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Controlling Dawn Ch. 01

By: dawn1958



Please email me your suggestions and comments. This story was written for a young woman who had dreams, but no way of expressing them. I hope she likes my version of her story. 

Chapter 1

Brenda had been reading erotic stories for a few years. During a recent tour of her favorite story website, she stumbled across a writer who instantly hit a nerve. Dawn1958 posted stories about normal, everyday women who were blackmailed or humiliated into becoming a slave to some dominant master or mistress. Brenda was 31, single and a submissive woman exactly like many of the heroines in Dawn's stories.

The initial story to catch her attention was titled, 'Susan's Request.' From the first moment she read the story, Brenda was hooked. Susan's Request was about a college teacher who was deviously seduced by one of her foreign, exchange students named Kaz. The poor teacher quickly fell under her student's control when he covertly gained incriminating evidence, which he used to blackmail her. Then Susan had no choice, but to do everything the cunning college student demanded.

Brenda read chapter one and masturbated like a madwoman when the student took his teacher into a secluded picnic shelter and made her suck his cock. Before reading the stimulating story, Brenda was not the biggest fan of sucking cock, but suddenly she relished the idea. Her boyfriend, Ray, must have wondered what suddenly possessed her when she gave him a fantastic blowjob without his asking for the first time in their relationship.

What probably made the story so realistic to Brenda was how much the sexy teacher resembled herself. Brenda was 5'8", which was only a couple of inches taller than Susan. Her boobs were 34b and her nipples stood out like pegs whenever she was aroused, just like the teacher's. Brenda considered herself very timid and passive when it came to sex, identical to Susan. She didn't like to admit being submissive, to the point of wanting Ray to humiliate her, but Brenda knew it was true.

When she finished reading chapter one with a furious masturbation session, Brenda found the next chapter even more stimulating. The innocent teacher was forced to visit her student's apartment where she got the fucking of her life from the student plus two of his friends. Brenda felt all of Susan's desperation and her deep humiliation when one of the students christened her virgin ass. Everything that happened to Susan made Brenda shudder, as she empathized about how the women would explain things to her husband.

The horrors of all horrors happened to Susan in chapter three. Brenda found it impossible to control her fiery emotions when she read about the unscrupulous student taking Susan to a tattoo parlor. The student had the tattoo artist engrave symbols into the teacher's flesh and then he let the man fuck her brains out. Susan experienced the orgasm of her life on the tattoo table and so did Brenda when she fingered herself. Brenda actually felt both the physical pain and the mental anguish of the tattoos and the intercourse, as she read the story.

What made Brenda the most shocked was the fact she relished such a thing happening to her. She dreamed of her boyfriend forcing her to get tattoos and then having the tattoo artist strip her naked before treating her like a real slut. Somehow the humiliation of someone forcing her to act like a whore was profound and Brenda hesitated telling anyone about her dreams.

In the next chapter Kaz took Susan to a porno movie theater where she received the humiliation of her life. Brenda couldn't imagine being forced to suck a stranger's cock and have him blast a load of cum down her throat. When she read about a married couple joining the fray and forcing their sexual will on Susan, Brenda masturbated again. Her head filled with visualizations so powerful her belly felt every degrading caress, every demanding kiss and every filthy cock.

Brenda read the complete story and lost track of the number of times she masturbated. It seemed like every time the heroine had an orgasm, so did Brenda. Then she searched the website for other Dawn1958 stories and to her immense elation, she found many. She went from being the sweet, innocent Susan to being another teacher in 'A Teacher's Past.' This time Brenda was Kerri, a gorgeous physic's professor being blackmailed by a secret, student admirer.

Brenda explored another fantasy world and her obsession grew stronger with every chapter. It seemed like every waking hour Brenda was either reading a story or fantasizing about it. That was probably the reason her boyfriend realized that something was amiss. Ray noticed how Brenda seemed preoccupied with something on the Internet, as soon as she came home from work, so he decided to find out more. He easily found out about the story site when he searched the history on her computer.

When Ray read the Dawn1958 stories, he got the biggest boner. Not only did reading the overly dramatic eroticism make him horny, so did knowing his girlfriend had gotten aroused by the same stories. Filled with immense lust and desire, he quickly decided to push the issue. Ray waited for the right opportunity and then he hinted at the possibility of them reading erotic literature to spice up the sex in their relationship.

He confessed to an obsession with erotic stories and especially online sex stories. When Ray mentioned that he often used the same favorite site of Brenda's, she almost fainted at the sudden shocking revelation. Ray begged her forgiveness and he was so apologetic that she instantly forgave him. "I know exactly how it is," she whispered. "I have been on that site... found some of the stories extremely arousing."

Brenda decided to be honest with Ray in hopes it would lead to fulfilling some of her erotic fantasies. She couldn't believe Ray also read sex stories and never realized that she was being duped. Brenda had always felt guilty for using sex story sites, but suddenly it was a big relief, knowing her boyfriend did the same thing.

Ray pressed forward hoping Brenda wouldn't suspect his ruse. "I found this one author... a woman who writes the most sensual erotica," he said. "I got the biggest hard-on when I read one of Dawn1958's stories."

It was the most unbelievable coincidence, yet Brenda never suspected a thing. She fell hook, line and sinker when Ray continued the charade. He knew Brenda was naïve and would do almost anything he coaxed her to do. "You know how Dawn puts in her story that she likes receiving feedback? Send her feedback and see if you can become her fav reader. Maybe she'll write back and then you can find out more about her."

Ray even outlined the initial email, making it suggestive and promising as possible. Brenda sent Dawn the feedback and to her profound amazement, she received the friendliest reply. Dawn mentioned how she always appreciated feedback and that she was one author who responded to every email. She believed it was her obligation, as a writer, to acknowledge the comments about her stories, whether the feedback was good or bad.

When Ray saw the email, he instantly knew Dawn was just as gullible as his girlfriend. He let the new friendship build and flourish while giving Brenda subtle suggestions on what to tell the erotic author. Soon the two women were conversing on a daily basis and what they told each other was intimate and extremely personal. Weeks passed and Ray was overjoyed by how friendly the two became.

Brenda told Dawn all about herself including her past affairs with men and her relationship with her current boyfriend. Ray made sure she constantly reminded Dawn just how trusting she was and how much she appreciated the woman's honesty. Dawn appeared openly truthful about herself and even told Brenda about her family. She included details of her husband, Harvey, and their two daughters. Dawn also mentioned how she came up with the Dawn1958 penname and the email address of dawnharvey1958. She used her first name, her husband's first name and his year of birth.

Dawn was ten years younger than her husband and she had turned 40 a year ago. She told Brenda how she started writing erotic stories on a whim. One of her girlfriends used sex-stories sites and mentioned to Dawn that it was hard to find good, believable stories. The woman convinced Dawn to read some of the stories and the rest was history. Dawn read many stories and she found out that men who seemed to have very little grasp on what got a woman sexually aroused wrote most. Also many of the stories were poorly written with many spelling and grammar mistakes, which made them very difficult to read.

Ray's curiosity and desire to find out more about Dawn grew with each email. After the friendship between Dawn and Brenda grew into something special, Ray convinced his girlfriend to send the woman some pictures. He easily persuaded Brenda to let him take photos of her in many compromising poses so she could send them to Dawn. His ultimate plan was to establish an even greater trusting relationship between the two. Ray reasoned Brenda would gain Dawn's complete trust by sending intimate photos of herself and her boyfriend.

Ray tried to keep the first few pictures less explicit, but he couldn't resist temptation for long. He took a complete series of pictures of Brenda in every situation imaginable and very quickly persuaded Brenda to send nude ones to Dawn. Ray also managed to sneak a few of himself into the emails, which added greatly to his fervor. His favorite ones were of Brenda holding his pecker in her dainty hands and he made sure the photos did his manhood justice.

Both Ray and Brenda realized their sex life had been dramatically changed for the better. She no longer found blowjobs repulsive and even relished fondling Ray's cock before and after they had intercourse. Ray concluded his heightened enjoyment of sex was the result of Dawn's influence and his goal was to eventually meet the woman.

Over time, Dawn had sent a detailed description of herself, but it didn't prepare Ray for the first picture of the sexy goddess. Immediately after Brenda sent pictures, Dawn reciprocated. Ray was sitting at the computer with Brenda when they opened the attachments. The screen lit up with the first picture of what both deemed as one of the sexiest women anywhere. It showed a beautiful woman in a summer dress and it was very apparent that all of the seductive curves were in the right places.

Their hearts pounded when a series of picture flashed onto the screen. It showed a tall, dark-haired woman posing while on vacation and Ray marveled at the woman's incredible beauty. He couldn't take his eyes of Dawn's significant cleavage and he yearned to see more of the woman. He was utterly amazed at his good fortune of receiving photos of one of the sexiest women he had ever seen. After that, Ray couldn't stop taking pictures of Brenda. He begged his girlfriend to keep sending pictures to Dawn and he shrewdly kept ones of himself to a minimum, not wanting to be overly imposing on the woman.

After the barrier was broken, pictures traveled in both directions and it wasn't long before the pictures got more intimate. Ray encouraged Brenda to send ones of herself, which were revealing and with her wearing only bra and panties. When Dawn sent ones with herself scantily clad, Ray was stunned. "Sweet Jesus, honey, look at those tits... and those legs," he said, staring at Dawn's reflection brazenly displayed in a big mirror. "I love women dressed in black lingerie."

It wasn't long before all restrictions were eliminated. Brenda was the first to open an email one day, as Ray wasn't home yet, and she was flabbergasted by the woman's beauty. It gave her the best feeling, knowing that a person she had just gotten to know trusted her enough to send such intimate photos. Brenda never imagined the pictures would become incriminating, but that was because she didn't recognize Ray's evil nature. When Ray saw the naked pictures, he vowed to fuck the erotic author if it was the last thing he would ever do.

Ray secretly compiled a vast array of Dawn's pictures and he dreamed of using them someday. At the time he never envisioned that day would come so fast. Ray would forever remember March 31st as the most glorious day. That was the day Dawn's daily email arrived and he realized the woman lived nearby. Not only did Dawn live in the same state, but she lived less than one hour away, along interstate 5 in a city he visited frequently.

He had difficulty keeping his emotions in check, as his devious mind schemed for a way to get control over the erotic author. It took about a day for him to come up with the ideal plan. Ray envisioned the perfect screenplay, which was a seduction that could have been written by the author herself. The script had two submissive women and at first there was no clear indication which one was going to assume control.

When Ray scripted his plan to Brenda and explained exactly how he wanted her to act, she hesitated. She didn't relish the idea of tricking her friend and helping her boyfriend gain the upper hand over Dawn. Reluctantly she agreed to go along with Ray's plan after he reassured her that nothing bad would happen to the woman. Ray wanted his girlfriend to become Dawn's mistress and he was confident the woman would readily fall under Brenda's power.

Ray reiterated to Brenda that the one thing she mustn't do was show any weakness. His devious plan would have Dawn being the initial aggressor, but that would quickly change. Brenda actually found her boyfriend's scheme very arousing, as it allowed her to shed the customary submissive role for one that was extremely powerful. Ray dearly wanted to take control of the sex goddess himself, but he needed just a little more incriminating evidence against Dawn. His plan would be foolproof once he added a movie of the author being seduced by her devoted reader.

***

Dawn never suspected in a million years that such a coincidence would occur. When she found out that the woman she had corresponded with for the past few months actually lived less than one hour away, she felt a mixture of emotions. At first Dawn was afraid and scared that her safe, secure life would be compromised. Then after thinking about it more, she reasoned that Brenda was indeed a dear friend who she trusted.

It took about a day before the startling news set-in so that her various emotions settled down. The fears of her family finding out about her secret life disappeared and it was replaced with the great anticipation of actually meeting her devoted reader. When Brenda's email arrived with an invitation to meet, Dawn had already accepted the fact it would happen. She immediately replied to Brenda saying that she was very happy to get together and all of her reluctance was gone.

Ray ingeniously planned the rendezvous in a very public location, which he knew would alleviate most of Dawn's fears. When he drafted the email to advise the woman of the details, Ray planned for the relationship between the two women to escalate very rapidly. He wanted to gain Dawn's trust; therefore he didn't plan anything overly compromising or intimate for the first part of the date, which might scare the woman. Ray's ultimate goal was attaining enough incriminating evidence against Dawn so that he could blackmail her into becoming his obedient servant.

Ray found his scheme very stimulating and he constantly dreamed of getting the writer under his control. The meeting happened at the Top of the Hilton, which was a popular restaurant in downtown Seattle. The view was fantastic and sort of mesmerizing and Ray wanted the women to be awestruck, not only with each other, but also with the surroundings. Ray had Brenda sitting at a table looking out over the city when Dawn entered. It was the most memorable rendezvous, as they looked at each other, and then smiles instantly lit up their faces.

Brenda stood up immediately with her hand outstretched, as an invitation to her dear friend. Dawn noticed how the woman stopped breathing and held her breath the whole time it took her to walk over to the table. The greeting seemed slightly awkward at first, but that changed very quickly. Brenda's pretty face lit up with a warm smile and it seemed entirely natural to fall into each other's arms, as they hugged like long-lost girlfriends. The embrace was only broken because they didn't want anyone to think they were lovers and then they sat down across from each other.

The next two hours seemed to go by in mere seconds and the two women chatted like they had been friends for years. The meeting and also the conversation transpired with Dawn setting the tempo. She sort of suggested the topics and rambled on and on, most likely because of intense nervousness, which in the end put both women at ease. When the meal ended and it was time to leave, Ray was amazed at how abruptly things changed.

Brenda spoke up and her tone was not in the least bit suggestive. It was as if she stated a fact and Dawn immediately felt intimidated by the woman's strong demeanor. "I took the liberty of booking a room... so we can continue getting to know each other," Brenda stammered before regaining her confidence. "Now that I've met you... I want to get to know you better."

Dawn noticed Brenda's warm, inviting smile and instantly agreed. "Yes. I'd love that."

"I already have the key... lets go."

Dawn let Brenda take her hand and it seemed the most natural thing to follow the woman. She wasn't stupid and realized what would happen once they were alone, yet Dawn let her newfound friend lead the way. Any other time, she would have worried about being seen holding another woman's hand, but something was different this time. The younger woman seemed confident and happy to lead the way and Dawn never hesitated. She watched Brenda's seductive hips sway back and forth, as she walked, and it seemed to take forever to get into the elevator.

Dawn could not recall ever looking at another woman and imagining her naked. She stood beside Brenda in the elevator, as it slowly moved down to the proper floor, and all she envisioned was the nude pictures the woman sent her via email. She had to shake her head to clear the naughty photos floating through her mind and realized the woman was talking to her.

"You're a beautiful woman. Much more beautiful in person... than your pictures," Brenda whispered.

"I can't believe I'm doing this. In a hotel and going to a room... to be with another woman," Dawn responded.

Ray educated her well and Brenda knew when to take charge. Without warning, she twisted around and put her arms around Dawn. Pulling the woman tightly into her already fervent body, Brenda kissed her. The thought of the elevator stopping and someone seeing them made the kiss even more enthralling. Dawn felt the woman's tongue go into her mouth and she willingly let the kiss heat up. They felt the elevator jerk in preparation of stopping and that broke the close embrace. Both women were breathless when the door opened, but luckily there was nobody in the hotel hallway.

Dawn never suspected anything was wrong. She followed the young woman down the hallway and into Brenda's hotel room. Brenda proceeded across the room until she reached the bed and then she turned around. Dawn sensed the woman's unspoken desire for her to be nearby, so she slowly walked over to Brenda. They abruptly fell into each other's arms and once again Dawn could not resist the strong temptation to embrace her newfound friend.

If Brenda knew about the cameras positioned in the room, she never let on. Ray mentioned he was going to record the affair, but Brenda never considered what that meant. All she knew was that he rented the adjourning room and that he would stay in it during the probable seduction. Ray placed three small cameras around the room and hid them so well a person couldn't tell where they were. All three were focused on the bed, as Ray knew that was where all of the action would be. It was easy for him to feed the camera signals into the adjourning room so he could record everything on his laptop.


Controlling Dawn Ch. 01



Ray watched his naïve girlfriend follow his directions to a 'T'. She embraced her new friend and the heat radiating from Dawn's body instantly caused Brenda's temperature to soar. They kissed taking turns fondling and caressing each other's face and head with shaking hands. All of her life Dawn established and built a relationship before allowing anything intimate or sexual to occur. She never jumped into bed with anyone and it even took Harvey weeks to get into her pants.

Suddenly at the age of 40, things were different. The kiss heated up and soon an intense passion was emanating from each woman. When Dawn felt Brenda's hand on her chest, instead of pulling away, she moved in an effort to push her boob into the woman's groping hand. Brenda pulled back slightly and she started slowly unbuttoning the front of Dawn's dress, without any protest from the woman. Then she pulled the straps of the dress off Dawn's shoulders and let the fabric drift to the floor.

Dawn never dreamed that she would be half naked, standing in a hotel room with another woman. Her head spun out of control, but everything happened in slow motion. Brenda's fingers searched for the hidden clasp of the lacy bra and hurriedly the flimsy garment vanished. When Dawn agreed to meet her online friend, she did so with the understanding she was in-charge. Dawn fully intended on controlling what happened, as Brenda had given every indication that she was totally submissive, but all of a sudden she became unclear.

Dawn stood in front of Brenda, seemingly succumbing to the woman's mysterious control. She saw the smile of approval written on Brenda's pretty face and merely stood motionless, letting things happen. Dawn never moved as the woman stripped her panties, rolling them off her flared hips and down her shapely legs. Then they embraced again and Brenda's arms moved in a frantic attempt to remove her own clothes. In a matter of a few seconds, Brenda was in bra and panties, as the women fell against each other.

When Dawn felt a hand on her tummy, she arched her back to give Brenda more room. The woman's fingers caress her pelvis with loving tenderness before swooping into her crotch. Nothing as severe or as shocking had ever happened to her. Dawn couldn't prevent her legs from spreading and then she felt it. Fingers touched her in places that only her husband was allowed to touch. She held her breath when her puffy labia were separated and she didn't know if her legs could hold her upright, as the fingers got bolder. Her entire body trembled, as her spirit floated out of her body, and flew across to the charming woman who was somehow seducing her.

***

Ray stared at his computer in disbelief. The sexy woman didn't try to move away, but she voluntarily opened her legs wider. Ray watched when his girlfriend pulled the tiny bud out of the immense wetness and he marveled as Brenda twirled it around vigorously to make the woman's hips thrash wildly. The cameras didn't miss a thing and he was positive Dawn was getting overly aroused. If Ray thought it was going to be a short 15-minute love affair, he was joyously mistaken.

Ray could tell Brenda had a firm hold of Dawn's clitoris and she was squeezing it in a loving fashion. He noticed Dawn go up high on her toes and how she wrapped her arms around Brenda's neck, holding on for dear life. Ray heard loud moaning and he wasn't sure who was uttering the desperate sounds of lust, but that didn't matter. It had to be the quickest orgasm in history. Ray was flabbergasted when the dark-haired beauty rose higher on her tiptoes and it was obvious something was happening inside her guts.

He watched in awe when his girlfriend's fingers caressed the pink pearl until the mature woman climaxed. Dawn's back arched and her head rolled backwards, as the earth-shuddering orgasm burst from her belly. Her dreams of being a mistress or an aggressor in the secret relationship were suddenly shattered. Dawn desperately wanted to close her legs and stop the intense molestation, but that was impossible. It was Brenda who was in-charge and Dawn realized for the first time in her life that she had a mistress.

Ray watched the magic show, making sure every animated scene was recorded. He wondered what had gotten into Brenda. She was never the aggressor. Suddenly his girlfriend took control of the beautiful woman and they both slithered slowly onto the bed. Brenda never released the tiny clitty and her molestation turned Dawn into her sex slave. The two women rolled on the bed with Brenda keeping her thigh between Dawn's legs so the shapely limbs remained apart. Just as Dawn thought it was over, the sneaky woman squeezed the jewel with all of her might. Then Brenda pulled hard on the clit and Dawn thought she had lost the valuable gem.

Her crotch was on fire; her hips jerked and then thrust madly at the woman's hand, as more spasms rocketed through her loins. Every time Dawn put up an arm or hand to protect herself, Brenda sternly slapped it away. "Oh gawd, it hurts. You're hurting me."

The woman's hopeless cries made Ray hornier. His girlfriend was in control. "Your body... your tits... your cunt... I love them all," Brenda whispered. "From the first email I knew you were different."

"Oh please, don't hurt me... please not so rough."

Brenda knew they were pleas, which were meant to arouse, not gain sympathy. She shoved one of Dawn's luscious tits into her mouth and then used her teeth to demonstrate her brutal power. Her sharp teeth would most likely leave marks, but Brenda bit Dawn's succulent boob anyway. She felt the woman's arms thrashing around, but realized it was merely for show. For the first time in her life, Brenda was the strongest; she was the mightiest, never thinking that would happen in a million years.

She held the engulfed titty between her teeth and rolled the throbbing nipple with her tongue. The urge to fuck her slave was too strong to resist and Brenda rammed her long, middle finger into Dawn's precious opening. Brenda banged the woman's clitty with the palm of her hand and she finger-fucked her with a lost abandonment. "Please, you're hurting me, please, not so hard."

"You don't want me to stop... do you?"

The request took Dawn by surprise. 'No,' she thought, 'I don't want her to stop.' Although Brenda was rough and abusing her, Dawn realized that detail was not disturbing her; it was the fact she craved the abuse and yearned to be taken by a powerful mistress. Any mistress, even one she had just met.

Before she could react, Brenda kissed her hard on the lips. The kiss instantly turned bestial and Dawn felt her belly going into severe convulsions. A second orgasm within such a short time seemed unthinkable, but Dawn questioned her resolve. Her legs stiffened and shot out to the sides when the woman buried not one, but two fingers deep inside her burning inferno. Dawn lost control much to the delight of Brenda and also Ray who was glued to his monitor, but there was no mistaking the onrush of an untimely climax.

Brenda yanked hard on Dawn's upraised pelvis and ravaged the helpless woman with her fingers. Dawn thrust her hips at the woman. Her entire body shuddered in a purely random fashion, without any real rhythm, and Dawn realized that she belonged to someone else, someone other than her husband! Suddenly Brenda stopped the finger-fucking. She seized the delicate clitoris with her fingers and pushed the bud into the bony pelvis, until she heard a cry of protest.

Abruptly nothing else mattered to Dawn. All of her erotic writing and all of the times she masturbated while telling a story couldn't prepare her for the dramatic climax. The mountain of lust was high and she teetered a long time at the top before succumbing. Many of her stories included moments of animal passion, but Dawn never imagined it happening to her.

Brenda felt the telltale sporadic jerks and she swiftly shifted gears. She released the throbbing clitty and inserted her finger into the defenseless opening again. Brenda rammed her finger to the hilt, banging the palm of her hand into the open slit at the same time. Brenda began a finger-fucking that Dawn would remember the rest of her life. The woman pounded her finger in and out and ensured it was curled enough to rake across the most sensitive G-spot. Each slap of the already raw clitoris brought renewed energy to Dawn's hips and the woman thrust wildly at her mistress.

Dawn never imagined that an orgasm could last so long or be so incredible. There were mistresses in many of her stories, but none seemed as strong or as determined as Brenda.

Ray watched probably the most illustrious ending to any sexual conquest. His eyes opened in admiration when the random jerks of Dawn's hips indicated the last few spasms shooting through her body. Then his girlfriend's body went into convulsions. Brenda merely wrapped her muscular thighs around one of Dawn's and she humped the leg like a horny dog. Her hips started moving up and down, as she pulled the woman's thigh deeper into her crotch. Brenda felt her wet labia separate and then the velvety thigh pressed against her tender clitty.

Ray refused to blink for fear of missing something. He witnessed another fantastic climax, as Brenda used Dawn's leg to ravage her pussy until her reservoir was drained. Ray noticed how Dawn managed to lift her leg slightly, enough to bring joy to her friend, as the two women remained locked in each other's arms. He watched the final scenes of lesbian lust and cleverly finished recording the love session before popping the disk out of the computer.

With the incriminating DVD in his fingers, Ray was filled with confidence. His face was etched with the biggest grin, as he waved the disk in the air. "The final piece! Now my little sweetheart... you're mine," he whispered. "Dawn, sweetheart! This disk... all of your emails... all of your pictures, and all of your erotic stories make you my sex-slave."

***

When Ray first planned the devious seduction of the erotic writer, he thought it would take months, even years to get enough evidence to blackmail the woman. In fact, he wasn't sure of any victory. Then everything fell into his lap so easily that he wondered if it wasn't a dream. When he stumbled across the reality his girlfriend read erotic stories, at the time it made him very aroused and stimulated.

Ray never dreamed it would lead to such an overwhelming success when he begged Brenda to write Dawn. Now his plan was simple. First he would sample the sexual rewards by screwing Dawn in every way imaginable. He reasoned that all of the incriminating material against Dawn made it too daunting for the woman to resist his blackmail demands. Then he would force the woman to become the heroine in each and every one of her erotic stories. Ray got thoroughly aroused, fantasizing about watching Dawn act out the intense humiliation, and seduction in every one of her erotic adventures.

Knowing Dawn was a respected, middleclass mother of two who was happily married made the whole affair extremely exhilarating for Ray. He realized the blackmail would most likely jeopardize his relationship with Brenda, but Ray deemed the reward was worth any price. The truth he was only with the woman because she was a steady fuck made him chuckle. Ray loved that Brenda was overly submissive, but he would gladly sacrifice that to have sex with Dawn.

The fact Dawn wrote stories about blackmail and humiliation made it even sweeter for Ray. There wasn't a thing she could do to stop him or her secure middleclass life would be ruined. Dawn would succumb to the devastating blackmail just like the women she wrote about and Ray knew it. He didn't have to do much coaxing to get Brenda into setting up another date with her memorable author. At first Dawn refused to meet in any place that was not public, but after much persuading, Brenda eventually talked her into coming to her home.

The timing couldn't have been better. Dawn's husband was on a two-day business conference, which meant she had plenty of free time. She wouldn't have to explain to Harvey that she would be out Friday evening, very possibly until quite late. The emails between the two women continued to be very intimate and suggestive to the point of bringing the topic of a threesome into the relationship.

Dawn was surprised when Brenda told her about her boyfriend's fantasy of being with her and another woman. The proposal quickly filled her with exciting expectations and she wasn't sure how to handle the sexual innuendo. She included such vicarious experiences in many of her stories, but never imagined them happening to her.

Dawn never said yes to the woman's proposal, but she also didn't say no. Ray made sure that every email from his girlfriend included a mention of a threesome, so it was constantly on her mind. The pretext of Brenda's invitation was so the two women could enjoy a friendly dinner, yet both knew it would not stop there. When Dawn dressed for the evening, she did so anticipating the night out would progress to include sexual activities.

Ray planned everything right down to the point in the evening when he'd join the two women. He stayed out of sight while Brenda was the gracious hostess and dreamed of experiencing his first threesome. It took all of his patience to remain hidden when the women ate and chatted during the meal, as if they were the best of friends. Brenda was well aware of her boyfriend's plans and she was apprehensive, knowing she was deceiving her dearest friend.

***

Ray's devious plan was letter-perfect. When the two women left the dining room for the living room, he waited until they were seated together on the sofa. Then he entered and stood in front of them, acting very sure of himself. He immediately proceeded to explain his blackmail scheme and then outlined all of the damning evidence against Dawn. She listened to his tale and got sicker and sicker, as Ray told her about each piece of incrimination evidence.

Dawn would never forget how she was blackmailed. Ray's left hand was filled with papers and photos while he waved a DVD in the air with his right hand. Then the man began the most theatrical explanation. Ray dropped one story after another onto the coffee table, which was right in front of the women. First it was At The Movies, Susan's Request, Controlling Sarah, A Teacher's Past, An Email to Jennifer and a copy of every story Dawn had written.

Ray had something witty to say about each story and every comment seemed to turn Dawn into a paler shade. She almost fainted when the first naked photos floated onto the coffee table. Picture after picture was tossed on the table and Dawn suddenly couldn't remain still any longer. "I trusted you. How could you?" She looked into Brenda's teary eyes feeling even more desperate.

"I'm so sorry. He made me... forced me to do it," Brenda whispered.

"But... but," Dawn said. Then she realized her friend was like her and easily controlled by such a cunning man as Ray. She glared at Ray trying to put on the bravest face. "So! So you have stories and pictures. I'll deny I wrote the stories and say that the pictures were taken by some greedy, dirty bastard without my permission."

"I thought you might try something so I have this," Ray said. He waved the DVD at her and then promptly popped it into the player, which was within reach.

Even before anything came on the screen, Dawn dearly wanted to escape and run out of the house, but something about the man's confident manner kept her seated on the sofa. The first scene came on and she immediately recognized the hotel room where her infidelity began. She heard Brenda sobbing beside her and the sofa actually shook, as the woman broke down. "I'm sorry... so sorry. I didn't know he would go this far."

It was purely a motherly reflex action when Dawn reached her arm around the crying woman. Why she tried to comfort someone who had betrayed her was a mystery, but Dawn did feel sorry for Brenda. She also felt like crying, as the scenes flashed before her eyes. Ray cleverly started the movie at the most incrimination section and Dawn's eyes opened wide when she watched herself in the throes of a shocking climax.

There would be no lying or no excuses for this. She was in the arms of another woman and going through what looked like the worlds biggest orgasm. Her life was ruined if anyone saw the movie and she merely sat motionless on the sofa. Suddenly Brenda's arms were comforting her and Dawn felt a little better knowing she still had one friend. The only sound in the room was loud moaning coming from the television and they simply added to her sick feeling.

Dawn listened, as her world seemed to crumple right in front of her. "Sweetheart. What do you want," Ray asked? "Something that will give you lust... desire... pleasure... satisfaction, or something that could destroy everything you have?"

Dawn stared into the man's strong, demoralizing eyes. There was no compassion, merely a determined desire to win. It seemed like the world was closing in fast and her heart started to race out of control. When Dawn's face flushed and her temperature rose, she felt devastated by the man's overly confident demeanor. She tried to open her mouth and respond to Ray, yet she couldn't.

Ray took a step closer, but kept his eyes burning into Dawn. "You know what I think," he whispered. "I think you'll choose lust!"

The absolute worst nightmare of her life was overwhelming. She huddled beside the woman who she considered a good friend, but it didn't help. Then Ray reached out and started running his fingers up and down her bare arm, causing her to tremble with great anxiety. "If it's money you want... I'll pay you," Dawn whispered. "Anything... I'll pay you any amount."

"Oh, you'll pay... but it won't be money."

"Please, don't do this. My life will be ruined."

"Don't worry, honey. No one has to know. No one has to know you were fucked by another woman... or another man."

"But... but I can't cheat on my husband."

"Honey! You already have. You got fucked... finger-fucked by my lovely girlfriend. Remember, I have it all recorded."

The man was right and Dawn shivered in expectation. "Dear gawd, you can't do this to me. Please, you just can't."

"Honey, it's every man's dream to watch two sexy women together. That was nice... what happened in the hotel, but now I want to watch it firsthand." To make matters worse, Ray pointed at the movie, which was still playing.

Dawn glanced towards the screen and noticed the scene was presently at the stage where she got royally finger-fucked. The damning movie sent shivers up her spine, as she witnessed animal lust. The camera angle was perfectly set to catch the entire front of her body and Dawn wondered if Brenda might not have purposely left the view unobstructed for the camera. Then Dawn realized Ray had more than enough incriminating evidence against her.

The feeling in the room was eerie, as everyone was affected in a different way. Dawn continued staring at the screen and she wondered if there was an easy solution to her dilemma. Ray promptly poured everyone a drink and then he turned off the lights, trying to improve the mood. He left the two women sitting on the sofa and the television emitted the only light, which left a very serene affect in the room.

Ray had outlined his plan to Brenda in great detail and now it was her queue to act. He left what happened entirely up to his girlfriend and his only demand was that the two women have sex so he could watch. When Ray shoved the drinks into their hands, Dawn and Brenda immediately drained the glasses. It was sort of a mutual feeling that they needed to relax and a nice, stiff drink seemed like the perfect remedy for their nervousness. Ray refilled the glasses and then he drifted off the side in an effort to remove any stress or pressure on the women.




Controlling Dawn Ch. 01



Dawn felt a warm sensation float through her stomach, causing her arms and legs to become a little tingly. The alcohol seemed to put her more at ease, but the movie was still playing audaciously on the screen. It was a mixture of erotic images and animal sounds over the speakers that attracted her attention, which allowed Brenda to gain the upper hand. Dawn stared in disbelief when the scene progressed to where she thrust her leg between Brenda's legs and used her thigh to bring satisfaction to another woman.

Dawn sat on the sofa feeling more helpless by the minute. It was impossible to change the past and the future seemed overwhelming to her now. Although she felt Brenda's dainty hand slip under her blouse, she kept staring at the movie. Dawn didn't move when the woman's fingers lightly caressed her heated flesh until they reached the lacy bra. She held her breath, but her eyes remained riveted on the screen, as Brenda's fingers lifted the bra and cupped her right boob. The woman didn't waste time fondling or teasing and her fingers surrounded a hardened nipple.

Dawn merely sighed when she realized there was no alternative, but yield to the cunning seduction. All of a sudden she felt a determined nudge and signal that she should raise her arms. Dawn acted more like a zombie, as her arms came up, and in a heartbeat her blouse and bra were yanked up and over her head. Left shivering and almost naked, Dawn opened her mouth, as if to protest, but suddenly she was kissed. She lost sight of the humiliating movie and fell back against the leather sofa from a stern shove by Brenda.

Maybe it was the booze; maybe it was the blackmail, or merely the fulfillment of an erotic fantasy, but Dawn didn't struggle or protest. She lay back on the sofa allowing Brenda's head to swoop down to her chest. Dawn felt her inflamed nipple go into the burning mouth and then the skillful tongue went to work. Brenda's tongue rolled the enlarged bud back and forth and then her teeth clamped down on the erect nipple. Dawn almost screamed when Brenda bit hard, but it was stifled when the woman's hand swiftly slipped into the waistband of her skirt.

At the time it was a reflex action when Dawn sucked in her tummy, which gave plenty of room to Brenda. The woman thrust her hand deep into the panties until her fingers hit the immense wetness. Dawn's legs were together but there was still room for Brenda's fingers, as they carefully slipped between the soaked labia. Dawn's heartbeat quickened, yet she was a long way from racing out of control.

The journey was one to remember. Dawn felt like the end was a long way off, yet her tummy couldn't stop swirling around madly. Then the woman forced Dawn onto her back and quickly stripped the rest of her clothes. Brenda quickly returned to the passion pit and she used two fingers to pry the labia apart. When she tenderly slipped the upstanding clitoris between her fingers, Brenda squeezed the captured clitty until Dawn's entire focus was on her crotch. Suddenly betrayal and being unfaithful didn't seem so bad to Dawn.

The woman was on a mission. It took Brenda approximately 30 seconds of vigorous twisting of the clit to get Dawn where she wanted her. Brenda slammed the quivering legs apart and she dove for the heart of Dawn's soul. Her mouth immediately closed over the honey-hole and Brenda used her tongue like a small penis.

Dawn arched her back so she could reach the woman's head, which she gingerly put between her hands. She had a fleeting moment where she held Brenda's head trying to display her resistance, but suddenly all seemed hopeless. The woman merely raked the tender clitoris with her sharp teeth and then gobbled the entire pussy-hood into her hot mouth.

Dawn threw herself backwards, as her belly went into convulsions. She was vaguely conscious of Ray who whispered encouragement to his girlfriend, but then her full awareness was on the intense lust. Nothing else mattered, not the guilt, not the shame, only fulfillment. Brenda held the clitoris firmly with her teeth and used her tongue to caress the swollen morsel. She gave a new meaning to the term finger-fucking. Brenda had her long middle finger and forefingers buried and Dawn felt something threatening, which banged against her asshole.

Dawn had no idea how big her clitty was but it felt big enough to explode. The onrushing orgasm sapped all of her strength and seemed to last forever. She heard loud slurping noises, yet she didn't associate them with the expert cunnilingus. Her body was sweat covered causing it to slip and slide all over the leather sofa until her vast internal reservoir emptied.

When her body was completely drained, Dawn didn't resist or try to move away. Hands rolled her onto her side and then forced her off the sofa. She didn't fall on the floor but landed on top of Brenda who had her arms outstretched. The woman caught Dawn with her arms and cradled her in a most loving fashion. Both women were still emotional and aroused and it seemed like the most natural thing to kiss. As the kiss heated up and tongues intertwined, Dawn voluntarily fondled Brenda's breasts. First one boob and then the other until she was satisfied both nipples were extended and hard.

Dawn realized that she had blinders on at the time. She should have known what would happen when she was prone and lying between Brenda's splayed legs. Even without vast experience Dawn knew what to do. She had her fingers on either side of the swollen labia, spreading the pink lips apart. Dawn stared at the puffy clitoris for a second or two before moving forward to engulf the bud with her mouth. She sucked only the clitty into her mouth and rolled it around with the tip of her tongue.

Then she put her finger at the opening by her chin and felt the woman flinch in anticipation. When she inserted two fingers into the honey-hole, Dawn had to let go of the pussy lips and hang onto Brenda's thrashing hips. The woman was already riding a roller coaster before the cunnilingus and it didn't take long for her to reach the pinnacle of desire. An orgasm burst so fast that Dawn barely had time to drink the abundant juices flowing out of Brenda's belly.

Ray took her by surprise, which Dawn would never forget. She was on her stomach bringing ultimate joy to her dear friend and then her legs were spread apart. Suddenly her hips were jerked upward and her knees were positioned about one foot apart on the floor. "It's time, Honey. Time your belly was filled with my prick."

For the first time in her life, Dawn contemplated being unfaithful to her husband with another man. There was little consolation in the fact that she had control over Brenda because any power she had was gone in a heartbeat. The woman was obviously intimidated by her boyfriend, but Dawn realized that she was as well. Brenda had tricked her yet Dawn easily forgave the woman, blaming what happened on Ray.

On her knees with her head still in Brenda's crotch, Dawn didn't do anything in particular to Brenda, as the woman's lust had taken over. She had no way of seeing Ray's wild-eyed awe and the evil grin on his unruly face. Dawn would always remember thinking the man was going to rape her, yet she wondered what Ray looked like. Secretly she had imagined his manhood, but never seen his cock. Suddenly the man rubbed the head of his penis up and down her vulnerable soaked crevice and she couldn't stop him.

Dawn had a hard time breathing, first from the cunnilingus, and then because her heart was beating so rapidly. The anticipation of what she thought Ray would do to her had a drastic affect on her emotions. Then Ray paused with the tip of his cock directly at her opening. He held his cock at the entrance of her pussy for an eternity and seemed to trigger mini tremors erupting so deep inside that they rocked her whole body.

All of a sudden she felt the man's strong fingers digging into her rounded hips. Ray seemed to hold her absolutely still while he gingerly poked her with his hard cock. Dawn held her breath and waited, but he was far too shrewd. Ray was well prepared to prolong his stamina, as he had masturbated when the women ate, and then he swallowed a little blue pill. He wasn't going to miss out on the best night of sex of his life, so he wanted it to last a long time. Ray had only taken Viagra twice before and knew it would enable him to stay hard for hours, which was what he needed on this night.

One thing would haunt Dawn the rest of her life. She had the strongest desire to see it, to look at Ray's cock. Her head filled with visions of the most stellar manhood, which throbbed and pulsed like crazy with her dainty fingers wrapped around the thick shaft. Then she felt it. Dawn couldn't breath and she merely stiffened every muscle in her body. Slowly and almost daring her to retaliate, Ray thrust his hips forward an inch at a time. When he felt the hottest inferno surrounding the entire length of his rod, Ray paused for the briefest moment.

Dawn felt the strange cock inside her reserved being. She knew enough not to move or assist in any way, yet her hips seemed to be ruled by something foreign to her. Abruptly Ray squeezed her waist enabling him to gain the best hold of her flared hips. He jerked his hands back at his pelvis just as he rammed his hips forward. All the air came out of her lungs at once and she was powerless to stop what happened. Dawn felt Ray's random thrusts and pumps indicating his lose of control, yet she didn't hesitate when the initial spasm shot through her loins.

Never in her wildest dreams did Dawn imagine herself having sex with someone other than Harvey. Suddenly she realized her inner being was being filled with a stranger's cum and it proved the end of her willpower. Her hips jerked wildly; seconds later her hips jerked again and then they went out of control. Dawn experienced shame, but she pushed backwards anyway, and yearned for every inch of the male cock buried inside of her womanhood.

"Oh baby, oh baby. Keep shoving that cunt at me, baby. Like that... just like that."

"Oh gawd, why?"

"Sweet Jesus. What a great fuck."

"No. No."

"I knew you were a slut when I read your stories. A slut who can't get enough cock."

"No. It can't be."

"Christ baby. You're cumming like a slut... the biggest slut."

"Dear gawd, not like this." The convulsions rocked her body and ravaged her mind, as the orgasm soared to staggering heights.

"Baby. Oh, baby, you're the best fuck... ever!"

The loud sound of her bare flesh slapping into Ray's was deafening and it seemed to add to her downfall. Her face was fully etched with joy yet it looked like pain to any onlooker. Dawn experienced sex like never before and she held nothing back. Her mouth gaped wide open in an effort to get more air and she emitted animal sounds, which were not very ladylike. Dawn was long past caring about acting morally and the ecstasy took control of her spirit.

Ray didn't care if he hurt his girlfriend's feelings. His only concern at that moment was to relieve the great pressure on his balls, which were very swollen. The earlier handjob when he jerked himself off had helped his stamina, but nothing lasted forever. Every time he thrust his cock to the hilt and pulled back on Dawn's hips, he jettisoned cum deep into the burning inferno. He continued pumping his hips wanting the intercourse to last an eternity and it seemed that it did to the battered woman.

Dawn's upper body was on the floor with her face turned sideways, so she could breathe. Ray used her knees, as a balance point, and he rocked her back and forth in tune with his pumping hips. It was the first time Dawn realized the doggie position allowed for such great penetration of a man's cock. She might have saved a little dignity if it wasn't for Brenda's cunning molestation. The woman lay on the floor beside Dawn and her hands kept up a constant assault.

Brenda not only fondled the hanging tits, she thrust one hand into Dawn's defenseless crotch. She coveted one tiny morsel, which was left exposed because of Dawn's precarious position. Brenda pinched the clitoris with her fingers and watched the woman's stomach heave frantically in and out, as the obvious lust flourished for the longest time.

In the end there were three totally exhausted bodies intertwined on the carpeted floor. Dawn had an inclination to clean herself or at least put some clothes on, but that never happened. She was too tired to do anything and merely closed her eyes, as if to shut out the rest of the world. Visions of what had transpired and of her infidelity flashed into her head, but her brain was too weary to keep them for long.

The most astonishing incident of the evening happened much later. The stimulants Ray had taken were still working and he shoved his rock-hard cock in Dawn's face. Ray demanded she give him a blowjob much to her trepidation. Dawn had on occasion given her husband one, but not regularly. She wasn't fond of having the sticky chizz all over her face and body so she didn't like sucking cock. Abruptly Ray rubbed his hard-on across her cheek and then he rolled onto his back in absolute readiness.

Not only was it the first time she sucked another man's cock, but also it was the first time that she joined another woman in such fornication. If such a thing had happened before this affair, Dawn would have been totally repulsed. Suddenly she had a thick, hard cock in her fist and held it up in the air as if presenting a proud prick for someone's approval. Dawn took turns with Brenda holding Ray's stellar cock and sucking it, as the foreplay drove Ray crazy.

Ray was in his glory with two sexy women paying homage to his illustrious manhood. He often received good blowjobs from his girlfriend, but he preferred the way Dawn did it. Her teeth seemed to get in the way and raked across the flared rim on the head of his prick, which drove him crazy. Ray would always remember the moment when he climaxed. Dawn's mouth was over his cock at the time and she was sucking it tenderly with two or three inches inside her steamy mouth. She proved a real trooper, as her cheeks puffed out, and then she heroically swallowed every ounce of the creamy cum.

Near the end Dawn was literally knocked away from his cock by Brenda who craved some for herself. His girlfriend managed to drink the last few spurts, as the terrific blowjob drained his tank. Even when she was younger and dating Harvey, Dawn never experienced an all-nighter. Certainly she couldn't phantom a sexual encounter lasting for so many hours. It was by mutual agreement that the night end when it did and Dawn got dressed in a hurry.

Dawn glanced at her watch, as she dressed, and saw it was almost six in the morning. The good thing with her husband out of town was that she didn't have to answer to anyone for getting home so late. The drive home was somber and one that seemed to take forever, as Dawn couldn't get something out of her head. It was a vision of not only being unfaithful but of her actually experiencing numerous orgasms with a man and a woman. To make matters worse, she felt the residue draining out of her precious womanhood and knew it was male semen staining her panties.

***At the movies - The First Hour!

Dawn felt sick. She could still hear what Ray said at the end of the worst night of her life. "You'll hear from me. I'll email you during the week and outline my blackmail demands." Ray had no qualms about using the term blackmail, as he wanted Dawn to know she was powerless, and that he controlled her destiny. "Let me warn you. I don't like being disobeyed. The only way to keep everything a secret is to follow my demands."

Now Dawn stared at the computer screen and at the message boldly stated in the email. Ray's note was long but Dawn tried to get through it without crying.

'Friday night was beautiful and I'm sure by the way you reacted that you had a fantastic time. I can still see you quivering during your orgasm when my cock was buried inside your belly. Can you remember that climax???'

Dawn paused for a brief moment trying to recompose herself. Her head filled with visions of how she actually experienced an earth-shaking orgasm with a stranger. A man who was not her husband! She vividly remembered being on her hands and knees in spectacular doggie fashion and acting like an animal. It took numerous head shakes to get the images out of her mind so she could continue with Ray's email.

'I've given it a lot of thought and my blackmail demands will have you acting as the heroine in all of your stories. Don't worry about Brenda. She'll do anything I ask and in fact she will even help out if need be. Hell, she loves your pussy just as much as I do.'

Again Dawn paused hoping it was all just a bad dream. 'I think the first time should be a reenactment of your first story. So, Diane! This is what I want you to do and what I want you to wear.'

Dawn could see the man's evil grin when he called her Diane, the heroine from her very first erotic story. She felt sick to her stomach and couldn't imagine doing something so immoral. Diane was a married woman who went to an Adult Movie theater and had sex with strangers. Then Dawn read the rest of the email in shocked dismay, as she learned all of what Ray demanded. The closing line would haunt her forever. 'We'll go out on a date. You, me and Brenda!'

When it came time to get ready for the dreaded rendezvous, Dawn had a hard time getting dressed. Not only did she have to wear only a blouse, skirt and shoes, but also she had to dress is such a manner without raising her husband's suspicions. Ray selected a Friday evening, which gave her over a week to prepare so that part was good. The hardest part was telling Harvey a boldfaced lie. Dawn wound up telling him that one of the girls from work was getting married and all the girls were going out to celebrate.

Dawn left the house that night feeling very guilty. It was the first time she had done such a thing that might jeopardize her marriage, but she met the couple at their home as ordered. She knew it was futile to argue with her blackmailer so she turned to Brenda, hoping for a miracle. "Dear gawd, help me," she pleaded. "Don't let him do this to me... to us!"

At the time, Brenda couldn't look at Dawn. She had betrayed her dear friend and she was well aware of being too intimidated by Ray to fight against his control. "He has so much... pictures, stories and movies," Brenda whispered. "But he's promised not to let anyone see them if we do what he says."

Ray grinned at the two women and listened to the wasted comments. "C'mon. Let's go to the movies. Did you know 'At The Movies' is one of my favorite stories? 'At the Movies'... staring Dawn and Brenda."

Dawn glanced back and forth, from Brenda to Ray, before she reluctantly followed the couple out to their car. The drive to the movie was quiet with everyone thinking ahead to what possibilities there were in a darkened, secluded theater. When they parked, Dawn's heart started beating a mile a minute, which caused her to feel weak-kneed. She prayed for some kind of salvation knowing the chances were high that she would be forced into something dreadful.

Dawn wasn't sure why Ray did what he did, but she assumed it was to humiliate his girlfriend while showing her that he was in complete control. When they entered the theater, he immediately selected seats at the rear. Ray sat between the women and seemed to delay things until they were filled with intense anxiety. Then he grabbed Brenda's hand. "You wait here," he whispered to Dawn. "We'll get to watch my little sweetheart give some guy a blowjob."

"But I thought," Brenda whispered.

"Thought what? That you weren't going to suck some cock," Ray replied. "I want both of you to be porno stars."

"But... but." This time it was Brenda's turn to look at Dawn for some kind of intervention. Both women knew they were powerless to stop Ray, yet it gave them solace knowing they continued to fight. Dawn watched the couple make their way down three rows and then sit beside a male patron. She noticed how Ray whispered in the man's ear and seemed to assure the man that his dreams had come true.




Controlling Dawn Ch. 01



Dawn shivered feeling Brenda's despair. Ray left his girlfriend sitting beside the man and he returned to his seat beside Dawn with the biggest grin on his face. "His name's Rod and the guy already had his cock out," Ray whispered, shocking her out of dreamland. "Guess some guys don't give a shit whose watching. He swears to make sweet Brenda swallow a big load of chizz."

Dawn merely glanced at Ray knowing there was nothing she could do. Then she turned and watched the stranger go to work. Much to her dismay, the man lifted Brenda's blouse and exposed her boobs. Then he slobbered all over the illustrious 34b's making enough noise to draw attention. Dawn glanced around to see many of he moviegoers were now watching the private exhibition instead of the porno movie.

"I thought you'd like to watch first. Before becoming Diane... the movie slut," Ray whispered. "Look! Two more guys are joining Rod."

Dawn watched in shock and awe, as Brenda became a pawn for three, sex-starved strangers. Although she wrote about a married woman ravaged against her will in the same type of environment, Dawn didn't think actual indiscretions were possible. All of a sudden she watched as Brenda was forced to suck cock. The woman didn't have time to secure her blouse and one of the men groped her exposed tits much to the delight of the rest.

It was easy for the men to shift Brenda off the chair and between the rows of seats. She was forced to kneel between Rod's splayed legs and the man crudely shoved his prick into her face. Rod banged his cock against Brenda's lips hard enough to make them open and then he shoved the entire head into her hot mouth. Dawn noticed Brenda's head bobbing up and down on the man's cock and it was very evident that a blowjob was underway.

Probably the worst part of the gross experience for Dawn was watching the two other men openly fisting their hard cocks in anticipation of getting them sucked by a sexy woman. The two men sat beside the pair and there was no effort to hide the fact they were masturbating. Suddenly Brenda coughed and sputtered and Dawn realized what was happening. Rod's hands were around Brenda's head and he held it firmly positioned on top of his throbbing cock, which spewed molten cum.

There was no respite for Brenda. Once she finished drinking Rod's filthy cum, she was quickly rolled between a second man's legs. Even in the dim lighting, Dawn noticed Brenda's face had tearstains and there were other stains around her mouth. She thought there was a hint of compassion in Brenda's eyes when they stared at each other for a brief second, but then Brenda was forced to suck another cock.

Dawn had never witnessed such brazen molestation. Brenda would most likely be black and blue after being roughly bounced all over the confined area. The man receiving the blowjob gasped and moaned with great elation and it didn't take him long to reach the end of his stamina. Meanwhile the remaining man fisted his prick, as if there was no tomorrow, and he impatiently waited his turn.

Dawn thought Brenda's turmoil couldn't get more degrading, but she was wrong. The woman was red-faced when the last man shoved his erection in her face. He grabbed a big handful of her hair and pulled hard enough to indicate he wanted her to suck his cock. In a flash his cock was inside Brenda's mouth and it appeared to go down her throat. There were choking sounds, but they disappeared quickly when the man yanked his pulsating erection out of her mouth. 

The man curled his fingers through Brenda's hair and jerked her head backwards. Then he blasted cum all over Brenda's pretty face without any regard for others that may be watching. Ray found the scene thoroughly alluring, but Dawn merely stared straight at the dramatic masturbation, wishing she was somewhere else.

While his girlfriend was satisfying three horny moviegoers, Ray waved his hand in a beckoning motion at a nearby man. In a flash, the stranger was beside Dawn and she felt trapped sitting between two rugged men. What transpired would remain with Dawn for the rest of her life. Ray reached forward and introduced himself and offered his sweetheart to the man. "My wife's sister is the woman sucking that man's cock over there," Ray whispered, pointing towards Brenda. "Now my wife wants some cock of her own."

The man showed more eagerness than patience. "I've heard of this fucking happening... but never thought it would happen to me."

"Honey! Show the man," Ray whispered. "Undo his pants... take his cock out and show the man."

"Gawd, not here, please."

"C'mon honey, don't disappoint the man. You know we agreed." Then Ray gave the man permission. "She likes her tits felt. Go ahead... feel the best tits in the city."

The man didn't need a second invitation. His hands were all over Dawn's chest before she could ward them off and Ray even assisted. Dawn struggled in vain, as her arms were quickly pinned at her sides, and then Ray unbuttoned her blouse. The stranger must have thought he was in heaven. "Sweet mother! What a set of knockers. Man! You're wife's got the biggest... juiciest tits."

His head was on her chest and all she could do was sit still. Dawn almost squealed out in agony when the man's sharp teeth raked one of her precious nipples. She looked towards Ray, but it was obvious he was not going to help her out. "My sweet Diane has the wettest cunt. Man, I'm not pulling your pisser. Go ahead! Reach under her skirt... my wife won't mind."

Dawn stared straight ahead trying hard to not display her apparent discomfort. Then she glanced around to see if anyone was looking and much to her horror, Brenda and the three strangers were switching seats. In a flash they moved to the row in front of her and all four ignored the movie. They turned in their seats and watched what was happening to her, which heightened her anxiety.

The stranger didn't need another offer. His hand shot down and under her skirt. "Open your legs for the man," Ray whispered, as he put his face next to hers. He spoke soft and so low that only Dawn could hear. "I said open your legs!"

"Please, no."

"Do it! Spread those beautiful legs, or else. Do you know what will happen if you disobey me?" Ray paused, but kept his lips pressed against her ear so his conversation was very private. "I'll fucking leave you here with these horny bastards."

"Ray, dear gawd, no!"

"I'll tell them my dearest wife wants an orgy," he whispered. "I'll say you're living out a gangbang fantasy and all you want is to get fucked by strangers."

It took Dawn a split second to react. She pondered Ray's demands and quickly decided she was far better off if he stayed with her. Dawn reluctantly obeyed. She reasoned Ray was serious and besides the stranger surely assumed she was a willing participant since he had just molested her boobs and freely groped her crotch. Her legs spread and all of a sudden the stranger's hand cupped her precious pussy. Without any foreplay, the man shoved his finger inside her opening and Dawn felt the ultimate humiliation.

Dawn desperately wanted to close her legs, but she resisted the temptation. Ray continued whispering in her ear and he used threats to ensure she was well aware of his control. She was the perfect puppet. Only she heard the disparaging orders and any disobedience meant the blackmailer would ruin her life. Then she noticed the four leering faces in the next row and the animal lust sent shivers of despair up her backbone.

Suddenly her ordeal worsened. "My sweet wife gives the best blowjob, ever," Ray said to the stranger. "Go ahead. Whip out your cock. Whip it out, man, and my wife will show you what a great cocksucker she is."

Dawn stiffened with the urge to get violently sick. Then she thought about what was happening and quickly decided that this was her best option. She reasoned that two, or maybe three blowjobs and her nightmare might be over. Dawn almost came out of her chair when the stranger embedded his finger to the hilt, as he envisioned Ray's revelation. Then he took his cock out.

That was the moment Dawn realized Ray was the most unscrupulous man she had ever met. He displayed power over his supposed wife by pushing Dawn towards the stranger, as the man waved his cock in the air. "Suck it baby. Show him what a great cocksucker you are."

Her movement was not voluntary, as Ray grabbed her by the head. He guided her head into the man's lap and it was impossible to stop the disgusting sex act. Ray smashed the flared head of the stranger's cock against her lips, which forced her mouth open. In an instant the man's cock was inside Dawn's hot mouth and she either sucked or suffocated, much to the delight of the onlookers.

The only thing going through her disillusioned mind was the possibility of getting caught. What would Harvey or any of her family think of her? Dawn frantically grabbed a firm hold of the prick to prevent it being rammed down her throat and then she tried to suck the man off as fast as possible. She could only imagine what it looked like when she pumped her fist up and down the stranger's thick shaft and kept the head buried deep inside her mouth.

Luckily the man's stamina was sapped by the previous events and in no time she felt his stomach heaving in and out in anticipation of blowing his load. Dawn involuntarily squeezed the throbbing cock for whatever reason and that added to her swift disgrace. Her chokehold prevented ejaculation for a brief moment, but then the burning lava exploded out of the cock. The flood gushed down her throat and she coughed and sputtered trying frantically to catch her breath.

The onlookers stared in awe at the marvelous spectacle. Suddenly Ray twisted her lower torso and then he lifted her skirt. Everyone's focus shifted from the illustrious blowjob to Dawn's brazenly exposed bare ass, which was totally irresistible. Dawn was powerless to stop Ray, as he openly caressed her ass-cheeks. She almost swallowed the stranger's cock when Ray thrust his hand between her legs from behind and instantly groped her defenseless crotch.

Dawn only imagined what it must have looked like to the onlookers. Her blouse still gapped open and her boobs swayed around like crazy, as the stranger filled her mouth with hot cum. Her skirt was up around her waist and her entire backside was exposed to the crowd. What made it ever worse was Ray's overzealous molestation, which rocked her torso around like mad.

She lost track of time. Like any bad incident or horrible nightmare, glimpses of what happened would always be locked in her memory. Even though Dawn tried to forget the sordid incident, some details still made her shudder. She never knew which man fondled her breasts. The man was rough and on a mission to accomplish his dreams in a matter of seconds. He felt her up with both hands on her tits and then seized both nipples with his overbearing fingers. Her precious buds responded by getting extremely hard and erect even though she didn't feel any stimulation from the crude groping.

When Dawn finished with the stranger, she was forced to suck another cock. Ray directed another stranger to take the first man's seat and then he demanded action. There was no hesitation or anything vague about Ray's demands. "Suck it, baby. Show the man how much you love sucking cock." Her head was shoved into the man's lap and in one swift motion his cock was inside her mouth.

Dawn would not easily forget any of the raunchy particulars that happened during the theater affair. She complied with Ray's wishes and gave the stranger a blowjob. Then the man switched positions with another man who demanded equal satisfaction and he too received the most memorable lip service. When Dawn sucked the man's cock, she tried to make herself presentable or at least less seductive, but it didn't work. While she was captive and busy satisfying a man's desires, another stranger took liberties.

"Spread'm!" The comment still sent tremors through her body, as the man ordered her to spread her legs. Dawn remembered having a man's face between her legs and although she was preoccupied, she imagined what others must have thought. Even in the restrictive environment, the man managed to get his tongue between her labia and he let everyone within miles know he was licking a whore's cunt. She would never forget the most degrading time of her life and it was the happiest moment when Ray said it was the end of the chapter.

***At the Movies - The Second Hour!

They departed the main theater with Ray walking between the two women. When Ray told Dawn and Brenda that the evening wasn't over, they merely shivered in great disbelief. "They have a small theater... for private showings," he explained. "Now it's time for my lovely girls to perform for an audience."

It was Brenda who spoke up. "Ray! For the love of God, you can't be serious. We've done enough. Please don't do this."

Ray completely ignored his girlfriend's pleas, as he shoved her towards a door. "Dawn's story has more, much more. Now it's time for another chapter," he said with a snicker. "Sweetheart, this cost me a lot of money, but I'm sure to get it back once these perverts see some pussy."

Both women were stunned and they simply stood beside the blackmailer, as their feet seemed nailed to the floor. Ray opened the door and he used defining gestures to get them into a small room. Brenda and Dawn took the room in with concerned glances and there seemed to be an aura that sent panic through both women. Bright spotlights were directed at a raised platform, which was made up like a big, messy bed. The covers were strewn around and it was obvious that Ray expected them to perform on a stage.

"Ray, you said just the theater... not this," Brenda pleaded. "I've... we've done everything and more. Please not this." She was afraid to say more for fear of Dawn finding out that she was in on Ray's initial blackmailing scheme.

Again Ray ignored her pleas. "Don't worry about the cops. I've paid for a private showing and only the four guys who sat with us are invited," he whispered. Ray had a big grin on his face and his confident manner made Dawn weak in the knees, as he motioned towards the bed.

Brenda was as shocked as Dawn. One complete wall consisted of a mirror, which was obviously made of two-way glass. At the moment, the light was on in an outer room and there were silhouettes of three or four men moving around behind the glass. Dawn could hear them talking and loud comments about being able to watch two sexy lesbians made her shudder.

Dawn was more interested in the outer room and failed to recognize Ray plotting her downfall. He whispered instructions to Brenda who was overly concerned for her own safety and willing to do whatever Ray demanded, as long as it was in her best interests. Before Dawn had time to react, Brenda along with Ray's assistance guided her across the room to the bed. Any struggle seemed hopeless to Dawn, as the couple each grabbed one of her arms, and quickly removed her blouse. Then to her despair, Ray held both of her arms while his girlfriend stripped Dawn's skirt.

If being stripped and left shivering wasn't bad enough, Ray punctuated her humiliation in a hurry. "I'll leave you two lovebirds alone. Show the guys a porno show they won't forget," he whispered. "If it's good... and I mean really good, then I won't turn the horny bastards loose."

"I can't. I just can't do anymore," Dawn whispered.

"Look honey. You either perform and put on a show the guys, love, or I'll give hubby a movie he won't soon forget."

"No. Please don't do this. I'll pay you."

"Save your money, honey. I promised the guys they could watch two of the sexiest lesbian sisters."

"But I'm not."

"I don't give a shit. You're sexy... you're naked... and you're the horniest bitch I know. So do it, or you'll regret ever meeting me!"

"No, please no."

"The guys are waiting and you've pissed me off with your silly-ass delay. Now you have to climax. Orgasm when my darling girlfriend eats you out, or else I'll let everyone of these bastards fuck your ass."

The door slammed shut when Ray departed, leaving Dawn totally desperate. Escape didn't appear possible and her only option seemed compliance. The lights had been turned off in the outer room and Dawn stared at her and Brenda's reflections in the darkened mirror. Then Ray's voice sounded very clearly from the other side. "Now you guys get ready for the biggest thrill of your life... as my wife gets her sexy snatch eaten out by her sister."

Dawn heard Ray's disparaging comments, but it took her too long to respond. Her future lay in the hands of Brenda who abruptly stripped naked and turned into Ray's faithful puppet. When Brenda started fondling and trying to seduce her, Dawn merely stood beside the makeshift bed, glancing around as if looking for a way out. Then Dawn was hit by the harshest revelation. If she didn't react and take charge, Brenda would.

All of a sudden Brenda grabbed her from behind. The woman pointed Dawn's front directly at the mirror and then she cupped one of the luscious, bare boobs. Brenda squeezed the titty between her hands and aimed the end with the elongated nipple at the secret onlookers. In a flash, Brenda rotated around Dawn's shoulder and shrewdly turned so they were both sideways to the mirror.

Dawn was dumbfounded when her friend used her teeth to hold the proud nipple. Then Brenda bared her teeth and she must have looked like a rabid animal, as she stretched the erect bud out so far it brought loud cheers from the other room. It was the first time Dawn listened to the crowd and it didn't take long before their boisterous encouragement spurred Brenda to glorious heights. Every time the woman left a mark or a blemish on Dawn's velvety skin, the crowd yelled.

Brenda quickly ran out of patience. She twisted and shoved Dawn at the same time, which caused her to collapse. Dawn tripped on the edge of the bed and fell flat on her back with the young woman on top of her. She was mystified by how men got so enthused and overly aroused by not only lesbian sex but also forced sex. Every time she put a hand up to protect herself, Brenda slapped it away much to the delight of the cheering men. When the woman rammed her thigh between Dawn's, the crowd got even more enthusiastic.

Dawn was oblivious to how long it took. It might have been minutes or perhaps hours, but eventually she felt tiny spasms rocking her inner being. She would forever remember the dramatic theater sex and any flashback would prove demoralizing. The signs of eminent lust were frightening, yet she was powerless to stop what Brenda was doing to her. When the woman's scorching mouth sucked hard on her throbbing clitoris, Dawn felt her control fade away.

To the intense enjoyment of the crowd, Brenda's cunnilingus proved outstanding. Every man had a raging hardon watching the sexy young woman ravage the goddess who they all wanted to fuck. It was when Brenda used a slow and deliberate finger-fucking that the crowd grew silent. They watched breathlessly, as the crazed woman brought the goddess to the brink, and then finished her off.

The sight of the sharp teeth holding the delicate, pink morsel was priceless. Nobody moved or nobody breathed when Brenda pulled on the clitty and stretched it outward like a thick elastic band. When the goddess cried, the crowd cried out loud. They cheered, as the rapist used her fingers like a weapon, and fucked the helpless woman. It was an orgasm they would all remember, especially when their coveted friend joined the fray.

Ray couldn't miss a glorious opportunity to display his control. He was like a cat sneaking into the room, as he hovered next to the bed. He leaned close to Dawn and put his face next to hers. "Can you hear them? They all want the pretty slut to get fucked by her young mistress."




Controlling Dawn Ch. 01



The intense convulsions caused Dawn great agony, but it was nothing compared to the discomfort of Ray's humiliation. Her body twisted and turned and the onlookers loved the way she seemed to fight her molester. "No, dear gawd, make it stop."

"I can see it. Everyone can see it. You're creaming all over Brenda's tongue and her puny cock," Ray whispered. "I love watching you climax. You did the right thing, honey. Now I won't tell your husband about your secret life."

Ray made Dawn think she was doing the right thing. All of a sudden he grabbed her arms and pinned them up and over her head. Probably the most amazing thing for Dawn was how she got treated like a cheap whore and it resulted in an orgasm she would never forget. Somehow her head turned to face the black mirror and although she couldn't see the onlookers, she heard them. The cheers were continuous, as they encouraged the young mistress whose cunnilingus and finger-fuck were almost animalistic.

Ray stared at the swaying tits, which looked overly seductive when Dawn's chest heaved like mad. He witnessed lust in the purest form, as his girlfriend molested the sensitive clitty and savagely fucked the sexy lady. Brenda used her hand like a battering ram and thrust her fingers to the hilt, which rammed Dawn's hips into the soft mattress. When Dawn's hips rebounded and bounced back hard, Brenda was merciless in her efforts to make Ray happy.

Even as the last moans and sighs of complete exhaustion sounded in the room, Ray plotted the next sly maneuver. He left the bed and opened the door as an invitation to the four men. Just as they entered the room, Ray put his hand in the center of the first man's chest. "My wife is off limits... but not her sister. Help yourself. We'll stick around just to make sure you don't seriously harm her."

All of a sudden Ray grabbed the naked woman's hand. He sternly jerked Dawn's arm and brought her to her feet. Dawn had no idea what was happening, but she knew her fate rested entirely in Ray's hands. She was the most relieved woman in Seattle when her blackmailer intervened and saved her from the sex-starved strangers. Ray spoke very specific and bluntly to the four men. "My wife wants to watch... watch from the other room. Her sister gives great head, as you already know, and she loves a good gangbang."

Brenda remained on the bed. She never dreamed that her boyfriend was so devious as to leave her all alone with strangers. Suddenly she faced the dire consequences of satisfying four men all by herself and couldn't believe Ray's drastic actions. Brenda pleaded with her eyes, as she looked at her boyfriend for sympathy when the men closed in around her. One of the men actually had his zipper down with his cock out already and he fisted the flaccid penis trying to turn it into an erection.

When the man moved closer and rubbed his cock against her flesh, Brenda shuddered. Her only option was to make a big scene, but that wasn't her nature so she cowered to one side of the makeshift bed. Then to her absolute horror, Ray left the room with Dawn and Brenda's world closed in around her.

Ray guided Dawn out of the room and into the outer room. It was the first time in her life that Dawn watched others having sex. She immediately noticed the smoky glass and stared through it at the already besieged Brenda. It was very apparent that Brenda was in the middle of a gangbang as all four men molested her. None of them took their clothes off, but merely acted like they were ravaging a cheap slut.

It was a sequence of events that made Dawn thankful she wasn't in the room with Brenda. She felt sorry for the woman yet there wasn't anything she could do to help her. One of the men shoved his cock in Brenda's face and forced her to open her mouth. In no time a blowjob commenced and the poor woman had no choice but suck the throbbing penis. Another man fisted his cock with one hand and he used the other to grope Brenda's boobs.

Dawn watched the gangbang with her heart pounding away in her chest. First it was a blowjob in which Brenda made a stranger's dreams come true and then she sucked a second cock. The man's face was contorted with great pleasure and his stamina was short-lived, as he blew his load into Brenda's mouth. That was when the gangbang got horribly out of control for Brenda. She was forced onto her back and a man was between her legs in a heartbeat.

The intercourse was bad enough but what made Dawn shrink with dismay was how the other three men acted. Each man held Brenda captive and Dawn witnessed a full-fledged screwing, as the man pounded his cock in and out of the enslaved woman. Brenda's arms were pinned on the bed and her legs were held far out to the sides allowing the man complete freedom. Dawn felt Brenda's utter helplessness and she was sure of dieing if she were gangbanged in a similar fashion.

Dawn was positive her eyes were very bloodshot from staring intently at the lewd affair. Suddenly her eyes bugged out when the last man did the unthinkable. He grabbed Brenda's slender hips and rolled her over. Then he spread her legs and it was obvious what he planned. The man used Brenda as his bitch and humped her from behind without any regard for her feelings. Although Dawn wrote about anal sex in some of he stories, she had to admit that she wasn't the biggest fan of someone fucking her ass. When the man shoved his erection at Brenda's ass, Dawn almost pleaded with Ray to stop the immoral and disgusting sexual intercourse.

Ray deviously let Brenda get ravaged by strangers, but he didn't allow any of them to screw his most cherished prize. He imagined Dawn being extremely grateful for not being fucked like Brenda and his warped mind thought she would be more receptive to his blackmail demands. Ray wanted Dawn to like him and even think of him as an intimate friend.

Thankfully rescuing Brenda was easy. Once the last man finished dumping his load inside his girlfriend, Ray rushed into the room. He already had Brenda's clothes, which he tossed to her. Then he ordered her to get dressed before hurriedly dragging her out of the room while telling the four strangers that the gangbang was over.

Dawn hoped she would never have to relive the story, 'At The Movies,' again. The thought of enduring more of Ray's blackmail was frightening and she worried about further demands the man would make regarding her other stories. The ride back to the couple's home was nerve wracking, but nothing compared to the drive home. It was a one-hour drive and Dawn used the entire time to go over the story she planned telling her husband once she got home.

***THE END OF CHAPTER ONE

I plan for at least one more chapter reenacting more of my erotic stories. Brenda started me on this trail of erotic bliss and I thank her for giving me the inspiration.



Controlling Dawn Ch. 02



Please email me your suggestions and comments. This story was written for a young woman who had dreams but no way of expressing them. I hope she likes my version.

Chapter 2 - At the Tattoo Parlor!

Dawn arrived at the house not knowing for sure what Ray's blackmail demands were for the upcoming encounter. An informative email arrived in her inbox on Wednesday, but Ray never mentioned which one of her stories he planned making her act out. When she rang the doorbell, the sound of the chimes made her stomach churn with great nervousness. The door opened and Ray's grinning face immediately made her want to run away. "You look very attractive, Susan!"

In a heartbeat, her mind flashed to the story she considered one of her best. She recalled the various chapters in 'Susan's Request' and wondered which one Ray would select. Dawn pondered the possibility of it being chapter one where she had sex in a picnic shelter, or chapter two where she was gangbanged at the student's house. Then the prospect of it being the chapter about the tattoo parlor sent shivers of panic through her entire body, as Dawn wondered how she would ever explain tattoos to her husband.

The scheming Ray hustled her and Brenda out to the car before much was said. He drove leaving Brenda in front with him and Dawn in the back by herself. When they entered the downtown district, Dawn's stomach churned when she saw neon lights and many small businesses. Then the car slowed and Dawn noticed a sign she would never forget, 'Doug's Ink Spot.' Ray parked in front of a dimly lit tattoo parlor and Dawn had trouble breathing.

They entered the tattoo parlor and Dawn's legs were so rubbery that she found it hard to walk. In her story, the artist was a rugged man, yet he had a handsome, appealing quality that Dawn relished. The man greeting them was anything but good looking and he radiated an air of arrogance that she hated. "Come! In here where we can do the work," he said, motioning frantically with his hand for them to join him in a back room. "Ray tells me you wish to get a couple of tattoos."

On wobbly legs, Dawn followed Ray and Brenda into a back, secluded room of the parlor. "Doug's one of the best. His work is renowned around the city so you won't find anyone better," Ray said. "He's agreed to put a tattoo on your boob and one on your ass. You remember your story and what happened to Susan?"

Dawn felt a few tiny heaves in her stomach and she tried hard not to upchuck. Doug held out his hand, which contained a colorful picture and the letter 'D'. The letter was in fancy Edwardian Script and it took Dawn a second or two before she recognized the significance. "These are the two tattoos Ray requested. This one goes on your... chest," he said. "And this pretty letter goes on that sexy ass."

Doug's eyes never wavered from her boobs. Dawn's hatred grew for the man when he spoke nonchalantly, filling her with extreme panic. The fact she was getting tattoos whether she wanted them or not was frightening. Then she got even sicker when she stared at the letter in Doug's hand. "No! Dear gawd, you can't," she pleaded, getting more desperate by the minute.

"Don't worry. Nobody has to know what the 'D' stands for. Your husband doesn't have to know," Doug said, trying hard not to chuckle out loud. "It'll just be between us. We'll know it stands for the man who made you a real woman. Hubby can think it is his lovely, faithful wife's initial."

"Oh gawd, please no."

"Just think, honey. Every time you take a shower... every time you go for a swim... every time you look at your ass you'll think of me. The man who fucked your brains out, as you enjoyed every second."

"No. No!"

The tattoos and now the mention of sex gave Dawn the feeling of total helplessness. She stared at the disgusting man, as his lips moved. "Strip! Take off all your clothes... even the undies," Doug ordered. "No need to ruin good clothes by getting them covered with ink."

His reasoning didn't make Dawn feel any better. She knew it wasn't necessary to be completely naked, but she was too afraid to argue with the overbearing man. Her hands shook like crazy, as she removed her clothes one piece at a time. Doug was a little anxious, but he resisted the temptation to hurry Dawn, not wanting to scare her too much. When Dawn was down to bra and panties, all it took was one glare from the man to know she was not finished. With a whimper, she removed the last two garments, putting big smiles on all of the onlooker's faces.

Thankfully the next hour was conducted with the ultimate proficiency of a competent tattoo artist. Doug had Dawn lay on her back and although he had a hard time not staring at her nudity, he managed to engrave a picture onto her chest. It was a pretty rose complete with a thorny stem and small green leaf, which he put on the upper portion of Dawn's left breast. Then Doug got her to roll over and he proceeded to complete the humiliation. He made sure to take his time and all the while molested her rear, even grazing the tops of her velvety thighs occasionally.

Doug was finished the vivacious artistry when Dawn realized her dilemma was just beginning. The artist was beside the table when he set down his equipment. He grabbed her arms and sternly pinned them at her sides. "Open your legs. Show me your pussy, slut! The one I'm going to fill with chizz," he hissed. "I bet it's been awhile since you fucked a real man?"

There was no response from the sexy woman. The man was arrogant and the biggest asshole Dawn had ever met; yet she trembled with uncontrollable trepidation. Without warning, he used his brute strength to turn her over onto her back. Dawn immediately wanted to cover her nudity, but she quickly forgot the idea when she noticed the intense desire on the man's face. It took all of her willpower to merely lay still, as she watched in horror when Doug took off his clothes.

In no time, the man was naked and standing at the foot of the table. Abruptly he grabbed her by the ankles. He swiftly pulled her all the way down the table, spreading her legs at the same time, until they were around his hips. Doug roughly pried Dawn's legs apart and moved between them until his semi-hard penis rested on her upraised pelvis. "Grab it. Make me hard, honey," he whispered. "Make me hard so I can fuck the daylights out of you."

Dawn struggled as much as possible to keep the cock away from her crotch, fearing Doug's next move. She stared at the man's penis, which swayed back and forth across her pelvis, and caught sight of his hand at the very last moment, just before it struck her cheek. It was one of those stunning moments of her life when the man actually slapped her face. Her head jerked viciously to the side and then Doug grabbed a handful of her hair. "Slut! I said get it hard. Get my cock hard now, before I tattoo your cunt so your husband can see you're a whore."

Her cheek was on fire, as her hand moved real fast. Dawn knew the man wouldn't seriously hurt her, yet the intimidation had a profound, positive effect on her. She was certain that she didn't sit up straighter so she could reach the man's pecker, yet suddenly it was in her hand. Dawn felt the prick jerk in anticipation of her hand moving and then she lifted the droopy penis. It was already quite big and her dainty fingers looked very small around the growing shaft.

Dawn was utterly amazed when the cock got rock-hard in a jiffy. She felt the blood surge through the man's cock and then it throbbed madly in her fist. "That's it, honey. Just wait... I'm going to fuck your slutty cunt... then you're going to suck my dick until it's hard enough to fuck your sweet ass."

Dawn heard the vile remarks, but she was too afraid to say anything. Her hand obediently moved slowly up and down the thick shaft, making the man very happy. "I bet you like holding it, feeling it... don't you honey? Well it's time... to stick it into your whore-belly," he said. "It's time you fucked a real man."

She remained passive unable to understand what was happening, as Doug pulled her off the table. She landed on her feet and watched when he quickly climbed onto the tabletop, laying flat on his back. His big pecker flopped up and landed on his tummy and it sort of jerked randomly when he stared at the startled woman. Doug used his groin muscles to voluntarily make himself harder, jerking his rod up and down to make it look like magic. He put his thumb and forefinger on the base of his cock and held the massive shaft straight up in a most taunting fashion.

In Dawn's damning fantasy, she was raped. The bastard took her without her consent in her dream, but all of a sudden it wasn't playing out in that manner. The man expected her to perform the disgusting act of sitting on top of his upstanding prick and actually screw herself. Dawn stared at the pulsating cock, as it seemed to grow even bigger when Doug waved it around in the air. She found it impossible to move and stood perfectly motionless beside the large tattoo table.

When the man spoke, Dawn flinched. "You better make it good. I like my whores to do it all... show me what sluts they are," Doug said. The man simply lay on his back, holding his illustrious ramrod in the air.

Dawn would remember the most merciless sexual experience of her life. Before she knew what happened, Ray and Brenda assisted in her disgrace. Her feet moved and she found herself kneeling on top of the table in a matter of seconds. The couple shoved her forward until her legs were on either side of Doug's hips and her crotch was perilously close to the throbbing pecker. Dawn felt the heat radiating from the long, hard shaft and then it brushed against her burning flesh.

Suddenly her hips shifted forward with Ray's expert guidance. The cock bent and fell under her crotch before springing up behind her rear-end. Doug continued to hold the base of his cock with his hand and he slapped her ass enticingly with the elongated shaft. What happened most likely occurred in a fleeting moment, but it felt like a lifetime to Dawn. Numerous hands positioned her perfectly over Doug's cock and abruptly she felt it poking her crotch directly in the middle.

If there was ever a memory that would never go away, this was it. Dawn leaned over Doug's chest and she reasoned there was nothing about the man that she liked. She loathed his unruly appearance with a growth of two or three-days of whiskers making him look even worse. His chest was completely blanketed with multicolored tattoos and Dawn never liked men with tattoos. Doug certainly wasn't well built, but he did have big biceps and powerful arms, which Dawn found daunting.

Dawn felt hands on her lower back and the top portion of her butt. Her hips were forced downward, directly on top of the man's prick, and she felt the flared head push against her puffy labia. She reached down to prevent entry, but her pussy lips parted immediately and her breathing stopped as the head easily slipped into her waiting honey-hole. The evil grin on Doug's face would forever be etched in her mind, yet she couldn't look away. She noticed how his bulging eyes never left her chest and knew he ogled her boobs, which swayed slightly back and forth.

Dawn felt the man's hands on her waist and his fingers dug into her soft flesh. There was a sudden jerk when Doug pulled her hips downward and then he slammed his cock to the hilt. All the air came out of her lungs and she wasn't able to breathe, as she grew red and flushed. Dawn gasped for air and her eyes grew bigger. Then she noticed the smug grin of satisfaction on Doug's face. "You're just like my other sluts... you love cock."

Her struggle for survival continued. "No! I don't want you. I hate you. You're a prick. Nothing, but a big prick." There seemed to be something dreadfully wrong and Dawn was positive she could regain her dignity if only the arrogant man would stop moving her around.

"You're a cunt just like the rest of them. All you want is my cock," Doug hissed. "Once you get a boner inside your belly, you can't stop moving that sexy ass around."

Dawn never realized an orgasm could happen so fast. The first short, swift tremor shot through her tummy, yet she assumed her stamina would not be lessened. She stared into the eyes of the devil without uttering another protest. "You're the biggest slut. Look... you can't wait for it," Doug whispered. "Keep that sexy ass moving, honey. Keep humping my cock you gorgeous slut."

Dawn wanted to scream at the man. She desperately wanted to tell him that he was scum and she hated everything about him, but that didn't happen. Dawn felt her belly explode with a fury that robbed her self-control, as her entire body began to shudder. It was an orgasm and she was powerless to stop or even slow it down. "Sit up straight... so I can see those big tits. I love the way they bounce around when you hump my prick."

"Oh gawd, why?"

"That's it slut... make those tits dance for me!

"Oh gawd, no."

"Sweet Jesus, those tits are gorgeous."

"Stop. I can't; I just can't."

"Now show me that slutty piece of meat. Show me your clit as you cum all over my dick." Dawn wasn't aware her hands had roamed down the front of her body in a slithering fashion. Suddenly her right hand slipped onto her pelvis and her fingers dipped into the immense wetness. "Just like that, slut. Now go ahead... touch it!"

She did what the bastard demanded and her temperature rose higher. Dawn felt like she was burning up, but it didn't stop her fingers. She would never understand why she spread her swollen labia with one hand and displayed her uncontrollable lust with the other. Dawn held her tiny clitoris between her thumb and finger, as if waiting for something. "Do it. Pull that little bitchy thing out of your dirty cunt. Show me that clitty. Show me how much you like being my slut."

Her eyes rolled upward trying desperately not to look at the disgusting man. "Gawd, why?" Dawn was long past caring and the lust was too strong. "Oh please, no more."

Doug thrust upward with his powerful hips and planted his cock to the hilt. Dawn's orgasm flourished like nothing she had ever experienced. Just as she thought her inner being was completely drained, Doug proved her wrong. "C'mon. Pull it... pull it hard," he ordered in a mocking fashion. "Harder! Show me!"

It was the ride of her life and Dawn couldn't stop. She knew it was a lewd and shameful display when she yanked her clitoris, obeying his vulgar wishes. Her fingers squeezed hard, but the fleeting pain was quickly replaced with animal passion. The bud pulsed like mad and she squeezed harder, knowing Doug was staring at her precious pussy. Dawn even leaned backwards a little, which enabled the man to see everything, and she shuddered to think lust made her act so foolishly.

Dawn tried to pull her knees together, as the vicious spasms rocked her body. Her legs hugged Doug's sweaty torso and the orgasm seemed everlasting. There was no hatred, no shame or no embarrassment, as that would come later. Dawn couldn't remember any other cock being so deep or so alive, as every muscle inside her belly went into violent convulsions. She felt Doug's hips thrust skyward and knew the man was filling her with his vile seed.

That was the moment Dawn realized that lust had no mercy, as it could turn a happily married, righteous woman like herself into a slut. If sex on top of the tattoo table wasn't bad enough, she hastily found herself sucking the man's disgusting cock. "I've never had a woman cum like that... never had a woman move her ass like you do," Doug whispered. "Now suck the cock that was in your belly."

Dawn's heart pounded so hard it almost came out of her chest. She couldn't understand how such a man gained control over her and why she didn't scratch his eyes out when he treated her like a common slut. Doug grabbed her by the hair and forced her head into his lap. Dawn recalled her story and how the tattoo artist defiled poor Susan. All of a sudden she was the poor victim being ravaged by a villain even more impious than the Jim in her story.

Doug was in his glory. He wanted to tease and give Dawn something extra to take home. All of a sudden he jumped up. He landed on the floor and easily forced Dawn to stand up as well. They faced each other and Dawn had a growing fear her dilemma wasn't over. "I agreed to do the two tattoos for your boyfriend, but I didn't know you were so sexy... so goddamn ravishing," he said with a straight face. "Ray wants us to act out a story. He tells me that you are a writer of erotic stories."

"No more, please, I've had enough."

"Apparently you are Ray's favorite writer and he wants us to act out a particular portion of a story," Doug whispered. "But first, honey. I've always had a certain fantasy and now is the time for me to make it real."

"No more, please." Dawn had no idea what he meant, but she instantly realized Doug's fantasy meant something dire happening to her.

"I think we should give you something a little extra to take home to hubby," Doug said, as he completely ignored her pleas. "A good shave will make that horny cunt look even better. Besides, I don't like getting hair in my mouth when I eat pussy."

"No... no, dear gawd you can't."

"Don't look at Ray. He's not going to save you," Doug said. The man was confident and so sure of himself that Dawn broke out in a big sweat. "Just wait till you get shaved. You'll wonder why you didn't try it before."

"No, please not that. You can't."

"I love sluts who beg for it... just like you."

"But I'm not. Please, I've had enough."

"We have lots of time. First I'm going to shave that pretty pussy... then show you the best time of your life."

"No... no, dear gawd, leave me alone, please."

"C'mon. Hold the bitch down. Hold her down so I can really show the world," Doug ordered, as Ray and Brenda quickly complied. "Wait till hubby sees her snatch. I bet he'll love the girlie-look of shaved pussy."

"Oh gawd, don't. I just can't go home like that!"

Quickly Dawn found herself back on the table. Brenda merely stood beside her friend as Ray and Doug easily stretched Dawn out on her back. Ray stood beside her and grabbed a handful of her hair. He pinned Dawn's head flat on the table as Doug got his shaving materials ready. "Now be a good girl. You don't want to move or Doug might cut that sexy pussy," Ray whispered in her ear.

The room grew deathly silent and all eyes watched Doug reach for a tray. He proceeded to lather up Dawn's pelvis and to her horror, grabbed his razor. When Doug put the sharp steel against her skin, she felt goosebumps form all over her body. Dawn stared straight up at the ceiling. She was too afraid to move when the man ran the razor downward and left a clean strip across her quivering pelvis. Doug gingerly moved the razor over her heated flesh and he happily shaved every strand of dark hair off her pelvis and from between her legs.

The glorious task made everyone hot except Dawn who stared straight ahead in great uncertainty, wondering how she would ever explain the sudden shaved appearance. Her neatly trimmed bush slowly disappeared. Dawn would never understand her inflamed emotions, which seemed to increase each time Doug moved the razor. The heightened tension filled her entire body and her flesh seemed to get hotter and hotter. Then Doug's fingers groped the narrow space between her legs and she was unable to prevent his finger from lingering on the tip of her raised slit.

There were so many things Dawn would remember, but none more than what happened next. Ray tilted her head up so she could witness a seduction of a lifetime. Her legs were lewdly splayed to the sides and Doug's grinning face was between them. Dawn wasn't the type of woman to look at herself during sex yet suddenly she stared at her crotch in disbelief. Her entire clitoris lay exposed to the world, as Doug's fingers spread the puffy labia. Doug's face was mere inches from her overheated flesh and his tongue lashed out in a flicking motion.




Controlling Dawn Ch. 02



Dawn couldn't remember watching anything more vulgar. It was the strangest sensation when Doug's tongue lashed out and licked the twitching clitoris. Her hips reacted a split-second later with an abrupt jerk almost like the tongue was remotely controlling them. Again and again Doug rolled the clitty back and forth with the tip of his tongue and each time Dawn's hips responded much to the delight of the onlookers.

In a moment of great elation, Doug sucked her opening and devoured the entire clit into his burning mouth. Dawn's body became extremely stiff and there was no mistaking the cunnilingus had a devastating effect on her resolve, as she uttered long, low moans of sexual torture. Her body trembled but remained almost rigid, as she struggled to overcome the molestation.

Doug nibbled on the clit that was buried inside his mouth and he made a snap decision when he noticed the telltale signs of lost control. Dawn's hips bucked randomly and her breathing became mere frantic gasps for air, as her stomach heaved like crazy, but Doug demanded more. Without warning he reneged on his promise to Ray and forged forward with his own plan.

In a flash Doug took the seduction to another stage. He jumped up on the padded tattoo table and lay beside the shivering woman. Just as his hand trust into Dawn's crotch and cupped her raised pelvis, Doug put his lips against her ear. "Holy fuck lady... not yet. Fuckin' wait for it... wait 'til my little slut gets my dick inside." Doug's voice trembled with excitement, as he kissed her ear. "You're going to be my sweet, little doggie... my bitch."

Dawn heard voices, but nothing registered in her conscious mind for many seconds. Doug's hand cupped her pussy and his fingers pressed down at the exact spot that caused the most frustration. It was the hardest struggle of her life, yet somehow Dawn managed to halt the surrender. She acted like any woman, fighting to stop an unwanted orgasm by tightening every muscle until gaining a measure of control over the runaway ecstasy.

Doug pressed harder with his middle finger, but he didn't dare move it around very much. He was in his glory and yearned for the ultimate prize. "I agreed to eat you out... apparently like what you wrote about in your story, but you're too hot to resist."

Her sweltering passion dipped slightly when Doug shifted gears, but he was too shrewd to allow a long respite. Dawn arched her back, but there was no getting away from the man's determined and experienced hand. Doug seemed to know when to squeeze the tiny clitty and when to let it go. Every time her hips vibrated and trembled in anticipation of going all the way, Doug relented. He wanted to keep Dawn hanging by her fingernails, ready to fall into the canyon of lust.

"No, stop, please stop."

Doug kept his right hand on the heart of Dawn's soul and he grabbed her hair with his left. With a sudden jerk of her hair, he got her to focus on what he was saying. "Slut! Wait for it. Don't fuckin' cum yet," he whispered. "I need to get you nice and wet for my boner. I'm going to fuck that girlie cunt of yours and turn you into my sweet-ass whore."

"Oh, gawd no, no more."

Doug expected a race to the finish and his heart beat fast in anticipation. "Ray told me how your Susan creamed all over the tattoo artist's cock. Are you going to do that for me when I screw you like a bitch?" Doug jerked her head back and forth demanding an answer. "Are you?"

"No. Never, you bastard."

It happened so fast that Dawn was on her hands and knees before she could struggle. Ray was there to help Doug and the two strong men easily coaxed Dawn into a perfect doggie position. She raised her head fully intending on telling both men to go to hell, but her words were stifled in a heartbeat. Doug jumped behind her and with one swift motion, rammed his steel rod into her crotch. The man grabbed the insides of her upper thighs and he pulled her torso back, as hard as he could, when his cock hit the mark.

There was a violent rush of air out of her chest and then Dawn held her breath, as the man speared her deepest being. Doug embedded his cock to the hilt and held still for a few seconds, feeling a sudden desperation that her tight cunt might rob his stamina. He focused all his attention on controlling the rising desire so the moment could be extended. Then Doug let go of her hips and used both hands to grab her head.

Doug intertwined his fingers into the long curly strands of hair and yanked on Dawn's head. The resulting fuck-session would be remembered forever. Doug treated Dawn exactly like his bitch and pounded his cock in and out with a raging animal passion. Every time he drove into the core of her body, he pulled hard on her hair to severely arch her back. At the same time Dawn's tits swayed back and forth like boats on a rough sea and brought immense joy to Ray and Brenda. Ray had never witnessed a more stimulating sight and he stared at the tits, as they slapped together during the robust assault.

The worst thing about the entire affair for Dawn was knowing how wrong it was. She was powerless to stop the rising desire and waited impatiently for the telltale signs of Doug's uncontrollable lust. Her womb was a volcano with hot lava licking the head of the man's cock yet he prolonged the intercourse. Doug felt the extraordinary vagina squeezing his long, extended shaft and he relished the milking action each time he pumped in and out.

It was the strangest feeling when a huge tidal wave of passion filled her head. Dawn's hips bucked wildly and she pushed back at the man even though she knew it was a mistake. She let the screaming ecstasy control her mind. Her abundant juices flowed freely, which coated the intruder and allowed him to inch his way a fraction deeper into her womanly domain. When Dawn felt the scorching lava fill her inner being, her last shred of decency disappeared.

Doug ended her misery in true doggie fashion. Lust raged through her body, as an everlasting orgasm flourished and the summit seemed higher than Dawn ever imagined. Lost in a sea of desire, she merely muttered a few non-rational words and noises. "Nooo, no. Gaaaw... oh fuck. You rotten... you dirty bastard. Oh fuck... fuck... fuuuu." Dawn cried out knowing it would make Doug and Ray very happy.

"You're the best. Keep fucking baby... keep moving that pretty ass."

"Why... gawd, why?"

Using her knees as a balance point, Doug rocked her back and forth by using the firm grip of her hair. Dawn was a sea of wild motion and her pussy convulsed around the big prick buried in her belly, which quickly eroded further attempts by Doug to prolong his orgasm. He pounded his hips into the back of her crotch and finished empting his immense load of hot semen. "Hang on baby, I'm filling that whore-belly with cum. Take it home to papa!" 

The sexual encounter was far beyond what Ray dreamed or planned. The tattooed maniac rode his bitch like a mad dog and Ray would never forget Dawn's wild eyes, as the beast ravaged her. "Sweet shit, you're doing it. You're getting your brains fucked out just like in your story. Remember?"

Her blackmailer was in her face and Dawn felt totally helpless. "Make it stop... please make it stop."

"Keep fucking, love... just like Susan. You should see what you look like... getting humped like a dog."

"Make him stop, please."

"You've never written about it, but I think you should," Ray whispered. Then he waited a few seconds, as Dawn merely groaned from immense fatigue. "I think you should add a dog in your story. Can you imagine? Dawn getting fucked by a dog and becoming a real bitch."

Dawn would try hard to forget riding the pinnacle of sexual lust, but Ray would remind her every time he could. She teetered and wobbled for the longest time before Doug's hips quieted.

***

Dawn was totally exhausted when Doug's climax ended. She remembered glancing to the side and seeing Brenda getting fucked by a wild man. Ray had his cock buried to the balls and he grunted loudly, as he screwed his girlfriend. Neither held anything back and Dawn noticed how Ray was the first to blow, which was quickly followed by Brenda's climax. Dawn found it alluring when she watched the two copulate without caring they were being watched.

Once everybody was satisfied, sex became less paramount. Not much was said, as they all dressed, and the thoughts were of how Dawn was going to explain her newly anointed body. The three left the tattoo parlor in silence. Ray drove and went straight home so that Dawn could retrieve her car. He couldn't get the scenes of lust and desire out of his head and every glance at Dawn brought back images of the dramatic adventure. Ray's heartbeat quickened when he dreamed of reenacting another one of Dawn's erotic stories.

Dawn still had to get home, but the hour drive would enable her to recover. She didn't look forward to facing her husband and the drive would give a chance to think of an explanation. Just like the previous sessions of unfaithfulness, Dawn felt apprehensive. This time she would have to lie to Harvey and tell him that she had a sudden urge to get a tattoo. Not only one, but two boldly engraved into her once unblemished flesh.

Involuntarily her hand went up to feel the one on her boob and she felt her heart thumping madly in her chest. Then Dawn imagined telling her husband about the one on her butt and she wondered what Harvey would say. He would certainly question her choice of tattoos, as her own initial tattooed on her ass-cheek wouldn't seem normal. But what choice did she have, Dawn wondered?

Suddenly she recalled the new clean-shaven facade, which would be very shocking. Dawn prayed Harvey would believe her story that she had a sudden urge for a fresh look. She did feel optimistic because they had talked about spicing up their sex life after many years of marriage and this was certainly one way. Then she wondered if there were other alternatives, but her options appeared very limited. Dawn's main goal was saving her secure marriage and not having Harvey question her faithfulness.

***What's Next For Dawn?

Dawn had no idea what Ray planned this time. She arrived for the rendezvous knowing it was not the smartest thing, but the blackmail was too overwhelming. Ray controlled her destiny and Dawn merely followed directions hoping for some kind of salvation. Her body shivered and she was filled with the most helpless feeling when Ray stood in front of her, glaring at her with an unyielding stare. "Today you'll be Sarah. Remember... 'Controlling Sarah'?" Ray held the paralyzing stare as he talked. "It took me a long time, but I finally found the right teens. Two boys who have something you want... and need!"

The erotic story flashed though her head and each scene made Dawn more and more distraught. "Dear Lord, Ray. Have mercy. I'm a married woman. I can't have sex with boys," Dawn pleaded. "I'm a grown woman and can't be caught having sex with someone young... with teenagers!"

Ray whispered in a gruff, steady voice. "I have dreamed of nothing else, but watching you get your brains fucked out by these teens." The smile on the man's stern face sent a shiver of doom through Dawn. "Just wait. These may look like boys... but when you see what inside their pants... you'll act like a schoolgirl."

All of a sudden they weren't the only ones in the room. Dawn turned her head and watched Brenda and two teenage boys enter. Her mouth hung open, as Brenda slowly walked over to stand beside her boyfriend while the boys plopped down onto the sofa. Dawn had no idea that one of the teens was 18 and the other was 19, as by looking at their faces she imaged they were much younger. She couldn't fathom anything happening to her that was more sinful or immoral and her heart beat out of control.

Suddenly Ray grabbed Dawn's arm. "You're in for a treat, honey. Remember Dawn's story, 'Controlling Sarah?' Well you get to see the movie and the author is the real-life heroine," he whispered to Brenda. He swiftly twisted Dawn around and pinned the woman's arm behind her back. Then Ray leaned against Dawn and whispered in her ear from behind, as they faced the leering teens. "Let's show the boys your tits," he whispered. Ray put his lips on Dawn's inflamed ear and stoked it with his tongue. "They're going to love your big, luscious boobies."

Dawn held her breath when the man grabbed the top button of her blouse. She was dressed exactly, as ordered by Ray, when he emailed her the instructions for the blackmail session. It had to be a five-button silk blouse, a black-lace bra, tight denim jeans and the skimpiest pair of thong panties. Slowly and with all the tantalizing teasing in the world, Ray unbuttoned one button at a time until the blouse hung open.

It was almost impossible for Dawn to stand and resist temptation. She desperately raised her free arm and attempted to cover up, but Ray instantly proved he was in-charge. He swatted her hand down again and spoke in the most threatening fashion. "You better be a real good girl. Real good or I'll let hubby know exactly what a slut you are," Ray whispered. His voice was low so only she could hear, but the message was vividly clear. "Do what you're told, or else!"

The two teenagers leered at Dawn, as her entire body shook with the anticipation of what Ray might do. He purposely waited for a minute before pulling the loose front of the blouse back and over Dawn's shoulders. Then he let the garment slip down her arms and remain behind her, as everyone marveled at the spectacular boobs. The lacy black bra seemed to push up and highlight Dawn's cleavage, which resulted in groans from across the room.

Abruptly Ray grabbed the front clasp of the bra and again he held motionless, cradling her in his arms. Dawn noticed the boy's eyes widen with the great expectation of witnessing a real woman's breasts. She stared straight ahead and the dramatic young faces detailed exactly what happened. Ray deftly pinched the clasp and in a whisk the stretchy garment fell off her boobs much to the delight of the two enthused teens. Dawn watched when they licked their lips, as if they were about to suck on the sweetest lollipop.

It took all of her resolve and strength to remain standing. Dawn's right arm was still pinned behind her back and her legs vibrated. Ray put his right arm around Dawn's neck and yanked backwards. He put his lips on Dawn's inflamed ear and lashed out with his wet tongue. "Sarah! Do you remember babysitting? Two teenagers... Bobby and Jimmy," Ray whispered. "Remember how you creamed all over Bobby's big cock... and then creamed all over Jimmy's?"

If it were possible, Dawn would have stopped her heart and died. She was forced to stand up on her tiptoes, as Ray held her in an iron-grip. She coughed when the man's arm pulled on her neck and suddenly her confidence waned with the severe chokehold. Her left hand came up again and tried to shield her nakedness from the teenagers, but Ray swiftly ended the struggle. "Stop that. Put your arm down and stop trying to hide your juicy tits from the boys."

Reluctantly Dawn obeyed and she heard the apparent cheers from across the room. All of a sudden her dilemma grew much worse. Abruptly Ray released Dawn's right arm, which had been pinned behind her back, but he refused to let go of the chokehold. Then he swung his left arm around Dawn's chest while he hugged her into the front of his body by pulling back on her neck. When Ray's fingers touched her bare skin, Dawn's heart beat madly in anticipation of what was happening.

Suddenly the humiliation escalated. Ray cupped one of Dawn's tits and he appeared to bounce it up and down in a most tantalizing fashion. Then he shifted to the other tit and did the same thing, which brought groans of desire from the teenagers. "They love your tits. I bet you can hardly wait for the boys to feel them," Ray whispered. "Have you ever been felt up by a teenager?"

The man kept stimulating the teens with Dawn's boobs. Then Ray's fingers swooped downward onto Dawn's inflamed tummy and slipped into the tight waistband of her jeans. When his fingers touched the bare skin under her panties, Dawn's heart beat madly in anticipation, knowing she was powerless to stop the man. Suddenly Ray undid the snap and zipper. Dawn felt the cool air rush over her heated flesh when Ray opened the front of her jeans and all she could do was fidget back and forth, shifting her weight from one foot to the other. 

Ray continued the restraining chokehold and Dawn stared up towards the ceiling, as she tried to breathe. "Are you wet? Is the babysitter getting wet for her teenage lover?" Then Ray pulled upwards with his right arm, forcing Dawn up higher on her tiptoes in an effort to keep the pressure off her neck.

Dawn couldn't see the hungry faces, but she was avidly aware the boys were staring at her lewd exhibition. Suddenly Ray pulled harder with his right arm and Dawn had to severely arch her back to remain on her feet. She could barely talk but managed one more desperate plea. "Dear gawd, please stop. Please don't... don't do this to me."

The man jerked his arm and tightened the chokehold. "Bobby is only a teenager, but I'm positive he'll make you happy," Ray whispered. "Remember your story? How Bobby fucked Sarah... how she became a whore to a teenage cock?"

Without being asked, Brenda moved around her boyfriend and assisted in Dawn's humiliation. She opened the front of the jeans all the way and slowly lowered them to the floor. When Brenda yanked the jeans away, Dawn swiftly moved her feet, but she remained tightly captivated in Ray's arms. All she could do was utter a few useless whimpers, which only seemed to intensify the mood in the room.

Suddenly Ray's left hand latched onto the taunt elastic band around Dawn's stomach. He pulled as hard as he could and she felt the narrow band of material cut into her opening. Held firmly in Ray's viselike grasp, Dawn squirmed around to alleviate the pressure, but it only added to her great humiliation. The small triangle patch of her thong shifted upwards leaving only the string between her legs. Dawn heard the loud gasps of glory from the teens and knew they ogled the lewd exhibitionism.

That was how Brenda found out that her boyfriend was more vindictive than she thought. She witnessed the brutal punishment as Ray kicked Dawn's feet apart and yanked upwards on the thong. Brenda looked away for a second and noticed the two teens still watching the master extract more humiliation on the beaten slave. The thong material was barely visible, as the pussy labia closed around the panty string. Suddenly the evil master ended the chokehold and put his fingers on the upper portion of Dawn's leaking pussy slit.

Ray pried the lips apart and brazenly revealed the pink gem, which was cut in two by the taut string. He yanked upwards even more, so that the little pearl was crushed into the bony pelvis. Dawn sobbed from the immense shame as her blackmailer exposed her nakedness to two boys young enough to be her sons. Her eyes almost popped out of her head when she witnessed lust in the purest form. The teens had their impressive cocks out and they fisted them like troopers. There was certain madness about their actions and Dawn found it impossible to look away.

"Well my sexy babysitter. Do you want it now? Do you want Bobby's big cock?" Ray's sudden outburst made her jump, but she remained in his arms. "Are you going to cream just like Sarah in your story?"

There was no stopping the overly aroused teenagers. Suddenly Ray shoved her across the floor and closer to the sofa. He kept pushing her, as he deviously finished stripping her blouse and bra, leaving her wearing only the well-stretched thong. Dawn struggled against the move, but step-by-step she drew closer to the teenagers. "Oh gawd, Ray, you can't."




Controlling Dawn Ch. 02



Dawn stood on legs that trembled and threatened to collapse at any second. "Boys! Have you ever had a blowjob?"

The teens looked away from the sexy woman as Ray spoke to them. "Yes. Well, no, not really. I had one girl who sucked my dick, but just for a minute."

"Well boys, you're in for a treat. Our little babysitter is the best. She gives head better than any of your teenage girlfriends."

"Holy shit, man! Are you serious?" The teens looked back at Dawn with a new, hopeful expression on their boyish faces.

Dawn was positive she would faint if she stood still any longer. Her head started spinning and her gaze focused on the cocks that waved slowly around and around. She was not aware that Ray had prearranged everything. The teens agreed to use the names in Dawn's story and Ray insisted they masturbate before having sex. His advice made sense, as their stamina would be virtually zero once they saw Dawn's sexy body. It was during the teen's furious masturbation that Ray decided to change plans and force Dawn to suck the teenager's cocks.

Suddenly she was deaf. Dawn saw lips moving, but nothing registered in her overly disillusioned mind. It was as if her feet were nailed to the floor when she watched one of the teens stand up and then bend forward. His hands went to her waist and she flinched when his fingers grazed her flesh. Then to her utter horror, the teen removed the final garment and left her shivering, naked and completely embarrassed.

Ray talked to the teens as if they were the only ones in the room. "Okay boys, you have to learn one thing before having sex with a woman," he stated. "You need stamina if you are going to make a woman happy."

The teens never hesitated. They fisted their cocks knowing Ray controlled their fate. "Christ, I can't believe I'm jerking off... right in front of such a gorgeous woman," one teen whispered.

"Jesus Christ, err... Bobby, go easy. I know I said to jerk off, but now we have a change in plans," Ray stated. "Let me know when you're close; then you can sit back and let our sexy babysitter suck that big dick."

Ray glared directly into Dawn's teary eyes. "Now don't go all the way, boy. Our willing babysitter can't say no to a good blowjob," he whispered. "She can't say no, can she?"

All of a sudden Dawn heard a cry of panic from the boy called Bobby. He had a death-grip around the base of his cock and held the long shaft aimed straight in the air. The teenager squeezed as hard as he could to stop the flow of cum, which was perilously close to exploding from his balls. "Oh fuck, I'm ready!"

Ray noticed the teen's dilemma and quickly shoved Dawn in his direction. "Do it babe, suck him off. Give the boy a blowjob he'll remember forever," Ray ordered.

Dawn merely whimpered when she landed on her knees directly in front of the teen. Her face was a scant inch or two from the enormous cock and it looked even bigger now that she was so close. Suddenly the long, thick shaft slapped her flushed cheek and Ray gave the orders. "Suck it, babe, suck it!"

Without hesitation or mercy, Ray shoved her head forward. Dawn's face hit the teenager's hard penis and she stubbornly held her mouth closed. The teen prayed his luck would continue, as he watched with glee, when the head of his cock hit the rosy lips. There was a split-second when the hard shaft seemed to bend, but then it abruptly straightened with the head fully engulfed by Dawn's mouth.

Instantly the cock hit the back of her throat and Dawn coughed and struggled to keep breathing. Then her head moved back and forth involuntarily. Ray used her hair to push and pull Dawn's head in a cock-sucking fashion and it happened so fast and furious that she almost choked. The teen's cock spewed cum like he had an endless reservoir and Dawn gulped madly so she wouldn't suffocate.

Dawn was oblivious that the fingers of both hands closed around the elongated shaft and her hands inadvertently stroked up and down. It was the strangest 30 seconds of her life. Dawn heard several loud groans; she felt several desperate heaves of the teenager's midsection and then her mouth was full of something hot and creamy. The only way to survive was to swallow the teen's load and Dawn obediently did it though she knew it was morally wrong.

The teen Ray named Jimmy jumped up and stood directly behind Dawn, as she kneeled between his buddy's legs. Jimmy could hardly wait his turn and watched intently when Dawn's luscious tits bounced and swayed crazily during the blowjob. The teen furiously fisted his rock-hard penis and managed to rub his burning meat all over Dawn's neck and shoulders, even brushing her cheek.

Dawn was still breathless when Ray manhandled her. She was twisted around to face Jimmy and Ray forced her to remain in a kneeling position. Without warning, Ray shoved her forward and right into the teenager's midsection. She caught a glimpse of a throbbing cock just as it struck her lips. The force of Ray shoving her head and the teen thrusting his cock in her face was enough to begin a second blowjob. Dawn felt totally helpless and she knew the only way out was for her to perform the disgusting act.

If she thought the first one was fast, the second blowjob was even quicker. The thick cock swelled and seemed to inflate to an extraordinary size. The last thing in the world Dawn imagined was that she would do a comparison. She marveled at the teenager's endowment and she realized her fingers seemed small, as they wrapped around the throbbing penis. Suddenly vivid images of other cocks flashed through her head and Dawn shuddered at how small her husband's manhood was in comparison to the two teenagers.

The frustration was huge as Dawn tried to block out all the naughty images. She struggled to empty her mind of any recollection of past experiences and all that mattered was ending the sordid blowjob with the second teenager.

***

After the second humiliating experience, Dawn was demoralized, but she vowed to do whatever it took to bring a swift end to Ray's demands. She reasoned that if she fought or struggled too hard, the session would last forever, but if she did as he ordered, her ordeal would be over sooner rather than later. Ray put his lips next to her inflamed ear and lashed out with his tongue. "Honey! You remember Sarah, the babysitter? Well that is who you are, Sarah the sexy babysitter."

"It was just a story... a fantasy." Dawn wasn't even aware of how she wound up on her back, stretched out on the vacated sofa like a common hussy. Ray held her down and there was no empathy in his demeanor. Dawn's head filled with all kinds of imaginary visions of her erotic stories. She had to close her eyes when clips of various stories rolled through her mind.

"Now that you sucked them off, these studs will be able to give you something special," Ray whispered. "I can hardly wait to watch you climax with a teenage cock inside your belly."

"You can go to hell."

"C'mon now. You know you want it."

"Go screw yourself, you bastard."

"I love it when you fight. Such a beautiful woman and so sexy, but you're just like all the others."

"I'm not. I won't fall for your dirty scheme."

"You're a slut. A married woman who can't get enough cock."

"Go to hell. I don't want you... or them."

Ray held her down and he pinned her arms up and over her head on the raised arm of the sofa. "Let them feel your tits. Such gorgeous tits and I know the boys love touching them."

"No, please don't." Dawn rolled her head from side to side in utter frustration. It was a major moment of her life when one of the teens sucked his first set of tits, which were far more succulent than any he ever dreamed of touching.

"My, my, that must feel nice. Do you like it?"

Dawn couldn't remember a time when her nipples felt so stimulated and they throbbed madly from being sucked and nibbled by the crazed teenager. There was no tenderness or loving caresses, but the crassness seemed to inflame her disillusioned mind. She couldn't bear to look and held her eyes closed, as one of her nipples disappeared into the hungriest mouth. The boy gobbled some of her boob and all of her nipple into his mouth and then his teeth raked the hardened bud.

Before Dawn could say anything, the other teenager aptly named Bobby feasted on something more seductive than he ever imaged. The shadowy outline between Dawn's thighs merely heightened the teen's aroused state of mind and he attacked with a sudden fury. He kissed her tummy and watched as Dawn squirmed in a vain attempt to keep her legs closed.

Dawn let out an involuntary moan as Ray put his forearm on her neck. He pressed downward forcing her into the soft cushions and then put his face next to hers. "Spread your legs... I think Bobby wants some pussy. Do you want him to feel your horny pussy?"

There was no need to reply. Dawn simply gasped for air, as she felt the boy's hand on her tummy before slowly shifting downwards. His fingers singed a trail across her heated flesh until they reached her quivering pelvis. The boy's hand covered the 'V' at the top of her tightly closed thighs and Dawn steadfastly refused to move. She felt Bobby's fingers intimately caressing the exposed areas, yet she found it fairly easy to stay calm.

Ray noticed the determination on Dawn's face when Bobby grew impatient. The teen's fingers only reached the visible portion of Dawn's precious gem and Ray allowed Bobby the freedom to molest Dawn. She clenched her teeth together in a show of strong resistance and shuddered when the teen's middle finger easily slipped between her velvety thighs. Ray noticed the tip of her puffy labia separate and then the boy's long finger slip into the shadowy slit.

The sound of Dawn's breathing getting ragged was music to Ray's ears, as she huffed and puffed trying harder to defy any increased emotions. "Sweet Jesus. Don't get worked up. Don't get too worked up, sweetheart."

Dawn found her voice in a hurry. "Don't worry, asshole. I'm not excited."

"Don't cream yet, sweetheart."

"Never! I'll never let that happen."

Ray put his face next to hers and pressed harder with his forearm. The choking action caused Dawn to let out a few whimpers as she squirmed back and forth trying to breathe easier. "We still have to have the boy give you a spanking. Remember how Bobby spanked Sarah that first time?"

Dawn heard the vile remark and she didn't believe her ears. Her recollection went back to her story. At the time she wrote that part of the babysitter's downfall, it made her extremely aroused. The one thing that Dawn realized about writing erotic stories was the fact she had to feel all of the passion and desire felt by the heroine. Although nothing as severe or so demoralizing had ever happened to her, Dawn knew it was possible to be overcome by animal lust.

Dawn recalled the intense emotions that filled her head during the babysitting episode and suddenly Ray reminded her of the lust. He grabbed her arms and yanked her into a sitting position. "It's time my love. Time the bad girl got a spanking," Ray whispered in her ear. "Have you ever been spanked?"

"Dear gawd, no!"

"Well, it's time. You've been a bad, bad girl," Ray said. "Did you masturbate when you wrote about Sarah... about the spanking?"

This time the only thing Dawn could do was shake her head vigorously back and forth. She was sure that if she said anything, the truth would come out, which would give Ray more ammunition.

Ray noticed the fleeting guilt on her face so he pressed in for the kill. "I know all about writing erotic stories. Authors get overly aroused by their embellished descriptions and they have to relieve the pressure," he whispered. "Did you need relief when you wrote about Sarah? Did you masturbate?"

Dawn glared straight ahead too afraid to look at the man. "No. It's not like that."

"You're a lying slut, I can tell. You fingered yourself and I can only imagine how many times. Being so honest must be a real bitch. You can't lie to me which means you probably can't lie to your husband," Ray whispered. "Dawn, honey. Bad girls should be spanked. Are you ready?"

Dawn's recollection went back to the story. At the time she wrote that part of the tale, it made her extremely aroused, but suddenly her fiery emotions far surpassed that point. She'd never been spanked in her life and the thought of it happening made her whole body tremble like crazy. The strangest part for her was not knowing how a spanking by a teenager would affect her emotionally. Although she feared being treated like a young girl, there was a small part of her mind that anticipated extreme gratification.

Her legs were rubber when Ray forced Dawn to her feet. She stood beside the sofa, as the naked teenager squirmed into the spot she vacated, and then everything happened fast. With a stern push, Ray shoved Dawn forward and she fell against the teen who grabbed her with his strong hands. In a heartbeat, she wound up across the boy's lap and before she could roll away or escape, the first loud slap echoed in the room.

Dawn was in the midst of a determined struggle when the teen began a spanking that mesmerized everyone in the room. The sight of the creamy flesh turning reddish, as the teen's flat hand rained blow after blow on Dawn's bare ass, was a most arousing spectacle. Within seconds Dawn's ass was on fire and her arms and legs flailed away like crazy without doing any good. She struggled but the teenager administered a serious spanking, which turned into a life-changing experience.

Without warning Ray grabbed a handful of hair on the back of her head. He yanked Dawn's head up in the air and stared into the teary eyes. "Do you feel it? Feel the lust that turned Sarah into a slut?" Ray held the most intense stare and he noticed the lost look in Dawn's eyes. "Bad girl... such a bad girl."

"Stop! Please make him stop."

"Stop? Are you fucking crazy?" The kid is just getting started."

"No. Stop, it hurts!"

"Don't worry, honey. It won't hurt when the kid really gets serious."

"No, no, please stop!"

"Is this like your story? Do you feel what Sarah felt?"

"No, dear gawd, no." It was the most humiliating experience and Dawn was willing to do anything to make it stop. She did everything possible to plead with her blackmailer. Her ass-cheeks ached so bad that when Ray asked her to spread her legs so the teen could extract more revenge she cooperated. Her legs parted and abruptly her crotch was beaten. Bobby spanked her everywhere, her ass, her thighs and then her delicate pussy.

Dawn never thought it was possible, yet suddenly she felt tiny tremors rock her fragile willpower. Then bigger ones and even more intense tremors until her entire pussy throbbed madly. When the teen touched her labia, Dawn thought a thousand volts of electricity had shot through her loins. The following seconds were the eeriest moment of her life. It felt like she floated in midair. Her rosy pussy lips were spread by one teenager and sudden whiffs of hot breathing from the second teenager washed over her vulnerable crotch.

All of a sudden what she assumed was a tongue lashed over the exposed tip of her soul, which had been laid barren by Bobby. Jimmy's tongue slapped her clitoris back and forth many times and each time her hips bucked in response. Then Dawn felt a burning mouth close directly on top of her clitty and suck the entire mass into the hot cavity. When teeth clamped down on her captured morsel, Dawn's belly went into severe convulsions. She naively thought there was still a chance of survival even though the temptation to submit was extremely compelling.

Then the invasion of hell occurred and robbed Dawn's last thread of willpower. Jimmy thrust his long, middle finger into her cunt and he continued sucking on the fluttering clitty. The two teenagers turned the mature woman into a love slave. Jimmy's middle finger pushed on the puckered asshole in a most threatening manner and Dawn whimpered out loud. "Dear gawd, what's happening? What is happening to me? It can't be... no it can't be," she moaned.

One teenager quickly swallowed the trickle out of her inner being. Right at the moment of Dawn's greatest indecision when her womanly juices threatened to flood like an overflowing river, the teenager stopped. Dawn gasped and huffed trying to catch her breath and at the same time regain a measure of self-control. She stared straight ahead and at the expression of approval written on Ray's grinning face. "Guess what? Just when you thought it couldn't get worse, well look over there."

Ray's strong grip on her hair turned her head so she could see Brenda. His girlfriend punctuated Dawn's downfall with a movie camera. She was recording everything and Dawn's heart stopped when she noticed the red light aimed in her direction. "Dear gawd, no, no."

"Smile. Let hubby know you are enjoying the spanking. Go ahead, Bobby. Give her some more," Ray said, as the teen quickly followed his directions.

"What an ass. She's got the best ass... sweetest ass in Seattle," Bobby moaned.

"Please stop, please."

"Go ahead, Jimmy. Eat her out kid."

"Hummm... mmmm... yummmm."

"Smile for the camera, my love. Show the world how much you love being spanked and eaten."

Dawn glared at her friend knowing the movie spelled the end of any struggle, as her hips were raised high in the air and off the teen's lap. Bobby abruptly squirmed off the sofa and then he propped Dawn's knees on the sofa. She never saw it coming. Something touched her labia, which still throbbed from the childish spanking, and then she felt something enter her coveted honey-hole. Bobby held steady with the head of his big cock buried in the hottest love-canal and time seemed to pause for everyone.

Ray jerked her head and held Dawn's face aimed straight at the camera. Brenda even moved so that she was only three feet in front of the startled woman and focused on Dawn's distraught face. Dawn would forever try to put the next 30 minutes into words.

She stared into the dark lens of the camera. The low whirring sound seemed to roar in her ears and she knew the camera was in the record mode. She tried to keep a straight face and not show any emotion or display any outward reaction to what happened. When Bobby's hands closed around her waist and squeezed, Dawn didn't grin or frown. Then the teen pulled back with one swift, sharp jerk. Again Dawn tried hard to hide the sudden shock of getting rammed. She was positive her eyes widened and that she let out a desperate gasp, but hoped it wouldn't display any lack of control.

Then the teen slowly pulled back and she felt the long, hard shaft slip out of her deepest region. It was the weirdest feeling when she stared into the camera lens knowing that her face would be forever recorded on digital format. Dawn prayed the three or four gasps for air wouldn't be noticed or appear too incriminating.

Dawn wondered what a movie watcher would think of the next scene. It happened in stages, which lasted nanoseconds, but seemed like an eternity. Bobby's fingers tightened. Then he pulled back hard and thrust his hips with a frantic obsession. His prick sliced through her inner being with one thrust and cut her spirit in two. There was a brief moment when her eyes bulged and her mouth gapped open, but Dawn quickly regained her composure.

Out of nowhere, Ray's voice sounded. "Now you're being a good girl. A very good girl!" Ray whispered. "Keep looking into the camera and show everyone how a slut acts when she gets fucked by a boy."

Dawn blinked many times and tried to focus on the small camera in Brenda's hands. She realized her breathing had become very uneven and ragged, but she hoped that would not be evident. It was probably the hardest thing she'd ever done. She remained on her knees with a teenage cock planted so deep inside her womanhood that there was no mercy and she pretended nothing was happening. Her eyes glazed over as she uttered one more plea. "Stop, please make him stop."




Controlling Dawn Ch. 02



Ray put his lips next to her ear and kept Dawn's face pointed straight ahead. "Remember one of your stories? I'm not sure which one, but the one where the heroine was forced to say it... to tell the truth about getting fucked by a big cock," he said. "How you wrote about telling hubby that the cock was much bigger than his."

Dawn recalled how humiliation in her stories seemed to be overwhelming. "No, please, no more."

"Well, Dawn honey, you're going to tell the world. Tell the world how much you love Bobby's cock and how much bigger he is than your husband," Ray said. His voice was steady and carried a definite tone of power, which made his intended humiliation more devastating.

Dawn wondered how long her heart could stop beating. She froze and didn't know what to do. As an erotic writer, Dawn embellished many parts of a story. When she wrote about severe humiliation, she wasn't sure the disgrace was even in the realm of possibilities. All of a sudden something that took a second to do felt like infinity. In desperation Dawn arched her back and it was too late when she realized it enabled the teenager to reach max penetration.

All the air came rushing out of her lungs when Bobby thrust with all of his might and buried his man-sized pecker with one more powerful thrust. Suddenly fiction became reality or was it the other way around? She was confused; maybe reality became fiction and she was no long Dawn, but Sarah the babysitter.

She may have fainted, as there was so much pain, yet so much elation. Her head rocked back and forth, as Ray jerked her head using his firm grip on her hair. "Not yet... holy shit hold on, Sarah. Wait for it," Ray whispered in her ear. "Sarah, can you hear me? Wait for it!"

"Oooww. Nooo." Thankfully being called Sarah lessoned the humiliation, but Dawn merely managed a few pathetic groans.

Ray put one hand under her chin and held her face perfectly aimed at the camera. "Lucky the kid had a blowjob... now he can give you what you want. Sarah it's time. Look into the camera... you have something to tell me."

"Nooo. Aaah... gaaawd."

"That's it Sarah. Get ready to cream all over the kid's cock," Ray said. "I selected Bobby just for you... because he has what you need. Tell Raymond how much you love big cocks."

"Nooo. Nooo... ooowww."

"It's okay, honey. I know... you can't talk, but everyone can tell. The movie will show a teenager fucking your brains out."

Bobby was out of control and he slammed his hips at her backside with each penetration. The teen gave four or five powerful thrusts where he embedded his ramrod to the hilt every time. Suddenly a few small spasms rocketing through her loins were followed immediately by tremors which caused her stomach to go into convulsions. Dawn dearly wanted to wait, to prolong the inappropriate intercourse for womanly reasons and she couldn't remember hanging on so long.

It was strange how she fought very hard, but then in a heartbeat nothing else mattered. Her hips started gyrating and grinding back and forth, as the dam burst. The immense lubrication enabled the teenager to increase the tempo to a feverish pitch and he witnessed sexual bliss.

Ray licked the side of Dawn's face and seemed to taunt her even more. "Go ahead kid. She's all yours and the best part... she can't say, no," he whispered, as he held her face up to the camera. "A perfect movie. The slut has an orgasm with a teenage cock in her belly. Is it good, my love?"

"Gawd, no... no!"

"Oh baby, you're cumming and the kid is almost ready. Christ he's driving his prick into your sweet cunt... you're acting like a bitch. I've never seen anyone cum so hard."

"Gawd, why... oh why."

"How big is the kid... bigger than hubby?"

"Oh, gawd, I can't stop. Yes, oh gawd, yes."

"Keep it cummin' baby, keep it cumming."

"Gawd, he's so big... so big."

Dawn felt the teen's hands around her waist and then he squeezed hard in an effort to gain the perfect grip. Then Bobby rocked her back and forth on her knees and drove his swollen cock into her like a madman. Time ceased to have meaning for Dawn. Her orgasm flourished and then she felt the teen's thrusts go random and sporadic. Much to her amazement, there was still gas in her tank and she inadvertently milked the throbbing pecker even though it was wrong.

Dazed and too bewildered to struggle, Dawn allowed Ray to execute the rest of his evil scheme. She didn't resist when he practically threw her onto the floor. "That was fucking amazing. Now it's time for our sexy babysitter to satisfy Jimmy... the other teenage stud."

Dawn noticed that Brenda still had the movie camera in her hands and the red light was flashing. "No more... please, Brenda, no more."

Ray spread her out like a sacrificial lamb. He pinned her arms up and over her head and left her nakedness exposed to the camera. "Don't worry, my love. If you follow directions, no one will ever know. No one will see the movie... other than some friends of mine. But... disobey one order and hubby will see his sexy wife getting screwed by a teenager. Now be a good girl."

Dawn stared straight ahead. "No more, please, no more."

Jimmy crouched between her legs and there was no doubt what was on his mind. The teenager pushed her legs apart, as far as possible, and it took him mere milliseconds to mount her. A wild teenager fucked her and much to Dawn's dismay she wasn't overly upset. It was more a matter of fate and she didn't have to do anything to increase Jimmy's enjoyment, as he was already experiencing erotic ecstasy.

Ray decided to simply turn things into a full-fledged gangbang. After watching the second teenager ravage the sexy erotic author, he was bursting at the seams. The fact he had complete control over such a desirable woman made Ray even hornier and filled him with complete confidence. He needed a blowjob in the worst way and as soon as Jimmy finished humping Dawn, he took over.

Ray pushed Jimmy off Dawn when his patience ran out. He had already given his girlfriend instructions. Brenda had dutifully given him the camera and now she was in a desperate struggle with Bobby. "Kid! Go help your buddy. He's getting a mouthful of cunt and I think Brenda could use another teenage stud," Ray said. "Look at him... he's got'er ready for some lovin'."

The tiny respite gave Dawn the opportunity to catch her breath. She looked across the room and noticed one of the teenagers performing cunnilingus on Brenda. It was very obvious that the teen knew what to do as the woman's arms and legs were outstretched, thrashing wildly apparently out of control. Dawn watched the boy's tongue swoosh through Brenda's vulnerable opening. Every time the tongue came up and over the tip of her pelvis, her hips jerked up in the air trying to catch the fleeting molester.

Dawn watched Bobby also give Brenda a methodical finger-fucking. His hand was moving fast, as he worked his finger in and out, causing Brenda even more distress. Then the second teenager joined the fray and began fondling the woman's tits. Jimmy devoured the entire end of one boob and groped the other, as his fingers pinched the nipple. Suddenly Brenda's body started twitching vigorously and Dawn noticed the extreme agony etched on the woman's face.

All of a sudden there was a hard cock in her face. Dawn's attention shifted from the distraught woman to Ray's pecker, which pushed against her tightly closed lips. There was a split-second hesitation when Ray pushed hard and then she managed to pull back. Dawn made a desperate grab for the cock and she wrapped her fingers around the throbbing shaft to prevent it being rammed into her mouth.

"Suck it baby. We have a long night ahead of us," Ray whispered. "This can take as long as you wish; it's entirely up to you."

Even though the prospect of mercy from Ray seemed futile, Dawn tried one last time. "I've done everything... all that you've asked. Please, no more. Please, Ray, I can't do anymore."

Ray wrinkled his brow in a questioning expression and his intense glare added to her frustration. "That was another beautiful sex act. I just love the way you looked... with your legs spread wide and being ridden hard by a young stud," Ray said. The smug grin on his face was enough indication for Dawn to know the man was not finished with her humiliation. "Now it's time you sucked a man's cock."

Dawn was out of breath and also felt totally used and abused. She glared at Ray, watching the grin get bigger on his face. Then to her dismay, he raised the camera and aimed it in her direction. Without clothes and the already recorded evidence on a DVD meant Dawn was completely under Ray's blackmail control. Her head remained still when Ray moved forward and split her lips with the flared head of his cock. Suddenly the entire head was inside her mouth and she held the thick shaft, determined to stop Ray from ramming his pecker any deeper.

That was when everything got distorted for Dawn. She could only imagine what the camera recorded when she rolled her eyes up at the man and sucked his cock. Ray was in his glory, as he filmed every illustrious sex act starting with the blowjob. He had one hand on the camera and one hand on Dawn's head, forcing her to keep his cock in her mouth. "Suck it baby. Show me how much you want all of this kept a secret."

Dawn couldn't remember enduring so much humiliation. Ray wasn't happy until she sucked him off and drank all of his cum. He never stopped filming her humiliating experience and her embarrassment continued when Ray willingly offered the teenagers more sexual gratification. Bobby was thoroughly worked up after performing cunnilingus on Brenda and Jimmy wanted more than petty fondling and groping.

Ray's plan was crude yet so simply that no instructions were required. Once he climaxed, his entire focus was on filming two teenagers having intercourse with two women. Whether predetermined or by chance, Jimmy quickly jumped on top of Brenda and Bobby did likewise to Dawn. Ray panned from one raunchy scene to the other making sure to catch the distraught expression on the women's faces.

Dawn couldn't remember intercourse lasting so long. When the teenager started pumping and moving his perpetual hard-on in and out at a steady pace, she thought she would endure the humiliation and it would be over. That didn't happen, as Ray needed to satisfy his greedy desire for power so he allowed the teenagers to ravage both women until they were unable to get another erection. It was very late when Ray let her go home and Dawn toiled at finding the proper way of explaining the night out to her husband.

THE END of Chapter Two

I plan for at least one more chapter reenacting more of my erotic stories. Brenda started me on this trail of erotic bliss and I thank her for giving me the inspiration.