3 comments/ 52425 views/ 41 favorites Kate's Mistake By: peaches07 "You want to get out of here?" asked Devon, with a suggestive smile. Kate swallowed nervously. She didn't usually go home with strangers at the bar, but she and Devon had been having such a nice time. He was tall, charming, intelligent, and had big broad shoulders that she almost wanted to sink her teeth into. "Sure..." she said, shyly. She cleared her throat. "Sure. That would be nice" She smiled at him while looking up through her eyelashes in an attempt to look charming. He leaned in close, so his mouth was next to her ear, and Kate felt her stomach flip flop and waves of desire cascade to her nether regions. "Let's go back to mine and finish our conversation. I'd love to show you the piece I was talking about," said Devon, referencing the newly acquired painting they had been discussing. Kate nodded and grinned, and Devon took her hand and led her toward the door. "I'll drive," he said, flashing his charming and reassuring smile, and Kate followed him to his car down the street. He laughed when she shivered in the cool night air and pulled her close to warm her. In the car, Devon gently caressed her leg and made polite conversation about the bar scene. Kate basked in the attention and hoped this time she had finally met someone with whom she'd have long term potential. All too quickly, they were pulling into a pricey apartment complex and her nerves began to get the better of her. Should she really have come with this man back to his apartment? How far would she let it go tonight? Devon led the way upstairs to his spacious apartment, and Kate made the proper admiring sounds over the size and décor while Devon poured them each a glass of wine. Devon turned her toward the painting. It was large, and a mishmash of overlapping colors in various shapes. Kate stared hard, but she just didn't understand abstract art. "You can feel the passion the artist was feeling with each brush stroke," said Devon, gesturing. "doesn't it just scream raw sensuality?" "Umm.... Sure," said Kate, eager to please. Devon stood behind her and wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her to his chest. "As do you," he whispered in her ear. Kate blushed furiously and opened her mouth to deny it, but Devon expertly turned her head and kissed her. He was warm and the contrast of his smooth lips and slightly stubbled cheek turned her on. He opened her mouth and kissed her passionately, his tongue cleverly hinting at its potential skill in other areas. Kate stepped back, overcome with shyness. "I should go," she said, trying to think of a good excuse. Devon took her wineglass from her hand and leaned into her again, kissing her harder, pushing her body back against the wall. Kate gasped from the intensity, and from the sudden hard bulge pressing into her stomach. "Stay," said Devon, and it sounded to her more like an order than a request. He angled his hips into her, forcing her to feel his hardness rubbing against her. "You've only just got here," he whispered. "It's too early to go." "No," said Kate. "No, I think I better go." She sidestepped away from him, growing nervous. "I've got an early morning meeting, and um –" He grabbed her wrist. "Don't be a tease, Kate. Nobody likes a tease." "I'm not, I just have to go, sorry. Maybe another time." She took another step toward the door, but Devon grabbed her by the wrist. "I don't like teases, Kate. I think you'd better stay and learn what happens to naughty girls who tease." His words terrified her. She'd never been in a situation like this before. She stammered that she really needed to leave, But Devon hushed her again with his mouth over hers, his tongue no longer skillful and pleasing, but plundering her mouth till she could barely breathe. He lifted a hand to her neck, and squeezed, ever so slightly. "You see how strong my hands are, Kate? You see how strong my arms are? Do you know how easily I could crush your little windpipe so you never breathe or tease again?" he pressed harder to demonstrate his point. Kate choked. "if you promise to be a good girl, and not scream, I won't have to hurt you. Much. Nod your head if you understand." Kate, desperate for air, nodded. "Good girl," said Devon and released her. Kate fell to her hands and knees, drawing in deep breaths of air through her burning throat. "That's a good position for you," said Devon, looking down at her. "I think we'll start here, you little cocktease. Get up on your knees." He began to take off his belt. "Please – " began Kate. He slapped his open palm against her face, hard enough to sting make her eyes water. "The next time you talk without my permission, it'll be worse, and the time after that, even worse. If you want to keep making noise, I can bed you over the couch and use this on you till you learn to behave." He held up his belt. "Do we need to that?" Kate shook her head furiously. No. "Good. Now open your mouth, slut." He unzipped his pants and pulled his semi-hard cock out. "Get it hard, like a good little girl." He pulled her head forward. "And don't even think about biting it. One nip of those teeth and you'll never live to see another day." He shoved his dick into her mouth, moaning as he hit her moist, warm throat. "That's it, you little cocksucker. Suck it like the dirty whore you are." Kate began to mover her head back and forth, moistening his cock. Maybe this is all it would take, she thought. A quick blowjob and she'd be on her way, safe and sound again. She got a rhythm going, hoping it would be over soon. "As soon as I saw you across the room tonight, I knew your little lips were made for sucking cock," groaned Devon as he pumped in and out of her mouth. He was fully erect now, and he must have been nine inches. Kate brought her hand up out of habit, to act as a bumper so he couldn't shove too far into her mouth. Devon grabbed her hand. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" He slapped her again, harder than before. "This is about your mouth, this is cock sucking, when I want your goddamn hand, you'll know." He grabbed her whole head unexpectedly and shoved himself all the way down her throat. Kate gagged and tried to pull away, but he was too strong. I can't breathe, she thought, I'm going to suffocate on his cock. He pulled out and she sucked in air, before he was shoving his cock back down her throat again. "That's a good little girl, that's a good little slut, gag on that cock. Suck on that dick, you good little slut." He kept repeating the process of pulling out for a second so she could breathe and then shoving his dick back into her mouth. He moaned, pulled out, and then grabbed a handful of her hair, yanking her head back so she was looking up at him. "Are you a good little slut?" he asked, jacking his dick with his other hand. "Are you?" he repeated when she didn't answer. He slapped his cock against her face, leaving sticky trails of saliva and precum on her cheek. "Yes," whispered Kate, afraid not to. "I can't hear you, are you a good little slut?" "Yes," she said, louder. "Yes, what? What are you?" "I'm a good little slut." Said Kate "Then lick my balls." He was still pumping away with his other hand as he shoved her face into the base of his penis. She tentatively stuck her tongue out and licked. Devon groaned. "That's a good little girl. Lick those balls." Kate had never done this before. She began to lap at the seam in the middle of his scrotum, like a cat lapping milk, getting it wetter and slick with saliva. "You ARE a dirty little girl" said Devon, staring down at her. "Look at you sucking balls like a filthy whore. Do you like having my balls in your mouth? Only a dirty, naughty girl would like that, but that's what you are, aren't you? You're a nasty little fucktoy, a cum slut." Kate continued to lap and gently suck at his testicles, but something strange was happening. She was getting turned on. Her body was betraying her. Her mind screamed out that this was wrong, so wrong, but her pussy had begun to ache and feel empty. "I think you're enjoying this," said Devon. "I think you like being my little fuckslut. If I were to finger that pussy, how wet would it be, hmm? I bet you're dripping." Kate furiously hoped it wasn't true, but she was scared that her body was responding without the permission of her mind. "Let's find out," leered Devon, pulling her head away from his sack and shoving her down. "Take your clothes off. All of them." She did."Get on your elbows and knees, bitch." Kate obeyed, and he walked around behind her so her ass was exposed to him. "Keep your eyes on the ground, if I catch you looking back here I'll have to get the belt," warned Devon. Kate nodded and lowered her head farther. She could feel him behind her, tracing the curve of her back with his hands, squeezing her ass, and slowly letting his fingers slide lower. She could feel him parting her pussy lips and he slipped a finger inside. She gasped at the sudden intrusion and how good it felt. It was all she could do not to shove her hips back at him and whimper for more. "You're soaking wet, Kate. What kind of girl gets so wet over being a fucktoy?" She burned with shame, at the same time wishing he'd use his finger, still inside her, to fuck her. "Only the sluttiest, naughtiest girls get wet from that. But we already knew you were a naughty girl, didn't we Kate? And naughty girls need to be punished." He withdrew his finger, to her chagrin. For a minute nothing happened, and Kate began to wonder if maybe it was all over. She heard the crack before she felt the sting, but then there it was, burning, stinging pain on her buttocks. CRACK!! He brought his hand down again, and Kate tried not to cry out, certain that if she did it would only lead to more punishment for her. CRACK!! "This is what happens, Kate - " CRACK!! " – to naughty little cockteases - " CRACK!! "who need to learn to be good little fucktoys!" CRACK, SMACK, CRACK!! She stifled a cry, and it came out as a strange, guttural sound. His finger slipped inside her pussy again. "Mmmm, you're even wetter now, you like to be punished, don't you? Your body needs it, you need it. Bad little girls need to be punished." He was sliding his fingers in and out of her now, and Kate was panting and pushing against his hand, unable to stop herself. "Look at you, you slut." Devon sounded amused and disgusted. "Panting like a dog in heat, you're just a worthless bitch like a dog, only put on this earth to serve man." He punctuated each word with a thrust of his fingers, and Kate was going crazy, moaning aloud and grinding against his hand. She was desperate for a release and his fingers felt deliciously filling inside of her. Suddenly he withdrew them and she almost protested in disappointment. She heard a quick rustling of foil and froze. Was that a condom? Oh god. Oh god. It was really rape now, wasn't it. She didn't want to have sex with him... did she? His cock pressing against her pussy told her she had no choice. He rubbed the head of his cock up and down her slit. She waited for him to push inside of her and complete her rape. Up and down, he rubbed, and then he reached his other hand around, to her surprise, and gently began working her clit in small circles. Kate gasped and tried not to groan with pleasure. "Is that, good, you cunt?" His voice was low, almost a whisper. "Is this cock what you want?" Kate said nothing, but began to thrust her hips against him in time with the fingers working her clit. She was so wet and ready. She was so horny. She did want his cock, she wanted it inside her, thrusting her hard and making her cum. She could feel the head, just the tip, barely pressing inside of her, just enough to drive her crazy. "I'm not going to rape you. Cocksluts like you don't need to be raped. I'm not going to fuck you unless you beg me to." He kept swirling his fingers around her clit, bringing her closer to orgasm, while his cock was perfectly still, positioned right outside her pussy in the most maddening of teases. She moaned and jerked her hips, drawing closer to cumming. She was so close, so close... Then he stopped, right as she was on the edge. She growled in frustration and tried to push back on his cock, despite her brain screaming at her to stop. He grabbed her ass and held her away, so her pushing got her nowhere. "It's not going to be that easy, cunt. You beg me to fuck you, or you don't get the cock. Do you want me to fuck you?" Kate said nothing, just kept pushing her hips back. CRACK!! He slapped her ass hard, reached up and grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked her head back. "Beg me, slut. Beg me to fuck you." "Please," she whispered. "Beg me to fuck you!" he pulled her hair harder. "Please fuck me!" She cried, unable to help herself any longer. Still holding her hair he began to drive himself into her slowly, inch by agonizing inch. She pushed back with all her might, wanting the whole cock inside her, filling her, making her cum, but his other hand still on her ass held her off. Halfway in, he stopped, and began rubbing the head of his dick against her g – spot. The feeling was so intense she almost screamed and suddenly she was in the thrall of the most powerful orgasm of her life. Her back arched, the walls of her vagina clamped down, and her whole body tensed and released in the most amazing feeling ever. Devon slammed hard into her before she was finished and she nearly came again from the sensation of fullness. He pounded in and out of her, harder than she'd ever been fucked before, and she loved it. With every thrust his balls slapped against her clit, sending fresh waves of pleasure through her. He let go of her hair and grabbed her hips with both hands to hold her steady while he jackhammered her. After a while he slowed down some, and Kate figured he was near the end, until she felt pressure on her ass. While his dick slid in and out of her, Devon slowly began to slide a finger inside her ass. Kate squirmed a little, she'd never had anything back there before. He barely moved it, it was just a slow, steady progress. Combined with the sensations of his cock it was not entirely unpleasant. He worked his finger in and out, a little deeper each time, until his finger was buried all the way in her ass. Then he began to press downward, rubbing his cock and finger together through the wall of her pussy. "Oh my god!" cried Kate. She'd never felt so full and the pleasure was intense. "You like that, maybe I should put my cock in your ass," grunted Devon, pounding away at her pussy. "You slut, you'd like that, wouldn't you? My big cock, thrusting right into that virgin ass, filling you up, pounding you hard..." Just the suggestion put Kate over the edge, and she came again, hard. Her contracting pussy squeezed Devon and with a groan he slammed into her, jerking and spasming as he came. Kate's legs shook. Her arms shook. She'd never in her life felt so humiliated and used. She felt AMAZING. Devon pulled his flaccid dick out and flung the condom on her back. "Get out of here, slut. I'm done with you." He flopped down on the couch, spent. Kate rose to her feet and put her clothes back on wile Devon watched her lazily. She walked unsteadily to the door and opened it when Devon said, "Next Saturday, Kate. I expect you to be here." She nodded, knowing she wouldn't miss it for anything. Kate's Mistake Ch. 02 Kate shivered. How long had she been lying here, tied to the bed? She halfheartedly pulled at her wrist restraints, knowing it was a futile effort. Devon had made sure she was securely tied in place before he'd left. How much longer would he be gone? The sundress she'd been directed to wear was bunched up around her waist, the flimsy straps had been pulled down over her arms and the skirt pushed up when he'd slipped her panties off. She could see them lying on the floor, glistening with her juices. She didn't know why Devon's rough treatment of her turned her on so much, but it did. Kate sighed and tried to wiggle her dress upward to cover her exposed nipples. It wasn't working, but at least it gave her something to do while she waited, other than think about how horny she was. He hadn't even given her a rough finger fucking this time, he'd just forced her onto the bed and tied her down. She'd dripped with the excitement of being restrained, but then he'd simply said he had to pick something up for them and he'd left. She had no idea how long she'd been waiting, but it felt like forever. With her hands tied, she wasn't even free to take care of the ache in her pussy while she waited. She wondered what he'd gone to get. She closed her eyes and began to imagine his hands on her, rough and demanding, as he called her slut, whore, cocktease. Her pussy felt empty and she bounced her ass against the bed a little, wiggling her hips back and forth, trying to relieve the hunger somehow. She sighed again. How much longer? A jingle of keys in the door and the sound of a man's voice laughing told her he was finally home. Excitement swept over her, and she silently berated herself for being so wanton as her pussy clenched in anticipation. Then she froze. Was that a woman's voice she heard? Had Devon brought someone back with him? What in the world did he have planned? She had not agreed to anyone else joining them, especially not another woman. Sure, she'd made out with a girl back in her drunken college days, but she'd never done anything serious, and she was not comfortable with the idea. Devon strode into the bedroom. "How's my cumslut? Have you missed me?" he slid two fingers inside her and wiggled them against her g-spot. Kate moaned. "I see you have, look at this mess you've made on the bed. I can't believe what a little whore you are." "Is someone here?" asked Kate, breathing raggedly as Devon continued to finger her. He withdrew his fingers and flicked her clit, not too hard, but enough to remind her who was in charge. Kate winced slightly and regretted asking. "Don't ask so many questions, bitch. You don't want to spoil the surprise, do you? Do you?" he leaned in menacingly and Kate shook her head. "No, of course not. I'm sorry." He gave her a warning glance, and then left the room again, closing the door behind him. Kate hoped he'd be back soon. Alone. Her wish was granted as he appeared again moments later with something concealed in his hand. "Why are you so wet, you little slut? Have you been lying here thinking naughty thoughts while I was gone? Were you thinking about my cock inside you?" Kate blushed and nodded, averting her eyes. Devon grabbed her face and turned it towards him roughly. "Look at me when I ask you a question, you cunt. Were you thinking about my cock inside of you? Is that why you're all wet?" "Yes," said Kate staring back at him. "I want your cock." She knew she was blushing, but she didn't care. "Look how wet you are," said Devon. He leaned his head forward and licked her slit from bottom to top. Kate gasped and bucked her hips against his face, desperate for more. "You're such a bad girl, Kate. Do you know what a naughty little slut you are? Look at you. Nice girls don't get horny like this." He slid a finger inside her and licked her again. Kate moaned, pushing against him. "Slut," said Devon, and a second later she felt something foreign and slightly cool pushing against her entrance. She looked down and saw Devon working a large vibrator into her. "Oh," she said in surprise, but it felt good so she wiggled against it. "You're so cock-hungry," said Devon. "Do you like this fake cock inside you?" "Yes," breathed Kate, biting her lip and pulling against her bonds as her body writhed in pleasure. He slid it inside her so slowly, bit by bit. She longed for him to ram it into her to the hilt. She thrust her hips at him in an effort to swallow the whole thing. "Greedy bitch," said Devon, and slapped the outside of her thigh. "Don't make me punish you for being so greedy. You'll get whatever I choose to give you, and be grateful for it." He withdrew the toy a couple inches and Kate whined softly, silently begging him for pity. Devon twisted the vibrator slowly, and turned it on to the lowest setting. Kate squirmed with pleasure. He inched the toy in the rest of the way, bit by bit, until finally all but the handle were inside her pussy. Kate moaned nearly jumped off the bed when Devon added the stimulation of his tongue. It felt amazing, and she knew she would cum soon if he just kept this up. Of course, he didn't. He left the vibrator going at the lowest possible buzz and then sat up straight, undoing his pants as he moved up the bed. He pulled out his cock and pushed Kate's head back onto the pillow as he pressed the head of his dick against her mouth. Kate eagerly licked the head and opened her mouth to let him inside. Devon gave a low groan as his cock slowly hardened under Kate's diligent tongue. He began to thrust in and out, while Kate tried to breathe around the dick in her mouth. He took special pleasure in driving his dick as far down her throat as possible, so his balls dangled against her chin. He'd push in and hold until Kate thought she might pass out from lack of oxygen, then he'd pull out and fuck her mouth with rapid, shallow thrusts while she gasped for air. "You're such a good little cock-sucker, that's a good girl, you dirty little bitch" the stream of epithets from his mouth was near constant as his assault on her mouth continued. He pulled out of her mouth and grabbed his cock with his hand, letting his balls drop onto her mouth. Kate knew what it was he wanted, and she carefully licked and sucked around his balls, working her way underneath them to the spot between his balls and ass. She pressed her tongue into it with broad, rapid strokes. "Oh fuck yeah, you dirty little bitch, lick that" Devon kept jerking himself, his balls smacking her face as he pulled his shaft up and down. "Lick that taint." Kate was so focused on the task at hand she'd almost forgotten about the vibrator inside her until she felt it starting to slip out of her. She wriggled her hips to try and get it to stay and froze when she realized that it wasn't slipping out, it was being pulled, by a hand. She quit her attentions to Devon and raised her head to peer downwards. There was a woman crouched at the foot of the bed, grinning up at her and pulling the vibrator. "What the fuck?" said Kate struggling against her ties. "Get out of here! Devon, no, I am not ok with this!" She squirmed again, but in vain. The knots were tight, she wasn't going anywhere. "Who the fuck asked you, slut?" Devon was glaring down at her. "Now, if you're done complaining, I have better uses for that pretty mouth." "No, I mean it, NO-" Kate's words were cut off by Devon ramming his cock down her throat. She contemplated biting him but she knew she would be punished if she did. The woman was now pushing the vibrator back in, then pulling it out, in a slow but constant rhythm. She leaned forward and gently kissed Kate's inner thigh, softly trailing her kisses inward, toward Kate's most private areas. 'No,' she tried to say, but she couldn't draw breath around Devon's cock. The woman tenderly lapped at Kate's clit, still working the vibrator, and Kate shuddered with pleasure in spite of herself. Her body was so quick to betray her. She felt dirty, a cock in her mouth and a strange woman eating her pussy, but she also felt incredibly turned on. The vibrator increased in speed and Kate pushed her hips at the woman, ashamed of her actions but unable to stop. Devon slowed his barrage of her mouth as he watched the situation. "Does that feel good, little slut? You're such a whore you don't care who is between your legs, as long as they're giving you pleasure. What a bad, bad girl." Kate wanted to argue, but her pussy was gushing and she wondered if he was right. The girl's long auburn hair was falling softly on her thighs, and she was licking frantically at Kate's clit in a way no man ever had. Kate moaned around Devon's cock. Maybe she didn't care. "Hold it, Heather," said Devon, with a wicked smile, "Let's trade places." "What?!" said Kate, once her mouth was free. "No, no way, I'm not eating out some girl." Heather was already pulling out the vibrator and moving her head away, and Kate's hips were questing after her despite her protestations. Devon slid down the bed, pulling a condom from the night stand as he went, while Heather moved up near Kate's head. Devon grabbed her sensitive clit and pinched, enough to make Kate stop talking and draw in her breath slightly. "Now listen, cockslut. You're going to eat her out, and you're going to do a good job of it, until she cums, or you will pay for it later. If you're a good little slut, maybe I'll let you cum too. Now, do you want this cock?" he rubbed the head of it around her entrance, driving her crazy with his teasing. She tried to force herself upwards and down on his cock but she just couldn't move enough. He ignored her pathetic efforts and placed just the tip inside of her, making her gasp and grunt like an animal while she squirmed for more. "If you want it, you're going to start licking." Kate was torn. She wanted it, so badly, she knew it would make her cum. "Sit on her face," he said to Heather, and the red-haired girl swung her leg over Kate's face, her soft pussy lips inches from Kate's mouth. "Lick," said Devon, moving his dick in and out a fraction of an inch. Oh god, thought Kate. She wanted it, she needed it, but could she do this? She didn't even know where to begin. She tentatively thrust her tongue upward, making contact with the girl's clitoris. "OH!" gasped Heather in delight. "That's a good slut," said Devon, and eased his cock in another inch. Kate moaned and licked upward again. Heather pressed her pussy down onto Kate's mouth and whimpered. Devon slipped further inside Kate's pussy. "You're going to have to work harder than that if you want me to work harder, cunt." Kate bucked her hips against him, hungry for more cock. Devon stoically refused to move, and Kate groaned in frustration. Fine, she thought, she'd do it this time, if that's what it took. She began to lap Heather's clit more insistently, and the girl cried out in pleasure. Kate was taken aback as Heather began to fuck her face, but once she began to get the hang of it she started to enjoy the work. Here was this girl, seemingly in control, as she, Kate, was the one strapped to the bed, but in reality she was the one in control. Heather was humping her face, but without her tongue flicking her clit and swirling it around, the girl would have nothing. Devon, correctly interpreting the moans and movements from the head of the bed as Kate doing her job, began to thrust his cock deep into her, all the way to the balls. Kate cried out in pleasure, the sound muffled by Heather's pussy around her mouth. She redoubled her efforts with her tongue, and was rewarded by Heather grabbing her head and calling out, while Devon began to pound her pussy, using it roughly. The sensation of having her legs tied while Devon was fucking her was incredible. She was so turned on. Heather's juices ran down her face and Kate slipped her tongue inside her, fucking her pussy with her tongue. "Oh my god!" cried Heather, and her frantic face fucking increased. Kate licked and probed with her tongue, sucking at the girl's clit, surprised how sexy she felt with her face in another woman's pussy. "Don't stop, don't stop, oh god I'm CCUUUMMMMMINNNGG!" screamed Heather, and her pussy pulsed against Kate's tongue, as the girl's body arched backward and her hands clawed at the pillows. "Good little cunt," grunted Devon, as he plowed into Kate again and again. Heather fell to the side of the bed, watching him fuck Kate. "I knew you were born to be used, like a good cumslut." Kate was flushed with excitement and a strange sense of pride at having gotten another girl off. She bit her lip and arched into the delicious feeling of Devon's cock filling her. She closed her eyes and was surprised when a moment later she felt a finger gently stroking her clit. She opened her eyes and saw Heather grinning at her as she held her hand over Kate's pussy. To Kate's surprise, this time she found herself welcoming the other girls touch, and she moaned in pleasure as Heather stroked her more rapidly. Devon continued to ram his girth into her and she began to pant as she felt a massive orgasm building. "Oh are you gonna cum while another girl is touching you? Does my little slut like that?" "Yes, oh fuck, yes!" cried Kate. She was so close now, her hips straining upwards and her hands clawing the air as the restraints held them back. "Please, yes, oh god, oh god!! OH GOD!" Kate's pleas turned into a wordless cry of ecstasy as she fell into the grip of a powerful orgasm, her last conscious thought for a while being that Heather was rubbing herself with her other hand and that it was sexy. For a few moments she just lay there, basking in the post orgasm glow as Devon pumped his penis in and out of her soaking pussy. "Ah yea, oh fuck yeah, you filthy little slut, your pussy is so fucking tight, uuhhhnnn." Devon grunted and shuddered as he came, his cock pulsing inside of her. Kate smiled. She felt amazing. Heather smiled back at her and they both looked at Devon. "Round two?" asked Heather.