by Teased, Tied
“AAAHH,” she gasped when his fingers touched her naked pussy, her spread legs giving him all the access he wanted. His fingers slid softly between her lips until she felt the tip of his finger nudging into her virgin pussy. She had lost her hymen, but no boy had ever been inside. Not even his finger, only her own. She felt it wiggling inside her for the first time. It moved higher up inside her as she closed her eyes, the forbidden heat racing through her pussy.
Collette felt so defenseless as her youngest daughter was forced to strip naked and the captain fingered her openly. The guards weren’t paying attention to her, too engrossed in the degrading act the captain was forcing on Lola. She knew she had no chance of stopping him; they would stop her before she got two feet.
“Have you ever felt the power of a man’s cock inside you, Lola?”
“Nnnnno,” she answered, her body aroused as the finger continued to move inside her. She never felt anything like it before. She felt deserted when he pulled his finger from her, seeing his finger coated with her juices. He walked behind her, his hand sliding over her bare buttocks. Her muscles flexed and her cheeks shut tight when his finger slid over her crack.
“Relax your muscles, Lola. You’re not to refuse me any part of your body.”
She struggled with her inner muscles, finally her buttocks relaxed, his finger returned to its journey between her cheeks. She felt the hot, demanding finger pushed against her anus. Her cheeks clenched uncontrollably, but it only succeeding in trapping his finger on the pulsating ring of her anus. She felt the pressure building as the tip of his finger pushed against her tight muscle.
“Has a man ever been in here, Lola?”
She was confused. What does he mean? Then it suddenly dawned on her. “No,” she replied, her face red in humiliation.
Cherry couldn’t believe what the captain was putting her sister though. He had her stripped naked for all to see and now he was fingering her shamelessly, even probing her ass with his finger. Cherry would have died of shame by now if she were made to endure such humiliation.
At least he was finished with her. He had stripped her and touched her inappropriately, Collette glad that it was over.
“Lie on your back on my desk, Lola.”
Her eyes pleaded with him, but he was calling one of the guards over to help him. What is he going to do to me? He already inquired about her virginity. Would he take that from her in front of everyone? It was hard, but she sat on the table, keeping her legs together as she swung up until she was sitting in the center of the table. She lay back, at least relieved that she wouldn’t have to see the faces of the others. She looked up at the ceiling, sobbing when she saw her reflection shining back down at her from the mirror above her. She didn’t know how much the others could see, but she would see every shameful thing he did to her.
The captain stood at her feet, one of the guards standing by her head. Are two of them going to take me at once? Is the guard at my head going to use my mouth?
“Don’t close your eyes, Lola. Look in the mirror and see everything as you feel it.”
She felt the powerful hands of the captain on her ankles, pulling them apart as he spread her open, seeing her pussy lips parting in the mirror. She felt her ass rising up as he began to pull her legs up over her head. The guard was waiting, grabbing her ankles as her body began to bend in two. He yanked her legs open so wide that her crotch ached, pulled to the opposite sides of the table, her legs held rigid. She was obscenely spread open, but even worse was how vulnerable she was. The captain was waiting for her to be spread. She felt his fingers cupping her sex once again. She was thankful as well as shamed that she was wet. The finger slid into her, feeling one finger so big in her virgin hole. She squirmed as the finger slid along her wetness.
She was so tight, even with just one finger inside her. He pushed it in deeper, up to the first knuckle then twisted it until she felt the hard knuckles straining against the soft walls of her pussy. A second knuckle passed through the tight muscle of her pussy and he filled her with more fingers. He could see her hips begin to move, not sure if she was trying to move away from his finger fucking her or wanting more of it. Her pussy was dripping all over his finger. He looked down at her, her pink pussy opening up around his finger, clinging to it so possessively. She was staring up at the mirror as his finger explored the virgin hole.
Her mouth was open as she struggled to breathe, her body shaking as the finger moved inside her. It felt strange and exciting, Lola looking up to see what was happening to her as if it were on television. His finger was so demanding, dipping through the tight muscles of her pussy and touching her in places that no one had ever touched. She felt her moistness grow. She felt his finger leave her, then return, moaning softly as the pressure increased, the knot of her pussy spreading wider. She saw and felt his fingers, two of them inside her, stretching her, teasing the soft walls to force them open. She felt his fingers go in deep then stop. She felt the pressure as his fingers began to separate inside her, forcing her elastic walls to stretch as if he were preparing her for something bigger. Much bigger. “Don’t open your fingers inside me, please,” she begged.
He leaned next to her. “Silence, Lola. I’m going to fuck you with four fingers. You’ll feel what it will be like to have a real cock inside you. If you protest, I will rub your clit until I make you cum in front of your mother and sister. Do you want them to see that?”
She shook her head no, her lips clenched tightly as the fingers began to separate inside her again. They strained the walls of her virgin pussy, but she suffered in silence. Two fingers became three, her pussy stretched tightly around his knuckles as they passed through and shoved deep inside her. It felt like his fingers were trying to scratch her cervix. The guard behind her pulled her legs open wider when the captain speared her pussy with four fingers. She moaned silently as it felt as if a cock was splitting her open. It almost would have been better if it were his cock, his fingers always opening and closing inside her, stretching her to the point of breaking. She suffered the demanding finger fucking for long minutes, her pussy making strange sounds as his fingers rode her drenched pussy. He finally pulled his fingers out, Lola relieved that he was done with her. She suffered in silence for him.
“Higher up, private. There is still one more hole to check.”
She felt her body bent back until her feet almost touched the desk behind her. She never felt so spread open, even her crack had disappeared, leaving her anus vulnerable to the captain as she stared at her shameful reflection in the mirror above her. She braced herself for the final degrading act. She felt his wet finger, thankful that her pussy was so wet that it provided the lubricant that she knew she would need.
He rubbed his fingers between her smooth, youthful cheeks. “Hold still or I’ll make you cum,” he warned her once again. He looked at her tiny hole, barely big enough for a finger, but he would soon have her opened for more than one. “Such nice, silky cheeks and tight ass hole.” His finger probed her virgin ass hole. With pure force, it pushed through the tight, resisting ring, fighting her sphincter and deeper into her rectum.
She felt it as she watched his finger slid into her ass. She expected it to hurt, but it was more the shame of being penetrated in such a place as everyone watched her ride his finger as it sought the depths of her intestines.
He fingered her tight hole, sliding back and forth, feeling her muscles grip it so possessively. She didn’t fight him, letting him have his way with her virgin hole. He wished he could fuck her in her ass, but he had to be content with a second finger spreading her anal ring wide and sliding deep into her rectum. He pushed his fingers against the tight muscles of her rectum, Lola crying out softly when he pulled his fingers apart and stretched her deep in her guts. He had won, turning the girl submissive, willing to do anything to please him. Many men would find her and teach her the pleasures of succumbing to the worship of a man’s cock and his pleasure.
He finally pulled his finger
out of her ass hole, the tiny hole staying open until the elastic ring finally snapped shut. He nodded to the soldier, who released her legs. He grabbed her ankles and turned her on her side, his hand reaching under her to rub her pussy for a moment before he let her up. He whispered to her as she stood up. “I hope I see you again, Lola. I’ll fuck your pussy, your ass and you’ll take me in your mouth. And I’ll make you cum until you are exhausted.” He turned to the others. “You may go now. Welcome to Venezuela. I can speak for the other men of my country and hope that you will let us teach you the pleasures of your lovely bodies.” He let Lola dress as he left with his men. He needed to find a young girl to relieve the tension in his balls.
“Don’t say anything about this ever,” Lola said.
“No, nothing. I don’t want to be reminded.” Cherry was shamed that she let the captain stroke and expose her pussy.
“It will never be spoken of. Let’s get our bags and we can go to the house. Tomorrow we will explore your new school, Lola, and the hospital where Cherry will work. I have to start work on Monday and school and work for you two also starts.”
CHAPTER 5
New Job for Cherry
Barcelona was nothing like they expected. The taxi took them through the old historic parts of the city, but then as they neared the water, the buildings rose up from the ground to glass glaciers of steel. The streets were filled with people shopping, the harbors lined with yachts as big as houses.
“It’s better than I expected,” Collette getting out of the taxi. The house was a block from the ocean, an old historic house painted a pink blush. She carried the bags in, surprised to see it furnished so nicely. There were three bedrooms, but the master was the finest. It had a large canopy bed that took up the center of the room. All of the furniture was made of wood and cast iron.
She found a set of keys and a map on the kitchen counter. There was a note, a company car dropped off for her. The girls put their bags in the other room, but they would move out on Monday. “I have a car; let’s go explore.”
They closed up the house and packed in the car. “You navigate, you could always read a map,” handing Lola the map. At least it wasn’t in Spanish.
“My school first.” Lola looked, finding it was already circled on the map. It took about fifteen minutes to get there, Lola impressed by what she saw. It wasn’t big, not like a university in the United States, but it had three building, all two stories, surrounded by a high wall and a wrought iron gate. The metal sign on the gate read “International University of Barcelona.”
Collette stopped so Lola could see it better. “Monday and you will be there. Are you excited?”
Lola truly was excited. She was a woman going out on her own. The captain had made her a woman, even if it was only with his fingers. She could still feel them inside her, moving around, stretching her virgin holes for something much bigger. She was scared that he would take up his threat to visit her but excited at the thought at the same time.
“Where is the hospital?” Cherry wanted to see where she would work.
Lola looked at the map, seeing the hospital circled. “Looks like about ten miles from here. That way, Mom.” Lola was glad it was far away, wanting to be on her own.
The hospital was on the outskirts of town, a vast, one story building that was sprawled across a wide expanse of open park and trees. They drove into the parking lot, but the corner of the main building was a row of neat little houses with one large one in the center. Is this where I’ll live? It was nicer than she expected.
The last stop was Petrolera Ameriven. It was back in the city toward the house, near the waterfront. It was actually a compound of five buildings, all five-story, modern glass structures that gazed out onto the tranquil sea. Collette gazed at them, proud that she had arrived to such a position in the company. She couldn’t wait until Monday to assume her new position.
They drove around town, stopping at the waterfront, across the street from a large yacht club. Collette found a restaurant that didn’t look crowded. She was famished but also tired from the nightlong trip. “How about a late lunch, early dinner? I’m beat but starving.” She pulled the car into a parking spot.
“Restaurant Enoteca.” Cherry was trying out her limited Spanish. “I hope they’ll let Lola in.”
“Stop picking on me,” she protested. They walked in, Lola feeling out of place as soon as she did. It was formal, white linen tablecloths, silverware. They would just have to get used to her.
“Tres cerca de la ventana por favor.” Collette hoped she got it right.
“Maam esta manera.” The waiter leading the way. He pulled out the chair for Collette, his eyes on her legs as she sat down. She let her skirt ride up high, still horny from the airport, though she wouldn’t admit it to the girls. If she were only there by herself, it would have ended differently.
“Very good, Mom. Not sure what you said, but we got a nice table and the waiter admired your body.” Lola saw the way he looked at her mother. How come he didn’t look at me that way?
They ordered a bottle of wine, Lola feeling so much older as she sipped wine with the others. They all had king scallops and were on a second bottle of wine by the time they finished.
Cherry looked around the restaurant, the tables filling up. She saw a man and his son near the bar. He was about her age; handsome and from the watch and jewelry he was wearing, they were well off. He had a dark complexion, black, wavy hair and a bad-boy look about him. The wine and lack of sleep was taking a toll on her, but she was still on edge from the search at the airport. She hated what the captain did to her, humiliating her in front of everyone, but she still couldn’t get it out of her head. A man, especially an older man, had never treated her that way before. She could still feel his big, powerful hands between her legs as she bent over submissively for him. “Excuse me, I’m going to the ladies’ room.” She got up, Lola and her mother talking away. She walked slowly to the bar, the rest rooms on the other side. When she got near his table, she swayed her hips seductively. He didn’t fail to notice her, Cherry giving him a big smile. As she passed by, she saw the father staring at her also, smiling back at her. She didn’t know whether there was one set or two sets of eyes that followed her ass, but she was sure that there was at least one. No one could pass up her ass.
It was a couple of minutes before she washed her hands, looking in the mirror. Her eyes were tired, her brain slightly numb from the wine. She needed to go home and get some sleep. Maybe masturbate first. She opened up the door and started walking down the narrow hallway to the bar. She saw him walking toward her. It was the father. He smiled at her, Cherry smiling back. She felt his arm touch hers when they were next to each other.
“Eres una mujer Hermosa.” He stopped her, holding her arm.
She didn’t understand everything, but she got the gist of his words. She was beautiful. “Bien.” She felt him pushing her gently to the side until her back hit the wall. She looked at him, handsome as his son but older. She felt the hand on her arm, feeling like the captain’s hand that touched her so intimately. Hard and demanding. “Por favo.” Please, the only word she could think of.
“Tengo que tocar ese hermoso cuerp.”
Her Spanish was failing her. All she could make out was touch and body, but his hand confirmed her fear. It left her arm and slowly moved to her breast. She froze as his hand caressed it so casually. She couldn’t stop the shameful way her nipple popped to hardness, sure that he felt her unwanted arousal and mistook it for her ardor toward him. She pushed her hand up and tried to push his hand away, but he didn’t even notice, his hand gripping her firm breast and squeezing it. “MMMM,” she couldn’t stop the sound that escaped from her lips.
“Pechos Niza, empresa joven.” He squeezed her breast, feeling her nipple pointing out in excitement.
She didn’t need to know much Spanish except for the word breast and his hand that caressed her so intimately. His hand slid down over her hip and then down her be
lly. “NNNNOOOO!” She gasped, but it was already too late, his large hand between her legs and a finger pushed hard against her slit. She pushed her hand down between them, but his other hand grabbed it and before she knew what was happening, her fingers were wrapped around the thickness of an erection. She felt it twitch the minute her fingers touched it. This was going too far, too fast. If he had his way, he would push her against the wall and be fucking her in a minute.
“Tengo que ir. Mi madre está esperando.” She hoped her Spanish was good enough. She told him she had to go and mentioned her mother. He looked into her eyes as one hand rubbed up and down her slit and the other hand guided her hand back and forth over his cock. He had this grin on his face.
He pulled away from her. He pulled out his business card and handed it to her. “Me llaman. Te puedo enseñar tanto.”
He moved away from her and went into the men’s room, Cherry looking at the bulge in the front of his pants, still feeling his erection jerking in her hand. Her nipples were hard, her pussy wet, her breathing ragged. She looked at his card. He told her to call him and said something about being taught. She could only imagine what he wanted to teach her. She went back to her table, seeing the son, not even noticing her. She sat down, almost out of breath.
“You okay, Cherry? You look flushed.”
“It must be the wine. I feel a little dizzy. Can we go?”
“Of course; we’re ready. It’s been a long night and day. We can go home, relax and go to bed early. I don’t think I am ready for television in Spanish yet.
They all took long hot baths; luckily the house had three bathrooms, all of them lying naked in the tubs, fingers searching below the water for relief from today.
Lola relived the feel of a man inside her, not only her pussy but also her ass. Her finger crept between her legs, the water lubricating her as she fought the knot of her anus until her finger sank into her rectum. She was surprised that there was so much pleasure there, her finger moving, her muscles contracting, her pussy clenching in rhythm. She came when she was dreaming of the captain behind her, Lola bent helplessly over the table as her mother and sister looked on. She felt the hot flesh of his cock pushed against her small, virgin anus. She begged him, but he didn’t want to hear it, only interested in the pleasure he would get from penetrating her ass. She came before he breached the tight opening.