1 comments/ 56967 views/ 9 favorites Sara's Vacation Surprise Ch. 01 By: tedfagan "Here she comes.", Al called out from his position by the window, then headed for garage. "Showtime! ", echoed Butch as he came out of the office with Fred and they headed for the garage. They took their positions by the door at the side of the garage and waited for their victim to walk into their trap. They'd turned the door opener off so she'd come this way rather than walk around to the front door. Al, the biggest, would grab her from behind and lift her off her feet. Fred would pull the satin pillowcase over her head and tie a piece of rope round her neck to hold it in place. Al was to hold her in a bear hug until she stopped struggling then he'd stand her up and turn her around so Butch could put the handcuffs on. Sara pushed the button on the garage door opener as she turned into the driveway. Nothing happened. She tried again, squeezing the button harder. Again, nothing. She stopped the car at the garage door and tried again, with the same result. "Damn! I replaced the battery in this stupid thing two weeks ago. Now I'll have to call Henry to come fix the thing." She got out of the car and reached for her briefcase. "Nah, nah, I'm not openin' you for nine whole days.", and left it there on the passenger seat. She walked, high heels clicking, to the door on the side of the garage, looking forward to her first time off in six months. As she stepped through the door she's lifted off her feet by a pair of very strong arms and a sack is pulled over her head. Before she has a chance to react, her captor said "Keep your mouth shut an' do as you're told and you won't get hurt." She grunts as she's squeezed even harder. "See. An' I ain't hardly tryin'. Just nod if you're gonna be a good girl and stay nice an' quiet." She nodded jerkily and felt something tied around her neck, securing the sack. "Good girl. I'm gonna put you down but don't get any dumb ideas about doin' something' that's gonna get us pissed off at you." He put her down and turned her around so Butch could pull her arms together and click handcuffs on her wrists. Her hands secured, he tossed her effortlessly over his shoulder. "Now let's get inside to someplace more comfortable.", the man carrying her said. "This is gonna be bad.", she thought, her brain beginning to work. "Probably not a good idea to try to talk 'em out of it. Just do what they want Sara and try to get out of this with just a sore pussy." The three grinned and flashed thumbs up at each other as they took her into the house, down the hall to the large family room they'd started calling the "play room". Al stood her on her feet in the center of the large open space they'd cleared to one side of the room, directly under one of the exposed beams. Butch quickly tied the rope hanging from the beam to the rope around her neck. She is surprised and puzzled they've stopped in the family room. She expected them to take her right up to her bedroom. "This isn't good, why'd we stop here.", she thinks. "Stay calm sister and just do what they say. Right! Stay calm! They're gonna fuck my brains out and I'm telling' myself to stay calm." If Sara could see what they'd done to her family room she'd have been more concerned because she'd realize they weren't here for a just quick fuck. The couch and several arm chairs had been pushed closer to the large flat plasma screen on the end wall. The long narrow harvest table from the entrance foyer was in the center of the room with ropes and some of her padded cuffs tied to the legs. Two of her video cameras were set up on their tripods ready to record the action and the third, a handheld, sat on a nearby end table. She stood quietly, turning her head as if she were looking at the room. She started and jerked her head around when the man behind her said, "Whaddaya think happens now Sara?". When she didn't answer he slapped her ass, hard. "Oww. I don't know. I don't know what you want. I have some money here you can have. Please, please don't hurt me. I'll do what you want." Butch shook his head. "You'd think a big-time college graduate would have some idea of what comes next after she's grabbed and tied up by three bad guys. Let's try that again. Whaddaya think happens now Sara?" "Uhh, you're. uhh going to have your, uhh , way with me?" Al laughed. "I never thought I'd hear someone actually say that. Makes me want to curl the ends of my moustache and say, "heh, heh, heh". Come on girl! Whaddaya think's gonna happen here?" "I think you're going to r.., r..." "Cut the bullshit. Sara. We've read your diary and have been lookin' at your computer all day! We're about to help you live out all those hot little fantasies of yours. I should warn ya though, we're gonna do more than just fuck ya." "My diary!. Ohmigod, you read my diary!" "Well, you did leave your computer on when you went to work this morning. What were we supposed ta do while we're waitin' for ya to come home, play hearts! I gotta say, you got some really interesting stuff on that hard drive. Stories, pictures, videos, some pretty nasty shit. I bet Mom and Dad'd be shocked by what their sweet little computer whiz daughter looks at when she's playin' with all those strange little things she keeps in her nightstand." "Ohmigod! And my pictures too!" "Yeah, yeah we read your diary, and a whole lotta other stuff too. I never fucked a bondage model before." "That's not really me! I don't really do ... all that." "Oh come on! What about when you almost passed out you came so hard when you got, was it Frank, to tie your hands to the bed after the Homecoming dance? And what about the vibrator you souped up for your roommate? And then used it yourself. I hope you cleaned it before she used it afterwards." "Uhh, I, uhh, well yeah, I did that, but she asked me to do it first, and of course, I cleaned it. Every time I used it." "You never mentioned "fixing" any of your vibrators. Did you change any of your stuff?" "A few times, but, well not really all that often." Al winks at the other two before asking, "How come? Why didn't you do it more?" "My diary. You read that part, didn't you." "Yeah, I just thought it'd be fun to hear you say it." "Then you know I didn't do it because it made them too powerful and I..., I didn't like it. There. Satisfied?" "Well sort of. But I'm wonderin' why we're talkin' to you and you're still in that business suit and we're standin' here buck naked." ""You don't have clothes on?" "Yeah, that's what naked means." "You're all...." "Yep, not even socks.." "Ohgod. Are you going to take my clothes off now?" "Well,", replied Butch, "We talked about this and decided it would be a lot better if you took your clothes off. Sort of like how you talked about how sometimes when you're undressing you imagine some men are forcing you to strip. So I'm gonna take those cuffs off and you're gonna get those fuckin' clothes off!" "Yes... Master." "Nunna that "master" shit", Fred said, "you KNOW you're gonna do everything we say so we don't need to play anya those bullshit games." "Yes... sir." ""Sir" is OK.", said Al. "Yes, sir." She reached to unbutton the suit jacket. "No, the skirt first.", Butch said. "Oh, uhh, ok." she opened the clasp and the zipper, lowered the skirt to her ankles then carefully stepped out of it. She stood and held the skirt out in front of her. Fred took it and tossed it on a chair. "Now the little white thong.", Butch directed. She hooked it with her right hand, slid it down to her knees and stepped out of it. She held it out and tried to cover herself with her left hand. "Nah, nah. Nunna that modesty shit. Keep your hand away from there. Ya know, before you got home we were talkin' about how you fantasize about bein' kidnapped and fucked. We figured that little pussy of yours would be gettin' a little damp by now. Were we right?" "Uhh, yes. I'm starting to, to... get wet. I don't know why. You guys are pretty scary. Like I don't know what you're gonna do to me, if you're gonna hurt me or what you're gonna have me do. I'm really frightened so I shouldn't be getting turned on, but I am." "We'll see.", said Butch. " I love a shaved pussy." She jumped when he ran his fingers over her mound. "You're nice and smooth too. When'd you shave last?" "Last night. I shaved last night." 'Ya know, the garter belt sorta frames your pussy. Looks real nice. " "Uhh, thank you." Fred and Al were sliding their hands around her ass. "Smooth, and firm. This is definitely prime. Ya think, Al?", said Fred. "Yeah, definitely." Al started to slide the side of his hand up and down her asscrack. Sara jumped and squealed when he reached the bottom. "Ya like this, huh? Me too. I been lookin' forward to this all day." In front of her, Butch said, "Spread your legs." She moved her feet to shoulder width. "Nah, further. Keep movin' 'em out till I tell ya ta stop." She began wiggling her heels outward. "Not easy in those high heels is it?" He squatted down, watching her pussy. "I wanna be able to see your clit so you gotta get those nice fat lips further apart. More. Keep goin', you're almost there. Good, hold it right there." Sara's clit and inner lips were now clearly visible. "Guys, check this out! Sara, you got one beautiful cunt. Nice." He stood up and began sliding the first and middle fingers of his right hand up and down her outer pussy lips. Sara jerked at his touch. "Oh." She took several deep breaths as he continued moving his fingers up and down. Al and Fred each had one hand fondling her ass with the other sliding over her stomach and thighs. She struggled to stay in control but unconsciously rotated her hips forward. "I think our girl here still has way too much on." Al said. "Let's get ridda the coat and the blouse." She unbuttoned the suit coat but when she move to take it off she lost her balance and started to wobble. She moved a foot inward to steady herself and slid the coat off. "Good.", said Fred as he took the coat and tossed it to the side. "After you move your foot back out, get the blouse off." . "Six inches to the right should get your foot back in position." Butch said as he continued stroking her. "Don't let me bother you." "The blouse", Al said, "Let's not get distracted." She opened the blouse, revealing a white demi bra. "Whoa, that's hot!", Fred said. "You wear bras like that all the time?" "No, not usually. But sometimes when I wear stockings and the garter belt, I'll wear a nice bra. It makes me feel more confident, prettier." "Sexier, too. I bet.", Fred added "Yes, that too." "Yeah, but you ain't gonna be wearin' a bra for the next few days. Only thing you'll be wearin', when you're wearin' anything at all, is gonna be those stockings and garter belt." This startled Sara. "Few days! He said "few days!. Shit! How long is this gonna go on? Shit! Wendy's coming tomorrow. She's gonna walk right into this.", she thought. Her thoughts were interrupted by Fred, urging her on. "Don't stop now, babe. I wanna see those nipples. They should be startin' to stand right out." She opened the hooks and slid the bra forward. Fred grabbed it and pulled it off slowly. "Oh yeah, will you look at those little beauties!" He reached out rolled the nipple on his side between his fingers. Al's not far behind. Sara tried to bite her lip to keep quiet but a little "Mmmmm" came out as her nipples were squeezed lightly. "It's like a little eraser, so nice and hard. You didn't tell us about this, Sara" Trying to conceal how aroused she's getting, Sara spoke in a controlled and deliberate manner, "You didn't ask." "Oooh, she's getting' feisty", Butch laughed, still slowly stroking her pussy lips. Realizing her mistake, she quickly tried to apologize, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to sound fresh." "No problem. Actually, you're right. I only asked about your pussy getting' wet. Speakin' of which, how we doin' down there?" "OK. We're doin' ok. I think I'm wetter than I was." Sara's body showed it's independence again as she pushed her chest forward and her breathing quickened noticeably. She sighed as Al took her nipple in his mouth and caressed it with his tongue. Faking concern, Butch asked, "What are you going to do when we start really playin' withya? Rubbin' and suckin' on your clit and puttin' fingers and things into that juicy little cunt, huh? And we haven't even started to play with your asshole. Are you gonna cum? Are you, Sara? Are we getting' this fantasy right?" "Yes, pretty much so. I'm gonna cum, but , mmmm, uhhh, don't know when I'm gonna cum. I'm pretty hot now. I'm just not sure." "Well, you be sure to let us know when you're gonna cum cuz we wanna make sure we get it videoed." "Ohmigod, you're recording this! Please... ohmigod!" "You shouldn't be surprised. Fred said you have some pretty good equipment. Actually, he's usin' the handheld right now. This isn't gonna make you nervous, is it?", Butch continued in his concerned voice. "Yes. No. A little I guess. It's just a surprise, that's all." "Well good, cuz I'm gonna start payin' attention to your clit and Al's gonna start givin' your asshole some attention. He moved his fingers to her clit and began making small circles. Sara responded with a gasp and a long "Aaaaaah". Al waited until she was reacting to Butch's playing with her clit before he stopped toying with her nipples and knelt down to where he can play with her asshole. At his first touch Sara jerked her hips forward, saying in a continuous string, "Nono. ohgod, not my ass, ohgod, no, no, please, please, aaahhhh." "Sara, are you gonna cum?", Butch asked. "I'm close. I'm close. Ohshit, I'm close!" They stopped , causing her to groan. "We have to take off the pillowcase before we can let you cum. We wanna see you cum, not just hear you." Al took the rope from around her neck and slowly pulled the pillowcase upward. "Close your eyes and open 'em slowly after it comes off." He threw the pillowcase with her clothes. She stood, head down, not moving, her eyes squeezed shut. The first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was Butch's cock. She looked up to see him smiling at her. Fred was standing next to him, holding the video camera on her. She looked around the room and was shocked to see what they'd done to her family room. "Wha..., what have you done to my house! What's the foyer table doing in here? Seeing the cuffs and ropes attached to it she realized it's for her. "Oh shit, that's for me!" Al started to explain, "Well, maybe it's a little messy but nothing's broken and we'll put some pillows on the table if you want. Based on what we saw on your computer and found in your closets, we knew we had to do something special for you. We couldn't just tie you on the bed. You obviously need much more than that." Butch jumped in, "Come on, back to business. Put your hands out." When she quietly extended her hands, he put on a pair of padded handcuffs and tied the rope hanging from the beam to them. With an "Alleyoop" he pulled her hands over her head. She saw him tie the rope to a nail driven into the wall. "OK. Sorry for the interruption. Let's see, you were telling us you were close to cumming. Based on your little outburst though, you're probably not there right now. Right?" She nodded. Al moved back behind her. "Alright, action stations!" He started by tapping quickly on her rosebud causing her to jerk her hips violently, saying, "Ohno! Ohno, not there, please not my ass, ohmigod!" Butch waited for her to react to Al before rubbing her clit quickly, alternating directions. Focused on Al's anal attentions she was surprised by the cascade of sensations exploding from her clit, "Ohgod, oh, oh, ohyes, ohyesohyes." Butch slowed down. "Sounds like we're happy again. Now remember, we want you to tell us when your gonna cum. We'll be unhappy if you don't, so don't cum unless we tell you it's ok." "OK, OK. I'm almost there, almost there." Butch smiled and winked at Al. "Sara, let's see if this will do the trick." He pushed the first two fingers of his other hand into her and began to slowly fingerfuck her. Sara's hips moved in sync with his fingers. She gasped ,"Aaaahhhh, I'm gonna cum. Uhh. Uhh. Can I? Can I cum? Please, please, can I cum?" "Yes, you can cum." Butch said as he started fingerfucking her as fast as he could. Sara's body arched, hard, her hips thrust forward. She stayed like this, barely moving until she sagged and hung by her wrists, moaning and sighing. When her eyes opened she sighed, got her feet under her and stood upright. Al spoke first, "Hey, that looked like you might wanna do it again. And, we know now you're not a screamer." "Ohyes. Yeah. That was, like, ohboy! I came hard, harder than I usually do. Sorry I disappointed you and didn't make a lot of noise. I auditioned once for a hardcore bondage sex video. The producer told me I was too quiet. He told me to fake an orgasm making a lot of noise. I tried but he said he could tell I was faking, so my hardcore sex career ended before it got started. Just as well, I was getting ready to defend my thesis and wouldn't have had a lot of time." "Whoa, that was hot and Fred got it all! Now you get to return the favor.", Butch said, stroking his cock. Sara stared at his cock. "Are you gonna... fuck me now?" Al reached around her and started playing with her nipples. "Actually, no." Sara's Vacation Surprise Ch. 02 Sara stared at his cock. "Are you gonna... fuck me now?" Al reached around her and started playing with her nipples. "Actually, no." "Oh, I thought... uhh that you would... uhh you know, want to, to fuck me now that my clothes are off and I'm... uhh naked." Al continued, "Ya know, one of the things we noticed in your fantasies is that you think a lot about guys fuckin' ya but you never, ever, suck any dick. Don'tya like suckin' cock?" Sara didn't know how to answer. She was thinking frantically. "Shit! This is a lose-lose proposition if I ever saw one. No matter what I say, these guys are gonna be puttin' their dicks in me in as many ways they can think of. The best thing is to avoid pissin' 'em off. I'm just gonna do what they want and try to not make things any worse." "Uhh, hello. So do you like to suck dick?" Sara takes a deep breath. "Uhh, well, the truth is, not as much as I like to fuck. It's like for guys, it's better for you if your dick's in a girl's va.., sorry, pussy or mouth. Right?" She knows not to wait for an answer so plows on. "And besides, the mouth doesn't have all the nerves and stuff that a cunt has. Ya know like a clitor.., a clit and a G-spot. And a mouth doesn't get all hot and tingly and it doesn't get all slick so ya know you're getting' turned on. The mouth is, like, like a one way street, ya know, to give guys pleasure but not for girls and that's why in my fantasies I don't think about suckin' a guy's cock. OK? "Not bad" she thought, "you sounded like a real ditz." Butch looked at her for a minute. "What about kissin'? That feels good so doesn't that make it like a sex organ?" "Ohgod! Think, girl, think, she thought. "Well it's not a sex organ, like, say, uhh, the clitor..., clit. Nobody ever came from kissin', but a girl can have an orgasm, sorry, can cum from just playin' with her clit. The mouth is like a, a, a, a remote sensor. It just gathers information for the brain. Well, not just gather cuz it does send information too. To the other person, ya know, like to tell them that you like them or to make them feel good, like sucking and licking a guy's dick, or like his nipples." "Or like his balls", Al interjected. "Yes, yes, like his balls. She paused briefly. "Is this making any sense. In my fantasies, you're making me do things. I suppose you could make me suck your dicks and that should turn me on cuz you're making me do it. Although, I'd probably suck you even if you weren't making me do it but because I wanted you to feel good. Or..., to get you to do more stuff to me. Or, to get you hard so you could fuck me. But that's getting you to do stuff to me, isn't it?" Al nodded, "There's another reason for you to suck my cock." "There is? What? What's that?", she asked. "Best reason of all. Well, second best reason. Pain." "Oh. No, no, you don't have to do that. I'll do whatever you want me to. You don't have to hurt me. No, no need." "What if Fred had sores on his dick, oozin' puss. Would you suck his dick?" "Ohgod! I... I uhh, I don't know. Yes, yes, I'd do it, but I'd probably throw up." "Even if that made Fred feel bad?" "I wouldn't mean to make him feel bad, but pus, oh that's really gross." "Sara, you need ta know what can happen if ya don't do something we want ya to. It's called a negative stimulus. Some people'd just call it pain." "No, ohno, you won't have to do that. You won't have to hurt me." "You need ta know what kinda pain we're talking about. You ever been spanked?" "Yes, a little. And you read in my diary, that turns me on sometimes." "We did. So that wouldn't be a very effective negative stimulus for you. Would it?" "No..., not really," she said, puzzled. "Have you ever been caned?" Her eyes widened. "Ohshit, no, never." "That's a pretty nice woodshop ya got in the basement," Fred joined in. "There's a lotta wood stored there for projects and stuff." "Uhh, yeah, the previous owner left everything... as a part of the deal." "Yeah, he left all kindsa stuff, like this dowel I got here." "A dowel, yeah, ohshit, look, I'll do everything you want. Please don't hit me with that. Please." Her eyes opened wide and locked on the dowel. "Sara, Sara, calm down. We're just gonna give ya a sample so you know what it's like. You know, like only one stroke, and that not even that hard. "Ya know, you're sayin' you're gonna do anything we want ya to but here ya are tellin' us not to do somethin' that ain't all that bad." She was thinking hard about how to avoid getting them angry. "I have to keep them focused on my fantasies and the best way to do that is to play along so they don't start thinking about other things. This is going to hurt but I have to do it. "I know, I know. Ok, here, I'll stick my ass out. Is that better?" "Yeah! That's the spirit." Fred moved to her right and she turned her head to follow him. "I'm gonna tap where I'm gonna hit ya. See, right here on top where it won't bother ya when ya sit down." He tapped gently on the upper side of her ass. Butch had moved to her left where she wouldn't see him raising his dowel to hit her when she wasn't expecting it. He waited until Fred moved his dowel up as if to hit her then brought his dowel down smartly with a sharp "Crack". Sara jerked as her her eyes opened wide and she screamed, "Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh! Owowowow, shit that hurts! You tricked me!" Butch responded, "Yeah, we did, but see, that didn't hurt that much. I only hit ya less than half hard. If ya knew it was comin' it woulda been worse. And if we haveya do it fur real, you'll be countin' each stroke out loud." "That won't happen. I'm gonna do what you want, believe me." "Good. Now we can put that mouth to work," Al said as he unfastened the rope holding her arms up. Butch undid her cuffs. "There, shake 'em out and rub those wrists. Your gonna need those little fingers ta keep us from swattin' that ass fur real." "Wha... what do you mean?" she said, suddenly fearful. "You have 15 minutes, to get all three of us to cum in your pretty little mouth. So you best be gettin' busy cuz the clock's about to start. An' see, we were nice enough to get you a pillow to save wear and tear on your knees," Al said as he took her arm and guided her to a large cushion in the center of the room. Butch pushed her to her knees. "I get to go first and I'm not happy about that." "Why?" Sara said puzzled. "Cuz it means I don't get your asshole first, is why. We decided we'd each get to do one of your holes first and now I'm outta the runnin' for your ass!" "Oh. I'm sorry, I guess. I'll do my best so you enjoy this. She was thinking, "I can't believe I'm saying these things. And I'm getting wet again. I'm going to start dripping. Shit! Why is this turning me on so much?" "Yeah, you better, or else you'll be countin' out loud to 10." "No need for that. "Uhh, can I use my teeth?" She had thought about how her sister had told her how one of her boyfriends had loved it when she used her teeth on the head of his dick. "Geez! No bitin'! You bite anythin' and you're in deep shit, girl"! "No, no biting. I won't bite you I'll just rub you, your dick, with them, but not hard." "You guys ever hearda that? Someone usin' her teeth when she's suckin' you off?" Al responded, "Yeah. Remember that little blonde in Manila, the one who wanted to fire the RPG.." "Oh yeah, I remember her," Fred said. "She used her teeth on you? You never said nuthin' about that." "Yeah, I guess not. Remember we got a little busy about then. But she did. Mighta been the best head I ever got. Sara here may have some surprises for us. Whaddaya say Sara?" "Uhh, well, uhh, a friend told me about how her boyfriend told her how to do it and how he really liked it when she did it. She thought, "Thank god I didn't put everything into my diary." She decided to lick her lips, very slowly, trying to look sexy, hoping this would get him more excited so he'd cum faster. Butch was stroking his dick in front of Sara when she ran her tongue over her lips. "Ohshit man! She's lickin' her lips. I hope that frienda hers taught 'er a lotta good stuff. You ready to start the clock, man?" Al nodded. "Alright, Sara, you're on. Wrap those lips around Mr. Happy and..." "Wait a minute," Fred said. "Spread your knees, Sara. I wanna play with your pussy while you're workin' on Butch. Can't make this too easy for her. A little distractin' will be make it more sportin'" "Sportin'! Shmortin'! Just spread your legs for 'im and get on my dick before I'm too old to get it up.", Butch said in exasperation. Sara moved her thighs apart, then moved them further when Fred wanted more. Al moved his fingers to his watch. "Alright, do it!" he said as he pushed the start button with a flourish. Sara leaned forward and ran her tongue slowly around the head of his dick as she brought her right hand up to cradle his balls. She focused her tongue on the sensitive spot on the underside of the head as she gently rolled his balls . Her left hand closed around his shaft and began moving up and down slowly.. "Ohyeah. Easy on the jewels, ya don't wanna be squeezin' them too hard. I think, uhhhn, that you've, uhhhnn, done this before. Keep workin' that tongue." She began sliding her lips back and forth over the head, stopping just past the ring at the bottom of the head where she'd tongue flick the sensitive underside several times before sliding her lips back to the end, squeezing her lips together as she pulled back. When his dick was just touching her lips, she'd slowly swirl her tongue completely around the head, first one way, then the other. This quickly got to Butch and he moved his hands to her head and began thrusting his hips in time with her movements. Al was on Butch's right, busy taking video closeups of Sara going up and down on Butch's cock. "Open your eyes and look up at him. An' keep 'em open." Sara opened her eyes and looked up, after first looking into Al's camera. Fred, on the other side, was rubbing her ass and rolling her nipple between his fingers. "We gotta level the playin' field here. She's way too focused on suckin' his dick." He leaned in and slid his hands lower. Her eyes widened when she realized what he was doing. Using the index and ring fingers of his right hand to spread her cheeks, he slid the middle finger down to her asshole and began to move it in circles around the sensitive spot. The middle fingers of his left hand he slid over her clit and into her. He began rotating his thumb over her clit and gently massaging the front wall of her rapidly re-warming cunt. She moaned and broke the rhythm she'd settled into. The vibrations from her moan brought a "ohthatsnice" from Butch. She started to breathe faster and stopped her assault on Butch's dickhead. Butch used the break to catch his breath. "I think I want some deep suckin' here. Let's see how mucha Mr. Happy you can take." Holding her head steady, he pushed his dick between her lips and kept pressing until her nose was in his pubes. He grunted and slowly drew back until his dick popped out of her lips. "Ohh, Mr Happy likes that. Let's try that again and you're gonna suck a lot harder this time. Right?" Sara nodded and put her hands on Butch's hips, thinking playing with his ass would help get him to cum. She opened her lips and leaned into him. He liked this and pulled her all the way down again. He surprised her by holding her there, pumping his hips. She started mmpphhing and trying to pull back to get some air. When Butch moved her all the way back she was showing obvious signs that Fred's fingers were getting to her. She was breathing faster and making little "mmmm" sounds. She started to push forward. He held her back, but her passion was not to be denied. She began bobbing up and down furiously on the head of his dick. Butch came with a roar and pulled her down on his cock as his hips thrust forward several times. He took her hands off her head as she bobbed up and down the full length of his cock. Al and Fred could see she was swallowing his load as she milked him dry. Al called "time" and hit the button on his watch to stop the clock. Fred had been surprised by Butch's explosion and stopped playing with her but kept his hands on her. Butch was making a sound somewhere between a moan and a growl. Sara was breathing fast and bobbing sloppily up and down on Butch. "4 minutes, 13 seconds", Al announced. "Outstanding! Yeah! Sara, you are one outstanding cocksucker! Alright get my man cleaned up and we can proceed to number two." While Sara was licking Butch clean, Fred moved his left hand back into position and slid the two middle fingers into her. Sara mmmm'd, closed her eyes and pressed her lips together. "You're sopping. You must really like this." Her eyes still closed, "Uhh, I don't know why I'm so, you know, turned on. I think it's my, uh, my ass. No one's ever done... what you're doing to it." "You mean this?" Fred said, pushing his finger into her asshole. "Ohhhgod!" Her eyes popped open and her back arched in response to Fred's invasion. "Aaahhh, yes. But I meant just touching, not that, you know putting your finger in me, in my.... asshole." "I thought it was playin' with your clit and my fingers in your cunt", he said and began moving his fingers inside her again. "No. not that. Ummmm, this feels nice, but what you're doing to my ... ass, I've never felt that before. I was afraid I was going to cum and that I'd take too long to get you all to cum and you'd hit me again so I knew I had to get him to cum before I had an orgasm, I mean cum." "Nobody ever played with your asshole?" "No. I never let anyone touch me there." "How come?" "My freshman roommate's sister let her boyfriend do it. You know, put his... cock in her ass. She said it hurt real bad and she bled a little too. So I decided I wouldn't let any one near my, my... asshole." Fred stood and said, "Until now. I gotta go clean my finger so you can relax. You're gonna get a couple enemas before we get serious about your asshole. An' we're gonna hafta loosen you up some too. You're really tight" "Ohgod, please..." Al continued, "Hey! Stop that please shit! Look, we're gonna start small... Like a finger, then maybe a thumb, then two fingers, then maybe three. You got different size vibrators we'll use. We'll see how it goes. If you're lucky, you'll even cum when you takin' it in the ass. Not all cunts do, ya know." She was trying not to cry. "I know, I know. It's just.... It's just that I'm afraid.. You know... like my roommate's sister... And, and... it's dirty and... I don't want have to wear a diaper!" "Diaper? Look, you're makin' way too mucha this. Al's finger felt pretty good, didn't it?" "Y yes." "An' did it hurt when he popped the digit intaya?" "No... but it was only a finger." "For a smart girl, you're not listenin'. One last time at bein' mister nice guy. Is a newborn's head bigger than your cunt?" "Yes..." "Your cunt stretches to let it pass through. If you didn't, a woman could only have one kid cuz she'd die in the process. An' that ain't a good survival strategy, is it?" "No... but" "Shutup! And Listen! Your ass stretches like your cunt. It's a muscle. We're gonna get it to loosen up and you're gonna learn to relax it too. Smart guys go slow with a cherry asshole. Your friend, or whatever she was, didn't have a smart boyfriend. And it's dirty only if you don't use enemas beforehand and wash. And believe me sweetheart, I don't wanna stick my dick inta yours or anyone's shit! So you WILL be clean before any of our dicks start peekin' up your shitter! Ya got it!" "I... uh , yes. And thank you for explaining." "Good. And don't be too quick to thank me. You don't know what we got planned for ya. When Fred gets back we're gonna flip for who gets ya next." Fred came back into the room grinning. "Alright Professor Al. Can I sign up for Buttfuck 101?" Al replied, "Fuck you dickwad! C'mon we gotta see who's next. Shit! We don't have any change. "Sara, you got change in your purse?" "Yes, in the red coin purse. But why don't you have any change?" "Becuz we're naked and becuz you don't need money in the county farm!" "Are you... convicts? Escaped convicts?" "Yeah. We're escaped but we're not convicts so that's another thing you can stop worryin' about." "Uhh, OK. I guess. I thought, you know that you were going to r.. rape me and rob me and... and...." "You got mosta that right. We are gonna rape you. Although the way you're gettin' off I don't know if it's rape. And we did use your credit card to buy stuff without your permission so I guess we're robbin' ya. But like we keep tryin' ta tellya, we ain't gonna killya. "Shit! Where's her purse?" "It's in the garage, I think. I dropped it when you..." Fred started for the garage. "Duuhhh, I'm an idiot. Where else would it be. I'll be right back." Butch stepped behind her and began to play with her nipples. "I love these things, the way they get hard and stick out." "I believe they'd be described as puffy," Al said. "I'm not gonna touch her cuz I don't wanna give her any help in case I win the toss. Scarface here is at half mast now and she's gonna hafta get him to come to attention all by herself." When Fred returned from the garaga Sara's eyes were closed and she was leaning back into Butch. "Her cell was in her purse. We better keep an eye on it just in case she has to call someone back. I got a quarter here. You ready, Al?" "Aye laddie, lay on Macduff and.." "Heads or tails, man. C'mon cut that Shakespeare shit!" "Heads!" Fred tossed the coin. He and Al followed its roll across the floor. "Heads it is. Stand aside Butch, Sara's got her first date with, whaddaya call it, Scarface." Al moved in front of her, "On your knees sweetheart. Fred, your watch ready?" "In a sec, there all set. Ready Sara? Go!" He started the watch and reached for the video camera. Sara took Al's dick in both hands and planted a sloppy kiss on the head. Making eye contact with Al, she says, "Hi Scarface. Did you like that? Oooh, you're getting hard so I guess you did.." She started by licking slowly around the head, changing direction each time she reaches the bottom where she flicks her tongue quickly from side to side. She began to move her hands slowly up and down, squeezing and releasing. He responded quickly, hardening and swelling noticeably. She switched to kissing and licking and sucking the head. Her left hand moved to his balls, rolling and gently squeezing. She started to slide the fingers of her right hand across his asshole. "Oh man, oh yeah. I ain't gonna last too long. She is soooo good. Don't go gettin' any ideas about poppin' one a those fingers in my asshole until we get those fingernails trimmed! But don't stop what you're doin' cuz it feels sooooo good." She stayed focused on the head, alternating kissing and licking it with short flurries of bobbing up and down on just the head. Al was breathing fast and started pumping his hips. She had just switched to bobbing when he came with a shout and rammed her head down to his pubes. He held her there as he thrust his hips several times hard, then moved her head back slightly and made several small thrusts as he finished cumming. Fred called, "Time. 4 minutes, 10 seconds!" "Oh man! That was great. I can't believe I lasted even that long. It's been too long. What is it, like six weeks since we seen women?" "Actually, it's 38, no, 39 days," Butch said. "Ya know, maybe we shoulda jerked off before she got home. We ain't gonna be that quick now though. Freddy man, don't try to hold it. I was watchin' her close and I gotta tellya, Sara here's got a world-class tongue. She was wrappin' that thing around Al's dick! An' it's long. Whew! We stepped in some shit with this little cocksucker." Sara's Vacation Surprise Ch. 02 "You got that right" Al agreed. Sara was cleaning him up with short, quick strokes of her tongue. Al stopped her with a hand on her head. "Ya know, for someone who doesn't want her ass played with, you did pretty good playin' with mine! Slidin' those nails over my asshole, just touchin' me! You been puttin' us on?" Sara's head jerked back and she looked up, wide-eyed at Al, "No. No, I'm telling the truth about..., about my ass. I wanted to get you to cum and I thought, well, it felt so good when you touched me there... I thought I'd try it on you. And... and it worked, I guess. Didn't it?" "Guys, we shouldn't be surprised that she picked up on that so quickly," Fred said. "She's workin' on her Ph.D in... What is it, Sara?" "Computer science.", she replied quickly. "Awright, awright! Enougha this bullshit! My no-name cock is getting' impatient after watchin' you guys get yours" Fred said. "OK, Sara. You've used up 8 minutes and 23 seconds so you have 6 minutes and 37 seconds to get me off. After watchin' you with these two, I'm thinking' I'll be lucky if I last 3. "New rules.", he continued. No hands. Keep 'em behind your back outta the way. And you're gonna just work on the head. No goin' all the way down. And... I wantya to use your teeth like you asked before. Why didn't you do it with either of these guys?" "Well, I was going to do it to... It's Butch, right?" she asked looking at Butch. "Yeah." Well... when you started touching me I got so excited I was afraid that.... That I might.... Not bite, but squeeze too hard, I guess, and you'd get mad, thinking I bit him. And then with Al, I thought I'd try touching his... you know, his ass, his asshole. So I did and didn't have to use my teeth." "Awright, but you're gonna use 'em now on me, on, on..., on my dick." Fred paused, frowning. "I gotta name my dick. I never in my whole life, well since puberty, never, ever called my dick anything but cock, or dick, or prick. My Uncle George called his, "his Johnson". But it wasn't a name like you guys call yours. Like "Mr. Happy", or like "Scarface". I'm gonna need a little help here guys. Like some suggestions, huh." Butch and Al just stood there with their mouths hanging open. Sara recovered first from the odd twist Fred's instructions had taken. "Uh, well... you could call, or name it, or him, after one of the Three Musketeers." "Hmm, that'd be cool. But I only know the cool guy, you know, D'Artagnon. Who were the other ones?" "Well, there was Porthos, and uhh, Aramis, and uh, uh, Athos. And D'Artagnon, but you know that already." "I don' know. They're pretty formal soundin' and you don't want your friends callin' ya, "Porty. Or Arry. People'd think I was a Brit. That's not bad of course. I have a lot of British friends. And you don't want 'em callin' ya "Ath", or "Athee". It's like you got a lisp, or even worse, you got a girl's name". "Well", Sara said tentatively, "how about "Dartagnon"?" "I don't know. It's got a lotta syllables. Well, three. That's not so bad, I guess. Ya know, I could call him "Dart" for short. That's really masculine. One syllable, hard consonant, like "Bart", or "Bob", or "Ken". You know. Like that. OK, "D'Artagnon" it is! And we'll call him "Dart" for short." Butch was trying hard not to laugh. "Fred, you're gettin' weird. This is fuckin' bizarre. We're supposed to be shoving' our dicks down her throat and we're standing here trying to think of a name for your dick! I know, I know Al and I have names for our dicks. But I've called Mr Happy, "Mr. Happy" since college. And... anyway." "It's not as weird as you guys think, you'll see. OK! D'Artagnon it is! Now, where were we? Sara?" "Uhh, uh, you were giving me instructions on how you want me to... to... work on..." "To suck me off, to perform "oral sex", to "fellate" me! Enough! Your teeth, we were talking about your teeth on my dick. I'm sorry, on D'Artagnon. So how ya gonna do it?" "Well... you, I, I'll put my teeth, very gently on, or just behind the corona..." "The what!?", Al said. "It's the thing at the end of the head of your, of your cock. The ring...." "That's what it's called! I knew that!", Al replied with a grin. "Ehh! Can we continue?! Ok, so your teeth are on my corona. Then?" Fred said, trying to back on track. "I touch you with them, my teeth. Very gently. As if I was using a fingernail. Like I did with Al." "The whore in Manila sort of rolled her teeth around it. Like she was a wheel and my dick was an axle. Got it?" "I think I've got it. Yes, I've got it." Fred glared at Al, "If you start singin', I'm gonna punch your lights out!" Al looked puzzled, then grinned. "That's good. That's good." Fred started again. "OK, you're gonna be very gentle. Very gentle. And I don't think it would be a good idea for you guys to play with her. OK?" Butch rolled his eyes. "Duhhhhh, that's a no-brainer!" "OK. Who's got the watch? You Butch? OK. 6 minutes and 37 seconds. Awright, you guys thought I was crazy with all that name shit, right?" Al and Butch exchanged glances and nodded. "Well, I was actin' crazy. Crazy like a fox! Look at your dicks! An' you thought I was bein' weird. " All 3 dicks were curled over, limp. Sara was puzzled but then she realized what Fred had done. She looked as if she was about to yell at Fred but got herself under control, saying, "You're mean. That was mean, and sneaky." "You got it. Now you be real careful with those teeth for the next 6 minutes and 37 seconds. You ready Butch?" Butch nodded. "Ready. Go!" Fred was several feet away from Sara and as she started to shuffle on her knees to him, he stepped right in front of her. "Thank you", she said and got right to work. Fred's dick was hanging down, limp. Sara leaned to the side until she could get her mouth under the head. She leaned in, took his dick into her mouth and moved slowly back to a vertical position, being very careful not to drop or squeeze her precious package too hard which would cause Fred discomfort or pain. She very carefully dropped her head back and opened her mouth. while gentky sliding her tongue under the head. She curled her tongue around the bottom and very slowly, began moving back and forth. The gentle motion of her tongue on that most sensitive spot sent powerful signals to Fred's brain which responded by rapidly increasing the blood flow to his cock. After starting the blood flow his brain instructed his diaphram to expel air which in passing over his vocal chords caused an "mmmmmm" to be produced. At this point, Fred's conscious brain took over. "Man, look at D'Art! He's comin' to attention and standin' tall and it feels soooo good." Now that the head of Fred's dick was standing on its own Sara decided to try something. While still moving back and forth she very cautiously brought her upper front teeth in contact with the upper surface of the head. She was effectively running a fingernail back and forth over the head. Fred's brain responded by directing maximum blood flow to his dick. Fred responded with, "Oh shit, that feels good." Sara smiled to herself and she began planting wet kisses and licking the head. The underside of Fred's dick turned out to be very sensitive. She began making slow strokes around the head, starting at the bottom, moving around the head to her starting point where she would reverse direction and repeat the stroke. With Al, she'd given the underside a few quick flicks. For Fred, she decided to move the tip of her tongue in circles, making sure to make at least 4 circles. In no time, Fred was breathing rapidly and starting to move his hips. Sara decided it was now or never. She took the entire head into her mouth and sucking hard bobbed up and down several times, going just past the corona. She paused and slid her lips back down to the corona. Squeezing hard, she rolled her head back and forth. Fred responded with a gasping, "Oh fuck! I'm almost there!" and grabbed the sides oh her head. She paused again, then very carefully closed her teeth so they were just past the corona and would rub against it when she moved. She rolled left, then right and was just about to go back to the left when she felt Al's dick swelling. He was about to cum! She pulled her teeth back and pressed her lips to his cock as Fred erupted. He pushed her head back hard then grabbed his dick and shot his load all over her face and tits. He stroked himself, slowly several times then put his dick up to her mouth. "Here, get that last bit." Sara leaned towards him and licked the last of his cum from the pisshole in the center of the head. "Man! That was great. I thought my dick was gonna explode! Look at her. She's got cum all over that pretty face, and her tits too." "We can't let that go to waste" Butch said. "You're gonna wipe all that cum off with your fingers and then you're gonna lick the cum off your fingers." Sara, surprised that he shot his load in her face could only manage, "Huh? What?" Butch knelt down and grabbed her right hand. "Here. See, on your left tit, right on top. Wipe it off and then suck the cum off your finger." He moved her hand to her tit until she looked down and took control of her hand. She wiped the strand of cum off her tit and slowly moved her finger to her mouth. "Yeah, that's right. Now suck it off your finger." She stuck out her tongue and licked the cum off her finger. "Like that?" she asked. "Yeah! That was great. Shit you're gonna need a mirror." She pointed down the hall. "There's one on the counter in the vanity down the hall." Al, who was standing and watching with a grin on his face, said "I'll get it." He returned holding a hand mirror in his outstretched hand. "Here," he said as he handed it to Sara. When she was finished, she looked at Fred and asked, "Did I get it all?" "Yeah, you did. You got every last bit. Hey, Butch how long did I last?" Butch chuckled, "You just barely made 4 minutes, man. We shoulda jerked off. But hey, she gives some good head." "That sure wasn't what I was expectin'," Al said. Fred reached down and pulled her chin up, "I don't know if my dick's, pardon me, if D'Artagnon's, ever gonna see the likesa that again. Whaddaya say Sara? Your pussy as good as your mouth?" She stammered, "Uh I, uh I don't know. I'm.... I'm not sure. I hope so. I mean, I think so." "Well, we'll find out, won't we." Sara's Vacation Surprise Ch. 03 "Whaddaya say Sara? Your pussy as good as your mouth?" She stammered, "Uh I, uh I don't know. I'm.... I'm not sure. I hope so. I mean, I think so." "We'll find out, won't we." "Let's get you on your feet." Al said, as he helped her up. "How's that? Knees a little stiff?" "A little. I'm fine though. Uhh, thank you." Butch was shaking his head with a pained look on his face. "Shit! Willya look at that! Her stockings are a wreck." "So?" Fred asked curiously. "I fuckin' love a girl in heels an' stockings with a garter belt. Drives me crazy, but now, she's just, just, I dunno, shabby!" Sara said quietly, "I have more upstairs. I could change." Fred interjected quickly, "Nah, nah. Besides, we got a surprise upstairs for ya. Just take those off. We can use 'em to tie ya, or maybe even ta gagya. You like ta be gagged doncha?" "Well, uh, yes, sometimes. But I didn't think you'd be gagging me. You know..." "Yeah, cuz we'll be stickin' our dicks in there. Right?" "Yes, that's what I thought." Butch knelt in front of her. "I'll take her stockin's off. One leg at a time. He opened the garter belt clips on her left leg, then put his hands on the inside and outside of her thigh, just below her cunt and the garter belt. Touching her with just his fingertips he slid his hands downward, stopping at the top of the stocking. "We wanna be very gentle with this. Don't wanna damage the stocking any worse than it is. Do we, Sara?" "No... no we don't." He began sliding the stocking down, "Your legs are very smooth. So smooth that I'm gonna go back up to the top and touch you all the way down again. He moved his hands up to where they started and slid them down again, "Does that feel nice?" "Yes.... It does." She watched his hands closely. "Good, that's good. Your muscles are firm, do you work out a lot?" "I try to workout 3 or 4 times a week." "What do you do?" His hands caressed behind her knee. Sara'd started to bite her lower lip, "I, uhh.... I swim laps and do yoga." He moved his hands down to her ankle where he lifted her foot and removed the stocking, then handed it to Fred. "Yeah, the pool's nice. We took a little dip while we were waitin' for ya. He released her foot, "Here, slip your pretty little foot back into this. She wiggled her bare foot back into the shoe. He moved to his left and began the process on her right leg. When his hands got to her knee, he stopped, "Your skin is so soft. I'm lovin' touchin' you. Using just the backs of his fingers, he began caressing her inner thigh, going up to just below her lips and back to just above her knees. "Does this feel good?" Sara's breathing is a little deeper, "Yes.... Yes it feels.... very nice." "Would you like me to lick you here?" "Actually, it would be better if you kissed me there, she answered quickly and a little breathy. To herself, "Jeez girl! What are you doin' talkin' like that! Shit! This guy's driving me crazy and I'm getting all tingly again." Butch smiled. "We can do that. But first, why don't we finish getting this stocking off you. He slid the stocking slowly down to her ankle where he picked up her foot and slid the shoe off. After sliding the stocking off and handing it to Fred, he gently worked her foot back into the shoe and returned it to the floor. "There. Now if you'd move your feet out wider." Sara gulped and moved her feet several feet apart. "How's this?" "That's great but before we go any farther we're gonna put those stockings to good use. Don't move. Just stay right there." Fred moved behind her and pulled her arms back. He wrapped one of the stockings around her right arm, just above the elbow. He passed the longer end under her left arm and pulled it back to the right, bringing the elbows together. Her chest thrust as her shoulders were pulled back, . She said nothing as he wrapped the stocking around her arms several times before tying the ends together. "You didn't say nuthin' so I guess it didn't hurt." he said, backing away. "No, it doesn't hurt. I've always been able to put my elbows together and the yoga helps me stay flexible. My agent put a couple photos of me like this in my portfolio and I think it got me some jobs." Al looked up from his camera. "The difference in your tits is amazing. They're stickin' right out there. And the best thing is, they don't sag, not at all. You got great tits." "Uhh... thank you." Fred was fondling her left tit. "Don't thank him, kid. You don't know what we're gonna do with 'em yet. Put your wrists together. No, don't cross 'em, just put 'em together." He wrapped the other stocking around her wrists several times, passed the ends between her arms and tied them together. Butch hadn't moved. "It really does pop your tits out. You look really hot, standin' here like this. I'm gonna start right here. He leaned in and kissed her just above the right knee. His kept his lips soft, like the touch of a feather. Sara gasped and her eyes widened. "Sounds like you like this." "Yes.... It feels very..... Nice." "Should I keep goin'?" "If you want. Yes, please." He went from side to side, each kiss a little higher. As he approached her vulva, she rolled her hips forward and bent her knees, opening herself wider.. By now she was breathing rapidly and sighing or moaning almost continuously. Al stepped away from the camera. "We gotta stop here for a minute." Butch and Fred grinned at each other. Sara's eyes popped open, "Why, why are we stopping?" Al continued, "Whoa, that hot little pussy gettin' all wet, Sara cunt? Before we go any further we're gonna put a couple things on ya. "First, we got this blindfold you had in your box of bondage stuff." He slipped the blindfold over her head and wiggled it from side to side. "Can ya see anythin'?" Sara shook her head. "Good. "Second is this pulse monitor you had tucked in one a your runnin' shoes. We figgered we should keep tracka your heart rate so you didn't have a heart attack, or a stroke, or somethin' like that." "Oh, ok. Thank you, I guess." "Why do you keep sayin' 'Thank you'?" "Well, uhh, I wrote in my diary how I like to be blindfolded. And I have to assume you know that because if you don't, and I say I don't like it, and then you read it, you're gonna punish me for lieing and I really, really don't want to be hit by that dowel again. Does that make sense? And... it's nice that you're concerned about my health, you know. And because..., I don't know what else to say." Fred, who hadn't stopped playing with her tits, shook his head and said, "Yeah. but, we ain't really doin' any a this for your benefit." She thought, "I know that, you bastard. You just want to get me turned on faster.", but said nothing. Fred asked Butch, "How's she doin'? She wet yet?" Butch replied, "Yeah, she's gettin' wet. I can smell it. An' lemme tellya, she's got one sweet smellin' cunt. "An' Sara, remember, you're gonna cum when we wantya ta cum. An' we wantya ta cum hard an we wantya ta squirt. Ya know what I mean, squirt. You ever squirted?" "Well, uhh, yes, yes, I think I have.... you know.... squirted. Although, when it happened I thought that I had, that I'd... you know, peed." "So'd the guy say anythin'?" "Well, uhh.... uhh, there wasn't a guy." "What, you do it with another broad?" "No, no I don't mean that. Although, sometimes I think I'm bisexual because sometimes I'm really attracted to a woman. Anyway! I was by myself, I was masturbating." "Holyshit! You're playin' with yourself an' you squirt?" "Yes, I uhh, did, uhh, squirt when I was by myself." "That musta been one helluva fantasy! What were you thinkin' about?" "Uhh, uhh, I was thinking, uhh, thinking about like what's happening now. It's what I call my "captured maiden" fantasy." "You mean your captured fucktoy fantasy." Al finished putting the monitor on her arm and turned it on. "You know your usual pulse?", he asked her. "It's usually in the mid to high 60's. I'm in pretty good condition so it's low." Butch was running his hands up and down her inner thighs. "Yeah, you're in good condition, no doubt about that. "You got a reading on that thing yet?", he asked Al. "Patience young man, patience. Yeah, here it goes. Oooooh, you're a little excited, Fucktoy. You're jumpin' between 86 and 89. Looks like your little motor's warmin' up. How you feelin' now?" "I'm not as excited as when we just stopped. I was pretty excited." "You wet?" Butch answered for her, "Hey! I tol' ya, I smelled her. I bet if she was on her back she'd be showin'. Ya wanna put her on the table now?" "Nah, let's see what different things do for her, like playin' with her tits.", Fred said as he mimed rolling her nipples. Butch nodded and Al said, "That's a pretty good idea. Not really scientific but it might show us what she really gets off on. Although it ain't too hard to figure out, her pussy's a lot faster than her tits." Fred had reached from behind her and taken each tit in the palms of his hands. "If ya get your hands just right, ya can squeeze 'em and play with the nipples too. Ya can roll the nipples like this. Or, ya can just use your finger and run it 'round and round. Or, ya can just move it back and forth like this. "How we doin' Al" "I think she likes it. She's upta 93 an' 94. Whaddaya like best, cunt?" "I think when you move your fingers back and forth over the nipple. But rolling them between your fingers feels really good too." "She's dropping' back to 90. Let's see what some good old fashioned suckin' and lickin' do. Better yet, Fred, you work your fingers on the right one and I'll work on the other one." He leaned in and started to run his tongue in circles around her nipple. She leaned her head back into Fred's chest and moaned. Fred picked up where he'd left off while Al sucked and licked away. She was moaning when Al and Butch switched. In fact, Sara moaned or sighed softly almost continuously until Fred called "Pulse check. How'd we do?" "Not bad. She's up to 102. I'm gonna try a different tack. He began slapping her tits from side to side. First, he slapped them with the inside of his fingers, right hand on the outside of her left tit, then left hand on the right. Then he changed to slapping and backhanding one tit then the other. Sara stopped moaning and began grunting when he switched from one tit to the other. He stopped, looked and flicked at her nipples. "I think she liked that. Her nipples did. They look bigger, like little nuts. An' she's up to 115. You like that Sara?" "Yes. No one's ever done that before. I was scared when you started but then...." "Yeah. Let's see how this works.", Fred moved his fingers, putting the index finger under the nipple and the thumb above and at the edge of the half dollar sized areola. Starting with the left side, he slid his thumb down to the base of the nipple, squeezed and pulled the nipple outward. He repeated the process on the right tit then alternated sides, squeezing and stretching the nipple. Her reaction to the first squeeze was a lone "uhh". After that, each squeeze and pull brought a breathy "ahhhh", somewhere between a sigh and a moan. Al reported excitedly, "135! I'd say that's a hit. He stroked his chin several times, reached down and ran two fingers over her pussy. "Guys, we gotta talk." They walked to the kitchen where they could see her and be sure she couldn't hear them. "What's up man?", Butch asked. "I think we may be goin' about this in the wrong way." "You wanna expand on that?" Fred responded. "Ya know how in the fantasies in her diary she's kidnapped or captured by 2 or 3 guys. She talks about how they're rough with her, or tie her so she's wide open to get fucked an' played with. I think we gotta get a little rougher with her an' start puttin' the meat to 'er. If we don't, then it won't be like her fantasies for 'er. An' she won't be all turned on. "I dunno about you guys but what she wrote in her diary an' a lotta the stories that went with the pictures really turned me on. An' I want her ta be really goin' when we're doin' her, not like it's just a regular fuck." Butch spoke first. "I think you're right. I know that shit turned me on. I'm just worried about really hurtin' 'er." Fred nodded. "Yeah, me too, on all counts. We can slap her ass or her tits. She seemed to almost like that." Al snorted, "Almost liked! Shit man, she was getting' inta that. Her pulse went up like a rocket!" Butch replied. "Ya know..., there are some leather paddles and some small whippy things in that boxa bondage shit. Not the one with the knots tied in the cords. That sucker's designed to do some damage. Remember that time in Somalia where they whipped that guy for spillin' some tea, or somethin', on that mullah's Koran?" Fred and Al nodded agreement. "Yeah, I almost tossed my cookies that mornin'.", Fred said. Al spoke. "Yeah, that was pretty bad. But hey, we need a plan." They put their heads together and quietly came up with a new plan for Sara's next few activities. Butch headed to the workshop in the basement while Fred and Al went into her office for the items they'd be needing. Sara heard them when they moved around but didn't know where they'd gone, what they were doing or, most importantly, what they'd do to her next. After several minutes of not having any idea of what the immediate future held for her, she quietly called out. "Guys, guys where are you? Are you still here? Please don't leave me alone like this." When no response came, she tried again. "Guys.... Guys, are you there?" Butch had come back into the family room when she started to talk. He decided her talking was a good reason to punish and frighten her to make things seem more like her fantasies. He quietly put the things he'd brought back from the workshop down on the couch. Without making a sound, he moved behind her. She had no idea he was there so when he slapped her hard on the ass, she screamed and almost fell. He grabbed her roughly and screamed at her, "Shut the fuck up! What the fuck are you doin' talkin' an' askin' us where we are!" He gave her 2 more smacks on the ass and backhanded her left tit. Sara screamed and pleaded for him to stop. She would have fallen if he hadn't been holding her arm. " Ow! Ow! Ow! Stop, please stop. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I didn't know where you were and I got nervous." He grabbed her left tit and yelled again. "Shut up! When are you gonna learn to shut up unless we talk ta ya!" He grabbed the nipple and pulled it outward. "Oooowwww! I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I won't talk anymore. Please, please. Don't hurt me." "Shut up, bitch! Shit, look at you! You're jumpin' all over the place! An' your legs are supposed ta be spread, spread out wide! An' you got 'em practically back together! I'll show ya. I'll fix that. Get them legs spread. Now!" Sara frantically spread her legs to where she thought they'd been. "Is this good? Is this the way they were?" "Not yet. Get 'em further apart." She moved her feet a few more inches. "A little more, a little more. Alright, that's good. Maybe a couple more inches. There that's good. Ya know, you said you're pretty flexible but I'm lettin' you off easy. Hell, it ain't even 3 ft." "I'll keep them here. It's not too far. I can do it." "An' I'm gonna make sure they stay that way." He cut 2 long pieces of heavy cord from the ball he'd found in the workshop, then picked up one of the large dowels he'd brought back. He knelt behind her and placed the dowel across the back of her knees. Fred helped him tie the spreader bar in place. Al walked over and reached between her legs. She jumped when he ran his hand over her inner lips. "Ooooh, she's still nice an' juicy. Then he rolled her nipples between his fingers. "An' these little beauties are still nice and hard. Which is good cuz we're gonna play with 'em now before we move on ta playin' with your clit." He picked up the large Magic Wand and turned it on. Sara recognized the sound. "Ohmigod, the wand." Fred picked up the small dowel they'd used to cane her before. He tapped lightly on the top of her tits. "You remember the rules, right Sara?" "I... I think so. Which one are you talking about?" "The one about cummin'." "I shouldn't cum without your permission." "An' what happens if you do?" He stopped tapping and let the dowel lay on her tits. "I'll be punished with that thin stick." "Yeah, an' you don't want that, do you?" "No, no I don't. I'll ask permission, don't worry, I'll ask." "That's good, very good, cuz I'm thinkin' that instead of usin' your ass, it might be better if I hit you right here." He tapped with the dowel several times. "Ohgod, not my bre..., my tits. Please, please not my tits. I won't cum. I'll ask, I'll make sure to ask." "I'm glad that's clarified. Now we can play." Al pressed the large head of the vibrator against the outside of her left tit. She jumped at the touch but said nothing. He moved it around the breast and then around the other. Sara was pressing her teeth into her lower lip but was still quiet. Starting on the left tit again, he put the head at the base and moved it up over and on to the nipple. She sucked in a quick breath and moaned softly as he kept the head on the nipple. He pushed the head into the nipple and rocked the handle from side to side. Sara's breathing got heavier and a little faster but she made no sound. He pulled the head away from the nipple and moved it to the top of her tit, then slid it down to the nipple where he repeated the motions. Sara sighed softly. Her right tit received the same treatment. By the time the head moved to the top of her tit, she was responding continuously. "Yes, yes, mmmm, ohyes, so good, mmmm." She grew quiet when Al turned the Magic Wand off, but was still breathing fast. "Sounds like that felt pretty good," Al said smiling. "Yes, yes it did. It felt great." She was beginning to get her breathing back under control. Butch knelt in front of her and joined the conversation. "You're wetter now, aren't you?" "I... I don't... I think so. Yes I'm wetter now." "Are you drippin' yet?" Fred asked. "I don't think so. I'm pretty wet though." Butch ran his fingers over her clit and on to her lips, sliding them back and forth. Her hips moved forward. "She's wet, but I don't think she's drippin' or even leakin' down those nice creamy soft thighs. Hey! I know how we can tell if she's drippin'." Al smiled. "Howda we do that?" "Easy. The spreader's under her pussy. We put somethin' on it so when she drips it'll fall on it and we'll see. Hmmm, maybe a towel or somethin' like that. "You got an idea, Fred?" Fred was laughing silently as he stood by, twirling her thong on his finger. He had to cough several times before he could speak. "Yeah, how 'bout her thong. It's white and'll show anythin' that gets on it. Here, you put it on." He tossed it to Butch. "Good idea. I'll lay it over the spreader." He caught the thong and laid it over the spreader bar. He looked at her nipples as he stood. "Fucktoy, your nips look a little darker and bigger. They feelin' any different?" "Yes, it's hard to describe but they feel sort of..., tingly, and warm. And they're really sensitive." Al turned the Magic Wand on and moved it close to her left nipple. "So, how does it feel if I just touch the nipple?" He very gently touched the vibrating head to the end of her nipple. Sara almost screamed at the touch. "Aaaaahhh, ohmigod, ohgod, that feels good!" "Would you like me to touch your other tit like that?" "Ohyes, definitely! Ohmigod, that feels good. I don't think my nipples have ever been so sensitive." Al touched her nipples several more times, each touch causing her to moan loudly and cry out with pleasure. Sara's Vacation Surprise Ch. 03 "Time to move on. Where do you think we're goin' next with this baby, Sara?" "Uhh, uhh, my clit?" "You got that right. Don't you forget our little rules." "Ohno, I won't forget, definitely." Fred grabbed her arm above the elbow rope. "I'm gonna hang on to her anyway, in case she jerks around too much. "What about you, Butch? You gonna hold onta anythin'?" "Nah, just Mr. Happy, he's startin to feel neglected again." He knelt back down in front of her. Al turned the Wand on. "Here we go again." He started by sliding the head back and forth across her stomach. Sara's head was down, as if watching the vibrator through her blindfold. Down and back up the front of her left thigh. Then across to her right, across the top of her vulva. She was breathing faster and she made a little "mm" sound as it passed above her clit. Down and up the thigh, then back again to just above her mound. He decided to make her wait a bit, moving the head left to the little hollow at the top of the thigh, then back up and over to the right leg and back to the top of her mound. Her head was still down when she very deliberately rolled her hips forward. "Ooooh, our little fucktoy is trying to be helpful. She doesn't want me to have to bend my wrist too far. Is that right, fucktoy?" . "I guess, sort of.... yes." Al continued, "Well I'm gonna return the favor." He turned the vibrator off, then centered it on her clit. ."Right here, gonna keep it right here for our little fucktoy. Fucktoy, ya want me ta turn it back on?" "Yes, that uhh.... would be very good." "You're not gonna cum, are ya?" "No, no, not without your permission." Al turned the vibrator on and began touching her clit for a second or two, then moving it away. Sara responded with grunts when he touched her and ahhhs and moans when he moved it off her. Fred leaned over to look at the pulse monitor. "Up over 145. You gonna cum, fucktoy?" "No,no. Not unless.. Uhnhn , ahhhhh, you say I can." Al turned the vibrator off. "Fuck this thing! I wanna get my hands on 'er. He began moving the fingers of his left hand over her clit, slowly in small, circles. "You got anythin' ta ask fucktoy?" Sara's answer was interspersed with moans. "No, not.. mmmm... not, mmmmm yet." Butch moved closer, pushing Al a little to the side. "Whaddaya think guys, time for a 'slick check'." "Careful that pussy don't suck your whole hand up inside there." Al spoke without stopping his attentions to her clit. Butch pushed his index finger into her sopping wet cunt. Sara sighed. "You like that fucktoy, doncha?" "Yes. Yes, it feels... uhh really good." He began bending and unbending his finger inside her. "Bet ya like this too." "Ohyes." She began breathing faster and suddenly gasped., "I think I found her G-spot. That right, fucktoy?" "Yes, yes, you found it. Uhhhnnn. Fuck that feels good!" "Hows about I put this in there too?" He slid his finger out. Then, putting his index and middle fingers together, he slid them up into her. He went right back to toying with her G-spot. Sara moaned and pushed her head back into Fred. "Uhhnnn, good, sogood, sogood. Can I cum? Please, please can I cum?" Al began moving his fingers faster over her clit. "Not yet, fucktoy, not yet." Sara's hips were moving now, as if on autopilot. "Please, please, I'm so close. Please." Butch began fingerfucking her slowly, making certain to pass over her g-spot. Sara's movements quickly synched with his fingers. "I think you're fuckin' my fingers. Are you fuckin' my fingers?" "Uhhhnnn, yes, yes, uhhhnn, I'm fuckin' them. Please can I..., can I cum?" "Not just yet. How 'bout I fuck ya a little faster." She kept pace with him. "Uhhhnnn, ohfuck, please, please let me cum, please, ohfuck!" she gasped. Butch looked up at Al and Fred and nodded. "Yeah, cum now, ya cunt.." His fingers began to fly in and out of her. Al's hand became a blur over her clit and Fred grabbed and pulled at her nipples. When Sara came, her whole body shuddered. Her head slammed back into Fred's shoulder. "Fuuuhhccckkk, cummingcummingcumminng, ahhhhh!" When the peak passed, she leaned back into Fred, moaning and sighing softly. "Alright!", Butch shouted. "Look at my hand, and my arm! She fuckin' squirted! All over me!" Al, watching Fred playing with her nipples, looked down. "Holyshit! You're right, she must have. There's cum all over her thong and your arm. She fuckin' squirted!" Fred stopped playing with her nipples and leaned over her shoulder to see for himself. "Holyshit! She did it! She came all over the place! To a totally unaware Sara, he said, "Fucktoy, you did it. You really did it! To Al and Butch, "Jeez, eithera you ever have someone cum that? Holyshit! You'da drowned if you'd been eatin' 'er. This is too muckin' futch! Butch, stand up so she can lick all her cum off ya! C'mon, stand up, stand up! He continued to Sara, "You, ya hot fuckin' cunt, are gonna lick alla your cum off my man. And then, then we're all gonna get summa that hot juicy pussy a yours!" Their shouting pulled her back to reality. "Mmmmm Wha... what? Oh yeah. Ohmigawd, that was..., great, really fuckin' awesome. What do you mean? What am I supposed to lick? My cum...? Did it really get on his arm? My pussy feels really wet." Butch stood and put his fingers to her lips. "Here. Start here, and just keep on goin' down my arm 'til you get it all." When Sara started licking his fingers, he said to Al and Fred, "Fucktoy here, she gave me a little surprise when she came." Fred looked puzzled. "Whaddaya mean?" "Her pussy grabbed my fingers like a..., a..., like a paira pliers. She's tight but, man, when she squeezed..... Whew!" "Fucktoy, you got any more little surprises for us", Al asked. Sara stopped licking Butch's hand. "No, no. I mean it's not like I'm tryin' to hide somethin' from you. It just never came up. An'..., an' it just happened. I wasn't tryin' to do anything." Al knelt in front of her. "I'm gonna check this out. You get back to cleanin' Butch up and while you're doin' that I wantya to gimme a couple good squeezes. He slid two fingers in as far as he could. Following his instructions, she went back to cleaning Butch's arm, then squeezed his fingers three times. Al's eyes widened. "Holyshit! Holyshit!. It's like she's grabbin' me with her fist. "Fred, get down here and try this. Get down here. You're gonna love this!" He slid his fingers out to make way for Fred. Butch grinned. "I'll be damned. This just keep gettin' better and better. She's like a fuckin' onion!" Fred knelt behind her and pushed his left index and middle fingers up into her wet cunt. "Man! She's soppin'. "Alright. Alright, I'm gonna fuck ya slow and I wantya ta grab onta them when they're slidin' out. Ya got that?" Sara nodded. "Yes. I'll try." "Fuckin' A! She's doin' it! Just like I fuckin' told her! Just like I told her!" "Fucktoy, where'd you get those cunt muscles", Al asked. "Wait a minute.", Butch said. He wiped the remaining cum on his arm onto Sara's cheek. "Now you don't have to keep stoppin' and startin'. And yeah, where did you get that, whadda they call it, that snappin' pussy?" Sara thought about what to tell them. "I have to tell them about the Kegel exercises and the stupid things we did in school with that exercise thing. I wish I could remember exactly what I put in the diary. Then I'd know what I have to tell them. Safest thing is to tell 'em everything I can remember, I guess. "Poor Wendy. She's screwed. She's gonna be here tomorrow morning and these guys will still be here and no way I'm gonna be able to warn her. Shit! Shit! I'll try to string it out to slow these guys down. I think I'm gonna get fucked by the three of them real soon and I wish I knew what they were going to do to me. At least they're not talking about my ass. Yeah, as if they're going to forget it. That's scary. I know it's going to hurt." Al broke into her thoughts by squeezing her right nipple. "Hey! C'mon, we're waitin' ta hear." "Ow, ow, ok, ok. When I went away to college, one of the girls in the dorm talked about "Kegel" exercises to..., to uhh, make your, I mean my, our, va.. our pussies stronger so sex.... I mean int..., you know, fucking would be better because we'd be able to squeeze the guys, your, penises. Sorry! Cocks. And the guys would like it and we'd be popular and get invited to parties and you know, all the social stuff, you know." "So whadya do, some kinda exercises, those kegel things?", Fred interrupted. "Well, we sort of made it into, like, a..., like a sports team, with practices and a league, and games and things. Aannd, we did it a lot for about two years then it got to be sort of old. You know how things get old. It's all in my diary and I know you're going to read it. I think the exerciser kit might still up in my closet. And, this is really embarrassing to be telling you about. Aannd..." Al looked at the other two, who nodded in response. He moved close to her and backhanded the outsides of her tits, hard enough to leave red marks. He screamed, "What the fuck is this 'embarrassed' shit! You tell us what we tellya to tell us and you don't give us no embarrassed shit, you got that?" She cried out in surprise and at the pain in her tits. "Ayyyy, owowowow. OK, OK. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I didn't mean anything." Al continued, "Listen cunt! Don't you go getting' any ideas about us bein' nice to ya. This ain't your fantasies where you wake up and clean yourself up. This is real, and you don't know nuthin' about how much shit you're in. Or how bad things can get for ya. We're gonna fuck ya now. And we're gonna fuck with ya and you're gonna cum and cum when we're fuckin' ya and when we want ya to cum. Ya got that cunt!" "Yes, yes. Ohmigod, I'll do everything you want me to. Please. Ohmigod. I'll be good." Fred leaned in close to her. "You're damn right you will. An' you're gonna stand here while we get things ready for your next little adventure. An' to keep you from gettin' bored we might just come over an' play with your tits an' with that juicy cunt. An' fucktoy, it ain't gonna be just our dicks. An' maybe you better think of some things we can put up there so when we askya, ya can tell us what we should fuckin' ya with. Now just stand here and don't make no noise." The tears flowed from under her blindfold as she began to cry.