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More than She Bargained For Ch. 02

By: abob1



Two days later Kristina answered her cell phone to the sound of Tony's voice. 

"Kristina, Josh and I are ready for you to come fulfill your obligation to us. Meet us at my apartment, 9pm, where whatever you like, so long as your underwear is sexy." He hung up before Kristina could protest or ask questions. 

Kristina, fearing their ability to humiliate her with the video of their threesome, knew she had to meet them there. Hopefully, it would just be the one time. 

She went through her dresser and found a lacy, red thong and matching bra. She put them on, and then slipped on some jeans, tee-shirt and sneakers. It was 8:30. She started over towards Tony's place. 

When she got to his door, she knocked on it a nervously waited in the hall. Tony opened the door and looked her up and down. 

"Come in and strip down to your underwear," was how he greeted her. 

Kristina walked into his living room and turned towards him as he shut the door. She pulled her top off, kicked off her shoes and slid her jeans down to her ankles. 

Tony whistled, "Nice choice, girl." 

He put his hand on her waist and led her into the bedroom. He caressed her ass, and Kristina felt violated, but she let him do it, knowing he had complete control. He pushed open the door and guided her in. Kristina was shocked to see Marci, a girl who she knew but hated, standing in the middle of the room, also in sexy underwear. All of the furniture was pushed against the wall, and Josh was sitting on the bed with a mischievous grin. 

"I hope you don't expect us to put on some sort of lesbian act for you," said Marci. 

"No, no...well, not exactly," said Tony. "See, we know the two of you don't like each other, but what neither of you know is that we have some raunchy threesome videos of both of you. Here they are," he said, pointing to a stack of DVDs on his desk. 

"You two are going to wrestle for us. Whomever wins will fuck the other with this," Tony held up a strap-on. "You can use anything you see in the room, no holds barred. Whomever wins will get all the hard copies of their DVD plus the other's DVD, enabling them to blackmail the loser for as long as they like." 

The girls looked at each other. Kristina was at a great disadvantage...Marci was about 4 inches taller and much stronger, almost masculine broad shoulders, but still sexy. 

"How do we decide who wins?" asked Marci. "When your opponent is stripped bare and concedes defeat, you win," said Josh. 

Marci sneered, and Kristina stood quietly, stunned. 

"On my count," said Tony. "One, two, three!" 

Marci wasted no time, grabbing for Kristina and clasping onto her shoulders. She used all her strength to push her down to her knees. As she was overwhelmed by the bigger girl, Kristina reached forward and grabbed a hold of Marci's thong. It wasn't intentional, but as Marci forced her to the ground, she pulled her thong down to her ankles. 

"Oh, you want to see my pussy, bitch?!" shouted Marci. She pulled Kristina towards her crotch and held her against her thighs. 

Kristina struggled for her freedom as Marci grabbed the back of her bra and started yanking it upwards. The strain this put on Kristina's breasts, coupled with the way she was being forced between Marci's legs, made Kristina scream. Marci showed no mercy, nearly pulling Kristina off the ground by her bra. Fortunately for Kristina, the bra ripped, and Marci flung it across the room towards the boys. 

Marci yanked Kristina's head back, arching her back and looking down towards her exposed breasts. She reared back and slapped the left one, drawing a yelp from Kristina. Kristina tried to grab at Marci's hands in her hair, but could muster little strength over her. Marci threw Kristina's head forward with so much force that Kristina fell forward and landed on her stomach. Marci straddled her back and pinned her to the ground. 

She reached behind her and started smacking Kristina's ass. Kristina wiggled beneath her but could not squirm away. Marci gripped Kristina's thong and pulled it up her ass. Kristina's legs kicked and she tried to push herself up, but there was no escaping it. Josh and Tony moved around the room to get a better view of Kristina's ass. 

"Hand me those scissors, boys," said Marci. 

Sitting on the small of Kristina's back, she spun around so that she was facing Kristina's ass. She took the scissors from Tony, pulled hard on the thong, and snipped it apart. 

There were a pair of winter gloves lying on the ground nearby, the kind that had clips so they could attach to each other. Marci asked Josh to hand them to her, which he did. Kristina, stunned and on the verge of tears, mustered no resistance as Marci put the gloves on her hands and attached the clip. Kristina's hands were secured behind her back. 

Marci stood up, wearing just her bra, and looked down at the bound and prone girl. She put her foot to Kristina's ribs and flipped her over. She lowered herself to Kristina's head and forced her tattered thong into her mouth. Kristina could taste her asshole and pussy in her mouth, and thought in disgust about how that lace was just wedged up her butt and pussy lips. Marci grabbed some duct tape from the desk and stretched it across Kristina's mouth, securing the underwear inside. 

"Give up, ho?" asked Marci? 

Kristina nodded. 

"What's that, I can't hear you!" Marci taunted.

Kristina mumbled around the thong and tape, and Marci and the two boys laughed at her. 

"I really thought she would put up a better fight," said Josh. 

"Me too," said Marci and Tony in unison. 

"Well, here you go, Marci," said Josh, handing the strap-on over. Marci stepped into it and stroked it. 

"So this is what it feels like to have a cock," she said. "What position did she like the most when you guys fucked her?" she asked. 

"She was begging for doggie all night," said Tony. 

"Well, lets do this little loser a favor," said Marci. 

She and the boys turned Kristina back over onto her stomach. Marci put her hands under her waist and lifted Kristina onto her knees. Kristina kept her legs pinned together, not because she thought she could prevent the inevitable, but because she did not want to appear to crave it. Her face was lying on the ground, her breasts pinned to the floor, her hands still locked behind her back. Marci knelt behind her and examined the situation. She had not fucked a girl before, and was not sure of the approach to take. 

She held the dildo parallel to the floor, but it hit Kristina mid-thigh. Kristina needed to be lower to the ground. 

"Spread your knees Kristina, or I will shove this cock up your ass." Kristina immediately spread her legs apart, and she felt Marci grip her hips and guide her into the right position. 

"You can put it up her ass later, Marci. She likes it," said Josh. 

"I know," said Marci. "I remember from the video you showed me." 

Kristina's eyes went wide as she realized that Marci had seen her fucking Josh and Tony on video. 

"If you want to be nice, spit on the strap-on before putting it in her hole. She is probably pretty dry," said Tony. 

"Well, lets see," said Marci, cupping Kristina's pussy. "Yup...its dry. Lets see what we can do about that." 

She spit on her hand and rubbed it against Kristina's awaiting hole. 

"Doesn't seem to have much effect," she said. 

"Try the lube," said Josh, passing over a bottle. Marci squirted a bit onto her hand and coated the plastic cock with it. 

"Enough foreplay," said Marci. "Let's do this." 

She aimed the tip of the head towards Kristina's cunt and guided it in. Kristina took quick, short breaths as Marci pushed in deeper and deeper. After the cock was half-way in, Marci let go of it and gripped Kristina's waist with both hands. She slowly moved in and out, working the cock a little deeper with each penetration. Marci gripped Kristina's gloved hands and pulled Kristina back towards her cock. She rocked her back and forth for a few minutes, ignoring Kristina's moans and cries, until she had bottomed out. 

Kristina, now completely impaled, had her right cheek flat on the ground, facing away from the boys. 

"Come on, bitch, don't be shy," said Marci. "The boys want to see you." 

She grabbed Kristina's ponytail and pulled it hard, lifting Kristina off the ground and arching her back. She turned her head towards the right so she was looking right at the boys. She saw them sitting on the side of the bed, stroking their cocks. They were already turned on, but loved watching Kristina's lewdly displayed body getting rocked from behind by another girl. 

With a firm grip of her hair and hands, Marci started rocking in and out of Kristina with greater speed. Everyone in the room could hear the "MMMMMMMMPPPHHHHHH," from behind the tape in Kristina's mouth, and it just turned everyone on more. Kristina's tits swung back and forth as her ass got pounded, and her neck strained towards the boys as Marci controlled her every move. 

"I gotta be honest, guys. I'm out of my element. Can you show me how you would fuck her?" 

"You're the boss," said Tony. Marci pulled out and stood up. 

"Well, first of all, with three cocks in the room, you can't tape up a hole and occupy both hands," said Josh. 

"If one dick is in the ass and the other in the pussy, the other shouldn't have to jerk off." 

With that, he gripped the tape on Kristina's mouth and ripped it off. Kristina screamed, but it was still gargled because of the thong in her mouth. Josh pulled that out and threw it on the floor. 

"Get up on your knees, girl," he said. Kristina rocked back until she was kneeling in front of the three assailants. 

"Now, Marci, sit on the floor in front of her, facing her, and hold up your cock." Marci obeyed, not sure of what was to follow. 

"Kristina, straddle that cock, now," ordered Josh. Tony assisted Kristina as she moved, hands still behind her back, towards Marci. She straddled her lap, hoisted up her waist, and, with Marci's help, lowered her pussy down the dildo. Marci and Kristina were eye to eye, and hatred flared up in both of them. Josh unhooked the gloves behind Kristina's back, but then brought her hands forward to the back of Marci and hooked them together again. Kristina was now forced to hug Marci as she rode her. 

"Lie back, Marci," said Josh, and insisted by pushing Kristina forward. 

Marci lay flat on her back, pulling Kristina down with her. Kristina's hands were pinned to the floor beneath Marci's back and their breasts pressed into each other. Josh knelt in front of Kristina's face as Tony knelt behind her. 

"Marci, if you could help out Tony by spreading Kristina's ass." 

Kristina glared at Marci as Marci sneered at her, reaching down towards her cheeks and spreading them apart. 

"I hate you," said Kristina. "How could you help them do this to me?" 

"Fuck you, slut. I've always hated the attention you took from me. Now I'm going to fuck you up." 

"We like the nastiness, ladies. Keep it up," said Josh. "Meanwhile, Kristina, get down on this dick." 

He pulled her hair backwards so that she was looking right at his dick. Reluctantly, she opened her mouth, and he pushed his dick onto her wet, warm tongue. He held his erection still and used his hands to bounce her head up and down on it. 

Meanwhile, Marci put her middle fingers on Kristina's sphincter and spread it. Tony looked down at it, puckering, tempting him. He lubed up his dick and pushed it insistently towards the hole. He shot more lube onto her sphincter as he pushed, and in no time he had his head inside. 

As Tony worked his cock deeper, Josh worked his cock into her throat. He owned Kristina's mouth, pushing in until his balls hit her chin, the head of his dick plugging the back of esophagus. Kristina had to time her breaths with his thrusts, gasping each time he pulled out. As he thrust in, his pubes invaded her nostrils and brushed against her upper lip. His motion became less steady, pushing into her throat and then leaving it there, choking her. Her mouth spasmed, and her tongue inadvertently tickled the bottom of his cock. She only tried to hold on and hoped it would be over soon. 

At the other end of her body, Tony had bottomed out in her ass, which he realized was a little looser than yesterday. It helped that Marci was spreading her cheeks for him. It was just about all Marci could do, as she was flat on her back and could not pump up and down. Kristina's breasts swung against Marci's as the boys moved in and out of her. 

Tony took Kristina's cheeks from Marci and peeled them apart. He plunged deeper into her ass until her could feel his balls packed against her taint, shaking his hips side to side, wiggling his dick around inside her . 

Josh held Kristina by the back of her head to prevent her from moving. He addressed Marci: 

"OK, Marci, you have some ideas now? Why don't you sit back and make her ride you for awhile?" 

He and Tony pulled out, to Kristina's relief, and they sat back down on the bad to enjoy the show. Marci sat up and ordered Kristina to raise her hands over her head. Marci helped Kristina to her feet and scooted over towards the wall. She sat against it and ordered Kristina to sit her ass on her dildo. 

Kristina blearily made her way to Marci. Marci extended her legs straight out, touching each other, and told Kristina to straddle them, facing the guys. After Kristina was in this position, Marci ordered her to squat. Kristina leaned forward and put her hands on the ground for balance. She lowered her hips towards the plastic cock, and Marci gripped her ass and spread it. With Marci's help, Kristina's asshole lined up with the cock and she lowered herself on it. It was bigger than Tony's dick, and Marci only managed to get it in about half way. 

Marci gripped Kristina's thighs, and then kicked her legs out to the side, knocking Kristina's feet off the ground. This took away all of her support, she slammed all the way down the dick in one quick motion. Kristina let out a loud scream, and she froze in shock. The pressure in her ass made it so tight that she could not move any muscle in her body. Her arms reached for something to grab but found nothing. 

Marci cupped her tits and told her to shut up. She pulled her back against her chest and whispered "get used to it." After a few seconds of adjusting to the new position, Marci told Kristina to plant her feet on the ground and start bouncing on her cock. Kristina pulled her knees up towards her chest and planted the soles of her feet on either side of Marci's legs. Marci squeezed her ass and started lifting her up and down. 

Kristina tossed her head back, clenched her eyes shut and bit her lip. As the dildo sliced in and out of her ass, she experienced pain and yet, shamefully, pleasure. She began bouncing up and down without Marci's assistance, moaning and grunting like the whore she was becoming. The boys stared at her gaping pussy and sweaty breasts as they heaved with excitement. 

Marci, meanwhile got frustrated as the position caused no pleasure to her. 

"What the fuck, guys? She is getting more pleasure out of this than me!" She lifted Kristina all the way off her plastic dick and pushed her forward onto her stomach. She moved towards her head and sat in front of her face, spread eagle, and lifted up her strap-on. 

"Lets go, bitch! Give me that tongue!" She grabbed Kristina's hair and scooted forward until her clit landed on Kristina's nose and her wet hole landed on Kristina's tongue. 

From here, Kristina did very little of her own control. Marci held her face still and rocked her cunt up and down it. The boys watched in amazement as Marci smeared her cunt juice all over Kristina's face and tongue. She thrashed up and down off the floor, holding Kristina tight to her pussy with each movement. Kristina grasped at the floor for leverage, but found little relief. Tony came over and grabbed her hands and held them behind her back. He then knelt down over her legs and guided his dick to her asshole. 

The next thing she knew, Kristina was being handled from both ends of her body. Tony held one of her wrists in each hand and pinned them to the small of her back. Then, using them for leverage, lifted off the floor until only his toes were touching the ground, and plowed forward with his dick, filling her ass. Kristina gasped and gaped her mouth. The combination of her warm breath, her wet tongue and soft lips sent Marci into a frenzy, and she squirted her orgasm into her mouth. 

The boys laughed at the sound of Kristina choking on the squirt. Marci's legs trembled and then closed tight around Kristina's head, temporarily blocking off her air supply. After a few moments, Marci rolled over onto her side and stood up. In no time, Josh knelt in front of her and shoved his dick in her mouth. With her hands pinned to her back, Kristina could do nothing but stick out her tongue and bob her head a little. Josh held her ears as he thrust in and out of her mouth. 

Josh slid the head of his tongue all the way back into her throat until it was lodged there. Kristina gagged, and as her tongue flexed, it stimulated the cock in her mouth. He came, shooting his load directly down her throat. This made Kristina choke harder, but he held her tight. All of this pushed Tony over his threshold. He shoved balls deep into her ass and ejaculated, filling her up. 

Josh pulled out, but Tony collapsed on her back, loving the feeling of her wet, soft flesh. Only after his dick became flaccid did he roll off of her and leave her alone. 

Kristina grabbed the strap-on that Marci had left on the floor, rolled onto her back and slid it into her cunt. She brought her knees up to her chest so that it would enter her at just the right angle, and started pulling it in and out. She put her free hand on her clit and rubbed it vigorously. 

Her three owners watched in amusement her breasts thrust upward as her chest heaved. Her hair and stomach were streaming sweat, causing her to glisten as she pulsated on the ground. The cum on her mouth and asshole could not deter her. She came with a loud groan, her fingers slowing to a halt in her pussy.

Kristina let her legs flop to the floor and she opened her eyes. Marci was standing above her, grinning and holding the stack of DVDs. 

"Be ready for my call at any time, bitch. It won't be long." She turned and left. That instantly brought Kristina down from her orgasm high. She reached for her tattered lingerie, but the boys snapped them away. 

"A souvenir to remember this by," said Josh. 

Not that it mattered, Kristina thought, she wouldn't be able to wear them again. She put on her jeans and top and left.

More than She Bargained For Ch. 03



As promised, Marci called a few days later. Kristina did not recognize the number, but she answered it anyway, not wanting to piss off her blackmailer. 

"Hello?" she answered. 

"Hey, bitch! I hope you're ready for some action, girl. You better be free tonight." 

In truth, Kristina had a lot of homework to do, but she dared not anger Marci. 

"Where do you want me to go?" 

"We're coming to you, girl! You have any more lingerie?" asked Marci. 

"No, you ripped up my only pair," she answered. 

"Well," Marci snickered, "Then when you answer the door tonight, I want you to be in only high heels and that tight tank top you wore the other day. Absolutely nothing else." 

"When are you going to..." click. Marci hung up. 

Kristina quickly changed out of her pajamas and into her tank top with no bra underneath. She slipped on her three inch heels and sat waiting on the bed. Kristina thought about her sexual enslavement, astonished that she had allowed it to go this far. Knowing that she had relinquished control of her body, she thought that if she could try to enjoy it, it might make her predicament more bearable. 

She closed her eyes and remembered Tony fucking her as she sucked Josh, her first anal, her exhibitionism with Marci and the boys. She lowered her fingers to her cunt and tried to derive pleasure from those memories. 

It actually started to work, and she managed to get her pussy wet by the time she heard a knock on the door. She rose to her feet and opened the door. Marci pushed the door wide open, and Kristina could see a black man and woman behind her on either side, staring at her lewdly-displayed body. Marci admired her bare bottom half and introduced the two people behind her. 

"You see, Kristina, I still hate you. I want to see you get manhandled by by friends here. Chavar, Monique, this is your slave tonight. Call her 'Cunt.'" 

Kristina was only half listening, nervous that someone might walk by and see her like this. Sensing her nervousness, Marci stepped inside and Chavar and Monique followed her. Marci slowly closed the door, half hoping that someone would walk by, but no one did. 

Kristina turned towards her captors and sized them up. Chavar was clearly an athlete: muscular, tall, broad shoulders. She assumed that he was hung like a horse, given his height and what she had heard about black guys.

Monique was equally strong, almost amazonian in character. Kristina's only sense of relief was that she did not have to wrestle her, as she had wrestled Marci a few days ago. Knowing obedience was her best path to a painless evening, she offered herself to them both.

"How do you want me," she asked. 

"Shut the fuck up, cunt," Monique began. "Don't speak until we tell you. Now get on your knees." 

Kristina lowered herself to the ground, a position she was becoming familiar with. Chavar and Monique disrobed down to their underwear, and than Kristina received her second order: 

"Come over here and finish stripping us with our mouth," said Monique. 

Kristina shuffled along on her knees to her two masters and started with Monique. She peeled her lips back so that her teeth could grasp her panties at the hip. She pulled that side down to mid-thigh, and than rotated around to her other hip. She worked that side the same as the other and moved towards the center. Her forehead made contact with Monique's pussy as she clasped her thong in her mouth, than she lowered her head all the way to the ground, removing the panties. 

"Not bad, cunt. Now do Chavar." 

Kristina used the same approach on him, starting on her left and working her way right. She managed the first few inches easily, but as she bit his waistband above his groin and pulled down, his dick sprang free and smacked her in the right eye. 

She jerked backwards in surprise as the enormous slab of flesh struck her face, but quickly composed herself. She worked his boxers down from left to right until they were to the floor. 

"Now suck my baby's dick," ordered Monique. Kristina looked up into Chavar's eyes, and could tell he was ready to fuck her. She grabbed his cock at the base and started licking at the tip. He sprung to attention quickly, and Kristina took his pole into her mouth. 

Chavar was easily eight or nine inches, and with greater girth than Tony or Josh. He swelled inside her mouth, gaping her as wide as she could go. She was already concerned about what this anaconda would do to her pussy. She popped it out of her mouth and ran her tongue up the bottom of his shaft. 

"Whew, someone taught you well," exclaimed Chavar. "Girl, would you take care of her hands," he said to Monique. 

"With pleasure, baby," she said to him. She moved behind Kristina and grabbed her hands, then wrenched her arms behind her until they were parallel to the floor. 

This rendered Kristina relatively motionless, only able to move backwards or forwards, and only if Monique allowed. Chavar grabbed the back of her head and pushed his cock into her mouth again. He began rocking back and forth, in and out, until he was standing at full erection. Kristina struggled to keep it in her mouth. He was too large to fit in her throat, but he filled her lips completely. When he was inside her mouth, she had to breathe through her nose. 

They held her like this until her face started to turn red. She did her best to breathe through her nose, but his cock seemed to be plugging all her airways. As she started to gag, a tear streamed down her left cheek and fell to her tit. Chavar waited until the last second before pulling her off him.

"Uhhhhhhh!" Kristina gasped, refilling her lungs with oxygen. She coughed loudly as spit fell from her mouth

Monique dropped Kristina's arms and walked in front of her. Kristina rubbed her shoulders as Monique stood with her back against Chavar's chest and raised her right knee. Chavar grabbed it and pulled it to the side, exposing her cunt to Kristina. This enabled Monique to maintain balance and still have both hands free to grab Kristina's hair. 

She pulled Kristina into her sex and told her to start lapping. Kristina did, what choice did she have? Marci raped her mouth by keeping her head still and gyrating her hips around it. 

"Come on, cunt. Don't make me do all the work," said Monique. So for the first time in her life, Kristina willing plunged her tongue into the depths of another woman's pleasure center. Monique responded well, tilting her head into the nape of Chavar's neck, oohing and aahing. She swirled her hips around and held the back of Kristina's head tight against her pussy. 

Kristina was performing well enough, but the mental stimulation of owning this white slave drove Monique over the edge. She came, holding Kristina tight, and rubbing her full moistness onto her tongue. Her legs quivered, and shook free of Chavar's grasp. Monique moved over to the bed and laid down. 

"You were right, Marci. This cunt knows how to serve!" 

Kristina blushed a little, not knowing whether to be ashamed or proud. At least she was keeping herself out of trouble by performing well. 

Chavar picked Kristina up by her hair and threw her onto the bed. She landed on her back, and Monique forced her legs apart. Chavar pulled Kristina so that her ass was right on the edge of the mattress and held her feet apart, spreading her nearly as wide as she could go. Monique was lying on her side next to Kristina, but with her head by her waist. She dipped her fingers into Kristina's pussy and started rubbing it. 

"Looks like our little cunt here is enjoying things so far," she said. 

"I'm not surprised," said Marci. "That slut gets off on just about anything." 

Monique straddled Kristina's midsection facing her pussy. She took Kristina's legs from Chavar and tucked them under her armpits. She then leaned forward and grasped her ass cheeks, spreading them wide. Kristina was nervous about Chavar's cock in her pussy, but gasped in horror at what he would do to her asshole. Chavar tried to push the head of his cock against her sphincter, but it was so big that it just barely got past her ass cheeks. 

"I don't think this bitch can take it," he said to Marci. 

"She will take whatever you give her," responded Marci. "You just have to loosen her up first." 

Kristina waited in fear for their next move. She knew they would do whatever they wanted with her. Marci walked up towards her head, naked, and climbed on the bed. She straddled Kristina's face, aligning her hole with Kristina's nose and her clit with her tongue. 

Chavar let go of her feet, and for a moment, Kristina's only interaction with her captors was eating Marci's cunt. But soon she felt Chavar straddle her chest. 

"Push your tits together around my dick, you cunt," he said to her. 

Kristina obediently squeezed her tits on his dick. She then heard him spit, and felt it land between her tits. He spit again, lubricating her tits so he could slide between them with great pleasure. Kristina felt him rub his hands over her breasts, smearing his saliva between them. When she was wet to his liking, her pushed her hands together so her tits clasped onto his dick, and he started rocking back and forth. 

Not to be left out, Monique grabbed Kristina's legs and pushed them up towards her chest. Kristina felt Chavar grab them and hold them spread eagle on either side of his body. She was completely at their disposal. As Marci started to grind on her face a little harder, Monique pushed her middle finger up Kristina's ass and tried to loosen it up as Marci suggested. 

So here she was, the school's sweetheart, eating a pussy, titty-fucking a big black dick and adjusting to a finger up her ass at the same time. In the back of her mind, Kristina considered how far she had fallen in these two weeks. She was a slut, even if she didn't want to be. She would do just about anything to prevent those videos from being released to the public. 

As she got Marci wetter, Monique shoved a second finger in her ass. 

"She still feels like she can take more," she said.

"She's going to have to if we want to get Chavar's cock in there," said Marci. 

Kristina did not want Chavar's anaconda in her ass, and thought that if she could get him off with her tits she could avoid it. With that in mind, she bounced her tits up and down on his dick, in motion with him. He and Marci laughed at her feeble attempt. 

"What a slut," said Chavar, "She even likes a dick between her titties." 

"And she licks cunt like she loves it," added Marci. 

Kristina did not know if they were mocking her or complimenting her, but she continued licking and jiggling her tits. She gasped a little as Monique forced in a third finger. After a few seconds of panting short breaths into Marci's hole, she pushed her tongue back into it. Marci sat down hard on her face and wiggled her pussy on her lips and nose. She loved dominating her rival. To amplify her dominance, she grabbed Kristina's hands and pressed them firmly over Chavar's dick, and he started pounding harder and harder. The lube had just about run out between her tits, and they were starting to get raw. 

Marci thrust furiously onto Kristina's face and came, squirting pussy juice onto her lips and down her throat. Monique pulled out of her ass and grabbed the strap-on that Tony let Marci have. She pushed it up Kristina's ass, now loose enough to take it all the way to the hilt. Marci and Chavar climbed off and rotated her onto her stomach. Chavar stood in front of the bed and pushed his dick into her mouth again. Kristina yearned for some peace for her face. She had done nothing but suck and lick since she got here. 

Chavar stretched her jaw to the limits again as Monique pushed and pulled the dildo in and out of her ass. Marci climbed on the bed next to Kristina and started stroking her pussy. Kristina responded with squeals and moans, muffled by Chavar's enormous member. Kristina grabbed the base of his shaft with her left hand and stroked it, trying again to get him off so he wouldn't fuck her. He pulled out and ordered her to suck his testicles. 

Kristina continued to stroke his cock as it landed on her face, and she took his balls into her mouth. She lapped up and down his scrotum, teasing him and getting him even harder. She closed her lips around one of his balls and sucked it into her mouth. It was the size of a golf ball; she had never seen anything like it. But it was smaller than his penis, so she welcomed the rest for her jaw. 

Monique churned the dildo in her ass, stretching her sphincter to that it could accommodate Chavar. Kristina gasped in pain and held back tears as her as was stretched further than ever. When it was in as far as she felt was necessary, Monique left it in and stood up. Chavar pulled out of her mouth and flipped Kristina onto her back. Monique walked around the bed and waited for Chavar to finish positioning Kristina. He pulled her so that her head was hanging off the bed, staring up at her two black masters. 

Monique stepped over Kristina's face and ordered her to start lapping at her pussy again. Kristina was becoming a pro, and she lapped enthusiastically knowing that it wasn't Chavar's cock stretching her mouth to the limits. But the next thing she knew, Chavar pushed his massive tool inside of Monique's cunt and starting fucking her. 

"Listen, cunt, I want some of that tongue, too," he said. 

Monique added, "Run your tongue up my man's dick as he pulls out." 

Kristina did her best, putting her tongue up against Monique's hole so that Chavar's cock ground against it both in and out. 

Marci climbed on the bed between Kristina's legs and grabbed the strap-on straps and tied them around her waist. She then pushed Kristina's legs up towards her chest, and Monique grabbed her feet and held them high and apart. Marci shoved her thumb up Kristina's cunt and grabbed onto her pubic mound with her right hand. Holding tightly, she started rocking in and out of her ass. 

Kristina squealed in pain as Marci savagely fucked her ass. Her left hand grasped the bed and her right hand moved to her pussy. She wanted to rub her clit to distract herself, but Marci had firm control. 

"Look at this little slut," she jeered. "Sucking a pussy and a dick at the same time while getting her ass fucked, she still plays with herself. What a whore!" 

This drive Chavar over the edge. He started pumping in and out with more speed and Monique approached orgasm. Marci and Chavar started rocking in motion, feeding off each other's lust. Monique rubbed her clit vigorously, humping against Kristina's tongue until she came. He juices landed on Kristina's nose and mouth, and she smeared them around her face with her pussy. 

As Chavar approached orgasm, Monique handed Kristina's feet back to Marci. This enabled Kristina to rub her clit, finally getting some satisfaction. But Monique then pinched both of Kristina's nipples at once, pulling them up towards the ceiling. Kristina yelped, clasping her tits with her hands, regaining control of her nipples. Monique settled for just pushing down on Kristina's hands, into her breasts, firmly into her ribcage. 

"I'm gonna come," said Chavar. 

He pulled out of Monique and started stroking his cock. Monique dismounted Kristina's face and knelt beside her. She pulled Kristina's hair down to the ground, exposing her face, neck and tits to Chavar: a blank canvas for him to spread his paint. Chavar jacked his seed all over the prone girl, hitting her mouth, nose, neck and chest before the last few drops dribbled out of his dick and onto her forehead. 

Marci unstrapped the straps and stepped back and grabbed something off of Kristina's bookcase. Meanwhile, Monique slurped at her man's cum, sucking it into her mouth from Kristina's tits, neck and face. She pulled down on Kristina's jaw, forcing her mouth open. Kristina could do nothing but take the cum as Monique deposited it in her mouth. 

"Swallow, you skanky bitch," ordered Monique. Kristina clenched her eyes shut and gulped. 

"What would he think of all this?" asked Marci. 

Kristina open her cum-stuck eyelids and look in the direction of Marci. She was holding a picture of Kristina as a child, sitting on her daddy's lap. 

"Daddy's little whore," Marci laughed, pressing the picture onto Kristina's tits. It stuck there from cum residue. Kristina started bawling, ashamed of what she had got herself into. As she wept on the bed, Monique and Chavar got dressed and left, thanking Marci for their wonderful night. 

Marci walked around the prone and cum-stained Kristina. As she moved, she flipped through the photo album, occasionally taking out a picture from Kristina's childhood and pasting it on an area of Kristina's body that still had cum on it. Kristina, sobbing, collected these cum-stained memories of her purity and tried to clean them. 

Marci laid Kristina flat on her stomach and straddled her back, facing her ass. 

"Now, bitch, repeat after me...Marci is my mistress!" Kristina sobbed beneath her. Marci reared back and smacked her ass. 

"Say it!" 

"Marci is my mistress," Kristina repeated. 

"Again!" Marci screamed, and smacked her ass again. 

"Marci is my mistress!" Kristina said louder. 

"Louder, cunt!" Marci yelled. Worried that others in the dorm could hear, but worried more what would happen if she disobeyed, she screamed at the top of her lungs, 

"Marci is my mistress!" 

Marci smacked her ass one more time and said 

"Good Girl. I still own you, bitch, and don't you forget it." 

She pulled the dildo out of Kristina's ass and left it by Kristina's head. She got up, dressed, and left, whistling.



More than She Bargained For Ch. 04



Kristina was called by Marci the following Saturday, and was told to come over to Marci's dorm that night. Marci told Kristina to wear whatever she wanted, which seemed odd to Kristina, but she did as she was told. She slid on a pair of jeans and a tight-fitting t-shirt and made her way to Marci's.

Marci answered the door with her mischievous grin.

"Hey skank," she said, pulling Kristina into her room by her arm. She handed Kristina a cloth bag and told her to take it into the bathroom and put it on. 

Kristina took the bag into the bathroom and set it on the toilet. Looking inside, she saw a lacy bra and thong. She slid off her jeans and tank top and the underwear she was currently wearing, and applied Marci's mandated gear. The sheer lingerie was tinted red, but her tits and pussy were easily viewed even with the material covering them.

She admired herself in the mirror. Despite all her shame and submission, she still looked hot, she thought. If she could overcome the shame and embarrassment of what was being done to her, she could still command the attention of any guy in school.

She reached back in to the cloth bag and pulled out two stiletto heels and a pair of cuffs. She put on the heels, adding about four inches to her height, and looked at the cuffs. There was a note on them that simply said "Behind your back." Kristina snapped the cuffs around her right hand, and then, with a little struggle, she applied them behind her back to the left hand. She walked to the door, turned around, finagled the handle with her hands behind her back, and opened the door. 

She walked back out to find Marci, still alone, standing in the middle of the room fully dressed. 

"Well done, bitch. Just what I wanted." She circled Kristina, admiring her work, and started explaining the situation. 

"OK, Kristina, here's the deal. Tonight, you are going to take the virginity of my twin brothers, who are 18. They are going to be your masters, and it is your duty to make them happy. If you do a sufficient job of pleasing them, then after tonight, we are even. I keep your DVDs for my viewing pleasure, but I will not call on you to be my slave. Deal?" 

Kristina nodded her head, too stunned to speak. 

Marci said, "Good, lets go meet your owners for tonight. And by the way, they masturbated about an hour ago, so this won't be over quickly." 

She opened the door to the bedroom and pushed Kristina in gently. Kristina saw the two boys sitting on the bed, fully naked, and her trepidation grew. They had over-gelled, high-lighted hair and looked like caricatures of punk kids on MTV. But their jaws dropped when they say what their sister had prepared for them. 

Kristina stood before them, prone, with her tits nearly popping out of her bra, and her smooth skin glowing. 

"She's all yours, boys, do as you wish," said Marci. 

They advanced on her. 

Even with her heels, the boys met her eye-to-eye. One approached her from the back, and the other came right up to her face. The boy behind her slipped his dick between her fingers and started stroking his cock against her. He pulled her thong up her ass and held it there as she did her best to stroke him. 

The boy in front of her pulled her bra down slightly so that only her nipples popped free. He mauled her breasts and pinched at her nipples trying to make them hard, but Kristina was not excited by this. She was still nervous and resistant. 

The boy wrapped his lips around her left nipple and sucked on it. He then led his left hand down her belly to her pussy and nimbly slipped her thong to the side. He pushed his fingers up against her pussy and rubbed it hard. Kristina could tell they were virgins. They were so savages, cluelessly prodding, rubbing and mauling her without effect. 

After her tits were covered in his slobber and his hand smelled of her pussy, the boy behind her said, "Enough of this hand job, I want some tongue." 

"Yeah, bro," said the other, "Lets get this bitch on her knees." 

Without any more warning, the boy behind her pushed on the back of her knees and she collapsed on the floor, kneeling in front of them. 

"Jesus, take it easy," she warned, but she quickly realized that was a mistake. The boy in front of her slapped her across the face. 

"Bitch, we own you tonight. Shut the fuck up and speak only when we address you. Besides, that is not what your mouth is for." 

Stung from the slap, Kristina left her mouth agape as the first boy pushed his dick inside. He grabbed her ears and started fucking her mouth hard, ignoring her struggling gasps or choking sounds. He pushed his dick all the way in her mouth, barely reaching the back of her tongue. Kristina's "mmmmmph" was all they could hear as her gyrated his pelvis around, holding her lips against the base of his cock. 

When it seemed like she might choke, he pulled back on her ears, forcing her off his cock. Kristina took a deep breath of air, and then was forced onto the other brother's cock. He emulated his brother, jamming his cock into her mouth without rhythm. 

"Pull out for a minute," said the other boy. His brother obeyed.

After he pulled out, the boy pushed four fingers in her mouth and got them lubed up on her tongue. He pulled out, his brother shoved his dick in, and he started rubbing his moistened hand on her pussy again. 

They continued like this for a few minutes. The boy in her mouth felt like cumming, but as he had recently masturbated he was unable to. This brother, meanwhile, was lubing up her pussy pretty good, to the point that Kristina actually started to respond. Her hips started to sway in motion with his hand, and Marci could recognize the sounds of pleasure escaping from Kristina's lips. 

"I'm ready for some fucking, how 'bout you, bro?" 

"Fuck yeah," said the boy fingering her. 

They helped Kristina to her feet and told her to go lie on the bed. She sat on the side of the bed and lay back, pinning her arms beneath her. The boy had had just received her tongue lifted her legs, slid her thong to the side, and pushed his lubricated dick against her pussy. Holding her legs behind the knees, he shoved his waist forward, and in an instant, was no longer a virgin. Kristina easily took him inside her, he was only about five inches. 

His brother climbed up on the bed next to her head and swung a leg on either side of her face, facing his brother. Kristina opened her mouth, and he dipped his balls inside. He wedged his butt cheeks on her nose and grabbed her boobs. 

Kristina's sources of oxygen were blocked as he sat against her face. But she could not push him away. He leaned up so she could breathe, but kept his balls in her mouth. Kristina tried to train him to not sit on her nose by tonguing his balls more aggressively when he sat up. He preferred this feeling to when her mouth simply choked on his balls, so he stayed above her nose, allowing her to breathe. 

He grabbed her tits and pulled them up towards her chin so that he could slap his erect dick on them. His brother started finding a motion that pleased him and Kristina. With her arms beneath her, she was actually able to move her hips up to the thrusts of his dick. He was shocked as he realized that he was actually pleasing a girl. Encouraged, her thumped against her harder and harder until he heard Kristina moan beneath his brother's dick. 

Kristina thrashed against her assaulters, shamefully nearing orgasm from the hands of two eighteen year old boys. If only she could rub her clit, she thought.

"Rub her clit," said Marci, "Make that bitch cum." 

The boy put his hand in her pubic hair and stuck his thumb on her clit. He rubbed it up and down. In no time, Kristina moaned from around the balls in her mouth and came, rising her ass a full six inches off the bed. Her midsection was a river of sweat, and the boys high-fived above it. 

They switched places. The boy who had just been in her mouth pulled her to the center of the bed and told her to bring her knees up under her stomach. She did, knowing that she was now exposing herself to him in doggie style position. 

He knelt behind her, between her legs, and pushed his dick into her pussy. He was just slightly larger than his brother, but nothing compared to Tony or Josh. In no time, he was balls deep inside her. Kristina was still coming down from her orgasm when she realized another was approaching. It was stalled for a while as the brother laid down in front of her on the bed, lifted her head, and lowered it onto his dick. Still handcuffed, she could not lift off of his dick, and the flavors of her own pussy were smeared all over the insides of her mouth. 

She extended her tongue past her lips and towards the base of his dick. She couldn't believe she was doing it, but so far these boys had made her cum, and that was more than she could say for Chavar and Monique. As the boy in her mouth pulled her further down his shaft, her tongue tickled his balls. He loved it. He reached beyond her head and unhooked her bra, he threw it on the floor. 

Meanwhile the boy in her pussy gripped her ass for leverage as he pumped in and out. 

"You know," said Marci, "You can fuck her ass if you want. She likes it."

Kristina did not want that, she was experiencing such pleasure now. 

"No way, sis, we're not fags," said the boy from behind her. 

Marci giggled, and allowed her brothers to fuck Kristina however they wanted. 

Soon, the boy in her mouth was ready to cum. 

"Get ready to swallow, ho," he said. 

Kristina braced for it, and felt him bulge up in her mouth. Then, with a shout of ecstasy, he shot his load down her throat. She had no choice but to swallow, there was no place else for it to go. 

Drained, his dick shrunk in size until Kristina could ease it out of her mouth. She coughed a few times, as he rolled off the bed, then turned her face towards the boy in her pussy. She hated herself for allowing them to make her cum, but seeing as she was cuffed and blackmailed, she considered orgasms her coping mechanism. She was going to be humiliated no matter what, she might as well try and enjoy herself. 

"Fuck my faster," she said, her voice leaking out in a faint whisper, as if it came out accidentally. 

"Shut up bitch! What did we say about speaking?" 

His hard words and language did not deter her. She humped her ass against him, nearing orgasm again, but he had other ideas. 

He smacked her ass hard, sending ripples through her firm cheeks and thighs.

"Uhhh," Kristina grunted in pain as the sting coursed through her body. Her moaning only encouraged him. He brought his hand above his head and came down harder against her butt. 

A few more strikes and she was glowing with a pinkish hue. The boy pulled her hair, lifting her face and chest off the bed and pounded her harder. Her tits swung beneath her, and the brother who had just cum in her mouth played with them idly. Remembering what his brother had done earlier, the boy fucking her slipped a hand underneath her and rubbed her clit. 

That was all Kristina needed. She came again, screaming loudly into the headboard as the boy continued to pull her hair. 

"Dude you gotta cum in her mouth. It feels amazing." 

Kristina felt amazing, too. She could not believe that she had allowed her self to cum, twice, but figured it was much better than it could have been. She felt the erect cock pull out of her pussy. The boy did not let go of her hair as he stood up and got on the floor next to the bed. He pulled her to his dick and she eagerly took it in her mouth. 

She bounced her head up and down his cock, her tongue lapping at her own pussy juices. He held her hair tight and pushed his cock into her throat. With a groan, he shot his cum down her throat the way his brother had. Kristina choked again as the boy pulled out and collapsed on the bed. 

"Well done," said Marci, walking towards her brothers but staring at the naked, sweaty Kristina. 

"I think she actually enjoyed tonight. Are you done with her?" 

"Actually, I want to try one more thing," said the boy who had cum first. "I have heard about it, but never seen it done. Its called The Shocker." 

"Oh, great idea!" exclaimed Marci. 

"What's that?" said the other brother. 

"Its when you stick your pinky finger in her ass, your middle and ring finger in her pussy and your thumb on her clit," said his brother. 

The two boys turned Kristina onto her back and spread her legs. Her legs were hanging off the bed, and Marci and one of the brothers lifted them up and pulled them apart. Kristina was so euphoric from before that she had not heard their plan. She tensed up when she felt his pinky push against her sphincter, but could do nothing to stop him. 

He got into the knuckle, and then pushed two fingers into her pussy. She did not know his plan, but felt better when he started thumbing her clit. 

It took a few minutes for her ass to loosen up, but once he worked his second knuckle inside her, he shoved his entire hand forward. Kristina gasped in shock, pain and pleasure as he finger-fucked her holes. He left his hand pressed firmly against her ass, taint and pussy and started vigorously rubbing her clit. She was still wet from before, and his hand was soon sopping wet from her pussy. 

Kristina's legs began to tremble, and it took all of their strength to hold her in place. The boy finger-fucking her wrapped his hands around the base of her legs, holding her steady, and continued to rub her hard. Kristina could not believe that she was approaching her third orgasm of the night, but here she was. Her breasts heaved above her, her breaths growing deeper and faster, and her moans getting louder. 

The boy started pounding in and out of her, his entire arm moving with vigor as he thrust against her holes. Kristina could not hold back. 

She came again, but this time, and for the first time in her life, she squirted. Juices shot all over the floor and landed on the boy between her legs. Her three tormentors laughed, but Kristina just laid on the bed, exhausted and fully satisfied. They let her legs drop, and she stayed spread eagle on the bed, staining it with her sweat, and a trail of her juices leading from her pussy to the floor. 

"That was awesome!" said the boy who had administered the shocker. He picked her bra off the floor and wiped himself clean of her liquids, then tossed it onto her stomach.

Kristina continued lying there, splayed, sweaty and filled with cum. The world was a blur to her.

"Remember her like this, boys. Now get going. We need to spend some time alone." 

The boys got dressed and left, and Kristina passed out.



More than She Bargained For Ch. 05



Marci stood next to the bed where Kristina laid passed out, spread eagle and sopping wet from the multiple orgasms Marci's brothers had given her. Marci would let Kristina free after tonight, but wanted one last romp. She picked up her phone and made a call. 

"Yeah, come on over," she said. "The door is open." 

She thought about how she wanted Kristina positioned. Taking a minor risk, she unhooked Kristina's handcuffs, freeing her arms from behind her back. She then rolled Kristina onto her stomach. Marci laid back against the headboard and spread her legs around Kristina's head. She pulled Kristina's arms up above her head and laid them on either side of her own waist. She then lifted Kristina's head up by the hair and pushed her pussy up against her lips. 

Lightly slapping her cheeks, Marci said, "Wake up, Kristina. Eat my pussy." 

Kristina slowly started to come to, blearily realizing that there was a pussy in her face. She opened her mouth and extended her tongue into Marci's hole. She was so used to obeying orders by now that she did not even consider that her hands were free and Marci had already released her. 

"That's right, girl, suck my pussy. Show me how grateful you are that I am freeing you after tonight." 

Marci held Kristina's hands against the bed so that Kristina would not resist. Kristina did not really think that she should be grateful to Marci given all she has put her through, but she knew that Marci could overpower her and make this painful, so she decided to play along with nice Marci. 

She extended her tongue as far as it would go inside Marci's pussy and wiggled it around. Her nose was completely buried inside Marci's soft tissue, a scent that reminded her of the night Marci dominated her in the cat fight and then forced her into that gang bang. She pulled out a little and ran her tongue up from Marci's hole to her clit and laid it there. 

Marci was clearly turned out by how submissive Kristina had become. She started rocking her hips in a circular motion, rising off the bed, bringing Kristina's head with it. She raised her hips about a foot off the bed and grabbed Kristina's hair, holding her tight to her pussy. To her surprise, she felt Kristina's hand come up and grab her ass, supporting her in the air as she ground her lips into her pussy. 

Marci lowered herself back to the bed, Kristina's hands now pinned beneath her ass. Marci then sat up slightly, supporting herself with her left hand behind her, and maintained a solid grip on Kristina's head. She admired the length of Kristina's body, still glistening from her previous orgasms. She loved the way her every movement went towards pleasuring her pussy, and her excitement rose. 

Just then, the front door swung open and Josh and Tony walked in, Josh holding a bag in his hands. 

"Keep your face right where it is, Kristina," said Marci, sensing she was going to turn and look at the door. 

"Wow, very impressive," said Josh, admiring Marci's utter domination of her foe. 

"Thanks, boys," she answered. "I'm almost done with her here, you can have her in a second." 

Kristina nervously lapped away, not only because she was now being watched but because Marci had just implied that she was not quite done serving her sentence. Marci turned her attention back towards her slave, rocking her hips against Kristina's tongue and nose, approaching orgasm. Kristina clenched her eyes shut as she sensed the climax coming. Marci pulled a little harder on her hair, forcing her tight to her pussy, and exploded. 

"Ohhhhhh, fuuuuuuuck!" she shouted as her juices flooded Kristina's mouth and wet her cheeks. She kept a tight hold on Kristina's hair, using her as leverage as her entire body quivered in sexual bliss. She smeared her splayed pussy up and down Kristina's glistening visage until he could steady her nerves. 

Kristina's breath was hot on her hole, her nose planted firmly against her clit. Marci reveled in the moment before letting go of her hair. She rolled over to her side and climbed off the bed, leaving a panting Kristina trying to catch her breath. 

"If you think that was a good show, you should have seen what my brothers did to her." 

"Your brothers?" asked Tony. "I thought you said they were virgins?" 

"Yup, but they fucked like experienced porn stars. The bitch came three times!" 

"Holy shit, what a slut," said Tony. "Allowing those boys to make her cum. She looks truly satisfied." 

"They didn't even get her panties off," said Josh, leering at her soaking panties, now almost see-through and pasted to her ass. 

"You should have seen the shocker my one brother gave her. She was bucking like a bronco! We had to hold her down so that she didn't break the bed!" 

"Oh man! I have always wanted to do that. Why didn't we think of that, dude," said Tony to Josh. 

"It seems like she wouldn't mind having it done to her again," said Josh. "OK, Kristina. Enough rest. We are gonna give you a fucking you never forget!" 

With that, Josh pulled Kristina towards the side of the bed and rolled her onto her back. Her head dangled off the side of the bed and she stared upside down at Josh's dick. He lowered his cock to her mouth and pushed past her lips. 

"Oh, I missed these lips," he said as he started thumping in and out. He pumped in and out of her, watching the effect it had on her swaying breasts. Pinching each nipple between his middle and pointer fingers, he pressed her perfect tits into her ribcage and mashed them hard, as if he were trying to pop a water balloon. 

"Look, slut," he talked to the bottom of her chin, which was all he could see of her head from his vantage point. "I know you enjoyed your time with those little punk kids, but Tony and I are fuck your shit up tonight. We are going to take your ass raw, fuck your throat, and treat you like the filthy fucking whore you have become. Do you understand?"

"Mphh. Mpphhh!!!" Kristina struggled as she took his thrusting cock in her throat. Her words were muffled, but her trepidation sang like a church bell.

Tony pulled her panties down to her ankles and twisted them around a couple times, forcing her ankles together and allowing him to easily control her legs with his right hand. He held her ankles high and pushed back on her legs until her puckering asshole presented itself to him. It was slightly loose from the shocker, but still much tighter than the last time he fucked her. He used his left hand to guide the tip of his dick to her asshole and applied pressure. 

In no time, Kristina was being rocked from both ends of her body as Josh fucked her mouth and Tony fucked her ass. Josh squeezed her left tit with his left hand, forcing her nipple protruding into the bedroom air. It stuck out like a bulbous target, which Josh viciously smacked with his right hand.

"Ahhhhh!" Kristina screamed, leaving her mouth agape so she could voice her pain. Josh loved tormenting her, and continued to assault her tender tit with a sadistic grin.

Despite enduring this brutality, Kristina was giving him some wicked head, her tongue flapping around his cock like a butterfly caught in a jar. He noticed a sense of willingness that he had not seen in her before, and found this particularly encouraging given the abuse he was administering. 

Kristina, realizing for the first time that nothing was stopping her, moved her hand to her pussy and started rubbing her clit. The boys could not believe it. She was getting into it! 

Marci disappeared for a moment and then returned from the kitchen with a couple of ice cubes. She gave two to Josh and one to Tony, who did not need to be told what to do with them. 

Kristina was unaware that the ice cubes had entered play, and gasped loudly as Josh put them to her nipples. She cupped her breasts for him but did not cover her nipples, allowing him to continue hardening them. With her hands on her tits, Tony pushed his ice cube flush against her clit. 

"Aaaah," she moaned. And then, although muffled from the dick in her mouth, the boys and Marci were certain of what they heard come from between Kristina's lips. 

"Yes, yes, yes..." she panted. 

This just turned the guys on more and the started fucking her in earnest. Kristina thrashed against their assault and returned her fingers to her clit, taking the ice cube from Tony. Josh continued to ice down her nipples until they were firm and numb. When here was ready, he motioned to Marci to bring the bag over to him. As he continued to pump into her mouth, he opened the bag and withdrew a needle and a circular earring. 

He pushed deep into Kristina's throat and left it there, holding steady, and aimed the needle at her left nipple. Kristina barely felt it as it slipped through her stiff, numbed nipple. She honestly thought one of the boys had just pinched her nipple, and did not mind. After the needle was through, Josh slipped the ring through it. 

"A little something for her to remember us by," he chuckled. He and Tony high-fived. 

Kristina thought he was referring to their fucking, still unaware that she now had a nipple ring. Her ice cube in her pussy had melted from her intense body heat and she was now fingering her clit vigorously again. She humped furiously against the dick in her ass, embarrassed that she was deriving pleasure from it but giving in nonetheless. She fingered herself to orgasm to the laughter of the three other people in the room. 

"I think she is fully converted, boys," said Marci. "Cumming with a dick in her ass and mouth and none in her cunt? She's a bona-fide ho!" 

"Lets see how many more times we can make her cum without fucking her pussy," said Josh. 

They both pulled out and told Kristina to turn around and get on her stomach. She quickly turned around and got in their desired position. 

Josh pulled her so that her her legs were on the ground and her crotch rested on the corner of the mattress. He stared into her loosened asshole and grinned. He, too, had missed it and was anxious to fuck it again. He inserted his dick without resistance and started rocking in and out of it. Kristina reached beneath her and stuck two fingers in her pussy and held her mouth agape as Tony aimed his dick for it. 

Tony pushed his cock right into her mouth, down her tongue and into her throat with one motion. He grabbed her hair from behind and formed it into two pony tails on either side of her head and used them to hold her tight to the base of his dick. As forceful as he was, Kristina tongued him aggressively, tasting her ass on his dick but forging ahead undeterred. With her free hand, Kristina cupped Tony's balls and stroked them, trying to coax the cum out. 

In an odd way, she was grateful to these two boys. Through their blackmail and bad intentions, they had opened her up, literally and figuratively, to a whole new world of sexual enjoyment. She had never before considered anal. She thought it was disgusting, but here she was taking Josh balls deep in her ass and gaining pleasure from it! Whenever she thought about how disturbing this all was, she lost her excitement, so she figured it was easier to just let go. 

Josh's intense thrusting was pushing her further towards the center of the bed, her legs being forced wider as the moved up the corner of the mattress. Kristina got up onto her right elbow, still fingering Tony with the same hand, to allow her more comfortable access to the base of his cock. Tony lay down in front of her and let go of her hair. As she was willing now, he laid his hands behind his head and stared up towards the ceiling. 

Kristina bounced on his cock in time with Josh's cock in her ass. From time to time, she would pull out and run her cock up the bottom of his dick, slobbering this magnificent knob that had given her so much guilty pleasure. 

"Yeah, suck my balls, girl," he said. 

Kristina willingly lowered her head to the mattress and lapped at his balls. He was not shaved, but she still got them sopping wet with her saliva and took them into her mouth. It was musky and damp, but she considered it less offensive then sucking the pole that had just been in her ass. 

"So what do you think, Kristina?" said Josh. "Do you think you will ever be able to enjoy simple, one-on-one, vaginal sex again?" 

She had not considered it until he asked, and she was nervous that the answer was no. Marci walked up to her and pinched her ass. 

"Answer him!" she said. 

"No, Josh. I think I like it rough and dirty too much." That drove the two boys crazy. 

"So if I were to pull my dick out like this and leave just the head in your ass, what would you say?" he continued. 

"Please, Josh, don't stop!" she answered. 

"Don't stop what?" 

"Please, fuck my ass," Kristina pouted. 

Josh slowly moved in and out of her ass. 

"Be more specific," he said. 

"Fuck my ass hard....PLEASE!" she cried. 

"As you wish," he said. He gripped her ass and squeezed her flesh in his hand and started fucking her ass as hard as ever. 

"Oh, oh, oh. Yeah, yes yes!" shouted Kristina. 

"Don't forget my balls, bitch," said Tony. 

Kristina eagerly took his balls back in her mouth. Marci knelt next to Kristina and grabbed her hair with her left hand, taking control of her head and keeping her mouth on Tony's balls. With her free hand, she started smacking Kristina's ass. 

Josh lifted Kristina's waist off the bed and ordered her to tuck her knees underneath her. She did, which enabled her to fuck her pussy with her fingers a little easier. Josh held onto her waist and fucked her hard as Marci wailed on her ass with her bare hands. Marci let go of Kristina's head and grabbed her left tit, newly pierced, and clenched it tight. For the first time, Kristina noticed the piece of metal, but still did not fully compute that it was a nipple ring attached to her tit. 

"You want some of this cock, Marci?" said Tony. 

"You know I do!" she said. 

She held Kristina's head on Tony's balls as she straddled his cock. She lowered her pussy on his dick, facing away from him and towards Kristina. She eased her way down to his base and rested there for a second. 

"OK, Kristina, get back in this pussy," she said. 

Kristina extended her tongue from between her lips and ran the tip of it up Tony's balls, over the two inches of his shaft that remained outside of Marci, onto the rim of her hole and up to her clit. 

"Oh my God she's so dirty," said Josh. He kept pounding her ass as he watched her repeat the motion over and over. She was getting both Tony and Marci off in one stroke. 

Meanwhile, Tony was getting less stimulation from her ass as she was starting to get loose. 

"Stick another finger in your cunt, bitch," he ordered. 

Kristina eased a third finger into her pussy and instantly her ass felt tighter to Josh. And everything felt tighter to her. Her climax approached rapidly, and it was all Josh could do to hold her on the bed. She came again, squirting more juices onto Marci's bed, although none of the other three could see it. 

"Lets switch it up again, boys," said Marci. 

Kristina collapsed onto her side as Josh pulled out of her ass and continued to gently stroke her pussy. She had never cum so much or so hard in her life. Marci forced her onto her back and sat down on her face, facing Kristina's forehead. Josh moved up from her ass and straddled her chest, aiming his dick at Marci's cunt. He entered it and started fucking her, and Kristina, not needing to be told, started running her tongue up his balls and dick and Marci's pussy, just as before. 

Tony stepped away from the bed for awhile to watch his friends fuck Kristina. He watching with pride at the converted Kristina as she grabbed Josh's balls with one hand and thumbed Marci's clit with the other. As much as he enjoyed the submissive Kristina, he still preferred when she resisted a little. With that in mind, he opened up the bag and pulled out some rope. As the threesome took place on the bed, he walked around it, tying the rope around the four posts. 

He then approached Kristina's feet and spread them towards the corners of the bed. Kristina anticipated him fucking her again, but instead felt the harsh burn or rope being tied around her left ankle. 

"Stop, Tony. You don't have to," Kristina complained. 

"But I want to," was all he said as he secured her right ankle as well. 

Marci and Josh moved their legs as Tony tried to move Kristina's arms above her head. Kristina did not resist as he secured her wrists to the posts. Josh resumed his fucking and Marci moaned in appreciation. Kristina continued to use her tongue on their genitals, and while her hands were certainly pleasuring both of them, Marci and Josh were glad that their orgasms would take more time. They did not want this night to end. 

Tony brought another ice cube out of the freezer and applied it to Kristina's clit. She gasped again, in shock and pleasure, as he rubbed it on her clit, hardening it. When it melted, her got another and repeated it. Kristina could not feel her clit because it was so numb, but the chill of melted water dripping into her gaping hole stimulated her greatly. 

After the second cube melted, Tony grabbed the needle and another ring and approached her prone, gaping pussy. He grabbed her clit and extended it from her body, but Kristina could neither see nor feel what was happening. He nimbly slipped the needle right through it and applied the ring. He admired his work, knowing that no matter who she went on to spend the rest of her life with, he would be the one that first took her ass, gave her her first facial, and gave her a fucking pierced clit. 

"I'm gonna cum," said Josh, and Marci jumped off his dick. She spun around and wrapped her lips around the head of his cock. Josh shot his load onto her tongue, but Marci did not swallow. She collected it expertly in the front of her mouth, washing what was in her cheeks towards the front with saliva. She then moved her mouth to Kristina's face. 

"Open Up!" she said without spilling a drop of cum. Kristina opened her mouth and waited as Marci deposited Josh's cum and her own spit in Kristina's mouth. 

Kristina collected it all and pushed it out of her mouth with her tongue. It dribbled down her cheeks and over her chin down her neck. 

"Wow, what a filthy slut," said Josh. Meanwhile, Tony had started finger-fucking Kristina. He attempted his own version of The Shocker, sticking two fingers up her ass and two in her cunt. 

Kristina arched her back in pleasure and strained against the ropes. She looked straight up to the ceiling in ecstasy as Tony fucked her with his fingers. She then looked down the length of her body at him and her orgasm slowed. 

"What the fuck is that!" she screamed, looking at the ring in her nipple. 

"What, this," said Marci as she grabbed the ring and lifted her breast up with it. "Its just a little something to remember this night by." 

She set it down, at which point Tony said, "There's one here, too." 

He brought his teeth to her clit ring and bit it, lifting it up to show her. Kristina was stunned. 

"You assholes," she said. 

"Hey, that's not very nice. We just did you a favor," said Josh. "Its supposed to provide you sexual stimulation. The only tough part is having it done, and you didn't even know it happened, we're so good." 

"Just reserve judgment until you get used to it," said Marci. 

Kristina laid her head back against the pillow and tried to get back into Tony's Shocker. He sped up his pace, jackhammering into her with aplomb. Marci started rummaging through Kristina's purse and found her cell phone. She adjusted a couple settings and then handed it to Josh. 

"Hold this on her clit ring," she said. Josh wasn't sure what she had planned, but obeyed. 

Marci then pulled out her own cell phone and dialed Kristina's number. A short second later, Kristina's phone vibrated against her clit ring, sending shock waves of pleasure through her body. She nearly came, but Marci hung up the phone. Marci then punched the numbers into the phone again and put it in Kristina's hand. 




More than She Bargained For Ch. 05



"If you want to cum, just press dial," she said. 

Kristina did not even think twice. She looked up at the phone in her hand, found the dial button and pressed it. In an instant, her phone vibrated. Kristina dropped the phone in her hand to the floor and humped furiously against the phone on her clit. Tony backed up in anticipation, and was glad that he did when Kristina shot more juice from her pussy. 

"What a gusher," said Josh. "Your sheets are ruined," he said to Marci. 

Kristina's sexual frenzy slowed and she again collapsed flat on the bed. 

"You were right. That ring is amazing!" she said. 

Marci and Josh laughed as Tony decided it was time for him to cum. He didn't want to put his dick in her mouth because she was sticky from Josh's cum, so he climbed onto her chest and pushed her tits together around his dick. He fucked her tits hard, grinding the bottom of his dick against her chest and the sides against either breast. 

"Lift up your head and open your mouth," he commanded when he was ready. Kristina lifted her neck so that she was staring right at the tip of his dick as it rhythmically protruded from between her breasts. When he was ready, he pushed hard down on her chest and thrust his dick up towards her open mouth. He unloaded his sperm onto her face, stroking against her eyes and cheeks and the inside of her mouth. Kristina's head fell back against the pillow and she laid there, overwhelmed with pleasure and fully stimulated. 

"Smile for the camera," said Marci as she brought the camcorder over hear head. Kristina smiled, not even thinking. "We promise, we will just use this for our personal pleasure," said Marci. Tony and Josh laughed. 

"Can I get a copy," asked Kristina. "Maybe, if you're good. Why don't you tell the camera what you did tonight and how much you liked it." 

"Tonight I was fucked by two manly men and one hot babe. They fucked my ass and mouth, but not my pussy, and yet I still came three times. They are the only ones who know how I like it, and I like it rough!" 

"OK, but what about before they came over?" asked Marci. 

"Before that, I ate Marci's pussy until she came on my mouth, and before that, I let her twin brothers fuck my pussy and mouth like a submissive slut. They also made me cum three times." 

"OK, then. If you liked it so much, when do you want to fuck us again?" asked Josh. 

"Tomorrow, and then the next day," answered Kristina. 

"Well then, we will see if we can keep things interesting for you. Expect a call." 

They untied Kristina and let her go. Tony kept her bra and panties so that she had to walk home commando, but Kristina just went with it. She slid on her jeans and tank top and walked outside. Her extreme enjoyment of the night overcame the shame she was feeling when she arrived. She could not wait for their next night together.



More than She Bargained For Ch. 06



Kristina did not hear from Josh, Tony or Marci for several days after that night. With every night that passed without hearing from them, she would go to bed early and masturbate through multiple orgasms until she passed out. Her three tormentors had inadvertently turned her into a whore, at least mentally, and she could not get through an entire day without experiencing orgasm. 

But after a week, Kristina quickly tired of her fingers. She needed to experience being submissive again. She needed cock. So instead of waiting for a call, she called Josh. 

"Hello," he answered. 

"Josh, its Kristina," she said, trying to sound sexy. 

"What do you want?" he asked, coldly. Kristina was taken aback. 

"I want you, Josh. And Tony. I need you to dominate me again...my body craves it." 

"Kristina, don't you understand? We are done with you. We have done everything to you, and you have nothing left to offer us. We are moving on to the next girl." 

Kristina was shocked. She thought for sure that her offering herself to the boys would get them aroused. 

"You have no interest in fucking my ass, or my mouth or pussy? You don't think I can get you off?" she pouted. 

"No, Kristina. Like I said, we have some fresh meat that we are treating just like we treated you. We moved on, so should you." 

Kristina was on the verge of tears, and hung up so that she would not cry in front of Josh. Not more than two weeks ago, if she knew a guy like Josh would even attempt anal sex with a woman, she would have avoided him like the plague. Now, here she was envying this new girl she didn't even know, knowing that Josh and Tony would be DPing her, opening her up to a world of pleasure she never knew existed. 

She took inventory of her situation. She was still cute, and still very desirable to men. Even if Josh and Tony had no interest, she could surely find a college guy to butt-fuck her. Hell, she could walk around the block and find five guys without any trouble. 

So she set out to find a man to satisfy her. And as planned, she had no trouble. In class she approached a guy named Dave who was cute enough. When he came over to her dorm, she practically attacked him. Skipping all foreplay, she dropped to her knees and pulled down his pants and boxers. 

But Dave was not as cocksure as Josh or Tony. Kristina had only bobbed her head twenty times and he blew his load. 

She backed off his dick and gargled, "What the hell!" His cum leaked out of her mouth. 

"Sorry, I got too excited," he said. 

Kristina stared in disappointment as his cock went flaccid. She told him to put his pants back on and leave. Once alone, Kristina finished herself off, again. 

The next night she brought home a new guy, Max, who fell for her flirting in about three seconds. She had asked him if he was a virgin, and he lied that he was not.

"Good," she said. "I'm not trying to train any rookies." In fear of repeating the previous night, she worked on his cock manually at first, stroking him to full attention. 

When he was ready, Kristina laid on her side and parted her legs. Max mounted her and pushed his cock in half way. He humped clumsily, lacking rhythm or pace, just mashing against her like an animal. 

Kristina wanted to advise him, but she refrained. Instead, she moved her left hand down to her ass, spread it, and began dipping her middle finger inside. She realized her error immediately. Max went bug-eyed when he saw this, and she felt his cum building up inside his cock. 

"Nooo!" she screamed in disappointment. It was too late. He unloaded inside her. Like Dave, he apologized, quickly dressed and left her to finish off herself. 

Kristina knew now that while she could get just about any man in bed, none of them would be able to satisfy her like Josh or Tony. She had to find a way to make herself more desirable for them. She had to offer them something they could not get from any other girl. She had to think. 

Unable to come up with anything depriving enough, she called Marci. Marci told her that if she wanted her help, to come over to her dorm. They would talk about it in person. 

Kristina was there not a half hour later, and was greeted by Marci wearing shear lingerie. 

"Come in," she said, and shut the door behind her. 

"Thanks for helping, Marci. I really need-," 

"Oh, shut up, bitch," Marci interrupted. "First things first. If you want my help, get that tongue in my pussy. Not a word more." 

Marci sat in her chair, lifted her legs over the arm rests, and pulled her panties aside. Kristina should have known better than to expect sympathy from Marci. She knelt between her legs and went to town on her pussy. Marci grabbed the hair behind Kristina's head and forced her mouth firmly onto her pussy. Then, the taunting began. 

"What a ho you have become. Willingly eating my pussy just so you can get fucked hard by two guys who hate you! How far you have fallen." As she spoke, she ground her wet pussy into Kristina's moaning mouth. Kristina grabbed onto the legs of the chair for leverage as Marci raped her mouth. 

"Get your tongue deep in that hole, bitch," commanded Marci. Kristina obeyed, swirling her tongue inside Marci's moist tunnel. In that instant, Marci erupted in orgasm. As the liquid invaded Kristina's mouth, she gagged and her body convulsed. Mercifully, Marci let go of her hair. 

"Stand up and bend over my desk, now," ordered Marci. Kristina obeyed. Even though she would have preferred the boys, she was still a bit turned on being dominated by Marci. She laid her chest flat on the desk top as she listened to Marci rummaging through her sock drawer behind her. 

Suddenly, Marci was behind her, yanking her skirt up over her ass and her thong down to the floor. Kristina felt pressure in her asshole as Marci forced a butt plug inside her. 

"Christ, that was easy!" said Marci. She then spread her pussy and forced a 5 five inch dildo inside. "You should be ashamed of yourself. How could you possibly be wet?" 

Kristina held her head low in embarrassment. She expected Marci to keep working the plastic cock inside her, but was surprised to feel Marci hike the thong back up her legs and between her ass cheeks, locking the dildo and butt plug in place. Marci pulled the skirt back down, covering her ass, and then pulled her to her feet by her hair. 

Kristina slowly turned to face Marci, wondering what the hell was going on. Marci held up what appeared to be a remote control with a little switch that ready "On/Off." Before Kristina could even think about it, Marci flicked the switch on and Kristina felt the dildo start vibrating inside of her. Kristina went limp-kneed and grabbed for her crotch. She sank to her knees, and Marci flipped the switch back off. 

With Kristina panting on the floor, Marci explained the future. 

"You are going to walk back to your dorm and I am going to follow you, always about 20 feet behind you. At any point, I might turn that dildo on. It might be in front of strangers, or friends of yours, or you could be completely alone. Once you get back to your dorm, I will tell you how to get back with Tony and Josh." 

Kristina weighed her options, but knew deep inside that she really only had the one choice. She picked herself up off the ground, opened the door, and marched out into the hallway. 

As Kristina made her way down the hall, down the stairs and out the front door, she tried to teach herself to walk in such a way that did not make it obvious that she was being DPed with plastic cocks. Marci stifled giggles as she watched Kristina struggle. It was hard to stand upright, let alone walk in a normal fashion, but by the time they got outside, Kristina could manage. 

It was just after 10pm, and Kristina thought she might be able to use the cover of night to hide her situation. Her dorm was four blocks away, and she could not see too many people on the street. Perhaps she caught a break. 

"Let me see, here," said Marci, examining her remote. 

Before she could prepare herself, Kristina felt the dildo vibrate. She grabbed onto the handle of the door to prevent herself from falling, and Marci turned it off. 

"Just wanted to make sure its still working," she mocked. Kristina started walking towards her dorm, picking the side of the street that had no people on it. 

Every twenty paces or so, Marci would flick the dildo on and off, just to make Kristina jump. Each time, Marci chuckled to herself, loving Kristina's embarrassment. As Kristina came up to the end of the second street, she waited on the corner for a white van to pass. She was standing in the glow of a street light, and did her best to stand up straight. It seemed to her as if everyone must know what was going on between her legs. 

Marci hid behind a car twenty feet behind Kristina and flicked her switch. Kristina jerked for a moment, and anticipated that Marci would turn it off, just as she had before. Instead, Marci left the dildo rocking around inside her, and her legs started to go weak. 

As the van pulled up to the corner, Kristina sank to her knees. She hoped the van would just drive passed her and leave her alone, but in her horror, she heard the side door slide open. Marci mercifully turned the dildo off as Kristina heard a voice. 

"Are you OK?" 

Kristina looked up and brushed the hair out of her eyes and looked up to meet the eyes of some college guy she had never met. 

"Yeah, sorry, I am just a little tired and I stumbled." 

"We can give you a ride, if you want. We are filming a documentary right now, interviewing college girls on campus. If you come with us, we will take you home and pay you $100." 

Kristina turned around to see if Marci was giving her any instruction. She was gone, or at least hidden. Assuming the dildo did not start up again in the van, a ride was exactly what she needed. 

"Yeah, thank you. I am just a couple blocks up," she answered. 

She took his hand and he helped her to her feet. He guided her into the middle row of seats and followed her in, sitting immediately to her left. As she sat down, she examined the inside of the van. There were six guys in there with her, two black, two hispanic, one asian and the white guy who helped her off the street. 

The guy in the passenger seat up front turned around and faced her with a video camera. 

"What is your name?" he asked. 

"Kristina...what's with the camera?" The guy to her left filled her in. 

"We are filming a documentary about sex on college campuses. Do you mind if we ask you a few questions?" 

"$100, right? Will you blur out my face?" she asked. 

"Yeah, we can do that. Here is the cash now so you know we are legit." 

Kristina took five $20s from him and slipped it in her cleavage. 

"What year are you?" 

"I'm a freshman," she said. 

"How many sexual partners have you had since you have been here?" 

Kristina was surprised by the bluntness of the questions, but responded honestly. 

"Three," she secretly counted Marci. Her answer seemed to energize the guys in the van. A couple of them shifted in their seat, Kristina assumed so that they could adjust to their erections. 

"And have you ever had anal sex? If so, did you enjoy it?" 

"Yes, and yes, eventually. I hated it at first but after I got used to it I learned to enjoy it." 

A murmur of enthusiasm swelled from the seats behind her. 

"How many of your sexual partners with the result of intoxication?" 

Kristina thought about it, and again answered truthfully. "Two. Both of them resulted in anal, if you are wondering." 

"OK, great. Just one last questions. Do you think, given that college is the time to experiment, you would offer yourself to a stranger if he or they offered you the right amount of cash?" 

Kristina finally put two and two together. They were going to attempt to fuck her. Her pussy started juicing at the thought. Maybe this is exactly what she needed.

Maybe, she thought, Marci set this whole thing up for her.

"I suppose, for the right amount of money I might be willing to submit myself." Just saying these words made her wetter than she already was. Maybe these guys could control her and fuck her the way she needed. 

"And how much would that cost?" he asked. 

"I don't know...maybe $500." 

"So if we offered you a grand right here, right now, would you let us gang bang you?" 

Kristina started shaking. $1,000 was a lot for her, and she might actually enjoy it. 

"In the van?" she asked. The guys already knew that meant yes. 

"Well, we would take you somewhere a little nicer than the inside of a van." 

As she considered it, her most horrific scenario came true. Her dildo turned on again. She did not know if Marci flicked the switch, or if it went on by accident, but the whole van could hear the vibrations inside her vagina. 

"What the fuck is that?" said a guy in the back seat. 

"Uh...its a long story," she answered. 

"It sounds like it is coming from between her legs!" 

"Kristina, would you please turn around, put your knees on the seat and bend over the back of your seat?"

Kristina readied herself for ridicule. She propped herself the way they wanted her, and immediately felt hands on her skirt. The guy asking the questions, clearly the leader of the pack, pulled up her skirt and admired her ass. Kristina could feel the heat of the camera light on her bare ass. 

The boy hooked his finger under her thong and pulled it down to her knees. 

"Holy shit!" said the cameraman. Kristina hung her head in shame as the boys stared at the dildo and butt plug. 

"What is it?" the asian guy in the back seat asked. He was worried it was some hideous STD that would cancel their plans with her. 

"This bitch is packed with a vibrating dildo in her pussy and butt plug in her ass. She must really like anal, this one! I think we found ourselves a wildcat!" 

The guy to her left spread her ass apart so the camera could inspect it. Then the black guy on her other side pulled the butt plug until it popped out of her sphincter. He passed it back to the asian guy, who held it up to her mouth.

"Put this in your mouth and hold it like a pacifier. No speaking until we get where we are going." Kristina immediately closed her mouth around the plug and held it there, tasting the foul funk of her asshole.

Muffled, Kristina waited for their next move. She felt the boy pull at her thong until they slid under her knees and off her feet. He tied them around her head, blinding her. 

"We can't have you know where we are going. Don't take this off. Now turn around and sit down again." 

Kristina turned and sat between the two boys again. 

"We are only a few minutes away from our destination. Until we get there, spread your feet on the two seats in front of you and move that dildo in and out of your pussy." 

Kristina did not even know who was talking to her, but she obeyed. She slid forward in her spot and planted her feet on the back of the chairs in front of her. The camera panned down to catch her start fucking herself with the dildo, still vibrating. Kristina felt like it would not turn off again until the batteries died. 

In no more than a minute, there were hands from behind her groping her tits through her tank top, as well as hands from her sides sliding up and down the insides of her legs. Caught up in the moment, she put her free hand on her pussy and rubbed her clit. Her entire body shivered as she brought herself to orgasm. Her seat was wet with her sweat and pussy juice, and she could feel it dampening her ass. Her breaths slowed as she came down from her high, and felt the van pull off the road. 

"Just in time, slut. We are here."



More than She Bargained For Ch. 07



The van pulled into a warehouse that was about 1000 square feet. The garage door closed behind them, and Kristina found herself alone with the six boys. One of them pulled the thong off her head so she could see again, and the six of them filed out of the van, pulling her with them. It was dark, and Kristina could not make out much of anything that was not directly in front of her. 

Several of the boys set to stripping her down. 

"Hands above your head," one of them ordered. 

She immediately obeyed. They pulled her tank top up over her head and unhooked her bra. One of the black guys held her hands tight while the Asian guy applied a pair of leather cuffs to her wrists. As they were attached, one of the Hispanic guys grabbed the butt plug in her mouth and said "open." Kristina allowed him to pull out the plug. 

Near the entrance, someone flicked on a light, and the entire warehouse flooded with brightness. As Kristina's eyes adjusted, she noticed a a few chairs, a table with a variety of utensils on it, and a filthy, raggedy, stained mattress. 

But the boys were pulling her to a pair of posts in the middle of the room. The top of the posts were connected by a chain, and from the chain extended a metal hook. 

Before she even knew what was happening, the boys had her leather cuffs attached to the hook, and they pulled her up until the heels of her feet came off the ground. She was now quite a sight to behold. This beautiful, perky brunette hanging from her hands, completely bare, her sweet, supple breasts proudly introducing themselves to the room. 

"Guys, you don't have to do this. I will willing let you all fuck me," she said, secretly craving the roughness but ashamed to say it out loud.

"Come on now, sweet Kristina. You trust us enough to let us take you somewhere and gang bang you, but you don't trust us enough to tie you up?" 

"You aren't going to hurt me, are you?" she asked coyly, half hoping the answer was yes. 

"No, of course not..." answered the white guy. 

"Well," reconsidered one of the Latinos, "We're not going to kill you, anyway." 

All the guys laughed while Kristina squirmed in her bonds. While her subconscious might have been hoping for a degrading fuck fest, she knew that she did not know these guys very well, and she did not know what they were capable of. They could do whatever they wanted to her, and she might not enjoy it.

One of the black men came up directly in front of her. 

"Besides," he said, "We have unfinished business." 

Kristina looked up into his face for the first time and realized it was Chavar. She remembered his enormous cock from Marci's dorm room. 

"I never got a shot at that ass. Tonight, we fix that." 

He and all the other guys stripped themselves naked. Chavar was only semi erect, but he was still as big as either Brandon or Tony. He inched his way against her and stuck his elephant trunk between her legs. He did not push up into her pussy, but rather let it rest beneath it, teasing her and she squirmed around it. 

Kristina noticed the Asian guy pick up a long, wooden paddle from the table and walk behind her. Her nerves started to get the best of her, and even as her pussy juiced on Chavar's monster cock, she pleaded for mercy. 

"Please," she whimpered. "Take it easy on me."

"Sluts like you deserve to be punished," the paddler responded. And with that, he reared back and slapped the paddle on her bare ass. She gasped as the sound of wood on flesh echoed throughout the warehouse. Her pussy ground up the length of Chavar's shaft as she swung forward in response. 

Chavar grinned right into her face as she swung back, covering his cock in shimmering juices. Another slap, and the whole process repeated itself. Kristina was completely at their mercy, enduring both the searing pain of the paddle and the pleasure of Chavar's dick nestled against her pussy. All of the guys had jerked their cocks to full attention and were turned on by her face, almost resisting the pleasure out of shame. 

Kristina's nipples brushed against Chavar's chest hair as he stood stoically in front of her. As they rubbed, they extended and hardened, becoming increasingly sensitive. From the table where they grabbed the paddle, one of the Latinos grabbed a pair of nipple clamps and brought them over. 

"Here you go, chica. Lets try these on for size," he slithered. 

"Noooo!!" Kristina pleaded as the first one fastened into place on her right nipple. She watched in horror as he clipped the left one on, crushing her flesh between the clamp and her stud piercing.

"Aaaaaahhhhhh!!" she screamed into the echoic room, much to the delight of the boys.

"Too tight?" the Latino asked. 

She nodded, biting her lip and clenching her eyes. 

"Too bad. Get used to it." 

Kristina's breaths quickened as she tried to grow accustomed to the pain. She was distracted only by the dick between her legs and the steady pounding of the paddle on her ass. She noticed a rhythm to his smacks, each separated by about five seconds, and began successfully timing them. Just before each swing, she would clench her butt cheeks together, easing the sting. 

The tightness this brought to her thighs made Chavar rock hard, but there was no way he was going to cum this early. As he grew, his cock head brushed against the opening to Kristina's pussy. As the next smack came down on her ass, she raised her feet off the ground, supported only by the cuffs, and wrapped her legs around Chavar's waist. The thrust of the paddle helped push her pussy about three inches down his cock. 

The guys were all amazed by her ability and desire to fuck even through all the torture. They could not wait to get their dicks in her, but still loved watching the show in front of them. 

Kristina tried to tilt her head forward and lock lips with Chavar, but he just laughed. He reached behind her and pulled her hair down, forcing her head back so that she was staring up at the ceiling. With his other hand, he tapped the chain between her nipple clamps, distending them further and causing her to yelp. 

The Asian guy put down his paddle and approached her from behind. He rubbed his hands all over her now red ass. It stung a bit, and her flinching only wedged her further up Chavar's dick. 

"OK boys," he said. "I think she is ready to suck some cock." 

He pulled her tight to him, reached up with his left hand and unclipped her cuffs, freeing them from the hook, and separated them from each other. Her arms, weary from supporting her body weight for the last ten minutes, instinctively collapsed around his neck,. Chavar carried her back to the group and told her to stand up. She lowered her feet to the ground and slid off his dick. 

One of the Latinos laid on the ground and held his dick erect. 

"Sit that pussy on this cock, you fucking bitch," he demanded. Kristina did not wish to disobey him, so she spread her legs on either side of him, facing away, and knelt to the floor. She guided his dick into her pussy and sat all the way down on it. 

The other five guys formed a circle around them with the other black guy right in front of her. He held his dick in front of her face and she opened her mouth, not needing to be told. He forced his hard dick onto her warm, wet tongue and began thrusting in and out. The white guy and the other Latino were on her right and left, and they each pulled one of her hands right to their cocks. Again, not needing to be told, she started jerking them. 

As the black guy assaulted her mouth, he reached down and grabbed the chain on her nipple clamps and pulled up on them. This sent a searing jolt through her tits, and she let go of the cocks to support her breasts, easing her pain. 

"Whoa there, slut. Get your hands back on these dicks," said the Latino she had been jerking. 

She easily let go of her breasts, her nipples still being held up by the clamps, and gingerly set to stroking their cocks again. After a minute or so, everyone in the circle rotated one position, so that she was sucking the Latino she had been jerking, jerking the black guy who had been in her mouth, and jerking the Asian guy. Chavar just supervised the entire operation. 

The Latino she was riding spread her ass and stuck his thumb past her sphincter. 

"Oh yeah, chica...I'm gonna loosen you up, bitch." Kristina bucked wildly against him as she continued to get face-fucked by the Latino in front of her. 

All of the guys continued to rotate until each of them had been sucked off by the submissive brunette. Kristina was gasping for air, both because she just had four dicks crammed down her throat and because the Latino beneath her was DPing her with his thumb and smacking her sensitive ass. 

Even through the pain in her ass and the suffocation, she was excited. She was thrilled that none of these guys had come from her blow job, hoping that meant they had the stamina to fuck her hard all night long. This is just what she had been needing.

Chavar stepped forward and held his flaccid sausage against her mouth. Kristina was almost offended that he was not erect yet, as if her beauty and degradation were not good enough for him. She opened her lips to take him inside her, determined to get him hard.

Her jaw stretched to the limit as he manipulated his soft cock past her lips. He grabbed the back of her head and slid forward, his limp flesh pushing her tongue back towards her throat. As her tongue bunched up, it blocked off access to her throat. He pulled all the way out and scolded her.

"Stick your tongue out, and keep it out."

She had paused to catch her breath. 

"NOW!!!" he roared. Kristina immediately slid her tongue past her ruby lips.

He placed his enormous head on the tip of her tongue and slid forward again. He smoothly pushed into her, the bottom of his cock gliding along her extended tongue. In its flaccid state, it easily drooped forward and plugged her esophagus. 

Fighting for breath, Kristina grabbed his thighs, trying to push him off, but he was far too strong for her. As her throat convulsed, her tongue vibrated against the entire length of his cock. The tip of her tongue, still extended, flickered involuntarily against his scrotum.

After her face reddened from both the lack of air and the strain of accommodating his dick, he pulled out and let her breathe. After a few deep breaths, he crammed his hardening dick back into her, and repeated the process. 

When he recognized the fight draining from her body, her grasp on his thighs fading, he again withdrew and stepped back. The Latino lifted her off his dick and pushed her forward, causing her to fall on the floor. Her tits scraped against the concrete, the clamps scratching her nipples. 

She worked her way up to her hands and knees, trying to catch her breath. Her captors admired her form, toned and glorious despite its weakened condition. She cupped her swaying tits as she worked her way to doggy style position, trying to ease the throbbing and stinging sensations that seared her nipples.

Chavar and his black friend picked her up and held her in their arms. They manipulated her so that they each had one arm in the crux of her knee, and her back resting on their other arms. She was being held spread eagle, her dripping pussy and asshole open for the other four boys.

The Asian guy approached her yearning pussy and easily slid his erection inside her. He was the smallest of the six guys there, but Kristina was still satisfied to have his warm wand work its magic on her. 

"Oh, yeah, fuck that pussy," Kristina found herself saying. 

She had not even planned on encouraging them, they did not need it. But her inner slut forced the words past her surprised lips. She looked down the length of her body at this stranger assaulting her pussy, and as her shame grew, so did her excitement.

As the Asian started pumping in and out with greater speed, the white guy came towards her head and pulled her hair towards the floor. Her view shifted from the Asian in front of her to an upside-down view of the white guy's genitals. She willingly opened her mouth as he forced his member into her mouth.

The black guys swayed Kristina back and forth, slamming her down on the cocks at both ends of her body. Her perky tits bounced up and down, quickly rolling across her chest as she was jostled back and forth. The white guy grabbed the chain connecting her nipple clamps and pulled up.

"MMMMPPPPHHHHHH!!!" Kristina gargled around his cock, responding to the pain in her nipples. The taut chain held them in place as he boobs shifted around them. 

The white guy released the chain, but continued the abuse by slapping her tits back and forth with both hands. He loved the sight of her flesh reacting to his torture, not only their violent movements, but the speed with which they reddened. Her vibrating vocal chords, screaming in response to the beating, stimulated his cock and only encouraged him more.

After he grew tired of her breasts, he grabbed her cheeks and held them still as he fucked her mouth like it was her pussy. She choked on his plundering cock, and little spurts of spittle shot out and dripped down her cheek towards her eyes.

When the Latinos were ready to trade places, he pulled out of her mouth and smacked her face.

"Uh," Kristina mustered, completely overwhelmed from the face-fucking. His assault had stemmed the oncoming tide of what would have been another orgasm, and she whimpered like a tiny puppy when the dick in her pussy withdrew. She hung limp in the arms of the two statuesque black men as the Latinos replaced the white guy and the Asian.

The guy between her legs, though, was not interested in the Asian's sloppy seconds. He aimed his dick at her loosened asshole, still slightly agape from the plug Marci had forced in her.

"Lift her a little higher," he requested of Chavar. 

As the black guys lifted her a couple inches, her puckered asshole lined up perfectly with his stiff weapon. He pushed slowly at first, allowing Kristina to understand what was happening. But once he got his head past her sphincter, he gripped her thighs and buried himself balls deep in her ass.

Kristina's mouth opened wide at the intensity of his invasion. His firm, smooth thrust filled her to the hilt, and the powerful sensation of anal sex came roaring back to her psyche.

The other Latino pulled her hair upwards and planted his hand on the back of her head.

"Watch him fuck your sluttly little ass, you fucking whore" he said with a sneer.

Kristina watched the toned man thrust in and out of her, feeling the full length of his cock plunge in and out. With every thrust inward, his pubic hair tickled her spread vagina, and she waited anxiously for every deep thrust so she could feel it against her clit.

As he fucked her ass, he reached forward and grabbed the hair just above her forehead. He pulled hard, forcing her to look not in his eyes, but down the length of her body, between her clamped nipples, and towards his glistening dick.

"Tell me you want it, chica," he said. 

"Oh, please," she panted. "Fuck my asshole." 

"Tell me you need it, bitch."

"Please, sir. I need your cock in my slutty little ass. Please fuck me harder!"

He obliged, increasing his rhythm. 

"Tell me what a slut you are."

"Fuck!!" Kristina cried in frustration, wanting only to experience these cocks, and not wanting to talk about it. "I'm such a fucking slut! I'm letting six strangers gang-fuck me for a thousand dollars. And though they have clamped my nipples, and hung me from a bar and spanked me, I am still cumming!"

He threw her head backwards violently. "I can't even look a slut like you in the face," he mocked.

As he plunged deeper into her body, the rest of the guys laughed at his method of debasing her. She did not care. She allowed the other guy to enter her mouth, and pulled on his ass cheeks so that he could delve deeper into her throat.

Hoisted in the air parallel to the floor, jammed at both ends of her body, Kristina's perverted desires to be degraded overcame any concern she should have had about this situation. Her asshole and gaping mouth welcomed the cocks' invasions, and even as the guy in her mouth started yanking on the chain again, she felt another orgasm approaching.

Before she could elevate herself to climax, the guys pulled out and left her limp in the arms of her supporters. She sagged, trusting in their strength to keep her from crashing to the floor. 

They tilted her forward and ordered her to stand on her feet. Once there, Chavar lifted the chain between her nipples to her mouth.

"Put this in your mouth and hold it there until we say otherwise," he commanded.

Kristina held her mouth agape and allowed Chavar to push it deep into her mouth, tucking it behind her second molars. Kristina felt the cold metal locked tight against her teeth, laying flat across the back of her tongue.

Chavar then grabbed a big fistful of her hair and pulled her painfully to the stained mattress that was lying in the middle of the room. With each quick, sharp step, her tits jiggled. Her nipples were pulled up to her mouth, taut, but the flesh of her breasts swirled around them. 

Kristina screamed through her bared teeth, but she was quickly muffled as Chavar shoved her face-first into the mattress. He held her face tight to the foul cushion while the other guys surrounded her, grabbing her wrists and ankles. 

Her wrists were cuffed to the corner of the mattress above her head, but her feet were tied together and then secured at the base of the mattress. This binding forced her flat on her stomach, and she could sense that her pussy was out of reach...of dick, anyway.

Chavar took her vibrator from the Asian guy and forced it between her legs and into her damp hole. He refrained from turning it on, and Kristina had the right idea why. He was going to fuck her ass, savagely, and did not care if she derived any pleasure from it at all.

He pulled her head out of the mattress by her hair and snarled into her ear. "Time to finish what we started last week, slut. My goal is to fuck you so hard that you don't shit right for a week."

"Please, Chavar. Be gentle." She begged with slurred speech, but one of the guys shoved a bit gag in her mouth and locked it in place behind her head. The gag also ensured that she could not relieve herself of the nipple chain in her teeth. 

"What happened to liking it rough?" said Chavar as he smacked her ass. His dark hand against her pristine white skin was something to behold, so he did it over and over again. Kristina's whimpering only egged him on.

Chavar straddled her ass and spread her cheeks with his palms, pressing downward and outward. Her asshole, already plugged and fucked by a smaller cock tonight, puckered temptingly when exposed like this. He let his fat cock head lie against it, so Kristina could get an idea of just how far she would be stretched.

He released her left cheek so he could grab the base of his shaft and take aim. With Kristina trembling beneath him, he got up on his hands and feet, push-up position, and allowed his weight to slowly force his cock past her clasping sphincter. 

Though stifled with the gag, Kristina's screams echoed throughout the room. She had yearned for something like this all week, ever since Josh and Tony had moved on from her. And even though she had already cum, and had secretly loved her experience until know, fear and trepidation began to permeate her conscience. She was legitimately concerned for her health and well-being as Chavar dug deeper.

The pressure in her ass evoked images of a meat stuffer filling a turkey on Thanksgiving. She felt uncomfortably full, but more than that, her asshole burned like the first time Josh and Tony fucked her in it. She could not believe that this throbbing cock was so large it felt like losing her anal virginity all over again.




More than She Bargained For Ch. 07



As he dug deeper, the rest of the guys lined up in front of her and, one at a time, knelt on the mattress next to her head. The white guy was first, and he turned her head so that she was facing his locked and loaded cock.

She was staring right at the hole at the tip of his dick, observing the pre-cum slowly oozing out as his fist pumped back and forth, just a few inches from her face. He held her hair tight to the mattress with his free hand, and she braced herself for the splatter.

With a short scream and a final lurch forward, he began lacing cum over her left cheek. He did an expert job, with streaks of his sticky sauce landing along her hair line, on her nose and in her eye. She clenched them shut, and blinked rapidly, trying to work the cum out. It worked, but she only succeeded in having the cum roll down her face and into her spread mouth. 

As the first guy's cum pooled on her tongue, the Asian took his place and began stroking in earnest. Meanwhile, Chavar was more than half way inside her, and was now thrusting his pelvis up and down, searching for a path deeper into her ass.

By the time the Asian unloaded on her, Chavar was nearly balls deep inside her. Her inner walls sucked him like a vacuum, and it took all of his concentration not to cum. 

The other black guy replaced the Asian, already on the verge of cumming just from watching is friend take this prone, white ass. He jerked fervently, wiping his head against her cheeks and nose, before erupting on her.

"Take it, slut! Take it!" he shouted as his Vesuvian eruption spewed on her face. His cum glided down the path paved by the previous semen, dripping off her nose and onto the mattress in front of her.

Krisitna could taste the salty mixture of cum on her lips and tongue, but was hardly focussing on it. She was now fully impaled on Chavar's pulsing lance, and she was on the verge of utter delirium. 

Her senses were overwhelming. The pain in her ass was deep and powerful, but it eventually gave way to an almost numbing sensation. This allowed her to forget the physical pain and focus on the sick pleasure she garnered from the humiliation of the ongoing bukake. The musky funk of the ejaculate drying on her face and in her mouth invaded her nostrils. She wanted more.

As the two Latinos knelt next to her as a pair, she extended her tongue and licked the cum off the bit gag, encouraging them to give her more. Every few seconds, the motion of Chavar's slicing meat caused her to wince, but she quickly overcame it to urge on the guys at her head with another sultry lick or wink.

They timed their orgasms perfectly, crisscrossing their white paint onto the stained canvas of her visage. She was well-glazed, with cum all over the left side of her face, in her hair, and oozing onto the mattress beneath her.

Chavar again took her by the hair, grinding her face into the spilled pools of man sauce beneath her. In time with his driving piston, he yanked her head up and down, slamming it repeatedly into the soggy cushioning beneath her.

"Uh, uh, uh," was all Kristina could muster as he continued to work her over like this.

"Get every last drop, you cum slut," he growled at her, pulling her head back and forth across the sticky area.

With her mouth forced open, she could taste the salty, stained mattress with every swipe of her face across it. The stale aroma twisted its way through her orifices, causing her to become light-headed. Chavar's harsh motion with her head only compounded matters.

She knew she would not be able to remain conscious for much longer, unless Chavar let up on her. She gasped for breaths, but the putrid bitterness only made her gag, accelerating her swell towards a blackout.

But at the same time, she felt the confusing mix of searing pain and intense pleasure coming from her ass. Chavar was humping aggressively against her, and Kristina could sense that he was on the verge himself. She felt him slowly expand against her inner walls, and knew that he was about to finish.

Just before the lack of oxygen caused her to pass out, she experienced two distinct sensations. The first was Chavar dumping welt felt like a gallon of seed into her chasm of an asshole. The other was the most powerful, painful, shocking and humiliating orgasm she had ever experienced.

.....

When Kristina came to, she quickly realized she was back in her apartment. The nipple clamps and gag were gone, as was the butt plug and dildo. Semen was caked on her face, welding her left eye shut. 

Through her right eye, she gazed at the clock. 4am. Once she identified that she was alone, she tried to put it all together in her mind.

Marci must have set the whole thing up. If these guys had really stumbled upon her randomly, they would not have known where she lived or how to gain access to her dorm. Marci must have swiped a key at some point during the night.

With her ass and tits on fire, she allowed herself to drift back to sleep. A satisfied half-smile emerged as she recalled the night's festivities. 

While she could not see it at that time, there was a DVD at the foot of her bed with a note, in Marci's handwriting, that read, "Let me know when you are ready for more."

.....

Not sure if I am going to go on from here or end it now. If you have any requests for how this story moves forward, please email me or leave a message in the comments. Thank you as always.