Teaching the Au Pair to Submit

by Powerone

  ""Lift your ass off the seat for a minute, Jessica,"” Henri ordered her, watching as she obediently did as she was told, Henri pulling her robe out from under her before she sat back down.

  Jessica felt the cold, hard wood of the bench on her ass, not able to comprehend why, not understanding that her robe was pulled from underneath her, her naked ass now on the bench.

  The man behind the girl was now cupping her sex in his palm as he ground his hips into her ass. Another man had joined them, standing in front of her, his hands reaching out to grab at her breasts, molding the flesh in his palms, clenching on the globes in time with the pounding of the drums. Jessica looked down, surprised to see her crotch naked, black hands contrasting with her white thighs, sliding up and down her smooth flanks, each time stopping before they touched her pussy. She squirmed a little when they began to pinch her thighs, tiny bits of her flesh squeezed between powerful fingers.

  Henri looked at her naked pussy, her juices already glistening on her neatly trimmed bush. The herb he had given her would keep her sexually aroused even after multiple orgasms. “"Relax Jessica, I''m going to pull your pussy lips apart."” His fingers grabbed one puffy lip, the other man grabbed the other and they began to separate them, all eyes converged on her pink inner pussy as it was exposed.

  Why are they doing that to her? Jessica wondered, seeing the two men spreading the girl''s pussy open. She looked down. It was her! She was so exposed. She looked around, others were watching her, all could see her sitting there, her legs pulled apart, naked from the waist down, her pussy exposed. She felt a fat finger push between her pussy lips, her ass arching up from the bench, trying to drive it in further. It felt so good, she didn''t even care whose it was, she just needed someone to touch her pussy. She was so hot.

  Henri stuck a finger inside her pussy, feeling her hot, tight hole grip his finger tightly. She might have been fucked before, but not often. She was as tight as a virgin. She squirmed in her seat as he began to fuck her, her juices running freely over his finger as it plunged in and out of her pussy. “"Let''s get up and join the service now, Jessica,"” he said, pulling his finger from her wet pussy, wiping it on her inner thigh as he withdrew. He pulled her up by the arms, her robe falling temporarily back over her naked sex.

  Charisse came over, offering Jessica another drink. Jessica could just barely hold the glass, moving it to her lips and drinking it down. It burned as it added to the warmth in her loins.

  ""Good girl, how are you feeling Jessica?"” Henri looked into her eyes, her pupils tiny spots, her eyes glazed over as if in a trance. “"Has the Iwa taken over your body?""

  ""It''s strange, as if I am not inside my own body, able to see what is happening to me, but unable to stop it. Where are we going?"” she asked as she was led over to the poto mitan.

  The couple moved out of the way, giving Henri and Jessica the floor. Some of the others had followed them up, including Charisse.

  Henri stood behind her, his hands on her hips, his body near hers. He leaned over her shoulder and whispered into her ear. “"Let your hips go and listen to the drums. Ignore everything else and concentrate on letting the drums guide your body."” He put his hands on her hips and began to roll her pelvis with the music, relaxing his grip as he felt her responding, moving on her own.

  Jessica felt like a stripper, grinding her hips back and forth to the drums. Her upper body joined in, her breasts bouncing up and down in the confines of the robe, unfettered by a bra, her nipples rubbing on the rough material, turning into hard buds. She closed her eyes, her body gliding around the pole, Henri always near her.

  Charisse came close to Jessica, leaning in next to her. “"Did you bring a gift for the gods?"” she asked her.

  Jessica opened her eyes. She had nothing. She looked at Henri, “"I didn''t bring anything for the gods,"” she exclaimed, embarrassed at being unprepared, afraid of insulting Henri. “"What should I do?""

  ""You have something for the gods,"” Henri answered.

  ""What?""

  ""Your pussy, you can give your pussy to the gods. The gods will be pleased with a hot, tight pussy like yours.

  ""How?"” she exclaimed.

  ""Dance on the poto mitan, rub your naked pussy on it. The gods will love that,"” Charisse told her.

  ""Yes, Jessica, let me help you."” Henri pulled her robe up, exposing her naked ass to all, watching as she continued to roll her hips to the sound of the drums. “"Move closer."” He pushed her toward the pole.

  Jessica looked around, all eyes feasting on her. Henri''s hands were at her waist, her robe gathered underneath them, her body naked from the waist down. She saw her hips moving so sensuously, grinding on air, moving to the beat of the drum as she saw the poto mitan only inches from her. It ran from the concrete base all the way up to the ceiling. It was a shiny metal, shimmering in the light. It was about four inches wide. “"Yes, if it will please the gods.""

  Henri moved her closer, “"put your legs on each side of the pole, spread them out."” All eyes were on Jessica as her legs went around the pole.

  Jessica hesitated as she spread her legs around the pole before moving her hips in, the cold metal shocking her super-heated sex, scalding her flesh, her pussy lips wrapped around the outside, pushed back by the metal pole. “"Mmmmm. “” She let her hips move up and down, feeling her inner pussy rub on the metal, wetting it with her juices as she fucked it. She felt Henri''s hands gripping her naked ass, helping her movements, making her slide up and down the slippery pole, her juices soaking it quickly.

  ""Such a good girl, Jessica. The gods will be pleased. Yes, rub up and down, let your clit touch the pole, pleasure the pole as you would a cock."” He felt her ass clench tight, as his finger slid between the cheeks, trapped, pressed up against her hot anus. “"Charisse, help Jessica with her top.""

  Charisse moved next to Jessica, her fingers slowly unbuttoning the top of the robe, pulling it back as she did, exposing Jessica''s cleavage. I hope Henri fucks you in the ass as he did with me, she thought, assisting in Jessica''s public degradation.

  Jessica impassively watched Charisse slowly bare her breasts, pulling the robe back until they bounced free of the material, her nipples already aroused. The other men gathered around her, wanting to catch a glimpse of her young white breasts, her big brown areolas and her hard, pink nipples. She continued to slide her pussy up and down the pole, pressing in harder, making sure her clit rubbed on the shiny metal. It felt so good. She pushed forward, harder, Henri''s finger pressing firmly against her clenched anus, spearing the tiny hole, entering her rectum, trapped by her sphincter. A pair of black hands reached up to her breasts, each nipple grabbed tightly by calloused fingers and squeezed painfully, twisting the tender flesh, nails accidentally digging into the nipple. And then she came, her pussy gushing all over the pole, her juices sliding down the shiny metal, her pussy lips mashed into the metal, her clit rubbing back and forth as her body shuddered.

  Jessica didn''t care if they saw her, her orgasm too powerful to even try to hide it. She fucked her hips on the pole, painfully banging into it, the pain increasing the heights of her orgasm, making her lose all sense of her surroundings. She only wished she had a thick, hard cock inside her pussy, so empty, having to suffice with the cold impersonal metal pole sliding up and down her pussy and Henri''s thick finger moving around inside her rectum.

  Henri could feel her orgasm as her sphincter clenched and unclenched on his invading finger, moving it around, fighting her muscle, making her cum even harder.

  Henri had to hold her up after she had cum, her body slumping down. He knew that even though she had cum, she would be sexually aroused again within five minutes, the herbs he had given her heightening her senses. He let her robe slide back down over her hips, covering her lower body, his hands roaming over her breasts, rubbing her nipples before pushing them back into the robe, but not buttoning it back up. It would be a waste of time; he expected to have her stripped of the ro
be shortly.

  ""Henri, I''m sorry, I got carried away."” She seemed embarrassed at the way she performed before them.

  ""Do not worry, Jessica. There is nothing more beautiful than a woman having an orgasm. The gods were happy with your gift. In fact they would like more.""

  ""More? What do you mean?"” she asked, her unfocused gaze seeking Henri.

  ""We are going into the small building over there for a special ceremony. You are going to cooperate, aren''t you Jessica!"” Not a question, but a demand. “"You don''t want to offend the gods.""

  Jessica walked between Henri and one of the other men over to the building. They were joined by Charisse. The door was opened before they arrived, entering as the lights were turned on. A bright spotlight shined on an altar in the center of the room, a large wooden structure over six feet long and about three feet wide. It was covered in a black plush material. The door closed on Jessica, Henri, Charisse and six other men. She would have been afraid if Henri was not there, but she knew that no harm would come to her. She was also feeling sexually aroused again. Even though she had cum ten minutes ago, she could feel the wetness between her legs.

  ""Over here, Jessica, get up on the altar,"” Henri ordered her, pushing her toward the large structure. “"Everyone have a seat while I get Jessica readied."” The others found chairs and dragged them near the altar.

  ""On it?"” she asked, confused.

  ""Yes, let me help you, sit down first with your feet over the edge."” He helped her up, watching as she scooted back on the soft cloth, her feet hanging down, her short robe riding up her naked legs. He pulled off her sandals and let them drop to the floor. “"Are you comfortable?""

  Jessica was feeling a little more comfortable, the others content to sit back and watch. She rubbed her thighs together, her pussy longing for something to stimulate her again. She did not have to wait long. Henri''s hands returned to her naked legs, placing them on top, his hand gripping her tightly. “"What are you going to do?"” she asked, not really wanting to know the answer, more interested in the feelings his hands were already giving her.

  ""I am going to undress you. I want you naked on the altar."” He waited for her response.

  ""In front of them?"” she asked, pointing to the others.

  ""Yes, I am the Houngan. I do as I want.""

  ""Yes, Sir,"” she replied. She let her muscles relax as Henri''s hands pushed her legs outward, spreading her open.

  His hands moved to the buttons at the bottom of her robe and began to open them one at a time. Jessica watched, her eyes glued to his fingers as if in a trance as her body was slowly revealed to him. He stopped when he got to her belly button, pushing the robe to the side, her sex naked.

  ""Are you going to fuck me, Sir?"” She felt his hands move up to her pussy, two fingers on each side of her pussy lips, peeling them back like an orange.

  ""Do you want me to?""

  ""Yes, please,"” she replied, embarrassed by her answer, but she had this feeling in her pussy that only a hard cock would relieve. “"And the others?""

  ""You might have to suck a few of their cocks. Can you do that?""

  ""I''ve only done it once and I wasn''t very good."” She hoped they wouldn''t make her do that. She had not liked it when the Senator had cum in her mouth, filling it with his hot, salty cum. It was so thick she could barely swallow without choking.

  ""Charisse will show you how. She is very good at it. And most of them will be fucking your mouth, not caring so much about your technique as the feeling of your sweet lips and hot mouth on their cocks.""

  His fingers were nestled in the folds of her silky pussy, sliding up and down her slit. Pushing her lips aside, they ran over the slick sides, her juices already flowing freely. He moved two fingers up too, his thumbs peeling back her clit hood, exposing her red, hard clit. His herbs had made it swell to twice its normal size and become incredibly more sensitive. He felt her shiver when his finger grazed over it, snapping at the swollen nub. Her hips began to move slightly as he continued the exploration of her sweet pussy. “"I''m going to masturbate you in front of them first, before I fuck you. I want you wet. Will you give me some of your juices and cum for me in front of them?""

  ""Please,"” she moaned. “"No, please."” But her hips started moving, pushing on the fingers playing with her. Her mouth might be protesting, but her pussy wanted his fingers and cock more than anything else. Even if it meant being masturbated in front of strangers. She could not see them with Henri between her legs, blocking their view, but she knew they were there.

  ""Unbutton the rest of the robe, otherwise I will have to move my hands away from your pussy to do it. Do you want me to stop?""

  Jessica''s hands moved up to the top of the robe, slowly unbuttoning it, one button at a time until she reached where he had stopped, one button holding the garment still around her breasts. She looked into his eyes, a smile on his face, a nod, telling her to obey. She opened the last one, the robe falling to the side, her naked breasts exposed.

  ""You have such a nice pair of tits, Jessica. You should be proud to show them. Such nice big, dark brown areolas and your nipples, like large pink erasers, hard and erect. That lovely white flesh surrounding them, so firm.""

  ""Now, Jessica, I want you to scoot up on the altar, on your knees, facing this way."” He picked her ankles up and swung them onto the altar before she could even protest. The robe fell backwards, Henri pushing it off her shoulders and letting it fall to the altar before she could even raise her arms. “"Roll over and get on your knees, yes like that.""

  Jessica tried not to look at the others watching her. Henri was no longer blocking their view of her and had stripped the only remaining garment from her body, tossing the robe to the floor. His hands moved her body around until she was facing the front, her palms clutching her naked breasts, pushing them into her chest, hiding them from their view. She saw their eyes piercing her naked sex, one hand shooting down between her legs to clutch her crotch, the other hand barely able to contain her ample breasts. Suddenly, she could not see Henri, only six pairs of male eyes penetrating her naked flesh and Charisse, watching her debasement, a smile on her face. “"Henri!"” There was panic in her voice when she could not see him.

  ""Behind you. Relax Jessica, I''m right here."” He had moved to stand behind the altar. He let her see him. “"Now rise up, I want your body tall."” He watched as she sat up on her knees, her legs still clenched tightly together, her hand pinned between her clenched thighs. She looked so beautiful, naked, her hands barely able to cover her sex and breasts, her body stretched out. “"That''s good. Now I want you to spread your legs open."” His hands moved around her waist and slid down to touch her thighs. He tapped them with his fingers.

  Jessica looked down at Henri''s fingers touching her thighs, tapping on them. She knew what he wanted. He wanted her legs spread. And she knew that next he would order her to remove her hand. She would be completely exposed. She shuffled her knees outward, difficult to do and keep her hands in position but not topple over where she''d have to use her hands to stop her fall. His hands rubbed sensuously over her silky thighs, up and down, moving closer to her hand clenching her sex. She could feel her own wetness, her wanton nakedness driving her to higher heights. His fingers became more urgent, pushing out on her thighs, his strong fingers digging into her tender flesh.

  ""Yes, Jessica, more, I want them spread wide. If you want me to play with that sweet pussy, you are going to have to cooperate."” He ran his fingers up to her hand, moving it aside so he could touch her pussy, making her feel the pleasure again.

  ""Mmmm,"” she murmured as Henri''s fingers touched her again, her body quivering with excitement. She looked down, not wanting to see the men watching her, letting Henri push her legs wider apart, his hands moving to her knees and spreading them open.

  ""That''s so good, Jessica. Now remove your hand from your breasts. And look at the others as you do it. I want you to see how pleas
ed they are when they see those luscious tits."” He pinched her thigh, making her yelp in protest, but her hand moved down to join the other one between her legs.

  She looked up. Everyone was leering directly at her breasts. She felt Henri behind her, pushing on the middle of her back, forcing her to arch outward, her breasts rising up higher, the white mounds with their brown and pink tips standing up firmly.

  Henri''s hands moved up from behind her again, this time dipping below her breasts and cupping the firm globes in his palm as if offering them as a sacrifice, his thumbs rubbing back and forth over the tips, the nipples turning harder and harder from his calloused fingers. “"So nice and firm, and such large, hard nipples."” He crushed them in his palms, flesh popping out through his fingers, her breasts more than ample. He released them, red marks already appearing from his muscular grip.

  ""Continue looking forward and remove your hands and place them at your sides. Show us your pink pussy,"” he ordered her. She hesitated, his hands sliding down over her taunt stomach before touching her fingers still clutching her sex. “"Now!""

  Jessica had never been exhibited as fully as she was now. She saw all eyes focused between her legs as she knelt on the altar, her legs spread wide, alabaster breasts rising and falling from her heavy breathing highlighted by hard, erect nipples, her pussy again filled with Henri''s fat fingers, her lips gripping them tightly. It had felt so good when his fingers touched her clit. She couldn''t understand how she could be this way so soon after coming. But she wanted his finger back on her clit and there was only one way that it would happen. She let her body slide upward, rising up on her knees, her pussy gripping the fingers as they pulled out. When she felt the fingers almost leave her pussy, she pushed back down, this time further, feeling Henri twist his fingers as they plunged back inside her again, spreading her pussy as they stretched her open from the inside.