by Powerone
Anna couldn’t believe that Eva was doing this. Her body was pushed forward and backward, depending on which cock thrust in. Her mouth and pussy swallowed up their cocks, and you could hear her frantic slurping on the cock in her mouth. She’d cleaned Samuel’s cock of his cum and Anna’s. Eva had talents that Anna never expected.
The cock in Eva’s pussy began to feel better and better. George reached under her and played with her hanging breasts, but it was when his fingers teased at the tips that drove her arousal to increase. The faster he fucked, the bigger he got. His hands deserted her breasts, but a hand went to her slit. He searched out her pleasure button, and she shuddered and tightened on his cock when his fingers began to pinch it. It wasn’t a caressing touch as she expected. He pinched it. It drove her backward onto his cock until it smashed into her cervix with a resounding thud. It should’ve been painful, but it wasn’t. She was filled and stretched with a hard cock, and it was too pleasurable. It was the cock in her mouth that surprised her. She still didn’t like the taste of a man’s cum, but she found a perverse delight in sucking his cock while being fucked, especially in front of so many people. What do they think of me?
George kept playing with her clit as it swelled up. He squeezed it tightly and twisted it, but it drove her back to meet his thrusts with the same power as his. Her pussy felt magical as she squeezed his cock with such powerful clenching. He knew he’d cum quickly and hoped that she’d join him.
She felt the pleasure building in her body once again, and this time, she knew what would happen. His cock swelled inside her, and she was sure that he would cum also. That drove her lust over the edge as she tried to cry out, but it was muffled by the cock that split her lips and filled her mouth. He slammed into her throat, and when she gagged, that was the final act that sparked the explosive orgasm that raced through her body. She felt the unbelievable pleasure that raced through her body when he spurted so powerfully inside her. She couldn’t believe that his cum shot out so hard and copious, but each time he shot, her orgasm went to the next plateau to race through her body.
She sucked his cock so expertly for a virgin, and he struggled not to cum. Not yet. He’d let George and Eva get their pleasure. He could smell George’s cum as he flooded her, and he saw the pleasure in her eyes as she came with him. He continued to fuck her mouth. He jammed his cock so hard into the back of her mouth that he plugged her throat. That got the gag he desired as the cum began to swirl up in his balls.
Eva was exhausted as she came down from her orgasm. George’s cock shrank in her pussy as he slowly dragged it out. She felt his cum drip out. She was no longer a virgin. But, she still had a cock in her mouth.
Samuel tilted her head up to look into his eyes. “Get on your knees, Eva.”
She thought she was done, but obviously, Samuel had other ideas. She got to her knees without his cock spilling out of her mouth. She put her hands at her sides as his hands went to the sides of her head. She felt George behind her, and she found her wrists bound behind her back with the tie. Now, she feared what Samuel would do. She had a very hard cock in her mouth. It had regained all its luster and it leaked out more of his juices with each thrust. She no longer grimaced at the taste, but it was still bitter and distasteful. He began to move her head as he drove with his hips. She kept her lips tightly around the shaft of his cock. She could feel every bump, nodule and ripple on his cock as they passed over her soft lips. He pushed deep into her mouth, and each time, he made her gag. Her stomach turned, but he already pulled out and pushed back again to draw another gag from her.
Eva looked to the side and saw Anna go to her knees before George. Her mouth opened, and George put his cum-soaked cock onto her outstretched tongue. She gathered it up, and her lips clasped around the shaft. Eva could see the way that her cheeks moved that her tongue licked his cock to make it clean. Her head began to move back and forth as her tight lips ran over the shaft and scooped up all the cum. Her attention was drawn back to Samuel. Her mouth was filling with his leaking cum, and she felt the girth of his cock stretch her lips. He was ready to cum, and she feared it would be in her mouth.
Samuel loved to see the two young women on their knees with cocks in their mouths. They might never have done it before, but what woman wasn’t a natural cocksucker. It was an innate skill they had since birth. He was ready to cum. He pulled his cock out of her mouth and began to stroke it. “Open your mouth and stick your tongue out. I have a deposit for you.”
Eva saw all the people look at her, and she knew what would happen, yet her mouth opened and her pink tongue pushed out of her mouth. He stroked his cock, and for the first time, she saw him cum. It surprised her when the tiny hole in the tip opened up so wide, and then, she saw white cum shoot out in a thick blob with such power. It missed her tongue and went directly into her mouth and landed with a thud. It coated the back of her tongue, but she could do nothing. Her tongue hung out as he shot a second time. This time, it landed on her tongue and hit her upper lip. It began to drip down slowly. It felt so hot on her skin. He pumped his cock, and he shot two more times. His cum filled her mouth, but she did nothing until he finished. Only then did she close her mouth and try to contend with all the thick cum that blanketed her teeth and gums. The smell was as bad as the taste. She gagged as she tried to get the thick crème down her gullet. It took a long time, but Samuel never moved from in front of her. Finally, the last of it was gone, but her mouth was still blanketed in the foul taste.
“Lick my cock clean,” he ordered her. As soon as she took the head into her mouth, he managed to jet a small amount of cum as if she’d never finished him off. Her tongue worked magic on his cock until she finally spit it out.
Anna and Eva were finally led away. Both of them still had the taste of a man’s cum lingering in their mouth. Eva wasn’t allowed to wipe the cum from her face until they left the room. By that time, it was already drying on her skin.
CHAPTER 12
Bound Redhead
Lucille was a beautiful girl when she arrived at New Beginnings Orphanage and only got more beautiful as she blossomed into a woman. With fair skin, freckles and red hair, she stood out among all the women. She’d been brought up in a pampered life that was cut short when her parents were killed in a car accident. The police didn’t think it was an accident, but more of a planned killing to take his fortune from him. But, they didn’t investigate very seriously, an envelope of cash every week helped them look the other way while his fortune was looted.
The police that was on his payroll alerted Theodore immediately. He took steps to get her sent to New Beginnings Orphanage with haste, and the paperwork was buried. Richard Syndor was pleased with the decision when he saw her pictures. He saw the fair-skinned beauty, and his cock reared up in excitement. Theodore knew that Richard was a pervert, but wealth did afford them anything they wanted. He hoped that Lucille would take the offer to continue when she turned eighteen, but there were never any guarantees. It would depend on how the economy was in two years.
Lucille was crushed the first six months she spent at the orphanage. She had a hard time coping with the sudden death of her parents and the restrictive life at the orphanage. Luckily, when she arrived at the orphanage, she was the fifth girl there, and the others had already acclimated to their new lives. She found good friends among them. All of them had similar upbringings and unexpected ends to their family life. The orphanage was a nice place where girls of breeding and character were nurtured.
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The two years passed quickly. Lucille was almost eighteen. She was glad that she’d be able to leave the orphanage. Her sexuality had been restricted for two years by their two idiotic rules. Lucille didn’t know if any of the other women broke the rule of touching themselves, but Lucille didn’t last longer than the first year.
There was little sight of men at the orphanage and no mention of sex even in their education. That should’ve stomped out any desires in the women’s heads. If they never
heard of any of it, then they wouldn’t miss it. Lucille didn’t have that problem. She’d managed to secure a banned novel from one of the female workers. It cost her a princely sum, she had to give the woman one of her rings, but they had no access to money, so it was the only way. After she read the book a dozen times, it no longer seemed to be an exaggerated price.
It was by an Italian author, a female. It was appropriately titled, Bound for his Lust. It told of a young woman that was seduced by her best friend’s father. It started out innocently enough when the woman found herself in the arms of a rich, powerful man that desired her. He explored her body and brought her to her first orgasm, yet he didn’t take her innocence. She soon reciprocated with her hand. Her lover became more demanding, and she soon learned that he got more pleasure when she was bound. She didn’t find it distasteful and that is how she lost her innocence, bound and spread for him, unable to stop anything he desired. She was innocent of men’s desires, and she didn’t realize that his acts upon her body were more perverted with each passing day. She found herself in strict bondage, stripped naked while he took her in her pussy, mouth and eventually in her backside. When she grew reluctant with his darker perversions, he took the whip to her until she succumbed to his depravities. Soon, he brought his friends to indulge in her pleasures, and she found herself being taken by more than one man at a time.
It would be late at night when Lucille would take out her book and, under the covers, began her ritual. She wouldn’t get further than twenty pages before her fingers would search out her pleasure. She didn’t break her hymen, but over the years, she did feel her fingers and sometimes the handle of her brush in her backside until she came. Her mouth was often taken by carrots and others large vegetables as if they were a man’s cock. Yes, she used the word cock as well as cunt. The book taught her well.
Pearl took care to warn Lucille what her alternative would be like with Richard. This was the first time that she did this, under instructions by Mr. Lewis.
Lucille didn’t understand the world outside when Pearl took her to see it. There was so much hardship and poverty. Even the places where she’d lived were now broken-down mansions with overgrown lawns. It was as if all the happiness of the world was gone. Then, there was the conversation that she had with Pearl. It was the first time that anyone acknowledged sex.
“There is an alternative for you, Lucille. All the women from the orphanage have the same choice. There is only one more girl after you, Jane. Once she makes her decision, all of the others that decided to take this option will move back into the front of the house. There no longer will be any restrictions on any of you, and except for your obligations to your benefactors, you’ll have your freedom. You’ll be handsomely rewarded for your continued cooperation.”
“What’s the obligation?”
“You will provide the six men and their wives their pleasure with you in any manner they desire. You’ve been kept pure so the men could enjoy being the first and enjoy your reluctance. After the first time, their pleasure will be increased if you continue to display reluctance at what they require of you. You’ll become part actress. Each woman has one special benefactor, but all of them may indulge in your treasures. You’ll perform in front of them if they desire.”
This was far more than she expected. They were older men and their wives. “What will they do to me?”
“I won’t go into details as the reluctance on your face is what the gentlemen enjoy, but your benefactor has what one might consider have more exotic tastes.”
“Is that a warning or an inducement?” Lucille smirked at her humor.
“You can take it as either.” Pearl wondered what this woman knew or desired.
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Lucille made her decision to take the alternative within two days, but it was two days of intense masturbation with her book. Would it be like the book coming true for me? It was an intense unknown.
Lucille was taken to Richard Syndor’s house, for he had the necessary apparatus for his pleasure. The other couples knew of his proclivity to the more bizarre, but they’d never witnessed if before. He was sure that he would open up their eyes to greater possibilities or they’d turn away in disgust. He cared little which decision they made. His money was just as good as theirs. Few people of the outside world would see their decision to do this with the six women as a rational or moral idea. He was just getting his money’s worth.
Lucille had come from money, but nothing like this, especially now that the way the economy hard turned sour. The owner was a powerful man that lived in this mansion. She was taken to a nice room, and on the bed was the clothes laid out for her. If she expected something exotic, she was disappointed. It was a very prim white blouse and a blue skirt that went below her knees and it wasn’t even tight. She was given one of those new brassieres, and it took a bit for her to manage it. Even the undergarment was made of plain white silk without any lace. Nothing was sexy or alluring.
The room that she was taken to was built for Richard in the only spot in the house that was appropriate, the basement. It was a large room, but it was far from being grand. The walls were stone and the room was dark, not a single drop of light came in from the outside. It was damp inside. The floor was cobblestones, meticulously placed with a downward-sloping floor to the drain in the center. There were many pieces of furniture, although they were covered with black cloths. Two large wooden cabinets had doors securely closed, not to reveal the contents too soon. But there was no hiding the chains that hung down from the ceiling or profusely attached to the walls, black and foreboding with well-worn leather straps at the ends of them.
Lucille should’ve been scared out of her wits, but she was calm. Then, she remembered what Pearl had said about reluctance, so she tried to put fear in her face. “Where am I?” Her high-pitch cry echoed off the stone walls. She turned to see the murmuring voices that she heard. On one side of the room was the only part that was lavish. There were twelve black overstuffed chairs with fine tables and cut-glass pitchers and glasses on them. Eleven very primly dressed men and women sat in the chairs. One of them was empty.
“You have the misfortune to be in my den of depravity.” Richard’s raspy voice rang out with such authority.
She looked over at him. He was naked to the waist. His hairy chest glistened with sweat, but he was firm and muscular. He wore little below his waist. It was a wisp of a pouch of leather that covered his cock and balls, tied around behind him. The pouch revealed the large bulge of his cock and his heavy balls that hung between his legs. In his hand, he held a small whip that had nine leather falls, all of them thick with knots on the ends. He slapped it against his hip with a resounding crack.
“Please, let me go. I’m innocent of the ways of men,” her voice pleaded.
“That is why you are here.” He moved next to her, and with a flick of his wrist, he slapped the whip across her luscious ass. The skirt might not be tight, but he could make out the fullness of her buttocks. “Into the center of the room, Hurry or you’ll suffer much more.” He punctuated his words with another slap of the whip on her buttocks.
She had no choice as she moved to the center of the room, but her false fear turned to a real terror when she saw the chains above her head. The excitement that she read in the book was different when she was confronted with the reality of being bound in front of strange people. She could still feel the tingle in her buttocks where the whip struck her. It stung, yet he didn’t hit her that hard. She didn’t expect painful consequences.
“Hands high up into the air!” He saw her flinch before he hit her and her hands rose up instantly, but that didn’t stop him from slapping her ass again with the whip. He’d train her to anticipate his every desire.
She surrendered, and her hands went up into the air. Her buttocks were struck again, in spite of her quick action. She didn’t know how to please him. Her body was stretched out tall and the man made quick work of binding her wrists. The chains noisily slid down f
rom the ceiling. The leather straps were secured too tight around her wrists. Her fingers began to tingle from lack of blood. The chains ground upward, rattling their evil sounds until her wrists were pulled taut, but it didn’t stop. It felt as though her shoulders were pulled from the sockets as all her weight was transferred to her wrists. He didn’t stop until she balanced precariously on her toes to keep from swinging back and forth. She was helpless now, and her fear increased exponentially. She looked at him, and the bulge between his legs was bigger. He got more excited at stringing her up and whipping her. He was a man that got his pleasure from her pain and suffering. Lucille thought bondage would be less painful to her body.
“Let’s see what you have underneath those drab clothes.” Richard went next to her and dropped the whip so he could use both hands to strip her naked.
She swung when he grabbed her blouse in one large hand. It held for precious seconds, and then, the buttons popped and sailed across the room as the blouse opened to her waist. Her white bosom was revealed for all to see. She saw him pick up a small knife. Her body cringed as he neared her with it, but it was her blouse that he ripped into tiny shreds before it fell onto the floor.
“Ah, one of those newfangled brassieres. I don’t think your youthful breasts need any support, but I’ll soon see.” He eyed the nice pair of full breasts as he sliced the brassiere up the center and the two cups pushed aside to reveal them. He sliced the straps off so the flimsy garment slid to the ground.
Everyone stared at her naked breasts. They stood out defiantly, but she was ashamed that her nipples were hard like rocks, yet she didn’t touch them as she did at night under the blankets. She could see some of the men rub their crotches as they stared at her.