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Dark Dreamer: Coed's Slave Girl Fantasy 7 [MMMMMf/
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING!
SEXUALLY EXPLICIT MATERIAL: RAPE/BONDAGE/DOMINATION/WATER/GANG BANG
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Copyright 1991 All rights reserved
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This is the story of a young Coed who has lewd carnal fantasies about
being a slave girl in medieval times. She decides to bring her fantasies
to life by arranging for a powerfully built weightlifter to role play
with her at a friend's cottage. The weightlifter brings along half
a dozen muscular friends, and the coed really gets into it. But when the
weekend is over she finds the role playing has become real.
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Part Seven
I was fucked almost constantly that morning, one guy after
another taking me in whatever position he preferred. When I wasn't
being used, I was ordered to kneel beside Al's chair on the lawn
and wait for instructions. My wrists remained handcuffed behind me
and I stayed naked.
That didn't much bother me. I'd been naked for so long now
that it would have seemed odd wearing clothes here. Late in the
morning though, the sound of a power boat echoed across the river
and a big powerful motorboat pulled into view upriver.
I started, and looked up at Al, but he didn't look like he
cared a lot. The boat got closer and closer and I began to worry
about being seen. I began to rise, thinking of going back into the
cabin until they were passed but Al had tied my leash to the side
of his chair and I was jerked back to my knees again.
He cuffed me and glared.
"I'll tell you when you can go someone, you slutty little
bitch." he snorted.
"But..."
"What's the matter, slut? Afraid of someone else seeing what
a whore you are? Tough shit."
The boat sailed closer to the dock and several of the guys
went out to call across the diminishing distance to the occupants,
inviting them over. As the boat pulled up to the dock I could see
that there were four occupants, two men and two women, all in
bathing suits.
They hopped out of the boat and climbed up onto the dock and
I could see that they were all yuppiesh, at least, they appeared to
be in their thirties. Even though none of them had seen me yet I
was embarrassed at the knowledge that they soon would.
The men were bad enough, though I was reasonably sure they
wouldn't be much bothered by me: The women were something else
again. They would probably either be very angry, both with me and
with the muscleheads around me, or disgusted, uncomfortable and
embarrassed. In either event I didn't expect they'd stick around
long.
Joe and Pete gave them beers as the group moved down the dock
towards shore. They were all chatting happily in the way that
vacationers do when they come across one another. Then they saw me.
Actually, one of the guys saw me and stopped dead, then the others
saw me.
There were wide eyes and puzzled frowns, as if they were
trying to decide if they were really seeing what they thought they
were seeing. One of the guys, a blonde with a perfectly permed hair
do, started to grin, his eyes hungry as they watched me.
The other guy started moving forward again, Joe talking in his
ear, obviously about me. Of the two women, one had long, obviously
dyed blonde hair, and the other had very short brown hair. Both
were tall and well built, the blonde wearing a tiny lime green
bikini that emphasized her large bust and the brunette wearing a
very high cut one piece white suit that showed her excellent legs.
The blonde was looking at me with a contemplative frown while
the brunette looked very embarrassed and appeared ready to leave
right away. Joe was talking fast but I couldn't make anything out
since he was speaking in a low tone, partly to the men and partly
to the women.
The blonde asked a couple of questions. I could hear her voice
now and Joe's, but still couldn't make out the words. I flushed
very red as they came closer, and tried to keep my face looking
down at the ground. Al wouldn't permit that, pulling back on my
leash to force my head up.
The strangers came up to our group of chairs and tables and
sat down, all of them still staring at me. I tried to look away,
over their shoulders or at Joe or one of the other guys. I couldn't
meet the eyes of either of the women.
The blonde had a peculiar look, half amused, half
contemptuous. The brunette tried as hard to avoid looking at me as
I was at her. She was very uncomfortable, though the blonde seemed
less and less so.
Joe introduced everyone to everyone else, except me since I
apparently wasn't worth bothering with. The four were two married
couples. Bob and Meghan Green were the blondes, while Sean and Tina
Prentice were the brunettes.
The guys were Systems Analysts, while Tina was a librarian.
Meghan didn't do much it seemed, except stay home and look after
the kids. She had two daughters, both in their early teens. The
Prentice's, who were younger, didn't have any kids yet.
Then Al did introduce me... as Princess, who he described as
"... our pet dog." He then stood up and tugged on my leash.
"Come on, Princess, come and greet the nice people." he
grinned.
He pulled me forward and I sort of frog walked across the few
feet that separated me from Bob Green. He looked vastly amused, as
did his wife. That hadn't been what I'd expected from them and I
was a little confused. Nevertheless, I knelt before Bob's chair,
looking down as Al told how friendly I was and told him to pet me.
Bob patted my head as though I were a dog, while Al kept my
leash tight. Then I moved over and let Meghan pat my head, it was
more of a stroke than a pat actually and her eyes slid up and down
my body in what was clearly an interested assessment.
Sean looked uncomfortable and barely touched my head, then his
wife got up and started back to the boat. He ran after her and
stopped her, and the two argued out of my hearing. Then they came
back and sat down again as Al led me back to my place beside his
chair.
For the next couple of hours everyone just chatted idly, like
at any normal gathering, and nobody paid much attention to me,
except for the newcomers who's eyes kept flicking to me from time
to time. Meghan especially seemed interested and I knew she was hot
for me.
I'd never fucked a girl before and wondered if I would do so
now. Clearly I'd have no choice in the thing. From the way she was
looking at me she shared the opinion of the guys towards what I did
and didn't want. She made a number of remarks during the
conversation that were obviously double entendres and meant for my
ears.
They were contemptuous and scornful. She talked and acted like
a woman who thought of herself as the equal of any man and wouldn't
permit anyone to treat her as anything less. But clearly, she was
at the least, bi-sexual, and like most men, wasn't above taking
advantage of women.
I got the impression from the conversation that the pair were,
as the old people called themselves, "swingers". I guess they were
on a fun holiday and sex played more than a minor part in it. I
could understand Meghan involved in something like that, but Tina
looked like the shy type and I wouldn't have guessed her to be a
"swinger". Maybe she was just weak willed and going along with her
husband's desires.
Then Pete ordered me to go up to the cabin and get some more
beer. Al protested, saying I wasn't capable of going on my own, and
that somebody had to hold my leash. Then, with a perfectly straight
face, he asked Meghan if she would go along and hold my leash.
Meghan said sure and stood up. Al handed her my leash and I
stood up as well. Then Meghan led me up the walk to the cabin door.
She walked just behind me and I could feel her eyes, as well as the
rest of the group, on my little ass cheeks.
She opened the door and held it for me as I went through and
down the hall to the little kitchen. She pushed me back against the
table then, and it did not come as a big surprise when her right
hand slid down between my legs and started fondling my bare pussy
mound.
She grabbed my hair in her other hand, pulling it back and
forcing my chest out. Her eyes were extremely hot as she played
with my pussy.
"What a nasty little girl you are." she purred, her hand moving up
and down my body. She cupped my left breast, as though weighting
it, then squeezed, her fingers digging deeply into the pliable
flesh.
"Nice tits." she sighed. She bent then, twisting my hair and
thus my head to force my face towards her. Her lips came down on
mine, hard, forceful, demanding. Her hand mauled my breasts, then
returned to my pussy, a pair of fingers rubbing insistently along
my cleft.
She pushed with her fingertip, forcing the finger up into my
tight pink box, wriggling and pushing it up to the knuckle as her
tongue slurped in and out of my mouth.
"I bet you've drunk enough cum to float an ocean liner." she
moaned. She pushed down on my shoulders, forcing me to my knees,
then pulled my head into her crotch. A simple pull of the string
around her waist and her bikini dropped off, baring her soft,
light brown bush.
"Suck me, slave girl." she gasped, "Suck some pussy for a
change."
I didn't need to be asked twice. My tongue slid up against her
cleft, rubbing up and down its length as she moaned and spread her
legs, both her hands going to my hair and holding me firmly against
her as she began to hump her hips back and forth.
She ground herself into my face as her hands pulled at my
hair. She was heavily aroused, her pussy wet, her pubic hair damp
with sweat and juices. She gasped and panted as my tongue slipped
between her pussy lips and began to probe at her cunt tunnel.
"Harder! Harder you cheap little whore! I'll whip your ass
until it bleeds!" she gritted, her breathing ragged.
I found her clit and began to work my tongue back and forth
across it as fast as I could. She groaned louder, shoving herself
against me with painful force, mashing my nose and cheeks against
her crotch as my tongue slurped and rasped on her hard little
clitty.
I heard the screen door slam but didn't turn around. I
continued to suck on her pussy, my tongue scooping out thick
dollops of girl juice as she mewled and whined above me. Then she
came, her hips pumping furiously as she groaned and moaned and
poured fuck juice into my face.
My tongue was a whipping snake as it buzzed up and down her
cunt slit, and I swallowed as much cream as I could get my lips and
tongue on. More rubbed against my face as she kept pulling me into
her crotch though and I could smell little beyond the distinctive
aroma of hot feminine cunt oil.
Then I was pulled back and lifted upward, pushed half over the
table. Her husband was here with us, and obviously more even more
excited than his wife had been. He jerked my left leg up, spreading
me as he pushed his erection against my cunt.
To my surprise, his wife took his hard cock and placed it
right against my slit, holding it as he sank the head between my
lips. Then she let go and backed off a foot or so, her eyes fixed
on us.
"Fuck her, Bob!" she gasped. "Just shove it right into her as
hard as you can!" Bob complied, throwing his hips forward and
jamming his cock high into my fuck box. I let out a grunt and a
soft groan of pain as his cock thrust up into me so hard. His wife
was enchanted, her eyes flicking between my face and the joining
between her husband's sex organs and mine.
"Rip her cunt open!" she gasped. "Fuck her! Fuck the shit out
of her!" Bob didn't wait for my cunt to adjust to his penis. He
started to thrust in and out immediately, stroking as hard and fast
as he could while his wife watched.
Meghan moved closer, grabbing my hair and forcing my head way
back and to the side. "Suck her tits!" she said. "Bite the little
whore's nipples!" he did and I groaned, and whimpered. "Harder! Bit
her tits!" Meghan moaned, fingering her own pussy.
She bent and kissed me, her lips mashing against mine and her
tongue thrusting into my mouth. She gripped my right tit and mauled
it as her husband sucked on my left.
"Wait!" she said after a minute. She pushed back on Bob's
chest and pulled my hair and arm, turning me around and shoving me
face down across the table.
"Fuck her now!" she said. She took Bob's cock and placed it
against my cunt, then let go as he thrust hard and buried it inside
me. He started to pound his hips against me, slapping painfully
hard against my buttocks and cracking my hips against the side of
the table.
"Fuck her in the ass, Bob!" She gasped suddenly, as though the
idea had just come to her. "You know how you're always trying to
get me to let you fuck me ass. Use hers! The little whore will do
anything you want!"
"Fuck yeah." Bob gasped.
He pulled his cock out of my quivering pussy and I felt
Meghan's hand going up against my asshole, felt the side of her
hand as she pulled his cockhead against my little anal opening.
Then I felt Bob's cock pushing against my sphincter, the pressure
growing by the second. His cock slowly sank down into me as
Meghan's ragged breathing showed her excitement mounting.
Bob's hands gripped my hips while Meghan held my hair with her
left hand and stroked my buttocks with her right. Bob's cock sank
to the hilt in my buttery back hole and he ground himself into me
as he and Meghan kissed deeply.
She watched avidly as he began to pump his cock in my anus,
her face a mask of lust and desire as his cock tore in and out of
my rectum.
"Harder!" she breathed. "Harder! Fuck the bitch's little ass
till she bleeds!"
"I'll rip her asshole open!" Bob vowed.
"Ream her out! Fuck her! Harder! Harder!" Meghan moaned,
fingering herself as Bob hammered his hips into my buttocks and
skewered my tight asshole. His cockhead was spearing high into my
guts as he rode me into the table, his body was hammering painfully
against mine as well and all I could do was moan and whimper, my
hands still handcuffed behind me and Meghan keeping my head pressed
against the table.
She reached under my chest and clawed at my breasts, mashing
and twisting them as her husband brutally sodomised my poor little
anus. I think she derived more pleasure from his brutal use of me
than he did.
She pulled my head up and twisted me around again, though my
hips remained pinned to the table as her husband continued to pound
his shaft up my asshole. She'd pulled off her top and she jerked my
face up against her chest, shoving the tit into my face.
"Suck my tit, honey! Suck it good!"
I suckled on her nipple as she moaned and fingered her cunt, my
asshole burning and aching from the tremendous pounding Bob was
giving it. His fat baton was really rutting into my asshole.
There was another slam from the door but again I wasn't in any
position to turn and see who had come in. I heard their voices
though. It was Sean and Tina.
"They all took off in the boat." he said. "I loaned it to them
for a couple of hours."
"Then we get this little slut while they're gone." Meghan
licked her lips.
"Don't hurt her, Bob." Tina cautioned as she watched him
pounding into me.
"Fuck off, Tina. Don't be such a wimp." Meghan sniffed.
"Did you see those fucking animals out there? I bet they've been
pounding their cocks into this bitch all weekend. Haven't they,
slut?" she said, twisting my hair.
"Ye... yes." I gasped.
"Fuck her harder, Bob." she sneered. They all kind of watched
as Bob drove his fuck-pole into me with hard, savage thrusts,
throwing all his weight into each stroke as I grunted and moaned as
his staff pistoned in my rectum.
Meghan pulled my hair again, pressing on my back as she pulled
my head back towards Bob. "Look at her tits." she said. "I wish ~
had a set of knockers like that."
"You have nice tits." Tina said, her voice soft.
"I like big fat tits like this that you can dig your fingers
into." Bob grunted, his hands coming up from my hips to cup and
mash my titties. "Oh Fuck!" he said then. "I'm gonna cum!"
"Shoot it up her asshole." Sean laughed. "It'll make it easier
for me."
"That giant horse cock of yours will rip her asshole open!"
Meghan laughed, not sounding at all worried about that.
The whole table was shaking and pounding against the wall as
Bob hammered his loins into my ass cheeks. His cock was like a
sword as it stabbed deep into my guts and ripped in and out. Then
he came, his seed gushing up my asshole and adding a layer of oily
film to my butter ass pipe.
He no sooner pulled out and stepped back when Sean stepped in
behind him. Tina had gone around beside Meghan and their arms were
around one another, softly caressing each other's bodies as they
watched Sean position himself behind me.
I felt his prick probing at my fuck entrance, then felt my
pussy lips forced inward and back as his big tool pushed into me.
It was a big cock all right, bigger than any of the muscle heads
that had fucked me in the last couple of days.
I sighed a little, closing my eyes as my cunt was slowly
stuffed by his big sausage. I felt it slowly travelling up the
length of my fuck tunnel, forcing my cunt walls wider as it pushed
its way through to the center of my belly.
All I could do was breath heavily and open my legs a little
more as his cock embedded itself in my cunt pipe. Then he began to
withdraw, sliding it back down my fuck tunnel until only the head
was inside, holding my cunt lips wide open. He held still for a
bare instant, then thrust forward, forcing the long, fat length of
his tool back into me.
He started to pump, slowly, working up speed, using the full
length of his cock staff as he rode it in and out of my pussy
tunnel. The two women were becoming more and more occupied with
themselves but they still watched as Sean began to pump into me.
Tina's suit was gone and she and Meghan were fondling each other's
breasts and bellies, their hands sliding over their pussies as they
kissed and sighed in pleasure.
Sean built up speed and was soon giving me a really good
fucking, his massive prong pumping in my tight cunt sheath with
hard but steady strokes. My clitty was buzzing with pleasure and my
titties swollen and hard. His hands slid under me and forced me
upward as they massaged and kneaded my wobbling melons.
My body was overheating and my belly was churning and
fluttering as my cunt burned with sexual power. My head was
throbbing and my blood racing. I knew that I was approaching a
great cum and felt no hesitation or embarrassment about it. These
people, though hardly from my fantasies, were still playing the
game, so to speak, and I was still massively aroused by my
degradation and servile position.
Then I felt Sean's cockhead pull out of me entirely and shift
upward, pushing against my anus. I grunted, for though my asshole
had been well reamed out by Bob, Sean's cock was really fat and
really long. I gritted my teeth as pain flowed up from my asshole.
Sean was pushing firmly, slowly forcing my asshole open to admit
his monster of a cock.
"Look. He's pushing it into her asshole." Tina sighed, in
between hot, smacking kisses.
"Fuck her ass, Sean." Meghan groaned.
"What a sexy little bitch." Bob commented.
"Wonder if they'd sell her." Sean grunted, working his cock
deeper into my rectum.
"Think so?" Bob laughed.
"Why not?"
"But where would we keep her?" Meghan laughed.
"Well, there's the basement."
"And how do you think you'd explain that to the girls?"
"Maybe she'd teach them a thing or two." Sean snickered.
"Hey. You're talking about my kids, you shit." Meghan growled.
"Hot assed little bitches, both of them." Sean replied,
driving his cock the last inch into my anus and rubbing his balls
against my ass cheeks.
"You watch your mouth." Meghan snapped.
"Come on, Meg," he grunted. "Do you really think they're both
virgins?"
"That's none of your business. You keep your mind on this slut
here and forget about my daughters."
"No problem, babe." He threw his hips forward and thrust hard,
his cock spike jamming high into my guts.
"Hey. Look at this." Bob's voice called from across the room.
I could hear the tv on and the sound of my own voice. Obviously
he'd turned on the vcr to see what the guys had been watching.
Sean wasn't interested but the two women moved over to watch
as Sean rutted into my asshole. I could hear the sound of my voice
as I groaned and screamed in pleasure on the tv. But my mind was
more than a little distracted by the hard pounding Sean was giving
my rectum.
Then he came, his load pumping up into my asshole and his cock
slowing down and then pulling free from my hole. He moved away,
grabbing my leash at the last second and pulling me after him. I
staggered and almost fell but regained my balance and followed him
meekly to where the others were watching tv.
At the moment I was deep throating Al's cock on the screen, at
least I thought it was Al. None of the pictures showed the guys
above the shoulders. Al's cock was pumping in and out of my mouth
as another guy pounded his cock into my cunt from behind. I was
groaning and moaning and crying out for more.
"Bring the little whore over here. I want her to suck off
Tina." Meghan said. She took my leash and forced me to my knees in
front of the couch where Tina was sitting. She herself was sitting
right next to the little brunette and stroking her body.
"Suck her cunt, whore." she sneered.
"What was her name?" Tina asked in a low, quavering tone.
"I don't remember, oh yeah, Princess, they called her."
"What's your name, honey?" Tina asked.
"Uh... Julie." I said meekly.
"Suck her pussy, Julie." Meghan said, pulling on my leash. My
head came down between Tina's legs and she spread them, lying back
on the couch and bring her cunt up into my face.
I began to work on her cunt, trying to ignore the sound of
myself cumming on the tv. Then the scene on tv shifted to the one
where Pete was getting me to jerk off and I closed my eyes in
embarrassment as they all watched.
"Where's that dildo?" Meghan laughed as she watched me doing
myself on the tv. She got off the couch and started looking around
for the thing as I worked my tongue over her friend's cunt slit and
rubbed at her clitty.
It became obvious very quickly that Tina's cunt was super
sensitive. Either that or she was really, really not. She was
moaning and sighing and wriggling her ass on the couch almost as
soon as my tongue came into contact with her pouting little cunt
lips.
Her cunt entrance was moist and hot and her cunt cleft soon
began to drool fuck juice as my tongue pushed in and out and ran up
and down between her pussy lips. She was a small and seemingly
delicate woman but her voice became husky and her hesitant, girlish
temperament soon gave way to a rough, demanding, furious sexual
frenzy.
Her hands ripped and twisted my hair as she ground my face
into her crotch. She humped her ass up and down, almost bouncing on
the couch as she cried out her pleasure. Her back was arched and
her head thrown back across the top of the couch as she cursed and
yelled and sobbed her pleasure and hot desires.
"Suck me! SUCK ME! OH FUCK! OH FUCKING SHIT! SUCK! SUCK! SUCK
MY CUNT! UHHHH! UHHH! OHHHH! OH GOD!" she cried out, her thighs
crushing my head as she jammed my face into her cunt opening. I
sucked as hard as I could, my tongue pushing high into her fuck
entrance as she jerked and writhed.
I felt something pushing into me from behind. At first I
thought one of the guys had gotten hard again, but instead I felt
the buzzing of the vibrator as it pushed into my pussy. I heard
Meghan laughing as she jammed the thing up my fuck box and began
rodding it in and out.
Despite the violence of her movements, my cunt, only partially
cooled off from the orgasmic climax that had only just been averted
when Sean had pulled out of it and pushed into my asshole, began to
sizzle and burn again, my ass shaking and wriggling and humping
back against her as she fucked the vibrator into me.
"Look!" she cried. "Look at the little slut fuck the vibrator.
"Look at her ass pump!" she laughed.
"Go baby, go!" Bob snickered.
I did. I couldn't help myself. My body was in the grip of a
terrible blistering heat, a furious sexual desire for satiation. My
cunt was crackling with need, my loins aching for the all
encompassing embrace of an orgasmic explosion.
Tina was getting louder and louder as I ate her out. Her
movements were convulsive and crazed. She was crying out in a
piercing, shrill voice, screaming her pleasure, cursing and moaning
at the top of her lungs. I'd never been with anybody so loud. Her
cum was fast approaching, just like my own, and her movements only
became more frenzied, her voice more impassioned.
Then she came, nearly twisting my head off a she screamed and
howled like a mad banshee, her cunt smashing hard into my face,
threatening to break my nose or cheek bones. My own body was
trembling and shaking as Meghan continued to pound the vibrator
into my cunt tube.
I was bouncing up and down on the couch, my head locked
between Tina's thighs as the mad woman thrashed madly. Then the
heat in my loins blossomed and enveloped me. I shook in time with
Tina, my ass bouncing up and down and shaking from side to side as
my cunt flared with pleasure.
I grunted into the small woman's cunt as she twisted from side
to side. My mind was ablaze with heat, my eyes rolled back in my
head and my body seared by the powerful sexual storm ripping
through me.
Then it was over. Tina came so hard she lost consciousness. I
fell back onto my back on the floor, the vibrator still jammed in
my fuck pipe. Meghan looked at us with a smug grin while Bob
fingered his erect cock.
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