0 comments/ 60150 views/ 22 favorites Caught Stealing By: notnaive She couldn't believe her luck as she knelt in front of the massive Orc. She didn't know how they had caught her, but she knew this was her only chance at escaping this camp alive. The red Durotar sand shifted under her knees as he stepped toward her, leg muscles rippling in the moonlight. She heard the cry of a Bloodtalon Scythemaw in the distance, and its voice sounded like mocking laughter as she took his stiffening member into her mouth. ..... Siss'Rin was a good rogue, if a little too eager at times. Her enjoyment and skill at pickpocketing got her into trouble sometimes, but nothing like this. It had been dark, and the two Orcs were snoring soundly has she crept into their camp. She had marked them earlier in Orgrimmar, drinking at the Inn and making bawdy jokes. She had even caught their names - Ormak Grimshot, the dark-haired one and Brakgul Deathbringer, the bald one. She had also noticed their heavy purses, and had followed them out into the harsh wasteland of Durotar, and waited until they had made camp near the Southfury River. She crept into their midst and looked around for valuables that were portable. There was a huge, gleaming axe leaning against a rock nearby, but she doubted she could even lift it. The Orcs had thrown their belongings seemingly carelessly, bags and clothing and armor scattered everywhere, while they lay on opposite sides of the fire stripped to their loincloths, and snoring loudly. She shivered in the warm, dry night air as she looked at their huge frames and slumbering muscular limbs. She only turned her back on them for a moment to search through one of the piles of clothes, and they were on her. Powerful arms wrapped around her from behind, and she was squeezed in a tight hug. She didn't dare scream. No one was around to help her, and she knew that there were more Orcs just across the river at Far Watch Post. She struggled for only a moment, and then went limp. "Ho what have we here?" said Brakgul. "Seems one of our 'allies' was trying to get a little too friendly with our belongings." "These damn Rogues!" Ormak swore, "I told you that she was looking at us funny back in the city." His grip on her tightened as he cursed. Siss'Rin swore under her breath. Her nostrils were filled with the smell of sweaty Orc, and she knew that she was in deep trouble. At best, they would turn her into the City guards or the watchpost sentries. At worst? She couldn't imagine... "What should we do with her, Dj? We can't have her following us around sticking those daggers in our kidneys at her first chance." "You could just let me go!" She said defiantly. She knew that wasn't going to happen. Orcs were known to be as ruthless in their justice as they were bloodthirsty in battle. They just laughed at her. "We can't kill her, Thrall would have our heads on a pike for killing an ally," said Brakgul. Ormak grinned evilly, "We could carve her into pieces and feed her to the river crocs. No one would have to know." They both laughed. Siss'Rin didn't think that was very funny at all. The one called Ormak dumped her on the ground in a heap. Brakgul was standing over her with that huge axe. Her eyes darted around, looking for an escape, but she knew it was hopeless. They came up with several more creative and graphic ways to kill her and to dispose of her body, including burying her in the sand up to her neck and letting the Scorpids slowly eat her. None of them sounded very good to her, but the Orcs seemed very pleased with her discomfort. Finally, she could stand no more. "Enough!" she cried. "Maybe we can work a deal?" They laughed at her. "We may be Orcs, but we're not stupid. We're supposed to trust a Rogue like you?" said Ormak. She felt like crying. "What do you want from me?" "Well, little thief, first we are going to rob you, just like you were trying to do to us. Why don't you take off all that gear and make a pile. We will dice for it later." Slowly, she got to her feet and began undressing, until at last she was covered only by a loincloth and a leather halter. Her large breasts heaving as she tried to keep her fear in check. The Orcs eyed her carefully to make sure she didn't have any hidden weapons - yeah, where would she hide them? "You know, Ormak, she does have certain...assets...that might be of use," said Brakgul, eyeing her breasts. "Perhaps we could be convinced not to kill her." .... They had cut off her remaining clothes with her own dagger. So now she knelt in front of Ormak, completely naked and exposed. They had warned her that if she did as they wished they would let her go. If she did not please them, they would march her naked to the city guard at first light. So she sucked Ormak's large cock with enthusiasm. Maybe if she were able to please them both, she would live through this. His cock was larger than any Troll's she had ever seen, and tasted strangely good to her. She felt warmth begin to spread between her legs. When Ormak's cock was standing straight up, she turned to Brakgul and began sucking his member to hardness as she continued to stroke the other Orc. The two were so similar, they could have been brothers. Initially, the smell or the Orcs was repugnant to her, but now it seemed to be turning her on. She certainly enjoyed her sex life, and with her figure, she had no problem finding willing partners. However strong the alliance between the Trolls and Orcs was, both sides frowned on fraternization between the races, but it was known to happen. There was even rumored to be a brothel down in Tanaris, run by the Goblins, that specialized in providing ladies of both races to anyone with the coin. She found herself wondering what it would feel like to one of these big Orc cocks inside her, and the thought made her even wetter as she alternated sucking the two hard cocks. Trolls were typically smaller and slimmer than these brutish, green-skinned monsters, but her pussy was now throbbing in anticipation. Her fears were slowly being replaced by curiosity and the heat from between her legs was spreading quickly to the rest of her body. Ormak moved behind her as she sucked on Brakgul's cock and lifted her from her kneeling position so that she was standing on her feet, bent at the waist. She felt the smooth head of his member nuzzle between her now-wet cunt lips, and the size of it shocked her. She had just a moment to wonder if it would hurt, then he thrust the first few inches inside of her with a grunt. She had never felt anything like it. At once there was pain, her pussy was stretched by the girth of his prick, and at the same time, she felt immense pleasure, as the same stretching also stimulated areas that had never been explored before. She moaned around the cock in her mouth and closed her eyes. Ormak thrust a second time, shoving more of himself into her, and forcing her mouth even farther down Brakgul's shaft. The stretching sensation reached to her clit, and her knees weakened. Her eyes watered as the brutes continued to shove their cocks into her from both ends. As Ormak forced the rest of himself into her, she gagged on Brakgul's member as it slid into her throat. Brakgul laughed at her discomfort. "Too much cock for you? Too fucking bad, you little thief!" and he held her head, forcing his entire prick down her throat. She managed not to gag this time. Just for a moment, she had both of their throbbing dicks completely inside of her, and she could not move or breathe. Then the monster behind her began pumping his massive cock in and out of her cunt, which allowed her to catch her breath around the cock in her mouth. Then without warning, a wave of pleasure washed over her, causing her to cry out and fall to her knees. Brakgul picked her shaking body up from the arid ground, and carried her to a flat rock nearby. He roughly laid her on the rock on her back, and stood over her. Ormak knelt between her legs and rubbed her swollen clit. She felt something cool against her pussy lips, and glanced down to see that Ormak was rubbing the metal hilt of her sheathed dagger against her clit. She shuddered as he slid the cool steel handle inside of her pussy. She gasped as he pressed the tapered hilt of her second dagger against her ass and forced it inside her as well. Ormak began working both of her holes with her dagger-dildos, and the sensations burned into her brain. Ormak removed the daggers, took up position between her legs and thrust himself inside her again. As he began pounding her from this angle, Brakgul lowered himself toward her mouth and said, "Suck my balls, you slutty little Troll." She began lapping greedily at his balls. She abandoned all pretense of being afraid of these two. Whatever happened afterward, all she wanted right now was more and more of those two huge cocks in her. She moaned and gasped as Ormak fucked her pussy. Brakgul began roughly pinching and kneading her large breasts, sending chills down her spine as she licked his balls. She lost count of how many times she came. At some point, Brakgul shifted positions so she could once again take his shaft in her mouth. Finally, Ormak let out a loud groan, and she felt him spasm inside of her. His hot cum filled her small pussy and leaked out around his cock as he shook with orgasm. She moaned with pleasure at the sensation and sucked greedily on Brakgul's stiffness. Now it was Brakgul's turn between her legs. He turned her over so that her ass was sticking up in the air and Ormak's sticky cum was dripping down the inside of her thigh. She tried to rest her head on the cool of the stone, but Ormak lifted her chin and rubbed his softening prick on her lips. She opened her mouth and licked and sucked their combined juices from his cock as Brakgul prepared to enter her from behind. Apparently, Brakgul's cock was just a little thicker than Ormak, because once again, she felt her cunt stretch as he slid inside her sore and soaking lips. There was a wet squishing sound as he pushed all the way in, and she groaned again. He began slowly working in and out of her, using long, full strokes. After a few moments, he withdrew from her completely and she felt empty for a moment, before she realized that he was rubbing the wet tip of his prick on the entrance to her ass. She started to protest, but Ormak laughed and held her head down on his cock, and Brakgul's massive arms held her hips in an unbreakable grip. There was nothing she could do except close her eyes and try to relax as Brakgul forced his slippery cock into her tight ass. She whimpered and moaned, but Ormak would not release his grip. When Brakgul was about half way inside her asshole, her body betrayed her. Without warning, another wave of ecstasy came over her, and her frame shook with the force of it. Brakgul slid the rest of the way into her ass, and she again lost track of the time. She heard herself moaning, and begging and grunting like an animal, but she felt so good that she didn't even realize where the sounds we coming from. Finally, Brakgul pulled his massive cock from her ass, and they forced her to kneel again as she had in the beginning. Brakgul stood in front of her, and, holding her hair, once again slipped his cock into her hungry, tired mouth. He used her mouth and throat roughly until she felt his body stiffen and his balls contract. Jet after jet of salty cum sprayed into her mouth, over her tongue and down her throat. She sucked every last drop from him, and was somehow disappointed when he finally released her from his iron grip. The two Orcs sat down on nearby rocks as she gathered her wits about her. Her body was sore, but her nerves were still singing with the stimulation she had received. She eventually crawled over to her clothes and began searching for her halter and loincloth. She heard Ormak's gravelly voice behind her. "Where do you think you are going, little thief?" he said. She panted, "I gave you what you wanted, now you have to let me go. On the honor of the Horde." Brakgul laughed, "Oh we'll let you go, alright, but who said we were finished with you?" She turned to look and both of the monsters had returned to full erections. A few moments later, she was straddling Ormak's restored member, riding him like an Emerald Raptor. Brakgul stood before her, and she again sucked hungrily at his fleshy member. Ormak's calloused hands roughly pinched and squeezed her sore breasts, and her body was wracked by wave after wave of pleasure from the huge cock in her cunt and from its twin in her throat. She could feel Ormak getting close to cumming in her again, but Brakgul interrupted by saying it was 'his turn.' She rolled onto her back again, with her head and legs hanging off the low rock. With her head back, she took Ormak in her mouth again. Brakgul grabbed her ankles and lifted her legs in the air as he slid his hard meat into her swollen pussy. Brakgul fucked her tired pussy with abandon, and in this position he was able to penetrate her deeper and touch her inner most nerves. Her body shook uncontrollably now, as she struggled to suck on Ormak's warm, stiff cock at the same time. They were in a rhythm now, each thrust from Brakgul forced Ormak's cock into her throat, and she gasped for breath when they withdrew. Ormak groaned and she felt his balls contract and his hot cum spilled into her mouth. The taste and sensation pushed her own climax over the edge. She felt Brakgul thrust into her and explode, his hot cum filling her cunt and spilling out onto the rock below her. She was panting heavily as she suck the last of Ormak's cum from his cock. Before she could catch her breath, she found herself sucking the sticky mixture of her own pussy and their cum from Brakgul's cock as well. Finally, the Orcs seemed satisfied. They allowed her to dress in her loincloth and halter, and they gave her back her leggings, her boots, and her small purse of coins. They each took one of her daggers to keep as souvenirs. As the hot sun rose over distant Skull Rock, the two huge, green-skinned Orcs sat on the rocks with their massive axes and watched her stumble off toward the bridge and the Barrens beyond. Her pussy ached, her legs were stiff and sore, and her throat was raw, but she could still taste their salty cum on her lips and tongue, and she smiled as she thought to herself that she had gotten the best of them, even though she didn't escape with their gold. Caught Stealing She felt a large hand on her arm, pulling her away from the cosmetics counter. A baritone voice from behind said, "Come with me, miss." The security guard's massive, well-defined biceps bulged as he pulled her away from the group of ladies gathered around the counter. Her body jerked like a rag doll, forcing her to drop the bottle of perfume she was holding. The sound of glass perfume bottle shattering pierced the air as she was whisked away. The women gathered at the counter looked on, wide-eyed in disbelief at the site of the frightened woman being led away. "Call Tom and tell him the price of that," the security guard commanded over his shoulder to the sales girl working the cosmetics counter. "Gladly," the girl at the counter called out to him with a catty grin. Then to the customers gathered around the counter: "It's ok, he's just taking out the trash." The other women responded with gasps and murmurs as they watched the young woman being forcibly led away. The image of the two together couldn't have been more of a contrast. His tall, muscular physique overpowered her short, petite frame. Her alabaster skin appeared even paler in his dark black hands. His demeanor was that of confidence compared to hers of shear panic. A feeling of nausea suddenly swept over her as the security guard escorted her toward the back of the store. "What's going on? Where are you taking me?" she pleaded. She felt overcome by a cold sweat as her eyes darted around the store, desperately searching for an escape. "We just want to have a quick talk with you," he replied, tightening his grip on her upper arm. "W...w...what about?" she asked nervously, slowing her pace. The security guard compensated by lifting her arm, dragging her slow feet toward the back of the store. "We'd like to talk to you about what's in your purse," he said pushing open the double doors to the back area of the store. Her eyes were slow to adjust to the darkness of the back room, which intensified her feeling of helplessness as she stumbled over boxes of inventory stacked near the door. "Please! Let me go! Please, you're hurting me!" she pleaded as his pace hastened. She struggled to pull free of his grip, but his massive hand completely enveloped her arm. Her pleas attracted attention from store employees in the back room as the couple approached a door labeled "SECURITY". A group of them gathered to gawk as the security guard pushed her into security office, their faces expressing contempt. She heard them whispering as the two entered: "...shoplifter..." As she entered the room her eyes were shocked by the bright light of the security office, forcing her to squint. The room hummed with virtual activity from plasma monitors mounted along the walls, feeding images of activity from around the store. As her eyes adjusted to the lights she surveyed the room around her. At the far end of the room a middle-aged white man sat at a desk manipulating switches and dials. He had the look of a retired cop; clean cut with cold grey eyes to match his full, gray hair. On either side of him stood younger, athletic men, in their mid-twenties leaning forward on the desk. The guard on the left had a shaved head and goatee, the guard on the right had thick, black medium length hair and a very clean cut look. Both looked like eager frat boys, watching the large center screen with anticipation. "Zoom in, zoom in, dude," the security guard on the left said. "Chill out! Tom knows what he's doing," said the guard on the right. Focusing her gaze on the main monitor in front of the men, she could see the image of a young, half naked blonde woman getting undressed in what appeared to be a changing room somewhere in the store. Already topless, she was unbuttoning her tight jeans and started to wriggle her hips to pull them down. "Bam, there you go! No panties! You owe me five bucks, dude!" shouted the guard to the right. As the bald guard pulled out his wallet, the sounds of the black security guard and his captive caught their attention. All three guards shifted their focus from the young woman on the monitor as the black guard led her to a table in the center of the room. With a quick motion, he handcuffed her left hand to a bar mounted on the edge of the table. "Did ya get it, Hank?" asked the older guard. "Not yet," the black guard replied as he pulled her purse from her right shoulder. With her free hand she tried to hold on to it, but with a firm yank it was gone. "You have no right to..." she protested as Hank dumped the contents of her purse on the table in front of her. Finishing her complaint seemed pointless as he separated packaged cosmetics, perfume and a watch from the jumbled mess. The guard at the control desk stood and walked toward the woman. "I'd ask ya if you have a receipt for that, but you'd probably give me some BS story. 'Sides, we have you on video." He looked at her face without making eye contact, as if looking through her. As he left the control desk, the bald guard on the left quickly took his seat and resumed manipulating the controls of the camera to follow the nubile blonde in the changing room. "P...p...please. I won't come back. Just let me go?" she begged softly, looking from one guard to another. "Sit down," the black security guard said, pushing her shoulders down until she fell helplessly into the chair behind her. "Relax, sweetheart," the older man said, picking up her wallet as he sat on the table in front of her. "Less than fifteen hundred is a misdemeanor. You'll probably only get probation if this is your first time gettin' busted." Opening her wallet, he withdrew her driver's license. "Kimberly James," he read. "You from out of state?" he asked, for the first time actually looking into her eyes. "No, I go to school here. That's my parent's address. Please! I can't get arrested," she cried. "I'll lose my scholarship. My parents will kill me." She looked at him pleadingly, tears welling up in her eyes. "You know what 'sorry' means?" the black guard asked. "It means 'too fuckin' late. Now shut the fuck up!" he shouted with an aggravated voice. Wide-eyed, her stare went from the black guard to the older white guard. "Please! I'll do anything. Just please don't call the cops!" she sobbed. "Look at that ass..." the bald guard at the console said. Looking up at the monitor, she could see the blonde in the changing room bend over to put on a pair of shorts. Her firm ass spread as she bent forward and the camera zoomed in to her pussy. Noticing her furtive look at the monitor, the older guard gave her a sly grin. "It's up to you, sweetheart. How bad you want to avoid the cops?" Meeting his eyes, she instantly realized what he was implying. Growing up in a conservative, Mormon household she'd been the stereotypical rebellious youth, exploring and even exploiting her sexuality since before college. At college she'd honed her ability, learning to manipulate men using their desires against them. With her free hand, she nervously began unbuttoning her blouse from the top town, revealing her pert, alabaster cleavage. The shirt fell open, revealing a black lace bra, her breasts heaving with her sobs. Just give them a show, she thought as she hiked her skirt up to reveal matching panties. Just let them look. Maybe even let them touch a little bit, then it will all be over. "That's a good girl," the older guard said as he slid off the edge of the table and stood in front of her. "Now, take 'em off." She felt dizzy and flushed as she groped for the waistband of her panties. I can't believe this is happening, she thought. Tunnel vision set in as her sight reduced to a small spot of clarity in front of her. She felt numb as she pulled her panties down. Her skin felt surreal, like she was touching someone else. "Lock the door Hank," the older guard ordered as he kicked the legs of the chair out from under her. Tumbling to the floor the full realization of what was about to happen hit her as Tom began to unzip his pants. Scrambling to her knees, she sobbed louder. "No, no, no... please! No!" she whimpered. "Chad, start getting that security video copied and call the cops," Tom called out to the dark haired guard at the control console. "You got it, Tom," Chad replied. "No! I can't get arrested! Please!" she cried out loudly. "Hold it, Chad," Tom called out. "It's your choice, sweetheart," he explained to her, pulling his cock out of his pants. "This is your 'get out of jail free' card," he said as he pressed the head of his dick against her lips. She closed her eyes and held her jaw firmly shut, thoroughly humiliated as he began to rub his thick cock against her face. She felt the wetness of pre-cum on her lips as he pressed against her. She felt a pit in her stomach as she assessed the situation: Handcuffed to the table, she couldn't run. The store had proof she had been shoplifting, something that her parents would never forgive her for. Getting arrested would likely end her scholarship at school as well as her future as she knew it. This was her only way out, she thought as she reluctantly relaxed her mouth and let the head of his cock slide in. She closed her eyes tighter when she felt him grab the back of her head and push in deeper. "Good girl," he said as he caressed the back of her head. A feeling of disgust swept over her as his cock started to slide in and out of her mouth, going deeper with each stroke. Tom's grip on the back of her head tightened as his dick swelled, forcing her to gag and choke. She heard the chair move at the control desk followed footsteps as the two younger men approached. "Dude, I fuckin' LOVE this job," she heard one say. "Wait your turn boys," the older guard said in a fatherly tone as he began thrusting his now fully erect cock deeper into her mouth. For the first time she opened her eyes, looking up at him. As degrading as the situation was, she couldn't help but be a little turned on by his body. For an older man he had a firm stomach and a thick, seven-inch cock. "Yeah, suck it. Good girl." "Mmmph" she replied, transitioning from passively allowing him to slide his cock in her mouth to actually sucking it, rubbing her tongue on the under side of his dick, just under the head, savoring the head with each thrust. Might as well try to get him off quickly, she thought. With her right hand, she grabbed the base of his penis and stroked it. "Oh, yeah!" he moaned loudly. "You are a naughty girl." Her new participation triggered a response in him. Tom's thrusts became deeper. And the deeper he thrust, the more her gag reflex triggered. Streams of slobber ran off her chin as she struggled to breath and choked on his cock. Her senses were overwhelmed with the experience; the feeling of his cock swelling in her mouth, the feeling of his pubic hair on her nose and chin, the smell of his cologne. "Mmmmph!" she coughed, forcing him to momentarily pull his dick out, slobber dribbling out of her mouth and dripping from her chin. Her eyes were closed, but she could feel strong hands unhooking her bra, then sliding her shirt and bra off to the arm that was still handcuffed to the table. Another hand roughly handled her pussy from behind. She could feel a hard, muscular forearm on her ass as large fingers zeroed in on the opening of her vagina. "Dude, this bitch is wet!" one voice declared as a finger aggressively slid inside her. "She likes it," she heard another voice answer as Tom eagerly pushed his dick back into her mouth. She choked harder, forcing Tom to withdraw his cock from her mouth again. Looking up at him, she wiped her mouth with her forearm while Tom rubbed his cock against her forehead and cheeks. "Open up, sweetheart. Daddy's got something for you," he said with in a mocking tone. Her jaw aching, she opened her mouth again slowly, extending her tong to allow Tom to reenter her. He started pumping his dick in and out of her mouth in short, quick strokes as the head of his cock began to swell and pulse. She felt a second finger roughly enter her pussy from behind. "Ahhhh...," Tom moaned loudly as she felt him start to cum. Hot streams of cum hit the back of her throat, causing her to gag and choke on his dick once more. She struggled for air as he held his cock in her mouth. Oh, God, she thought as his dick continued to pulse streams of sperm into her mouth. Holding the back of her head, he kept his cock in her mouth until he was drained, giving her more than a mouthful. She let his cum run out of her mouth, slowly rubbing her tongue on the under side of his dick. "NOW it's your turn, boys," the older guard said authoritatively, withdrawing his flaccid cock from her mouth. Wiping cum and slobber her mouth with her free hand, she turned to one of the young men. She began to open her mouth for him, but strong hands from behind lifted her to her feet. "Take her to the other side of the table," Hank ordered. With her hand cuffed to the bar on the near side of the table, her arm extended as she was moved to the far side. Once there, her body was stretched across the table, bent over with her ass fully exposed and vulnerable. She stood on her toes to relieve the pressure from the handcuff now cutting into her wrist and grunted at the feeling of the cold table on her breasts and stomach. The bald guard approached her from behind and began rubbing his cock against her wet pussy, making her jump with alarm. "Please, don't! Not without a condom! No..." she yelped. Panic stricken, she tried to move back to the other side of the table, but the guard countered her efforts by pushing her down on the table hard, pinning her underneath him. From the opposite side of the table Tom grabbed both her wrists and pulled, stretching her body taught across the table. The guard behind her worked his cock head into her in a dozen short thrusts before he was lubricated enough to slide easily in and out. As he entered her fully she began to sense something new growing inside her. A tingling sensation deep in her pussy began to build as she felt his balls slap against the back of her thighs. "Look up and smile, baby," she heard the black guard say in a playful tone. She looked up to see him with a video camera in one hand, her ID in the other. Holding her ID close to her face to get both in the same frame he asked, "Tell us your name?" "Fuck you," she grunted, wincing as the guard behind thrust into her hard. The tingling sensation continued to grow within her with each thrust of his cock. Suddenly she opened her eyes wide as she realized what that the strange feeling was. She had only experienced it before when alone and by her own hands, but the sensation was unmistakable. "Back off, dude," she heard the young, dark haired guard say from behind her. "I don't want sloppy seconds." Another strange new sensation hit as the first guard was pushed off her, abruptly pulling his dick out of her. She felt anxiety, a hollow feeling of wanting, of desire, of hunger. But that feeling was short lived as the second younger guard positioned himself behind her. With hands on both her hips he slid his cock into her in one long thrust. The second guard had a bigger cock than the first, evoking a grunt from her as he entered her fully, bottoming out as his head hit her cervix. But as her pussy stretched to accommodate his size, her grunts turned to moans of pleasure. "You like that?" he panted. "N...n...no," she replied in cadence to his hard thrusts, too ashamed to tell him the truth. Tightening his grip on her hips, he slammed into her more forcefully, driving even deeper inside her. "You like that, don't you bitch?" "Mmm..." She moaned positively. "Tell me you like it!" he demanded in rhythm to the sound of his pelvis slapping against her ass. With each thrust her tight butt jiggled teasingly in anticipation of the next forceful thrust. "Yes," she moaned sheepishly. The revelation made her flush as even she was surprised by the admission. "What?" he asked, driving his cock fully into her, feeling the firmness of her cervix on the tip of his penis. "Yesss..." she gasped breathlessly, thoroughly enjoying the feeling of his cock inside her. "Tell me you like it!" he ordered, slamming into her so hard her feet were now off the floor, her weight fully supported by the table as his thrusting pinned her to it. "Yes, I like it," she cried out. "Please... don't... please don't stop!" she shouted breathlessly in rhythm with his thrusts. The sound of his hips slapping her ass echoed in the room. She felt his body tense as he cried out, "Fuck... YEAHHHH!" With one final thrust he buried himself deep inside her. She could feel the head of his cock swelling, and then pulsing jets of cum hitting her cervix, causing her to moan with satisfaction. "Next!" he said as he withdrew his cock from her. She gasped at the uncomfortable feeling of emptiness and felt the warmth of his cum run out of her and down her legs. As he stepped away, she felt the bald guard step up behind her once again. Using the cum running out of her as lubricant, he easily slid his still hard cock into her in one motion. "Hold the camera," she heard the black guard say. "I'm next." Hearing the metal of his belt unfasten and his zipper come down, she strained to lift enough of her upper body weight to look at him. Hank pulled his pants down enough to release his massive cock from his underwear. Her eyes bulged; Hank stood in front of her stroking the biggest dick she had ever seen. Half erect he was already about eight inches long and thick enough to fill his huge hand. She nervously watched Hank stroke his cock, feeling both desire and fear of his size. Her focus on Hank was interrupted as the young guard fucking her from behind moaned loudly, slowing the pace of his thrusts. He let out one final, loud moan and she felt him start to cum inside her. Hank's cock was so mesmerizing she'd almost forgotten that the bald guard was fucking her. But the thought of having a second man's cum inside her turned her on and the buzzing in her pussy increased dramatically, making her moan loudly. "My turn," Hank said as he moved around the table behind her, pushing the younger man off her. "Shit!" the bald guard yelled, his cock still pulsing and shooting cum as he was forced out of her. Streams of cum landed on her ass cheek and the table next to her as he was shoved aside. As Hank lined up behind her she pushed her ass up in anticipation, yearning to have him inside her. Hank slapped her ass with his enormous cock, then rubbed it from her asshole to pussy, back and forth, getting it wet. "Please, don't... it's too big..." she begged unconvincingly. She wanted him inside her more than anything. She felt his monstrous head start to part her lips. "Oh God," she whimpered with desire as she felt him start to push into her. Her pussy burned as his head entered her. Lubricated with the cum of the two previous men, he continued to slide into her in one long, smooth motion. She screamed out as the burning sensation turned to a sharp pain, as if he were splitting her in half. Briefly distracting her, she felt cool silk against her mouth. Looking up she saw Tom, video camera in one hand, her panties in the other as he pushed them into her mouth. "Mmph... mmmmph," her painful cries were muffled by the panties in her mouth. She became dizzy and the pain seemed almost unbearable as she thought she couldn't possibly take any more of him, but he still kept pushing into her. She squirmed under him and kicked her feet, biting the panties in her mouth. She heard her heart beat loudly in her head and thought she'd pass out just a she felt Hank's stomach touch her ass as entered her fully. Caught Stealing "MMM!" she cried out through her panties. Hank let out a deep moan as he paused to let her become accustomed to his size. She'd never felt this full, but in the next few minutes as her pussy relaxed to adjust; she began to enjoy the sensation. Hank grabbed her hips with his massive hands and began to slowly thrust in and out of her, gently at first, then harder and faster. Pain turned to desire as she started to grunt and moan with each deep thrust of his enormous cock. The buzzing feeling in her pussy intensified and her head swam with the thumping of her heart. As she realized what was about to happen, she began to cry out. She had only had a few in her life, but the feeling was so familiar, but so much more intense. She was about to cum. Despite the panties in her mouth she started to scream loudly, lifting her feet off the floor. As impossibly big as his dick was, she wanted him deeper in her. The orgasmic contractions in her pussy proved too much for Hank to withstand as he also began to cum. She felt his cock swell even larger, and then his head pulsed against her cervix as he began to shoot his cum forcefully inside her. He held her tightly, enjoying the feeling of her being wrapped around his thick cock. As Hank's orgasm began to subside he relaxed and collapsed on her back. Grabbing the back of her sweat soaked hair, he lifted her head and pulled the panties out of her mouth to kiss her gently. As he did, she accepted his tongue in her mouth and kissed him back. In this moment of tenderness she realized that she wanted him, desired him. She pushed her ass into him, enjoying the sensation of having him inside her. After a few moments of kissing his cock began to go limp and slipped from her now swollen pussy. She could hear her wetness as his cock fell out of her, followed by streams of warm cum which ran down both her legs. Hank helped her back to the side of the table she was handcuffed to and sat her down. As she sat in the cold plastic chair she became acutely aware of her hot, swollen and throbbing pussy. Having satisfied all four men, she lifted her handcuffed arm to be unlocked. "Good girl," Tom said as he unlocked her handcuff. "Did you learn anything?" Looking at Hank, she nodded, thinking that what she learned today was probably not what he intended. "Get dressed," Tom ordered as he slipped the stolen merchandise back into her purse. Quietly, she pulled her skirt down and put her bra and shirt back on. Looking for her panties, she found them in Hank's hand. "I'm going to keep these," he said, walking her to the security room door. She walked back through the store on rubbery legs and a post orgasmic buzz between her legs. All of her senses seemed heightened; the air smelled fresher, lights seemed brighter, and the feeling of three men's cum running down her leg felt cool yet erotic. As she passed the cosmetics counter on the way out the sales associate glared at her cooly. Yes, she thought. I learned my lesson. I will definitely be back. Caught Stealing Kyle got out of the shower and found Hillary already dressed. She was a tall, thin blonde, with large, swollen tits that looked like 2 balloons about to pop. She was just Kyle's type. She was last night's hook up. They had met randomly at a bar, and come back to Kyle's apartment. "Leaving already?" Kyle asked. "Yeah," Hillary said. "I'm in a hurry. I have to get to work." Kyle frowned. "I thought you said you were a stripper." "Oh," Hillary said. "Yeah." "You work in the morning?" "Sometimes. Look I just have to go okay? God, just leave me alone." Kyle shrugged. "Fine." Suddenly, he noticed his nightstand. He had left a gold ring there the night before, but now it was missing. He was certain it had been there before he got in the shower. Is that why this girl was in such a hurry to run out? "Hey- Before you go, why don't you just put my ring back." "I didn't take your ring." Hillary said. "What the fuck are you talking about?" "You don't mind if I check your pockets, then?" "Suit yourself." Hillary said. Kyle reached his hand into the pocket of her tight jeans. Nothing. "I know the ring was there. I'm going to have to do a more thorough search." Kyle said. "Whatever." Hillary said. "You wont find anything." "Take your clothes off." Kyle commanded. When Hillary was in her underwear, Kyle pulled the front of her panties down but found nothing but her smooth, shaved pussy. He unhooked her bra and shook it out. Nothing hidden in there either. We stood behind her and pulled down the back of her underwear, revealing her round, creamy ass. "See? Nothing." Hillary said. "Not so fast," Kyle said. He slid her underwear down her legs. "Desperate girls will do anything. You could have hidden that ring somewhere else. And I know you did, because I know you took it." He led her to the bed. "Get on the bed on your hands and knees, bend over, and spread your ass open as wide as you can." "No way!" Hillary said. "You didn't mind spreading your ass for me last knight. Why the sudden resistance?' He asked. "That's where you're hiding it, isn't it?" Hillary reluctantly kneeled on the bend, and stuck her tight round ass in the air. She spread her legs and squatted so her ass cheeks parted, revealing her tight pink hole. "See?" She asked. "Nothing!" Kyle sat on the bed behind her. "I knew you wouldn't hide it between your ass cheeks. You're a slut, and you like things up your hole. I'm almost certain you pushed that ring right up your ass hole, and are holding it in your rectum at this very moment. Lets find out." "No! Please!" Hillary begged. Kyle pressed his index finger against her quivering asshole, and forced it inside. Hillary groaned, in a mix of discomfort and pleasure. Her tight hole squeezed and pulsed against his finger. He began thrusting into her, causing her to moan more. He moved his finger around inside her rectal cavern. Suddenly, he felt something hard and metallic. It was certainly the ring. "There it is. I knew you had it." "I'm so sorry!" Hillary sobbed. "Please don't call the police!" "I won't call the police." Kyle said. "I'm just going to get it out of you." He reached deep inside her, but the ring was just beyond his fingertip. "I'm going to need you to do something for me. Remember last night how I fucked you up your ass hole?" "Yeah," Hillary whimpered. "And remember how I forced my cock all the way inside you, until your entire rectum was stuffed full of my cock?" "Yeah..." "And then with my cock deep inside you, blew a huge load, and filled your bowels with cum? And when I pulled out, I made you squat in front of me like a whore and empty out all that cum onto the ground?" "Yeah..." Kyle continued to thrust his finger into her ass hole. "Remember how hard you had to push to shit every drop of cum out of your ... tight... pink... asshole? ...Well I need you to push like that again to make the ring come out." "Okay..." Hillary drew in a deep breath, and bore down. She pushed so hard, that she forced Kyle's finger out of her hole. Kyle watched her puckered opening, but the ring didn't come out. Hillary crawled off the bed and tried squatting over the floor. She spread her asshole open with her hands, and pushed as hard as she could. But she couldn't get the ring out. "I'm so sorry! It's in there so deep." Kyle grabbed her by the arm. "Come on. Into the bathroom." He led her to the tub and mad her kneel inside. "What are you doing?" She asked. Kyle unhooked the hose from the shower. "I'm getting that ring back one way or another. I'm going to give you an enema that'll be so painful, you'll shoot the ring out of your ass whether you want to or not... along with about three gallons of water." "No please! Not so big. I've never even had an enema before." Hillary begged. "It has to be big, so there's enough pressure inside you to give you a very forceful expulsion. That's the only way to expel a foreign object from your bowels. And you'll sit there and let your colon fill with water, or I'll call the police on your for stealing." "On no! Please don't! I'll do whatever you want... Oh God... Will it hurt my stomach?" Hillary whimpered. "Not permanently, but it will make your stomach cramp and try to expel the water." Kyle started the hose at a steady stream. "Oh no!" Hillary cried when she saw the heavy flow of the water. "That's going to fill me up to fast!" "It will fill you very quickly, but you can take it." Kyle pressed the hose against her anus, then forced it inside. "AHHHHHH!! OH GOD!!" Hillary screamed. "Oh! It hurts so much!" Kyle fed more of the tube into her. "Oh! Stop! Please! Take it out! I can feel it inside me! It feels awful!" "Hold still and let it pump your belly full of water, like the anal slut you are." Hillary moaned and tried to push the hose out of her ass, but Kyle held it in place, and then fed it deeper. "Relax and let your stomach inflate. Let it stretch you and it will be less painful." Hillary breathed deeply and let her swelling belly hang down beneath her. She could hear the flow of water, and feel it blowing her up like a balloon. Her once flat stomach was already becoming round and full. "Oh God... It feels like I need to go to the bathroom." "You will. Very soon everything inside you will shoot out your tight little asshole." "Please take it out." Hillary begged, trembling and sweating. "Not until I make your ass explode." Hillary's stomach was stretched taught, as thought she had a soccer ball inside her. Kyle slowly slid the hose out of her asshole but paused when an inch or two was left inside her, just to keep her plugged up. He guided Hillary's hands up and made her spread her own asshole open. "Now, the moment I pull the rest of the tube out, gallons of water are going to explode out of your bowels. Are you ready for that?" Kyle asked. "Please! Anything! Let me expel! It hurts so bad keeping it inside." With that Kyle popped the hose out of her butt, and, as predicted, Hillary gushed a gigantic stream of clear water. "Ohhhhhhhhh!!" She moaned as she emptied her bowels. The clear gush shot out of her like a garden hose on high. She knelt there, pushing a flow of water out of her anus and moaning for three straight minutes, until finally, her tight sphincter launched out something small and metal. It clinked against the bathtub, and Kyle picked it up. "My ring." Kyle said. "Don't ever steal from me again, unless you want another excruciating enema."