, and then relaxed as someone came up behind her, grinding his crotch into her ass; actually dancing meant that at least no one would be pulling up her skirt.

The man's hands slipped up her shirt and cupped her breasts as the moved to the beat, when his fingers went for her nipples they were stopped by the clamps, "Now what are those?" his voice murmured in her ear. Her unseen dance partner lifted up the bottom of her shirt, exposing her bouncing breasts with their metal appendages to the dance floor, and he chuckled as he saw the clamps over her shoulder. "Kinky bitch huh?" He whispered to her as he tugged on the clamps, using them to twist her nipples roughly. Violet bit her pouty lower lip to keep from crying out in pain.

Lights and music blared and changed, and she was swept out of his grip into another guy's arms, he pulled her close into him and reached under her skirt to squeeze the cheeks of her ass. Behind her another body pressed in close and his hands reached under her shirt and the front of her skirt, now her whole body had hands all over it and as they rubbed and pinched her flesh she moaned in a heady mixture of pleasure and pain. One of the guys slipped two fingers into her pussy, rubbing his thumb across her clit. The girl just hoped that no one could see where her dance partner's fingers were going, and gave herself into the pleasure he brought as he wriggled his fingers inside her slick hole. Another finger began pushing into her dry ass, burning and stretching as it went. Impaled by both holes, Violet came as the men rocked her between them.

The whole night was like that, guy after guy sliding his hands all over her body, lifting skirt and shirt to show others as they molested her. After awhile, her blushes faded and she almost got used to the exhibition of her body, even if she didn't really enjoy it.

After a few hours, she escaped to the back hallway, looking for the security office; when she found it, she pushed open the door to find a 50 year old balding guy with a belly in a brown security guard suit. His small penis was out and he was wanking it in his hand as he watched the cameras of girls being exposed and felt up all over the club.

"Can I help you?" he looked up at her, his hand continuing to move over his dick, and she thought she saw a flash of recognition in his eyes.

Feeling sick, she decided to just try and sweet talk him into giving her the tape, fluttering her eyes she put on her best little girl's voice, "I was just wondering if I could maybe have the tape of me for the past couple hours... you know to show my boyfriend so he can watch too." she giggled flirtatiously, hoping that the old fart would just give the tape and she could get out of there.

His grin broadened, "Sure honey, I can do that for you.... but I need you to do something for me too."

Violet nodded, trying not to show her disgust. The old guy got up, not even bothering to tuck himself back in his pants, and led her down the hallway. Opening a door, he pushed her through and she found herself on the club's stage, with everyone on the dance floor whooping and hollering as they realized a show was coming up. She wanted to shrink into the floor as the paunchy old guy followed her onto the stage. Still, maybe Jared would give her an extra point for this or something... and this was the type of thing that Danielle would actually enjoy, although maybe not with a guy like the security guard behind her, but she could do anything Danielle could and she was going to prove it. 

Letting the old guy push her onto the floor, she got in position on hands and knees, facing the large crowd. At least she couldn't actually make out faces, the lights were much too bright on the stage for her to see anything but a big blur; she could hear them clearly though as they called out suggestions to the guard. He came around to the side of her and untied the strings on her halter top, so that her tits hung underneath her body, completely exposed, her nipples held in their erect state by the clamps that were around them. Thankfully, she could see him rolling a condom over his smallish dick. 

He got into position behind her, hitting her ass a couple times with the palm of his hand and making her jump and squeal; the crowd cheered as her breasts shook underneath her body. The small dick slid into her easily, greased by the condom and she could feel his belly pressing into her ass. Making obscene noises, the guard pumped the tight pussy hard, and her tits flopped all around beneath her; he held her hips tight as he thrust into her open pussy. With her head resting on her forearm, ass high in the air, she could see some of the people watching, the guys with open lust on their faces as the beautiful girl in front of them submitted to the much older and very unattractive man. It was like beauty and the beast as his face got redder and redder while he pounded away.

Thankfully he couldn't last long in the tight young pussy, and he came loudly, shouting out what a slut she was as he filled the condom with his cum. Finally he pulled out, and she started to get up, relieved that the ordeal was over, when she could feel his hand pressing down on her back. Gritting her teeth, she stayed in position, and jumped as her pussy began to stretch around a much bigger object... from the ridges along the top of it and the thick coolness of it, she realized that he was pushing his nightstick into her. Hanging her head down, she allowed him to push it in and out of her pussy, fucking her hard and deep with the thick piece of wood. A couple hands reached up over the stage and pulled on the clamps dangling from her hanging breasts. Violet came as the old man fucked her pussy with his nightstick, the ridges grinding pleasurably in her tight hole, while little jolts of pain seemed to shoot straight from her breasts to the orgasm flowing through her pussy. She moaned and jerked as the stick continued to pump her hole while she came, drawing her orgasm out.

Finally she slumped onto her arms, exhausted and humiliated. The security guard pulled her up and off the stage, taking her to the backroom where he gave her the tape of her on the dancefloor, and the tape of the two of them onstage. As he leered at her, she realized that her top had been left on the stage, and she quickly thanked him and rushed from the room. 

Pulling the clamps from her nipples, she whimpered as pain flowed through them while blood rushed back into the tender buds. This part, at least, was over. Covering her naked breasts with her hands, she rushed out to her car, avoiding the gaze of everyone who walked by her. 

Contest



Rose stood in the kitchen, a smile on her lips, as she listened to Ian and Nick argue in the living room.

"Bullshit!" Ian said, his voice dripping with mock scorn. "Dude, we've played high school football together. I've seen your cock in the showers. There's no fucking way that you can cum more'n me!"

"Fuck you!" Nick said. "Just 'cause your dick's bigger - by a little-"

"By a lot!"

"A little! It doesn't mean that you can cum more."

"Yeah. It does."

"Bullshit."

"Bullshit!"

Rose listened to their bickering, then glanced over at her reflection in the glass of the door. She was wearing a pale yellow, spaghetti-strap sundress that hugged the curves of her petite body. She smiled at her reflection and tucked her long, auburn hair behind her ear, a plan forming in her mind as she listened to her two friends argue. Leaving the tray of sandwiches on the kitchen counter, she returned, empty-handed, to the living room.

"Dude," Ian was saying, "When I cum, it's a fucking flood. Alright? Women gag when I cum in their mouths!"

Nick nodded. "Yeah. 'Cause you taste so nasty!"

"Fuck you, asshole."

Nick laughed. "Man, I'm a volcano when I cum. I erupt everywhere. I've never met the girl yet who could drink it all."

"Boys, please!" Rose pleaded.

Nick looked up at her. "Where's the food?"

"Later," she said. "First things first. Okay?"

Uncertain looks on their faces, both boys nodded.

"Okay," she continued. "Let's settle this once and for all. Ian, you claim you shoot the biggest wad when you cum. Nick, you claim the same about yourself. Why don't the both of you just do your best right here and now and let me be the judge."

The boys glanced at each other, both with mingled expressions of wonder and confusion. Finally Ian turned to her.

"Are you saying you want us to jerk off in front of you?"

"Yep."

Ian smiled uncertainly. "Here?"

"Yes."

Pushing his shaggy hair out of his face, Nick asked, "Why?"

Rose smiled. "Most of all, because it'll be a lot of fun. But also because it'll stop you two from fighting."

They both hesitated.

"Well?" she said. "Get to it! Strip naked and show me what you've got."

They still didn't move or speak.

She smiled. "Or have the both of you got such tiny dicks that you're embarrassed to show them to me?"

Ian responded with a humorless laugh and stood up. "Rose, brace yourself. You're about to see the eighth wonder of the world!"

Nodding, Nick stood. "Yeah. It's a wonder how small his wiener is!"

"Shut the fuck up!" Ian shouted.

"Boys," Rose said calmly. "The whole point of this, well, part of the point of this, is to make you two stop arguing. You've each got fifteen seconds to be totally naked or else we won't even do this. And, just to help motivate you and since I figure you'll both perform better if you've got something nice to look at..." As she trailed off, Rose grabbed the hem of her sundress, pulled the filmy garment up over her head, tossed it aside, then hooked her thumbs into the elastic waistband of her panties and slid them down. As the garment didn't allow for a bra, unless she wanted the straps visible to everyone, she hadn't put one on. Kicking her discarded clothing aside, she stood nude before the boys, lightly caressing her pert, petite breasts and pinching her already hardening nipples.

Jaws dropping, Ian and Nick quickly stripped in a flurry of motion that left them both nude and the living room strewn with discarded clothing. Rose smiled, having timed them mentally. They were both naked with several seconds left to spare.

Turning slowly, letting them look at her from all angles, Rose moved to an overstuffed easy chair that faced the couch and sat, sliding down, spreading her legs wide open. Still toying with her flushed breasts, Rose smiled at them.

"Sit," she purred to them. "Show me what you've got. I don't care which of you cums first. It's whichever of you shoots the biggest load of jizz that wins the contest. And a prize from me. Okay?"

Staring at her, already sitting and stroking his cock, Nick asked, "What's the prize?"

"You'll find out in a few minutes. Now get to work mixing up a batch of man mustard for me."

Ian sat next to Nick, gaze fixed firmly on Rose's flushed, nude body as he slowly stroked his erection.

Rose grinned. "Good boys! I want both of you to give it your best. Okay? I'm going to assume that whichever of you shoots the biggest wad here and now is likely to always do so. Okay? So this isn't just about now. This is about settling all future arguments on the topic between you two." As she spoke, she softly caressed her small breasts, toying with her rock-hard nipples. "So, do you two think I look good naked?"

"Yes!" said Ian instantly.

Nick nodded, then said, "You look gorgeous, Rose. I've always thought so."

She smiled. "Thank you, Nick. But flattery will get you nowhere as far as this contest is concerned. Though it very may well get me into bed with you some other time." Her smile grew broader as she saw his hard cock twitch at her words. "Now, no more talking, boys. Get busy stroking those fuck-poles for me!"

Rose spread her legs open wider, giving them what she knew had to be an absolutely exquisite, unobstructed view of her silky-smooth, hairless snatch. She was already swollen and damp. Leaving one hand at her chest, flitting back and forth, pinching and tugging first one hard nipple, then the other, Rose gradually slid her other hand down her flat, toned stomach. She stopped just above her dripping sex, letting her hand rest there for a few moments. The looks on the boys' faces told her that they knew what she was about to do. She waiting, making them wait with her, letting the anticipation build as they stared, their own hands busily stroking their hard, purple-headed cocks. Nick was already dripping a little bit of clear pre-cum. Gazing at it, Rose licked her full, pouting lips and wiggled her hips a bit.

Parting her legs as wide as she comfortably could, Rose dragged the tip of one long, French-tipped fingernail over her hard clit. The touch sent a jolt through her naked body, causing her to gasp. Her breathing was already growing heavy. She knew that there was a very real possibility that she would cum before either of the guys. Exposing herself like this to them was something she'd dreamed of many times since they'd all been friends. It was a fantasy she often entertained while pleasuring herself. Now that she was living it, she knew she wouldn't last long before achieving a mind-numbing orgasm.

Ian and Nick continued to stare at her as they stroked their dicks. Ian's satiny purple mushroom was dripping now, too. Nick had a steady stream of pre-cum oozing from his cock. Both boys kept their lustful gazes riveted on her as they masturbated.

Rose licked her lips again and slid her finger inside her pussy. Her back arched with the sensation of her probing digit. A second finger joined the first. Her other hand plucked at her hard nipples, toying with them, twisting them lightly, sending waves of sensual pleasure wafting through her burning flesh.

"Fuck!" Nick screamed, beating his meat faster. "I'm gonna fucking cum! Rose! Can I cum on you?"

It was just as it always was in her fantasy! Rose nearly reached orgasm just at the thought of it. Without a word, she simply nodded frantically, her hands busy taking her breath away.

Nick leap up awkwardly, his hand a blur on his steel-hard erection. Stepping over to her, Nick stood between her legs he stroked himself a few more times before bellowing. A massive rope of glistening white cum jetted from his cock, splattering Rose's stomach and breasts as she continued to finger-fuck her sopping pussy. A second wad landing on her stomach. A third dripped onto the back of her hand as she plunged her fingers deeper into her love cannel. Spent, Nick gasped for breath as he looked down at her. Relishing the feel of his radioactively-hot sperm on her already searingly-hot flesh, Rose smiled up at him. She took her hand away from her breasts long enough to dip her fingers into a pool of his spunk. She massaged it into her nipples as she resumed toying with them.

Ian had moved to the end of the couch to see Rose around Nick. Abruptly he stood, screaming, "Move your ass, Nick! My turn!"

Nick stepped aside just as Ian took his place between Rose's splayed legs. The instant Ian was there he came. A load of molten white sprayed across her flushed body, dousing her chest and stomach. A bit even spattered her chin. Smiling, Rose extended her tongue, trying to reach it. More cum followed, raining down, thick and white and hot. When Ian finished, he stepped away, standing beside Nick. Both boys were still stroking their now semi-hard pricks.

Rose looked down at her body, covered in the fresh cum of her two best friends. One hand was dripping with their hot, sticky offerings as her fingers plucked at the fleshy bullets her nipples had grown into while her other equally sticky hand fucked her dripping pussy. Rose came, her back arching, her head lolling backwards, a scream of pure animal pleasure escaping her.

"Fuck!" Rose said, her breath ragged. "Fuck, that was good! We have got to have contests like this more often, boys!"

Ian and Nick both nodded agreement, still staring at her cum-covered, flushed, naked body.

"So which of us won?" Nick asked.

"It looked pretty even to me," Ian said.

Rose sucked a bit of their mingled cum loads from her fingers and gazed down at her body, looking at the streaks and pools of thick white that decorated it. "Mmmm. You boys taste great!" She dipped her fingers into more cum and licked them clean. "I need to find out how you each taste individually." Looking up at them, she grinned and said, "I agree with Ian. I think you both came about the same. I call it a draw, boys."

Nick stepped closer to her, still stroking his cock. "So who gets the prize?"

Rose slid off the chair, going to her knees on the floor, rubbing their cooling cum over her body with both hands. "Both of you."

Ian stepped up beside Nick. "What is the prize, anyway?"

"A blowjob from me," Rose replied, licking cum from her fingers again. "Fuck! You two taste divine!" She waved Ian forward, saying, "Nick. You came first in the contest, so I think it's only fair that Ian cum first this time. Soon as he cums in my mouth for me, I'll see what your cum alone tastes like. Okay?"

Nick nodded dumbly as Rose cupped Ian's balls with one delicate hand and wrapped the fingers of her other hand around his shaft, softly kissing the dripping head of his cock.

Rose grinned up at Ian as she sucked his cock into her mouth eagerly. Giving them their prizes was going to as much fun, she thought, as the actual contest had been.



Contest



Lula May said to me one day that our daughter was getting older and that it was well and truly time for her to come out into society as the beautiful woman she was.

"Lurlene is eighteen already and that's too old to be coming out. Heavens, she has breasts, they're beautiful Augie, so beautiful and perky with dark nipples as big as the first joint of your middle finger. And her pussy is lovely with a thick forest of hair all around it. I'm glad it takes me so long to put my make up on in the morning. I'd miss seeing everything if I didn't."

I was still holding my fingers up, trying to appreciate how big Lurlene's nipples were.

"It's a pity that we don't have beauty contests anymore," Lula May said, "It's not enough to have the assets, girls need confidence too". 

All day I thought about it, amazed that my daughter, who, not so long ago I had cuddled in my arms when she cried, who I had tucked into her cot at night had developed into a beautiful woman. I was so proud of her.

That night, as we lay in bed, Lula May started talking.

"I was talking to the girls at work," she said. "We've decided to have a beauty contest. I've been appointed as the organizer. We'll have it in four months and coordinate it with Earth Day. I've already hired the hall." I was pleased that she had been so active and taken the initiative. I kissed her.

"There are so many girls here who need to come out," she said. "So far there are six other girls who are interested." I thought about it. The girls wouldn't know anything about it but their mothers would. Lula May was enthusiastic and I tried to stay awake but I don't remember much after that.

Next morning, at breakfast, Lula May told Lurlene about the beauty contest. Lurlene wasn't so enthusiastic but said all the yeses in their appropriate places to please her mother and discovered that she was an entrant. At that moment Lurlene's preparation began as Lula May quietly leaned over and brushed a wisp of hair out of Lurlene's face. 

That night Lula May snuggled up against me and said.

"We've decided. The winner of the competition will be known as Miss Milk Pail. I thought about it, whether it was appropriate. I wondered whether it would be associated with breasts but didn't say anything. I also wondered how much Lula May was being influenced by her Mother. I knew that to oppose the idea would cause a permanent fission in their family and marriage. I simply had to be patient. 

Next day, Lula May had Lurlene walking around the house with a book on her head, she insisted that proper deportment was necessary. Lurlene was in high heels too, which didn't help with balancing the book.

One morning I was a little slow, having slept in. By the time I was ready the bathroom was occupied. The door was open a crack and I could see Lula May's hair as she bent forward, concentrating on putting on her makeup.

"You know, Lurlene, the competition isn't so far away. We've got to work to get you presentable."

"Yes Mum."

"I want you to use the loofah so your skin is going to glow. I put it there yesterday for you to use. I want you to run it all over your body."

"Yes Mum." I heard water splash and the abrasion of the loofah on skin.

"You've got to use more effort than that!"

"Yes Mum."

"Don't be so soft, Lurlene. Here, give it to me." The water splashed as Lula May started. I could hear the abrasion. Your back is important and your shoulders too. Especially do your boobies, underneath, not only the top of them." I could hear the loofah being swished around Lurlene's body. "Stand up. The cheeks of your bum need it especially, cellulite doesn't present well. And don't forget your legs." Lurlene moaned, I guessed it would hurt a little.

That night in bed, LulaMay gave me an update on the competition's plans. They had commissioned someone to make a silver plated milk pail.

A week later I was having breakfast when Lurlene joined us after her bath.

"Where's your brassiere?" Lula May asked. 

"They're all in the wash."

"Ok," Lula May said. She got up a few moments later and quickly returned. Standing behind Lurlene she quickly had her shirt off. Lurlene's breasts were indeed beautiful. She watched me as I looked. "Don't worry about him," Lula May said, you're going to have to get used to being looked at. Her nipples were dark and large. Too quickly a bra went over them and Lurlene was given her shirt to put on. She was in a hurry; she made adjustments to the bra and made her breasts comfortable in it before her shirt went on. Lurlene spent some time every evening balancing a book on her head. She seldom dropped her book and her deportment was wonderful.

I was late for my shower and again had to wait. The door was open a notch.

"Can you do my back please Mum?"

"Ok, Hon." I heard the loofah swishing around. "Turn, so I can look at the front now," I heard Lula May say. I heard the bath water splash as Lurlene moved. "Mmm, just stay there a moment." I heard Lula May move. "Your pussy hair needs tidying." I heard an aerosol can being used. Then Lurlene said,

"I like my pussy hair, it doesn't need to be shaved." I had the thought that if the contest is for Earth Day then shrubbery would be something to protect.

"Sorry, it needs tidying up."

"Why? No one is going to see it."

"Don't be naïve, plenty of people are going to see it."

"Who?"

"Spread your legs a little please."

"Who?"

"Well, your chaperone for a start, you'll have to reward him. If he looks unhappy you won't win."

"But, what if I don't want to?"

"You will. Now, sit on the side of the bath please so I can do the rest. I could hear the drip of water and movement as Lurlene got out of the bath to sit on its side.

"Who else?" Lurlene asked. 

"There will be six judges," Lula May said. "You'll need to be accessible and ready for all of them if you're going to win. Can you stretch your legs further apart?"

"Ok. You don't have to take it all off do you?"

"No, I'll leave the triangle at the top but your lips are going to be clean. They're going to like these lips; they're meaty without being excessive. They feel as good as they look."

"Who else?" Lurlene asked. 

"The photographers like to be rewarded."

"Who else."

"There'll be a lot of sponsors. And promoters."

"What if I don't want to?"

"Why wouldn't you want to?'

"'Cos, it might not be worthwhile."

"Because, not 'cos. I can tell you it's worthwhile. How do you think I became Miss Apple Blossom?"

"Mum, that's cheating."

"It's only cheating if you're caught. There is no law to stop you having sex, that's what coming out is all about. Sex is a tool you have to learn to use."

"But, I don't want to."

"Of course you want to, Hon."

"How many times did you have to have sex to become Miss Apple Blossom?" 

"I don't know, Hon."

"About five times?" I could hear Lula May laugh.

"No, Hon."

"More?"

"Sure, Hon."

"Lots more?"

"Quite a few more."

"Twenty?" Again I heard Lula May laugh.

"A hundred?"

"You're getting closer."

"More or less?

"More."

"Two hundred?"

"Getting closer."

"More?" 

"Yes. After two hundred I lost count." There was a silence. 

I was wondering about the pedigrees of all the studs.

"How many men?" There was laughter.

"Hon, you are so naïve."

"Why?"

"Because it wasn't just men."

"Women wanted you too?"

"Sure, Hon."

"You did it with them too?"

"Why not, Hon? If they could influence the vote I wasn't going to say no."

"But there are only six judges."

"Don't be naïve. They don't have the say; they do as they're told."

"You had all these men, and women, in just a couple of days?"

"No, it was over about two months."

"Really?"

"Yes. Why do you think I'm getting you ready now?"

"I wondered."

"Well, now you know."

"Ok."

"Now, spread those legs and let me finish this. I want you beautiful and accessible."

"Ok."

"And I want you to be Miss Milk Pail."

I could hear Lurlene move and Lula May was quiet for a moment.

"Can you lift up your legs a moment?" she asked.

"Ok."

"You sure have a pretty pussy."

"Thank you."

"You're going to make a lot of people very happy."

"I hope so."

"Just lift this leg a little more and I'll make these lips smooth and inviting." 

I had the thought that it was very similar to crutching sheep before mating season. I'd leant a lot. It was time for me to leave. I quietly went back to bed and thought about what Lula May had said. I had no idea that she'd had so many men. That she'd had women too was a total revelation. I was dating her when she became Miss Apple Blossom. I wondered what she'd got up to when she became Miss Landing Flaps. I guessed that if she kept so many people busy, they wouldn't have time to fight and she really could claim to be promoting world peace. 

With so much water under the bridge there was little I could do about it now. No wonder she was so busy. Her preparation of Lurlene was, to say the least, comprehensive. I tried to imagine Lurlene with her pussy shaved like it had a bull's eye on it.

When they came for breakfast Lula May looked very pleased with herself. Lurlene was a little hesitant and kept rubbing her crutch. Breakfast was quiet. No one said anything. I would have liked to say something but knew that if I did I'd be relegated to the rank of being a fuddy duddy who would then be totally ignored.

A few days later I was again late for the shower and the bath room was occupied. The door was open a crack and I could hear movement inside.

"Your puss needs a tidy up." 

"Ok."

"Just sit on the side of the bath please."

"Ok."

I heard the razor being rinsed.

"It's important that we get your skin used to being shaved."

"Ok." I heard the shaving cream being squirted on. There was silence for a while as Lula May exercised the razor. 

"You know, Hon, I think you'd be better off if we took it all off."

"I'd prefer not to."

"Don't be silly, you want to be Miss Milk Pail, don't you?"

"Ok." I heard more shaving cream being applied.

"It's thick here. I need a new razor." I heard Lula May stand, get a razor and then get down again to finish the job.

"I like my hair," Lurlene said.

"You'll like winning Miss Milk Pail more."

"Ok."

"You have a very pretty pussy; you're going to make a lot of people very happy."

"Ok."

"Can you move your leg a little more that way?"

"Ok."

"That's it. There's nothing like having access."

At that point I went back to bed. These bathroom conversations were very interesting and I didn't want them to stop.

About a week later I was late again and had to wait. I listened carefully. Lula May worked the loofah around Lurlene. That was nothing new. Then there was the shave. It was an all over shave again. 

"You know, your father loves you. He'd never hurt you," Lula May said. My ears pricked up. 

Incest wasn't a part of my list of things to do.

"I want you to learn how to flirt. I want you to flirt with your father."

"Really?" 

"Yes, why not! You'll be safe with him."

"Ok."

That night, in bed, Lula May told me of how busy she was and said she would start interviewing people to be judges soon. The assessment had to be meticulous and thorough. She said she was looking forward to it. 

Next morning I was late again for my shower. I used to feel guilty that I hadn't repaired the door but now I was pleased with my tardiness. Lula May had just finished running the loofah over Lurline.

"Where's the razor," Lula May asked.

"Over there," Lurlene said,

"Oh, silly me." I heard movement as they got themselves into position.

"It's ok."

"Such a pretty pussy." I heard the razor being rinsed in the bath water.

"Do you really think so?"

"Of course, Hon. Your lips are wonderful. They spread out nicely. Symmetrical." 

"Aren't they too big?"

"No such thing as too big, Hon."

"I think they are."

"Lift your leg a little hon."

"Ok."

"Have you ever seen a butterfly with wings too big?"

"No."

"This is your butterfly, Hon."

"Ok."

"Flap these wings and you'll gather plenty of nectar."

"Mum!" Lurlene sounded outraged. Lula May was still laughing. 

"Move this leg."

"Ok." It didn't take long.

"There you go, all done."

I went back to the bedroom. Breakfast was normal with Lula May burning the toast and Lurlene attacking her muesli, running late as usual.

That evening Lurlene was dressed in shorts. She never wore shorts. She seemed to be watching me. I guess I ignored her.

Next morning I was late for my shower. I sat and listened.

"The shorts aren't enough, Hon."

"Ok."

"You had panties on too."

"What would you do?"

"I'd start with my tits."

"How?"

"I'd present them better than you do."

"How would you do that?"

"I'll get you a new bra today."

"Ok."I could hear the loofah going round Lurlene's body. Then the shave. Not much was said so I went back to bed.

That evening Lurlene obviously had her new bra on. Under her tee shirt her breasts looked so much bigger and they rolled with the smallest movement. I did my best to ignore it. Every day I pretended to ignore it and next day something more was added to her repertoire. It was as much as I could do to ignore it when the shirt became transparent and I could see half of her areolas. It was time for me to listen in again. Next morning I was late for my shower.

"I think you have the most wonderful pussy I have ever seen."

"Really?"

"Sure. It's generous without being over done, your butterfly is fantastic and it's a lovely color."

"Do you think so?"

"Of course, Hon. It's a lot like mine."

"Really?" 

"Yes, and mine got me to be Miss Apple Blossom. It can't be too bad." 

"Mum!" Lurlene was shocked.

"Don't worry, Hon. It's wonderful to be open and accessible."

"Mum!"

"I wish mine was as open and accessible."

"Do you?"

"Of course, Hon. You look so good. I wish I could look as good."

"Really?"

"Really. I'm not so good at shaving myself though. I always miss bits. Grandma had to shave me before I became Miss Apple Blossom." I wondered whether she'd had the same input when she became Miss Rose Petals. 

"Really?"

"Yes, like I do for you. She'd love to shave you."

"Really?"

"Would you like to shave me, Hon?"

"When?"

"Now?" I could almost hear Lurlene thinking.

"Ok."

"I've just got this lip to do." There was a splash of water as she rinsed the razor. Soon I heard them change positions. "Oops, forgot to take my panties off." There was more movement. "There you are, ready to be made open and accessible." She laughed.

"Would you like a triangle at the top?"

"Sure. That would be good."

"You're so hairy."

"I know. Wait until you see my butterfly!"

"I'll tidy around your triangle first."

"Ok."

I could hear the shaving cream being squirted on and then the silence of concentration as Lurlene shaved her. I was wondering about the blend of geometry and lepidoptery 

"Would you like everything else removed?"

"Sure would. Can you get the hair out of the top of my slit too? I hate it there. Triangles shouldn't extend into the slit." I had a thought that a pond should have its reeds.

"Ok."

"Don't worry; use your fingers to pull the skin out so you can shave it properly, like I do for you."

"Ok."

"Let me feel." There was another pause. "That's lovely, Hon. Now make me open and accessible."

"Ok. You have to stretch the lips with your fingers to get a close shave."

"Ok."

"Other side now."

"Yes."

"See, Hon, a butterfly like yours. Let me stretch it out so you can see."

"Ah, yes, it is like mine."

"That's why I know you have a good chance to become Miss Milk Pail."

"It seems like cheating, Mum."

"It's not cheating. I know that Mary Beth will be doing the same."

"Mary Beth? Why is that bitch in the competition?"

"There's nothing I can do to stop her, Hon."

"I don't want her to win."

"She might win. She has a lovely pussy."

"How do you know that?"

"Her mother showed me a picture of it."

"Her Mother?"

"Sure, Hon. Her Mother thinks that's why Mary Beth will win. She's very excited and brags about it all the time. Mary Beth had it stretched open so I could see everything."

"Really."

"Sure. Really, Hon."

"Is it as good as mine?"

"No, it's smaller and her butterfly isn't as good as yours."

"Good."

"I'll ask her for a copy of the picture today if you like. I'm told she's been giving them out. There might be more than one picture too."

"Good. I don't want her to win."

"We'll do our best, Hon. We'd better move, we're running late. Thanks for the shave."

"Oh, look at the time! I've got to fly."

I quickly scampered back to bed. What an interesting start to the day. At breakfast there was a determined silence. I guess the specter of Mary Beth was being considered.

That evening there was a conspiratorial air. They went to Lurlene's bedroom and behind the closed door I could hear a muffled conversation. I wondered what was happening.

In bed Lula May kissed me good night and said she'd be late home tomorrow.

In the morning, as was becoming a habit, I was late again and waiting to use the bathroom. I no longer chastised myself for not fixing the door. I'd missed Lurlene's loofahing, but was in time for her shave. 

"Hon, look in the mirror. "

"I am."

"Yours is so much prettier."

"No, it's not, hers is so petite."

'Petite isn't good, Hon. Look at her butterfly, it's asymmetrical in both of the pictures. Now look at yours. It's bigger and it's symmetrical."

"But hers is beautiful." 

"Yes Hon, it is, but so is yours."

"She's got a bigger clit."

"Her pussy is smaller so it looks bigger. Yours is actually bigger than hers."

"No it's not."

"It is, Hon. It's just how it looks in the photo." 

"I don't think so."

"Tomorrow we'll do some pictures and then you can compare properly."

"Ok."

"Let's finish your shave."

"Ok." There was a studied silence for a while.

"Lift your leg, Hon."

"Yes." More silence.

"All done, Hon."

"Your turn now."

" Yes, Hon." There was movement and then they settled. 

"At least I've got my panties off this time." They both laughed. 

"Why is your pussy so red?"

"Is it?"

"Yes, it is."

"Oh."

"Why, Mum?"

"It could be the interview."

"What interview?"

"The interviews for the judges have started."

"Why would that make your pussy red?"

"The interviews are very involved, long and exhaustive."

"What does that mean?"

"What do you think it means? Sometimes Hon, you're so naïve."

"You mean you had sex with him?"

"Of course, Hon. Why do you think I asked you to shave me?"

"So you could be open and accessible?"

"You've got it, Hon."

"It looks so sore."

"Yes, he was very thorough." She laughed. I could hear Lurlene doing the shave.

"It's not hurting, is it?"

"No, Hon, It's fine."

"Tell me if it is, ok?"

"Sure, Hon."

"Almost finished,"

"On the shelf there's a tube of cream, can you get it for me please?"

"Ok."

"Just put some on for me please."

"Yes."

"Ah, that feels better. Can you put some inside too." I could hear the silence of concentration. "That's much better. Thank you, Hon."

"We're late again, Mum."

"Oh, we really have to fly!"

I too flew and landed in bed, just in time. Breakfast was quick and they were soon out of the house. I went to have my shower and there, on the shelf, were the photos of Mary Beth's pussy. They were a little damp around the edges but everything was intact. I could see her pussy was wet and very pink. It was a lovely topography. Her butterfly was a little uneven and I thought her clit was huge. I wondered about Lurlene having a bigger one. I also had the thought that every day the contest was becoming more like a meat market. I put them back on the shelf and had my shower.




Contest



That evening Lurlene wandered around the house with her transparent shirt on and her fancy bra. She seemed a little shy but I wasn't about to help. It was an interesting sight as she moved, making her breasts roll in the bra. I guess I saw most of her areolas.

One night, in bed, Lula May said,

"You know, we need a truck."

"A truck?" I asked, "Why?"

"Lurlene is in the beauty contest and needs it."

"Does she?"

"Of course she does."

"Why?"

"She needs somewhere to change and a place to lie down between items of the event."

"Oh?"

"Yes. Every other girl will have one."

"Really?"

"Sure. She needs somewhere to change so it will need to be covered."

"They cost a fortune!"

"I know. It needs to be big enough for a queen sized bed and with room for her to change in."

"That isn't going to be the cheapest truck."

"I know, Sweetheart, but she needs it.

"Are you sure?"

"Of course I'm sure. It will need to be painted on the inside too. Duck egg blue I think."

"I'll think about it."

"I know you will, Sweetheart."

Next morning I was late getting to the shower. I sat and listened. I heard Lula May. "Don't worry Hon. Mary Beth might be blonde but that doesn't mean she has every advantage. We're going to bleach the roots of your hair."

"Can that be done?"

"Sure, Hon."

"Ok."

"I've asked your Father to buy a truck too."

"Have you?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"So you can become Miss Milk Pail."

"How will that help?"

"Hon, sometimes you are so naïve,"

"Why?"

"To become Miss Milk Pail, you're going to be very busy."

"What do you mean?"

"Mary Beth has one already."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Well. We aren't going to be able to influence the judges if we don't have one. There's nowhere in the hall you can influence them."

"Why a truck though."

"So you can have a queen sized bed and drinks cabinet."

"You mean I have to get them drunk and fuck?"

"Just move your leg that way. These new razors aren't so good. Yeah, Hon."

"Do I have to?"

"No, you don't, if you want Mary Beth to win."

"Ok. I'll do it."

"Grandma will be here soon to help."

"Ok."

"My turn." I could hear them change positions.

"You're good with shaving, Lurline." 

"Thank you."

"We need to be very fussy today."

"Why?"

"Another interview."

"Why is this one special?

"It's a woman."

"Oh?"

"I know she's gay."

"But you're not gay."

"No, Hon, but it's all good. I need to know how she intends to make her assessments."

"Ok. Can you lean back a little?"

"How do you get to know that?"

"I get them to assess me."

"Do they actually look at our pussies?"

"Not just look, Hon. They make in depth assessments."

"Why? Spread your legs a little wider please." 

"Because it's Miss Milk Pail. We don't want a mister becoming Miss Milk Pail."

"Oh."

"It's a clause that has been inserted for your protection."

"It's not the only thing to be inserted, is it?"

"That's true Hon." They laughed, especially Lula May."

"All done, Mum."

"You know, Grandma will be here tomorrow."

"Will she?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"She has lots of experience in preparing for these things."

"What experience?"

"Lots of experience, Miss Cherry Bowl, Miss Nature Girl, Mr. Cherry Popper, Miss Saddle Rug, Mr. Ecopower, Miss Beef on the Hoof, Mr. Beef on the Hoof, Miss Floating Butterfly, Miss Banana Split, Mr. Duck Hunter, Miss Squirting Firecracker, Mr. Barley Malt, Miss Dairy Churn, Mr. Mutton Gun, Miss Sweet Lips, Miss Fruit and Mr. Nuts, Mr. Sheep Dog Whistler, Miss Melons, Mr. Banana, Miss Busy Beaver and they're only the ones I remember. There have been many more."

I thought it best that I get into bed. The thought of my mother coming was a little overwhelming.

They were at the kitchen table when I got home from work, talking about contests in general and the naivety of some entrants. 

"Some don't even shave their pussies," she said and they laughed. To be honest, I thought that innocence was lovely. "I remember the Miss Stock Whip contest. One of the entrants had so much pussy hair they could have plaited a stock whip from it!" They all fell about laughing. "It wouldn't have been the crack of the stock whip- it would have been the stock whip of the crack!" Lula May was laughing so much that tears were streaming down her cheeks. Men's competitions are different though. If it's a pretty boy contest it's all shaved. There's nothing better for access. If it's a man contest, they get manscaped. I prefer doing men"

"What's manscaped?" Lurlene asked. Lula May and Glorie Sue looked surprised and chuckled at her innocence.

"Well, I don't know either," I volunteered.

"We can show you, Augie," Glorie Sue said. "I'd love to do it." They were all laughing.

"Why not!" Lula May said, tears were rolling down her face with the laughter. Then Glorie Sue explained.

"Darlin', that's when we shave their balls, shave around their pole, shave the margins and trim the rest. It looks good and it's almost as accessible as a total shave."Lurlene was quiet. My balls were tumbling and trembling with the thought. What if there was an accident with the razor?

"Mind you, for Mr. Sea Urchin I did it differently. You know how sea urchins are round and covered with spiky things, I shaved everything but his balls, and trimmed the hair on them to make them look like sea urchins." They were laughing again. Glorie Sue continued, "The judges weren't entirely happy. There were whispers that they couldn't get the feel of his balls on their palates. But he won. The audience was overwhelming in their appreciation of the humor. He deserved to win, risks like that have to be rewarded."

We all sat for a while, drinking our coffees. The quiet felt ominous.

"Have some more cake, Augie." I reached forward and took the last slice."

"We're going to need the table soon." Lula May said. There was more silence.

"I'll go and get my tools," Glorie Sue said. When she returned, she said,

"Well, we may as well get started. Lurlene, can you walk to the door and back please?" Lurlene got up and walked. 

"She's got a slight lean to her left," Glorie Sue said. "Can you do it again, please?" Lurlene walked again.

"That's better, much better. Now, can you stand for two minutes please?" Lurlene stood while we all watched. "Hands at your sides," Glorie Sue said. "Now lean forward."Lurlene leant forward. "No, not like that, a lady doesn't stoop, she uses her knees, like this," and Glorie May demonstrated. "Good." Lurlene was warming to it."Now, let's get that top off and walk to the door and back." Lurlene took off her top and started. "Bra too please," Glorie Sue asked.

I made to leave, I was sure my presence wasn't wanted. 

"Where are you going?"Lula May asked. "Aren't you interested in your daughter? She needs to be able to perform with an audience."

Lurlene turned and faced us as she slowly undid the clasp and removed her bra. Her breasts didn't slump, they looked magnificent. "Lovely set of tits, I like the nipples. Nice. Beautiful." Lurlene smiled. "Wonderful smile. Now, can you walk to the door and back please? Swing your arms a little, please. Good, I like to see the swell of your tits from behind when you walk. As you swing your arms forward, swing them out a little. That's better. Can you see them, Lula May?"

"I can." 

"Now turn and walk towards us. Good. Can you do it again, please?" Lurlene turned and walked to the door again. Glorie Sue watched carefully. As she walked back, towards us, Glorie Sue said, "Very good. Could you see, Lula May?"

"I think so."

"Look at her nipples and see how they are symmetrical against her body. Lots of girls aren't that symmetrical. Now, do it again without your skirt, please." Lurlene took off her skirt. "Panties too,please." A moment of hesitation fleetingly crossed Lurlene's face but she did as she was asked and started walking to the door. Glorie Sue moved for a better view. "Her legs don't touch. Good. Lovely gluteal movement." She started walking towards us. "Her pussy is nicely centered. Some girls favor one side when walking and then their pussy isn't centered. Now, can you walk from there to there, please?" Lurlene went to the first "there" and started walking. "Mmm, good, no pelvic tilt, you've passed the walking tests with honors." Lurlene smiled.

"Now, let's get this table cleared." Lula May did it simply, she got each corner of the table cloth and lifted, I could hear the sugar bowl crash into the mugs, and she took it to the kitchen.

"Up you get. Face down." Glorie Sue was hitting the table with her hand. She watched as Lurlene climbed onto the table, the hang of her breasts and the grace of her movements. Firmly, Glorie Sue ran her hands over Lurlene. She pushed her hands under, pulled both of Lurlene's breasts out and looked at them. "You have to be careful how you lie down, your left breast is a little bit larger and you can look asymmetrical. Lift and we'll tuck them in again. Lurlene lifted, her breasts hung under her and she lowered herself. "Good. That's how to do it." Then, not saying anything she got a big magnifying glass out and went over Lurlene, looking for skin blemishes. With a pen she circled areas of concern. "Ok. I've finished with your back, now for your front, sunny side up please." Lula May stood by as Lurlene turned. Glorie Sue ran her hands over Lurlene. She spent time working out the axis of her breasts as she moved them around. She spread her legs a little and then went down to her toes. A long time was spent looking at each toe. The magnifying glass was next and everything was checked with the circles of concern marked. 

Glorie Sue then went to her bag and pulled things out. There was a sheet of plastic with holes in it. She went to Lurlene's breasts and tested the holes until she found one the size of Lurlene's areolas. "I think we'll make your areolas two sizes bigger." Then she pulled out a color chart. "What do you think Augie?" I looked at the chart. I didn't have a clue. I had a thought about sheep being daubed with paint at a market.

"That one?" I asked tentatively. Glorie Sue laughed.

"Yes, if she'd had twenty pregnancies. We're looking for subtlety Augie." Lula May was laughing. 

"Which one did he choose?" asked Lurlene. She was shown and laughed.

"Thanks, Dad." Together they chose one that wasn't so much different from her natural color. The hole they'd chosen from the hole chart was placed over her nipples, and, one at a time, they brushed on the color. 

"Now, get your knees up girl," Glorie Sue said with an obvious lilt to her voice. "This is my favorite place to work." They all laughed. I made to go.

"No Augie," Lula May said, "Stay here. What do you think you're doing for her confidence every time you try to leave?"

"She's right Augie, you have to be supportive." I stayed. Lurlene watched me.

"Don't worry Dad, it's ok if you watch."

"Thanks, Hon." I tried to look confident.

"Wait till you see her butterfly!" Lula May enthused. I knew it wasn't the kind of butterfly I would automatically think of.

Glorie Sue looked at Lurlene's pussy and studied the way the inner lips protruded beyond the outer lips. She then gently pulled the outer lips apart. The inner lips stayed stuck together. With a little more stretch they opened.

"Mmm, we'll have to use a lubricant. I like them to open before that. At least they are big enough that we have something to work on." With her fingers she opened the inner labia and smoothed them to their sides. Lurlene lay there, anxiously waiting for a comment. Lula May whispered,

"I told you she has a beautiful butterfly." There was silence. Then Glorie Sue said,

"Succulent!"

"Grandma!"

"I'm not going to tell lies Darlin', it is succulent and before the contest is over a lot of people will have sucked it. Let's hope so!" They laughed with Grandma's little joke.

"What do you think, Dad?"

"I think it's beautiful, Hon."

"Is it better than Mary Beth's?" Lula May quickly left and returned with the pictures. They spent time looking at them, making comparisons.

"Yours is much better, Darlin', yours is bigger, your butterfly is better and I think your clit is bigger. Hers is lovely, it's petite but it's not a prize winner"

"Good."

"It's like I said, succulent. Your Mother is right. You have the best butterfly I've ever seen. It's nothing to be self conscious about. It's something to be very proud of. I'm proud of you." There was a silence as Lurlene sighed with satisfaction.

"Now, back to work, I think we can make it even better. Your butterfly is wonderful, it's healthy but for contests it's pale. We'll add a little more color, make it pinker. She got a color chart out and again asked me to choose. I chose a color that was a few shades darker. I wondered what colour I would choose if I were stamping a ram's horn with its identity. I was also wondering why it wouldn't be made green, in keeping with Earth Day. 

"Good choice, Augie, you're learning. Lula May chose the same one."

"Can I see, please." We watched Lurlene's reaction.

"Ok," she said as she handed the color chart back. Glorie Sue went to her bag and found what she needed. She put some card under one side of the butterfly.

"Hold this please, Augie." While I held the card she dabbed on the dye. Then we did the same for the other side. It did look pinker. "We have to wait now for the color to absorb, about two minutes." Holding that card, with my arm outstretched seemed like forever. I began to think of how Lurlene was feeling with her knees stretched out to their limit. When the two minutes was up I went and found some pillows to put under her head and her knees.

"Thanks, Dad." Glorie Sue then wiped the butterfly to get rid of any excess dye. It did look good, even if it wasn't going to suddenly take flight.

"Now, the other side." She placed the card and asked me to hold the labia in position with my finger as she dabbed. With more card she asked Lula May to do the same for the other side. While waiting, Glorie Sue got a mirror from her bag and gave it to Lurlene.

"Wow, that looks really good!"

"Edible!"

"Grandma!"

"Well, I hope you're going to be eaten, lots of times, it's wonderful!" Lurlene was laughing, as we all did. 

Then Glorie Sue wiped Lurlene's butterfly and looked at her clit. She projected it up and looked at it carefully. From her bag she found a sheet of plastic with holes in it and she carefully found the hole that would suit. Then another color chart. We all watched, fascinated by her craft. I could do it the same color or would you like it a little different," she asked. Lurlene suggested that it be a little brighter than the butterfly.

"You mean, like this?"

"That would be nice." We all agreed. Glorie Sue carefully found the hole and put it over Lurlene's clit.

"Hold this," she said to me. "Push down firmly so we can see all of it." As I held she dabbed on the dye. Two minutes later all was done. Lurlene started to get down from the table.

"Oh, wait, haven't finished yet. One more thing, stay as you are." Glorie Sue gave Lurlene's clit a wipe which made her gasp, then stretched her legs wide, popped two fingers inside and felt around. It took a few minutes.

"All is well," she said.

"Good. Mary Beth won't be winning if I can help it." We all laughed. 

"Tomorrow we have to work on flavors and scents." 

"Ok. It's your turn Dad."

"Yes," Lula May said, "Why not? It's only skin after all."

"It would be good, I'd love to do it."

"Yes, Dad. I'd love to watch."

"How do you expect Lurlene to do well if she has no support?"

"Then Lula May came to me and whispered in my ear.

"You know, Lurlene has been thinking of making contest preparation her career. It's important that she gets as much job experience as she can." Then Glorie Sue whispered in my other ear.

"Chicken." And Lurlene said, 

"Come on Dad, start walking to the door." She was almost begging. I felt terrible as I looked at them. Lurlene was frustrated. Lula May was irritated. Glorie Sue looked smug, as though she'd found my weakness and was prepared to exploit it. She took a deep breath which puffed her chest out and made her tits look enormous. I saw the look of unctuous sanctimony. I decided to go and started to walk to the door.

"Don't slouch. Head up!" Glorie Sue said. I stopped and turned.

"I don't slouch. I said.

"Sorry, you do, you need to put your shoulders back." Lula May added.

"It's true, Dad." I thought a few moments. Then I continued on. At the door I heard Lurlene, 

"Now walk towards us." I was turning the door handle but dropped my hand. I slowly turned and started walking towards them.

That's better," Glorie Sue announced, still a little lean to the left but much better. I stood in front of them and said nothing.

"Again," Lurlene said, so I turned, walked to the door and back to stand in front of them again. Glorie Sue gave me a little grin and I gave one to her, I wasn't going to be beaten.

"Shirt off," Lurlene decreed. I took off my shirt and started to walk to the door again. 

"You're leaning to the left still." I straightened up. I turned at the door and walked back to them. 

"Now stand for two minutes. Hands at your sides," she said. They walked around me. Glorie Sue pushed my bottom in and pulled my shoulders back. Lula May pushed my head back and my bottom to the right.

"That's better, Dad. I think you still have a pelvic tilt. Pants off, please." It seemed so easy for her to say, as though it was a natural progression and with the approving support of her Mother and Grandmother, it was difficult to say no. I slowly undid the belt, trying to find a dignified escape, and Lula May was impatient enough to take over. Both pairs of pants were off in a hurry.

"Door and back, please, Dad." I was self conscious in my birthday suit.

"Still leaning to your left," Glorie Sue said. "You're legs don't touch. That's a big advantage." At the door I stood and unable to turn I started to walk backwards towards them.

"Dad, turn around." I turned and started walking- I'd never been naked in front of my Mother in Law before. She passed judgment. 

"The nipples are level. Do you see that, Lurlene? That's good."

"Table please." Lula May was hitting it with her hand. I climbed onto it and lay face down. They went over me, I guessed with the magnifying glass, and I felt the circles being drawn over me. There were a few, not many.

"Turn over please." Glorie Sue sounded authoritative. With the magnifying glass and pen they went over me. I noticed that Lurlene had put on a tee shirt. It extended down to her waist and left her pussy on display. It was lovely, in a way, that she had lost some modesty. I have always wondered about modesty and its uses. For some reason though, I don't mind being a little modest myself.

"You need some facial hair Augie. I think longer side burns would help." They looked at my feet and hands. You need to use hand cream." They looked at my chest. Lurlene had the holes out and they were looking at them. 

"I think that one," Lula May said. 

"Yes."

"I think that one. "

"No, don't make them too much bigger." It has to be subtle to succeed." Lurlene looked chastened. Then they looked at the color chart.

"That one."

"Yes."

"I think so."

"Can I see please?" I was shown the chart. That one matches you now and we think this one will look good." The color they'd chosen was darker. Lurlene did the job, supervised by her Grandmother. Lying on the table I could only look up and crowded around me blocking a lot of the light were six breasts. The strange thing was that I'd never realized before that Glorie Sue's were as big as they were. They stood and admired the handiwork.




Contest



"Well, let's move on," Lula May said.

"Yes. Let's." Lurlene said, with a little more enthusiasm than I thought necessary. Glorie Sue was quickly pushing my legs apart, telling me to raise my knees and getting between them. When they were in position there was silence for a time as Glorie Sue studied the subject and decided what to say. 

"It's nice to see a fully furnished cock," she said.

"What do you mean by fully furnished?" Lurlene asked.

"Ah, foreskin and hair, he still has it all." Sometimes it's not good and I have to recommend circumcision. Judges like them visible and accessible. The hair is good, he has very little body hair but there's a lot of pubic hair. That gives us a lot to work with. She picked up my cock and moved it around. She looked at my balls and rolled them around. 

"The sack is generous, see how his balls hang? That is really good."

"Why?"

"Definition. Underneath all that hair you can actually see his balls and their shape. They can be held. A lot of judges like to hold them while they're emptying. I know that Mr. Sea Urchin's hung down a long way."

"Ok."

"They desperately need a shave though."

"Should he be manscaped?"

"He could be either- he'd look ok pretty boyed too. If he had extensive body hair the only option would be manscaping because it looks weird having hair everywhere but not around his cock."

"I'd like him manscaped first," Lula May said. 

"Can I do it?" Lurlene asked.

"I want to," Glorie Sue said, "I've always wanted to do Augie". I lay there watching them, wondering what would happen next. Then Lula May said,

"I think Glorie May should shave his balls and Lurlene can do the rest. We don't want any mistakes, do we?" and they laughed. "I want photos of it too," she said. Lula May quickly took the photos as Lurlene prepared for the shaving. Glorie Sue fondled my balls, not giving up her position, as she waited.

"I've been trying to get my hands on these for ages," she said with a laugh. "They're all of what I was hoping for, so far!" I giggled, the feel of her hands on my balls was hypnotic. My cock stirred, it was threatening to inflate and embarrass me. Lula May and Lurlene were ready and stood to listen." They're nice and firm." She had a naughty little chuckle. "We'll see why soon. It's not only about presentation. If you can present yourself well, you'll do well, but presentation relates to function. That applies to everything in life, I think, and if we can have fun along the way, so much the better. That's the criteria of judges. It's a lot of fun. Mr. Fire Hose functioned very well. It was fitting. The audience loved it. Mr. Six Shot Shooter was wonderful too- so much stamina, his wasn't the prettiest but he scored high with function. The ladies loved him, and so did some of the men. It took me ages to get him that way, lots of practice and I painted his equipment so it looked like a gun," Glorie Sue said. Hardly the subject for Earth Day, I thought.

"How did you do that?" Lurlene asked.

"I painted him first and when I was happy with the design I used dye, it took a lot of working out. I have pictures in my case, I'll show you after."

"Ok."

"Now, let's get moving." She picked up the shaving cream and gave my balls a squirt. It made me jump, it was so cold. Then she had the razor in her hand. "You're not going to use that, are you?" She had a cut throat razor and it looked dangerous.

"Sure, why not? I always use this one and it's been sterilized." I was frozen with apprehension. She rubbed the shaving cream around my balls. It felt lovely, like a prayer before an execution.

"You hold the razor like this. Then pull the skin of his sack out and down and like this, with gentle pressure." I felt the sharp of the razor slide down my ball sack. Lurlene watched carefully.

"Watch again. I just love shaving balls." Her proficiency was evident. I started to relax. She slowly shaved them and a little around. They were as bald as light globes. Then she cleared some of the tangle from around my cock.

"That's the shaving done. Now we use the clippers." It was quick.

"There you are- manscaped!" 

"Wow." Lurlene was impressed. We only have to clean up. Lula May had the bowl of water and she washed off the soap and decapitated hair. Photos were taken.

"I'm glad you're taking the photos- I need them for my album."

"I'm hoping to get copies too," Lurlene said with a laugh. I felt a little odd about being a film star.

"Do you see how accessible he is now?"

"Sure do! It's wonderful." I had a look with the mirror and it did look impressive, a real fighting machine. It looked like it was ready to take on any marsupial and would win.

"Now we'll do the rest. Lurlene, it's your turn with the razor." I had a feeling that I'd be better off with Glorie Sue doing it, better the devil I know and I was about to say something but Lula May said,

"Yes." She changed places with Glorie Sue and after telling me to get my legs further apart she started soaping me up. At least she was proficient with that. Then Glorie Sue put the cut throat in her hand, showing her how to hold it and Lurlene started. She held my cock up and shaved around, stroke by stroke, I held my breath as I waited. I was already outnumbered as a male in the house and had visions of me joining the women of the house to outnumber me even more.

"Legs up," she said and Glorie Sue quickly had my knees on my chest as Lurlene shaved through. All was done and I could breathe again. I checked with the mirror and it all looked very exposed and vulnerable.

"I'm a little concerned, Glorie Sue announced. They looked at her and she drew herself up to make an announcement. As yet we haven't had the pleasure of an erection. I'd been battling not to have one. That's either huge self control which is good, or incapacity which is terrible." They were cleaning me up and looking concerned. I could have reassured them that it had taken an enormous amount of self control but thought it wise to say nothing.

"The judges don't like any suggestion of incapacity. I remember with Mr. Exploding Blunderbuss the guy with the best attributes, and they were huge, didn't win because he didn't perform for one of the judges before the event. He was fine during the event, the audience was out of their seats cheering when they saw it and when they saw him explode his blunderbuss they were throwing their panties and bras on the stage for him."

"Why would they do that?" Lurlene asked.

"You didn't tell me she was so naïve, Lula May. Each of them had a phone number on it Lurlene. He didn't win the competition but he enjoyed himself after. Not as much as the winner though. Mr. Exploding Blunderbuss was very busy, he sold so many pictures and videos of himself exploding and, of course, many prefer to be participants rather than members of an audience. He could have spray painted the hall." They laughed. I hadn't realized that Glorie May had changed positions with Lurlene. She was sliding the skin up and down, as though it wasn't something she was aware of.

"Have a look, this is good. See how the foreskin locks its self up tight at the end and when I slide the skin down it easily lets the head through? If any man is going to have a foreskin, that's how it should be. Look at the head too; it's big and meaty which is good. We've yet to see what it's like erect though. If he were a serious contest contender I'd get his cock trimmed- with a foreskin it's ambiguous." A cold chill went through me and I shuddered. I had no thought of having a circumcision but the persuasive powers of the other members of my household were, too often, more than I could withstand.

I prepared a guy for the Mr. Projectiler contest and he insisted that he keep his skirt. He was capable of squirting ten feet. We practiced over and over before the event but when he was on stage he forgot everything and when it was his turn to impress he forgot, his skirt was in the way and it simply dribbled out onto the floor. He scored a zero. Audiences can be funny. They like to see everything without the suggestion of anything being hidden but they also like to see the pop of the head as the foreskin is pulled down. Personally, I love them, they're so soft, like velvet, and beautiful. But contests are contests and rules apply." She was fondling my cock, watching how the head appeared through the foreskin.

"Let's get it up and going," Lula May said.

"Yes, erect and flowing," agreed Glorie Sue. "I'd love to see what's in these balls." Lurlene giggled as she watched Glorie Sue's hands become purposeful. The movement dictated that there be a response and quickly my cock was erect. They were all pleased. Glorie Sue didn't stop, she continued, to the delight of Lulene and Lula May who exchanged grins. I tried not to respond but Glorie Sue was skilled and as she wiped her top lip with her tongue my cock was twitching.

"I've always wanted to do this Augie," she said. "It won't be long now." Lurlene and Lola May craned for a better view. My hips lifted.

"Here it comes." Suddenly it rushed and I was squirting. I felt a mixture of embarrassment and pride as it shot out of me and splashed on Lurlene. I could see the look on Glorie Sue's face, the mixture of pride and professionalism, that she'd been able to show her skills and get me going. I could see her assessing my effort. I don't remember much after that. It had become cold with the rain falling more heavily and as they talked of their assessments I got dressed. I was deeply embarrassed. 

In the morning I was late into the shower again and had to wait. It had rained all night and it was still raining. 

"Lift your leg, Lula May," I heard Glorie Sue say. 

"Why don't you use a disposable razor, Grandma?"

"She's a professional."

"But you can be a professional with a disposable razor too."

"It doesn't look nearly as good though."

"I'll color your butterfly tonight, Lula May"

'Good. Thank you."

"What time is it?"

"We have to fly."

"What about me?" 

"Tonight, Grandma."

"Unless Augy can do it."

"Augie. Stop skulking around out there. Come and shave Grandma."

"Oh yes, good idea," I heard Gloria Sue say.

"I'm sick of you hanging around and not helping." Lula May sounded angry. Chastened, I went in. There was still steam wafting around which gave a soft focus to everything. Six breasts confronted me. Lula May turned to the mirror to continue her makeup. Lurlene was climbing into her clothes. Glorie Sue sat on the edge of the bath tub watching me.

"Ready to start?" she asked.

"Why don't you do it on the kitchen table?" Lurlene asked.

"Good idea," Lula May agreed. We went to the kitchen. Glorie May had the equipment. She filled the bowl with warm water, got onto the table and with her legs spread wide suggested that I might like to start. I got between her legs and soaped her up. I'd never seen her naked before and it was a little more than I'd expected. Obviously she hadn't been shaved for a while. 

"How do you want it?" I asked. 

"All off please she said.

"Ok." I started drawing the razor through the foam and hair. It was intimidating to have such a responsibility. She watched, I guess for any mistakes. I was careful. Lula May and Lurlene emerged from the bathroom and grabbed something to eat. They stood around and watched as they ate. 

"Dad, it's not going to bite you." They laughed. Lula May suggested that the skin needed to be stretched out to get a close shave. She patiently explained that Glorie May had kindly offered to start interviewing the support people today. I continued to shave and pulled the skin around in as gentlemanly fashion as I could.

"I've got to go." 

"Me too," and Lula May, with Lurlene, quickly left us.

"Now we're alone and you can do it properly. When you do a shave you should also do a check, you look at everything so you know all is well and in my line of work you also check the function."

"Well, you tell me what to do and I'll do it." Her butterfly may well have been bigger and better than Lurlene's, but she didn't have to demand that I tell her that and her clit may have been bigger than Lula May's but she really didn't need me to tell her. Assessing function wasn't easy, the clitoral orgasm wasn't too bad but being hosed off by a g spot orgasm was more than I wanted. I had to change my clothes. The rain continued to pour. Finally dressed, she was in the car and heading for her interview at the hall. I was pleased to be alone. Apparently she was able to get into the hall. I have no idea why she did though. About half an hour after she did I got a phone call.

It was Bob from the General Store telling me that the creek had come up and turned the Hall over. From the Hall, on old wooden beds, members of my family emerged, all in the middle of their interviews, oblivious of their sudden transportation. It was a spectacle for the patrons at the pub. 

I had to drive along the creek and find them. I pulled Lurlene out of the creek first. It also meant rescuing one of the judges. Further along, I found Glorie Sue in her fishnet stokings and one high heeled shoe. I felt like leaving her there but rescued her along with a prospective wardrobe manager. Further along the creek I found Lula May. The others were too cold to help but the prospective judge caught a rope I threw to him and I was able to rescue him and Lula May.

I was so fortunate that no one had drowned. I decided that there were too many people in the car and threw out the prospectives so they could walk home. I figured that as they had such a big interest in seeing members of my family naked they could be generous with their nudity too.

I announced that regardless of whether the hall would be returned to its site, the contest was going to be cancelled. As the only one in the car with clothes on, I felt empowered. There was no murmur of protest, they acquiesced to my demand, and I said to Lurlene that if she still wanted to be involved with contests she could pack up and go- I wasn't looking for glitter in her life or mine, I was looking for substance and that I wanted her to earn it. 

Glorie Sue wanted to say something but thought better of it. I told her that I'd help her to leave when we got home. I had a big idea that our happy family was fine before she started talking to Lula May. The phone bill was something I was dreading. When we got home they all wanted showers and one by one they warmed up under them. Then they, with modesty, found clothes that were bulky and warm. 

Glorie Sue came to me and I was about to tell her to bugger off when she said she was sorry and that contests were no longer going to be a part of her life. She felt humiliated that she'd been caught cheating by almost everyone in town through the pub window, as they watched her sail down the creek, fucking a contest official. She said she felt humiliated. I let her stay the night. Next day she asked how she could redeem herself. I told her that it wasn't for me to know but for her to volunteer. 

"I know you have had trouble finding someone to work on the farm," she offered tentatively. There were tears rolling down her cheeks. I gave her two months probation. Perhaps we could plant those trees for Earth Day which would be a lot more honest than being false for a competition. Lula May was also contrite and begged that she stay within our marriage.

Later that day, I wondered. What did the contest cost? I mean, not in terms of money, but in other things. I can't say what, there are some things I can't define.



Contest 69



She tasted amazing, no bitterness to speak of but with a hint of sharpness that tingled my tongue. Her clitoris hardened quickly as I used my hands to pull her folds away. The sensation of my tongue on her plump nub sent a thrill through my body, making my hard penis jump on its own. My nose was against her asshole my mouth over her pussy. She smelled as good as she tasted, perfectly clean with a hint of raspberry body spray. Diving in, my tongue explored below her clit, finding her urethra before her larger tunnel. It was hot, wet and tighter than I expected when I pressed forward, searching and tasting her inner depths as my finger caressed her clitoris.

Darting in and out I penetrated her hot tunnel, enjoying the secretions I was coaxing out of her sex with each second I continued to play and devour this organ of exquisiteness. Reaching up I grabbed her round buttocks, spreading them apart and diving in deeper with my tongue. My index finger found her tight anal opening. I lingered there, gently rubbing the pad of my finger around before moving on to her waiting wet hole. Two fingers easily disappeared into the hot wet tunnel as my tongue returned to her excited clit. She squirmed from the sensation as my tongue fluttered quickly back and forth and my fingers curled into her g-spot, pressing hard on the rougher patch of skin beneath her clit inside her vagina.

I felt her naked breasts touch my stomach as her head bobbed up and down on my hard cock. The sensation of her mouth sucking me as I ate her was unreal. It was difficult to concentrate, especially when she sucked extra hard or took me as deep as she could. Her saliva ran over my balls and I could hear her slurping and sucking over my own moans.

My fingers were coated in her juices, she was excessively wet and turned on and only getting worse as we continued our oral game together. I stayed focused on her clit, while my fingers sped up in and out. The more focused I became the longer I could keep from cumming in her mouth. The things she was doing to my cock with her tongue and mouth felt phenomenal but when she added her hand, and began to stroke and suck, I knew I was in trouble. It was heaven and only that much better with her pussy in my mouth.

Her nipples were erect, poking my stomach each time she descended low to take me deep, her round breasts smashed against my flesh driving me crazy. I quickly found I could slow her down, by distracting her with pleasure. Each time I increased my speed on her clit she paused in her sucking of my cock. I needed to make her cum before she made me. I doubled my efforts, adding another finger and gripping her clit between my teeth, holding it in place while I pummeled it with my tongue as fast as I could. I felt her legs tighten, her sucking stopped all together and she began to shake in my arms as I knew her climax had arrived. She screamed in pleasure. Her pussy convulsed on my fingers, grabbing at them as her pelvis quivered and legs shook.

My plan worked. She was cumming and had completely neglected my penis in her state of rapture. I was forced to let her clit go but continued to rapidly thrust my fingers into her body, keeping the pressure on as her orgasm continued. She was panting now, trying to find air. I could feel her breasts rapidly rising and falling until she gave in and fell onto me totally spent. Her hot breath came in gasps onto my hard shaft, her body warmer than mine as she lay atop me. Small jolts or shakes continued to grip her as the after effects coursed through her body. I removed my fingers, licking them clean and wrapping my arms around her in a loving embrace. She spoke, between gasps, breaking the silence.

"You... won... this... time, but I'll get you next time for sure."

"If you only knew how close I was," I chuckled.

"I figured I almost had you. If I wasn't such a sucker for that thing you do to my clit I'd have won."

"That's why I did it. I had to distract you somehow."

"It was worth it. So since you won, what's it going to be? Anal again?"

"Of course, what else?"

"I should have known."



Contest: Alternate Chapter



Author's Note: This was written at a reader's request because in the original series Danielle didn't complete this task. It's a lot longer and rougher than it would have been had I written it along with the original series. I hope you enjoy!

"Danielle?"

If she had never heard that deep, drawling voice again it would have been too soon. Doug had the kind of voice that stirred a woman's body, deep, low tones that reverberated down her spine and into her core. Hell, his voice had been one of the first things to attract her to him, promising all sorts of sensual delights and sinful experiences. If only she'd known the perverseness that went on in his head before she'd been seduced by his voice. Even filled with disbelief and knowing what she did, just hearing his voice revved her engine.

"Hello Doug."

There was a long pause and she knew that she should speak first, to tell him why she was calling, but she felt frozen. This was so much harder than she thought it would be, but she couldn't let Violet win. She just couldn't. They were tied neck and neck and all she needed to do was this one thing... besides, a lot of the fantasies that he'd told her he'd had, she'd experienced a bit of this past week, facing down her fears. She could do this, she told herself.

"To what do I owe the pleasure?" he asked, his voice sounding hard and surprisingly cautious. It also didn't sound like he truly thought that hearing from her was a pleasure. In fact, she could still hear some anger in his voice. Maybe she was just imagining things, but maybe he really was still holding a grudge. 

She cleared her throat to help prepare herself, but her voice still came out sounding squeaky and frightened. "What would you say if I offered myself to you for three hours?"

Dead silence.

"Offered in what way?" There was nothing in his voice that gave away what he was feeling and that only heightened her anxiety more.

"In whatever way you'd like. To do whatever you'd like with me."

"Why?" Now he sounded suspicious and she couldn't blame him. What would she think getting a phone call like this from someone? 

"Violet and I have a bet going."

To her surprise he laughed, freely and loudly. She'd always loved his laugh. "God that is so you Danielle."

She couldn't help but smile. 

"All I need to win is to spend three hours with you. You can do whatever you want."

Doug sighed.

"I'm not going to do whatever I want. That's not how it works and you know it."

"I'm saying that's how it works this time," she said calmly, trying to hide the high levels of anxiety that she was feeling. Giving herself over to Doug completely was terrifying to her. It had been over a year since she'd last seen him and she had no idea what levels of perversity he'd sunk to in that time. The fantasies that he'd shared with her, that he'd wanted to do with her, had terrified and disgusted her enough that she'd broken up with him and now she was giving him carte blanche to do whatever he wanted. 

There was a long moment of silence on the phone and she closed her eyes, her heart pounding in her chest as she wondered what he was thinking. 

"When?"

"Tonight. It has to be tonight."

"What if I have plans?"

She blew out a gust of air. "Then I'll lose the bet and you lose your chance to have me at your mercy for three hours."

"At my mercy for three hours..." she could hear the old anger in his voice again as he contemplated that scenario. His voice deepened even lower. "I like the sound of that. I think you like the sound of it more than you're willing to admit." Danielle shivered but said nothing. Yes, part of her liked the sound of that, she couldn't lie. "Be here at eleven."

Before she could reply to ask why so late, he hung up the phone. Shaking a little, she punched the 'end call' button on her cell. What had she gotten herself into?

*******

Doug was just as she remembered him. At 6'3" he towered over her 5'7" frame, something that she had always enjoyed because he was one of the few men she'd ever met to truly make her feel small and vulnerable. Of course, everything about him was in proportion, from his very large, blunt-fingered hands to his oversized cock. Perhaps if he'd had a smaller dick then she might have been less stringently against him wanting to put it in her ass. Although when they'd been dating she'd considered anal sex to be completely disgusting. This past week she'd found out that she could enjoy herself during it, but then again the cock that had taken her anal virginity had been much smaller than Doug's monstrosity.

Dark hooded eyes stared down at her as he ran his hand through his dark brown hair, which he'd allowed to grow out longer than he'd had it while they were together. Stubble on his face only increased his rugged good looks. Doug was the kind of man who drew attention just by walking into a room, not just because of his size but because of the aura of confidence and danger he had around him. Girls who liked bad boys went wild over him, especially when the saw the dragon tattoo that was clawing its way out of his sculpted back. Right now he was shirtless, showing off his muscular upper body and the brushing of dark hair across his chest and in a line down his stomach. That line continued all the way into his low slung-jeans, emphasizing the V shape of his hips, leading her eyes straight to the bulge that was already growing behind the fabric.

Nice to know that she still had that immediate effect on him.

Licking her lips, she looked up again to meet his eyes, registering that he'd completed his own sweeping appraisal of her body. She'd decided not to pretend she was there for anything but sex and she'd dressed appropriately in a tightly fitted black pleated skirt that barely covered her ass and a tight red tank top that showed off her tanned skin and blonde hair to perfection. The low v neck of the top also showed off her massive breasts perfectly, cupping them and pushing them together to create a glorious amount of cleavage that men salivated over; it had a built in bra so that she didn't need to wear one, so the fact that her nipples had hardened the moment she'd looked at him was very obvious. Knowing how much Doug liked her hair, she'd left it hanging loose around her shoulders, hoping that by trying to please him with her appearance she might gain some kind of reprieve. 

"Are you wearing any underwear?"

It was more of a demand for a response than a question and Danielle bit back her automatic saucy response. Considering that she was going to be completely at his mercy for three hours, beginning the their time together by making a sarcastic comment about how a hello might be nice didn't seem like the best idea. 

"Yes," she said in a low voice, looking away from his penetrating gaze. She was wearing a red lacy thong, the same red as her shirt, and it was already wet with arousal. Damn him for his effect on her. Having him this close to her again, smelling the spicy masculine scene of his cologne and body, was turning her brain into mush. There was a reason she'd written him a Dear John email to break up with him instead of doing it in person. 

"Take them off."

The command, in his husky voice, sent a shiver up his spine. It was beginning already. This was the part that she'd always liked, the domination, her submission, the naughty thrills and painful foreplay. No wonder she was creaming herself. Not a single man since Doug had been able to affect her this quickly, on this visceral a level. 

Sliding her hands under her skirt, careful not to flash the neighborhood behind her, Danielle tugged off her thong and put them into Doug's waiting hand. Heat bloomed in her face as he brought them to his nose and smelled them, amusement sparking in his eyes. The scent of her arousal was already obvious. There was no hiding her reaction to him. 

"Already wet," he said. She should have known he wouldn't let it pass without comment. Humiliation had never been one of his major kinks, but she shouldn't be surprised that he might find it a lot more palatable now, with her. "Take off your skirt and show me."

For a moment she hesitated, but the look in his eyes promised retribution if she tried to argue, and she had already decided that she didn't want to get off to a bad start. Although she wasn't sure that she considered stripping on his doorstep a good start. What if someone saw? But that was his concern, not hers. She didn't have to live in this neighborhood after all. And this was obviously something he'd been planning from the very beginning; in his quiet neighborhood there was no one out and about at eleven. This was why he'd wanted her to come late. Chances are, no one would see her... but the element of uncertainty was there. It was both humiliating and exciting to strip off her skirt and spread her legs for him, tilting her hips forward as she used one hand to spread open her pussy, the way she knew he'd want her to.

Her pink pussy lips glistened in the light as Doug's lips twitched with satisfaction at both her capitulation and her knowledge of how he'd want her to present herself.

"I see you haven't forgotten everything," he practically purred. Danielle flushed again and looked down, although she kept her pussy spread for his view. "Down on your knees. You can take off your shirt and use it for padding along with your skirt if you want." The indifference in his voice said that he truly didn't care. 

Danielle's insides clenched. Exhibitionism was so not one of her kinks, but there was something arousing about Derrick's desire for revenge on her, his intentional set-up for her humiliation and to challenge her. Now she had the choice between the flimsy skirt fabric between her knees and the concrete of his front step, or stripping down completely in order to save her legs a little comfort. She decided to just kneel down. Hopefully he wouldn't make her stay here for too long. 

On her knees she looked up at him, his eyes glittering with excitement and lust as he stared down at her, undoing the front of his jeans, which were filled to bursting with his long, thick meat. It hung, bigger and harder than she remembered, bobbing in front of her face under its own weight, the plummy purple head already leaking liquid. 

"Suck me Danielle. We're not going inside until you get me off."

Eager to show herself willing, Danielle took his hot length in her hand and began licking around his head, cleaning it of the salty sweet liquid and letting her saliva coat his knob to make it easier for her to fit her mouth over him. As he moaned, his large hands coming down to rest on her head and begin gathering up her hair, she slid her tongue up and down his long, long length, licking all twelve inches of him as if he was a giant popsicle. She knew from experience that the more she lubricated his shaft with her mouth, the easier it would be to fit him down her throat... and she also knew very well that down her throat was where he was determined to go. 

As he began to pull her hair into the semblance of a pony tail for him to hold onto, Danielle licked her way back up to the glossy helmet and wriggled her tongue into his pee slit. Doug hissed under his breath and his grip on her hair tightened. Glancing up at him, she was almost disturbed by the intense need she saw in his face, the way he was watching her orally service him. Her eyes sliding back down to his mouth watering abs, she opened her lips and sucked his head between them, her tongue flicking over the sensitive, velvety skin. 

"Fuck yes..." Doug moaned and thrust his hips forward, shoving another inch of cock into her mouth. "God you've got such a hot mouth...." 

Without waiting for her participation, Doug used his hand on her hair to pull her down onto his cock, his hips thrusting and fucking deeper and deeper into her mouth. It was no less than Danielle had expected, and she loved it. The hard way Doug used her had satisfied so many of her darker needs while they were together, it was why she'd been so shocked when she'd discovered that she hadn't been satisfying all of his, that he'd had needs much more perverse and twisted than she'd imagined. But this... this right here she could enjoy without hesitation. 

Saliva pooled in her mouth as she lowered herself down onto her knees, changing the angle of his cock so that it was pointed more downwards. It also changed the angle of her neck, allowing him to plunge deeper, past her nominal gag reflex and into the tightness of her throat. This had always been Doug's favorite position, not just because it allowed him to deep throat her so easily, but because it forced her to look up at him as she did so. Now their gazes clashed as he forced more and more of himself into her throat, making it burn at this use that she was no longer accustomed to. 

It was a show of complete dominance over her, as well as a warning. Already he was pushing her out of her comfort zone. She was on her knees on his front door step, her bare ass gleaming in the moonlight for anyone who was driving by or peeking out their window to see, and he had his huge cock shoved down her throat. With his hand fisted in her hair, creating a pony-tail holder with his fingers, he had complete control over the movement of her head. It was Doug's whim that allowed her to breath, when he pulled out far enough for her to suck air in through her nose, her lungs and throat straining with the effort.

She could see the sheer enjoyment in his eyes, of seeing her on her knees worshipping his cock again. Doug had always loved that she was able to take his full length down her throat and now he pulled back and shoved all the way in, until her nose was buried in the musky scent of his groin, pressing against flesh and coarse hair. Around his length her throat muscles spasmed, fighting to hold his thick meat. Vibrations as she silently moaned traveled up his cock.

"FUCK..." his head fell back a moment before coming back down to stare at her. "I almost forgot how good that feels."

Then he pulled out far enough to let Danielle gasp for air before shoving back in deeply, using her face like he would her pussy. The rough skull-fucking was making her feel light headed as she struggled to get enough oxygen in between his hard thrusts, both hating and loving the way it made her feel. Her pussy was gushing with need, her body loving the rough handling, and at the same time she hated that she had this reaction to him. That she still wanted him as badly as she did. 

"Ah fuck... Danielle..." Doug let out a low groan and shoved deeply into her, she could feel the pulsing of his cock against her tongue and his dark eyes were wild as he pumped what felt like a gallon of cum straight down her throat and into her stomach. As she swallowed, her throat muscles massaged the length and head of his cock, milking him of every last drop of creamy fluid. It was warm in her belly and she became even more dizzy with air loss as he finished his climax, holding her face pressed tightly against his groin.

When he pulled out, he released his grip on her hair and stepped back; surprised by the sudden loss of his support, Danielle's upper body fell forward. She was suddenly very aware of the soreness in her knees from kneeling and the burning of her throat from his rough use. Peering up at him, on all fours, she saw that he had already regained his composure, the wildness in his gaze now hidden behind a mask of indifference as he tucked his chubby cock back into his pants. Part of her wanted to break that control of his again.

"Get up and come in," he said sternly. "With only three hours we don't have any time to waste and you will be punished for dawdling."

Stifling a protest, Danielle got to her feet, picking up her skirt as she stood and walking into the house. Doug grabbed her by the arm as she passed him, halting her in her tracks. With his free hand he reached between her legs and plunged one thick finger into her sopping folds. Danielle groaned with pleasure as he skewered her with his large finger, her hole tightening anxiously around him. 

"Got you wet did it?"

"Yes Sir," she said, moaning as she tilted her hips forward, trying to rub her clit against his hand. Unfortunately he removed his hand entirely and she whimpered with disappointment. 

"For the next three hours you're going to call me Master," he said, his eyes glinting with some kind of deep emotion. Turmoil swirled through Danielle, even though she told herself that it was just another word, another name, it did mean anything. It was also hard to keep her smart mouth shut and not point out that the three hours had already begun, since she'd arrived at 11 o'clock right on the dot. But she had a feeling that he was purposefully trying to push her into saying something that he could punish her for, so she held it back. "If at any point you need to stop tonight, you will say 'red.'" Doug grinned devilishly. "Of course, then you'll lose the bet."

"Yes Master," she said instead, as meekly as she could, looking down at her hands clasped in front of her bare pussy.

Doug let out a roar of laughter. "You think you're going to find me more lenient if you behave now?" The amusement in his voice suddenly turned into something like a snarl, the hand on her arm tightening hard enough that she gasped as her head flew up and she looked into his dark eyes, stormy with repressed anger. "You have plenty to be punished for Danielle, and a few moments of obedience is not going to make me forget that."

With that he turned and began walking, pulling her along with him and heading for the basement door. The hard grip on her arm loosened a bit, but she wouldn't be surprised if she had bruises on her pale skin tomorrow in the shape of his fingerprints. 

When she had broken up with Doug his basement had already been set up like a Dungeon, but now there were new toys and contraptions set up that she had never seen before and a spike of anxiety went through her. She recognized the spanking bench and Saint Andrew's Cross, but now there was also some kind of table that looked like the top was segmented, what looked like a Medieval Rack, and all sorts of chains and ropes hanging from the ceiling. A sex swing was recognizable among them, but it wasn't the only piece hanging from the ceiling. 

New whips and other implements of pain and pleasure hung from the walls, alongside the ones that she recognized. Anticipation thrummed inside of her, her juicy pussy starting to leak down the insides of her thighs as she took in the erotic and dangerous room. It wasn't until she had taken her fill of looking that she realized Doug was waiting for her, watching her reactions to the changes that he'd made. 

Once she met his gaze again, it was like a signal that she'd finished looking and he pulled her over to the center of the room where a chain was hanging down from the ceiling. 

"Take off the shirt," he demanded. Danielle did so immediately, not missing the way lust flared in his eyes as her massive mammeries were exposed, nipples already puckered and aching to be touched. Even though she hated how big they were, how they sagged under their own weight, she couldn't deny that she wanted to feel Doug's big hands on them again and that she loved the way he looked at her when she was completely naked for him. "Wrists."

He cuffed them with leather cuffs lined with fur on the inside, prettily stamped with Celtic designs on the outside, in front of her body before lifting her arms and attaching them above her head. The position forced her breasts to thrust outwards at him and Doug's eyes gleamed in appreciation for the lewd picture she presented. 

Danielle groaned as he attached cuffs to her ankles and then to a spreader bar. It was now obvious that he'd set the chain specifically for her, it was the exact height to make her stretch out her body while allowing her to keep her feet just barely flat on the floor while spread to the distance of the spreader bar. Eventually the position would make her muscles ache, for now it just made her incredibly vulnerable to him. 




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"You have no idea how much I've wanted to see you like this again," he whispered, half to himself as he turned and went to pull some toys out of a drawer. When he returned, he came up behind her, running his hand down her back and over the curve of her buttocks, his fingers sliding into the crease to probe at her hole. Danielle moaned and wriggled. She heard him dropping to his knees behind her, his hands spreading her buttocks even further as she could feel his hot breath on her anus as he inspected the hole she was sure that he wanted to breach next.

Anxiety made her breath come in short, hot pants as she tried to stay relaxed, tried not to clench her butt cheeks against him. Something wet pressed against her crinkled hole and she jumped before realizing that he was tonguing her there. It was a completely different sensation from being eaten out, pleasurable but strange and so decadently forbidden that she felt her holes clenching in reaction to just the idea. Never before had Danielle allowed Doug any kind of access to her asshole, the closest he'd gotten was when he'd been eating pussy and he seemed determined to make up for this lack now. 

His tongue probed and delved, pushing the tip in and out of her hole as Danielle gasped at the rude intrusion. Even knowing how perverse some of Doug's fantasies were, he'd never mentioned anything like this! But from the eagerness of his mouth as he sucked and licked at her backdoor, she knew that he was truly enjoying himself. Having already found that anal wasn't as objectionable as she'd always though, thanks to this contest, Danielle gave herself over to the sensations and began moaning with the pleasure that she was feeling, pushing back against his questing tongue as much as she could. 

For a moment Doug paused in shock at her reaction and then his efforts redoubled, the thick muscle of his tongue pushing its way into her anus, past her sphincter. Danielle trembled in her bonds, shuddering at the strange pleasure of the sensation, the tingling nerve endings in that sensitive area. 

Suddenly he pulled away, his hands leaving her and Danielle moaned in disappointment. She'd just started to truly enjoy that. Noises behind her made her peek to see what he was doing and then she felt his fingers back between her cheeks, one slick digit poking rudely at her anus. The tip slid in with little resistance and Danielle moaned again. The more he played with her ass, the more her pussy throbbed with need for its own penetration. Instead his finger just slid deeper into her ass, probing the tight tunnel as each knuckled was forced through her clenching ring. 

Doug's fingers were thick, so even having one inside of her was like accepting a small cock into that tight space. After all, it had been several days since her first anal penetration and it had easily and quickly shrunk back down to its original proportions. 

Something brushed against her pussy and Danielle cried out her encouragement, pushing her hips back to try and increase the contact to her swollen folds. Doug teased her pussy with one hand as he pumped his finger in and out of her asshole. Just as she was about to start begging him to finger fuck her pussy, he slid the finger in her ass out to the very tip and then began pressing in with two of them, stretching her wider. 

Groaning at the strain on her ass to accept two of his thick digits, Danielle trembled, her cunt's needs lessening slightly as the burning stretch in her ass became the most pervasive sensation she was experiencing. Doug twisted his fingers back and forth as he sank them deeper, creating an entirely new barrage of sensations for Danielle as her asshole strained and clenched. Then he brushed his fingers over her pussy lips again. By this time Danielle could feel her juices trickling down to almost mid-thigh, she was so horny.

"Please... please Master..." she begged, hoping that remembering to call him Master would help her pleas. "I need to cum."

In answer Doug removed his fingers from her pussy and gave her ass a sharp slap, making her moan and clench around his fingers in her back door. "You will cum when I'm deep inside your tight little ass and not before."

She felt almost like crying, the burning in her pussy wasn't subsiding at all and the slap he'd given her ass only increased her arousal, the sharp sting adding to the complex mix of sensations that made her need to cum so imperative.

Doug pumped her anus a few more times with his fingers before withdrawing them. Her asshole felt empty, but he didn't let that last for long. Something even more rigid than his fingers began to push into her. Fairly slim and pointed, it nudged inside her dark hole before it began stretching her as its size expanded down it length. Danielle whimpered as her ass hole swelled around it, quickly reaching the girth Doug's fingers had stretched her to. The hard toy was much more unyielding than Doug's hot flesh and she squirmed as her hole was stretched even more. 

"Please, it's too big!" she cried out as her hole was forced wider, going up on her tip toes to try and escape the relentless intrusion. Her protest was met with a chuckle.

"I'm wider than this, sweetheart, so really I'm doing you a favor."

There was a sharp shove, the pain richoting through her as her asshole expanded and then clamped down tightly around the base of the plug, her tunnel quivering with the strain on her muscles. Even the base of the plug was thick, her tight ring clenching and protesting the stretch. Her breath came in gasps as her body adjusted to the large intruder, breathing through the pain and subsequent arousal took all of her concentration. 

It wasn't until Doug was standing in front of her, hefting one large breast in his hand and wrapping rope around the base of it that awareness of her surroundings returned. Making a figure eight with the rope, Doug firmly secured both breasts so that they were standing out even more, rubbing his hands over the fleshy mounds in appreciation. It succeeded in distracting her from the burning stretch of her ass, especially when he lifted one succulent nipples to his mouth and between to suckle at the tender nub, pulling on it hard with his teeth.

Gasping and moaning, Danielle felt each nip of his teeth like a lightning bolt, going straight to her hungry cunt. She was so aroused that she was starting to feel light headed, and as he switched his attentions back and forth between her nipples – which were rapidly becoming more sensitive due to the bound state of her breasts and his oral attentions - she wondered if it was possible to cum from nothing more than nipple stimulation. Certainly her ass was rhythmically clenching around the plug inside of her as if it was a cock that was fucking her, her pussy convulsing in time. Every nerve ending felt like it was on fire, like there was a great gushing wave coming to sweep her away.

Then Doug removed his mouth and Danielle screamed her frustration as her pussy pulsed emptily. She struggled with her bonds for a moment, too far gone in animal need to think clearly. When she finally ceased her struggles, panting for air, Derrick was standing in front of her with a riding crop in his hand, watching her writhing with evident enjoyment. He'd stripped off his pants, probably because his hardened cock had become too uncomfortable within the tight confines of fabric. 

"So my sweet Danielle... tell me more about this bet."

The crop tapped against his calf threateningly.

Danielle cleared her throat, trying to calm her thoughts and her body. "Violet and I went to Jared... we wanted to show each other up. He set us tasks for this week and we each completed the same number of them as of today... but if I spend three hours with you then I'll win."

Stepping forward, looking rather curious, Doug ran the flat leather end of the crop up Danielle's stomach, brushing it over her nipples. She tensed and shuddered, waiting for the slap, but he just continued to stroke her body with the soft leather.

"What tasks have you completed this week?"

Heat suffused her face and Doug raised his eyebrows. "That bad? Tell me." At the same time he commanded her to tell him, he slapped the crop lightly against the side of her right breast. More sensitive from the binding he'd put it in, the small slap both hurt and tingled deliciously. 

"The first one I completed to was to have my tits tortured."

A cruel smile spread across Doug's face. "I can certainly see the appeal. What happened?" 

He slapped the side of her left breast and Danielle jumped a little. 

"He tied me up like this actually," she said with a little smile, hoping that it would get under his skin to hear about what another man had done to her. Surely he couldn't punish her for it since he'd commanded her to tell him. "Gagged me, bound my breasts like this but tighter."

"Not breasts, tits," Doug said slapping both of them with the crop in quick succession. She moaned at the flashing mix of pleasure and pain, he'd hit her hard enough to leave little triangular marks on flesh that was already turning pink from the bondage. Her nipples throbbed.

"He paddled my tits, really slapped them around. It hurt but it felt so good too." The crop slapped into her again, striking the sensitive undersides of her boobs and she arched backwards as she shuddered. "Then he undid the ropes around my breasts and massaged them with his hands and told me that things were about to get rough. He used rubber bands, big ones, that went all the way to the base of my breasts – tits –" another whack of the crop "and lined them. It hurt so bad with all the blood being trapped in them, it felt like he was crushing my tits."

Tracing down the center of her breasts, Doug encircled her nipples with the leather of the crop.

"Then what?" he asked his voice husky. Danielle shivered as he reached down with his free hand and began fisting his cock. Obviously her recital of the tit torture that Chris had put her through was turning him on as much as it was her and she couldn't decide whether that was a good or bad thing. 

"He whipped my tits until I thought they might pop before he took the rubber bands off. When he pushed a vibrator in me I realized I was soaking wet." The crop came down hard on the tops of her breasts and Danielle moaned. "He released my arms so that I could lay down on the floor. Then he clamped my nipples used the chain between them to help him titty-fuck me."

She shrieked as the crop came down hard on each of her nipples in turn, jerking her wrists in reaction as she shuddered and writhed. The hard nubbins stood out further, begging for more punishment, slightly darkened by the impact. Doug walked around behind her, the crop tracing a line from her stomach to her back and down to her ass. 

"What else did you do this week?"

"I served as a food platter for one of Jared's parties." The crop lashed her buttocks, making her cheeks clench around the thick plug inside of her. With her nipples burning and the sharp slaps he'd been giving her breasts, she was now assaulted with stinging pain on both sides as well as the deeper throbbing of her straining anal muscles. "I had sex with a woman."

Heat burned in her cheeks as she admitted this to him, glad that he was behind her where she couldn't see his reaction. The crop came down hard across her buttocks over and over again as she cried out and writhed. The marks stung, but more painful was the way her rear tunnel felt as it clenched and shuddered around the unyielding toy inside of it. 

"What else?"

"I lose my anal virginity," she whispered. 

The crop viciously lashed upwards between her legs, so fast that she could hear the air displacement as it moved, followed by the wet smacking sound as it hit the sensitive folds of her cunt. Danielle cried out and then screamed as it was followed by another and another. Her body danced as she squirmed and tried to get away, but the spreader bar held her open and vulnerable. The crop snapped against her clit and her entire body tensed, waiting for the next hit, the one that would allow her to cum... but Doug had recognized the sounds too well and she heard the crop dropping to the floor behind her.

"Oh please," she begged, tears leaking down her cheeks with how badly she needed to cum, her abused pussy aching for completion. 

"Oh please what?" Doug murmured behind her, the anger in his quiet voice cutting through her like a knife. "Please have mercy after you gave this sweet ass to someone else?"

Suddenly he was in front of her again, shoving a gag into her mouth. The anger in his eyes was overriding the lust and Danielle quailed a little at the sight. Fear flashed through her. 

"If you need to say your safe word while gagged, scream three times in a row while shaking your head." Danielle stared at him. Despite his declaration that red was her safe word for the evening, she hadn't truly expected him to honor it. He snorted in disgust at the expression on her face.

"Still thinking the worst of me. It's time for some hard truths," he said almost conversationally as he walked over the wall and picked up a flogger. Returning to stand in front of her he slapped the inside of her thighs, working his way up to her pussy as he spoke. "You asked me to tell you my deepest darkest fantasies. And I did. I did not ask you to perform any of them that you were not interested in, I already knew that you had boundaries that didn't include some of my interests. When you asked if I wanted to do any of them with you, I told you the truth and said yes. That didn't mean that I wouldn't be satisfied never having them fulfilled."

The flogger slapped between her legs as she tried to focus on what he was saying, not entirely understanding the point. Sparks of pain flashed through her tender folds where the many stranded whip landed. 

"When you asked if I'd ever fulfilled any of them, I told you that I'd had a threesome with my cousin Tori. You then assumed that I'd had sex with Tori, not that you said that to my face." The flogger landed with a wet splat, but Danielle was too taken aback to yell. "You waited until you had left and then you wrote me a letter, filled with all sorts of assumptions and accusations that you never allowed me to answer." Another hard hit between her legs, and this time Danielle let out a muffled shriek. "You decided that sharing my fantasies meant you were expected to fulfill them and that I would never be happy unless you did. You assumed that I had sex with my cousin. You assumed that I was some twisted pervert bent on indulging in all sorts of perversities that you had no interest in, whether you wanted to or not."

The storm clouds on Doug's face told Danielle just how angry he was over her assumptions. It was true that after he'd told her his fantasies she hadn't want to talk to him; that she'd cut and run and then taken the coward's way out and broken up with him over email. A particularly nasty email. And then blocked his address so that he couldn't write her back, refused to take his calls, and in general didn't allow him any kind of explanation whatsoever. 

"I would never have done anything that you didn't want, that we didn't agree on," he said with quiet pride, the flogger hanging at his side. The smell of her pussy filled the air, despite the shame that was filling her heart. Had she truly misjudged him so badly? "I loved you but apparently you didn't even know me. So tonight..." the lust reignited in his eyes and Danielle shivered as his voice deepened, his face coming alive with sensual anticipation. "Tonight I will fulfill some of those fantasies with your luscious body, now that it comes freely offered. And maybe we'll both learn something."

That last was said very quietly as he moved behind her, trailing his finger down her arm and side to her hip. Danielle struggled with the idea that he might be telling the truth, that he might not just be saying this with hind sight, and she wished that she'd talked to him before after sending him the e-mail. 

Then he palmed her buttocks, squeezing the creamy flesh hard, digging his fingers in and she found her thoughts and regrets fading away as the rough mix of pain and pleasure rippled through her. The stinging pain from the crop remained, an overlay of sensation on top of the hard gripping. Danielle squirmed as he pressed his fingers against the base of the butt plug, pushing it deeper. Then he began to pull it out and she gasped as the tight ring of her ass stretched around the bulbous base before the plug began to slide easily out. The receding sensation was a relief and yet strangely painful. 

As her hole gaped, she could feel Doug pressing the thick helmet of his cock to it. Slick with lubrication, the velvet soft mushroom was thicker than the plug. His shaft began to press into her, so much more intimate and hotter than any toy. And unlike the toy, his cock was thick all the way down. 

"Fuuuuuuuck..." he groaned in her ear as he began shove his dick into her gripping asshole. The first few inches slid in easily thanks to the plug, before the stretch of her muscles started burning again as he forced his way deeper and deeper into her cramped tunnel, taking long, burning strokes. He unsnapped the gag behind her head and pulled it from her mouth. "Tell me how it feels Danielle..." His breath came in lustful, ragged pants. "Tell me how it feels to have my cock sliding inside your tight ass."

"Oh God... too big... please... Doug, slow down... oh fuck..." Her squirming was to no avail; his cock seemed endless as more and more of it sank into her body, working its way up her dark channel. The interior of her ass felt like it was on fire, burning with the strain and rough friction of this intimate probing. 

"Master," he said, reminding her of his orders and not slowing his pace at all. Truthfully he wasn't going so fast that she was in real pain, but with a cock as large as his there was a great deal of burning discomfort and straining muscles. 

Danielle gasped as he thrust upwards again, burying more of himself, but his groin still wasn't touching her ass cheeks, there was still more of him for her to take. "Please Master!"

Reaching around to her front, Doug pushed his fingers into her sopping cunt and Danielle half screamed, half moaned her response as her insides clenched around him. 

"I want you to feel the burn," he said in her ear as he stroked her pussy, force-feeding more of his meat into her rear entrance. "We both know that you like it better when it hurts." He shoved again and Danielle finally felt his groin pressing against the soft curves of her ass, his hard body rubbing against her beaten cheeks. "Is the pain making you hot Danielle?"

"Yeeeeessssss..." she let out a low moan as he pulled half his cock out of her and then shoved it back in. Hard. It felt like he was rotting around in her stomach, like she might feel his cock pushing up into her throat.

Although he couldn't help the pain that came with having a cock the size of his embedded in her nearly virgin anus, Doug seemed to be surprisingly careful of her pleasure as he began to rhythmically fuck her ass with slow and steady strokes, allowing her body to accustom itself to this shocking intrusion. His fingers pushed inside of her cunt, curling into her body and searching for her sweet spot, the heel of his palm rubbing wonderfully against her clit. The pain and pleasure surged inside of her along with his steady thrusting, melding into that sweet of mix of sexual torture that made her hottest.

Clenching down on his fingers and dick, Danielle could feel her denied orgasm rushing towards her, the surprisingly gentle fucking of her ass only increasing the tumult of sensations that rose within her. She cried out in glorious rapture as her holes tightened and released, sizzling heat spreading throughout her body along with her sweet release. Just as she had been denied forever, the pleasure seemed to go on that long, spurred by the relentless steady strokes in her back door and Doug's knowledgeable fingers. Her body spasmed as she said his name over and over again, wondering why she hadn't let him do this to her before. 




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His hand slowed its grinding into her soft cunt, allowing her orgasm to subside as she moaned and panted. Bringing his hand to her mouth, he shoved his fingers between her panting lips, dripping with her cream, and Danielle willingly sucked them clean, feeling decadently naughty. Doug's groan told her how much he was enjoying her eagerness, as she had always been reluctant to taste herself. But right now she felt incredibly wanton in the glowing aftermath of her climax.

"My turn," he whispered in her ear, and then he grasped her breasts hard in both hand and used them to leverage his cock up into her with a hard and forceful thrust. 

Pleasure skittered away as he began a savage ass fuck, no longer gentle or slow, he rammed her hard and fast, squeezing her massive tits as he ravaged her. Danielle screamed and shuddered, bound in place and unable to move away from his forceful pounding into her body. If he hadn't been so slick with lube, if he hadn't taken the time to loosen her up so thoroughly, he probably would have torn something with the brutality he was showing her tender hole now. Rosy pink breast flesh spilled over his fingers, the little red marks from the crop showing clearly, the bindings around the massive mounds adding to the ache in them as he gripped them hard.

It was a savage fucking lust and punishment, taking her breathe away as tears ran down her cheeks, her head falling back as she let out a scream of erotic agony. The wet sucking of her ass was drowned out by her cries, although she could hear Doug's lusty groans in her ear as he enjoyed her torment, her struggles only spurring him to greater heights as he mauled her breasts in his hands, his rutting cock mercilessly impaling her with its rigid fury. 

The worst part was that her core still throbbed from the pleasure that he'd brought her already, and her body's reactions became confused under his brutal assault. Shivers of ecstasy still ran up and down her limbs, despite the burning agony of her tender backside, and the movements of his cock continued to press into her pleasure spots from the inside. Danielle was caught on the fine line between pain and pleasure, small orgasms rocking her even as she screamed with anguish. What Doug was doing was tearing her apart, not just physically but mentally; she'd never walked this knife's edge before and hadn't known its power, its seductive call. He had broken down her barriers with his words, pleasured her body and now he was taking what was rightfully his, and she didn't know if she'd ever be the same again. 

Her pussy gushed fluid as she came again, tears falling from her cheeks to her breasts, making them slippery in his hands. The burning tunnel of her rectum squeezed him as she came, increasing the glory and the torment. She began to imagine that she was nothing more than a receptacle for Doug's lust, his massive cock, his seed, and it only aroused her further. Choking on rapture, Danielle cried out for mercy, but she never let the word 'red' pass her lips. 

Finally one of Doug's arms came around her stomach, like an iron band, holding her body in place as he thrust upwards forcefully, all the muscles in his body straining as he let out a roar of triumph and filled her bowels with hot cream. The pulsing of his cock in her ass was so forceful it was almost a vibration and her muscles rippled around him as if her body was sucking his seed deep inside of her. Her cries dwindled to moans as he held himself still, her breath becoming labored because of the arm around her stomach. Slowly his hand on her breast gentled to fondling rather than gripping and she could feel herself relaxing, allowing herself to hang by her wrists as she came back to earth.

Soft kisses down the back of her neck made her over sensitized skin shudder and she clenched around Doug's cock as it shrank inside of her, making him moan and thrust again. Danielle whimpered as the endorphin levels in her body started to drop and she could feel the sharp ache of her abused anus more keenly. 

Holding her hips, Doug dropped another kiss on her shoulder before easing his cock from her hole. Danielle moaned and sagged in her bonds, her legs and back muscles feeling very sore, although nothing could compare to the throbbing ache of her asshole. She protested as something began to slide back into that savaged receptacle. 

"Shhh," Doug said soothingly. "You should barely feel this."

It was true, she barely did. The plug that he had worked so hard to insert into her tight hole initially was now sliding inside quite easily, all the way up until the very end when he had to push it through her poor sphincter with a little shove. Then it settled snugly inside of her and she didn't have the energy to try and dislodge it. 

Unbinding her breasts made her moan again as sensation fizzed back into them, not quite painful but not quite pleasurable either. Doug rubbed them for a moment, taking the time to brush over her nipples, before kneeling in front of her and pulled her free of the ankle cuffs before standing and repeating the process with the ones on her wrist. Fortunately he kept a steadying arm around her as he did so, because Danielle barely had the strength to stand and she found herself leaning against his broad chest. 

"That was very nice," he said, his deep voice sounding both reverent and appreciative. Danielle looked up at him in surprise, even more shocked when she saw the almost tender expression on his face. "Thank you." And then he kissed her. Softly, sweetly, and oh so seductively. She found herself clinging to him, losing herself in his kiss as if he hadn't just violated her asshole in the most brutal sexual experience she'd ever encountered. Their lips parted and his tongue delved between hers, exploring her mouth as his hands stroked her back and the top curve of her butt.

It completely annihilated any anger or disgust she might have had with him, throwing her completely off guard. Continued brutality she could have dealt with; this loving tenderness had her confused and conflicted - especially since her immediate reaction was to cuddle into the body of the man who had just caused her to scream in genuine agony and then plugged his cum in her for good measure.

Doug swept her up into his arms and carried her to the bed, a gesture that she'd always considered romantic. Of course, he'd done things like that while they were together, but somehow once she'd heard his fantasies she'd forgotten all of that and focused on the depraved things he wanted to do to her. Some of which she no longer considered so depraved, although the anal sex had hurt just as bad as she'd always feared by the end of that. But not bad enough that she'd said her safe word, and there was some pride in that. In fact, she harbored the suspicion that Doug had removed her gag just so that there could be no confusion over whether or not she said her safe word while he was busy pillaging her anal cavity. 

His current actions didn't exactly jibe with the monster she'd made him out to be in his head. 

Especially now when he lay her down on the bed and got her a glass of water, insisting that she drink all of it so that she wouldn't be dehydrated. And then he put her face down and massaged her lower back and legs, soothing the soreness in her muscles that had resulted from her bound position. She moaned her appreciation as her body relaxed, even the plug in her ass didn't seem as invasive now, although her hole was still very sore. 

When the doorbell rang, she tensed again. 

"Stay here and don't move," Doug said. He didn't need to add the 'or else,' it was evident from his tone of voice. And right now Danielle had no interest in defying him; the aftercare he'd provided had her feeling good, sleepy. 

It wasn't until he was coming down the stairs and there were extra footsteps, lighter than his, and a woman's voice, that she began to tense up again. Not moving suddenly became a major effort, because she wanted so badly to turn around and see who he'd brought into the room with them. Who was getting a prime view of her slightly spread legs, slick bare pussy and plugged rectum?

"Oh Doug... you weren't kidding!" The laugh that bounced around the Dungeon made Danielle twitch and an unreasonable surge of jealousy flared through her. Who was the unseen woman? Doug would have mentioned if he had a new girlfriend... wouldn't he? 

"Danielle you can turn over now," Doug said, sounding amused. She did so immediately, rolling onto her back and starting to sit up until her insides throbbed and she remembered the plug. Resting on her elbows, she stared at the woman standing next to him, who was staring back at her with lust and glee. "You remember my cousin Tori?"

Tori that he'd had a threesome with before? Yes, Danielle remembered Tori. Bile rose in the back of her throat. 

"The look on her face!" Tori laughed again. "You did tell her that we've never had sex?"

"Yes, but I don't think she believes me."

Confused, Danielle kept her mouth shut. Okay, so he had said that at the beginning of the night, but it was true that she hadn't quite believed him. After all, he'd admitted having had a threesome with her. Multiple threesomes actually. A small smile on his face, Doug walked over and seated himself on the edge of the bed, putting his hand in the middle of her chest and pushing her down flat on her back. 

"Poor confused Danielle," Tori mocked, coming to stand beside where Doug was sitting. She snorted. "You're just too willing to think the worst of everyone, looking down your nose at everyone who does things a little differently. Well I'm looking forward to taking you down from your high horse."

"What's going on?" Danielle finally asked, since it didn't look like anyone was going to explain to her. She did her best not to sound belligerent, but that just meant she ended up sounding scared and confused. "I don't understand."

"I'm sure you don't sweetheart," Tori sneered. She was a beautiful woman, about the same age as Doug, with short dark hair cut in a bob. Taking off her coat, she revealed that she was wearing a leather corset which pushed up her generous cleavage - although not nearly as generous as Danielle's - and a short black pleated skirt that also looked like it was made out of leather. It didn't leave very much to the imagination. "Because rather than letting Doug explain anything to you, you ran and then sent him an email. And then still wouldn't listen."

"He already told me all this-" Danielle started to say and then yelped as Tori reached out and slapped her tit. To her shock, Doug didn't say anything, he just sat there, watching. 

"I didn't say you could talk," said Tori sharply. "In fact, I don't want to hear a single word from you unless Doug says that you can."

Danielle looked at Doug, but he just smiled at her. The expression on his face didn't make her feel any less apprehensive, he looked more excited than anything else. 

Climbing onto the bed, Tori straddled her stomach. "Put your hands above her head. Higher. Stretch yourself out. Mmmm... you've got such great big boobs Danielle... I was always jealous that Doug got to play with these." Doug's cousin squeezed Danielle's massive breasts hard enough that Danielle let out a small moan immediately; despite the fact that her hands were much smaller than Doug's, she seemed a lot rougher. But maybe that was just because Danielle's breasts had already taken a cropping and then a mauling as Doug fucked her ass. "You see Danielle, Doug told you that we had threesomes and you immediately assumed that meant he fucked his cousin. But I don't like to play with boys. I like to play with girls." She gave Danielle an evil grin as she pinched her nipples hard, twisting them, as Danielle mewled and squirmed beneath her. Looking up at Doug, she could see the lust on his face as he watched his cousin play with her tits. "And Doug likes to watch girls get it on. More specifically, he likes to watch a woman being dominated by another woman." Her tone become almost confiding, although she never let up on the nipple twisting, tugging and pinching. It was hard for Danielle to concentrate on what Tori was saying when her nipples were throbbing so hard. Every jagged rasp of pain seemed to shoot straight through her pussy, which was rapidly filling with cream all over again. "Between you and me, I think the little hint of incest gets him off even more," she winked at Doug who just shrugged, "but mostly it's the girl on girl thing, especially the way I like to do it."

Leaning down, Doug whispered in Danielle's ear. "It's true... I've never touched Tori sexually, but I do like to watch. And now I'm going to watch her play with you to her heart's content and then we're both going to fuck you. Don't cum sweetheart, you'll regret it."

This entire time, Tori was plumping Danielle's breasts, obviously in awe of their gigantic size, and thoroughly enjoying torturing Danielle's nipples. "God Doug... these are so big... I bet a woman could fuck them. I think I'm going to try to do just that."

Giving her a lazy smile, Doug leaned back, reaching down to his cock which was slowly rising again and rubbing his hand along the length of it. "This should be interesting."

"Here slut," Tori snapped out in a completely different tone of voice that made Danielle jump. "Hold these oversized melons up and together, they're too big and floppy for me to fuck."

Slowly, Danielle lowered her arms from above her head and pushed her tits together, the same way she would if Doug wanted to fuck them. But she didn't understand how Tori was going to. The other woman tweaked her nipples once more and then lifting her body up, straddling Danielle's massive chest. When her wet pussy came down on top of Danielle's left breast, she realized that Tori wasn't wearing any panties. 

"Mmmm... that feels nice... I can feel her nipple rubbing on my clit..." Tori said as she began to rub her pussy all over the top of Danielle's breast. Danielle was both horrified and fascinated. She could feel the rubbery flesh of Tori's pussy teasing her sore nipple, it was almost soothing with its warm slickness, a much more gentle touch than Tori's hands had been. The other woman moaned and rubbed hard, making Danielle work a bit to keep her breast pointed upwards the way that Tori wanted it. 

Glancing at Doug, she could see that he was enjoying the show, his hand slowly fisting his cock which had hardened completely as he watched his cousin rub herself on Danielle's tit. After a moment Tori switched breasts, rubbing her pussy juices all over Danielle's other breast, coating it with her juices. The air felt cold on the one that she had abandoned, it was wet with glistening pussy juice. The smell of musky, feminine arousal filled Danielle's nose, mixing with the fear and anxiety in her head. 

Tori frightened her a little; she had a good idea of what Doug wanted from her, but she had no idea what torments another woman might come up with. Plus, she seemed to have a grudge against Danielle for the way she'd treated her cousin. Already Tori was pushing beyond the boundaries of anything that Danielle had known, and she truly seemed to be getting off on rubbing her cunt all over Danielle's tits. It was frightening and exciting at the same time, and having Doug watching both made her feel a little safer and added more humiliation to the situation. 

Lifting herself off of Danielle's breasts, Tori smiled as she saw her handiwork. "Mmmm, that looks nice doesn't it? God these things are so huge... you're like a cow Danielle. Can you lick your own nipple? I've always wanted to see someone do that and I think these udders are big enough."

"She can," said Doug, his voice deep with lust. 

"Lick my pussy juices off your fat tits," Tori commanded. "I want to watch."

Reluctantly Danielle lifted her breasts to her mouth and began licking at the warm cream that Tori had coated them with, further soothing her nipples with her tongue. 

"That's it," said Tori, looking fascinated as she reached her hand beneath to skirt, obviously aroused by humiliating and dominating Danielle. "Lick my cunt jizz off of those knockers." 

Tori's juices were musky, peachy but slightly bitter, on Danielle's tongue as she did her best to clean off her flesh. Some of it she couldn't get and it coated her chin, making her feel even more embarrassed, as the other two watched her lapping at her breasts. 

"Get me some clamps, Doug," Tori said. It sounded halfway between an order and a request, and Danielle was surprised to see that Doug immediately got off the bed, his cock bobbing between his legs as he went to get the clamps. As soon as he was moving, Tori leaned over and whispered viciously in Danielle's ear. "You're going to pay for how much you hurt him you stupid cow."

Danielle wanted to protest, but Tori glared at her, just daring her to talk. Closing her mouth, Danielle clenched her jaw and waited. Had she really hurt Doug that badly? Why hadn't she read anything that he sent to her? Regretting her hasty actions, Danielle couldn't do anything about that right now except try and get through tonight... preferably without Tori doing any real damage to her. 

The clamps that Doug brought over were rubber tipped, and - fortunately - not adjustable. Danielle recognized them though, they would be tight and painful, especially after all the abuse that had already been heaped on her breasts, especially by Tori's sadistic fingers. But at least Tori wouldn't be able to tighten them further. She sent Doug a look of pure gratitude, but he just stared back at her blankly. Biting her lip she tried not to feel disappointed that he didn't seem to care whether or not she felt grateful to him, at least he'd made it so that Tori couldn't be too vengeful on her tender body. 

With Tori's head turned, she quickly wiped her chin of the pussy juices that had rubbed onto it from her breasts. The taste of Tori was in her mouth, on her lips, and every time she breathed, she sucked in the flavor of the other woman's essence. It made her feel a little nauseous, not because she was so against girl on girl action anymore, but because the other woman was so intent on tormenting and humiliating her. Humiliation wasn't something she'd ever experienced with Doug, but every time Tori opened her mouth Danielle felt herself shrinking, the shame of how she'd treated Doug sweeping through her. It was obvious that he wasn't looking at his cousin with lust; all of his desire was for Danielle, he just liked to see Tori dominating her. 

If she hadn't been so frightened of Tori, so afraid of how brutal Tori might get with her, Danielle might have enjoyed having another woman dominate her while Doug watched. In fact, she was pretty sure that if Doug had watched her lesbian encounter earlier this week, she would have been turned on immeasurably. 

"Keep holding your breasts up, I want you to present them for the clamps," Tori ordered as she turned back to Danielle, fiery lust apparent on her face. 

Danielle shrieked and squirmed beneath her as the first clamp was applied to her right nipple, pinching the tender bud tightly and half-crushing it in its rubber grip. Tears sparked in her eyes as her back arched and she panted, trying to breathe deeply through the pain. To her surprise, Doug sat beside her and began to stroke her hair tenderly, although his eyes were still hot with lust and all of his focus was on the clamp that was about to go on her left nipple. It bit into her tender skin and she shrieked again, her breasts topped with twin peaks of pain, they practically pulsed with it. 

"Mmmm so pretty," Tori said, tugging on the clamp and making Danielle squeal again. Tori laughed and then began to undo her own top, unhooking the front of it so that the leather parted and her breasts came spilling out. As she did so Doug reached over and began to play with Danielle's breasts, squeezing and flicking her nipples so that little jolts of pain shot through her. She was both relieved and surprised to see that he was much more interested in the breasts he'd already been playing with than in watching Tori undress. 




Contest: Alternate Chapter



When the other woman was completely naked, she sat on the other side of Danielle and leaned back, stroking her own pussy as she watched Doug squeezing Danielle's massive mounds. The pain in her nipples was fading, only renewing when Doug actually touched them, and then sharp flares of pain would spike from them. It made her pussy throb in reaction, her ass spasming around the thick plug, as her cunt ached to be filled. 

"Alright Doug, it's my turn," said Tori with a smile. "Come here cow, I want to see those udders hanging down while you suck on my tits."

Trepidation humming through her, Danielle reluctantly moved away from Doug's hands and crawled over to Tori, who spread her legs so that Danielle could kneel between them. The other woman had a thin strip of dark hair leading down to her wet slit and her dark pink nipples were already budded and hard.

As she leaned forward to begin to kiss and lave oral affection on Tori's hard nipple buds, she could see Doug moving around to the side of them to watch. Tori moaned as Danielle began to suckle at her nipple, opening her mouth wide and sucking as much breast flesh into her mouth as possible. Then she bit down as much as she dared and Tori hissed, one hand on Danielle's hair as she tugged her head back and the other reaching beneath Danielle to pull on one of the clamps. 

With a shriek, Danielle opened her mouth and allowed Tori to jerk her head back. 

"Ah fuck... that was good," Tori said with a wild laugh. An imprint of teeth could be made out on her breast, encircling her nipple. Danielle panted as Tori held her hair up. "No wonder Doug likes you so much, you've got spirit. Do the other one, but not quite as hard or you'll regret it." The purring threat was almost eager. 

Filled with trepidation, Danielle lowered her head to Tori's other nipple, licking and sucking in the same manner, only this time it was harder because Tori hadn't released her grip on Danielle's hair and she kept playing with the clamp on her nipple. Danielle gasped and moaned as Tori released tiny bits of pressure on the clamp and then reapplied it, the pain making her writhe and pant. She could barely close her mouth long enough to bite down as she whimpered. Blood would start to push into her nipple, trying to recirculate as Tori opened the clamp enough to loosen it – which hurt like a bitch – and then let it clamp back down again – which hurt even more.

Whimpering, tears ran down her face, as she did her best to bite Tori, but her constant yelps and shrieks inhibited her. Finally Tori yanked her head back.

"Do you like that sweetheart?"

Her limbs trembling, her left breast throbbing from the continued abuse of her nipple, Danielle couldn't shake or nod her head because Tori's hand was holding it so tightly. But Tori wasn't looking at her anyway, she was watching Doug, even though the words had obviously been meant for Danielle. She jumped as she felt Doug's hand settle softly on her ass, caressing down until his fingers slid into her plump pussy lips, soaking wet with her cream. 

Laughing, he pulled his hand away and held it up to show both women how quickly coated it had become.

"I'd say she likes it better than she'd ever thought she would," Doug said. He dipped his hand into her pussy again, coating it with juices, and then both women watched as he brought that hand to his dick, using her honey to coat his dick to masturbate with. It coated his huge dick, turning it glossy as he rubbed his hand over it. "Mmmm, she feels good."

Danielle couldn't help but be even more aroused by this show, as he masturbated with her pussy cream. She moaned, hoping to draw his attention. Immediately he looked at her his hand moving faster as their eyes met.

"You two are just too adorable," Tori said, rolling her eyes. She forced Danielle's head down between her legs. "Lick me cow, Give Douggie here a show."

Knowing that Doug was watching, and enjoying watching, did help Danielle's reluctance as her face was pushed into Tori's wet snatch. She stuck her tongue out and began to lick with long strokes, trying to remember all the little tricks that she'd discovered during her first lesbian experience, hoping to please the Domme. With a sigh of satisfaction, Tori's hand on Danielle's hair gentled as Danielle licked and sucked on her pussy lips, doing her best to please both Doug and Tori. 

"Mmm you're not half bad at this," Tori murmured as Danielle pushed her tongue into the other woman's hole. She let out a long, low moan as Danielle pushed her tongue in and out of Tori's pussy hole, fucking her with it. "Go lower, lick my ass."

Now that was new. For a moment she hesitated and Tori's grip tightened on her hair as she brought her knees further up, exposing her asshole to Danielle's mouth. As she was bent lower to put her mouth to the rosebud of Tori's anus, Danielle's breasts began to press into the bed, her nipples rubbing against the fabric of the sheets. They itched and burned as more pressure was put on them. Trying to ignore the little jabs of pain, Danielle began to lick at Tori's ass.

In some ways she found she liked it better than eating pussy, it wasn't as wet and sloppy, although some juices had trickled down. There was a dry musk to the taste, but not dirty. Obviously Tori kept up with her hygiene. The other woman moaned and humped her hips up and down as Danielle pressed the tip of her tongue into the tight hole, remembering how good it had felt when Doug did that to her. 

As she rimmed Tori, Doug's hand reached beneath her to tug on her clamped nipple, the one that Tori hadn't been heaping extra abuse on. 

Seeing what was happening, Tori ordered Danielle back to her pussy. This time Tori kept more control of the situation, her hand firm on Danielle's hair as Tori began to ride her face, shoving it into her cunt and rubbing her wet pussy all over Danielle's face; she had to close her eyes as Tori coated her face with cream, breathing harder and faster. It was no longer a matter of Danielle eating her pussy, Tori was literally rubbing Danielle's face into her cunt. 

Muffled screams emerged from Tori's cunt as Doug pulled the clamp off of one nipple and then the other, blood flowing back into the little buds as they rubbed as her breasts bounced and rubbed against the bed. 

"FUCK YES," Tori moaned, forcing Danielle's face up and down harder. Salty tears mixed with her pussy juice as Danielle screamed and cried, the humiliation and sexual agony overwhelming.

Even worse, Doug then returned his hand to her pussy, shoving fat fingers into her hole. It was tight with the plug filling her ass, and Danielle's hips jerked. She didn't want to feel good right now, not with her nipples screaming their torture and her face being rubbed along another woman's pussy, but Doug knew exactly how and where to touch her to turn her on the most. 

Tori writhed and arched, pulling Danielle's open mouth onto her the top of her pussy where her clit was. Automatically, Danielle started sucking, her face feeling sticky and wet from pussy cream as she finally opened her eyes and blinked. Even her eye lashes were coated with it. Flicking her tongue against the engorged bud of Tori's clit, she did her best to please as the other woman cried out in orgasm, her hand tight on Danielle's hair. The vibrating whimpers Danielle produced as Doug finger fucked her only increased Tori's pleasure. 

Finally the other woman released her and Danielle panted four breath, her face falling back down between Tori's legs. The other woman's pussy was still in her face, but at least it wasn't on it. The swollen folds were slick and plump, bright pink with pleasure. 

For herself, Danielle felt humiliated and frustratingly horny. Her ass was still in the air, filled with a rubber plug, as Doug's fingers plunged in and out of her hungry pussy – which still hadn't been properly pleasured – and her face was coated with another woman's juices. 

"Clean her face off Tori, I want to fuck her," Doug said. Danielle turned her face away from him, not wanting him to see her like this. Tori gave a little sigh and got off of the bed, returning with a damp cloth that she wiped Danielle's face with, her hands surprisingly gentle. 

"Thank you Master and Mistress," said Danielle carefully. For a moment Tori pursed her lips as if she was considering punishing Danielle for speaking, even if it was in gratitude, but Doug smiled. 

"Good girl."

It had been so long since she'd heard him say that and it still sent a rush of pleasure through her. 

"Tori, go get set up. Danielle, move over," Doug ordered. And just like that, the dynamic suddenly changed. Tori was no longer in charge, although Danielle didn't fool herself into thinking that she wouldn't have to follow Tori's orders, it was just that Doug was now directing the scene. She scooted over quickly as he removed his fingers from her pussy.

Laying down on the bed, his cock pointed straight up in the air, already lubed with Danielle's juices, he grinned at her.

"Climb on Danielle, I know you want this in your pussy."

Oh she did, she really did. As she straddled him, leaning forward to line his cock up with her pussy, Doug lifted his head slightly and whispered in her ear. "We only have an hour and a half left, so you'd best be quick about it."

Only... a shudder went through her. After all she'd endured, she was only halfway through this ordeal. Obviously she was looking at the glass as if it was half full and Doug saw it as half empty. On the other hand, she truly was looking forward to having his massive dick in her needy pussy; it felt so empty and aching, so slickly ready for him. 

The broad head of his dick pushed against her hole and she moaned; she'd almost forgotten about the plug in her ass. Having a full asshole made her pussy so much tighter and she could feel her tunnel straining to open wide enough to accept Doug's cock. To encourage her, he reached up and began to play with her breasts, pinching her ultra-sensitive nipples. They were a dark red color after being clamped for so long, and the touch of his fingers burned like erotic fire, a sensation so intense that she couldn't tell whether it was pleasure or pain. 

Pushing down hard, she felt the head of his cock pop into her hole, her quivering thigh muscles struggling to leverage her up and down and work his thick meat deeper into her as gravity tugged her body down on top of him. Her muscles were so weak that it was hard not to slide down faster than her pussy was ready for; the incredible fullness of having both her holes filled was making her writhe on top of him as she sank down. Every pinch of her nipples made her pussy convulse around him and Doug began thrusting his hips upwards, filling her faster and harder. 

Danielle lost control of her leg muscles and with a sloppy wet sound her body sank down full onto his, burying his massive cock to the hilt in her tight warmth. She threw her head back, crying out because it hurt so good as his dick completely filled her, the spongy head nudging against her cervix. 

"Ride me," he ordered. "I want to watch your tits bounce. And you're still not allowed to cum."

Shuddering with the overwhelming sensation of Doug's cock in her pussy while her asshole tightened around the thick plug, Danielle began to move herself up and down his slick pole; the burning friction only adding to the pleasure. She wanted to grind her body down on top of him, to rub her clit against his groin, but since she wasn't allowed to cum yet she didn't dare. Instead she leveraged herself up and down, high enough that half of his cock was out of her, before sliding back down on it again, focusing on pleasuring him as best she could. As her inner muscles tightened around him, it set off little tremors of pleasure through her body, but she fought them back, not wanting to know what her punishment would be for disobeying his order.

"Fuck yes.... god Danielle, your pussy feels so good..."

Doug surged beneath her, closing his eyes for a moment and then opening them again to stare up at her. His hands pressed on her stomach, pushing her further upright so that he could watch every movement of her bobbling breasts as she moved on top of him. With her hands pressed against his stomach, helping her push herself up and down, Danielle could feel his cock nudging deeper, pressing hard against her cervix. It hurt enough to take her breath away and at the same time she loved knowing that he truly was completely filling her up, all the way to her womb. 

The rapt expression on Doug's face as he watched her moving on top of him was enough to make Danielle truly regret leaving him without allowing for an explanation. So much of what he had said tonight made sense; why had she run from him and not allowed him to talk her back to him? Maybe she just hadn't been ready yet. After all, even though she had thought herself pretty sexually adventurous, there were a lot of things that she hadn't done before this past week. The movement of her hips changed and she leaned forward, staring down into his eyes as she made love to him, her pussy sucking at his large cock. 

Pleasure coursed through her, her breasts brushing against his chest. The hair on his chest tickled her tender nipples and the hard, rosy red buds tightened even more as she teased their bodies. Danielle placed her elbows on either side of his face, holding herself above him. The moment was remarkably intimate. 

Reaching up to brush her hair out of her face, Doug tucked it behind her ear, smiling at her. Then his expression changed.

"I've waited so long to see you look at me like that. Try not to hate me now."

She had no time to ask what he meant before he was pulling her down, claiming her mouth in a searing kiss. One hand held tight to the back of her neck, the other on the small of her back, forcing her to stay securely lodged on his cock, so that she couldn't raise herself up again. Then the plug in her ass moved and Danielle cried out, the sound muffled by his tongue as he thrust it between her lips. Tori was back and she was sliding the plug from Danielle's ass. Her tight ring protested as it was forced open around the bulbous bottom of the plug and then she felt a sense of relief as the plug was removed.

However, that relief didn't last long. Something else thick and rubbery and hard pushed against her hole, sliding in easily. It felt like a dildo, thick and long - although fortunately not as thick as Doug's cock. Her distended anus tried to grip the slick surface as it slid into her body, but it was too well lubricated. Squishy sounds came from behind her as the rubber cock pulled out and pushed back in, sloshing its way through the cum that Doug had deposited in that dark hole.

The sensation of movement in her ass was completely different from having Doug fuck her while a plug was there. As soon as the dildo was securely lodged in her she felt Doug's cock in her pussy begin to recede, pulling out, and then they began to thrust, one after the other in a steady rhythm. Hands gripped her butt cheeks and she could feel leather and flesh slapping against the creamy mounds, and she realized that Tori was fucking her with a strap-on. 

They moved in unison and it was obvious from the easy rhythm of their fucking that they had done this before. Dizzily, Danielle realized that this must be another way in which they'd had threesomes with other women. The sensation was incredible, the sensitive nerves around her anus tingling as Tori raped her ass, her pussy spasming with the abject pleasure and pain of it, the two cocks rubbing against each other through the thin membrane separating her holes. 

As soon as Doug released her mouth, his hold on her neck loosening, Danielle buried her face in his muscled shoulder, completely overwhelmed by all the shocking new sensations running through her. It was heaven and hell, her tender holes protesting and yet craving, her body shuddering uncontrollably as their thrusting began to pick up speed. She was surrounded by their moans, their hands caressing her body between them, using her like a piece of meat to find their pleasure.

She fought off her climax, the tension in her body becoming almost unbearable as they fucked her. Behind her, Tori was moaning and panting as she fucked Danielle's ass, her hands tight on Danielle's buttocks, spreading them apart so that she could see the thick rubber cock sinking into Danielle's hole over and over again. They pushed and pulled, working her like pistons on an engine, and her toes curled with the effort of holding back her release. Closing her eyes she could feel the tremors in her body increasing, her clit throbbing as every thrust of Tori's into her backside pressed the little pearl against Doug's body, trapping it between them and rubbing it over his flesh. 

"Fuck.... oh fuck....."

"Don't cum... you're not allowed to cum..." Doug whispered in her ear between groans. "You'll be punished again if you do."

But her body's needs were clamoring loudly and she didn't care if she was punished anymore. 

"Fuck you..." she breathed in his ear, and then she felt the vibrating rumble beneath her as he growled in anger at her insult. His cock stabbed upwards, his pubic bone slamming against her clit, the way he had been the entire time, but this time Danielle ground herself down on him, rubbing her clit across flesh as her holes clamped down.

She screamed as white-hot ecstasy flowed over her and she clung to Doug's body as if he was her rock in a storm, the movement of the cocks like the waves of the ocean, pounding into her as she crashed against the cliffs. Pleasure sizzled up and down her spine, her lower body was hot and tingling, her muscles spasming as her holes were filled and emptied, filled and emptied. Her pussy gripped Doug like a vise, massaging the entire length of his cock as she rippled around him. Bellowing, he thrust and strained upwards, his hands hard on her thighs as he pulled her fully against him, his body rubbing against her engorged clit as he began to pulse inside of her. 

The hot gush of jizz against her woman, the throbbing of his cock against her convulsing walls, and the rubbing press of her clit against him sent Danielle screaming into a multiple orgasm that was so intense tears began to fall onto Doug's shoulder as her pleasure receptors went into overdrive. It hurt, it blossomed, it sent her soaring into bursts of fireworks, her eyes unseeing as her body was given over to pure erotic bliss. Tori's heavy thrusting as Doug's cock emptied itself helped to draw out her release, her anus shuddering as flashes of pure heat seemed to flare from that overused tunnel, an anal orgasm that mixed with the pained pleasure she was already experiencing and left her a mewling, writhing mass of sensual flesh. 

She collapsed on top of Doug, completely limp as Tori finally crowed her triumph and thrust hard into Danielle's ass, grinding herself between Danielle's cheeks as she gripped her hips and cried out her own release. Doug's hand stroked down Danielle's back as she whimpered and trembled, her ass still shuddering around the thick length of rubber that was now gyrating in her back hole. Finally Tori's cries of pleasure quieted and she let out a long sigh before easing the strap-on from Danielle's abused hole.

The sudden emptiness of her anal cavity made Danielle groan; it felt almost unnatural after having been filled for so long. She could actually feel her hole gaping, the slight ache in her anal muscles as it began to finally close for the first time in over two hours. Doug continued to stroke his fingers down the center of her back, soothingly. 

"Get her a glass of water," he murmured to Tori. 

Danielle didn't look to see if the other woman obeyed, although she could hear her moving away. The trickle of tears were finally drying and her body felt both incredible and awful. Her anus was still sore and throbbing, feeling almost as if someone had burned it, her pussy was finally sated, and her breasts felt completely mauled. They were squashed down on top of Doug's hard body, making it hard to breath, but she didn't want to move either. Even mostly shrunken down, he felt good inside of her. Danielle rubbed her face along his collarbone, enjoying the feel of his silky skin with the slight bristles of hair against her cheek.




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He chuckled. "Don't get too comfortable sweetheart, you still have a punishment coming to you."

Lifting her head, Danielle looked at him with pleading eyes, but he just shook his head at her. 

"You not only disobeyed me, you did it willfully," he said, smiling wickedly. "There's no way you're getting out of being punished during the last of my time with you."

Letting out a groan, Danielle settled herself back down on his chest. She didn't protest his statement. As tired as she was, what could he really do to her that she would feel? Okay, she knew that was a stupid question, but at the moment she was too sated and exhausted to care. Besides, she at least had until Tori came back with the water to rest.

Unfortunately it only took Tori another couple of minutes to do so, and then Doug was pushing her off of him. She went reluctantly, immediately missing the warmth and strength of his body touching hers, as well as the feel of him inside of her. Now both of her holes were empty, although she was relieved that her asshole was. Cum was starting to leak from it as it closed, and she winced as she sat down on the bed. It definitely ached more than when she'd lost her cherry. 

Tori and Doug drew off to the side, talking in hushed tones that made her even more nervous as she drank her water. The cool liquid felt wonderful on her throat and in her heated body, helping to relax her and make her feel a little bit less exhausted. She drained the glass more quickly than she thought she would and Doug refilled it for her, having finished his conversation with Tori, only he sat next to her and held it rather than giving it to her to drink from. Drinking from a glass he was holding was another surprisingly intimate moment and she found that she was enjoying herself too much to really worry about her punishment.

With a start she realized it wasn't just that she was enjoying herself - she was starting to trust Doug again. Was that why she had run when he'd finally told her his fantasies? Not just disgust over the fantasies themselves, or her fear that she would never be enough for him since she didn't want to fulfill them, but maybe because she felt betrayed that he hadn't even mentioned them before? In addition to her fear that he would cheat on her with his cousin, which she could now see was a completely illegitimate fear. They were engaged in a threesome with her and yet there was no sexual tension between them and no interest in having sex with each other; all of their attention was completely focused on torturing and pleasuring her.

When she finished sipping from the cup she found that she was sad the moment was over, and apprehensive about what was to come next.

"Half an hour," Doug said, smiling as he put the glass down. "Do you think that's enough time to punish you sufficiently in, Danielle?"

"I'm sure you'll make it work," she said dryly. He raised an eyebrow at her and she flushed. "Master." The way she was talking to him she was practically begging for a harsh punishment. In fact, she was starting to wonder if she wasn't more of a masochist than she'd realized. While she was still tired and sore, most of her exhaustion had receded and she could feel anticipation starting to hum through her body again. Wanting to know what they had planned for her.

They didn't make her wait long. 

Placing her in the center of the bed, Danielle's wrists and ankles were adorned with leather cuffs and her body stretched out in a large X, each of her limbs chained to a different bedpost. Her legs were splayed wide open, enough so that even her inner pussy lips were spread to accommodate the stretch. The completely vulnerable position was turning her on, despite the incredible orgasm she'd already had. Her pussy lips were so sensitive now that even the cool brushes of air as Doug and Tori moved around her seemed to make her nerve endings tingle, and her nipples were the same way although they'd finally almost returned to their normal coloring. 

Tori clambered on top of her, kneeling with one knee on either side of Danielle's head, her pussy hovering over Danielle's face. Her pussy was a darker pink than before, swollen with blood from her orgasms, and her clit was out from its hood, looking like a tiny cock as it peeked from between her folds. Danielle was overwhelmed by the musky scent of arousal from the other woman, and she could feel her body responding in kind. The crinkled rosebud of her anus winked at Danielle from between Tori's buttocks.

"Here," she heard Doug say, but with Tori's pussy in her face she couldn't see anything. Oil slicked over her skin, her stomach and her breasts. It felt good and she relaxed into the tender ministrations of Doug's hands as he caressed her breasts and nipples with it. 

Something wet and burning splatted onto her stomach and Danielle screamed in surprise and pain. The sharp flare of heat seemed to singe her nerve endings and she automatically struggled against the cuffs, but her body couldn't move anywhere. Another splat, just above her naval, had Danielle sucking in pussy flavored air. The first burning spot was already cooler, but she couldn't concentrate on it because a series of wet splats began to trickle down onto her oiled skin, landing in a small line heading up towards her breasts, a little path of fiery footprints that had her writhing with every drop. 

The bed shifted and she could feel Doug settling into place between her ankles, so whatever was causing the burning was being done by Tori. Warmth, tingly warmth pressed against the bottom of her calf as the burning stopped. She could feel something cooling and hard settling on her stomach where the singing heat had come from. Wax, Tori had been dripping hot wax onto her. 

"Do you know what this is?" Doug asked from between her feet, the tingly warmth slowly moving up her leg towards her knee. It felt like little carbonated bubbles were popping against her skin, slightly ticklish and not at all unpleasant. 

"No Master," Danielle said, trying to speak loudly so that he could hear her. 

"It's a violet wand. Do you know what those do?"

"Yes Master."

Suddenly the pleasant bubbling warmth seemed much more threatening. Electricity... he was playing with electricity on her skin. But it didn't hurt... she tried to relax. When he reached her knee the warmth and bubbling seemed to increase, not to a painful amount, but right up to the line between pleasurable and painful. It slid up her thigh and Danielle began to squirm in fear again as the source of the electricity headed towards her vulnerable pussy, finding it impossible to be still. 

"Please... please don't Master," she begged. 

"You have your safe word," he said. "Although it would be a pity to use it this close to the end."

Danielle groaned at the trap he had her in. 

An inch away from her pussy the prickling warmth was removed and her body throbbed and then relaxed, her tense muscles releasing. It was almost like a mini-climax. She blew out a long sigh of hot air onto Tori's humid pussy, shuddering with relief. And then shrieked as another drop of hot wax fell onto her rib cage, just below her right breast, followed another below her left. As she cried out, Tori's pussy lowered, muffling her cries into the soft, wet folds of pussy. It was hard to breathe, but she stuck out her tongue and started to lick at the wet, swollen slit, hoping that Tori might ease up her hips.

The other woman did begin to move her pussy up and down over Danielle's mouth, letting more bits of wax fall onto her sensitive breasts. Now that she knew what to expect the stings of pain weren't so bad, although she jerked every time one landed, it was more the anticipation of waiting. 

As soon as the drops of wax stopped falling, allowing them to cool in a sprayed pattern on her creamy breast flesh, she felt the tingle of electricity on her other calf. The bubbly fizzing moved up her leg, slowly increasing in intensity. She began to lick more fervently at Tori's pussy, partly to distract herself and partly to try and redirect some of the energy that her fear was producing. The tingling increased, sliding quickly to that line of pain as the wand worked its way up her inner thigh and Danielle's limbs pulled at her restraints, her whimpers of anxiety vibrating along Tori's pussy folds. 

Again, an inch away from her pussy, the wand stopped and she was able to relax again. More wax began to drip onto her breasts, one tiny drop hitting right next to her nipple and she writhed with the sharp pain of it. Her pussy throbbed in reaction. The combination of adrenaline from her fear and arousal from her vulnerability and the sexual torture was a heady mix, cream was leaking from her pussy and down into her asscrack, mixing with the cum that was slowly leaking from her lower hole.

Something touched her pussy and she jerked. It was warm and smooth, and as it rubbed over her pussy lips it began to tingle. Danielle shuddered and moaned, it felt incredibly good as the sensation of bubbles popping slid through her pussy, pushing into her hole. Wax dripped onto her nipples and she tightened convulsively around the wand, the electricity tingling against her inside. The wand was starting to feel hotter, more intense, as Doug fucked her hole with it. Hot wax now completely coated one nipple and she felt a drop on the other. Tori was moving her pussy on Danielle's face again, apparently tired of Danielle's distraction - she tried to concentrate on licking, but with everything going on with her own body she couldn't. 

The wand slid out of her pussy and then it shocked her, like static electricity to her most sensitive bits but a hundred times more painful. She screamed as her clit pulsed, her pussy spasming. It felt like burning and tingling and slapping all at the same time. Tears leaked from her eyes. The tender folds of her pussy were already sensitive from the incredible orgasm she'd had, and the pain from the electric shock seemed to linger in her flesh, making it ache.

Another shock hit her pussy, closer to her clit this time, burning hot, and she writhed as she screamed into Tori's pussy. Pain flared in her uncovered nipple as hot wax was poured on it, the two areas of her body dueling for attention as she tried to work past the torture. Then the wand slid into her pussy hole, warm and tingling again, and her pussy shuddered around it. Doug was playing with her body, coaxing her to the line where pain and pleasure blended into one. Adrenaline and endorphins were pumping through her system as Tori pulled the wax from her breasts, pinching her already tormented nipples as she began to ride Danielle's face. 

She could feel her own orgasm coming as Doug fucked her with the wand, playing with the intensity so that her pussy was filled with bubbles and then a tingling close to pain before going back to bubbles again, playing with her fear of the wand. Could he shock her like that while it was inside of her? Her pussy spasmed at the thought, her body trembling. Against her will, her hips began to move as Tori came on her face, the other woman's clit rubbing across her lips. The tight pinch on her nipples became almost unbearable and she could feel the first quivers of release beginning in her woman.

Suddenly the wand was pulled from her pussy and she received a violent shock, straight to her clit. The sizzling pain rocked her, averting her orgasm and making her scream and writhe. Her entire lower body resonated with echoes of the incredible pain, as tears mixed with pussy juice on her cheeks for the second time that night. Sparks flared in front of her eyes and for a moment she thought she might pass out, everything was so bright and fuzzy... and then as her eyes came back into focus she realized that Tori was no longer straddling her face.

Her pussy hurt and at the same time her body wanted the orgasm that had just been denied. Danielle whimpered. If Doug came near her with the violet wand again she would probably say her safe word, she didn't think she could take another jolt like that, even though the lingering fizzing pain made her incredibly horny. 

Closing her eyes, she let Doug wipe off her face again, cleaning it of the pussy juices. Carefully he removed the cuffs on her ankles and wrists and Danielle brought her arms down to cradle her breasts, feeling the hard wax on her stomach and soft mounds, but she only closed her legs a little bit. Her pussy was too sore and also too needy for her to close her legs all the way.

The bed shifted beside her and she opened her eyes to find Doug looking down at her, his hand supporting is head. He was on his side and his free hand came to rest on her stomach, warm and strong. Tori had disappeared.

"Is it over?" she asked.

"If you want it to be. It's been three hours." His voice was quiet. Muted. Careful. "Tori's gone."

Blinking, she tried to figure out his expression and the strange tone in his voice, for some reason it felt like he was saying something with his words that wasn't quite clear to her.

"Did we fulfill all your fantasies?"

Doug laughed. "All but one."

She frowned. "Which one?"

"I wanted to try giving you a golden shower, remember?" Even now she could see the little spark of lust flare in his eye at the idea. Danielle made a face and he laughed again. "That's what I thought."

"Why didn't you during the three hours, if that's what you wanted to do?"

"Because it's not what you wanted," he said quietly. His hand smoothed over her stomach, running over the wax and down towards her mound. Tilting her hips up, Danielle found that she was holding her breath, wanting his fingers to slide between her legs and massage her sore pussy lips, to soothe some of the lingering, throbbing ache and to give her the orgasm her body wanted. But he didn't. He just smiled, came close to her mound and then continued moving his hand across her lower stomach. She let out a huff of disappointment.

"I thought that the three hours was about what you wanted."

"Maybe to you." For a moment they were both quiet, Doug staring down at her body, her watching his expression. Eventually he met her eyes again. "I think you got the wrong idea about our relationship and BDSM. I never wanted to do anything that you didn't want to do. I had fantasies, yes, but I didn't need to fulfill them unless you were interested too. Just because I was dominant, that didn't mean I was going to force you into anything you didn't want."

"I think I know that now," Danielle said, reaching a hand up to touch his face, wanting to wipe the sadness in his dark eyes away. "I'm sorry I didn't let you explain before."

"Me too." They were both quiet again for a long moment. "You don't have to leave now that the three hours are up. You can stay if you want to."

"Stay for the night or stay and be your girlfriend?"

Although he looked expressionless, there was something vulnerable in Doug's eyes that completely melted Danielle's heart. It didn't matter that he'd just spent the last three hours subjecting her to the most excruciating sexual torture she'd ever experienced, he'd also made sure that she'd enjoyed every last bit of it and he'd taken care of her throughout all of it too. There was a lot more to Doug than she'd given him credit for in the past.

"Whichever."

Danielle snuggled closer to him and something akin to hope flared in his eyes. "I'd like to stay and try being your girlfriend again if that's okay with you."

"That's more than okay with me," he said warmly, leaning down to kiss her lips. Danielle slid her hand along his jaw and behind his neck, happy to be able to touch him, to curl his hair into her fingers as their tongues probed each other's mouths. When he pulled back, he was panting and his long cock was pressed against the side of her body, hard and ready.

"I want to fuck you."

"Okay."

"I'm not going to be gentle about it."

Spreading her legs wider, Danielle stared deeply into his eyes, her voice dropping to a husky whisper. "Good."

His fingers slid down her stomach again, this time curving over her mound and into her pussy. He pinched her clit. Hard. Gasping, Danielle clung to him as her body arched. 

"You want me to hurt you." His voice was a low growl in her ear as he shifted on top of her.

"Yes," she said, moaning as he settled between her legs. "Fuck me hard Doug. Hurt me."

The head of his cock probed her hole and then he shoved in, impaling her with half of his spear as she cried out in pain. Her pussy walls were forced open, the tender flesh of her pussy lips almost caving inward with the force of his thrust. Backing out one inch, he thrust forward again and buried himself to the hilt as Danielle thrashed beneath him, finding it impossible to hold still now that she wasn't restrained. 

Doug's hard body pressed her down, his hands finding her wrists and holding them down on either side of her head, his broad chest smashing her breasts against her body. The rub of her nipples against his wiry hair made the tender buds burn, although not nearly as bad as her pussy was. He gave her no time to adjust, he set a bruising, forceful rhythm, plundering her cunt with his giant cock, pounding her into the bed. Danielle gasped and moaned as he fucked her hard, the aching pain that was lingering throughout her body slowly turning into her own secret pleasure.

She liked being at Doug's mercy, having her hole forcefully stretched beyond her endurance, being erotically tortured and then fucked silly by his giant cock. The orgasm that he had derailed with the electric shock to her clit was gathering again; that tiny nub feeling extra sensitive, almost as if the shock had made it bigger and now it was squashed and abused by Doug's bruising thrusts. 

"Oh fuck... oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck..." she chanted over and over again as Doug rammed her, showing no mercy to her abused flesh as he did an erotic and painful bump and grind against her tortured folds before withdrawing and slamming into her again. There was no way she could match him thrust for thrust, he was moving too hard and too fast, all she could do was lay there with her legs loosely draped over the back of his, her lower body flopping as he took her hard. 

Then her orgasm crashed into her like a freight train, ecstasy slamming into her and making her scream with the painful rapture of it. She was barely aware of Doug pushing her hands above her head and holding both of her wrists in one of his huge palms, until his other hand found its way down to the steamy juncture between their bodies and his strong fingers found her swollen clit, pinching and twisting it as she came. The extreme sensitivity of that organ by this point made his handling of it brutally torturous, and she screamed again, a different kind of scream as her release went from blissful to agonizing.

She couldn't stop cumming and it hurt, especially as Doug abused her clit even more, her pussy convulsing continuously around his cock. He'd had to slow the pace of this thrusts, but it barely mattered because she was now writhing and twisting beneath him, trying to get away from his sadistic fingers as he tormented her further. The arrival of another, stronger, orgasm blinded her and she went falling into the firework laden darkness.

When she opened her eyes again her pussy was convulsing around Doug's relentless cock, her hands free although they were still beside her head, and Doug's hands were gripping her hips hard enough to leave bruises as he ravaged her overworked pussy. Seeing her eyes open and her whimpering moans coming to life again, Doug yelled and threw his head back, his body arching so that his hips thrust forward hard enough that Danielle felt like a baseball bat had just rammed into her womb. She shuddered as he finally began to pulse inside of her again, hot jizz splashing against the opening of her womb and flooding her tunnel with white froth. 




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Doug's hands slid up her body as he leaned over her, a slow motion collapse on top of her. Shuddering with the last of her own orgasm, wringing pleasure from his cock as her pussy rippled around it, Danielle wrapped her arms around his shoulders, holding him tight on top of her. Partly for the intimacy of it, and partly because she wasn't sure if her body could take it if he did anything else to her poor pussy. 

"Fuck that was amazing," he whispered hoarsely.

"Yes," whispered Danielle, turning her head to kiss his temple. Doug moved so that he could kiss her lips, softly, lingeringly. 

"Do you think you'll want to do something like this again sometime?"

She thought about it for a moment. "Not any time soon. I don't know. Maybe."

"Three hours for my birthday?" he asked with a twinkle in his eye. Danielle laughed. And then realized that his birthday was six months away. He really was thinking long term.

"I still love you," she said. "I missed you. I think that's why I refused to listen to any of your explanations, I knew that if I read anything from you or heard your voice that I would go back to you, no matter what your reasons were.

He smiled at her, not looking at all upset. "I still love you too."

And he lowered his mouth for another kiss.

Wrapped up in his arms, Danielle realized that she didn't really care about the bet anymore or whether she or Violet was more sexually adventurous. That had been something shallow, to fill the hole that leaving Doug had left in her heart. Now she was a winner either way, because she had Doug back and she was ready for him and his fantasies. And she was better for him now, they'd be able to work through things together. Kissing him hard, she felt the aches of pain in her body like a badge of honor. Who knew that the contest would end up sending her back to the place she really belonged?



Contest At Amazon House



Foreword: This is a work of fiction. None of the people in this story are real. None of these events ever happened. This story is nothing more than words that came from my imagination. Any similarity to any real people, places, or events is purely coincidental. 

This story is a sequel to CO-ED TANDEM BEER PISSING CONTEST.

Operators of erotic story web sites and other collections, whether free or fee-based, have my permission to post and/or distribute my stories, provided that credit is given to "Hungry Guy" as the author. You may not make changes other than fixing typos. Even beware of fixing typos, for I occasionally use local slang and dialects that may be flagged by your spell checker. Thanks.

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It was early in the evening, but Greg could still hear the mixture of Eminem, Rammstein, Pearl Jam, Linkin Park, and others echoing through the quad from his fourth floor dorm room. Greg, had just returned alone from the cafeteria and was considering what to do. He could power up his PC to do some Web surfing, or do his laundry having discovered that Friday night was the best time to do the laundry as the laundry room was almost always empty, or take a walk downtown and waste another night trying his luck in the many bars that occupy the small college town. Or perhaps he'd crank up his own stereo in an effort to escalate the stereo war. Let's see, he pondered -- maybe Weird Al, or perhaps some Loudon Wainright.

As he was sitting on his bed wearing his baggy jeans and Tech TV tee shirt, the door flew open. His roommate rushed in followed by Eric's girlfriend, Susan, and another girl he didn't recognize. 

"Hi Greg! What's happening?" Eric asked. 

As Greg was formulating an answer in his mind as to what is happening, Eric added. "Hey girls, this is the guy that won our beer chugging contest last semester." 

As Greg was switching thoughts to formulate an answer to the new comment, Eric dropped his books on his own bed, grabbed his car keys out of his desk drawer and rushed out of the room with Susan in tow, leaving the comment "See ya' downtown? C'mon Karen!"

Greg turned around to sit back down on his bed as the others scrambled out of the room. But as he turned to sit on the bed, he noticed that the girl called Karen was still standing in the doorway. This tall lithe vixen was dressed so sultry -- wearing ultra tight jeans with full length zippers up the outside of each leg, a fluorescent orange halter top, bra-less and one size too small and showing her bare golden midriff, a studded black leather jacket, black mascara around sensuous brown eyes on a face framed in long frizzy black hair, shiny black lipstick on long thin lips, and a large gold ring dangling from each earlobe. She hardly seemed the type to be uncertain about something, or at least letting it show that she was. Yet, as she stood in the doorway, she looked like she was pondering about what to say, but then said in a throaty feminine voice, "You really won a beer chugging contest?"

Again, as was Greg's downfall with women, he struggled to come up with a reply before she either said something else, forcing him to start his reply thought process over again, or she may just walk away thinking he wasn't interested in speaking to her. 

He hated that he seemed unable to live that stupid contest down. His roommate talked him into it last year and, not being a beer guzzler, he still doesn't understand how he ever managed to win. Everybody kids him about it and he wished everyone would just forget it ever happened. 

"It was no big deal," Greg finally answered. "It was only between a couple of guys here on the floor. Eric makes it sound like I went against a whole crowd like they do it downtown."

Karen seemed to pause in thought for another moment and said, "That's okay. Come with me!" She started backing out of the room watching Greg. Greg stood and walked toward the door. "Huh? Where? Where do you want me to go with you?"

"You'll see!" She glanced at her watch. "C'mon! We don't have much time!"

Greg could hardly turn down an invitation to go somewhere with such an erotic looking woman, even if he didn't have a clue why someone like her would be interested in the penultimate nerd he knew himself to be. As he walked up to the door and hesitated, she grabbed his wrist and began to pull him out of the room. "Hey! Let me lock my door, okay?"

"Then lock your fucking door! C'mon!"

As he locked the door, she almost yanked the key out his hand while it was still in the lock as she pulled him down the hallway by the wrist. Greg didn't try to say anything else as she jogged down the stairs, past the RA's office, through the lobby, and out the doors into the quad. When they got outside, she was nearly running down the walkway almost dragging Greg behind her. They left the campus grounds and began walking briskly down the sidewalk. In a rare urge of bravado, Greg said. "Uh, Karen, if you're going to hold my wrist the whole way, at least hold my hand?"

Karen released Greg's wrist and took his proffered hand as she continued to rush down the street. A sparkle caught his eye. He held up her hand in his and examined her long slender fingers with shiny black fingernails dotted with silver speckles. He looked back up at her. "Where are you taking me, anyway?"

"My sorority is having a contest. You're going to be my partner!"

"I am?"

"Yes, you are. But we only have," she glanced down to check her watch, "about fifteen minutes to get there!"

"What sort of contest?"

"You'll see."

"What sorority?"

"Eta Pi."

Greg let that sink in for a minute, and then remembered that was the sorority more commonly known as the Amazon House. They were known to be the wildest of all the houses between the guys' and girls' combined. They even made "Animal House" look tame in comparison. They were known to have thrown some of the wildest parties around, often with really kinky sexy games. He knew a lot of guys would do just about anything to get an invitation to a party at Amazon House. Perhaps this'll be fun, he thought.

After rushing down several streets together, they came to amazon house. By the time they arrived, it had become night and a party was in full swing. Pink was serenading the entire neighborhood from stereo speakers in nearly every window. One guy and one girl were making out up on the roof between the dormer windows. Others were doing the same on the back steps as they entered through the rear door. They were almost knocked down by a group of streakers, both men and women, entering the house just behind them.

Karen pulled Greg through the crowded house over a trail of clothes and underwear strewn over the floor, as Pink wailed out her ballad to an unhappy childhood, and the odor of beer, pot smoke, and other unidentified scents attacked his senses. They had to squeeze their way through couples, in various stages of undress, necking in the rooms and hallways. More than a couple of times he heard unidentifiable voices, male and female, call out through the din, "Karen! Ooh! Ooh!" and other variations of same.

They made their way down a flight of stairs to a finished basement. Karen knocked on a door at the foot of the stairs. A window in the door opened up and a blonde woman looked out, "Hi Karen. Gonna' try again, huh?"

"Yeah, Cindy. Lemme' in!"

The door opened and Karen pulled Greg into the room. Cindy had a tag hooked to her blouse labeled, "judge." 

"Who's this?" Cindy asked Karen.

Karen let go of Greg's hand. "He's Susan's cock's roommate. Everyone says he won a beer chugging contest last semester, so maybe he's up to it. I gotta' beat that bitch, Joline, this year! I just gotta!"

Greg looked around the room. A row of narrow table-high vinyl-padded benches were arranged in a row. Each bench had a case of beer and a small open pitcher under it. There were a few other contestants also. One couple, both completely naked, was sitting on one of the benches talking privately to themselves. A few other couples, in bathrobes, were milling about.

Cindy called out, "Dan!" A guy entered from a rear door wearing a similar tag as Cindy that also read, "judge." 

Dan shouted out, "Get everybody ready out here. Karen made it! I'm going to help her get set up." 

Cindy walked into the back room, followed by Karen. As Greg waited in the outer room, Cindy leaned from the doorway looking at Greg, "Hey! You too!" 

At that, Greg followed Cindy into the room.

Cindy said to Karen, "Here's a bathrobe and a couple of towels, you know what to do," And left. 

Karen began to undress right in front of Greg. After she had stripped to just her jeans, she looked up at Greg, "Well! What's your problem? Get naked! C'mon!"

Greg had never been in the presence of a topless woman before. He couldn't resist staring for a moment at her bulbous breasts, her erect nipples surrounded by large pink circles, pointed straight at him. 

"Uh, sure." Greg couldn't imagine why they needed to get naked for a beer chugging contest, but after all, this was Amazon House. Karen finished getting naked before Greg did. When Greg had completely stripped, Karen was standing facing him with her feet slightly apart and hands on her hips. Oooh, her body was lean and firm and tight! He couldn't help but notice the twin mounds of her labia hanging between the gap of her legs! Luxurious thick black hair rose from her labia forming a small inverted triangle that covered her crotch. He also noticed that her toenails were polished in the exact same design as her fingernails. Greg suddenly realized that he was exposing himself right back to her, and he slowly approached Karen shaking all over.

"Whoa, lover boy!" Said Karen. "You'll get your reward if we win this contest!" She reached down and threw him a towel.

"What do I do with this?" Asked Greg.

"Wear it! Or don't wear it for all I care." She put on her robe and walked back into to the outer room. Greg hurriedly wrapped the towel around his waist and followed her.

As Greg followed Karen, he saw Cindy point her to one of the benches. Karen sat on the bench while Greg stood there fidgeting with his hands, behind his back, then clenching his elbows, then down at his sides, then behind his back again. He glanced at Karen a couple of times, but she was ignoring him.

Then after a little time, Cindy and Dan came to them. Dan said to Greg, "Lie down on the bench." 

Karen stood and Greg sat on the bench and lied down. "No, your head at this end. Yeah. That's right." 

He laid down on the bench with Dan on one side and Cindy on the other. They then placed each of his wrists in two wooden arches and strapped them down with Velcro straps. They did the same to both of his ankles. 

"Why do I have to be strapped down?" Asked Greg.

Cindy answered. "So Karen won't fall off as easy."

As Greg was pondering the meaning of that, Cindy reached down and took an odd-shaped section of PVC pipe out of the pitcher. One end had a 45-degree joint piece attached, which she slid over his dick, leaving the long end dangling into the pitcher. Then she clipped a plastic clip onto one of his fingers.

"What's that for?" he asked.

"That's a blood oxygen sensor, like they use in hospitals during surgery. We used to have the guys hold marbles in their fists, but we were able to get hold of a bunch of these cheap from the surgical supply store downtown." 

Greg was about to ask, "What for?" but Cindy and Dan rushed over to the next couple before he could. 

"What's this contest all about, Karen?" asked Greg again.

"Don't worry about it, lover." She replied.

As he was lying there wondering what sort of beer chugging contest this could be, Cindy made an announcement, "Attention please! The beer pissing contest is about to begin." 

_Beer pissing contest?_ thought Greg. 

Cindy continued, "The rules are simple. Whoever fills their pitcher first is the winner. Now I'll give you some advice, girls. Don't go only when you feel the urge. Empty yourselves as often as you can in little squirts so your guys can keep up with you. The contest will begin one minute from now. Ladies, mount your men!"

The purpose of this contest finally hit Greg. "Karen," Greg whispered desperately to Karen as she started to swing a leg over his head. Karen stopped and knelt down to Greg. "What?"

"Karen, I don't think I want to do this!"

"Shit! I'm not poisonous! I told you I'll make it worth your while!"

"I don't know, Karen."

Cindy came over and said to Karen, "What's the problem, Karen? You gotta' be mounted when the contest starts or be disqualified."

"Yeah. I'll be mounted, Cindy! Tough shit, guy!" 

She pressed her palms on his chest and jumped up swinging one leg over Greg's head facing his torso. He gasped as he clamped his mouth tight as he saw her hairy ass and cunt came crashing down on his face from above. She landed with a smack, with her labia pressing down on his face under the full weight of her body. Her legs hung down on each side, clamping his head tightly between her legs. 

She told him, "Open your mouth," and then reached between her thighs to pinch his jaw open as she rocked back and forth swinging her legs, riding his face to set herself on target. "That's a good boy." 

As she squirmed, her pubic hair tickled his chin.

Greg struggled against his bonds under her weight. It felt as though his head were being slowly crushed. He tried to look at the view, but her buns were pressed against his eyelids. And what's that scent? She must have sprayed perfume onto her crotch some time earlier.

Greg, the quintessential nerd, had never been laid, let alone experienced exotic sex. As he was getting used to the sensation, the first thing he noticed was that his nose was pressed tightly into the crease of her behind, not too far from her anus. After a little more sniffing, he detected the very slight odor of shit masked by the perfume. He also used his tongue to explore the moist flesh of her vulva with his tongue. The taste was nothing like he had ever imagined; a sort of rancid fleshy taste. He heard Karen's whisper carry through her body and into his ears, which were clamped tightly between her thighs. 

"Ohhhh! Keep doing that!" Greg obliged and continued exploring and pushing his tongue deeper into her folds and crevices. He noticed that the more he explored, the wetter she tasted. A couple of times, he got a few of her pubic hairs stuck to his tongue and he had to swallow them rather than let them kick around tickling the inside in his mouth. She was getting wetter still as he stuck his tongue into a fairly deep crevice. Ewwww! He pulled his tongue out with what felt like some sort of glop on it. He had no choice but to swallow it. 

"Ohhh! Stick it in my pussy again!" He obeyed, and stuck his tongue back in the crevice where the glop was. He started sliding his tongue in and out, "Oh! Ohhh! Ohhhhhh!!" Faster and faster he did it until she suddenly squeezed his head even tighter between her thighs and started shaking and shivering like mad. Then after a moment, she returned to her normal composure.

Greg could barely hear anyone else talking, what with his ears pressed tightly between Karen's thighs. He was able to hear Cindy make another announcement, though heavily muted, "The contest begins -- _Now!_ Start chugging, girls!"

Some time went by. Greg couldn't tell whether it had been only a few seconds, or a few minutes. He could feel Karen squirming around on him, but her thighs were clamped tightly against his ears and he couldn't hear anything more at all.

After what seemed like several minutes had gone by, he felt Karen suddenly tense up. Gaaaaa! What's happening? A stream of hot liquid was splashing off his tongue onto the roof of his mouth. In a moment, his mouth was had been partially filled! He started to swallow. Yuck! It tasted like something that was rancid and rotting! It took all his will to fight the urge to puke. He tried to spit it out, but her labia was sealed too tightly against his lips and so he was forced to swallow it.

She did it again a few moments later. He prepared for the taste and swallowed hard. He didn't get the urge to puke this time, but the taste was just as repulsive as the first time.

Greg was also having a hard time breathing, what with his nose pressed tightly into the crack of her ass. Though he was able to take slow measured breaths as her squirming opened an occasional air gap.

A short time went by until he got another mouthful -- then yet another only moments later. Karen continued squirming and peeing and Greg was getting used to her timing. Fortunately, she seemed to have taken Cindy's earlier advice and was peeing in little squirts to make it easy for him to swallow.

Then all of a sudden Karen bounced on him hard! "C'mon prick! Start filling up the pitcher," he heard her say as she gave him another mouthful.

Oh, this is gross, Greg thought! When is this contest going to end? Wait a minute! It ends whenever someone fills their pitcher! _Urp!_ She gave him another mouthful. But he didn't feel his own urge yet. But will she give me my "reward" if we lose the contest, he continued to ask himself, she owes it to me whether we win or lose! After all, she just about raped me! But then she seems like she might just be the type to stick to what she said. Then where will I be? I'll have endured this for nothing. I might as well try and win this thing for her. She relieved herself several more times in rapid succession.

Some of Karen's piss had finally made its way through his system as he finally began to feel the urge, himself. He relieved himself into the pipe.

After more time went by, Karen was nearly pissing a constant flow into him. He was literally chugging Karen's pee in order to keep up with her. Of course, he was relieving himself fairly frequently too, wondering how quickly he was filling that pitcher.

It was also getting very hot under Karen's ass. He was sweating heavily where the flesh of his face was pressed against the flesh of her ass. He could feel her adjusting herself whenever she slid a little off "target."

And then he heard Karen shout, "Shit" as she slid off his face! A moment later Cindy announced, "Congratulations Joline and Ken! You filled your pitcher in fourteen minutes, thirty seven seconds! Not only are you our winners, but you set a new record for pissing beer!"

Karen grabbed her robe with a huff and stamped off to the back room leaving Greg still strapped down on the bench. Dan came over and un-strapped Greg who dashed after Karen without even bothering to grab his towel. 

Greg ran into the back room as Karen was dressing, "Uh, too bad we lost, Karen..."

Karen was furious. "Shit! How could you let me lose when I was so close? So close!"

"C'mon, Karen. I was keeping up with you pretty good!"

"But not good enough! I thought you were up to it. But I guess I was wrong."

"Please, Karen! It's not the end of the world. Don't be angry. After all, we still have unfinished business."

"You gotta' be kidding! Our business is finished right now!"

"Now wait, Karen! That's not fair! You dragged me here and forced yourself on me! I swallowed an awful lot of your piss! You owe me!"

Karen said nothing as she finished dressing. Greg hurriedly finished dressing himself without even washing himself off, then ran out after Karen. Greg followed Karen upstairs from the basement, through the crowd of oblivious party-goers, then up to the second floor and down a short hallway. Karen seemed to be staggering and less in control of herself than before. She went around a turn and entered a room, immediately followed by Greg. 

"What's the idea of following me up to my room? _Get out!"_

Greg closed the door. _"No!_ We made a deal! I want what we agreed to!" Greg was starting to really feel the effect of all that beer Karen had drank.




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Without saying another word, Karen quickly removed her clothes and lied down on the bed with her knees slightly raised and her legs spread apart pointing her cunt straight at him. "Okay, come get your reward, little boy!"

Greg just stood there for a moment. This wasn't how he wanted his first act of love to be. But then, he considered, if this is how it's offered, then this is how it'll have to be. But should he wait for true love? Or at least friendship? Why did this girl have to be so mean? But man, only a fool would turn down a body like that! Even those so-called studs back in the dorms would drool over a body like hers.

Greg asked, "Can I do any position I want?"

"Yeah, just get it over with!"

_Wow!_ This was a once in a lifetime chance! He tore his clothes off, climbed onto the bed, swung himself around and jumped on her from the top! If she was going to make it be like this, he was at least going to get the most out of it. Before she could react, he was on her body and had plunged through those black lips all the way into her throat. With her hairy crotch once again in his face, he immediately began pounding her face fast and furious!

The sensations were incredible. He could feel himself rubbing against her hard teeth, and around the sharp turn into her tight throat. Wham! Wham! Wham! Her body writhed in the rhythm of his relentless pounding. With each pound, her body quaked as she thrust her pelvis up into his face. He tried to lick her a few times, but her body was thrashing so wildly under his attack that he just couldn't concentrate on pleasing her what with his own body-lust beyond control. And then he finally felt the tension build just before he exploded deep into her throat with each thrust. UUNNGGHH! UUNNGGHH! UUNNGGHH, until he was finally spent.

He pulled himself out of her, cum and spit dripping together off the end of him onto her face, as she struggled to catch her breath.

He noticed he was still hard! That was strange! All the sex books he ever read told him that men lose their hardness after an orgasm, but he decided to forget the books and make the most of it. He turned around and slid in between those hard legs and impaled her where it counted! 

Again, he pounded her mercilessly; and after she finally caught her breath, her dark piercing eyes met his gaze. She immediately grabbed the back of his head and pulled his mouth down onto hers as their tongues started wrestling. The tension built up inside him once again as he exploded into her, UUNNGGHH! UUNNGGHH! UUNNGGHH! UUNNGGHH!

Finally, spent and exhausted, Greg lay upon her, gently caressing the inside of her mouth with his tongue. She looked up at him and he pulled back, "Wow! No guy ever had the guts to do what you did to me! That was incredible! I don't know if I should break your fucking neck, or make you my love slave!"

"Uh, Karen, let's just say we're even now."

"Yeah, okay. We're even. No! Hey, listen, uh, what's your name?"

"Greg."

"Listen, Greg! We're going to practice! And next semester, you and I are going to beat the crap out of Joline in the beer piss!"

"Sure, Karen! I'm up for it!"

"Now, gimme' that cock of yours and let's see if we can go for a triple play."

- END -



Contest at Night



From my hotel balcony about four floors up, I could see the unruly, drooling, chanting mass, shouting for women to drop their tops, flash their bush, and smile a big one. It was a hell of a time to be alone, especially since the balconies were blocked off one from another. I could only imagine what the crowd saw looking up. 

Next door I heard a giggle, and a thong was tossed to the appreciative crowd. I tried to look around the safety fence separating the two balconies, and saw a bare ass sliding on the railing to encouraging shouts. "Take it off! Show us your tits!" But she wouldn't. Her hair was long, brunette and straight down to the small of her back. She shook it, and let it float across her buttocks. But her top stayed on.

"Good night, boys," she called. They groaned. They weren't satisfied with a naked bottom half – especially since she was partially hidden by the ornate railing. "Show us your ta-ta's!" they pleaded. "Tomorrow night, boys," she waved and blew a kiss. 

As she turned from the balcony's edge, I heard her sigh – a tired, lonely sigh.

I clinked a cold glass of vodka on her side of the wall by reaching my arm around. "Need a drink?" I offered the glass to her unseen.

For a long moment it stayed there. I rattled the ice, and hoped she could hear it above the general noise from below. Then I felt her hand touch the glass. She steadied it, and drank from it while it was still in my hand. "There's more where that came from," I said. "I hate to drink alone."

She took the glass, and gave my hand a kiss, which I took to mean come on over.

She met me at the door in a white hotel robe. It made her look very tan. I could see she was still wearing her lime green bikini top underneath the robe. She smirked when she saw me in my jeans and dark T. "Is this your best James Dean?" she asked. Without waiting for an answer, she whirled around without closing the door. I followed her in. 

She held out the glass and I filled it part-way. "Don't tell me your name," she said. "Don't tell me what you do. Don't tell me that you're married or your girl-friend cheats on you."

"Why did you let me come over then?" I asked. "Are you going to do all the talking?"

She finished the glass in three swallows. "Don't be absurd. " She put her arm on my shoulder, and tested my biceps. She allowed her hand to float over my abdomen, seeming to count the muscles in the washboard. She whispered into my ear, "Show me your cock."

"Show me your tits."

She laughed, and poured herself a drink, then filled my glass. "A whole crowd of men couldn't convince me to flash – you think I'd do it for you?" 

There was a sparkle in her deep brown eyes. She nuzzled my throat, and kissed her way to my mouth, where she nibbled a piece of my lip 'til it hurt. She used one hand to pull at my belt buckle, and pressed herself to me. "Come on, James Dean."

"A little peak first. What do you say, sweetheart?"

"I say, what are you calling me 'sweetheart' for? Is that sexy where you come from?" Her hand reached for my package, almost too insistently.

I know what you're thinking – I must have been crazy to delay even a second with this sexy lady. But you had to be there. The guy is supposed to be the aggressor, you know? And she wasn't playing the game right. It suddenly became very important to me to see what a hundred horny guys could convince her to show, her mysterious breasts.

"You don't like 'sweetheart?' How about 'Rima?' Or just tell me your name."

"I don't like 'Rima,' the bird girl from Green Mansions, right? Just call me Diana." She walked to the balcony again, but the night had fallen hard, and the crowd was mostly gone. They might have spotted her with the white robe on, if she had continued to wear it. Instead, she let it pool around her ankles while she leaned over the balcony. She had a beautiful backside, with no hint of tan lines. The green top was still on, looking like it covered more skin than a corset. I vaguely remembered from mythology a hunter that had come upon Diana bathing, and was turned into a hart, and torn to pieces by his own dogs. I felt torn by the vision I saw, the uplifted buttocks as she stood on her toes to lean over the railing, and long, lean hamstrings, and narrow ankles below shapely calv es. My dick was swollen, and wanted to rip through my jeans. "Discipline," I thought. "Discipline."

I don't think they could have been especially large; if anything a little on the small side. Was she embarrassed by them? Were they tattooed or pierced? Were they as nutty brown as the rest of her, or would the nipples point up from sickly white triangles that had never seen the sun? Were the nipples inverted, or too pointy? Maybe she had had surgery, and didn't want to show the scars. 

"Show me what you've got there, James Dean, and I'll cook you an Italian dinner," she said. "I'm a great cook. I just need a little incentive."

I took a chance and took off my shirt. The cool night air made dimples on my skin. "Will this get me breakfast?"

She ran her finger over my pectorals, and then licked it. "It's a start. It's a start."

She walked by me, bottomless, her pretty little cunt trimmed to fit the tiniest thong. No scars, no pierced belly button, no dragon tattoo crawling up her thigh; just the prettiest legs I'd ever seen, with a golden hint of fuzz where she hadn't shaved ever. In the kitchen she took an apron that covered her top and her front, and wrapped the strings around so they tied in the front. 

Then, when she had the top piece firmly secured, an additional barrier to the swelling of her breasts, she turned and faced me. In a quick movement, she removed the lime green top, but her breasts were now hidden by the apron. 

How curious that as she cooked she felt free to bend over the stove slightly, exposing her round, soft ass. I squeezed up behind her, and she felt the need in my member, pressing against her naked, dark inviting ass. Her hand reached behind her, and started to explore the front of my jeans. No question about it – the vodka hadn't had any effect on me so far. 

She leaned over again, and the eggs spattered in the pan. A fleck of sizzling butter hit her arm, but she seemed to ignore it. She was inviting me to take her; it would have been easy. Just a zip, a flopping protruding intrusion – the cold butter would make a lovely lubricant – and we would be together.

And she would have won. She would have my cock before I'd seen her tits.

Toast popped, and I grabbed the two slices while they were still burning my fingers. I bobbled them, looking for a plate. Diana turned around, and caught them in mid-air; she pushed them onto my chest, one on each of my nipples, burning and scratching them. 

"Ooh, that must hurt," she said. "Come outside." She led me by the hand out to the balcony again. I noticed that the apron top covered only about half of her breasts, but the areolas had not slipped out of either side. 

On the balcony, in front of the unseeing crowd below, she took some fragrant cooking oil the palm of her hand, leaving the green bottle on the glass table. She moistened her fingertips, and applied their slippery tips to each of my nipples. It smelt exotic and sexy. "There, doesn't that feel good?" 

She touched gently, and I let her. The tips of my nipples grew hard, and she was able to teach me the pleasure to be gained from just the touch of the fingers on the very point of the nipple. Then she closed in and used her tongue to clean away the oil, and to bite very gently and slowly, and to pull with a sucking motion, until I felt in my balls the sexual action that Diana was applying to my sensitive chest. 

I stood like a baby, with my hands at my side, afraid to move for fear she would stop. It felt so good. The pressure built in my cock, and I knew that if she sucked even a few seconds longer, I would blow my chances in more ways than one. 

But two can play at that game, I realized. I took the bottle of oil, and slathered my hands. I reached first for her behind and felt it slide under my grip, delightfully. I placed my fingers in crack, and searched for her anus. She squeezed her buttocks together as I found it. We struggled back there, but my finger touched, and parted her anus, and she moaned. 

With a little more oil, I covered her pubic hair, and it felt soft and luxuriant in my hand. She breathed heavily, but kept close to my chest, and I felt the intensity of her passion growing. She kissed my chest, harder, and bit and tugged with her mouth. Two fingers, then three, were in her. I touched her again from behind and she shuddered. 

Her chest was heaving, and the apron top was beginning to slip. I rubbed her again, finding the tip inside her vagina where the nerves came together. I felt more in control now, and I tried a move to cement my position. 

I tugged loose the strings of the apron, until it hung only by the loop around her neck. Her breasts should have been free at that point, and I could have seen them, if she hadn't fallen quickly to her knees. Her hands were uplifted and raked down my front with her fingernails. It had the effect of keeping me upright, while she was eye to eye with my penis. 

She unzipped my fly. I pulled off the apron over her head. She knelt with one arm protecting her chest for a second, then using both hands, she yanked my pants to my ankles. My willie, my Johnson, my woodie bobbed happily against her cheek. 

"I see your cock," she said. 

She stood up, her arm still protecting her chest, and with her head thrown back, grabbing the oil, walked rather stiffly back into the condo. "Good night, James Dean. Can I show you to the door?"

I kicked of the jeans around my feet, and nearly tackled her into the plush carpeting. She was on her stomach, and for a moment I was tempted just to take her from behind, pushing into her until she yelled for mercy. But that wouldn't have been good enough. I flipped her over, both hands were covering her breasts.

"No, no! Please stop. I'll scream!" Diana rocked back and forth to buck me off, but I was solidly astride her, kneeling above her. My dick felt warm on her abdomen, but I was more interested in the area above her waist. The green bottle of oil was laying near her head, nearly obscured by her long brown hair. I took the oil, and poured it onto her chest until it was gone. Then I began to slide my hands underneath her own, to rest on those fabulous mounds that had been so long denied me. I edged up to the puffiness, searching for the nubbin that was the heart of her secret.

Diana began to laugh. Not a giggle, not a titter, a guffaw. She laughed deeply, richly and uncontrollable. "I'm sorry!" she said between gasps of breath. "Don't, please." She laughed even harder when I moved my fingers closer over the tips of her breast. 

I felt myself shrinking as she laughed even harder. Now when she placed her own hands on her chest, she laughed some more. 

"I tried to warn you. I pleaded with you, James Dean. I'm ticklish up top. So awful, frightfully, helplessly ticklish!" She wiped tears from her eyes, and curled into a fetal position to await the next spasm of laughter. 

I sat on the floor, my cock a limp rag dragging on the floor. Diana reached over to stroke it with her hand, but the giggles still had her. As my formless dick slipped between her oily fingers, she found even more to laugh about, wiggling my helpless frankfurter about. She rubbed harder, trying to somehow bring the genie out of the lamp, but we both knew it wasn't going to happen that night. 

I kissed her long and hard on the mouth, we rolled together on the carpeting, coated with oil like two playful seals. But each time any part of my body came in contact with her tits, she laughed. She picked up my clothes, my empty vodka bottle, and handed them to me while she walked me to the door naked. 

"You know you can come back tomorrow night, James Dean," she said.

"Or you could come to my place tonight, Diana." 

She looked playfully at me, wondering whether we could get over the hurdle in our cuddling. She turned back to the kitchen, and found her lime green bikini top. She slipped it on, and tied it. Then she took my arm, and walked with me bare-bottomed through the hall to my condo. 

"I'm willing to try if you are, James Dean." 

As I opened the door, she scooted in, giving a little wiggle of her behind. I tried to focus on those luscious rounded handfuls, and the sleek slippery twat between her lovely long legs, but there was something about those tits. Maybe if I touched them only gently this time...



Contest Bonus



Authors note: For those of you who wondered what happened to Violet and Jared after Danielle left... =) Also, by request from a big fan of the Contest Series... I hope you enjoy.

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After Danielle left Violet and Jared immediately went upstairs and fell asleep, very tired from their heavy exertions the night before - and the pretty half-Asian knew that she'd need plenty of sleep for whatever the big black dom had in store for her. Her suspicions were right too, Jared hadn't revealed half of what held ready now that he had Violet to play with - Danielle had been fun but Violet, for him, was the real prize and he was seriously going to put her through her paces. They had 6 days left.

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~Day One~

Directly after breakfast Violet cleaned the dishes while Jared went downstairs to "prepare" things... something that made her a little nervous. She had noticed that the other room in his basement had a clothe over the doorway and had wondered what might be behind that; now she was thinking that it might be something he'd been saving up ever since she'd promised him her body if she could get her hands on Danielle. Whatever it was, it was worth it, she decided. The night before with her friend had been spectacular, just finally getting the blonde between her legs (and her own head between Danielle's not incidentally) and also watching Jared fuck her every which way, it had been wonderful.

When Jared's voice called her down to the basement she went eagerly, her curiosity highly aroused.

Upon entering the room, she gasped, eyes wide at its new setup. Under the hook where they had stretched Danielle's body out there was now a kind of horse, but its length was the shape of a triangle with blunted edges. There was another horse set up in a different part of the room, it was shaped a little strangely - wider at each end and more narrow in the middle - after a moment she realized that her breasts would hang on either side of the narrow part while her head and groin would rest comfortably on the wider parts. To the side there was a table that looked an awful lot like the one a woman would lay on when she went to the gyno, but this one had straps to hold her arms down and her legs to the stirrups. The other room was visible now, with some kind of shower head in it and a drain in the corner... looking over the entire changed room she felt her heart sink a little. This was going to be rough.

Standing in the center of the room, smiling at her apprehensive expression was Jared, slowly stroking his already very hard cock, "Come here Violet."

She obeyed, she was already naked (and had been so since last night) so there were no clothes to take care of. Instead he used leather cuffs to secure her hands behind her back and then, standing in back of her began running his hands all over her body while she fondled his dick and balls as best she could while he pressed it into her back. He was so much larger than her that she felt very insecure and vulnerable, his big hands cupped her breasts and nearly covered them. Violet moaned as he pinched her nipples roughly, twisting them back and forth, darts of pain shooting along her breasts as he manhandled her. Abruptly turning her around, his lips descended on hers and his tongue forced her mouth open, kissing her deeply while his big hands rubbed and squeezed her ass cheeks. Pulling his mouth away he turned to a table near them, on which she saw many different sized dildos and butt plugs, different kinds of clamps, whips and ticklers, a crop, a paddle... it made her shudder with anxiety. Jared grabbed a bag full of clothespins.

Sucking hard on her right nipple, she moaned as he bit down on the tender bud, and then pulled his mouth away. Tensing, she prepared herself for what was coming and whimpered a little as the clothespin closed over her erect pink bud. Lowering his mouth to the left nipple, Jared repeated the process, sucking on her tasty flesh and biting down before attaching the clothespin. Kneeling in front of her he spread her pink pussy lips, and Violet whimpered pitifully as his fingers rubbed along the wet flesh, and he hung three clothespins on each of her outer lips and completed it with one biting into her clit. By the time he was finished she was panting as the burning took over her pussy and breasts, making her even hotter even as she gasped in pain. 

Standing straight, he pressed her down to her knees so that his large wide cock bobbed in front of her face, willingly she opened her mouth as the head pressed forward towards her lips. With her hands behind her back, clothespins hanging off her tits and pussy, she made a very pretty site. Big black hands wound in her brown hair as his dark eyes smiled down at her.

"You're going to swallow all of me Violet," and her eyes looked up at him, startled, she wasn't sure she could take a cock as big as hers all the way into her mouth, "And you will not bite down or I will use an o-ring and you will still have to swallow me."

Understanding, she began to wet his dick with her saliva and tongue, sucking hard as she slowly began working her way down the big black shaft, pretty pink lips wrapped around him securely. Further and further it pressed into her mouth, making her gag and choke a little as the head began to tap her gag reflex. After a few moments of watching her try and fail, Jared used his hands in her hair to press her forward, shoving his dick past her gag reflex and down her throat before she could even react. Violet tried to scream as his dick entered her throat, her face suddenly pressing against his body as her lips wrapped around the base. The convulsing of her throat muscles gave his dick a massage as he held himself there, moaning at the tightness and pleasant sensations of her throat. When she thought she might faint from lack of air, he finally pulled back, just enough for her to breath and she inhaled heavily. Giving her a few moments of air, he pressed her head back down onto him, and then began a steady rhythm of pulling out and pressing bad down her throat as Violet swallowed nausea and tried to concentrate on breathing when he pulled out.

It became easier as he continued, she just relaxed and let him take over, fucking her pretty mouth as he would her pussy. Of course, as soon as she began to relax and accept the dick pressing down her throat, her attention was able to turn back to the burning pain in her pussy and tits. As her breasts bounced while he pulled her body back and forth her nipples burned as the clothespins pinched and wobbled, her pussy was on fire with pain and need and she realized that she was wet just from the clothespins and giving him head. It was a startling realization, she who did not commonly kneel before a man was wet as she swallowed the largest amount of cock she'd ever taken in her mouth. In fact, she even began to enjoy her vulnerable state, enjoy the burning and the filling of her mouth and throat. Humming as he pressed inward, she sent the vibrations speeding up into his body and he groaned his pleasure as his eyes devoured the sight of her pretty pink lips wrapped around his cock. 

Finally he began pumping harder and faster into her mouth, making it more difficult for her to breath and to relax, her throat began moving around his dick again as her body tried to adjust. With a low groan he pulled her head flat against his body and held it there, his dick pulsing across her tongue as spurt after spurt of cum went straight down her throat and into her belly. Suddenly, he pulled out and the last few blasts hit her straight in the face and across her aching breasts, startling her and making her feel a bit disgusted. Cum was dripping off her lips and chin as he smiled, amused at her repulsed expression. Sliding his fingers along her face and breasts, he brought cum covered fingers to her lips so that she could suck them clean. Eventually he had cleaned all the white spunk from her body and she had sucked it all of his fingers. 

"Good girl," he murmured and he picked her up. The jostling of the clothespins on her nipples and pussy made her moan with discomfort as he carried her to the gyno table and laid her on her back. Strapping her arms above her head he secured each ankle to a stirrup and then secured each stirrup to the side so that her legs were spread wide, the clothespins hanging down in front of her very wet flesh. He pulled the table with all the implements of torture over to where she was laying - apparently it was on wheels. Taking a penis shaped object with a strap around it, he popped the 3 inch penis into her mouth and then put the strap around her head and she realized that it was a gag. The rubber penis lay against her tongue as she watched in wide fascination. 

Jared pulled her body forward so that her hips were at the end of the table and then he used straps over her thighs and her waist to secure her in place. The amount of time and care spent on keeping her exactly where he wanted her made Violet feel very anxious. She was right to be so. As soon as he had her where he wanted her he took a multi-strand rubber whip and lashed it across her breasts with enough force to knock the clothespins off. Almost no sound came from behind her gag even though she screamed as the pain filled her breasts, blood rushing back into her nipples as the stings from the whip burned. Without giving her time to recover he slammed the whip down across her pussy, and the clothespins fell from her delicate flesh at the force of the blow. Now she understood why she was so securely strapped in, her body tried to thrash and move but it couldn't, not even an inch. Tears filled her eyes as he began to slap the whip against her thighs, hard so that it stung. He whipped the inside of her thighs, the tops of her thighs, and the backs of her thighs with an underhand stroke, slowly working up the length of her legs towards her pussy. Trying to squirm, she was filled with dread as the heavy stinging whip came nearer and nearer her tender pink pussy lips.

The whip slapped the visible cheeks of her ass over and over, turning the bottom side of her ass a bright pink, again working from the outside of her cheeks in towards her pussy. The fear was almost as bad as the pain that was now covering her legs and part of her ass, but even then he didn't whip those tender folds. Instead, he began at her lower stomach and began whipping slowly up towards her breasts. She jerked a little in her bonds, and her breasts bobbled on her chest as the whip came closer and closer, the emotions running through her a slow torture as the whip slapped against the undersides of her pretty globes. All around her breasts the ends of the whip slapped, making pink marks on the creamy flesh, slowly making a circular path inwards to her nipples. Just before she thought he was going to start to whip her nipples though, the circles began to move outwards again, all the way to the outer parts of her globes and then back in. Her breasts were bright pink as he approached the erect and tender buds again, burning with pain and she found herself almost wishing that he would just whip her nipples. At least then it would have happened and the anticipation of the moment wouldn't be so bad... and her poor globes were bright pink and burning as the whip continued to slap against them.

When the whip finally slapped down on her right nipple, and then just as quickly her left, she jerked and screamed, her back arching as her breasts bounced. Although she was reacting to the pain, the arching of her back pressed her pink tits up in the air more, making it look like she was begging for more punishment. Jared obliged, whipping her nipple mercilessly, over and over until they were two red, raw looking erasers, standing completely erect on her pink chest. Tears were streaming down her face as the pain burned in her nipples and breasts, agony screaming through her body at the heavy abuse. She wondered if this was what Danielle had felt like when her tits were being tortured - but by all accounts what Danielle had gone through had been even worse in a lot of ways.

Sobbing through the gag, Violet watched as he slowly began to whip back down her stomach, a straight line down the center of her body. It was so slow... so agonizing to wait as it was obvious that he was finally going to whip her poor tender pussy... and after the way he'd treated her breasts she knew better than to hope for gentleness with the whip. To her surprise, when the whip slapped against the folds of her pinkness, it made a wet slapping sound... despite all the pain that was suffusing her body, despite the fact that her nipples were red and angry looking and her breasts completely pinked by the abuse, she was wet and turned on from it all. It made very little sense to her, but as the whip continued to slap against her pussy, making her jerk and cry out with the pain that ran through her body, she realized that she was very aroused.

Over and over the whip made wet smacking sounds on her open pink folds, turning her outer lips as pink as her insides and abusing the sensitive insides terribly. Jared seemed to delight in the moments when the ends of the whip would connect with her poor clit, making the tender nub swell as she thrashed and screamed in pain... and yet her pussy never dried out, it just kept getting wetter and wetter. Violet was sobbing when he finally finished whipping her pussy. Letting the whip drop to the ground the big black man lowered his mouth to her open legs, sliding his tongue along the sweet juices that had gathered in her folds. Even the soft touch burned and her back arched as the pleasure and pain mixed, confusing her body.

Standing between her legs, big black and imposing, he pushed the head of his cock into her brutalized pussy, and she moaned as he began to stretch her open. Her whole body felt like it was on fire when his hands came down on her breasts and began squeezing them roughly, pink flesh swelling between his fingers as his body finally pressed against the reddened lips of her cunt. Violet writhed in pain as he began to thrust in and out of her body, nerve endings tingling pain and pleasure in an endless mix as his hands mauled her breasts and he speared her red cunt, juices coating his dick every time he pulled out. Moaning like an animal, he had no mercy as he pumped her hard, making her scream with the pain even as she quivered with ecstasy. Tears poured from her wide eyes as she looked up at his face, disfigured by his lust and joy in torturing her body.

As his dick painfully thrust in and out of her brutalized cunt she began to shake, her breasts wobbling in his hands as fingers cruelly pinched her raw nipples. Head back, she began to scream as the most intense orgasm she'd ever had slammed into her body, pounding her like a tidal wave. Thrashing and screaming behind the gag, her eyes were closed as the intense heat took over her body, and she quivered as the molten heat of his cum began to flow into her pussy. Opening her eyes she could see Jared in front of her, his back arched in tension as his dick was buried in her tortured body, she could feel him pulsing inside her as he came, his hands squeezing her breasts in their most painful grip yet. Finally, with one last shudder, he moaned and relaxed, his death grip on her breasts loosening. Looking down she could see white imprints on her tender flesh where his fingertips had pressed. 

Jared carefully undid her bonds and popped the gag out of her mouth, putting it off to the side, picking her up he carried her exhausted body to his bed where he tucked her in gently. Violet slept for the entire afternoon, until he woke her for dinner. Sitting wasn't much fun, but he'd thoughtfully provided a cushion for her tender lower body while she ate. Afterwards, they want back upstairs and he fucked her again on the bed - quick hard and merciless... although afterwards she realized that he'd done it so quickly because she'd been in so much pain from the handling of her body again. And he thoughtfully ate her out afterwards, drawing an orgasm from her aching body with his tongue before they fell asleep, his arms wrapped possessively around her.

~Day Two~

In the morning he had a morning wood, but allowed her to just suck him off - although he did repeat his performance of pressing her head all the way down on his dick as she sucked. Moving was slightly painful, and she hoped with all her heart that he wasn't planning on putting her on another of his apparatus' in the basement. To her relief, after breakfast they took a slow shower where he gently washed her sore body, being particularly careful with her breasts and pussy (thankfully since they still hurt to touch.). Kissing her gently he said he needed to get some work done for a couple hours and left her in his library reading and passing a rather pleasant morning. By lunch time she was feeling much better even though her breasts and pussy were still sore.

After lunch he placed her on a soft cushiony ottoman in front of his large screen TV. Turning it on, he began to run his hands over her ass, spanking the cheeks lightly with his palm as she watched with wide eyes as his friend Chris tortured Danielle's massive breasts. It made her feel very grateful that Jared had been relatively easy on her last night... then again Jared also wanted her in shape for more tortures for the rest of the week. That may very well have a lot to do with it. Her own breasts were pressed flat against the smooth silky suade of the ottoman but the pain was dulled to a throb, and Jared had now stopped spanking her ass (it didn't hurt very much at all which was also nice). Slick fingers began to press into her asshole as she was entranced by the scene on the television, and she moaned a little as the two fingers stretched her tight hole open. Violet moaned, eyes wide as on screen Chris was putting rubber bands on Danielle's massive boobs, disfiguring the huge globes, and behind her pleasant sensations were running through her asshole as she was filled with fingers.

When Chris began whipping Danielle's multi-colored tits while they were still encased in the rubber bands, Violet moaned in sympathy and arousal as Jared's thick cock began its journey into her asshole. In a way, she was rather relieved that he was fucking her ass and not her pussy because her pink folds were still very sore to touch, and the discomfort in her asshole as he stretched her open was rather preferable at the moment. Besides, the sight before her on the large screen TV was erotic, not to mention so horrible that she couldn't take her eyes away as her friend's body jerked and thrashed, tears rolling down her face as her huge mammeries were tortured. Jared had begun a steady pumping motion in Violet's ass, shudders running through her body as Chris began rolling the rubber bands off of Danielle's breasts and rubbing them to get the circulation going again. It was like watching a train wreck as he clamped Danielle's poor purplish nipples and made a deep cleavage between her brutalized tits, Violet couldn't look away even though she wanted to. Sympathy for her friend coursed through her along with the pleasure as Jared's thick cock pumped slickly in and out of her ass, Chris's dick was now in the valley of Danielle's cleavage.

To her utter shock, as her friend began to cum on screen before her, reddish purple tits and nipples bobbling painfully, Violet began to cum too as Jared slammed her ass. Nothing had touched her clit or her pussy, and she was having an orgasm as her tight hole was pounded, shaking and shivering on the ottoman, asshole clenching around the invading cock. It wasn't intense like the one the night before, but it was definitely an orgasm and she clutched at the soft material that she was laying on, moaning loudly as her ass rippled around Jared. Grunting, he slammed her a few more times and then unloaded his seed into her dark hole, eyes on the TV as Danielle's discolored tits were covered in white cum. 




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Violet lay panting as Jared's dick slowly softened inside her hole, amazed at the brutal scene involving her friend that she'd just watched. It had been a serious turn on.

That evening after dinner they watched the movie of Violet at the club while she gave Jared another blowjob. It disgusted her to watch as the fat security guard fucked her from behind, especially when he shoved that nightstick in her pussy, but Jared kept pulling her hair back from her brown eyes to make sure she was watching. Drinking the cum that spilled down her throat she marveled at the many sexual experiences that she'd been opened up to by this contest.

It was a relief when they went to bed without visiting the basement, although she did ask him about it rather curiously.

"Tomorrow," his grin was a shining beacon in that black face, "I wanted to make sure that you were well rested for it, you're going to need it."

~Day Three~

The morning was spent with Jared doing work again, which really just made it all the more worse for Violet because she was left alone to reflect on his words the night before. The fact that he wanted her well-rested for whatever was going to happen told her that she was in for another rough session... surprisingly she desired it as much as it made her anxious and frightened. That morning she actually spent some time masturbating as she thought about the whipping he'd given her, and the way he'd fucked her without mercy, still abusing her sore body. Yesterday had been much gentler, and for obvious reasons... he wanted to have the very rough days with her without breaking her.

Thinking over the apparatus's in the basement she shivered a little as her imagination ran away with her... retreating to the library she curled up with a book and tried not to think about it.

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Violet was strapped over the strange I-shaped horse, her hips resting securely on one wide end and her cheek resting on the other with her tits hanging down on either side of the narrow part. Her hands and legs were tied to the posts on the horse and a strap around her middle secured her as well. Considering the ordeal he'd put her through the other day when she'd been bound just as securely, this was not comforting. She groaned as he fastened clothespins to her nipples, squeezing them so that they burned painfully. Panting a little, she felt his finger invading her pussy hole... she was wet. No clamp was placed on her clit which made her feel a little worried.

He walked around her and pushed his finger into her mouth, and she sucked it clean, the taste of her own pussy on her tongue as big hazel eyes looked up at his smiling face. 

"Good girl," he smiled, pulling his finger from her mouth and replacing it with his dick, "Do not bite me."

Wide-eyed she looked up at him, unable to answer as her face was pressed against his groin, thick cock stretching her throat. Grinning at her, he pulled out slightly and picked up an even longer multi-strand leather whip than the one before, this one was knotted at the ends. As his dick thrust in and out of her wet mouth, gliding over her pink tongue, he slapped her ass with the whip and the knots hit her tender pussy. Fucking her face, he continued to beat her ass and pussy, although always on the edges of her pussy. She was squealing a little, taking care not to bite down as she reacted to the pain. Tears were in her eyes as her cheeks turned pink, little marks wherever the knotted ends had hit her cheeks or thighs... her pussy was burning a little. One hard slap that hit her open pussy squarely, the ends slapping painfully against her inner lips and clit, made her mouth involuntarily close a bit and the ends of her teeth just barely grazed the dick in her mouth.

Shaking his head, Jared pulled out and grabbed the penis gag again, "I'm very disappointed in you Violet." She hung her head, knowing protests would be useless - he'd set her up for failure. Opening her mouth for the gag she looked up at his impassive face, "Now you'll have to be punished." And he grinned. 

Pulling the clothespins from her tender nipples, she winced as he placed them on the table and picked up rubber tipped clamps. Rubbing her breasts, he pinched her nipples and rolled them between his fingers, making sure the blood was running through them again before applying the clamps. Violet moaned in pain as her nipples were harshly pinched, sharp pain making her pant. At her other end Jared toyed with her pussy, sucking her clit into her mouth and she whimpered, knowing very well what was coming at the end of this pleasure. Jared tightened the clamp cruelly on her sensitive bud as she shrieked with pain and thrashed, sobbing as he flicked it. 

Greasing her asshole with lube, he began pressing something very large into her. She couldn't see it, but it was a long probe with 4 balls on it that got bigger as it went down till the biggest one had a 3" circumference. The first one was only half an inch, and there was a short space between each of the balls so that her asshole would close over it. Jared grinned as he pressed the first one in, and she moaned a little as it felt pleasurable, her ass closing over the small ball. Her back arched a little as her ass stretched over the second one and he worked her ass with the small space between the balls. The next one, a 2" circumference made her gasp and pant, especially as the probe was now pressing much deeper into her ass as the tight hole close over the third ball. Giving her a few minutes to adjust, he twisted the probe in her ass, even pulled it out once so that only the first ball was in her before pushing it back in. Violet shuddered as he began to push in the third ball, crying out in agony behind her gag as her ass stretched its widest ever around the ball, the probe digging deep into her ass. Tears trickled down her cheeks and onto the horse when it finally popped in and Jared twisted it in her ass, the four balls massaging her insides and giving her slight cramps in her stomach. It hurt terribly as he pressed it further into her ass, just leaving the handle out. 

Taking a leather paddle he began spanking her ass, watching her cheeks dance and her small hole clench around the probe that was sticking out of it. Every time her ass clenched down around the big balls it hurt but she couldn't help it, that was her instinctive reaction to the spanking. On and on it went, her ass turning pinker and pinker and her insides churning as he occasionally twisted the probe or pulled and pushed it a little. A few times he knocked the handle with the probe and she groaned with the pain of it.

Finally he set the paddle down, stepping behind her and pressing his dick into her pussy. She was still a little sore from two days before, but the main reason for her discomfort was the balls in her ass... it felt very nice for Jared as it made interesting ridges in her pussy, but Violet felt overly full. It especially hurt when his dick had completely slid into her and his body was pressing against the handle sticking out of her ass, balls slapping against her clamped clit. Reaching over, dick still buried in her pussy, he picked up a long braided single strand whip from the table.

Violet shrieked in surprise and pain when it hit her breast flesh, making her clamped nipple ache and spreading pain through her entire tit; it didn't help that her back automatically arched which placed the balls at an odd position in her ass as well as pressing the handle against Jared's body which meant that the probe dug even deeper. Starting to pull out of her pussy and then push back in, Jared began whipping her breasts steadily as he fucked her... really he was being quite gentle and careful of her body although it didn't feel like it to her. But he was fucking her slowly, and was careful not to put too much of his body weight against the probe in her ass, and was very careful not to hit her breasts too hard as they were pressed up against the horse and so could easily be very badly hurt. Still, Violet was sobbing as he fucked her, discomfort everywhere as he whipped her tits, the probe pressing into her ass, thick cock in her sore pussy, and his balls hitting the clamp on her clit every time he thrust. None of that stopped her pussy from leaking more and more fluid as he fucked her, she was turning into quite the painslut as the pleasure mixed with the pain, filling her body in a confusion blend. 

Finally Jared seemed to take pity on her and he dropped the whip and pulled the probe from her ass - making her cry out as the balls stretched her ass open while they left. Bending over her shuddering body he began pumping her pussy hard, balls slapping against her clit as his hands gripped her slender waist. Crying out behind her gag, Violet came hard, and then screamed as the swelling of her clit made the clamp pinch into her even more cruelly... as her pussy convulsed around his dick Jared reached forward and pulled the clamps from her nipples. They stretched downwards until the clamps popped off, making the girl yelp and squeal as they pulled and then blood started rushing into them again. Her orgasm was incredibly intense with the agony and ecstasy coursing through her, her clit swelling in the confines of the clamp, tender flesh bulging around its tight grip. 

As her body thrashed in the throes of her orgasm Jared pulled his dick from her sore cunt and speared her rather stretched asshole, unloading spurts of creaminess into her body. When he'd finished cumming he immediately pulled out of her and released her clit from its clamp, making her moan again as the blood finally pooled in the sensitive bud. Kissing it, he tickled the little nub with his tongue, soothing it after all the abuse it had taken.

Again, after he'd untied her he carried her up to his room and placed her in his bed. She was so exhausted that she was falling asleep in his arms, and didn't even wake up for dinner that night. Jared slid in beside her, gently stroking her back and pulling her close to him before falling asleep himself. 

~Day Four~

Violet woke moaning as Jared's body heaved on top of her, cock deep in her pussy as his lips pressed against the soft skin of her neck. Panting and heaving together, his body rubbed against her extremely sore clit, bringing her to a passionate morning orgasm. 

Things were very informal during the day, he let her stay in bed and sleep in (after their morning sex anyway) while he went and did some work. Waking her for lunch, he helped her down the stairs as the area between her legs was very sensitive. After lunch they relaxed in his Jacuzzi on the back porch, just talking and kissing, he occasionally fondled her body and she winced and bore it - although she did feel aroused as he handled her sore breasts, pussy, and ass. 

After dinner he spoiled her a little, and they watched the tape of Danielle losing her anal virginity to a very long cock. Sitting on the couch, Violet's legs were spread wide as Jared's mouth covered her pussy while she watched a long black cock spear her friend's last virgin hole. Moaning as his tongue soothed the soreness in her pussy, her hands ran over his head and shoulders... he'd said that she'd been so good yesterday that he wanted to reward her. He'd already seen the tape, it was time for her to really enjoy herself while watching - besides she wasn't really up to anything other than the gentle licking of her pussy. In bed, before sleeping, she crawled beneath the sheets and to his delighted surprise proceeded to give him a first class blowjob. Afterwards he pulled her into his arms and cradled her as they fell asleep.

~Day Five~

Violet was more than a little apprehensive as Jared gave her a second day to rest up. Yes, he woke her up with morning sex again, and didn't hold back as he fucked her hard, her legs up in the air over his broad shoulders. Although her pussy had been a little sore it had felt fantastic, and the discomfort had rapidly disappeared as she came hard, moaning his name. Her body was almost completely recovered anyway... and yet he had told her (after cumming in her pussy) that she was going to have another day of rest. 

The morning he spent working as usual, and she watched the tape of herself taking the anal train from the guys, playing with herself all the while. Lunch was pleasant, she cooked for him and he surprised her by coming up behind her as she washed the dishes afterwards, pressing his dick into her pussy to wet it and then fucking her hard in the ass while she bent over the sink. It had been spontaneous and exciting, but certainly not painful as his fingers rolled her clit, making her cum while his dick shot yet another load of cum into her ass. 

In the afternoon they did go down into the basement, but the activity down there consisted of him filling her bowels with warm water. He gave her three enemas, making her hold them for a long while as she cramped and pleaded to be allowed to void herself. After each one he had her release over the drain and then poured water down from the shower head to clean her and the floor. During the last one he had her stand facing the wall, hands up against it with her legs spread while he spanked her, and she whimpered and pleaded as little trickles fell from her full ass. Again, nothing to cause pain even though it filled her with humiliation.

Dinner passed quickly as they talked, and then they went into the other room for TV time again. This time he gave her a large dildo, just slightly smaller than himself and jerked his dick while watching her play with herself as they both watched Danielle with Christine for the first time. She jerked and moaned as her cream covered the big dildo, and he stood in front of her, sliding his hand up and down his long shaft until white ropes of cum spurted and covered her tits and face. Opening her lips she caught some of it in her mouth, pink tongue sliding out to lick the whiteness from her lips. Jared watched, eyes glowing as she rubbed his cum into her breasts, bringing cum-coated fingers to her mouth to suck clean. Violet was turning into a very dirty girl. 

That night they fucked decadently and passionately, Violet clasping him to her as he pummeled her cunt ferociously. Moaning and gasping they came together, backs arched and bodies spasming with pleasure. They fell asleep with Jared still inside her pussy, his heavy weight comforting on top of her. 

~Day Six - the Final Day~

In the morning Violet awakened to a dick thrusting in and out of her pussy again, and she moaned excitedly, squirming beneath his heaving body. It wasn't very long until they were both cumming again... waking up horny meant that neither of them had much control as they fucked hard.

"I hope you enjoyed that," Jared kissed her, dark eyes excited, "It's going to be a long afternoon for you so I suggest you get as much rest as possible."

"Oh..." said Violet, flirtatiously teasing, "I hadn't realized that I'd been such a bad girl."

"You've been a very naughty little girl," the husky heat in his voice made her shiver with delight, even as she was very anxious for what he would have planned for their last day together, "For teasing me for so long without letting me have you... so today you're going to be punished for that."

Violet's hazel eyes were wide, "Sounds like it's going to be rough."

"Stay in bed for awhile and get some rest," he advised, kissing her lips before pulling his dick out of her pussy and going downstairs to get some work done.

Of course, with that warning as his final words there was no way that Violet could rest. There was only one apparatus left in his basement, that odd triangular horse... and her active imagination couldn't think up a single way that it could possibly work. Instead she tossed and turned, eventually getting up to eat and go to the library where she tried to concentrate on a book. Finally it was lunchtime, and then time to go to the basement.

Jared lifted one of her legs over the strange horse, and cuffed her wrists together with wide leather cuffs. She grimaced a little, and shifted weight as he did this, the center blunt edge of the triangle split her pussy and ass cheeks very uncomfortably. Violet groaned when Jared secured her hands above her head to the hook hanging down... the positioning of the hook and her body on the horse meant that she was leaning forward with all her weight pressing the wedge tightly into her pussy, and worst of all her clit was crushed. 

"Oh please Jared... this hurts," she begged, wriggling a little to try and find a more comfortable, less painful position - there wasn't one, "Please don't leave me up here for too long." Her toes were barely grazing the floor.

"Don't worry," he chuckled, picking up a very very long braided whip, "You won't be up there for too long."

The whip swished and cracked, landing on her right breast and leaving a very angry red mark. 

SWISH CRACK! Scream. SWISH CRACK! Scream.

Violet's agonized voice echoed off the walls as he beat her tits, the whip sometimes also wrapping around her to strike her back. The worst hits were when just the end of it snapped against her flesh... it was the first time that he hadn't gagged her, and now her screams and cries echoed. Rocking on the triangle made her entire body ache with agonizing pain, it shot from her spread cunt up to her breasts, nipples shrieking with sharp jabbing pain as he flicked them with the very end of the whip. It hurt so much that she didn't even have the voice to beg, just scream and scream as her tender breasts were covered with red welts, her rocking body crushing her poor pussy lips and clit... but she couldn't help herself from moving as he punished her. 

Finally it stopped... it felt like she'd been up there for hours, but in reality it was less than five minutes. Her breasts were bright pink and glowing, welts cropping up all over the tender flesh, nipples purplish and raw. When Jared released her hands she practically fell onto him, moaning as her pussy was finally off the wood. There was a large wet spot where her body had rested on the horse.

Jared laid her on her back, spreading her thighs with his hand, and without further ado began to push himself into her bruised cunt. 

Violet screamed again, sobbing as tears ran down her face and his dick spread her aching body open, "OH GOD JARED!!!! PLEASE STOP... IT HURTS, IT HURTS SO BAD... PLEASE..."

His eyes glowed with emotion as he answered her, "Did you think I've been immune all these years to your teasing? To all your comments about how much you'd like to have me under you? What did you think I was little girl?" Sliding all the way in as she sobbed, he began a brutal quick thrusting, "I'm not your toy. I'm not some wimpy man that you can push around. Now you're my little slut... how does it feel slut? How does it feel to have a real man in you, on top of you?"

She sobbed all the harder as he grabbed her wrists, holding them over her head so that her body was stretched out on the ground beneath him, breasts rubbing painfully against his chest as her pussy was impaled on him. It was true... it was all true. Constantly she had teased him, saying how much she'd love to see him tied up and serving her... now she couldn't imagine him in that position at all. More frightening, she did want to be his slut, his toy, even as he punished her more brutally than she'd ever treated any man in her bed.

Body arching, pain screeching through her, "OH FUCK! OH GOD JARED... I'M CUMMING! OH GOD IT HURTS... I'M CUMMING SO HARD!!!!! OH PLEASE STOP!!!!!! PLEASE STOP I CAN'T TAKE IT!!!!!!!!" her voice went higher and higher, turning into a despairing wail as he continued to pound her hard as she thrashed beneath him. The sensitive crushed bud that was her clit was completely overwhelmed by the pain and ecstasy that he'd aroused in her, it was the most painful and intense orgasm she'd ever had in her life.




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Letting go her hands, he pulled her body close to his, and her arms wrapped around his shoulders as he came, shooting hot cum into her tortured pussy... she held him tightly all the while as he moaned her name and she sobbed into his shoulder. He carried her upstairs like that, dick slowly softening in her aching cunt, until he lay her on the bed and finally pulled out of her, causing her to cry out again and moan, she was so sore. 

That evening, she ached horribly when he woke her and she looked at him with bleary eyes. 

"I'm not hungry," she whispered, just wanting him to crawl into bed and hold her.

"I'm not here about dinner," he told her, picking her up in his arms, "We have company... they're waiting for us in the basement."

Violet began to cry, "No please Jared... I can't do any more... I just can't..."

"Last thing little girl," he murmured into her hair, "You have one last thing that you need to be punished for... and then we'll spend all weekend making you feel better." She didn't even question his assumption that she'd be staying after tonight.

He carried her down to the basement, she was steal crying a little, just completely exhausted... her eyes widened when she saw Danielle and Christine sitting in two chairs near the shower and drain. 

"Danielle..." her voice was barely audible as the other girls looked at her in surprised. She wondered then what she must look like to them, breasts covered in welts, pussy lips still red and angry looking, her inner thighs had bruises on them, hair a mess since she'd just woken up, and eyes swollen with tears. Certainly she didn't look like the confident and elegant person that she had at the beginning of the week.

Greeting the two girls that were sitting, Jared secured Violet's hands in two cuffs that were hanging from the ceiling near the drain, placing her just under the shower head. Placing her ankles into cuffs that were attached to a spreader bar, her feet were now about 3 feet apart. She barely had the strength to stand up on her own, but she did, stubborn pride holding her up. He popped the usual penis gag into her mouth.

Jared smiled genially at the two blondes, "Danielle," the wide-eyed girl jumped as she looked away from Violet's hanging form at him, "There's something you ought to know." Violet suddenly felt her heart sink, sure she knew what he was going to say... but with the gag in her mouth she had absolutely no way of stopping him... "You didn't lose the contest." Danielle looked completely confused, her brown-haired friend completely despairing, "Violet came over the night before and offered herself to me for a week if I would say that I helped her complete a final task, because she wanted to be able to dominate and play with you." The pretty brunette was now moaning behind her gag as she saw her friend's expression turn from confusion and surprise to shock and fury, "So I thought I'd invite you over to spank her for being such a naughty girl... only on her ass though, her pussy and tits have already had a rough day as you might be able to tell."

"Gladly," growled the irate blonde, glaring at her friend. Violet's heart sank... whatever mercy she might have been able to hope for was completely irrelevant since she couldn't even beg.

Instead she hung there and sobbed, body jerking as Danielle spanked her hard with Jared's leather paddle, putting all her (admittedly little) strength into each slap. It took a very long time and an awful lot of hits before her ass was red... possibly a good thing since Danielle was very tired and happy to be satisfied even though her ass didn't hurt nearly as badly as when Jared had spanked her. But she didn't think she'd have been able to take a beating as bad as Jared would have been able to give her.  

Speaking of him, he was now lubing up his cock, and she groaned... this was turning out to be one of the longest days of her life. Even if she had had an incredible orgasm earlier.

"Would you like to soothe Violet's cunt with your tongue," Jared invited as he stepped behind the hanging girl, "It took a lot of abuse earlier but I'm sure she'd enjoy being eaten out... after it stops hurting at least."

Danielle considered, "Yes, yes I would."

It was an exact copy of the position Jared and Violet had put Danielle in that night, Jared behind Violet, thrusting up into her beaten ass roughly as he handled her aching breasts, Danielle's blond head between her legs. The only differences were that Violet was hurting much more than Danielle had, and now she had an audience watching in the form of Christine, wide-eyed as she watched the brutal picture of lust and pain in front of her. As Jared had predicted, once her pussy was over the pain and discomfort, she was aroused and Danielle's now talented tongue brought her to a quick orgasm as Jared split her ass open behind her. 

She hung there as his dick softened in her ass, Danielle getting up and going over to kiss Christine, sharing her juices. They two girls jumped in surprise as Violet made a shocked noise, her body jerking and trying to get away as Jared held her tight... they had no idea what was going on as Violet started to cry. Cry, because behind her, he was fulfilling the task that he had lied about for her. His dick was lodged in her ass and he was now filling her deep hole with his piss, hot fluid making her cramp and bloat, nausea making her want to retch as her hole was filled. 

Sighing happily he pulled his dick from her hole, turning on the shower so that it sprayed her with warm water as his piss trickled down her legs.

"Now, she didn't lie to you anymore," he told Danielle, and both her and Christine's eyes got big as they realized what he meant.

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That night, in bed, Jared and Violet cuddled although she winced every time his hands brushed her pussy, ass or breasts. 

"I don't think I'm going to be able to have sex for awhile," she told him honestly, groaning every time she had to move her legs.

"You won't," he said cheerfully, "Usually takes a couple of weeks for girls to recover from that."

"And just how many girls have you had on that thing?" suddenly jealous, Violet hugged him a little tighter even though it made her breasts ache as they pressed against his body. 

Chuckling low in his throat, he stroked her hair, "A couple. No more after this unless you want to climb on again."

Violet looked up at him, shock and joy in her eyes as she realized what he was offering, "Really?... I would like that."

Something about him relaxed, "Good. I would too."

Nestling her head back down into his shoulder she told him, "Just don't expect me to get on that thing anytime soon though. Maybe for your birthday." Low vibrations in his chest as he chuckled made her smile. 



Contest Ch. 02



At the same time as Violet was reading over her list of tasks, the extremely buxom blonde Danielle was sitting in front of her computer reading over her own list of tasks - most of which were as distasteful to her as her counterpart's had been. After reading over her list, Danielle tried to call Violet but only got her answering machine. She'd been wondering what Violet's list was like... she wanted to get an idea of how many of these tasks she'd have to do in order to beat her friend. It wasn't an easy list for her to swallow.

1. Get a guy - or girl - to give you a golden shower, and a pee douche/enema after fucking.

2. One of my good friends is having a party on Wednesday, he still needs some girls to be topless servers and to provide some entertainment. You'd also help serve as dessert. Make sure you let me know beforehand if you'd like to take up this task so I can arrange it with him. Guys at the party will be able to look and touch, but not fuck unless you decide to of course.

3. Find a guy, or ask me to provide a friend, who will torture those huge tits of yours until he cums all over them.

4. Find a guy who will give you a rim job, allow you to return the favor, and then take that sweet ass cherry. Again, if needed I will be happy to provide you with a very willing guy.

5. Go offer your body for three hours to that ex of yours, Doug, and tell him you'll fulfill all of his fantasies within that time period, you must do ANYTHING he asks of you.

6. Sleep with another woman, you must both be eaten out by her and eat her out as well as letting her play with those gorgeous breasts of yours and playing with hers... also find some way to use some kind of fake penis, doesn't matter what kind or where. 

Number 5 was completely impossible, Doug had had some of the most perverted fantasies of anyone she'd ever met... and if she got out of three hours with him and didn't to be hospitalized after servicing that monstrous cock and his depraved mind, it would be a miracle. They'd had a wonderful relationship until he started asking her to do threesomes, take his massive (12" long and 3" around) cock up her ass, wanting to pee in her mouth and on her body, share her with his female cousin (whom she later found out he'd had a long standing incestuous relationship with)... it was completely impossible. Although the tasks all made her face at least one of her dislikes, or things that completely disgusted her (as well as made her heart scream out WRONG), at least she wouldn't have to do them all at once. And Doug would be absolutely brutal with her after all the nasty things she'd said to him when they broke up, calling him a low-life pervert with an oversized dick. No, no number five was not going to be happening... she was sure that Violet must have at least one thing on her own list that she would absolutely not be able to do.

Unfortunately, number one was also one that made her want to throw up. Even though she felt that anal and lesbian sex was wrong, it didn't completely revolt her the way the idea of having someone pee on her did.... she couldn't do it. Maybe... maybe if it was absolutely necessary, but not unless she had no other choice in order to beat Violet.

Calling her friend again, hoping that maybe they'd be able to talk and she could get a better idea of how many tasks were going to be necessary, she got the voice machine again. Looking over her list, she decided that she'd probably best get a start tonight, there would really be only one day of rest unless she did two tasks in one day. It didn't seem likely. Chances were, Violet was already out getting started... the only question was which task... Well, number two couldn't happen for two more days, but she called Jared to let him know she'd be there, while on the phone she asked for the name and number of his friend who would be willing (hah) to torture her tits.

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The blonde stood nervously in front of the large white house, the owner definitely had money. The friend of Jared's she'd called said his name was Chris and that he'd be more than happy to see her that very evening, not to worry about the video, he'd set it up. Danielle looked down and made a face at the outfit he'd asked her to wear. The short tight black skirt wasn't anything new, it was one of her favorites, made for showing off her long tanned legs and the firm curves of her ass. However, above that was now exposed stomach, the white flesh sliding up to where her breasts were barely held into her shirt. A purple button-up shirt was tied just beneath her huge breasts, and the wobbled as she moved, the large nipples poking through the fabric. She felt extremely exposed, and very uncomfortable without any support or real covering on her breasts at all; her boobs looked even more enormous than usual as all her other clothing was minimal and tight, emphasizing their lack of proportion with the rest of her slim body. 

The door opened to reveal a very cute Spanish guy, maybe an inch taller than her 5'7" with wavy black hair. He grinned a white and charming smile as his gaze drank in the sight of her entire body, lingering lustily on her barely encased melons. She looked him over as well, relieved that she found him very attractive; he was just wearing black boxer/briefs that looked to be hiding a well-sized bulge, and he had an athletic body with just a bit of comfortable looking flab on his stomach and hips. His dark brown eyes looked to be hiding humor and warmth, while one lock of hair dropped charmingly over his forehead.

"Come on in," he stepped back and held open the door, watching her breasts wobble and bounce as she walked by him. Trying to hide her blush, and to keep her hands from covering her breasts, she ducked her head a little as she moved past him and looked around the foyer.

"You have a beautiful house," she said.

"Thanks," taking her arm, he led her into the living room where there were obvious implements of kinky sex already laid out, his voice had just a slight hint of an accent, "My family, we all work together, we own our own business."

"Oh," she replied weakly as she looked at the set up in the room. There was a hook in the ceiling from which hung a short rope, on a table there were several different sized whips, a paddle, and a crop, some clamps, rubber bands, a spreader bar with ankle cuffs one long rope and two shorter ropes. There was also a vibrator that she recognized from Sex in the City, the much vaunted "Rabbit Pearl", a bottle of flavored lubricant, and a ball-gag. Danielle had experience with whips and paddles, clamps, rope and all, but never when all of them were concentrated solely on her breasts, and she had no idea what the rubber bands were for.

Chris kissed her on the mouth firmly, and then untied the knot in her shirt, smiling as her breasts flopped out completely exposed; her wide pink areola crinkled a little as her nipples hardened in the air. Then he pulled down her tight skirt and thong, licking her shaved mound as his mouth passed it by. Blushing, she obliging raised her hands above her head as he lifted her wrists together and tied them securely with the rope hanging from the hook in the ceiling. The position made her double D's jut out in front of her slender body obscenely, Chris caressed them with his hands before picking up the gag and pushing it into her mouth.

"So we don't disturb the neighbors," he smiled at her uncertainty. But it was much too late to protest now, there was a gag in her mouth and the Spanish hunk in front of her was cuffing her ankles to the spreader bar. Besides, if she didn't do this task, there were much worse ones that she'd have to do in order to beat Violet. This was the only task other than helping at Jared's friend's party that didn't turn her stomach.

Chris took the longer length of rope and wound it around her arms and behind her neck, looping it around the base of her breasts and making figure eights before securing it back around her arms and behind her back. By the time he finished, he'd used up the entire length of the rope and her breasts were tightly bound and sticking out even more than they had before. Looking like twin torpedoes shooting from her chest, they were a slight pinkish color as the blood was caught in them. He squeezed the tender flesh between his hands, crushing the soft globes in his palms; pulling one up he sucked and bit on her nipple. Taking her other breast, he lifted it up in front of her and rubbed it against her lips which were stretched around the ball gag. Smiling, he then lowered his mouth to that one as well and nibbled on it while pleasurable pain tingled in her chest.

Letting her breasts fall, they bounced rather painfully in their bondage. Raising his hand, he brought it down heavily on her right breast, she yelped behind the gag as it bounced against the left one and burned from the slap. Alternately, he used his hands to knock her breasts back and forth, so that they swung like heavy clock pendulums in front of her body. It hurt as he slapped, and as they knocked together, and as they actually swung in front of her body. Tears smarted in her eyes while he abused her tender flesh. Pausing for a moment, he picked up the paddle and began to hit her pink tits from every angle.

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!

They bounced up and down and side to side as he smacked them, spreading throbbing pain evenly over the flopping things. Even though he wasn't actually hitting her very hard, her breasts were starting to burn painfully as he spread the beating over every inch of her stinging flesh. Finally, when they were a dull pink and throbbing he stopped beating them and put the paddle down. Unwinding the rope from around her back, arms and chest, she felt slight stinging pain as the blood starting freely moving through her breasts again. He rubbed her hanging globes, massaging them with his palms to get her circulation going again; she moaned and let her head hang back as they burned and tingled while he squeezed and rubbed. Still, she thought that it hadn't been too bad, although she hated having so much attention paid to her breasts, in some ways it had been a bit of a turn on. She'd always been a little partial to pain with her pleasure.

Stepping back, Chris grinned at her, looking over her vulnerable body with its slightly pinkened large globes, "Now it's time to make things a little rough." his voice was filled with excited anticipation and she realized that torturing her oversized tits was possibly a bit of a fetish for him. 

Anxiety tinged with fear coursed through her at his words, based on her own experience that had already been rather rough. She was used to having the pain spread out over her body, never had anyone focused so singularly on her breasts, and they were still throbbing dully from the last beating. Chris picked up the first rubber band and stretched it over all his fingers, spreading them out as he picked up her breast by the tip and began to stretch the rubber band over her breast, rolling it to the base. Picking up another rubber band and her other breast he repeated the process. She watched fascinated at first, as he rolled a second rubber band and placed it about an inch away from the first, her fascination turned to horror as he put four rubber bands on each teat, and the end of her breasts turned an angry red.

The pain coursing through them was still throbbing, but no longer dull, it was pulsing and angry.

CRACK!

Tears immediately sprang to her eyes as Danielle screamed at the top of her lungs, the only sound that emerged around the gag was a muffled high-pitched whine. Chris had used a multi-strand rubber whip on her already tortured tits.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

A stream of tears flowed over her cheeks as the sharp stinging pain coursed through her body, her breasts flopped as her body jerked and caused more pain as they bounced. Although she was in too much pain to notice, Chris still wasn't hitting her very hard, it was just that the impact was amplified by the binding around her chest.

After only a few minutes of this, although to Diane it felt like hours, he quickly put down the whip and started rolling the rubber bands off her disfigured breasts. Her nipples looked like angry red pencil erasers, and the skin of the end of her massive boobs were so dark red as to nearly be purple. The multi-colored teats tingled sharply and painfully as blood rushed into them again, making her scream and writhe while he pulled and massaged the tender flesh. Breathing heavily, panting and gasping for air, she felt slightly sickened as she realized the sweet, warm eyes of her Spanish hunk were practically glazed over in lust as he handled her disfigured and tortured melons. Then, as he grabbed the rabbit pearl vibrator and began pushing it into her pussy, she realized she was soaking wet. The brutal treatment to her teats, and the incredible waves of pain, had all made her pussy run rampant with juices; they coated her inner thighs almost to her knees. She was shocked at her body's reaction to the intense pain.

Once Chris had the vibrator securely lodged in her pussy, he again used the long rope to secure it in place, wrapping it around her legs and hips to be assured that it would stay in until she was untied. Letting her arms down from their position above her head, he untied her wrists and helping her lie down on the floor, he then took the two shorter lengths of rope he tied each wrist securely to a thigh. Danielle realized that in her new position she was still completely vulnerable to his lust, and that her breasts were still the focal point of his attentions. Since she was lying down, her massive breasts had flattened somewhat and were hanging off to either side of her body... somewhat painfully in their current abused condition. 

She tried to struggle as Chris picked up then nipple clamps, her eyes wide as she tried to scream through the gag... surely she couldn't take that kind of pain now! Not after everything else that he had done to her poor tits! It became agonizingly obvious why he'd taken such care to secure her arms even though she was now lying down as he smiled at her panic stricken and pleading face.

Lowering his mouth to sore breast, he teased her nipple with his tongue, enticing the little bud to harden. Despite her desperate wishes, the little bud responded to the gentle wet touch, and was immediately rewarded with burning pain as he fastened the rubber tip of the clamp over it. Repeating the process with her other nipple, the chain connecting the two clamps was also now helping her nipples pull her breasts together, creating a deep cleavage. Her nipples burned as gravity tried to pull her tits back down to their flattened state.

Turning on the vibrator, Chris watched as her eyes popped when the pearls started teasing her pussy lips as the head of the penis swirled against her g-spot and the little rabbit's ears buzzed straight onto her clit. Her back arched, thrusting her pain-filled melons up as her body reacted to her pleasure-filled pussy. Rubbing the flavored lubricant all over his rock hard 8"dick, he used his hands to press her tortured breasts together even closer as he slid his slick shaft between the bruised mounds of flesh. Danielle moaned at the further rough treatment to her injured tits, even as the pain shot straight to the pleasure in her pussy. Moaning, Chris turned the vibrator up a notch, and thrust his dick into the now slick valley of her cleavage, kneading the red breast flesh with his hands as he fucked her aching boobs. Right now the stronger sensation was the pain which jolted through her body, but the pleasure in her pussy was gaining fast; she felt dazed as the head of his dick poked through her breasts.

He shivered on top of her ecstatically as his dick was completely encased in her abused tit flesh, and pausing for one more moment, he turned the vibrator up all the way. Thrusting hard, his eyes were half closed as he abused her breasts further... it didn't matter to Danielle, the pleasure in her pussy had over taken the pain in her breasts and now both sensations had swept her body up on an incredible ride. The penis head of the vibrator slammed into her g-spot over and over as the little bunny vibrated her clit madly.

When Chris thrust hard, shooting cum out of his dick to slide down her neck, the clamps on her nipples actually popped off with the force of his thrust. Her orgasm crashed over her as she screamed, the sharp agonizing pain in her nipples shooting straight into her pussy and sending her on a chaotic trip of agony and ecstasy as her body jerked. She didn't notice, but Chris had actually let her boobs go and was now shooting the last wad of his cum on her red tits, her whole chest was covered in the white stickiness of it.

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Danielle left the house with her tape, half running, with one arm cradled under her bruised and tender breasts... she was going to look over the task list as soon as she got home, surely there had to be something on it that wouldn't involve her poor tortured tits.

Maybe she'd call Violet too... find out how many tasks she'd have to do to beat her friend... if she had many more like this she didn't know how well she'd be able to handle it. 



Contest Ch. 03



Violet was tied over a kind of horse, just wide enough that her body was supported, but each of her tits hung down either side of it. It was just long enough for her to rest her cheek on it, and her pussy was at the other end, at the perfect height for the guy behind her to step in and start fucking her pussy as soon as he was ready.

In the meantime though, tears were streaming down her face as he spanked her glowing ass.

She was in the middle of the second task for her contest with her friend Danielle. After being humiliated, exposed and fucked in the middle of a club by an old security guard, she'd gone home and showered vigorously. Danielle had called just after she'd gotten out of the shower, and they both had related their first tasks to each other. Even though Violet was dying to find out what else her friend would have to do, both girls had been reticent when it came to sharing the rest of their list of tasks. Both were afraid that the other would take advantage of knowing which tasks each girl would find the hardest to do. Violet wanted to win badly though, she had a competitive streak that just wouldn't quit, and she really didn't want to spend a night in the control of Jared... not to mention she'd always been rather attracted to Danielle. If, when, Danielle lost she'd finally get to indulge in that attraction, whereas she might otherwise not get a chance since Danielle was so uptight about homosexuality being morally wrong.

But that had put her in her current position, tied over the horse of one of Jared's friends, getting 100 spankings and 100 whip-strokes before he'd fuck her. The video camera was in front of her and a little to her right, catching every tear that fell from her slightly tilted brown eyes. She hated that she was tied, she hated that she was in pain, and most of all she hated that despite all of her feelings about the situation she was in, her pussy was wet. 

THWACK! SLAP! CRACK!

The paddle hit her ass three more times for the final count of 100. Her tear-stained face looked up into the smiling face of Victor, the very cute blonde dom that Jared had sent her to when she'd called him, wanting him to find someone to spank and beat her. There was no way she could submit to any of the guys she actually knew, it was potentially too embarrassing and revealing, especially when she would see them later in her usual much more dominant position. Victor's short blonde hair and big blue eyes combined with his stunning smile were enough to make her wish that they were in very different positions. He was smiling at her right now as her tears were starting to slow even though her ass was still throbbing with pain, it felt twice as large as normal.

"That was very good," he told her, stroking back the long strands of brown hair that were covering her face.

"Thank you," she whispered, her voice was hoarse. At first she'd tried to hold back from making noise, and after awhile she couldn't stop herself from crying out and moaning.

"It's just the whippings left, and those will be easier, I'll spread them out. Your ass is a magnificent red though, just gorgeous." He winked at her as he pinked up the 16" multi-strand rubber whip. Beginning slow strokes over her body, she moaned a little as he whipped down her back, straying near her ass a little. The impact was harder then when he'd been spanking her, but as he said, it would be spread out rather than all in the same general area. Still, maybe tomorrow she'd take a break from the tasks... give her body some time to recover.

Her breath hissed out as he whipped her breasts, catching her nipples with the ends of the whip. It hurt, because they were already pressed against the horse in an odd position. As the whipping went on, he hit her back, her breasts, her thighs, and finally her pussy. The ones to her pussy hurt the most, the rubber strands slapping into her wet flesh. It shamed her that she was still wet throughout all of this.

Slowly he increased the speed and the impact, and about halfway through he started to focus most of the whippings on her tits, thighs and pussy, with only occasional strokes to her back. Violet moaned as her skin slowly started turning pink where he was focusing the hits, her flesh was starting to tingle painfully as the whip slapped against it. Her body jerked every time he hit her nipple or clit squarely, and she whimpered, hating the vulnerable sound that came out of her mouth. Victor just kept smiling as he moved around her, steadily beating her body, always making sure not to get in the way of the camera.

With 25 strokes left, all of them became concentrated on her more tender body parts. Right boob, left boob, pussy, repeat. It was becoming hard to tell if she was in pain or aroused as her body moved and she moaned and whined, it hurt pleasurably. An oxymoron if there ever was one. Finally he focused the last five on her pussy, the heavy strokes hitting her inner labia and clit so that she screamed at the shocking pain that pulsed through her.

Untying her as her tears flowed, he carefully lifted her from the apparatus and laid her on the floor where the camera would still get a good view of what was happening. 

"Good girl," he breathed as she whimpered and panted, but didn't complain, as her sore ass pressed against the carpet, and lowered his mouth to her bruised pussy flesh. 

Definitely aroused, she thought in surprise, as the soft touch of his tongue on her beaten cunt made her gasp and arch her back in pleasure. It hurt, yes, but it hurt so good... she'd had no idea that this was how it could feel to not be in control. In some ways, it was more freeing than being in control; she didn't have to do anything other than what he told her, she just had to sit back and take whatever he gave... no decisions... no real effort on her part. She'd taken the beating, and now she was getting the reward. 

Victor lifted his mouth from her pussy, satisfied with her reactions to his oral attentions. Violet spread her legs for him as he gently pushed into her abused pussy.

"Oooooooo..." she sucked in her breath as his 7" dick slowly stretched her open, she was more turned on than she cared to admit as he slid home and his body bumped against her beaten lips. He began nibbling on her neck as he thrust in and out of her pussy, his chest pressing against her sore breasts, each thrust making her ass rub painfully against the floor. Violet was lost in a haze of pleasure as her pain and arousal wound around each other, interlinking in a heady mix. Unthinking, she pressed her sore pussy up against him, moaning as the pain burned through her, igniting more and more lust as his hard body moved against hers. 

His arms wrapped around her shoulders and he buried his hands in her hair as he started to really pound away at her pussy, Violet was shocked at her pleasure at feeling delicate and feminine in his arms. Usually, she preferred to be on top with a guy; in fact, she'd never had an orgasm when she'd been on the bottom but she could feel one starting to build in the bottom of her pussy as moved against her splayed legs. Heaving her body underneath him, she hungered for that orgasm, and wrapped arms around his waist gasping as he began a circular motion with his hips, rubbing his groin against her clit while his dick made circles inside of her.

"Oh... Oh.... OH!" she felt completely vulnerable and open as he thrust into her hard, and she could feel his dick getting harder and longer inside her as he started to reach his climax, "OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!!" His dick was actually pulsing inside her as he came, and his last hard thrust against her clit made her cum as he released spurts of cum into her pussy.

When Violet left, she got his number, even though he warned her that he didn't bottom. It might be nice to see him again sometime... shake things up in her sex life a little...



Contest Ch. 04



After completing her first task of having her massive tits tortured and abused by Jared's friend, Danielle took a day off, avoiding her tasks for a bit. After all, she needed a bit of rest after the brutal treatment to her poor breasts, they were sore all the next day. It meant taking a chance, since she knew that Violet was going out and doing another one of her own tasks, but she really couldn't face doing another task, especially since they were so unappealing. Her next task that she had to do was going to Jared's friend's party, so she would just wait for that and hope that Violet would end up with a task that would make her need to rest a day as well.

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With her long blonde hair falling in loose waves around her naked upper body, Danielle looked quite appealing as she walked through throng of people - mostly males - at the party. It was a gorgeous house, lots of tall ceilings and tasteful decoration. Of course, the most decorative part of the evening were the half-naked girls walking around with serving trays of food and drink. On Danielle's tray there was some kind of pastry filled with fruit and nuts.

She felt very exposed with her massive breasts hanging in front of her where everyone could see some of the faint stripes and bruises that still covered the pale flesh of her tits and her nipples were still sore to touch. But at least she was mostly recovered, even if she hated having so many people seeing her boobs exposed like this - especially since a lot of the men were inclined to give them a casual feel as they took a pastry from her tray. It wasn't as if the brief skirt that she'd been given to wear covered much of her either - although from the hints of Jared's friend Nelson, the host of the party, later she wasn't even going to have that. She and two other girls were going to help serve as dessert - quite literally as the dessert. However, that was something she didn't want to think about for the moment, mostly she was just grateful that since Jared was at the party this was on thing that she didn't have to have taped. 

Circulating gracefully through the crowd, her blonde hair waved against the curves of her breasts as she offered a pastry to Jared.

"Enjoying yourself?" he asked her as he bit into the sweet food.

With a slight laugh she answered him, "Not exactly, but this is a lot easier than the first one."

He nodded understandingly, "I watched that tape, it looked like you enjoyed yourself at the end, although I can understand why you'd think this is easier." his gaze took in the faint prints of damage still visible on her breasts and she blushed at such intense scrutiny. Taking his gaze from her impressive cleavage he nodded over towards the other side of the room, "Chris said he'd be glad to be of service again any time you want, apparently you're on in his top 10 for great breasts."

Danielle looked across the room to where the cute Spanish guy from a night ago was lifting his glass in salute to her, and she blushed at both the implication and the compliment. "Doubtful," she said dryly, "I don't know if I'd want to put myself through that again, no matter how much I enjoyed myself at the end."

"Pity," murmured Jared as he started off away from her, taking just long enough to pinch her nipple before he went. She grimaced a little and made a bit of a face at his back as he walked away, then turning she caught sight of Nelson who jerked his head at her, letting her know it was time to get ready to be dessert.

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Jared grinned as Danielle was rolled in on a cart with the other two girls, by far she was the main attraction. The other two girls had whipped cream covering their breasts and pussies, with some cherries stuck on top and a small mound of glazed fruit on their stomachs. Danielle, in comparison, had half a chocolate covered banana stuck in her pretty pussy, her legs wide open on the cart, there were several lines of chocolate chips going down her stomach to her whipped cream covered pussy mound. On her large tits there were two huge mounds of whipped cream with chocolate syrup and cherries all over them, and in her mouth there was a candied apple. Her face looked less than amused at the set up, although he thought she looked delicious. Lined along each cart were strawberries, bananas, grapes, and pastry, all to be dipped in the whipped cream - or the girl's pussy depending on your taste. 

Immediately there was a crowd around each of the carts, Jared joined the one around Danielle of course, watching as one bold patron pushed the banana in and out of her cunt, making it a little sloppy with bits of the fruit and her pussy juices. Danielle moaned as the people around her rubbed fruit against her body and pussy, tasting her sweet juices as they ate dessert. The girl shivered a little with so many hands all over her, licking the residue of sweet cream from her body, and since most of it was one her massive breasts she was tantalized and teased as their tongues moved all over her heavy globes and nipples.

Finally, there was just the sweet sloppiness of her pussy left, and as she looked down between her legs, she realized that Jared was standing in the place of honor, grinning maliciously at her. Men on either side of the cart took her legs and spread them wide, making it easy for him as he leaned over her pussy. Starting with the last bit of cream on her mound, he licked it clean, exposing her shaved mound to the surrounding crowd. She blushed with the blatant exhibitionism as so many people got a close-up view of Jared licking her wet and messy pussy.

Sliding his tongue along her folds he tasted the sweet bits of banana that was mixed in with her musky juices. Danielle moaned and bucked her hips a little, still embarrassed to be at the center of so many people's attention, but feeling the pleasure running through her as her pussy responded to Jared's skilled tongue. She'd forgotten what a good pussy eater he was, and she bucked a little as his tongue actually slid into her tight hole, licking its entrance clean. Pushing two fingers into her, he scooped out the remnants of banana from her hole and sucked his fingers clean, licking them lasciviously as he smiled down at her.

Having mostly cleaned her pussy, he lowered his mouth to her soft wet folds, intent on making sure that she got the most out of the experience. He could tell that she was already incredibly aroused, her pussy was leaking sweet juices onto the cart. Sliding his fingers back into her hole, he pumped them as his tongue licked all around her pussy, sending little waves of pleasure through her displayed body. The men surrounding her watched with lust in their eyes, some of them actually reaching into their pants to rub their hard dicks as the girl before them arched her back as she moaned, massive breasts pointing straight up into the air. As Jared sucked her swollen clit into his mouth and rolled it between his teeth, she started bucking and her breasts bounced and flopped all over as her body heaved.

The room was silent except for her impassioned moans, everyone was watching now as Danielle's body thrashed on the cart, pleasure sweeping through her as Jared skillfully manipulated her pussy. As his fingertips rubbed against her g-spot, he bit down gently on her clit and she started cumming, sweet juices pouring into his mouth and over his fingers as she arched her back and cried out loudly.

Slowly, her flushed body came down from its orgasmic state, and she blushed deep red as the surrounding audience began clapping, Jared sliding his fingers from her pussy allowed the woman standing next to him to lick her sweet juices from his hand. Danielle wanted to sink into the floor as she realized that everyone at the party had watched her orgasm, but all she could do was smile weakly as the applauded while her cart was rolled back out of the room. 

Her last thought as she slipped into bed that night was that at least it hadn't been nearly as bad as her first task. She wondered what tasks Violet had now done over the past two days... well she'd call her tomorrow and find out. 



Contest Ch. 05



Danielle was rather perturbed when she couldn't get in touch with Violet, after the party or the next morning… she wondered just what her friend was up to and worried that maybe her day off from a task had set her back further than she had thought it would. Last night's task had not been very arduous at all, although it had been rather embarrassing for some many people to watch her cumming all over Jared's face as he ate her out… if Violet was out working it she'd better get herself together too. 

Deciding that since last time Jared's friend Chris had given her such an intense orgasm, she might as well go ahead and see if he had someone else who'd be willing to take her anal virginity… god that made her wince. It wasn't really as though she thought that anal was morally wrong - like she told everyone - or that even lesbianism was wrong… it was just that the thought of either totally grossed her out. Seriously, why would anyone want to stick something up her butt? It made her shudder just think about it. But, having someone up her butt was definitely preferable than having to be in someone else's pussy… she didn't even really like the feeling of her own. She never masturbated with her fingers, and she didn't particularly like the taste of her juices. Much better to give up her anal virginity… it might hurt, and it might be gross, but at least the grossness wasn't on her.

Jared sounded very pleased when she called him, he said that guy he'd originally thought would be perfect for her was actually resting up today after a while night with Violet - although he wouldn't tell her what they were doing. Instead, though, he said he had another guy who would probably do just as well, he just had to call him. In the meantime, she should dress in something sexy… and she might want to stretch out her ass a little to make things easier.

Danielle made a face as she got off the phone, no thank you. She'd rather suffer a little bit more pain than stick something up her butt on her own. Putting her blonde hair up in a long pony-tail she looked at her reflection in the mirror… yes. Perfect. Most of the attention was on her hips with the short skirt hugging her curves, and the shirt covered most of her boobs, making them look a little smaller. Pouting her lips she giggled as she watched her reflection… it was kinda fun to get dressed up and go meet a random guy. Well, hopefully it wouldn't be too rough on her… Violet was definitely already ahead of her if she'd had a wild night last night. 

The phone rang.

"Hey sexy girl, my friend Karl says he'll be happy to assist." he gave her directions to Karl's apartment, "Enjoy yourself!"

"Right," she muttered under her breath as she got into her car.

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Meeting Karl was a pleasure, he was a big black guy like Jared, very sexy and very powerful. Immediately, when she met him, she could feel herself starting to feel a little submissive… there was just something about tall confident men that did that to her. And he was very attractive which was nice.

When she came in, he led her into the living room where the center of the room was completely clear with a camera pointing at it from the side. Obviously, that was where she'd be losing her ass cherry. Standing a little nervously, she tilted her head up to him as he stepped in front of her. Smiling, he stroked one strand of blonde hair out of her eyes.

"You are very pretty," he told her, "I'm a little partial to blondes."

She smiled back nervously, "Does that mean you're going to go a little easier on me?"

A wide grin made her heart sink a little, "Not at all… but you'll enjoy it at the end."

Danielle nodded and he lowered his mouth to hers, sinking is tongue into her mouth as his hands began sliding her clothing from her body. When he got to her breasts, he pulled away, his eyes lifting as flesh spilled out through his fingers when he squeezed them, "These are a lot bigger than they appeared." she blushed and squirmed a little as he handled them… she hated how everyone had to pay so much attention to her huge boobs, but she did not want to insult the guy who was about to stick his dick up her ass. Seeing the look on her face though, Karl interpreted it correctly and decided to push her a little.

Smiling genially, he lifted her breast up, it was so big that her nipple was right outside her mouth when fully extended upwards, "Lick it." Tentatively, hesitantly, looking at him to see if maybe he was joking, her little pink tongue flicked out of her mouth and against the erect nipple. 

"MMmmmm" he murmured as he began handling her big boobs, lowering his mouth to nibble on her nipples. It started to feel very pleasant as he handled her breasts skillfully, and he apparently got a lot of pleasure out of squeezing them and seeing her flesh spill out from between his fingers. After a few moments of playing with her boobs, he finally starting pulling her skirt off and slid two of his thick fingers into her pussy, she was very wet.

Standing before her, he ordered, "Take off my clothes."

Willingly, Danielle began stripping him, he had an impressive body. Lean black skin wrapped around long muscles, although he was rather slim, he was packed with muscles. A hard washboard stomach led down to his pants, and she ran her hands over his shoulders and chest, down the planes of his stomach as he watched her with a slight smile on his face. Unbuttoning his pants, she rolled them down his legs and gasped as his dick came into view.

Not even fully hard, it was one of the biggest dicks she'd ever seen… about 2" long and already 8" long, which was obviously not its fully length. She was shocked at its size as it continued to grow another two inches in front of her eyes, finally standing out proudly big and black away from his body. Almost reverently, she reached up to touch it… and as her fingers wrapped around its thickness, she remembered where it was going to go and looked up at Karl with fear in her blue eyes. He grinned at her malevolently, knowing exactly what anxious thoughts were running through her head.

"You're lucky Jake was busy with Violet last night," he told her, "He's not as long as I am, but he's thicker." Danielle shivered at the thought… although she wasn't sure if longer was all that much better than thicker. He was going to be awfully deep in her shithole. 

Karl turned her around and put her on her hands and knees as he set the camera up so that it would get the best possible angle as he took her ass cherry. Flicking it on, he went over behind her, grabbing a bottle of lube from a nearby table. Settling behind her, between her legs, rubbing his hands over the fleshy globes of her ass… Danielle looked over at her shoulder at him, watching fearfully. She wanted to know exactly when he was going to start sinking that long black monster into her poor hole. 

First though, Karl covered his fingers with some lube, and sticking the tip of the bottle into her ass, he squirted some directly into her tight hole and she winced as the cool liquid slid into her body. Pressing one big black finger against her hole, it slid in easily with all the lube, although Danielle moaned as her asshole stretched out a little around him. To her surprise, it didn't hurt that much… in fact it felt almost pleasant. Then he pushed a second finger in alongside the first, his thick digits spreading her open and she winced as it sent a little jab of pain through her ass. Pumping his fingers in and out of her slick hole, he made sure that she was at least a little stretched open, in fact she was starting to push back against his probing digits a little. 

Pulling the fingers from her ass, Danielle looked back at him again, eyes big with anxiety as he spread some lube over his long thick cock. Looking her in the eyes, he smiled as he placed head of his black dick between her creamy cheeks and began to push the head into her ass. Danielle groaned as her ass started to stretch wide open, her head swung back around as she tried desperately to relax her burning ass hole. 

Karl didn't give her a chance, he just pushed and slid partway into her ass, pausing with his hands on her hips as her back arched and she cried out as her ass was opened up about 4 inches, wider than it had ever been. With her head high and chin tilted up, Danielle's eyes were wide open as her ass clenched and released around the pole invading her ass, trying to adjust. Running his hands over her back, he massaged her lower back muscles as her head slowly lowered down and she looked at the floor, still gasping and panting a little as his hands massaged her creamy butt cheeks. For a moment, she wondered what it looked like, his black dick between her white cheeks, sliding into her hole. She didn't know how far he was in but since he wasn't pressed up against her she knew that it wasn't all the way… god… it felt like there was an awful lot of it in her ass. Little did she know that she still had about six inches left to go.

"Please," she begged, "Just do the rest, get it over with."

"I never turned down a lady," Karl smiled at the irony of calling her lady while his dick was splitting open her ass, he also had the feeling that she didn't know how much of his dick that she had to take. But, she'd asked for it. Leaning his body back a little so that the camera would catch the rest of his long black dick sliding into her ass, he thrust his hips forward until his balls slapped against her open pussy.

"OHHHHHHHHHHH….  FUUUUUUUUUUCK…." Danielle screamed as her ass split wide open, it felt like a baseball bat had been shoved up her tight hole. Karl just closed his eyes and enjoyed it as her clenching ass massaged the thick shaft of his dick, watching as the gasping girl's forearms gave out on her. Tucking his hands under her hips, he made sure that her bottom stayed high in the air as her upper body fell forward, her face buried in her arms as a few tear drops fell from her eyes. Her boobs were so big that they were flattened slightly against the carpet, rubbing against the nubby fabric as she heaved a little, trying to pull away from the cause of her pain. 

Slipping his fingers a little lower on her hips, he began rubbing them in her pussy, and as he deftly elicited pleasure from her little clit some of the pain in her backdoor started to ease a little. Slowly, Karl drew about half of his dick out of her tight hole, enjoying the slick grip of her ass as it moved around his dick. Slamming back in, he jolted her forward a little on the carpet; so he got a better grip on her hips to keep her in the same place. Danielle moaned and whimpered as her nipples and breasts rubbed against the carpet, her ass burning as he began pushing in and out of her, while her clit and pussy tingled with pleasure as his fingers played in her wet folds.

Her ass was stretched wide, she could feel the head of his dick pushing deep into her body, making her stomach cramp a little as he slammed home in her tight hole. Starting up a steady rhythm in and out of her burning asshole, Karl rubbed her clit in time with his thrusts, pumping her ass and spreading shivers of pleasure through her at the same time. It benefited him too, because as her pussy rippled in pleasure so did her ass muscles, clenching and massaging his dick as he rode her. Using his hands on her hips, he started slamming her body back towards him every time he thrust forward, really burning and stretching out her ass hole as he plunged in to the very base of his dick. Rubbing his groin against her ass, Danielle moaned as her tight hole spasmed, his dick twitching and making circular motions, finding new unexplored territories of her ass to poke into. 

Juices from her pussy were starting to run over his fingers as he slid them through her wet slit, pushing two of his fingers into her pussy he could feel his long hard dick through the thin lining. Pumping her pussy with his fingers, he used the palm of his hand to rub her clit as he rode her ass. Danielle wailed a little as he really slammed hard into her ass, the slick movements in and out of her back hole starting to get to her as his fingers rubbed against the g-spot in her pussy. She felt completely full of meat, her ass stuffed like a turkey at Thanksgiving, and her breasts were starting to get sore from rubbing on the carpet, her nipples stiff and raw. 

Moaning as her pussy started to tingle with the familiar sensation of her build to orgasm, she started pushing her own ass back against him, the stretching and filling of her back hole beginning to feel incredibly good. Closing her eyes, Danielle managed to push herself up just a bit on her forearms so that it was just her nipples that were rubbing against the carpet. Shivers of pleasure went through her as her ass rippled around the thrusting cock, moving her hips against his hands as her nipples rubbed and tingled. Karl's hand that wasn't occupied in her pussy reached forward and gripped a large portion of her swaying long blonde hair, wrapping it in his hand and using it to pull her head back. As her body moved back with her upturned head, her back arched and pushed her chest more firmly against the floor, her ass high in the air as his dick drove even deeper.

"oh…. Oh…. OH MY GOD!!!!!!" she squealed like a stuck pig as his dick prodded her insides, "OH FUCK… OH MY GOD I'M CUMMING….. I'M FUCKING CUMMING WHILE YOU'RE FUCKING MY ASS!!!!!!! OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!"

Her body bucked and heaved, her ass rubbing against his body as his dick stirred in her clenching ass, groaning, he pulled back even harder on her hair as his dick pushed in its deepest yet and began spurting hot globs of cum deep into her body. Danielle could feel every pulse of his dick pressing on the tightness of her ass, every spurt of cum that flowed into her body, and she clenched hard around him as she rode out the last of her orgasm, her convulsing ass milking every last drop of sticky cum from his cock. 

Karl pulled out, his dick making a soft plopping noise as it fell out of her stretched hole. Grabbing the video camera, he pulled it from the tripod as she stayed in her position, panting with her ass high in the air. Putting the camera right at the level of her ass, he did a close up of her gaping asshole, putting his finger into the center of the hole where it didn't even touch the sides because her asshole was so stretched out. He continued taping until the first white globs of cum began to run out of the slowly closing hole, Danielle just remained completely still, breathing heavily with her eyes slightly glazed over. She was in a bit of shock at her body's reaction so something that she'd always considered extremely gross and dirty… even the pain of it had felt good in some ways…

With cum dripping from her asshole and sliding down her thighs, Karl kissed her goodbye and sent her out the door. In a daze, she walked to her car and drove home… well, if nothing else this was definitely giving her an education in sexuality that she probably would have never tried on her own.



Contest Ch. 06



Violet was on her way to getting a head start on Danielle… she knew that her friend had taken a brutal beating on her massive tits - and quite frankly that thought turned her on quite a lot - and the pretty half-Asian was going to take good advantage of the fact that her friend needed a day of rest!! She was going to get what she thought might be the most physically demanding of her tasks: taking on an anal train.

Anal was not something that she thought was morally wrong, like Danielle, or that she thought was particularly perverted; it was just that as a more dominant personality it wasn't something she allowed her lovers to do to her. Still, it was something she had always been curious about, especially because a few of her male lovers had particularly liked having her use a strap-on in their asses and two of her three female lovers had as well. There was just something very submissive about it though, and she'd never been able to bring herself to ask for it from someone else… now here was the perfect opportunity presenting itself and she was definitely going to take advantage. The thought of it being an anal train did worry her a little, but she's come to terms with her fear of that. If nothing else, she wouldn't be behind Danielle since she was taking a day of rest today… if Violet needed a day to rest up after this, it wouldn't be a problem at all. 

Dressing sexily in a mid-length tight black skirt that had a slit up that back nearly to her ass, and a short, tight dark red button up shirt that heightened the color of her slightly tanned skin and the highlights in her hair, she decided to do without underwear for this. It wasn't like she was going to be wearing it for long anyway… and there was something decadent about dressing a little sluttishly. She decided to put her long dark brown hair up in a ponytail to get it out of the way of everything, it flowed down to about her midback, two short locks framing her round face. Brown eyes glinting impishly, she blew a kiss to her reflection before heading out the door.

Jared had given her directions to his friend Jake's house, telling her that Jake and three of his other friends would meet her there. One of the nice things about using Jared's friends was that the video camera was always set up, she didn't have to lug around her own stuff or try to find a good place to put it. Also, she trusted Jared to keep make sure his friends were clean - after all, the loser of the contest would be with Jared for a night and he wouldn't want to put his own body at risk. 

Arriving at Jake's house she wasn't surprised to find it as big and beautiful as Jared's own. What she was surprised at was the fact that Jake was Asian and only an inch taller than her scant 5'5"… she just wasn't all that used to men being on her eye level. Still, he wasn't very intimidating because of that and it made her feel more at ease. Slipping off her shoes in the hallway, he led her into the living room where she was immediately the center of attention for four new guys. Jake introduced her to all of them; Ned was the tall blonde with green eyes, Hank was the skinny and very tall black guy, and Brett was of middling height with brown hair and brown eyes. They were all already naked although they weren't hard, and they were all looking over her body with anticipation and lust. It made her shiver a little to have all their attention so close on her.

"Why don't you strip for us," Hank suggested, which the other guys immediately backed up. Jake took off his own pants as Violet posed a little and began slowly unbuttoning her shirt, revealing just the curves of her perky 34C breasts until she reached the last button. Turning to the side a little and pouting at them, she wriggled her shoulders so that the shirt slid off, baring both slightly tanned shoulders, as her shirt slipped off her arms were still hiding most of her breasts so that all they got were glimpses. It was still enough for them all to start getting a little hard, and she turned her back to them without letting them get a full view of her body and then started to pull down her skirt, bending from the waist as she slipped it off. She heard one of the men groan as they got a great view of her upturned ass and pink pussy, turning quickly she posed so that they could get the full effect of her body being displayed for them, grinning mischievously. Violet was one of those girls that had teasing men down to a fine art. 

Looking them over as they watched her, she was a little surprised at the differences in their dicks. Hank's was the longest, but it was also the skinniest - but the length was such that if it hadn't been skinny it would have been rather frightening, he looked to be 10 or 11 inches long, the head bobbing way out away from his body. Jake's didn't look very long at all, but that might have been because he was as thick around as a coke can… she hoped that he wouldn't be the first in her ass, she'd much rather have length than thickness when it came to stretching her hole. Both Brett and Ned were somewhere in the middle, with Ned's being more long and slender (although not as long as Hank's) and Brett's being less long and more thick (although not as thick as Jake's.). 

Jake quickly pulled an ottoman into the center of the room while Brett turned on the camera, and as Violet arranged herself on the ottoman so that her ass was at the very end and her chin or cheek could rest on the leather fabric, Brett grabbed the camera and circled from her face to her ass. 

Behind her, Ned got into position and slid a lubricated finger into her ass, wriggling it to stretch her out. She grimaced a little, it felt uncomfortable but not necessarily painful… mostly it felt like something that didn't quite belong there that she wanted to push out. A second finger slid in beside the first… that did hurt a little bit, but again it was mostly the discomfort and the feeling that she needed to poop that bothered her more than anything. After a few moments of his fingers sliding in and out of her ass, until she stopped clenching down on him every time he slid in, Ned pulled his fingers from her ass. Out of the corner of her eye she could see Brett getting close in with the video camera as Ned placed the tip of his dick at her ass.

Turning her head slightly, she asked, "Please… go slow, I'm a virgin in that hole, I don't know if Jared told you."

Ned grinned reassuringly at her, "Don't worry he did, and I've done this plenty of times. We've got an order set up too, me first since I'm more slender than anyone except Hank - and he's kinda long - and then Brett, Hank and finally Jake."

Jake laughed a little, "We're not going to hurt you too bad Violet, it'll be fun in the end… pun intended."

The men all chuckled as she made a face at the low humor, turning back around to place her cheek on the soft tan leather of the ottoman as Ned's dick began to slide into her ass. 

He went slowly, pushing just a little in before pulling out again and then pushing a little more in, but it still burned a little as his dick pushed into this previously unexplored territory. Slowly her ass stretched open for the intruder, inch by inch as he humped her, the camera catching all of it as Ned slowly disappeared into her ass. Finally, he hit bottom, and held it there a moment for her to adjust. Although she was grimacing a little in discomfort, Violet wasn't in any pain, Ned's slow movements had allowed her body to adjust to his width and his length easily. In fact, it felt kind of good to be filled up in her ass… the pleasure in the fullness of her hole was something she had not expected at all. 

Pulling about halfway out, Ned thrust in again, eliciting a moan from the bent over girl as he plunged back in to her tight hole. Violet shivered as he began to fuck her ass, thrusting in and out slickly as the lube eased his passage, it felt very full and very good… the little nerves all around the outside of her hole were tingling as his dick slid past her opening. With every thrust home his balls slapped against her open pussy with a wet smacking noise, a few times it would even hit her clit and she was starting to get a little turned on, both by the feeling in her ass and the occasional impact on her clit.

Reaching around her body, sliding his hands under her chest, Ned began to squeeze her round breasts as he pushed in and out of her deflowered ass and Violet lifted her body up a little to allow him better access as she moaned in pleasure. Having him thrusting in and out of her ass while his hands played with her breasts and his balls slapped against her pussy was feeling a lot like foreplay. Not enough to get her off, but definitely arousing. She began to push back a little against his body, and to purposefully clench down on his dick feeling it twitch inside her in response. 

With all his attention focused on the tight warmth of her ass and the pleasure he was feeling, it didn't take Ned long to start groaning how tight she was as his cum spilled into her. The first load of cum that she'd ever taken in her ass… it amazed her how different it was from when a guy came in her pussy. Sometimes, in her pussy, she could feel a guy's dick pulsing, right now she could feel every ripple, every twitch, every spurt of cum as it traveled through his dick and into her ass. It made her shiver around him a little, which only intensified his orgasm. 

As he pulled his hands from her breasts and his dick from her ass, Violet let her body relax onto the ottoman as she eagerly awaited Brett. Her arousal from Ned was high, having him cum in her ass had been a rather intense experience and her pussy was already wet. She didn't have to wait long, almost as soon as Ned had moved away from her Brett had apparently passed the camera off to one of the other guys already and was in position behind her, his slightly thicker dick stretching her hole as he pressed inward. Even though she was already well-lubricated from Ned's cum and the lube that he'd put there, Brett had put some lube on his cock anyway, knowing that she'd be stretched a little wider when he fucked her hole. Pressing into the slick tight space, Brett moaned as her ass spread for his cock, she felt spectacular. Sloppy wet and still very tight around his very hard dick. Violet felt good too, to her pleasure the stretching of her hole burned a little, but it was a pleasant burn, adding to her arousal and the wetness in her pussy. Rather than working his dick in and out of her as he slid in he just slowly pressed inward without stopping until he was buried in her ass. It was a rather nice sensation really and she gasped a little as the pleasure ran through her body.

Like Ned, Brett reached around and grabbed hold of her breasts, although unlike Ned he ran his fingertips across her hard nipples as well as squeezing her breasts while his dick began pumping in and out of her ass. Violet was starting to feel very horny as her hole burned pleasantly after being stretched, her pussy getting even wetter as a new pair of balls slapped against it. Her nipples liked the attention too. Wriggling her ass a little, she moaned as that caused the dick inside her hole to move side to side in her, creating new pleasant sensations that went straight to her leaking pussy. She began slamming her hips back each time he thrust forward, deliberately clenching her ass tightly as he slid in so that it burned pleasantly for her and he groaned in pleasure at her gripping tightness. Arching her back lustily, Violet found more new angles for him to thrust into her at, filling her with pleasure as the new sensations made her body quiver.

Brett was losing his control very quickly, the combination of the tightness of her ass, her own excited wiggling and the buildup from watching Ned take her first all compounded to make his dick very excited. As Violet began really heaving back against his dick he lost it as she clenched down hard, his dick felt like it was encased with pleasure, the ring of her tight hole squeezing the very base of his cock. Every spurt of cum felt like it was forcing its way out of his dick she was squeezing him so tight, her asshole like a cock ring, enhancing his pleasure as he howled and threw his head back. She was amazing, her rippling ass massaging his dick as it flung jet after jet into her dark hole, mixing with the cum that had already been deposited there.

When his cock had been completely milked dry he pulled out of her with a soft plop, and Violet panted a little. She was now very aroused, her pussy actually leaking down her thighs a little, her ass feeling slightly swollen but very stimulated as well… her swollen clit burned with need. To her pleasure, Hank turned her over on the ottoman so that she was on her back, breasts jutting into the air with her erect nipples looking pink and proud on her chest. Jake and Brett held her legs in a wide "V" shape as Hank pulled her hips to the edge of the ottoman. Behind him, Ned hovered with the camera, getting a shot of her entire body as cum started to drip from her ass. 

"That's hot." he said, watching another glob of white cum slide out of her hole and onto the ottoman.

Her eyes slightly glazed with lust, all she said was, "Fuck me please."

Grinning widely, Hank positioned his long black cock at the entrance to her ass. Violet propped herself up on her elbows, watching as best she could as he began pushing in… it slid in easily as it was more slender than both Brett's and Ned's, but it had a much longer way to go. When it only had about 3 inches left to go, Violet's head was already hanging back and she was panting a little, it felt like a very long hard and skinny baseball bat had been pushed up her ass. It burned too, a little uncomfortably as she felt like she was cramping a little, but her pussy was so aroused and wet that it didn't matter as he pressed in until his groin was against her wet pink folds. She moaned as his body rubbed against her aroused pussy and clit, his dick bouncing a little in her ass… laying back down since her arms didn't feel like they would continue to support her much longer, she just relaxed and enjoyed the ride.

Hank began by pulling halfway out and then pressing back in quick and hard, making her body jolt and her breasts bounce on her chest. The guys watched, enjoying the view as he began pounding her hard, her breasts flopping in every direction on her chest as she moaned and clutched at the ottoman. Violet was building to a climax with his body pressing against her pussy and clit every time he was deep in her ass, he was slender enough that he could push easily in and out of her and very quickly too right from the beginning. The impacts against her pussy were driving her crazy. When both Jake and Brett reached down a free hand and began playing with her breasts, she thrashed a little as the pleasure coursed straight to her pussy.

Now juices were freely leaking from her pussy down to her ass where Hank was already making soft squishing noises as he thrust in and out of her sloppy hole. Her ass was so slick with two loads of cum and lubrication, and now her own pussy juices, that even when she clenched down on his dick it didn't slow his thrusts at all. Hank put his hand on her mound, thumb rubbing firmly on her swollen clit as he pounded her slick asshole.

Violet let out a long, high wordless wail as her orgasm crashed over her, her ass clenched tight around the long thrusting dick, and still he moved quickly in and out of her. Her nerve endings burned with pleasure as the friction actually increased as her ass tried to grip his moving dick, and her pussy was quivering with pleasure, her nipples and breasts tingling as her back arched and she convulsed in ecstasy. Hank continued to make circular motions with his thumb on her clit, drawing out her orgasm until he finally thrust one final time and added his own load, much deeper in her ass than the first two had gone. Violet shuddered one last time in orgasmic heat as he added his cum to the mix in her asshole.

The poor girl was completely exhausted as Jake took his place between her legs, and he put her in a new position as well. Turning her slightly on her side, he had Brett continue to hold one of her legs up. When he pressed his thick cock into her ass, it was at a sideways angle, making her shiver as it stretched her ass to its widest point yet and at an odd angle. Her head was resting on the ottoman, completely contented and exhausted, although grimacing a little as her ass was stretched wide. It burned with discomfort, and yet didn't bother her in the least. Jake groaned with heat, her ass was so slick and wet and tight that it could have been a virgin's pussy that he was sliding his dick into. He, like Hank, moved quickly and roughly, really pounding her ass hard. To her surprise, Violet felt her orgasm building again, her body was sensitive to the fucking she was getting after such an intense first orgasm. Moaning a little, she couldn't really push back against the dick in her ass because of her position, so instead she started squeezing her own breasts and pinching her nipples. Ned moved to a position where he could get the entire picture of Violet playing with her breasts while Jake's thick cock ravaged her ass. 

Grinning widely, Hank decided to add a little to the tableau, leaning back so that camera could still see everything, he slid two of his thick fingers into Violet's pussy, rubbing his clit with her thumb again as his fingers crooked to find her g-spot. Jake was the most aroused since he was the last to go and had had to watch all the other men partake of her sweet ass first, so he wasn't going to last long. The men all knew this, and Hank deftly worked Violet's pussy as she played with her breasts, quickly bringing her to another, higher, orgasm and she screamed loudly with heat as pleasure rolled over her in waves. With her body heaving and her ass clenching tightly around his dick, Jake didn't stand a chance and he began shouting loudly as he continued to thrust in and out of her slick hole as his cum was added to the mix. 

His thrusts got slower and slower as his dick finished unloading and began to soften, and finally he stopped altogether and pulled from her ass. Holding her leg high, Brett also reached his other hand down to lift up her cheek, giving Ned and the camera a great view of her gaping hole, filled with four men's sticky white loads of cum. Violet just lay on the ottoman, completely exhausted. 

She went to the bathroom after resting for a bit, and then came out and talked and joked with the men who fixed her a drink and gave her some food as well. It was almost 3 in the morning when she finally left. They saw her to the door and she gave all of them an extremely affectionate kiss, and although she was walking rather funny as she went to her car she was very satisfied and happy.

However, when she got up that afternoon she decided she would definitely need that evening off to recover. Her ass hurt. 



Contest Ch. 07



After Danielle lost her anal virginity, she took another day of rest. She finally got to talk to Violet and they compared stories of what had happened to each of them. Telling Violet about having her ass taken by such a long cock, she shivered with delight remembering, and was surprised to find herself extremely turned on when Violet related her own story about having four guys! It was also somewhat of a relief to find out that Violet had been the one to take that extremely wide dick up her butt, Danielle wasn't sure if things would have been nearly so pleasant if she had had to do that. But it got her hot to imagine a group of men standing around Violet, each taking turns putting their different sized cocks in her asshole... it made her wonder what it would be like for herself. 

Both the girls enjoyed comparing notes, and after finding that they were on equal ground for the number of tasks completed, they both decided to take another day off for recovery. And also to figure out the next task that each of them were going to do. Each task seemed to get more and more distasteful for Danielle because she was trying not to have to do the ones that she was really disgusted by. So the later she put them off till, the more likely she was to not have to do it. Unfortunately that meant that for her next task she was going to have to choose one of the three that she REALLY did not want to do. 

Offering her body to Doug for three hours was an absolute no. She'd need much more than a day of rest after something like that, and if that happened Violet might very well beat her. That left taking a golden shower AND letting someone pee in her pussy or ass... or she could have sex with another woman. It was pretty obvious to her which one she was going to have to choose, but she was not looking forward to it at all.

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Outside of Jared's friend Christine's house, Danielle found it very hard to ring the doorbell. This wasn't at all like when she'd showed up to do her task at any of the guy's house. It wasn't that she found women's bodies disgusting exactly, she thought that they were actually more attractive then guys... but she found that she didn't at all like women's vaginas. She didn't like the smell or the way they felt, she didn't even touch her own when she masturbated, she'd always used toys. The entire thought was rather repugnant to her. 

Christine answered the door completely naked, making Danielle's jaw drop with shock. It wasn't that she'd never run around her own house naked before, but she'd never answered the door naked before. As the other woman, slightly darker blonde hair than Danielle's own with brown eyes and very pretty, looked Danielle over, she could feel herself blushing at the frank appraisal of her body by another woman. On the other hand, she couldn't help but look over Christine as well; she looked to be about 28 years old, the same height as Diane's 5'7" with C-cup breasts (again that envy at the other woman's perky and well-formed boobs), curvy hourglass figure, and all in all very attractive. Danielle stood hesitantly fidgeting in the doorway, as the woman looked her over and smiled appreciatively.

"Come on in," the other blonde held the door open and made room for Danielle to pass by. Almost as soon as she was in the other woman was on top of her, kissing and shoving her tongue into Danielle's mouth, her soft breasts rubbing against Danielle's clothed ones. Shocked, Danielle couldn't help but moan as the woman's hands traveled up her stomach and began massaging her own huge breasts. The touch, the kiss, as aggressive as they were they felt much softer and gentler than a man, and to her surprise she could feel her own arms wrapping around the woman's waist, fingertips hesitantly touching the soft skin on her back. 

Danielle's clothes were left in a trail on the way to the bedroom as Christine quickly bared her body, looking lustfully over the shaved mound and her huge breasts. Her own mound had a little landing strip of blonde hair, and her nipples were extremely hard as they rubbed against Danielle's body. As they lay on the bed, side by side, Christine took Danielle's hand and placed it on her breast, holding it there when Danielle tried to jerk away.

"Touch me," she said softly.

Slowly, gently, Danielle began to squeeze the soft flesh, marveling at its texture as she massaged it with her fingers. A camera in the corner of the room blinked a red flashing light as it recorded Danielle slowly, of her own initiative, bending her mouth down to the erect strawberry nipple. Christine moaned and ran her fingers through Danielle's blonde hair as her lips softly mouthed the nipple, hesitant and arousing. As she began to apply more pressure with her mouth on the woman's breast, Christine's hands were stroking up and down Danielle's body, light touches that teased and tantalized, she shivered as the fingers trailed down her belly, almost touching her shaved mound. 

Moving her mouth from one nipple to the other, Danielle found herself really getting into sucking the small bud, enjoying the moans and shudders of Christine. The other woman's hands were eliciting the most thrilling sensations from her own body, no man had ever aroused such heat in her pussy from playing with her breasts. It was as though she knew every secret spot of pleasure on Danielle's body and just the right way to touch it to make her giddy with arousal. 

When Christine took Danielle's hand and began sliding it down her stomach, over her mound, Danielle quivered a little with revulsion, afraid of what her fingers would find. It was soft, wet, very slippery... her fingers pushed inside the hole and curved along the nubby surface inside the other woman's pussy. To her surprise, it didn't bother her that much... and the effect on Christine when she lightly pressed her fingers against the walls of her pussy, actually turned her on a little... experimenting she slid her fingers out a little and then pressed them in again, starting to move faster as the other woman panted, her own fingers sliding down towards Danielle's pussy.

As nimble fingertips began stroking the outer folds of her pink pussy, Danielle moaned, her hips lifting off the bed involuntarily as her body reacted. Two fingers slipped inside her own pussy hole, and the two women lay on the bed pressing their chests together as their fingers worked busily inside each other's pussies. Christine started kissing her again, passionately, as her thumb started pressing against Danielle's clit. Mimicking her movements, Danielle managed to find the other blonde's own little love button and began circling it with her thumb and rubbing it gently. Bucking and moaning the two women shuddered, their lips occasionally meeting and tongues licking as they wriggled on each other's hands. Danielle felt a climax building inside her, and her own fingers started to move more quickly and more roughly in response; as her body bucked and she cried out in orgasm her own fingers clutched at the slippery flesh of Christine's pussy, igniting the other woman's orgasm.

Continuing to rub each other's pussies, they both rode out waves of pleasure, until their breathing was finally quieted and Christine pulled her hand away from Danielle's pussy.

"Mmm..." she said, smiling at Danielle as she licked her finger tips clean, "And now I'm going to show you why it's a lot more fun to be in bed with a woman." Getting up, she straddled Danielle's head and lowered her own to Danielle's pussy, laughing a little as she said, "You show me a man who's ready to go again this quickly!"

A pink wet tongue swiped along the entire slit of her pussy, and Danielle moaned. Above her was Christine's pussy, hesitantly, she licked Christine's inner thighs, trying to get up the courage to taste the sweet pink flesh that was leaking juices. Slowly working her way up the woman's thighs, she could feel tongue and fingers busily working up more slow heat in her own pussy. The tip of her tongue touched some of the juices that on Christine's outer lip, and retreated immediately back to her mouth where she contemplated the taste. It wasn't bad really, just different. Certainly no worse than any man's. 

Her tongue flicked out again, and again as she started to get into eating the pink softness of the other woman. As soon as she started to really lick and nuzzle at the other woman's pussy, the activity in her own pussy immediately went up a notch, and she moaned heavily as the heat started building a lot faster. Burying her own mouth into the wetness, she reacted by sucking and licking more frantically, her own fingers burying themselves back into the woman's hole as she tickled the lips with her tongue. 

The two of them were heaving and bucking again as their moans and the smell of pussy filled the air, Christine's hips were resting on Danielle's soft mounds of flesh, rubbing against her nipples as she moved. As the pleasure building in her pussy continued, she became more and more into eating the pussy in front of her, trying to give pleasure for pleasure, completely forgetting any reticence or disgust. Instead she eagerly drank down the other woman's juices, pressed a third finger into that tight hole, and worked her tongue frantically over the swollen clit.

Her whole body felt like it was on fire when Christine sucked her clit into her mouth, and Danielle muffled her scream of pleasure in Christine's pussy, sucking on her swollen clit as her fingers wriggled inside the hole. Immediately, both women were bucking their hips as they sucked each other's love buttons, Danielle had never had someone eat her out so skillfully - not even Jared the other night - and her orgasm just kept cresting higher and higher until she thought she might pass out from the sheer torment of the pleasure. 

Eventually, they both lay gasping and completed, and Christine maneuvered herself back around so that she and Danielle were facing each other again. Leaning forward, she kissed her, and they tasted each other on their lips. 

As Christine pulled away, Danielle felt oddly disappointed, and she lifted her hand to Christine's breast and pressed her mouth forward for another kiss. To Christine's utter delight, and Danielle's own amazement, Danielle did not make it home that night.



Contest Ch. 08



After her day of rest Violet was feeling much better and quite ready to tackle another task. She had no idea what Danielle would be up to, and she wondered what else Jared had put on her friends list. It had rather shocked her to find out that Danielle had give up her anal virginity - and enjoyed it! It might harder to beat Danielle than she had originally thought, although she was comforted in the fact that her friend seemed just as shocked by some of her own exploits. Talking on the phone she'd gotten rather hot listening to everything Danielle had done, dirty pictures of the buxom blonde running through her head. Well, if she just managed to win this contest then she would have her for a night even if she had to share her with Jared. 

Looking over her list, she winced at the choices left to her.

It was time to swallow some cum.

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Violet was moaning heavily as three dicks pumped in and out of her holes. She'd called Jared who'd arranged her to have a foursome with Hank, Ned and Brett - Jake was out on a business trip - and she was rather excited to be with the three guys again. They were all very attractive... and the thought that she might get to have Hank's long dick in her pussy had really gotten her going.

Showing up at the house she'd gotten rather aggressive, undressing them almost as quickly as they stripped the clothes off her body. It had been invigorating to have six hands running all over her body, all at once, stroking and squeezing. At one rather memorable point Hank had knelt between her legs, holding her up with his hands on her hips while Brett and Ned's mouths were latched onto her nipples sucking and their hands stroked her firm ass cheeks. Shaking and moaning with pleasure, she'd actually had her first orgasm within ten minutes of arriving at the house as all three of them pleasured her body. 

After that though, they were all already rock hard and ready to go. So, kissing Hank passionately as she pushed him to the floor, the other two were running their hands all over her body as she straddled his long black cock. Moaning as she lowered herself onto him, it felt like she was being impaled on a long hard pole as she slid her wet pussy down the long shaft. Brett stuck his dick in her mouth and she immediately began sucking on him energetically as she continued to press her body down the long way to Hank's body; behind her Ned was rubbing his hard dick against her back and groping her breasts roughly. When she finally bottomed out on Hank's dick her throat opened up even more and Brett managed to shove his dick entirely down her throat as the muscles convulsed around his hard shaft. Her head was tilted back as she moaned around the dick in her mouth, body quivering with the impending orgasm that she had worked herself up to just lowering herself down onto the huge cock.

With much regret, Brett pulled himself out of her open throat and switched placed with Ned... they'd all agreed earlier on what hole they'd be taking and he knew he wanted her ass... but the massaging of her throat muscles had felt incredible. As soon as Ned's dick was in front of her she began licking and sucking on the head, although she slowed as she felt Brett getting into position behind her, realizing his intent. 

Hand firmly gripping Ned's pulsing dick, she looked over her shoulder at Brett with imploring brown eyes, "Carefully please... that's an awful lot of meat to be packing back there."

Brett grinned at her and began to push his wet dick into her tight ass, Hank slowing his movements underneath her as her head hung and she panted as her asshole was stretched out again. The amount of cock in her holes was definitely getting her hot, even as she it was slightly uncomfortable and stretched. Hank began rubbing her breasts with his hands, they were so big that they almost completely covered her globes. Pleasure ran through her from her boobs to her pussy, making the discomfort of having both her holes plugged a little easier to bear. Slowly, as Brett slid home and her ass adjusted, the slight burning sensation in her ass started to feel as good as the heat burning in her pussy, her eyes half closed in pleasure she opened her mouth and pulled Ned's dick into her last hole.

Filling with hard cock, her body was shuddering as the three men started to fuck her in unison. Within minutes she was cumming again, her mouth completely swallowing Ned's cock as her moans massaged the hard shaft. The three men continued to pummel her holes as her orgasm clenched at them, wanting to hold off for a little longer in the half-Asian's hot body. Her mouth, pussy and ass were doing incredible things to their dicks as she came, her whole body clenching, bucking and spasming. As she came back to earth, their pumping thrusts kept her body sensitive and aroused, it was like a constant small orgasm as they continued to fuck her.

Nipples pinched tightly between Hank's fingers, her tongue lashed against Ned's dick, heavy suction actually making him the first to lose control. Gritting his teeth, he pulled his swelling dick out of her grasping mouth and grabbed the cup sitting nearby, watching Violet's small body flop in between her meat sandwich, he pumped his dick once and unloaded his cum into the cup. Then, panting for breath, he sat on the couch and watched as Hank continued to manipulate her nipples and breasts, her back arching to press them more firmly into his large hands.

Brett's hands were on her waist, holding her in place as his and Hank's dicks slammed into her holes in unison. Her ass was still incredibly tight, slick and her constant orgasms were making it pulse around his cock. Slamming harder and harder into her, the two men drove her towards another orgasm, making her cry out wordlessly as her body jerked and heaved between the two pistoning cocks. When her tight hole clenched down on Brett's cock again he couldn't hold himself back and the first spurt of his cum went straight into her dark hole, only then did he manage to pull out and pump the rest of his load into the cup along with Ned's. Looking on wistfully as Violet's body continued to grind against Hank's, riding the long dick in her heavy orgasm, he left the room to quickly wash off his dick. 

When he came back, Violet was still orgasming and calling out helplessly as her body shook hard in ecstasy. Hank never stopped moving beneath her and the two men wondered at his incredibly staying power... they didn't know that he'd actually already cum once at the very beginning and had just been fucked back to hardness with his dick embedded in her tight hole while all three of them had been fucking her. Finally Violet's breathing slowed a little and Hank lifted her off of him with Ned and Brett's help. Grabbing the cup he took Violet's hand and wrapped it around his dick, tiredly she moved it, her head leaning against his thigh while her tongue snaked out to lick his heavy balls. Spurt after spurt of white cum joined the previous two loads. 

Violet took the cup in hand... her first time swallowing cum and it was an awful lot of it. Smiling at the video camera, she tipped the cup towards her mouth and began drinking... salty and sticky it coated her mouth and throat as she swallowed, a little dribbling over her body lip and dripping down to her breast. She thought that it wouldn't have been so bad if it hadn't been for the large amount of it, her stomach felt a little nauseous... among other things.

Crawling over to Ned, she took his semi-hard dick in her mouth, and he moaned as her tongue fluttered over the head and shaft. Hank and Brett looked on in amazement as she slurped and sucked on the meat like it was a lollipop, teasing it to hardness with her tongue and lips. Pulling Ned down onto the floor she straddled his now rock hard dick and lowered her pussy onto it, making him moan as his dick was encased it wet warmth. Grabbing Hank, she began to slobber all over his dick as well, moving her hips on Ned's body as his hands ran from her breasts and nipples to her waist and back again. Hank took a little bit longer to get hard (as he had already cum twice), but her sluttiness and the skill of her tongue soon had him hard and moaning as she worked more and more of his long shaft into her throat. Pulling off the wet dick she smiled sexily up at him as her hand fisted the shaft.

"Put it in my ass, baby," her voice was throatily husky and immediately got him even harder. As he got into position behind her she reached her hand out towards Brett, who was already hard and stroking himself. Immediately he stepped up to find his dick guided into her mouth, where she began sucking him hard as Hank's long cock invaded her ass once more.

Danielle was not the only one to not make it home that night, Violet spent many hours with all three men until her pussy and ass were raw and leaking and she had swallowed two more loads of cum. Even after that she went home with brown haired Brett - the other two men claiming themselves to be way too tired to take her on, especially when they had work the next day. Lucky Brett happened to have the day off, and he spent a long night of pleasure with the horny brunette... and woke up to a very pleasant surprise the next morning when he opened his eyes groaning to find her bouncing up and down on his morning wood. He actually ended up calling his doctor and canceling the appointment which was the reason he'd had the day off. Later that afternoon, they also invited Ned back over. 



Contest Ch. 09



author's note: thanks for reading! This isn't really a rollicking conclusion... but I still had fun with it, I hope you do too!

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After both of the horny and oversexed girls returned home, Danielle glowing but shy when she told a shocked and aghast (not to mention jealous) Violet where she had been the night before, and listening as Violet related her own experiences, they both decided that they were done. They would both lose, in the main because they finally admitted to each other that not only did they need another day of rest now, but both of their two final choices were so repugnant to each that it might just be better to lose and give themselves up to Jared for a night. It didn't really bother Danielle - most of her thoughts were still on Christine - and now that Violet had been dominated a few times she didn't have the same antipathy to it as before. In fact, she rather wondered what being dominated by Jared would be like. Still, as her friend described her lesbian experience she couldn't help but wish that she could win and dominate Danielle.

The next day the two girls received an email from Jared telling them that they had until 11:59 that night to complete any final tasks, and that he'd expect them both at his house at 10am sharp the next day in order to finish things up. Danielle and Violet called each other again to reassure themselves that neither would be doing another task. They'd both be losers. In fact, to totally assure themselves of that fact, they spent most of the afternoon and evening together until it was far too late for either of them to go out and do a task. Wishing each other good night, they both went home to thoughts of what the next day would bring.

Violet in particular was rather antsy, nervous in fact. It wasn't that she wasn't willing to give herself up to Jared... but oh how she had wanted Danielle.

Sudden inspiration made her decision.

That night, at 11:50pm exactly, a surprised Jared opened his door to find Violet on his doorstep. And what a Violet. Her hair was done in two buns on either side of her head, emphasizing her Asian heritage, and her makeup was carefully applied; when she opened her coat she was wearing very little underneath. A black leather corset that propped up her breasts rather than covering them, and emphasized her tiny waist, smooth silk thigh highs that ran up her legs and showed off her shaved pussy wonderfully. 

Jared raised his eyebrow as sudden understanding came, "Come on in," he told her, "We don't have much time if you really mean to do this." Violet nodded and stepped into the house, shedding her coat as she went.

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The next morning Danielle arrived at Jared's house about 15 minutes early and was surprised to see that Violet's car was already there. Usually her friend wasn't early for anything. It almost made her a little nervous, except that there was no way Jared would let anyone cheat.

A smiling big black Jared opened the door, looking down at the shorter blonde cheerfully.

"Hi Danielle, come on in..." he stepped back so she could pass him, "We have a surprising development that we need to discuss."

"Surprising..." her voice trailed off as Violet walked around the corner, blushing and completely naked. Oh no... 

"Yes, a very surprising development." Jared's voice was like the voice of doom behind her, deep and amused, but to her ears foreboding and ominous, "You see, Violet came here last night a little before midnight and asked me to help her complete a fifth task."

"YOU!" Danielle was actually shaking with outrage as she glared at her friend, "How COULD you?! We made a deal?"

"Sorry," Violet said, a little ashamed but not regretful at all, "But I've wanted to play with you for a long time Danielle, and I couldn't pass up what might be my only chance."

Danielle glared, fists clenched, but then her heart sank as Jared's fingers ran down the small of her back.

"I think we should take this down to the basement." he smiled as he passed the wincing girls... they'd seen his basement before. Violet smiled too, and then turned away as Danielle stood in the foyer, pretty face sagging... for a moment she considered running away out the door... but a deal was a deal. She followed them to the basement.

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Not long afterwards her tears and moans were heading straight into Violet's pussy, she was eating her friend out as Jared paddled her ass from behind. It had started with Jared and Danielle finishing stripping down, then almost immediately Violet had propped herself up on a pile of cushions and had Danielle got on her hands and knees to eat her out. With her ass high in the air she made a perfect target and Jared had said so and then started spanking her with his hands. As her firm globes turned pink and she moaned into Violet's sopping pussy, he'd grabbed a leather paddle and began to spank her with that. 

Now her ass was bright burning red and she was sure she could feel heat emanating from it. She wasn't even really paying attention to eating Violet out anymore, her ass hurt so much, but it didn't seem like her friend noticed too much, she was soon rubbing her pussy all over Danielle's mouth and nose as she came. 

Danielle went through a lot that much, some much enjoyed some not at all. Violet laying beneath her and sucking on her clit and fondling her huge breasts and Jared's long cock pistoned in and out of her pussy. Jared and Violet sandwiching her, Violet with a large strap-on. The cropping that Violet had given her back and ass, the stinging burns as the long flexible rod whipped around her body because of its length. The many many minutes spent with Violet crawling all over her body, fondling, pinching and squeezing... the rather pleasurable mutual oral sex. At one point Jared had strung her up so that her arms were stretched wide over her head as he whipped her massive tits, Violet between her spread legs busily licking at her leaking pussy; right after that he'd gotten behind her and fucked her ass while fondling her sore breasts and Violet licked her to orgasm as he ravaged her ass. With her friend's body underneath her, she buried her face in the wet pussy, massive breasts pressing against Violet's belly as the girls licked and sucked. Her ass cheeks were burning from the earlier beatings and her tight hole was burning from the rapid thrusting of Jared's dick... and she was incredibly horny as she did the two sexual acts that used to disgust her the most. Shoving two fingers into Violet's ass, she drank her friend's sweet juices as she came beneath her, shuddering with her own climax just before Jared emptied a load into her ass.

It was constant orgasms and constant pain... when she finally stumbled out of the house the next morning she was covered in love bites, stripes, and some bruises... and her pussy was quivering from the amount of times she'd cum. Fulfilled despite the discomfort her body was now in, she sighed happily as she fell into her own bed and went straight to sleep.

In the house Jared slipped an arm around Violet. 

Looking up at him, she asked, "Why did you let me do it?"

"Other than the fact that you're mine for a week now?" he grinned at her, "And that you looked damn good when you came over last night?"

"But you would have had me anyway, for a night," she said, insisting on a real answer, "Why'd you lie about me doing the task?"

"Because," he said, lowering his face to her upturned one for a kiss, "I got to watch you with her, and now I get you for a week. Now come on, let's go rest up - you've got quite a week ahead of you."

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Two weeks later, on their first date, Jared and Violet ran across Danielle and Christine enjoying each other's company - and kisses - at the restaurant. Smiling broadly, the two happy couples waved at each other before settling down to their respective partners. 



Contest Extras Pt. 01



 Author's Note: After I published the alternate chapter for Contest, a reader requested that I re-write Chapter 9. Granted, a lot happens in that chapter and, as I was writing Contest for part of the Survivorphile contest and was more interested in quantity than quality at that point (although I did try to make sure that quality didn't suffer) I felt that it was a pretty fair request. Chapter 9's quality def did suffer and so I'd like to make up for that now. I didn't want to delete the chapter and replace it entirely, in case someone really enjoyed it as it was, so I figured I'd make it an extra... and then I realized how LONG it was going to be and I decided to break it down into parts. Here's part 1, enjoy!

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After both of the oversexed girls returned home, Danielle told a shocked and aghast (not to mention jealous) Violet where she'd been the night before and listened as Violet related her own experiences through the week. Hearing everything the other had been through, they both agreed that they were done. They were exhausted and sore. 

"Well both lose," Danielle pointed out. "But I'd rather us both lose than have to do either of the tasks I have left. I mean... seriously. I feel like Jared really fucked us up."

"Right?" Violet agreed. "I'd rather give myself up to Jared for a night, especially if you're going to do it with me." Now that Violet had been dominated a few times, she'd found that she had less of an antipathy towards it than she had before. 

The next day, they both received an email from Jared telling them that they had until 11:59pm that night to complete any final tasks and that he expected them both at his house the next morning at 10am sharp to wind up the contest. They texted each other, confirming that both of them would be taking the day to rest rather than doing another task. Violet went over to Danielle's house that afternoon, as extra insurance, and they spent the whole afternoon and evening together, watching chick flicks and just hanging out. When Violet left, she wished Danielle a good night, but she couldn't stop the antsy, restless feeling that had started to consume her.

It wasn't the losing... or giving herself up to Jared to dominate... it was that she'd really started fantasizing about dominating Danielle. She wanted her friend, but in a very specific manner.

Sudden inspiration made her decision.

She sped home, got herself ready, and arrived on Jared's doorstep at 11:50pm that night. 

His expression went from surprised, when he opened the door, to appreciative as his eyes traveled up and down her body. She had her hair done in two buns high on the back of her head, her make-up carefully applied to emphasize her Asian heritage, and she was wearing a trench coat that was partially opened to show the very little she was wearing underneath. A black leather corset propped up the small mounds of her breasts rather than covering them, emphasizing her tiny waist, and smooth silk thigh highs ran up her legs, showing off her bare pussy to perfection.

Jared raised his eyebrow as sudden understanding came.

"Come on in," he told her. "We don't have much time if you really mean to do this." His eyes flashed with sudden avarice as she nodded her head and stepped into the house, shedding her coat as she went.

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The next morning Danielle arrived at Jared's house about fifteen minutes early and was surprised to see that Violet's car was already there. Usually her friend wasn't early for anything. It almost made her a little nervous, except that there was no way Jared would let anyone cheat. That's why they'd chosen him to moderate the contest in the first place after all.

A smiling Jared, white teeth gleaming against his dark skin, opened the door, looking down at the blonde cheerfully.

"Hello, Danielle, come on in." He stepped back so she could pass him. "We have a surprising development that we need to discuss."

"Surprising..." her voice trailed off as Violet walked around the corner into the foray, blushing and completely naked. Oh no...

"Yes, a very surprising development." Jared's voice was the voice of doom behind her, deep and amused, but to her ears, forbidding and ominous. "You see, Violet came here last night a little before midnight and asked me to help her complete a fifth task."

"How could you?! We had a deal!" Danielle shrieked at her so-called friend, her breasts heaving with anger.

"I'm sorry," Violet said, managing to look a little remorseful although she wasn't exactly entirely sincere. "I've wanted you a long time Danielle... I want to dominate you and I just couldn't pass up what might be my only chance. I didn't plan it. I just... when I was driving home last night I realized that I had to grab hold of the chance while I could."

Danielle glared, her fists clenched, but her heart sank as she felt Jared's fingers run down her spine, coming to rest in the small of her back. Unlike Violet, she had integrity, and she would honor the deal. 

"Fine," she spat out the word. "What's first?"

Violet's eyes lit up. "First, I think we should go down to Jared's dungeon. And you're wearing far too many clothes."

******

Jared had put on music in the Dungeon. They didn't make Danielle perform a strip tease, but it was hard not to sway with the music as she disrobed. Both of them watched her with anticipation, Jared's huge cock already thick and at the ready, Violet's nipples pebbling with excitement as Danielle's large breasts were exposed.

"God, I've been waiting for this," Violet said, practically running to go and prop herself up on a pile of cushions off to the side. She spread her legs, revealing her dusky, dark pink pussy lips, her hands going to her breasts to squeeze and knead the small mounds. "Come here and eat me out, Danielle. I want your tongue in my pussy. Jared, spank her to make sure she does a good job."

Giving Jared a pleading look, hoping he would intercede, Danielle's hopes were dashed when Jared just shot Violet a look of amusement for her high handedness. She should have known that Jared would find that cute. Dammit. At least Danielle didn't feel such a huge aversion to sex with another woman after her experience with Christine. And Violet kept her pussy neatly shaved. 

Sighing, trying to remind herself that she wanted to show Violet what integrity looked like, she went over to her friend and dropped to her knees. She decided to go straight for the gold, since that's what Violet said she wanted. Without any preamble, Danielle slid her tongue up the center of Violet's slit, tasting the musky juices that had already gathered there. 

Moaning in appreciation, Violet spread her legs wider, her eyes glittering with pleasure as she watched Danielle's blonde head begin to bob between her legs. It looked so pretty and perfect there, her pink tongue working at Violet's pussy. Jared came up behind Danielle, kneeling down to rest his hand on her rump. Imperiously, even though she knew she was going to pay for it later, Violet nodded at him.

SMACK!

Danielle cried out into Violet's pussy, making her moan with pleasure. Pinching her nipples harder, Violet rocked her pussy against Danielle's lips and tongue as Jared began spanking the blonde in earnest.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

The sound of flesh impacting flesh, to the rhythm of the music, was so fucking hot. Violet moaned as she ground her pussy against Danielle's mouth, reaching down to slide her fingers into Danielle's blonde hair, arching her back as Danielle's muffled cries after each slap of Jared's hand vibrated against her pussy lips.

Danielle's ass wagged up and down as Jared's spanks turned her creamy cheeks pink, her licking becoming more frantic as he spanked her, knowing that he wasn't going to stop until Violet had cum. His huge hand covered a large portion of her ass every time it landed and he wasn't being gentle. Every swat stung and then throbbed, she could feel her ass jiggling after every blow, and the surface of her skin was starting burn like it had been lit on fire. 

Her moans and cries, the desperation in her licking as her ass got hotter and hotter, finally drove Violet to orgasm. Rubbing her pussy over Danielle's face, Violet cried out, writhing as she finally came on her friend, forcing Danielle to lick her through her orgasm. 

Jared's dark eyes glowed as he enjoyed the sight of Violet cumming, forcing the blonde's face into her pussy while she did so. Danielle's pink ass was tilted up towards him, so that he could admire her burnished cheeks, the winking star between them, and her pussy... which was shiny with her arousal. 

"My turn," he said, reaching down to grab a fist full of Danielle's hair, easily pulling her up towards him. 

Satisfied, Violet lay back on the cushions, panting and watching as Jared pulled Danielle up to her knees. Her lips were shiny with Violet's juices and she had a slightly dazed expression on her face. With Danielle's body turned towards Jared, Violet was able to admire the job he'd done on the blonde's ass. Smiling, Violet started to caress her own breasts, pinching her nipples and teasing her sensitive body in the aftermath of her climax while she enjoyed watching Jared pull Danielle's blonde head onto his big, black cock.

"Suck me," he ordered, his deep voice making both girls shiver at the absolute authority he exuded. 

Opening her mouth automatically, the salty taste of Jared's pre-cum and the musky, meaty taste of his cock mixed with the sweetly tart taste of Violet's pussy. Danielle groaned as her jaw was forced wide by the thick girth of Jared's dick, her tongue rubbing the underside of his cock. With the tight grip he had on her hair, he easily controlled her movements, forcing her head further down on his cock. Her hands came up to press against his thighs as she made a gurgling noise, choking on the thick length. 

Easing off for just a moment, he let her take a breath before he pressed forward again. "Relax your throat and swallow," he said, not unkindly, as he took a firm stroke into her mouth.

Danielle whimpered as the fat head of his cock popped into her throat, trying not to panic as the rest of him followed. Her head tilted to make it easier, her throat muscles working and massaging the end of his cock while he groaned, his fingers tightening in her hair. As he pulled out again, she relaxed, taking in deep breaths through her nose while she could, already knowing that he was going to fuck her throat again.

Suddenly, Violet pressed up against Danielle, her small breasts rubbing against Danielle's back, her hands coming around to cup Danielle's huge tits. 

"I almost can't believe these are real," Violet said with a laugh, her fingers closing around Danielle's nipples and pinching hard. 

As Danielle cried out from the sudden pain, Jared pushed his cock in deep again, and he began to thrust his hips, fucking her mouth and forcing his cock all the way down her throat with every stroke. Violet's cruel fingers pulled and twisted Danielle's sensitive nipples, making the tender buds throb and pulse. With Jared fucking her face so aggressively, Danielle couldn't move her hands from his thighs to try and stop Violet's assault on her breasts; she was trapped between the two of them. She could feel Violet's mound rubbing against her sore ass, as if the other girl was trying to get herself off that way - or maybe, as if Violet couldn't help but rub herself against Danielle because she was so aroused by what was happening.

Violet wasn't the only one who was getting more turned on. Despite the spanking, despite the burn in her throat as Jared used her mouth for his pleasure, despite Violet's cruel, pinching fingers, Danielle's pussy was becoming dripping wet. If she could have, she would have rubbed her thighs together, trying to get off, but she was too preoccupied with trying to breathe and with the exquisitely painful combination of Violet torturing her nipples while simultaneously rubbing against her sore ass.

"FUCK," Jared shouted, shuddering as he shoved his cock down Danielle's throat, pressing her head against his groin. 

There was nothing she could do, her cries vibrating against his cock, totally muffled by his thick length, her hands pressed against his thighs, as she felt him swell inside of her throat. Warm fluid gushed and her throat muscles flexed as she swallowed the jets of cum, filling her belly with heat. She screamed as Violet crushed her nipples, tears sparking in her eyes, making Jared groan and pulse as more cum spurted, leaving her gasping and choking as he finally pulled out.

Her lungs burned, her throat, her ass burned, her nipples burned... and her pussy burned with the aching need to cum.

"Well this was a good way to start," Violet said with lascivious cheerfulness. "Now let's tie her up."



Contest Extras Pt. 02



Danielle wrists hung from a hook that was suspended from the ceiling in the middle of Jared's Dungeon. The cuffs were soft leather and absolutely inescapable without help. While Jared had been stringing her up, Violet had been cuffing Danielle's ankles into a spreader bar, wide enough that her pussy lips were left open and vulnerable. As she'd secured Danielle's legs in place, Violet had given Danielle's pussy a quick lick, teasing her swollen clit, and making Danielle's hips buck. She'd started to beg Violet to let her cum, but instead, her friend had stuffed a gag into Danielle's mouth, securing it behind her blonde hair.

The petite Asian was enjoying dominating her friend, having Danielle entirely at her mercy, but begging bored her. She just wanted to toy with Danielle to her heart's content, without hearing any tedious pleas that she had no intention of granting anyway. Keeping Danielle aroused but not allowing her to cum seemed like karmic justice to Violet; after all, that's how she'd felt around Danielle for so long... lusting after her, but never being able to indulge in that lust. Now she was able to do whatever she wanted and she intended to enjoy it.

Off to the side, Jared sat down, watching, content to let Violet run the show for now. She hadn't been tall enough to secure Danielle's arms to the overhead hook, so he'd taken care of that, but now he just intended to enjoy watching the two gorgeous women. He'd already emptied his balls down Danielle's throat and he intended to do a hell of a lot more tonight, but he was also enough of a voyeur to be content sitting out for a bit.

With her body stretched out the way it was, Danielle's big tits were thrust out, her back slightly arched. The long strands of her blonde hair hung down her back, swaying gently as she shuddered while Violet started to play with her breasts. The smaller woman seemed to have almost an obsession with them, which Jared could understand. Violet's tits were much smaller, a nice little handful, while Danielle's mounds overflowed even his big hands. Danielle's nipples were already dark pink and hard from the cruel treatment they'd been given while she was sucking off Jared, but that didn't stop Violet from biting them as she sucked each one into her mouth. Jared could tell when Violet bit down, rather than sucking or licking the little nubs, because of Danielle's muffled cries into the gag. Just watching Violet tormenting her friend like this was already making his dick harden again.

"Yeah, these look like they're ready for clamps now," Violet said with satisfaction as she gave Danielle's tightly budded nipples a pinch. She ignored the pleading noises that Danielle made, going over to the drawer where Jared kept his collection and picking out one of the less severe clamps. After all, she wasn't a total sadist, although Jared apparently was. Violet shuddered just looking at a pair that appeared to have teeth. Ouch! The ones she picked out for Danielle were rubber tipped and adjustable, although Violet didn't loosen them much. She wanted them nice and tight on Danielle's sensitive nipples. 

The blonde's juices were already running down her thighs, and soon even more of her arousal would leak from her pussy, as Violet attached the clamps to Danielle's sensitive buds. The clamps were a tight, cruel pinch on her already abused nipples, and tears sprang into Danielle's eyes as she panted through the gag. What was it about her huge tits that made everyone want to abuse them? But at the same time, the pain was also getting her off. Her nipples throbbed, a direct line down to her pussy, and when Violet tugged on the chain connecting the clamps, Danielle's empty pussy clenched and spasmed, trying to cum. and failing.

Lightly running her finger over the tips of Danielle's nipples, which were now ultra sensitive thanks to the bite of the clamps around them, Violet grinned at her friend's shuddering reaction. 

"Well, that's your tits taken care of for now... let's do something about that pussy."

Danielle whimpered as Violet picked up a leather strip, about two inches wide and two feet long, including the handle. Swinging it experimentally a few times, Violet grinned at Danielle. The spreader bar had Danielle's legs wide apart, leaving her dripping pussy completely vulnerable. The already swollen lips almost looked like they were begging for attention, and Violet was ready to give it to them. 

Standing in front of Danielle, Violet swung the leather up between the other woman's legs . Shrieking into the gag, Danielle convulsed as her pussy pulsed, stinging after the blow. The leather had caught the length of both lips, making them feel even more swollen. They throbbed painfully.

SMACK!

The sound was wet, Danielle's arousal already transferred to the leather from the first blow. She screamed into her gag, pulling at the hook above her, desperate to cover her stinging, fiery pussy lips. 

SMACK!

To her shock, she orgasmed on the third one. Everything throbbed... her nipples, her clit, her ass, her pussy... but mostly her pussy. The slaps of the leather were so painful, and yet somehow they were also exactly what her body had needed, balancing out the pain from her other tender areas and mutating it into incredible pleasure. 

Violet watched her with fascination, setting the the leather down. She'd almost forgotten Jared was there until she heard his low moan. He was fisting his cock, watching as Danielle came, her writhing slowing until she hung from the hook above her, panting for breath. For a moment, Violet considered climbing onto Jared's big cock... but she was going to have plenty of that later. Still, she wanted to fuck something.

Inspiration struck her as she remembered seeing something that had surprised her in Jared's collection. After all, he was such a Dom... but yes, there it was. A strap-on, with a dildo attachment that would slide into her her and a large cock that she could fuck Danielle with. Perfect.

"Jared, could you take care of Danielle for a few minutes?" Violet asked, fluttering her eyelashes at him. The blonde was facing away from Violet and immediately started trying to twist around to see what Violet was doing, but she couldn't turn far enough.

Seeing what Violet had in her hands, Jared grinned, rising from his seat. His cock jutted out in front of him, hard and ready again, but he wanted to see what Violet was going to do first. Approaching Danielle, he looked her over, appreciating how damn good she looked, all helpless and soft after her orgasm. Her nipples had turned a dark red in the clamps and her pussy was a dark pink from its spanking. Fucking hot. 

Unlike Violet, Jared liked listening to a woman cry out, so he took off Danielle's gag before releasing her nipples from the clamps. She whimpered and then cried out as he sucked the tortured buds into his mouth, one by one, sending blood rushing back through the crushed tips. His gentle suckling eased some of the pain, but only so much. 

Once her cries had lessened, he moved his lips down her body, his hands sliding between her legs to cup her ass. He dug his fingers in rather cruelly, enjoying the sound of her moan as he knelt between her spread thighs, his tongue sliding between her pussy lips to taste her cream. Danielle moaned. Although Jared's fingers were harsh on her ass cheeks, which had finally started to recover from being spanked, his mouth brought only pleasure to her poor pussy. She rocked against his tongue, eager for more of his touch there.

His fingers slid back and he coated them in her juices before pressing two to her asshole. 

"Oh no!" Danielle squealed, twisting, but there was nowhere for her to go and his fingers pressed inexorably into her tight hole. Nothing had been in her ass since Karl had popped her anal cherry, and Jared's thick fingers stretched the nearly-virgin hole in a painfully pleasurable manner. She couldn't forget how much it had hurt when Karl had shoved his cock deep into her chute, but she also remembered how shockingly intense the orgasm had been when she'd cum. Right now she was having trouble deciding if she liked it or not, as Jared sucked her clit into his mouth while his fingers began working her tight asshole. Her body clenched as she moaned, whimpering as he twisted his fingers, making her sphincter burn as the muscle was forcibly stretched. He sucked hard on her clit and she jerked as the pleasurable tension built in her body.

Suddenly, Violet's hands were on her hips, moving down to her ass and pulling the cheeks apart. "Move your fingers, Jared, I want to fuck her ass."

"Nooo... please Violet," Danielle moaned as Jared's fingers slid from her hole, leaving it stretched and ready.

Reaching around Danielle's body, Violet pinched Danielle's sore nipples, making her shriek and push her ass back at Violet, like she was begging to be impaled.

"You thought you were a dirtier girl than me, didn't you?" Violet asked, lining up the thick plastic dildo with Danielle's ass. Her own pussy clenched around the thick cock attached to the inside of the hardness as she prepared to violate her friend. "You thought you were soooooo much more sexually adventurous... but you always thought you were too good for anal. You acted like I was so gross for enjoying it... but I know your secret, Danielle." Violet thrust, pushing the well lubricated cock halfway into Danielle's tight hole, enjoying Danielle's soft scream and the way her body shuddered against Violet's. "I know that you liked what Karl did to you."

Violet shoved the rest of the way in, filling Danielle's hole completely. The dildo she'd chosen was actually smaller than Karl's cock, but it still felt plenty big to Danielle right now. Tears, some of pain and some of shame, started to drip down her cheeks. She really had been kind of mean to Violet about liking anal sex in the past, and now it seemed she was going to pay for it. Her inner muscles burned as the dildo slid past them, back and forth, Violet moaning as she gripped Danielle's massive tits and used them for leverage, shoving deep into Danielle's ass with each stroke. 

"You girls," Jared murmured in amusement, shaking his head as he got to his feet. He had to bend his knees to line up his cock with Danielle's pussy. 

Looking up at him with pleading eyes, the blonde whimpered as he pressed the head of his dick against her pussy. Catching her mouth with his, he savored her scream as he pushed deep into her pussy, just as Violet was pulling out. 

It took a few faulty thrusts that filled Danielle to the brim before the two managed to get a rhythm going, Violet pulling out as Jared was thrusting in, Jared's cock receding as Violet's strap-on impaled Danielle again. Between them, Danielle was choking on sensation, completely overwhelmed by thrusting poles, the way she'd been completely and utterly filled. She'd never experienced anything like it. Both of her holes felt stretched to the maximum, she felt like she was so stuffed full that anything more and her body would have burst at the seams. Her tits rubbed against Jared's chest, his wiry hair abrading her sensitive nipples, while Violet began to spank and slap at Danielle's ass while she fucked it.

The line between pleasure and pain blurred as Danielle was used by her two friends, her body completely helpless to resist the assault, vulnerable to however they wanted to abuse or pleasure her. Her ass spasmed, her pussy clenched, and she screamed as her orgasm crashed into her, so much more intense than the one she'd experienced while Violet had been slapping her pussy. Now she was full, the slick glide of cocks rubbing over her nerve endings, sending her on a wave of ecstasy that had her seeing actual bright, white stars dancing in her eyes.

Jared and Violet kept fucking her, kept filling her ass and pussy, while Danielle's orgasm rolled on and on, leaving her choking and writhing between them. Just before she passed out, she felt Violet's assault on her ass become even more intense as Violet began to cry out in ecstasy. 

******

When Danielle woke up, she was lying facedown on a horse bench, which she was tied to, and there was a glass of water with a straw near her mouth. The sound of sex filled her ears. Greedily sucking at the water, she blinked and focused on Violet, who was on her back being soundly fucked by Jared. Danielle could only assume that he hadn't finished in her pussy before she'd passed out and had decided to use Violet for relief. Seeing her tiny friend being speared by the huge black cock, Jared's large body nearly covering Violet's completely, was really fucking hot. 

Violet was crying out, writhing underneath him, while Jared's tight ass clenched and unclenched as he drove into her, his big hands holding her wrists down above her head. 

Wriggling on the bench, Danielle could feel her pussy getting wet again as she watched, despite how sore she was. But she kept quiet... no need to get their attention right now. She was sure that they weren't done with her yet and her poor body could use the extra rest for as long as she could get it. 

Plus, she wanted to watch Jared fuck Violet some more.



Contest Extras Pt. 03



Once Jared had cum in Violet's pussy and the two of them realized that Danielle was awake again, their focus shifted back to her immediately. After she'd passed out while they'd been fucking her ass and pussy simultaneously, Jared had tied her down on a fairly comfortable horse bench and thoughtfully provided her with a glass of water and straw. Danielle had enjoyed her short respite, and the water. 

Now, Violet was back in her element, dominating Danielle while Jared watched. Her pussy was throbbing from the thorough fucking he'd given her, while his cock was still wet with Danielle's juices. It had turned Violet on immeasurably to have him switching pussies like that. Even though she'd cum while she was fucking Danielle's ass, the strap-on's built in dildo ensuring that, being fucked by a real cock was still way more satisfying. With his cum dripping down her leg, she picked out a nice looking crop from his collection of implements.

"What are you doing now?" Danielle asked, her voice filled with worry, from her place on the bench. It was conveniently situated so that Danielle couldn't see what Violet was doing. Violet had no doubt that Jared had it set up that way on purpose; he was definitely a sadist and would enjoy giving a sub a good mind fuck. 

"Finding a new toy to play with," Violet said, walking back so that she was standing directly behind Danielle. She brought the crop down hard on Danielle's ass. 

Since the spanking Danielle had received, her ass had returned to its normal, pale color, and the small, red print of the crop's leather end stood out against all that pale skin. 

"Ow! Fuck!"

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

A few more swats against Danielle's vulnerable backside and the blonde was already whining that it hurt. Violet rolled her eyes, of course it hurt, that was the point. And she could see how wet Danielle still was, and that she was getting even wetter as she was cropped.

"Please Violet, isn't there something else you'd rather do to me?" Danielle's voice turned sultry, as if she was trying to convince Violet that Danielle wanted to seduce her. Violet snorted.

"Jared, come here and shut this bitch up. She can clean my pussy juices off your cock so that I don't have to listen to her whine."

Gasping in outrage, Danielle still opened her mouth obediently as Jared fed her his soft cock. He hummed in pleasure as Danielle began to suckle on it. It was going to be a while before he was ready to cum again, but it sure as hell felt nice to have her mouth sucking on him, her tongue laving over the sensitive tissue. Especially when she let out a small cry as Violet landed the crop again - the vibrations felt fantastic and the view he got of Violet peppering Danielle's heart-shaped ass with the end of the crop was straight out of one of his fantasies.

The stinging swats flared and burst, making Danielle squirm in her bonds, but there wasn't anywhere to go. She hated that she could feel her pussy getting even wetter at the abuse, knowing that Violet could see it, but it wasn't like she could turn off her body's responses. About the only thing she could do was suck Jared's dick, which was very slowly growing harder in her mouth as he gently thrust, his fingers trailing through her hair. 

Danielle shrieked as the crop came down on the sensitive, aroused flesh of her pussy, her insides clenching in excitement. It smacked down again, against her clit, and she felt an insane burst of pleasure ripple through her. She was actually disappointed when the next blow stung the center of her ass cheek with a wet THWAP rather than back on her pussy. 

There was just something about being caught up in this giant sexual fantasy, where Violet and Jared were using her to pleasure themselves, that had her so turned on, it almost didn't matter what they would do to her, her body interpreted it as exciting.  

Peppering Danielle's upper back and buttocks with the crop, Violet would occasionally aim another swat between Danielle's legs, keeping the blonde on edge and needy. Her pussy stung every time, but it didn't matter, it always made her squirm with arousal. She sucked Jared's dick harder, until he was thick and hard in her mouth and her jaw was aching, but since it was the only way she could move, she didn't care. He was thrusting in and out of her lips, his fingers on the top of her head, just enjoying the slick glide in and out of her mouth, the way her throat muscles massaged the head of his cock and her tongue dancing along the underside. Having already cum twice, he was in no hurry to do so again and could just take his time and appreciate how damn good it felt. 

Violet's arm was tiring though, and she eventually dropped the crop, looking at Jared for guidance on what to do next. The big man grinned, still pumping his cock back and forth between Danielle's lips. "Let's lift her back up onto the hook. I wanna play with her tits."

That sounded good to Danielle, until she was back up on the hook, stretched out and immobile, and she realized that "play" meant "whip" to Jared. But even then, she couldn't curse him, because as the leather strands of his flogger snapped against her sensitive breasts, making her nipples swell, Violet was crawling between Danielle's legs and pressing her mouth to Danielle's throbbing pussy. The pain and pleasure was an exquisite mix of sensation that sent Danielle reeling. She cried out, thrusting her hips at Violet, which arched her back and offered up her breasts for Jared's flogger.

The snap of leather against her flesh stung and burned, but it felt so good too... like the caress of a rough lover. The sight of Danielle moaning and squirming, Violet between her legs, as little red welts began to raise on her breasts, was definitely inspiring to Jared. He wielded the flogger skillfully, snapping the ends against the tops, sides, and sensitive bottom of her huge tits, covering the creamy flesh with marks that would take at least a day or two to fade. Her nipples stood out, huge and swollen, as if begging for more punishment, even though she screamed every time the strands of leather snapped against them. Every scream sent a pulsing through Jared's cock and had Violet sliding her hand down between her thighs to play with her own pussy while Danielle's juices flooded her mouth. 

Once the creamy flesh of Danielle's tits were a bright red, with some raised welts across the sensitive flesh, her nipples so dark they were almost purple from the abuse, Jared put the flogger down and lubed up his cock while he watched Violet eagerly eating Danielle out. The blonde writhed with unabated pleasure now that the flogging had stopped, her mouth open as she panted for breath. Between her legs, Violet was squirming on her own hand, obviously playing with herself while she licked and sucked on Danielle's cunt.

Moving to stand behind Danielle, Jared lined his cock up with her asshole. The tiny hole was already sore from Violet's earlier fucking, but fortunately it was still stretched out too. Danielle groaned, the orgasm that had been so close subsiding as she suddenly had to deal with her asshole being stretched. Jared's cock was a little bigger than the strap on Violet had used, forcing her tight chute even wider, and her sensitive inner tissues burned. As if sensing that Danielle had gotten distracted, Violet suddenly sucked Danielle's clit into her mouth, making the blonde cry out and arch, pushing her ass further onto Jared's cock as the two sensations ripped through her. 

Her ass was so full and her pussy was so empty, and it felt good and it hurt and she needed to cum but she didn't know if she could... Danielle screamed as Jared's hands closed on her beaten breasts, the reddened flesh spilling out between his fingers, and he began to thrust up into her ass, riding the tight hole roughly. Tears spilled down her cheeks as the pain mingled with the pleasure, her frustration growing along with her need to cum and the elusive orgasm that seemed to keep slipping through her fingers. 

"Please," she begged as Jared's hands dug into her soft flesh, her breasts aflame from being beaten and now manhandled. She didn't know if she was begging to him to stop or to fuck her ass harder, to send her soaring to the peak of her climax. "Please!" 

She screamed with frustration as Jared pulled his cock out, leaving her shaking with need, her body clenching and aching. 

"Violet, go get on the bed." Jared's voice was full of authority and Danielle almost screamed again as Violet let her task unfinished. It actually felt like Danielle's clit had swollen to three times its usual size, she needed to cum so badly.

"Please, please, please," Danielle whimpered, repeating the word over and over again as Jared swiftly got her down from the hook. This time she knew exactly what she was begging for - she desperately needed to cum and she didn't care what he did to her body to make that happen.

Chuckling - which would be infuriating if she wasn't so overwhelmed by her arousal - Jared picked her up over his shoulder, carrying her to the bed and depositing her in the classic 69 position with Violet. Violet spread her legs immediately, one hand reaching down to push Danielle's face into her cunt while she went right back to licking Danielle's pussy.

Obedient, Danielle starting licking, moaning with relief as Jared's cock slid back into her ass. It was still sore from the rough treatment, but she needed to be filled. Violet's tongue laved against her pussy, teasing her clit, and making Danielle clench around Jared's shaft as he started to pump her hard from behind again. Her big tits rubbed against Violet's lower body, her ass cheeks starting to burn as Jared began a punishing rhythm that smacked his hard body against her already sore cheeks over and over again. His cock felt even bigger in this position, delving into her bowels and filling her up so completely that it didn't even matter her pussy was empty. 

Beneath her, Violet was writhing, highly excited by everything they'd done to Danielle and even more excited by watching Jared's big, black cock spearing Danielle's tiny pink hole so up close and personally. 

When Danielle finally started to cum, her screams of ecstasy into Violet's pussy were muffled even further as Violet used both of her hands to push Danielle's face against her cunt. She rubbed her pussy all over Danielle's open mouth, all the while sucking on Danielle's clit. Both girls were writhing in orgasmic ecstasy while Jared fucked away at Danielle's ass, waiting until they were wrung out from the waves of pleasure before he finally gave in to his own growing need.

Danielle's ass massaged him, gripping him tightly as she came, until she was finally sobbing into Violet's pussy with the overwhelming sensations. She squirmed on his cock, trying to get away from the pleasure that had become so intense it hurt, and that was when Jared finally gripped her hips tightly, holding her firmly in place while he pounded her ass viciously. The tight grip of her sphincter spasmed around him, the lube helping him force his cock back and forth in her grasping hole, the sounds of females driven beyond the point of satisfaction filling his ears as he finally groaned and shoved in, hard and deep, feeling her body convulse around him as he filled her bowels with his cum.

The whole room smelled of sex. Tucking in the soft female bodies on either side of him, Jared smiled happily as Violet nuzzled into his shoulder. Danielle was limp, already asleep, practically passing out the moment he'd pulled his cock from her tender ass.

It had been a good night.

******

The next morning, Danielle left after breakfast, still too worn out to even be curious when Violet said she was going to stay. She was sore all over, but satisfied too. Starting her car, a smile touched her lips... yeah, she'd done some things in the past week that she'd never thought she'd do, but she didn't regret it for a moment. The contest had been to prove who was more sexually adventurous - her or Violet. Personally, she felt like they were both winners. 

In the house Jared slipped an arm around Violet. 

Looking up at him, she asked, "Why did you let me do it?"

"Other than the fact that you're mine for a week now?" he grinned at her, "And that you looked damn good when you came over last night?"

"But you would have had me anyway, for a night," she said, insisting on a real answer. "Why'd you agree to lie about me doing the task?"

"Because," he said, lowering his face to her upturned one for a kiss, "I got one fantastic night with both of you, I to watch you and Danielle together, and now I get you to myself for a week. Why wouldn't I have said yes? The offer was irresistible."

The sadistic light in his eyes made Violet shiver in excitement. She didn't think he was going to make this week easy on her, and she was looking forward to it.