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"You hear all the stuff we say in class? Don't tell me you're that innocent lah. Your boyfriend fucks you nice and gentle right? We're not your fucking boyfriend! Now do it or you'll scream!" Chris ordered as he grabbed Jamie's nipples and dug his fingernails in again.

"ARGGHHH! NYARGHH...OKAY! STOP! PLEASE! PLEASE FUCK ME! FUCK ME! I'M A SLUT! I WANT YOUR...YOUR...PLEASE STOP...I WANT YOUR COCK! IN ME! FUCK ME! I'M A SLUT AND I WANT COCK! I..I..." Jamie broke down sobbing, the pain too much for her to bear, her eyes rolling back as she approached unconsciousness only to be brought back by a tight slap and another gob of saliva spat into her face.

"Good enough, cher. It's okay. You'll learn. Got remedial for this later." Chris laughed darkly, and before Jamie could ponder the meaning of his words he grabbed her hips and slammed into her hard, fucking her without any thought for her comfort. Jamie whimpered, the brutal fucking too much for her to take, having been already fucked hard twice in the short span of one hour and taking her third cock before the hour was up. But even the small relief of being able to blank out was soon taken away as she was forced to bring her mind back into her ordeal.

"Say you love it, cher."

"I...I love it..."

"Say you're my slut."

"I'm...your...sl...slut..."

"Now tell me that you love being fucked like a cheap whore."

"I...I...I can't...I-ARGHHH! I LOVE BEING FUCKED LIKE A CHEAP WHORE!" Jamie screamed as her nipples were twisted once again. Chris leaned forward, cupping her small breasts then digging his fingernails deep into them, making her scream even louder, his irrational hate for his teacher going into the fucking.

"See? Not so hard to learn right? Just like music. Your voice fucking perfect too." The other boys laughed, the remark cutting deep to Jamie, having always been proud of her elegant and melodious singing voice, which was now beginning to turn hoarse from all her screams. To her horror, Chris began rubbing her clit again, using one fingertip moistened with her juices, laughing as her face began changing, trying to fight off the feeling of pleasure that began pushing through the haze of pain filling her mind.

"That's right, Miss Hong, don't fight it. You said we must let our true selves be seen, right? Then show us how slutty you are. Kena rape still can cum. Fucking bitch." Chris grinned as he rubbed on her clit faster and faster while fucking her. A member of a teenage gang, Chris had fucked many girls before whether willing or reluctant, and forcing them to have an orgasm for him every time was his way of showing his dominance. Despite being way older and being his teacher, it was still no different for Jamie.

Strangled moans began to fill the room, mixing with her whimpering and sobbing as she tried to fight the sensations betraying her body, completely opposite from her thoughts as Chris pushed deep into her and filled her with his cum then rubbed her till she began clenching around his cock. Jamie gave one last, loud groan as she climaxed while stuffed with her student's shaft, the other boys cheering and laughing at her humiliated look.

"Wah, cher, I'm only fucking 17, but I can make you cum for me. See? You're just a slut, your cheebye is just meant to be fucked. No need to act so atas in school already lah, we all know your secret now." Chris taunted, Jamie feeling nothing but pure shame from being made to have an orgasm from a rape, and a rape by boys way younger than her, to make it feel even worse.

Christopher pulled out then wiped his cock clean of the mix of her juices and cum in Jamie's hair as she slumped limp onto the table, gasping for air, sobbing, feeling the warm mixture of fluids dribbling out of her sore, ravaged cunt, too weak and ravaged to struggle any longer.

To be continued... ... ...

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"Relax, cher. Now only 2pm. You said we got till 5 plus, right? Long way to go, cher." Siva grinned as he stood up, ready for his turn.

Jamie whimpered, knowing her ordeal was far from over.

Siva grinned, running his hands over Jamie's sweat-glazed body, a soft whimper escaping her lips as his hands stroked her slowly, running over her breasts then down to her hips as he grabbed her and violently turned her over on the teacher's table. Jamie gasped, the air knocked out of her as her breasts were pressed into the wood of the table, bent over facedown with Siva kicking her legs apart and pulling on her wrists to make her arch her back, Jamie's wrists already sore and red from struggling against the cable ties.

"Please...just let me go...I'll leave all of you alone alright? I won't tell anyone...just...just let me go..." Jamie pleaded, tears still streaming down her lovely face, now smeared with a mess of her makeup and cum. Siva ignored Jamie, pulling out his erect cock and stroking it against her slit slowly and enjoying her tensing and squirming as she felt the hard shaft touching her again, her fourth cock for the day already.

"Eh, Ben, you want to be the first in her mouth? I always wanted to see Miss Hong kena double-fucked leh!" Siva called. Ben stood up and walked over to Jamie while unzipping his pants, pushing his cock into her face and laughing at her humiliated expression as she closed her eyes and mouth, not wanting to suck him off.

"Open leh, don't shy ah cher. You might like it!" Ben taunted, bouncing his shaft off Jamie's face then using it to slap her pretty cheeks. Jamie winced, the feel of Ben's cock slapping against her face actually surprisingly painful, not to mention extremely shameful. The other boys laughed, making sure to record the sight of Jamie being cock-slapped for their collection. After a few more slaps Ben got bored and pinched Jamie's nose shut, forcing her to open her mouth to breathe and shoving his cock in as she gasped for air.

Jamie choked as the hard shaft went all the way down her throat, Ben pushing her head down till her nose was buried in his pubic hair and his cock hit the back of her throat, making her gag and splutter. Jamie desperately pushed her teeth behind her lips, not wanting to anger Ben by letting her teeth graze his cock, fighting the urge to choke. Ben ran his hands through Jamie's hair, the cum stains from earlier in sharp contrast to her black hair highlighted with light brown, then gripped hard on her head and began to fuck her face hard, using Jamie's mouth like he would use a cunt.

The boys cheered as the sound of Jamie gagging and coughing filled the room, Ben's brutal face-fucking making her feel like throwing up with each hard thrust of his cock into her mouth. The feeling was completely new and utterly humiliating for Jamie. Oral sex was something that she had always reserved as a special treat for her boyfriend and when they did it she was allowed to do it at her own pace. Her boyfriend would make sure to wash himself before she started and would talk to her nicely, telling her how much he loved her and her effort. This was completely different. Ben was unwashed and sweaty, the taste making Jamie gag, and instead of gently holding her head he was gripping it hard and slamming into her mouth mercilessly while grunting things like "Take that, bitch." and "Yeah, you like that you fucking slut, don't you?".

Her ordeal was soon intensified as Siva grabbed her hips then slammed his cock into her hard, fucking Jamie's sore cunt without any mercy, making her sob from the degrading feeling of being used by two different cocks at the same time. The other boys stood around laughing at the sight of Jamie being spit-roasted, with Ben and Siva coordinating their movements so that when one pulled out the other slammed into her. Jamie was caught between the two of them as they high-fived each other while laughing from the thrill of being able to double-penetrate a pretty girl, and to make it even more "shiok", a pretty girl that happened to be their teacher. Ben began pistoning faster and harder, turning Jamie's "No, no, no" into "Ghkk, khkk, nghkkk" as he slammed his cock all the way down again then held her head in place and filled her mouth with his cum.

"Swallow or I won't pull out." Ben ordered. Jamie forced herself to choke down the mouthful of cum, fighting the feeling of wanting to throw up at the taste as the warm, slimy fluid slid down her throat. A muffled whimper escaped her lips as she felt Siva push deep into her and stay in place as well, filling her with another load of cum even as she forced herself to swallow one.

Both boys grinned as they posed for a picture while balls-deep in their teacher, then pulled out and wiped themselves clean with the shreds of Jamie's clothes, leaving her to collapse back onto the table sobbing with shame, completely worn out, with cum dribbling down her legs from the marathon fucking. Actual penetrative sex was a rare indulgence for Jamie with the busy schedules of her and her boyfriend, and to go from having it once a month to suddenly having five different cocks within less than a couple of hours was completely exhausting, even with her fitness from her nightly runs.

Jamie closed her eyes and tried to catch her breath, her mind a complete blank and still in shock from the entire experience. All she wanted was to curl up and cry and forget what had happened.

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But the boys had other plans and there was still time for them to play with their new toy. As Jamie sobbed quietly to herself, she was snapped out of her self-pitying by a sharp smack on her ass followed by being pulled to her feet by Chris dragging on her hair.

"Get up, bitch. While we're taking a break, I want to see a show. You can help us to get hard again." Chris held out his hand, as Malek passed the scissors to him. "Don't even think about running away or trying to fight back, because you're still trapped in here and I don't mind beating you up. You're not the first girl I've had my way with." Jamie nodded at the threat, still crying, knowing she was defeated as Chris cut the cable ties off and let her hands free from behind her back. Chris tossed the scissors onto the table then dragged Jamie to the whiteboard and pushed her so that she was sitting on the floor below it while leaning against the wall.

"Alright, cher, we liked your performance when you sang during Teacher's Day, but I think now it's time for a different performance. Play with yourself."

"Wh...what? No...please...anything but that." Jamie begged, not wanting to further degrade herself, desperately trying to salvage what little dignity she had left.

"You better fucking get yourself off for us to watch now or you won't enjoy it."

"Please, boys, haven't you had enough already? Just let me go, I won't tell anyone I swear-AHH! NO! PLEASE! STOP! I'LL DO IT! STOP!" Jamie began screaming, a sharp crack echoing through the room followed by several other loud smacks as Sean began using a long wooden ruler to beat her, aiming the ruler at her breasts and smacking them hard.

"Plenty more where that came from, cher. Do it."

Jamie nodded, sobbing uncontrollably again as she threw the last scraps of her dignity away and pushed her fingers into her cum-filled cunt, trying to finger herself but failing miserably and stopping within a few seconds, unable to make herself perform so shamefully for her rapists.

"Are you really going to stop? Fine..." Jamie's screams began filling the room again as Sean mercilessly began beating her with the ruler, viciously aiming it at her breasts to inflict maximum pain.

"MAKE IT STOP! PLEASE! JUST...JUST...I'LL DO IT! I'M DOING IT! I'M DOING IT! I'm..just stop..." Jamie frantically pushed her fingers into herself, one hand rubbing her breasts while the other hand dipped into her cunt and rubbed on her clit even while she was being beaten, the beating finally stopping as she began to play with herself more and more. The boys laughed, watching Jamie's face flushed red with an expression of utter shame as she performed something deeply intimate for them, violating herself for their entertainment.

"Oh and Miss Hong ah, if you don't finish, we'll beat you again. Finishing your assignments is important, you know?" Ben mocked, making the other boys laugh as Jamie whimpered, unable to even find any enjoyment in the forced masturbation. Despite her best attempts to turn herself on by playing with her sore nipples and rubbing on her clit, the fact that she was being forced to perform it for five people who had just raped her was enough of a turnoff that her efforts were completely useless. However, whenever Jamie began to slow down or display reluctance, Sean would flick her breasts or tap on them with the ruler to keep her going. Jamie finally managed to force herself into a state of arousal by recalling memories of her time with her boyfriend, which helped her to get turned on just enough to bring herself to a short climax, the boys enjoying the sight as the last few shreds of Jamie's dignity were thrown away while she began gasping and moaning with her forced orgasm.

"Wah, I like the performance cher. Best performance ever. You can give it to me anytime." Malek grinned as Jamie fell limp again, gasping for breath, unable to comprehend what she had just done. Even though she was forced, getting herself to an orgasm in front of them had just made her a willing participant of her own rape and that made her feel even worse than she already did. To make things worse for her, Jamie was pulled to her feet again and dragged over to Ben who was seated on a chair, ready for Jamie to ride his cock.

"Alright cher, your hands are free so it's time to ride me and..." Ben tilted his head to indicate Sean and Chris, standing on either side of her. "Suck both of them off. If you don't know how to, you'd better learn fast or those nice tits of yours are going to hurt again."

Jamie let out a stifled sob as she placed a hand on each of their shafts, then began stroking them. Ben twisted her nipples, making her wince and let out a short, sharp gasp, with him only letting go when she began to ride him, her cunt now extremely sore from what was her fifth fucking for the day. As she forced herself to move up and down on Ben's cock, Sean and Chris began pushing Jamie's head around like they were passing a ball, letting her suck on each of their shafts for a while before passing her to the other. Jamie forced herself to continue stroking and jerking the other cock off while she sucked on one, alternating between them like some cheap porn star, her mind now completely blank in an attempt to displace what was happening to her from her mind.

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This routine went on for a while, with the three boys enjoying Jamie's efforts, along with the sound of her tortured gasps and moans filling the room and the wet sounds of her cunt and face being fucked. In fact, things were almost starting to calm down with Jamie settling into another haze and blanking out her mind to the fucking. Blanking out, until she felt the hard shaft of Malek pressing against her asshole.

"No...no...what are you doing-NOT THERE! NO! NYARRGGGHHHH!" Jamie screamed at the top of her voice, Ben grinning as he felt her cunt clenching around his cock harder while Malek slowly pushed the tip of his cock into his asshole, spitting on his cock to try and lube it up. Jamie's eyes began rolling back from the agony as he worked his shaft into her bit by bit, pushing it deeper and deeper until it was all the way into her, Jamie's tears now streaming down her face again from the sheer agony of being fucked up the ass for the first time. She had never tried anal in her life and had never intended to, and the feel of having her first assfucking was more than she could take. As Malek and Ben began to alternate pushing their cocks into Jamie, Sean and Chris continued to take turns fucking her face with Jamie now completely stuffed in every hole and pushed way beyond her limits. Taking three cocks in her while being forced to jerk another one off was something that she had never in her wildest dreams imagined would happen, yet it was happening, with her purity and innocence stripped from her within the span of two short hurs along with her clothes and her dignity.

Sean was the first to finish again, pushing Jamie's head down onto his cock and making her swallow his cum while she continued to jerk Chris off. She forced herself to swallow the sticky mouthful with a weak whimper, unable to protest any longer at her brutal treatment. As Sean pulled out and turned her head to face Chris, he finished all over Jamie's face, splattering more of his cum over her lovely features and adding to the mess all over it.

"That's right, cher, you look so pretty now like that!" Chris mocked, forcing Jamie to suck him clean then wiping his shaft dry on her panties. However, any thoughts regarding that comment were slammed out of her mind as Malek began fucking her faster and harder in her ass, Jamie beginning to scream and cry from the pain all the way right up till he slammed deep into her then finished inside her, letting her feel the sensation of more warm cum filling up her other hole. To make it even worser for her, Jamie was then forced to suck Malek's cock clean as well, her initial refusal to take a cock right from her ass to her mouth soon turned into obedience by another beating with the ruler.

Siva stepped up next, forcing Jamie to suck him off while she continued to ride Ben. Ben pulled her down and came in her, then left his cock deep inside her while she continued to suck Siva's cock, letting Jamie feel filled up by his shaft, the sensation uncomfortable and humiliating for her. With Siva being the last in the room to enjoy Jamie's efforts, he made sure that she knew what she was doing by taking his time to slowly play with her hair and whisper crude insults to her.

"That's the way, Miss Hong, look at how much you've improved? See? You're such a good cocksucker. You should do this for me all the time. I bet you love it, you slut, just that you don't want to admit it. That's right, do it for me like you do it for your boyfriend, I bet you'll never be able to suck his cock again without thinking of us." Siva taunted, grabbing Jamie's head and pushing it down onto his shaft then finishing in her mouth.

"Swallow it, then tell me that you love it."

Jamie forced herself to choke the last mouthful down, then opened her mouth to show it was empty before forcing herself to choke out the slutty words.

"I...I love your cum...thank you..." Jamie sobbed.

Siva stepped back, allowing Jamie to collapse into a shaking mess on the floor, her naked body now covered in sweat, with cum leaking out of her ass and cunt and covering her face and hair. Jamie sobbed uncontrollably as the boys surrounded her and snapped more pictures while Chris scrolled through her handphone.

"Please...just let me go boys...don't...don't do this any longer...I beg you..." Jamie pleaded, unable to take any more.

"It's almost over, cher. Or is it? Get the fuck up and kneel." Sean ordered, using the ruler to slap Jamie's ass. Jamie forced herself to get up into a kneeling position as Siva rummaged through her wallet, the boys pushing her around and getting her into the proper pose. Jamie was made to kneel with her hands behind her back and her knees open to show her pussy still dribbling cum, with her hair pulled back and tied into a rough ponytail using a piece of masking tape, making sure that her face was visible for the camera. Ben added the finishing touch by placing Jamie's NRIC and Civil Service Card on her breasts, making sure they were visible as the boys snapped more photos.

"Okay cher, listen up. We've got all these photos and the numbers of your boyfriend, your parents, your family, and in the picture that you're posing for now, everyone can see your just-fucked slut face and your fucking IC and teacher card. So...you tell anyone about what happened today, we'll make sure you become fucking famous. Got it?"

Jamie nodded, sobbing.

"I said, got it, bitch?" Chris snapped.

"Ye...yes...please...please don't spread anything...please don't show anyone..."

"Oh, relax, it's all for our private collection. We won't let anyone share you. But from today..." Malek laughed, stroking Jamie's face then wiping his hand in her hair.

"From today, you're our personal whore, cher, and from now on we're going to be the ones teaching you instead. If you ever dare tell anyone or disobey, prepare to be the most famous pornstar that this country has ever had. Teacher gangbang porn, confirm people find shiok." He laughed. "Now lick the cum off the floor, you fucking slut." Malek ordered with a light slap to Jamie's face.

Jamie forced herself to lick the small puddle of cum that had dripped out of her cunt onto the floor, gagging at the taste of floor and cum, but fearing more punishment if she disobeyed.

"Alright Miss Hong, good lesson today. We'll be in contact for your remedial lessons soon." Siva laughed as he tossed the shreds of Jamie's clothes to her. "Wipe yourself up and lock up. And..." He threw her one of his PE shirts and shorts.

"You can wear these back to the office. Enjoy your day cher." The boys laughed, dropping the key into Jamie's lap as she collapsed against the wall, clutching her ruined clothes and lingerie and starting to sob harder, finally breaking down from the shock of her intense rape. As the door slammed shut Jamie curled up on the cold floor, whimpering, still covered in cum.

It would take her till 7pm to finally recover and wipe herself clean with her torn clothing before putting on the sweaty PE uniform and sneaking to the staff toilet to wash up. No amount of showers would make her feel clean enough and unknown to her, the boys still had more plans for her.

Jamie was about to embark upon a second career as a personal fuck-toy to a group of juvenile delinquents, and she would not enjoy it at all.

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Cheryl opened her eyes groggily, coming to her senses slowly, as she tried to look around her, with her head still spinning. It had been a long day at school with common tests and then an intense dance practise session at CCA all afternoon, and the last thing she remembered was leaving her bag with a friend, walking to the toilet, and then...blackness, right until now. As she began trying to move, Cheryl jerked upright, becoming aware of her situation, her eyes widening with shock at the realisation. She would have screamed if not for the rag tied around her mouth to keep her quiet, because as her eyes widened and she struggled futilely, Cheryl took in the situation: her hands were tied above her head to some sort of bar, and her legs were held open, tied to large gym dumbbells, preventing her from closing them. Other than that, the room was still dark, leaving her unable to see much. As Cheryl began squirming, the lights came on, revealing that she was back in the dance studio, with two of her classmates and...

As Cheryl noticed the last person in the studio, she began struggling even more violently, her movements restricted, muffled screams coming from behind her gag.

"NNNTTKKK! NNNNNN! WHHTTTSS GGNGGG NNNN!" Cheryl screamed into the rag, trashing about, as her classmates stepped towards her,o sinister grins on their faces.

"Looks like she's awake." Eric leered at Cheryl, enjoying her expression of shock and fear, as he squatted down next to her, cupping her jaw with one hand and turning her head to face him. "Relax, you can scream all you like, but everyone's gone home for the weekend so it's just you...and us...and your lovely girlfriend over there." He indicated with a jerk of his hand at the limp figure hanging behind him facing Cheryl. Hanging from the ceiling by her wrists suspended just enough to be on tiptoe, was another girl, wearing the singlet and fbts of the school's Netball team, the white cloth contrasting with her milk chocolate skin as Kenneth ran his hands over it, enjoying the feel of another girl helpless, her body all open for him.

"Who would have known? The school's most popular girl, the biggest cocktease in school, turning down all those guys, because she was actually a pussy-loving les? And of all girls, Atiqah? No wonder she was so fierce in chasing us away when we tried to chat you up. Well, not so feisty now, are you?" Kenneth taunted, as he slid his hand into Atiqah's blouse, pinching her nipples, making her whimper behind her gag. As she struggled, he reached up to her mouth and pulled out the cloth. Atiqah immediately spat into Kenneth's face, then continued struggling, determined not to show any weakness.

"You fucking...bastards...puki mak...untie me if you have any balls, go on, I'll rip your koneks off and feed them to dogs, you goddamn cheebais-MMPPHHH!" Atiqah's cursing was silenced as Kenneth calmly wiped her spit off his face, then pushed the gag back into her mouth.

"You've always been nice and fierce. It'll be a pleasure to teach you what's your place today, bitch." Kenneth smirked as he slapped Atiqah's ass, making her struggle, more muffled curses coming from behind the gag. "Maybe you won't be so fierce when you watch what's about to happen to your sayang. Eric, have some fun."

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As Atiqah began trashing violently, protesting behind the gag, Eric squatted down again next to Cheryl, enjoying her look of sheer terror. He began undoing her school blouse, as Cheryl began squirming, and both girls began screaming, Atiqah in anger, and Cheryl in fear and shame. Eric pulled the white fabric open then casually snapped her bra in half, the cloth-covered cups hanging down on both sides of her body, revealing her small, but perky breasts. Eric cupped the firm, rounded mounds, laughing at Cheryl's eyes, now welling with tears as he slowly slid his hands down over her body and unzipped her skirt, then ripped it open, letting the cloth fall on both sides of her wide open legs, finally pausing his hands at Cheryl's panties, the light green cloth highlighting her creamy pale skin nicely.



"Well, Atiqah? Nothing to say now?" Eric taunted, enjoying the look of rage and fear in Atiqah's eyes, as he slipped his fingers into the elastic, then with one hard tug, ripped it off, leaving Cheryl completely exposed, the remnants of her uniform hanging off her. "Ooh, looks like she waxes. Nice and smooth." Eric laughed, as he ran his fingers along Cheryl's slit, making her jerk about violently, fighting back tears, feeling his fingers where no man had ever touched her before.

"Oh, looks like she doesn't like it. Well, Atiqah? Looks like you're no longer the only person to feel that nice, smooth cunt, right? I bet Eric's the first man who got to touch her. Well, too bad. You two girls shouldn't waste your bodies on each other, not when you can be pleasing men..." Kenneth chuckled, as he snapped a few photos of Cheryl's pitiful state, relishing Atiqah's enraged struggles, completely in vain. As Atiqah squirmed, Kenneth undid the rope, letting her crash to the floor, with a muffled grunt of pain as she landed on her knees painfully.

"Don't be so depressed, Atiqah. You'll still get to have Cheryl's pussy after this. In fact, you'll get to have it right now." Kenneth smirked, as Cheryl's eyes widened, realising what was about to happen. "Go on, eat her out. Show us how you two please each other. Put on a little show for us, like how you two keep each other pleasured." Kenneth ordered, as he pulled the gag out of Atiqah's mouth, then kicked her back lightly, making her fall on all fours with her face in between Cheryl's legs.

"Never." Atiqah growled. "Not for you bastards. I'm not turning what we have into a cheap show for you-NGHH!" Atiqah groaned, as Kenneth pulled down her fbts and panties, letting Eric lash his belt across her firm ass, leaving a red welt behind.

"Oh, you're not doing it for us. You're doing it for her, in fact. Because..." Kenneth walked over, as Eric stepped back, grinning. "...because if you don't start right now, I'll fuck you. In front of your girlfriend."

"You wouldn't dare." Atiqah hissed, struggling, as Eric planted his foot on her back, keeping her down while Kenneth took off his pants." You wouldn't dare to rape someone, you're just a fucking loser and-NGHHHH!" Atiqah jerked her head back, tears welling in her eyes with pain, as Kenneth thrust his erect shaft into her, dry, laughing at her reaction, while Cheryl screamed into her gag, horrified.

"Ah, always nice to take a virgin." Kenneth laughed, feeling Atiqah clenching around his shaft, involuntarily squeezing at the intrusion. "Your team captain Elaine was just as tight, although I did force her to play with herself first so that she'd be wet...but I think you're fine. Well, your dearest isn't fine though." He nodded at Cheryl, her eyes wide, tears streaming down her face. "Now, eat that bitch or I'll start moving."

"I said...no...means-NGHH! Ngh...ngh...fuck you...fck...nghh..." Atiqah's groans began filling the room, as Kenneth began fucking her slowly, making sure to look at Cheryl as he did so, relishing the tortured look in her eyes. Cheryl began sobbing uncontrollably, closing her eyes, only to receive a tight slap from Eric.

"LOOK AT HER!" Eric yelled, as Cheryl forced herself to open her eyes. "That's right, watch her, watch your darling try and resist...if you close your eyes again, I'll fuck your face and make her watch." He threatened, giving her another tight slap. Cheryl whimpered, as Kenneth grabbed Atiqah's ponytail and yanked her head back forcing Cheryl to look at her agonized face, while she sobbed with anguish, made to watch as her lover was used in front of her. Every memory of Atiqah's firm, warm body was sullied in Cheryl's mind with each thrust, Kenneth grinning at Cheryl's expression, knowing the torment she was going through.

"Look at that, Atiqah. Not so tough now, right? Your dearest Cheryl is having her heart broken, and she's watching as you get your hymen broken. You could stop this, you know, just give us a show, let us watch how you pleasure your slut."

"She's...not a-NGH!" Atiqah's protest was again cut off, as Kenneth slapped her ass again then leaned forward, grabbing her full, round breasts and kneading them while he fucked her hard, making her wince with each hard, vicious squeeze.

"Time's running out, whore. If I cum in you and you still haven't licked her to an orgasm, then I'll make sure she licks me clean, and you'll be watching. And I'll make sure Eric fucks her face while you watch." Kenneth threatened, as Atiqah forced back tears, the dilemma torturing her mind, not wanting to throw away her pride and give in, but at the same time not wanting to see the love of her life defiled in the same manner as her. Atiqah fought back a sob, as she leaned forward, opened her mouth, and slid her tongue across Cheryl's slit, making Cheryl groan.



"No...no dear...please...not in front of them...not like this...don't...don't destroy our...only thing left..." Cheryl groaned, as Atiqah's expert tongue flicked across her smooth labia, sliding up and down the slit then lapping at her clit, Atiqah sobbing as she forced herself to use her best moves on Cheryl, her skills honed from hours after class, and stolen moments alone in corners of the college. What had been a secret act of love between the two was now turned into a show for their captors, as the boys watched Atiqah's performance, laughing at Cheryl's expression of guilt mingled with forced pleasure. Kenneth began thrusting faster into Atiqah, determined to climax first, just to make sure Atiqah was punished for her insolence by losing her challenge, as she licked faster and frantically, trying to force an orgasm from her lover before it was too late.

It was too late!!!

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With his headstart, and with Cheryl's reluctance to throw her dignity away, Kenneth came first, laughing at Cheryl's shocked expression as he slammed deep into Atiqah one final time, and came deep into her, filling her with his warm fluids, where no man had ever finished before. Atiqah slumped limp, sobbing at the knowledge of her failure, as Kenneth pulled out and wiped his rod clean on Cheryl's discarded panties then washed the blood and cum from Atiqah's slit by splashing his water bottle on her, leaving her lying there sobbing.

"Well, looks like you lost, bitch. Congratulations! It'll be the first time sweet, dear Cheryl here gets to taste a man! After all that time licking your cunt, I'm sure she'll enjoy some cock.

"No...no...please..." Atiqah groaned as Eric unzipped his pants, then walked up to Cheryl, bouncing his erect shaft off her face for fun, laughing mockingly as Cheryl squirmed, turning her face away and closing her eyes, yet unable to escape as his hard shaft bounced off her pretty face.

"Oh, don't be so shy, girl. You mean you've never tried it? Well, some say it's an acquired taste, but after all that cunt-licking, I'm sure you'll enjoy it!" Eric taunted, as Cheryl screwed her eyes shut, whimpering.

"No...please..."

"What? Did the bitch just beg?" Kenneth laughed, slapping Atiqah's ass again.

"Please...don't...I'll do anything...just...just leave her alone..." Atiqah sobbed, her resistance crumbling, throwing away the last shred of her dignity as she broke down, pleading. "Please, don't touch her...I'll...let you do anything you like..."

"You don't have to let us, stupid cunt. You're already helpless." Kenneth slapped Atiqah's sore pussy, laughing as she squirmed. "Tell you what. If you..." He pulled her up by her hair back into a kneeling position, her tear-streaked face looking up. "...if you tell the camera how much you love cock, and beg for some cock, maybe we'll leave your dearest alone."

"But...but..." Atiqah's protests were silenced, as Eric began sliding his cock over Cheryl's face, making sure to push it against her closed lips, laughing as she whimpered, not daring to open her mouth.

"Okay, fine...fine! I love cock. Happy? Give me some cock." Atiqah spat, her eyes shining with tears, yet still refusing to give in completely.

"Not sincere enough." Eric grinned as he squatted down next to Cheryl, then began rubbing her slit with a finger, making her squirm and whimper softly. "Go on."

"No...no. Wait! Stop! I love cock! I love cock so much! Give it to me!" Atiqah yelled, pleading.

"Still not sincere enough." Eric smirked, as he began rubbing Cheryl's clit slowly, making her groan, while he slid one finger into her, enjoying her clenching down on the intruder, the first fingers other than Atiqah's to ever enter her. "My, she's tight too. And no hymen! That's why I love gymnasts and dancers, they tear it when they're young, so you get to deflower them later in life without the mess." Eric grinned, as he began fucking Cheryl slowly with her fingers, making her jerk about, moaning and squirming, her face red with shame from being pleasured by a man.

"Last chance, Atiqah..."

"Fine. FINE! I LOVE COCK! I LOVE COCK SO MUCH! I'M GAGGING FOR COCK, I'M A COCK LOVING...COCK LOVING SLUT, MY DREAM IN LIFE IS TO BE...TO BE USED IN ALL MY..MY HO..HOLES BY MEN...GIVE IT TO ME, GIVE IT ALL TO ME, I LOVE DICK SO MUCH-LEAVE HER ALONE PLEASE!" Atiqah screamed, frantically pleading now as Eric began moving faster and faster, Cheryl sobbing at her violation.

"Almost there, but you really shouldn't have added in that last part. You ruined the video...so guess there's no way out for poor, poor Cheryl now." Kenneth laughed as Atiqah's face fell, her pride thrown away in vain, as she began sobbing, struggling as Kenneth dragged her to a chair and tied her in place facing Cheryl, then picked up Cheryl's discarded panties and rammed them into Atiqah's mouth, leaving her screams silenced, while Eric untied Cheryl from her restraints, then dragged her into full view of Atiqah while on her knees, Cheryl turning her head away from the cock in front of her face, sobbing, not wanting to open her eyes or mouth.

"Open it bitch...open it up, be a good girl..." Eric growled, slapping Cheryl's face over and over again, as she kept her mouth firmly closed, crying. "Open, or we rape Atiqah in front of you, and then we'll whip her and you'll watch every moment of it." Eric threatened. Cheryl, knowing she was defeated, opened her mouth slightly, as Eric, impatient, grabbed both her nipples and twisted them hard, making Cheryl open her mouth wide with a scream, a scream that was cut off and muffled then turned into gagging as he let go of her nipples, grabbed both sides of her head and slammed his cock in all the way to the back, hitting the back of her throat as Cheryl choked on his shaft.

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And then, the only sounds left were Atiqah's muffled screaming as she screamed Cheryl's name over and over again into her gag, Kenneth's laughing, and Cheryl's gagging and choking, as Eric grinned, pulling back slightly, ready to fuck Cheryl's pretty, innocent face while her lover watched.

"Beg, and I'll pull out." Eric smirked, as Kenneth pulled out the gag from Atiqah's mouth slightly, letting her pleas fill the room, enjoying the feeling as Cheryl continued to choke on his full length pushed all the way to the back of her throat. For a girl that had never taken a cock in her mouth before, let alone deepthroated one, Cheryl was having her first experience go all the way to the extreme, her pitiful squirming turning the guys on more, as Eric ran his fingers through her hair, while Atiqah looked on with anguish.

"Please...leave Cheryl alone...don't touch her, please, I'll do anything for you guys...anything...just please, pull out, I beg you..." Atiqah sobbed, all traces of her normally tough personality gone now at the sight of her lover's mouth stuffed full. Cheryl began protesting as Eric pulled back slightly, then began pushing his shaft back in again slowly, letting Cheryl's lips slide along the length of his erection.

"Didn't your mom teach you not to talk with your mouth full?" Kenneth grinned, holding up his phone to take a video of Cheryl's facefucking, as Eric pulled back again, then thrust back into Cheryl's mouth hard, repeating the process slowly, making sure to use force with each thrust, as Atiqah screamed herself hoarse into the gag. Kenneth walked over to Atiqah, slapping her every time she closed her eyes or turned away, forcing her to watch Cheryl's violation.

"Look away one more time, and we'll make this way more painful for your girlfriend." Kenneth threatened. "Go on, watch her enjoying her first taste of cock, I bet she's enjoying it more than the taste of your cunt, stupid whore." Kenneth flicked Atiqah's nipples as he spoke, making her groan softly, tears streaming down her face and dripping off her cheeks as she was made to watch each thrust of Eric into Cheryl's mouth, Cheryl whimpering and sobbing while he fucked her face, speeding up and becoming rougher as time went by.

"I'm about to finish." Eric laughed, as he grabbed Cheryl's head harder, slamming her mouth down onto him, Cheryl weakly gasping for air as he pulled out, then pushed her head back down and continued fucking her face. "Atiqah, are you watching this? Why don't you choose where I finish! On your girlfriend's face, or in her mouth?" He grinned cruelly, watching Atiqah's tortured face, forced to decide between two equally humiliating choices for her lover.

"Ah, right, the gag." Kenneth laughed, as he slapped Atiqah's face lightly, then without warning, pushed a finger into her recently-violated pussy. "Squeeze once if you want it in her mouth, or twice if you want it over her face. Go on, decide! Or we'll choose for you." He ordered, curling his finger inside Atiqah, making her squirm as he tapped on her g-spot. Atiqah sobbed, thinking of which choice would be the lesser of two evils, unable to decide. On one hand, she would have to see Cheryl's face covered in Eric's cum, on the other hand, if he forced Cheryl to take it in her mouth and swallow the disgusting fluid...

Atiqah squeezed her pussy twice, whimpering, hoping Cheryl would forgive her for her forced choice, feeling the shame of having to give her answer in such an undignified way.

"Over the face!" Kenneth yelled to Eric, laughing, as Eric began pumping his shaft into Cheryl's mouth faster and faster, getting ready to finish. At the last minute, he pulled out, grabbing Cheryl's hair to stop her from slumping forward, then used one hand to jerk himself off, finishing over her pretty face, spurts of white syrupy fluid spurting over Cheryl, landing in her hair and over her face adding to the mixture of makeup and tears currently smeared all over her lovely features. Atiqah whimpered, looking away only for Kenneth to slap her again across the face.

"Look at that! It's your handiwork. Aren't you proud?" Kenneth taunted, as Atiqah forced herself to look, Cheryl's face now a complete mess.

"Please...just let us go now...we won't say anything...you've had your fun, please let us go..." Atiqah pleaded, unable to bear the sight of Cheryl, still on her knees, leaning foward and retching from the taste of Eric, sobbing uncontrollably as Eric snapped photos of her.

"Don't look so embarrassed Cheryl, these are much more 'glam' photos than what you usually post on instagram! We should put these online too." Eric laughed as he let go of Cheryl, allowing her to collapse onto the floor, sobbing and coughing. "Now, Atiqah, why would we let you go now? We've got all weekend to play...and we've barely begun." He smirked at her, enjoying the look of fear in her eyes as she realised the predicament of their situation.

"Now, while waiting to 'reload', we should probably keep you two busy..." Kenneth mused, as he pulled Atiqah off her chair, then threw her on her back, kicking her legs open. Eric, sensing his intention, dragged Cheryl on top of Atiqah, tying Cheryl's wrists to Atiqah's ankles and vice-versa, leaving them in a 69 position.

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"See, we're being nice. We're letting you two have some time together again!" Kenneth chuckled, picking up a cane and flicking it across Cheryl's ass. "Let's play a game. You two are going to eat each other out. Whoever gets an orgasm first wins. The winner gets to sit out the next round, while the loser gets to suck and fuck while being filmed. That should make sure you two do your best, if you want to spare your darling from another fucking."

"No...please...not this-AGH!" Cheryl screamed, as Kenneth gave her ass a stroke of the cane viciously, silencing her protests. "Saying no won't do you any good, bitch. Either you two get some pussy licking done like the sluts you are, or we start caning both of you." He threatened, giving Cheryl another stroke to make his point, as she yelped, forcing herself to lean forward and give Atiqah's pussy a few licks, tears dripping as she began eating the smoothly waxed slit, feeling Atiqah begin doing the same.

Both girls lapped at each other frantically, trying their best, forced to draw upon all their hours of experience at pleasing each other, trying to get the other girl to climax first and be spared another round of degradation. Atiqah forced herself to shut her mind out, trying to pretend it was just another of their trysts in the school bathrooms, doing her best to make Cheryl come to spare her from being violated. But as much as she tried, the feel of the ropes on her wrists and ankles and the occasional flick of the cane on her body kept her from escaping into her thoughts. It was the same for Cheryl, who tried her best to eat Atiqah out, pressing on her clit with her tongue and pretending it was just another date, but forced back to reality with each casual stroke of the cane on her sore ass.

To her horror, Atiqah began squirming, moaning as Cheryl pushed her closer and closer over the edge, her moans of forced pleasure eliciting cheers from the men as Cheryl, sobbing uncontrollably, gave Atiqah her best effort, pushing Atiqah to the point of orgasm. Atiqah began sobbing again as she felt herself spray into Cheryl's face with her climax, as Cheryl slumped forward, crying, knowing what was next for her.

"No...why...why, Cheryl, why?!" Atiqah screamed, as the men untied them, Kenneth dragging her to the bar in front of the mirrors and handcuffing her in place, forcing her to watch as Cheryl's wrists were tied behind her back. "I...those bastards already violated me! I could have taken it! Why?!" Atiqah sobbed, until Kenneth shoved her ragged panties back into her mouth, keeping her quiet.

"I...I don't want you to take any more...please dearest...just let me do it..." Cheryl sobbed as Eric leaned back against the wall, making sure Atiqah could see them, as Kenneth pushed Cheryl into a half-squatting position, using her hands tied behind her as support, her virgin slit just touching the tip of Eric's erection, Cheryl shuddering in disgust as she felt the first cock ever to touch her.

"Well, looks like you lost. Or should I say, won? Because unlike Atiqah..." Eric grinned. "You're going to beg to give me your virginity, and you're going to do all the work. You're going to ride me, and suck Kenneth off, and you're going to make yourself enjoy it. Time to start being straight for once, and learn what you lesbian bitches have been missing out on." He sneered, as Cheryl nodded, fighting the urge to beg for mercy, forcing herself to endure for Atiqah's sake, her muffled screams still filling the room as Kenneth set up the video camera to film the scene, then stood next to Cheryl, bouncing his hard shaft off her face for fun.

"You tasted Eric, now it's time to taste me. And like he said, this time you do all the work bitch. Go on, do a little begging, the camera's running" Kenneth leered, as Cheryl forced herself to keep her eyes open, not wanting to give the guys any excuse to make her torment worse.

"May...may I...have...have s-s-se...sex with you?" Cheryl mumbled, the guys laughing mockingly at her shaking voice.

"Oh come on, is that the best you can do? Top of the Dean's list, top of the honor roll for GP and a scholarship holder as well, I'm sure you can think of much more interesting words than that! Or shall we let Atiqah show you how she begs?" Kenneth threatened, giving Cheryl a vicious backhand slap, making her yelp with the shock, Atiqah's muffled screams continuing to fill the room. "And if you don't shut up, fuckingminah bitch, I'll make sure we upload this to Cheryl's insta right now. And maybe yours as well." Eric grinned, enjoying the sight of Cheryl fighting to stay in her half-kneeling position, trying her best not to touch his erection.

"Last chance, Cheryl."

"I...please...please let me...be...be your..."



"Oh for fuck's sakes, do we have to teach you everything, girl? Are you that innocent? Don't try and bullshit your way out." Kenneth hissed, slapping her again, as she screamed with the impact. "Never mind, you'll repeat after me. And because you're that fucking useless, you'll do it with a smile this time or we'll whip Atiqah and make you watch."

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"Come on, smile for the camera...and repeat after me." Eric ordered, as Cheryl, fighting back tears, nodded, forcing a smile to her tear-streaked face.

"You want to fuck us, and be our little slut, our fucktoy. Say it."

"I...I want to...f...f-f-fuck you...and be your little slut...your...your...fuck...toy..." Cheryl whimpered, feeling her face burning with each word.

"You want to suck and fuck us like the cheap whore you are, and get used by us because that's all you're good for." Kenneth quipped, smirking at Atiqah, still squirming but not daring to scream for fear of punishment.

"Oh...oh god...I...I want to...to suck and f-f...fuck you...guys...like the cheap whore...I am...and I want to be used...because...because that's...all I'm good for..." Cheryl sobbed, choking each line out, as Kenneth zoomed the camera onto her humiliated expression, her forced smile making it worse for her.

"Don't worry, we'll edit this later so it looks like you're being a complete whore. Which you are. Now...go on. Time for you to feel your first cock ever."

Cheryl burst into tears, unable to follow through with her orders, as the guys watched, waiting for her to get over it. After 5 minutes of Cheryl's uncontrollable sobbing as she struggled not to lose balance and let her slit touch the tip of Eric's cock, Kenneth groaned, exasperated, as he picked up the cane and strode over to Atiqah, then savagely lashed the cane across her breasts, making Atiqah scream from the sudden pain.

"Do you-" THWACK "Want to-" THWACK "Fuck him-" THWACK "Or should I just-" THWACK "Continue doing this?" Kenneth growled, punctuating every few words with a vicious stroke of the cane to Atiqah's badly bruised chest, making sure to aim for her swollen, bruised nipples, Atiqah screaming every time the cane landed on her.

"NOOO! ATIQAH! PLEASE! STOP! I'LL...I'LL...OKAY WAIT I'LL-NGGHHHH! NGHH NO PLEASE IT'S TOO BIG!" Cheryl screamed, as Eric, exasperated, grabbed Cheryl's hips and slammed her down onto his shaft, pushing past her virginity, enjoying the feeling as her tight, pure cunt squeezed around him.

"There, I solved your dilemma. Now fuck it like the slut you are, learn to love some cock or I'll make Atiqah do it." Eric growled, slapping Cheryl's ass a few times to make her move. Cheryl, biting her tongue to fight back a scream, began forcing herself to move up and down on the large shaft invading her, feeling the new sensation of having something...warm inside her? Cheryl was no stranger to putting things into her, having used vibrators when playing together with Atiqah, but to have a man inside her...was disgusting, yet new.

As Cheryl rode, her face became flushed, her body slowly beginning to respond to the forced stimulation. Eric noticed, as Kenneth stepped up to Cheryl, filming her humiliated face. "That's right, go on, ride it like the slut you are, love that cock cmon!" Kenneth chortled, as Cheryl fought to suppress a moan, not wanting to believe that she could feel pleasure from something this shameful. Atiqah's muffled screams began filling the room again as Cheryl, unable to contain herself, began giving soft moans while she continued riding Eric's cock, tears streaming down her face, unable to stop for fear of getting Atiqah punished, yet wanting to stop before the ultimate humiliation of reaching a climax from a man.

"Oh, I'll solve the dilemma for you. Here, suck! Then your lovely girlfriend won't have to hear you moaning like the dirty cock-loving whore you are." Kenneth grinned, pushing his cock into Cheryl's face. Cheryl sobbed as she took his cock in one hand and began sucking on it in her amateur, inexperienced way, Kenneth enjoying the look of Cheryl, once proud and elegant, now reduced to a cheap toy for them to use as they saw fit. As Cheryl sucked on Kenneth, fighting the urge to throw up from the taste, she began feeling a growing warmth between her legs, to her horror, as she approached an orgasm, unable to stop her own body from its natural instincts.

"That's right, go on bitch, come for us!" Eric laughed, grabbing Cheryl's nipples and twisting them hard, Cheryl's screams muffled by the cock in her mouth, not daring to move her teeth for fear of angering the guys. "Faster!" He slapped her ass, making Cheryl move faster, as Kenneth pulled out, letting her reluctant moans fill the room.

"You see, Atiqah? Your darling has learnt how to love cock. That's how it should be." Kenneth taunted, enjoying the look on Atiqah's face of mingled betrayal, guilt and anger. "Go on bitch, ride him faster, go ahead and come!" He ordered, slapping Cheryl, as she whimpered, feeling her climax approaching, until she arched her back, clenching her teeth, gasping and groaning as the orgasm hit her, Cheryl's eyes rolling back from the intensity of it, her first ever orgasm caused by a male, feeling Eric begin to finish inside her at the same time, the warm spurts of cum feeling even worser to Cheryl now that it was inside her, and not her mouth. Eric grinned, pulling Cheryl down so his shaft went all the way into her, then kept her in place.

"One last thing. Suck me off, stupid cunt. You forgot that." Kenneth snapped, enjoying Atiqah's expression, every second of it, as he stepped over to Cheryl and pushed his cock against her lips, feeling her lips part and wrap around him, unwillingly but also inevitably. Cheryl, fighting not to think of what had just happened, began to suck on him again, whimpering, her face now a mess of makeup, tears and cum.

"I should take a picture of this now, you with a cock in your mouth and your face all messed up, and put it next to a picture of you looking at your most atas, maybe that picture from the time when you girls went for that formal dinner. People might pay to see that." Kenneth grinned, as Cheryl sobbed, forcing herself to suck on him as best as she can, feeling Eric begin to harden inside her pussy again, his cock still buried deep in her.

"You're still crap at sucking cock. Nevermind, we can always teach you." Eric laughed, as Kenneth, bored with Cheryl's amateur efforts, grabbed her head and began to fuck her face, Cheryl trying to push him away ineffectively, her hands pushing against Kenneth's legs as he slammed her down onto his cock, choking her, the spluttering and gagging sounds filling the room, Atiqah still sobbing wearily as she watched her lover being degraded. Kenneth slammed a few times into Cheryl's mouth, then pulled out and began jerking himself to a finish, spurting his cum over her face, adding a fresh coat to the layer of bodily fluids already all over Cheryl's pretty face.

"Now that's the kind of look you deserve." Kenneth chuckled, snapping more pictures, as Eric finally let go of Cheryl. "Stand up, bitch." Cheryl stood up, feeling the mix of cum and her juices begin to run down her slim thighs, sobbing uncontrollably as Kenneth dragged her back to the dance mirror and handcuffed her in place next to Atiqah.

"You see, bitch? You girls are made for pleasing cock...and that's what you'll be learning this weekend. We have plenty of time, and the night is still young..." Eric grinned, jingling the keys to the dance studio in one hand. "Kenneth! Get dressed. Let's go get some food, we'll come back later and train Atiqah." He called, pushing a rag into Cheryl's mouth, stifling her whimpering, as Kenneth snapped a few more photos for the fun of it, then grabbed his wallet.

"We'll be back in a while, we're going to the shop across the road. Maybe we'll get some fun stuff too...I hear the wet market sells vegetables like cucumbers and brinjals in the morning?" Eric taunted, as the two guys turned, laughing, flicking off the lights and locking the door, leaving Atiqah and Cheryl handcuffed to the bar, naked, covered in all sorts of fluids, and whimpering, both in shame and from fear at what would happen once the guys returned.

It was going to be a long weekend.

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Alexis

Oh fuck this really hurts.

That thought flashes through my mind, as Clara, grinning, tugs on the thin chains connecting my nipple clamps to the leather collar around my neck, laughing as I whimper, my mind still active, but my body already beyond the point where I can fight back. I'm lying on Judith's kitchen table, flat on my back, with my legs pulled into a perfect split and tied open that way and my head inclined backwards. I vaguely realise that someone is fucking my mouth and I'm gagging and retching, and I can feel someone using my pussy, but other than that, it's really just a haze of pain and exhaustion.

It's been 24 hours already. I think to myself. Is it Sunday already? I don't know. It's not like I can look at a clock while they're busy using me. Steph and I showed up at Judith's doorstep and stripped down to our underwear. She and Clara made us make out with each other and remove each others bras while they filmed it in the corridor. Then they let us in, and I wanted to sit down and both cry and laugh from the ridiculous sight of nearly 10 guys sitting around in her living room, waiting to use us.

I can hear Steph screaming and sobbing from the next room, pleading for mercy, apologising to Judith as the sound of a cane swishing through the air and landing on her body repeats over and over again. I vaguely try and wonder: How do the neighbours never complain about all the noise?, as I feel the cock in my mouth jerk, then feel the warm, sticky spurts of cum fill my mouth again. I reflexively swallow, gagging a little on the taste which I still haven't really gotten used to. Or actually, I'm very used to the taste of cum, but I'm not liking it. And obviously never will. The man slaps my face with his cock, laughing as I lick him clean, feeling dirty, feeling like a total whore for being so subservient, but what choice do I have, really? I feel the other man slam faster and faster into me, then pull out and spurt his load all over my body, laughing as I grimace, feeling the warm fluid splatter over my abs.

Clara grins, as she steps up to me, holding a pack of hotdogs from the fridge. "Hungry, Alexis? Remember that meal you earned earlier? It'll be the first time you've eaten since Saturday night." She giggles. I nod, trying not to show just how hungry I am, but I really am starving. I've been eating nothing but cum since I showed up for this, and when you take that together with the intense workout of getting fucked over and over again, it's no wonder how I manage to stay slim and keep in shape.

I'd prefer to stick to sports, though, when it comes to fitness.

"Beg."

"Please?" I force myself to mutter.

"Louderrrrrrr." Clara giggles.

"PLEASE! CAN I HAVE FOOD! I BEG YOU!" I yell, exasperated.

"Ooh, talking back. That's a punishment for you. But you've earned a bite. Here, let me warm it up for you." Clara grins. Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck nonononono- I wince, as Clara shoves the cold hotdog right into my pussy, the cold temperature providing a tiny bit of relief from the soreness of getting fucked over and over again, but ultimately turning unbearable, as I squirm about, realising how goddamn ridiculous it must look, a girl tied down naked on a table with a hotdog up her fucking pussy. Clara picks up a slice of bread, then uses it to wipe the cum off my body, laughing at me as I squirm about more. She then rolls the cum-soaked piece of bread up and pushes it towards my mouth.

"Here, bitch. Time to eat." She laughs, as she forces me to lift my head up and snap at the bread, eating it bite by bite, the sharp taste of cum making me grimace as I swallow the bread, grateful for some food at least. She then pulls the cum-coated hotdog out of my pussy and makes me suck it clean first, before repeating the same humiliating way of feeding me. But it's the first meal in hours, so I'm not complaining.

Another two guys get up and walk towards me and I tense, expecting what's about to happen. As they take their places and begin to enter me, I hear Steph screaming at the top of her voice suddenly.

"NO! NO! NOOO! PLEASE! ANYTHING BUT THAT...ANYTHING...PLEASE!"

Pushing her screams to the back of my head, I open my mouth, and let the next guy slide his cock in, as the other man slides his cock into my pussy and they both begin fucking me again.

Steph

"NO! PLEASE! PLEASE...PLEASE JUDITH..."

"DID YOU CALL ME BY MY NAME?!" She screams, slapping me across the face.

"NO! PLEASE...PLEASE MISTRESS...MA'AM...PLEASE...DON'T DO IT...." I plead, sobbing, as Judith slaps me again, then holds her phone up above my head.

"It's either him or your parents. You choose, bitch. This is your punishment." She grins viciously at me, enjoying the sight of me completely broken down. On my knees, naked, hands tied behind me, covered in whip marks. She took me into her room after making me suck off some of the guys, and spent the entire night personally torturing me. But even with all the physical agony, nothing can be compared to...to this.

"Please...I...I can't afford to...I'll never...I'll do anything you want...please ma'am..." I whimper, as Judith grabs both my nipples and twists hard, pulling upwards, trying to lift me up with them.

"ARGHGHGRHHHGHH! AHHHHH! PLEASE IT HURTS! IT HURTS!"

"Give me his number, or I'll make it hurt worse." Judith snarls, her face close to mine, as she lets go and I fall limp back onto my knees, sobbing even more.

"I...I can't..."

"Can't or won't? I have your parents' number, I'll just dial them now..." Judith begins punching numbers into her phone, and that finally breaks my feeble resistance.

"NO! NO! FINE! PLEASE DON'T...PLEASE..." I scream, sobbing harder. "His number...his number is...94..56..3445.." I whimper, feeling my entire world begin to crumble around me as I give her the number.

Judith dials the numbers into her handphone one by one, letting me look, enjoying my completely broken look as she presses "call", selecting FaceTime.

"Hello? Is this Martin? I'm Judith. I think your girlfriend has something to tell you about." Judith grins, as she uses one hand to push my face in between her legs, then lets the camera pan down to show both of us naked, with my face in between her legs.

"Your girlfriend has discovered that she's lesbian. Oh, and in fact, she discovered that a few months back and was with me secretly, but today she's decided to let you know. And she's dumping you too. Isn't that right, Steph?" Judith smiles sweetly, her grip on the back of my head pressing harder, letting me know that if I screw this up, if I say the wrong thing, she'll make my life a living hell.

And so I go along with her punishment, and end the one thing that was keeping me happy outside this.

"Yes...it's true Martin...I'm tired of you...you never...never did make me feel as good as she did...so...so that's it." I force my voice to stay calm, my heart crumbling to dust inside me, as I end my relationship with my face pressed into another girl's pussy. Judith giggles, as she blows a fake kiss towards the screen and ends the call.

"I bet your stupid boyfriend, oh wait, ex-boyfriend can't decide whether to cry from getting dumped, or whether to go and jerk himself off till his cock is sore from getting that little 5 minute show of his girlfriend eating another girl out." Judith sneers, as she slaps the back of my head. "And now, the fun continues."

I feel Judith pulling me up and attaching the handcuffs that hold my wrists behind my back to a chain that goes to a loop on her ceiling, then strapping my legs into a spreader bar, leaving me bent over on tiptoe with my hands high behind me in the air, an extremely uncomfortable position. I continue sobbing and crying, the floodgates of tears truly open now. Because no matter what physical pain she may inflict on me now, nothing compares to having been forced to dump your boyfriend over the phone by acting lesbian and pretending that you cheated on him with another girl. The fact that I'm now an enforced single doesn't really sink in though, because there are more...immediate distractions. Judith picks up a leather belt from the floor, and lashes it across my ass again, making me scream.

"Yeah, that's right. I heard you're the star of the college, right? The lead dancer? Time for you to dance for me." She taunts, as she begins mercilessly whipping me all over, the pain making me whimper and sob, screaming out loud with each stroke across my body,

"Well? Say it!" She laughs, delivering a particularly vicious lash of the belt to my pussy, making my eyes go blur for a moment, on the verge of blacking out from the pain.

"I'M SORRY!" I scream.

"Again!"

"I'M SORRY! PLEASE PUNISH YOUR WORTHLESS SLUT!" I scream, sobbing, feeling the tears streaming down my face and dripping off, wondering whether I'll ever run out of tears, for the pain that I've been going through, for the loss of everything that was ever good for me, for the humiliation and the shame, for losing my boyfriend, and for being forced to be the slave of this girl, her best friend, and all those men that she constantly whores me out to.

"What are you?"

"A STUPID, WORTHLESS WHORE!" I scream again, having been taught by her earlier that night to respond with stuff like this or face even more pain. My night began with two vibrators covered in heating rub shoved up my ass and pussy, and I really don't think I can take any more of that pain.

"TAKE IT!" She screams, as she slashes the belt across my breasts, the stinging feeling making me jerk about, as it lands on my very badly bruised nipples, swollen from being forced into clothespegs for most of the night... ...... ....

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Re: So Shiok Ah!
 

"Whip me, eh? Think you can rebel, stupid bitch? Talk back to me, try and explain yourself, go on! Alexis may be stubborn, but if you want to learn from her, you're going to be in a world of pain even more than she is!" Judith yells, as she begins trashing me all over my body, ignoring my screams, screams of pain that are now automatic, just leaving my mouth in response to the endless haze of pain. As my eyes begin to roll back my vision clouds, and I finally black out, falling into sweet, blissful unconsciousness.

Steph

I drift in a haze, barely conscious, hearing Judith's exasperated voice yelling at me hazily, as I begin to regain consciousness. I fight to stay in the haze, not wanting to snap back awake, not wanting to return to the world of pain and humiliation and torture, a world where my happy and smoothly-sailing life has just ended...

And that hope to stay unconscious is abruptly shattered, as I feel a freezing sensation in my pussy, which slowly turns to burning from the cold, as I come back to the world with a pained whimper, as Judith, standing above me, slowly pushes another ice cube into my pussy, stretching me out, enjoying the look of sheer agony and shame in my eyes. Slowly, I realise that I'm now tied down spread out on Judith's bed, but there's someone else in the room with me...Alexis?

My eyes flutter wide open, as I notice my...friend, I suppose you could call her that, looking like she's just been fucked really thoroughly. Alexis's kneeling on the floor sucking on a huge dildo that's been suction-cupped to the floor, not daring to stop, her eyes glancing up to check if I'm okay. I refuse to make eye contact, knowing that if I do, I'll start crying even more. I notice her body covered with the usual red lines of a whipping, but not as much as usual (surprisingly), along with the usual glaze of sweat and cum smeared all over her.

The burning feeling gets too much to bear, and I finally begin whimpering louder. Judith, who's been using her phone idly while waiting for me to give in, grins at me, as she pulls Alexis off the dildo by her hair, eliciting a groan of pain from Alexis.

"Suck the water out of her pussy as it melts. Go on. You need a drink after all that cum you've been eating all night." Judith grins. Alexis grimaces, but doesn't protest, not wanting to get us into more trouble. She's always been the smarter one, or was that because she's been their slave for longer? I wonder to myself, as Alexis begins lapping at my slit and slurping the water out, trying to get the icecube to melt faster, trying to relieve my torture, as I begin moaning both in pain and pleasure, from the ice cube and the soothing, gentle lapping of Alexis's tongue on my sore pussy.

The moment of relief doesn't last long though, as usual. As the last bit of ice melts, Judith pulls Alexis up by her hair again and hands her a lighted candle.

"Coat the bitch's tits with wax. If they're not totally red in 3 minutes...." Judith picks up her stopwatch "...then you'll get it too."

Alexis's eyes widen, as she hesitates, then tilts the candle, her eyes apologetic, as she leans forward to whisper:

"I'm sorry Steph. Be strong."

And then the first burning drop hits my nipples, and I scream, scream until my throat hurts, scream myself hoarse, as every drop, feeling like molten lava, hits my chest, and flows over it. My eyes roll back as I approach another blackout, only for Judith to slap me across the face hard.

"No fainting out, slut. You're going to feel every drop of the wax, and you're going to think about whether you'll dare to ever show attitude to me ever again." Judith hisses. I whimper, sobbing, as unrecognisable noises leave my mouth, moans of sheer agony. The wax was used on me several times during the first time I was kidnapped and raped, but even now, it still feels the worst. Three minutes pass, but it feels like three days, as Mel finally finishes coating my chest, putting the candle down as I sob, still squirming about in a futile attempt to escape the pain.

"Oh, will you look at that, it's already Sunday afternoon. Means that I've got my lunch appointment, sadly. If not, I'd love to keep you two for a week, just to teach you a lesson." Judith snarls, as she grabs the wax and peels it off my chest, then twists my swollen, bruised nipples, making me scream again, my throat already hoarse from the endless screaming.

"One more thing. Lick Alexis out, and when she cums, you two can go home." Judith grins at me, knowing that the one thing that will always break me down is anything lesbian.

"No..please...please..."

"Haven't we been through this before? Still too holy? Still too prudish? Still too fucking conservative to lick someone's cunt like the pussy loving bitch you are?" Judith growls, as she grabs my small breasts again (they're just enough to fit into her hands, to her ever-lasting joy), and squeezes hard, letting her fingernails dig into the sensitive, sore mounds. I jerk every muscle taut and scream at the top of my voice, until I plead, broken.

"Stop! STOP! St..ttopp...please...I'll...I'll lick Alexis...like a good whore...please..." I sob, as Judith lets go, then slaps me across the face again.

"Who's your owner?"

"Judith...Ma'am..."

"Who owns your ass?"

"Judith...she's my owner..."

"Whose bitch are you?"

"I'm...Judith's bitch..." I whimper, not wanting to make her angry.

"Then obey me, you stupid fucking cunt, before I send you out there for the boys." Judith snarls, untying me and roughly throwing me onto the floor, as she shoves Alexis onto the bed and ties her hands behind her, then kicks Alexis's legs open.

"Get to work, dumb bitch."

Alexis

Seriously, does Judith have to be such a bitch? I think to myself. Oh wait, she is. I fight down a giggle at my self-answered question, knowing any sign of joy in my life will earn me even more punishments from the Queen of Psychotic Bitches. I subconsciously push my wrists outwards, trying to get some leeway in the velcro straps holding my wrists together for some comfort, but that bitch Judith has secured them too tight.

Oh well, I guess I could just endure it and get out of here. If that stupid bitch even keeps her promises, I think, suppressing a sigh. No emotion, Alexis. Emotion gets you whipped. I keep my face stoic, as Steph, weeping, gives my sore, overused slit the first lick, and I have to suppress a moan, feeling how good it is.

Fuck, I think to myself. Why the fuck did you just think it was good? Fuck you Alexis, are you turning lesbian? How the fuck are you going to keep a straight face in sermon on Sundays when you're enjoying your...your...ohhhh...Alexis WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU SERIOUSLY MOANING TO A GIRL LICKING YOU OUT HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND YOU STUPID PIECE OF...oh...oh...oh yes...NO ALEXIS DON'T MOAN DON'T

"Oh....fuck..." I throw my head back, my face flushed with shame, with no sign of the internal battle raging in my mind, as I moan loudly. It feels so good to have Steph's tongue soothingly lapping away at my pussy after all the slapping and ramming it's taken, and yet it feels so wrong, so goddamn fucking wrong to be enjoying a girl licking me out. What happened to the Alexis that actually had morals? What happened to you, Alexis, you stupid fucking-ohhhh yes....oh...that's the spot...stop it Steph stop licking my... ALEXIS, CONCENTRATE, AND DON'T ENJOY THIS YOU IDIOT.

"I can see you're fighting not to enjoy this." Judith smirks, looking at my face, which must be betraying my inner monologue. I grip the bedsheets, as I feel myself approaching a climax, fighting not to do it, whatever's left of my dignity screaming at me, as I jerk back and cry out, squirting all over Steph's face, as Steph sobs into my pussy. I slump down, panting, gasping for air, spots dancing in front of my eyes, having just experienced one of the most intense and definitely the most shameful orgasm in a while.

How the fuck am I going to even walk into the chapel this week, after having actually willingly enjoyed a girl licking me out? My mind screams at itself, as I force myself to remain stoic, but fail miserable, moaning and squirming on the bed as Judith sneers at me.

"So much for 'I'll never enjoy this you bitch!', look who's enjoying herself now? You're learning fast." Judith slaps my face lightly, giggling to herself. I bite the inside of my cheek, biting back the retort that will get both of us punished, biting back the urge to spit in Judith's face right now, for catching me when my guard is at its lowest and forcing me to give in to something that I never thought I would.

Judith twists my nipples, then removes the velcro strap, enjoying my wincing with the pain. "Oh, poor, poor Alexis. Get the fuck out of my room before the guys get bored of Clara and decide to start on you again." She laughs, coiling the velcro. I can hear Clara's moans and gasps dying down, which means she's probably getting her fill of fucking from the guys like the whore she is. It's time to get out of here, like Judith said, before she decides she's had enough and lets them take us again.

I remain in a daze, as Judith kicks me out of her room together with Steph to go shower and head home. I avoid showering with Steph, my face flushed. I've never actually thought about the ramifications of all the shit we've been forced to do. What's wrong with me?

As we leave, I look at Steph awkwardly.

"Uh...you alright?"

"Yeah..." I fight to remain calm, forcing a smile to my face.

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Re: So Shiok Ah!
 

Interlude

I'm lying in bed, trying to get some readings done, when my phone buzzes. I pick it up, and when I swipe the screen to unlock, the message puzzles me.

Steph ~ 8.44pm
Hey Alexis, you free?

Now this is new. And really, really different. Steph rarely-no wait, she never contacts me unless it's to do with our "extra-curricular activities". So I reply.

Yeah?
I just want to talk. Are you busy?
Did something happen?
No, no, nothing like that. Why don't you come over? It's Friday night.
Ah, fine. I'll be over in a bit.

I stand up and stretch, changing, puzzled. Could this be a trap? The last thing I need on a peaceful Friday night is to go to Steph's place and find her tied up naked over the sofa getting fucked by multiple guys while Judith and Clara devise some new way to torment both of us and violate us.

Then again, she did sound rather coherent, unless...ah, whatever. It's not like I was doing anything useful. I sigh to myself, as I change into an old t-shirt and fbts with slippers, then grab my wallet and phone and head out, wondering what could be going on.

For perspective, this is a usual conversation between Steph and me:

Hey, Alexis, did you see the message?
Yeah, 8pm at Judith's right?
Yeah...okay see you.
Yeah, you too.

And that's it. Occasionally we have to discuss who brings what item of clothing that the men request to have us wear while getting fucked, but other than that...I guess it's hard to be friends genuinely when you're getting violated with the other party constantly or worse, being forced to violate each other.

I get off the bus and walk to Steph's house and ring the bell, looking around at her bloody nice estate. She really has everything, even the huge ass semi-d house. No wonder it takes her so much to give in and let them do what they want, I muse to myself. Steph comes to open the door, dressed in a casual set of a blue sports shirt and black fbts.

"Hey Alexis."

"Hey Steph. What's up?"

"I...I just got lonely, and I wanted to talk to someone...someone who actually knows the truth about what I'm being made to do..." Her voice quavers.

"Hey, okay, relax. No need to get upset." I reply flatly, as I enter the house, kicking off my slippers. Steph lives alone, her parents having recently moved overseas to work, leaving her behind to complete her JC and university education first. If she hadn't stayed, she wouldn't be going through all this torment. Ah, fate. Steph sits on the sofa, as I lean back in the other armchair facing her.

"Okay, so, you alright?"

"I...I just want company..."

"Chillax, Steph. Really. I'm not going to do anything to you. There's no one here to force us to do anything."

"Oh...okay..." She mumbles.

"Oh for fuck's sakes, Steph, please don't be awkward. Really. I'd have actually considered you a friend if I had time to know you outside of doing weird shit to each other every week, alright?" I reply dryly, trying to inject some humor to the situation. My weird sense of bad-taste humor somehow works, and her face breaks into a small smile.

"Yeah...friends...honestly, I think out of all my closest friends, you're probably the closest, because of this secret about what we're made to do." She replies softly.

And with that, Steph opens up. (not that kind of opening up, you dirty-minded readers. wait, if you weren't dirty minded, why are you reading this blog again? never mind.) It's nice, being able to finally interact with her in a uh...vanilla? Clean? Pleasant? Ok fine, that last word is kinda suggestive. It's nice being able to just sit down and chat with her in a normal context, with our clothes on for once, and I manage to actually find out more about her and in return, I share about my life with her.

After about 3-4 hours of talking, I'm actually relaxing, and we're both giggling as we talk about mundane girly things like boys and clothes and life. Yet at the back of my head, a voice is screaming, screaming at me that you do not open up to her, Alexis, you do not create a bond, because if you create a bond with her, those fuckers will notice it and they will use it to cause both of you even more pain.

As if on cue with my thoughts, both our phones vibrate, just as we're having a very lively discussion about the teachers that we've both been taught by.

"Both of you, get naked and kneel down in front of the sofa. Now."

I look at Steph, horrified, as she makes eye contact with me, her eyes already full of tears.

"What the fuck?! She knows where you live?"

"Y...y...yes...she forced me to tell her...I wasn't expecting this...I wasn't!" She looks at me with pleading eyes. I see the truth. Steph wasn't trying to trap me. Nonetheless, I've just fallen into a fucking trap. How the hell did Judith know I was here tonight?

I push the questions out of my mind, as I pull my shirt off, frustrated, rage at being caught off-guard simmering in my mind, as Steph stands up and pulls her shirt off as well, fighting back tears.

Re: So Shiok Ah!
 

Wah, fuck lah.

That's the thought that's constantly running through my head, as Steph and I strip off our clothes and get on our knees next to the sofa, Steph's eyes wide and brimming with tears of fear and shock, while my face probably just has the usual expression of exasperation. The key turns in Steph's door, as Judith walks in.

Apparently something is off tonight though, because there's something different...I look at the floor, my mind racing, trying to figure out what sadistic punishment Judith has for me this time. Then I realise, the difference isn't about what she's doing to us.

There's two men with her, not the friends of hers that she usually brings to fuck us, and she's looking nervous. A first for Judith (other than that lovely time when I got to give her lots of pain at MBS). Judith walks over to us, forcing a nervous grin onto her face as she grips Steph's chin and pulls it up, Steph whimpering softly in fear.

"I've got some friends over tonight, and they want to be entertained again. You'd better make it good or else I'll make your life hell." She whispers softly into Steph's ear, just enough for the both of us to hear. She must have been nervous enough that she didn't watch her volume though, because the first man, a lean, muscled guy strides over and grabs Judith by her arm, pulling her back.

"You know, this isn't the penalty we agreed on."

"But...cmon, Shawn, I thought giving you two girls would...would be enough to cover for me..."

"Tao's instructions were clear, and you heard it earlier on the phone. He only asked you for a location that we could punish you in peace. I didn't ask you for your two bitches (my face goes slightly annoyed at being called Judith's "bitch" but no one notices thankfully)."

"But...but..."

"Nabei, stop being such a coward lah. Boss says take the punishment, take it lah!" The other man, a larger, somewhat buff guy growls as he walks over and slaps Judith across the face, and I stifle a giggle. Oh, this is going to be good.

"You two." Shawn turns to Steph and me. "Sit on the sofa. Since you two are here, I might as well find some use for you. But first, you see what happens if you disobey."

Judith's nervous expression turns to shock. "What...what...let me go, LET ME GO, MARK, FUCK OFF!" She yells, as the other guy grabs her and easily pins her arms behind her back.

This is going to be good. I stifle another grin, knowing that eventually I'll be part of this. But first, my free show.

As Mark pins Judith's arms behind her, Shawn pulls out a switchblade from his pocket, and walks up to Judith, who goes still the moment he flicks the blade open. "Good bitch, stay still. Wouldn't want to get cut, right?" He laughs, as he begins slicing at her rather-expensive looking spag strap top and shorts, then rips off her lingerie unceremoniously, tossing the ragged remains of her clothing onto the floor. Shawn pulls out his belt, then uses it to secure Judith's wrists together.

"You." He points at Steph. "Your house got a pool, right?"

"Ye...yes..." Steph stammers.

"Indoor or outdoor?"

"Uh...uh..."

"Stop fucking stammering or I'll make sure you get it too!" Shawn threatens, as Steph begins sobbing.

"It's...upstairs...a...a small jacuzzi...do you..."

"Okay, okay, calm the fuck down, girl. Mark, you follow that girl and go find the jacuzzi. And you." He points at me. "You come with me to the kitchen." I stand up, keeping quiet, not wanting to get on their wrong side, as Steph leads Mark up the stairs, Judith being dragged behind, her face now full of fear (for once!).

Have I mentioned we're all still naked, by the way?

"Hold these." Shawn digs in Steph's fridge, pulling out all her long vegetables (a brinjal, a carrot, and a cucumber), then rummages through her kitchen cabinets, passing me a roll of nylon string, a pack of candles, and the stove lighter. He then walks out of the kitchen and picks up a black sling bag, before walking up the staircase.

"Uh..."

"Follow lah, you dumb fuck!" Shawn growls, not unkindly, but more of exasperated at his "assistants" being terrified. Don't we have a good reason to be terrified though?

We enter Steph's rather expansive (and expensive) recreational room, and once again, I am surprised as to how much money her parents must have. It's a large stone floored room with a jacuzzi in the center, and rain showers (that expensive type that rains water from the ceiling, no, not the fire alarm sprinklers) all around. Judith is on her knees, her head bowed, as a cold shower pours down on her, and Steph stands in the corner nervously, trying to cover her intimate areas with her hands. Mark stands in front of Judith, grinning, already down to his boxers.

"Ah, you two are here. Come, bitch, let's go. Time to take what you earned ah!" He laughs, as he grabs Judith by her soaked hair, pulling her towards the bubbling jacuzzi with a grin.

"First, you're going to fuck yourself with...this." Shawn pulls a rather large brinjal out of my hands, as the eyes of all three girls widen. It's definitely not going to fit into Steph or me, but then again...better Judith than us, I suppose. Mark unties Judith and catches the brinjal that Shawn tosses over, as he digs in his sling bag and pulls out a pair of vicious-looking whips.

"And while you fuck yourself...hm, I think no point wasting our energy. You two!" He indicates Steph and me. "Beat the fuck out of her, and make sure she's begging you for mercy. Oh and Judith..." He turns and grins at her.

"They won't stop whipping you until you manage to make yourself cum with that vegetable. So get started."

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Re: So Shiok Ah!
 

It's been 10 minutes already, 10 lovely, glorious minutes of just slashing the whip across Judith's body, and already she's starting to sob, her makeup running, her body covered in red marks as I gleefully beat the hell out of her. Steph is more restrained, still sore from her forced breakup by Judith a few weeks ago, and gives her slightly less vicious lashes, but for me? I know I'm going to get the brunt of whatever punishment Judith has in store once this is over, so I might as well take my revenge while I can.

And I'm definitely taking my revenge. As Judith sobs, she forces the huge brinjal deep into her pussy, her face full of agony from the whipping, flushed red with shame, the men laughing and filming the entire scene on their phones. She's definitely nowhere near climaxing, so that's going to be more beating for her...I fight a grin, thinking to myself: stupid, weak bitch. She's done so much worser to me, and now she can't even do it herself?, as I aim for her nipples and deliver a particularly vicious smack, Judith's scream of agony filling the air.

"Looks like the stupid bitch can't really take much, eh. Judith! I thought your stamina damn good one?" Mark laughs, as he walks over. "You two can stop whipping her already. Judith, keep the brinjal up your cheebai and put your hands behind your back.". Judith, sitting on the steps into the jacuzzi, whimpering, giving us a vicious glare, complies.

"Now turn around and bend over." Judith, hands behind her head, a huge brinjal up her cunt, turns clumsily and bends over, the brinjal slipping out as she does so, only for Shawn to literally shove it back up her without any mercy. The scream elicted can probably be heard three streets away, as Judith slumps over the jacuzzi, sobbing with pain, and Mark tosses me an all-too-familiar strapon.

"I heard she liked to use this on you? Or on your friend? Since we're giving the poor bitch a free-for-all tonight, I'll let you have some fun." He grins. I look down at the strapon in my hand, wondering, hoping...it can't be...right?

"Put it on, and fuck Judith up the ass. If her hands slip from behind her head, I want you to push her head underwater for ten seconds." Mark orders. Right away, Judith protests, to my surprise.

"No...no no no Mark please not that please...MMPHHHBLLLLLLLLL!" Judith's protests are cut off, as he forces her head underwater, ignoring her hands beating at him, struggling. Mark holds Judith's head there for a rough ten-count, then pulls it back up by a handful of her hair, as Judith surfaces, gasping for air.



"Like I said ah, boss asked us to make sure you never forget this lesson. All of us know you hate it up your ass, so you're going to take it up the ass, and your bitch will be the one taking you. Want to kaobei anymore, and I'll fucking put sambal on the strapon hor!" Mark growls, pulling Judith's face to look at him, then giving her several sharp, tight slaps. Deep inside, I'm amazed. It's wrong, I probably shouldn't be enjoying myself so much watching another girl get abused right in front of me, but it's Judith being abused, and surprisingly enough, we both share the same hatred for anal. Funny how she was so eager to force anal on me at every opportunity, if it was something she feared as much as I did.

The hypothesising will have to come later though. Mark nods at me, as Shawn pushes Steph over. "You can be the one to push her head underwater. And you! Make sure she's fucking screaming! If she doesn't cum, I don't care anyway." He laughs. I take a few short, slow thrusts into Judith's ass, as she begins screaming and whimpering, struggling, but not daring to take her hands off her head. Well, if she hates it as much as I do, maybe I should be merciful, love your enemies and all that...I think to myself.

"Nghh...ughh...it hurts...AGH! FUCK! Stop...stop please Alexis...stop...just fucking stop...it hurts..." Judith begs, as I continue fucking her ass with short, slow thrusts. I continue slowly, still pondering the revelation that we share the same...limit? Hate? and would have continued slowly, until Judith, being the stupid girl she is, lets her mouth loose:

"Alexis...just stop...or I'll...I'll fucking make sure you'll pay...you...Steph...even your fucking older sister...I'll make you regret this-ARGHHHH! NO NO ARGHHHHH!" Judith's shrill scream fills the air, as I ram the strapon deep into her ass, as far as it can go, then begin viciously fucking her ass. Now I'm pissed, you bitch. And you're not going to like this.

"Don't...ever...fucking...threaten...my family...or Steph...don't even try...to piss...me...off...that way..." I growl, punctuating each word with a hard, rough thrust into Judith. You bitch. You've ruined my life, you've ruined Steph's, and even when you're in this state, you're arrogant enough to try and threaten others?. "Fucking take it, bitch, like how you fucking made me scream and beg, then ignored me, now you can fucking scream and feel just as helpless as I did!" I yell, as I grab a handful of her hair, noticing subconsciously how she's gotten it dyed recently, with brownish highlights, but not caring, only focusing on hurting her as much as I can. Judith is now a whimpering mess, sobbing from the pounding she's receiving in her ass, probably in the same haze of pain she's put me through many times, but this looks like the first time she's taking it this bad, so bad that her hands slip off her head. I look at Steph.

"Well? What are you waiting for? Count to twenty!" I yell at Steph, not giving a damn whether the men will object to their instructions being modified. Steph, her face slightly stunned, pushes Judith's head underwater and instantly she begins struggling, flailing about, fighting for air, as the men move over and hold her arms down, restraining Judith as I continue to fuck her ass and Steph holds her underwater, counting to twenty, then pulling her up for air, Judith coughing and spluttering from the freezing water and gasping for air.

"You...you fucking bitch...Alexis...I'll-NGHHHHH!" Judith's weak threat is cut off, as she arches her back, her entire body taut with agony as I reach around and grab her nipples, then twist hard, digging in my fingernails like she always does, making sure she feels every single bit of agony. If this is how revenge feels, it feels goddamn fucking sweet, I think to myself, as I let go of one nipple, twisting the other even more viciously as my free hand finds its way down to her pussy, and then i ram the brinjal in deeper, before finding her clit and pinching it, Judith's shrill, high-pitched screams filling the air all the way. She begins shaking, and I start laughing to myself.

"Are you really going to cum from this, you stupid whore? Guess you're just as "weak" as you always called me eh? I've taken more than this at your hands, you useless bitch, and now you're the one about to realise that your body isn't yours to control, it's in my hands now." I lean over and whisper in her ear, in a sweet, yet malicious tone, putting all my suppressed frustration and anger into it, as I begin rubbing her clit while pumping the strapon into her harder, ensuring that she has no choice but to submit. I can feel Judith struggling harder and harder, a sign that she's about to cum, and with that, I throw away the last bit of mercy (not that I had any left.)

"Take that you bitch, take that, take it like the stupid stuck-up whore you are, scream, go on, scream!" I yell at her, as I slap her and pull her head back, my fingers wrapped in her short shoulder-length hair, my other hand pushing the brinjal back into Judith, her agonized screams now dying to short, pained whimpers, her resistance more or less destroyed, as she finally gives in and climaxes, her body shuddering with each jolt of orgasm, her sobs sounding more like gasps for air as she goes limp, letting me continue slamming the strapon up her ass until she goes completely limp and weak. I pull out of her, letting her collapse over the jacuzzi steps, then grab her hair and roughly flip her over so she's facing me.

"Lick the strapon clean, bitch, or I'll jam the brinjal up your ass and fuck your pussy next." I hiss at her, giving her short, sharp backhand slaps whenever she looks away from me. Judith, sobbing, forces herself to lick the rubber shaft clean, gagging on the taste of her ass, as I hold her close to the rod by her hair, only letting go when she has licked every inch clean, as she collapses to the floor whimpering.

And then I realise. I'm standing there, my face still flushed red with sheer anger, the strapon still on me, as Steph stares at me, her mouth open and her face stunned. The men begin clapping for me, laughing, as I realise just how far I've gone.

"Dayumn, girl, you've got some issues!" Mark laughs, walking over and unbuckling the strapon. I let him do so, my mind still racing from the adrenaline and anger.

"Yeah, damn, where did that come from?" Shawn calls, reclining on a chair, as he gets up and walks over. "I thought Judith said you were well trained into being her obedient bitch? Looks like she was wrong." He grins. It's all empty praise though, I think to myself, as I look at Steph, her mouth still slightly open, still staring at me with shock.She thinks I'm just as bad as Judith now, doesn't she. My mind groans to itself internally. Where the hell did that other Alexis come from for the past 20 minutes?

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Re: So Shiok Ah!
 

As Mark drops the strapon on the floor, the haze of anger slowly clears from my mind, leaving me standing there panting, glazed in sweat from the exertion. Except this time, I was on the other end, not the receiving end but the...giving, if you can call it that, giving end this time. And I'm still coming to terms with how damn sweet it felt, and yet how fucked up it felt as well. I certainly didn't know I was capable of being that vicious to anyone.

"Judith ah, Judith, poor, poor Judith..." Shawn laughs, pulling her up by her hair, laughing at her expression of sheer humiliation and fatigue, slapping her face lightly to get a reaction out of her, Judith whimpering softly with each slap to her face.

"I think she's still fine. Look at that. Confirm can go longer, lor." Mark laughs, walking over and cupping Judith's jaw in one hand, then spitting in her face, laughing at her struggling and trying to look away. These two guys have history with her, it seems.

"You were always so stuck up...every time also act like one big fuck just because you were sucking boss' cock and he liked you...how's it feel to be out of friends, girl?" Mark continues taunting Judith, as he turns to me, still trying to catch my breath.

"How? What else do you want to do to fuck her up? Anything you like, tonight we let you!"

I open my mouth to reply, but I'm beaten to it.

"Ask her to call that friend of hers. Bring the other bitch over and make her suffer too." I spin around in shock, mouth open and eyes wide, as Steph, sweet, innocent and shy Steph, with a glare in her face and a look of sheer rage I've never seen before, stands up and slaps Judith across the face, then slap her again, and again, and again, delivering a series of sharp, vicious tight slaps. As the guys laugh, amused, Steph grabs Judith by her hair, pulling her head back, Judith groaning as Steph begins slapping her again and again.

"Listen up, Judith. A year ago, I didn't know who you were. I didn't know what you wanted. You sent your friends, pulled me into that van while I was walking home, and now my life is changed forever. Your psycho friend decided that a minor argument over a CCA election was worth destroying my life for, and so I ended up in your house being tortured over my entire March holidays. You decided that I my body was your property and when two random thugs decided to use you instead, you then took revenge just because I followed what they ordered me to do, something that I did because I wanted to avoid being raped by yet more strangers. And what did you do? What did you fucking do, you psychotic pubor?!" Steph hisses, viciously, as Judith gasps in pain, her eyes screwed up shut as Steph slaps her again.

"I...I..."

"Go on, weren't you so proud of what you did? Thinking it would let you own me?" Steph yells, as she grabs Judith's nipple and twists it hard, making her scream. The men are now holding Judith in an armlock, still on her knees, bent back, enjoying the show from Steph.

"I...I made you dump...Martin..." Judith gasps.

"That's right, bitch. You made me dump the one guy who made everything bearable, after degrading me and destroying my entire life bit by bit. I had to quit gym and drop out of the school team because you purposely scheduled your little torture parties on my training days. I nearly flunked my A levels because you made me study while being raped at the same time. But guess what? Looks like this time, you pissed off the wrong girl." Steph spits in Judith's face, then stands up, her face flushed and full of rage. This is a Steph I've never seen before, the quiet, submissive girl who would rather get tortured than fight back now transformed into a force of sheer rage.

It seems that by starting the ball rolling, I have now unleashed something far worse. I stand there, my mouth hanging open in shock as well, as I watch Steph unleash her tirade at Judith. Steph looks at the men briefly, and even though I'm screaming in my mind please don't please don't please don't encourage her further, all it takes is a nod from the men, as Steph strides out of the room, walking in about a minute later with Judith's handphone.

"You're going to call the bitch. You're going to pretend that you want her to come join in another of your sick little parties. And then when she gets here..." Steph looks up at the men.

"She's all mine. Got it?"

"Oh, of course." Mark breaks his silence, barely unable to control his laughter. "But the whole point of this is to punish Judith what. How leh?"

Steph looks me directly in the eye, and at this point, I know there's no going back.

"Clara destroyed my life, I'll make sure she pays for it. You guys can join in and try her out. But this bitch..." Steph looks at Judith, slaps her again to stifle her whimpers, then looks at me again. "Leave her to Mel. I'm sure the former best friends have some catching up to do."

"Swee lah!" Shawn laughs. The men tie a rope to Judith's wrists, still tied behind her back, then secure it so that she's bent over, on tiptoe, legs apart and hands behind her back. The classic position she used to torture me with, that leaves a girl open and vulnerable to anything. Then as Steph slips on a bathrobe, the men follow her out, laughing. I grin at Judith's tear-streaked face, as she looks up at me, pleading.

"Please, Alexis, I know you're not crazy like that Steph-ARGHHHHHH!" I slap her to keep her quiet, then pick up her panties and ram them into her mouth.

"Shut. The. Fuck. Up. Just wait here and think of all the lovely things that are about to happen. But first, I'm going to browse instagram." I grin, as I walk out the door, and grab my phone from the living room, then walk back upstairs and begin snapping pictures of Judith, as she shakes her head and screams.

"Who shall I send these to? The head of FASS? Maybe every single member of our old team? Or our old clique? Maybe your new cca? They'd love to see how kinky you cheerleading bitches get." I grin at her, as she shakes her head, muffled protests from behind her gag. And for the first time ever, I see fear in the eyes of Judith, the same eyes that used to show nothing but disdain as she thought of new ways to torture and humiliate me.

"The situation is completely reversed today, you stupid whore. You...in that position...tied up like this...with your panties rammed in that stupid mouth of yours...while I sit here and contemplate..." I hear a door slam and Clara's screaming, and grin, as her screaming fades away. "Looks like your best friend's here. New best friend, that is. Weren't we best friends?" I smile at Judith sweetly, picking up a cane and stroking the tip across her chest, enjoying the sight of her squirming.

"The fact is, right now, you should know how I felt, being in the exact same position I was many times at your house. But a bit of physical pain will never compare to how much shit you put me through. And you know what? Karma, bitch. Your comeuppance is here." I make sure I continue smiling at Judith, smiling so sweetly throughout my entire speech, enjoying how unsettling it feels, knowing just how much turmoil her mind must be in now, trying to imagine what her former fucktoy is about to unleash on her. I step over, and pull the panties out.

"Alexis, come on, I know you're reasonable, I know you'll stop this if you just think about it and-" Judith screams, as I thwack the cane down on her ass, then ram her underwear back into her mouth.

"I just wanted to hear you scream, dumbfuck. It's giving me inspiration for what to do to you next." I grin at her, my face right in front of hers, eye to eye, enjoying her look of sheer terror. Oh, how the tables have turned indeed.

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Steph

I look at Clara, handcuffed to the bed in the spare room, as she struggles, making the cuffs clink and rattle, her eyes wide, her mouth stuffed with a spare rag I found lying around, and smile at her. She's in that black spag strap as usual, coupled with her blue shorts, the quintessential "Come on guys, I accept everyone and anyone" outfit that I've seen her in whenever she decides to entertain herself by meeting me in public and bringing me somewhere for her friends to use.

"Well, looks like you're a bit surprised, Clara." I smile at her, my mind racing with all the lovely possibilities. "Remember how you felt when I woke up? I didn't even have any time to think before you got your friends to start...start hurting me." I wince a bit, remembering that day, then continue. "All I ever did to offend you was to go against you when it came to cca issues. I thought it would be constructive and good to change some of the things you were doing as the Captain. But that's not the point. You know what's the point?" I smile at Clara, as she continues struggling, her eyes meeting mine. I can hear Judith's faint screaming and Alexis's yelling from the other side of the house, and I'm secretly happy to hear it.

"The point is, for one stupid little argument, you could have just done something normal, like spread gossip or slapped me or just kept quiet and graduated. You were a senior I actually respected, until you decided to be a complete psycho, and repay one small argument with kidnapping me and ruining my entire life slowly and painfully, not to mention taking my body and turning it into something cheap for you to play with." I continue walking around Clara, as the men lean against the wall, smoking and watching me. I feel like telling them not to smoke in my house, but at the same time...I don't think I want to push my luck and lose this golden opportunity to finally let all my frustration out.

"Eh, girl ah, are you going to talk until she starts pleading for you to shut up? If you want us to fuck her just say lah." The one called Mark speaks up, tossing his cigarette out of the window.

"No, guys, see, Miss Clara Koh here, who dresses up so nicely in school and pretends to be just a tease, is actually someone who enjoys pleasing men, sometimes more than one at the same time, only that she does it willingly, unlike me. And while herbs exist to make someone tighter, which she has been force feeding Alexis and I, by the way, I think she's probably still quite loose, so it won't be that fun..." I grin, looking at Clara, knowing her mind must be racing, trying to think what might happen to her.

"But, of course, I'm sure you want to try her out. After all, being in her university's track and field team would have given her lots of stamina to last while you guys have your fun, enough stamina to make sure she's still able to feel every little bit of her retribution later." I smile, making sure to make myself look innocent and shy as always, the sweet smile on my face keeping everyone in the dark of the true turmoil going on in my mind. "So go ahead, please do what you like to her."

Mark laughs, as he stands up. "Well, about time. I was supposed to pia that Judith, but I'm sure she'll be just as fun..." He pulls off his boxers, as I lean against the old table in the room, watching with a grin on my face.

"Actually, if you just rape her like that, it won't make a difference. She'll actually enjoy it." I smile again, innocently, playing the part of the quiet girl who just wants to let the men have fun, let them think they're in charge, while I make sure I get my revenge.

"Okay lo. Eh, Tan!" Mark waves his hand at the other guy, the one they call Shawn. "You take her mouth, on?"

I raise one hand. "Actually, that won't be enough."

Mark glares at me, warning me that I'm about to use up the little bit of goodwill that I had from earlier. "Girl, you wanted us to punish her for you, and we're doing that. Continue talking some more and we'll leave her alone and fuck you till you black out." He growls at me, as I quickly step over to the other table, knowing that I have to keep the men on my side.

Act sweet, Steph. Act like the innocent and quiet girl everyone thinks you are, act demure, act like you don't know what you're doing, and run the show quietly.

"Actually, I was thinking you could use this." I pick up a tube of menthol rub, and a pair of clothespegs. "She used to enjoy using these on me. Maybe you could...you know?" I stifle a giggle. Keep it together, Steph.

"Wah. You're fucking sadistic, girl. I like!" Shawn breaks the tension, walking over and snatching the menthol rub and clips from my hand, slapping my ass as he walks off. I control the urge to retort. People have done worse, Steph. Let it go. "No, I just want her to feel like how I felt, so she can feel some remorse. After all, she did make me feel like...like I wasn't worth anything..."

"Okay lah, I get it lah, she made you feel cheap la. No problem girl! Chill! My balls have been itching all night, I need to pia someone, and you're letting us have her, okay lor! Don't keep talking!" Mark waves his hand, irritated, desperate to relieve his own pent-up sexual tension.

Men. How predictable.

"Yes...that's right." I keep my voice calm, hiding the quavering in my tone, born of joy at seeing my tormentor about to be punished. "You see...to her, the most important thing is to feel validated by letting men worship her. So if you use her, just use her and that's it, like a throwaway toy..." I smile at the men.

"Wah, girl, you have some issues too, like that other friend of yours. Okay lah! I'll make sure..." He slaps Clara across the face, as she squirms. "I'll make sure she doesn't get any pleasure. I'm feeling generous, do favour for you lor." He grins. "Eh Shawn! You coming?"

As Shawn rips the gag out of Clara's mouth and the men begin using her from both ends, pinching her tits and slapping her, not caring for her pleasure, I can only lean back against the wall, grinning to myself.



That's right, just use her like that, make her feel like she's not worth anything. The stupid bitch prides herself on being able to attract and have any guy she wants, right? How's it feel to be the disposable sex toy now, Clara? Your stupid little superiority complex made you ruin my life just because I opposed you once, I bet it must kill you to be used by people for their own pleasure, not yours, when you're not in charge for once. I snap out of my internal monologue as Clara screams shrilly, Mark having covered a vibrator in the menthol rub and rammed it up her ass.

"I heard her friend used to do this to you hor." He laughs. "Judith always used to have all these stories about what she did." He continues thrusting into Clara, her choking and gagging filling the room as Shawn uses her mouth roughly, brutally, not caring about Clara's tears streaming down her face with her makeup.

Everything's going according to plan, really. The golden opportunity appeared, I took it, and now everything is working out so damn well. I quietly swiped the toys when I was bringing the men to the spare bedroom, taking a few every time I left the room while waiting for Clara to get here. I made sure to put something on, but I made I sure I remained in my underwear to keep them aroused. It was slightly worrying that they'd lose control and start using me first, but thankfully describing Clara's body to them and showing them her pictures made them distracted, and allowed me to manipulate the situation until Clara showed up. Then it was just a matter of veiled suggestions hidden in seemingly innocent comments, coupled with my sweet, innocent-schoolgirl smile, and...

How, how in the world did all that come out of you, Steph?

I toy idly with the leather end of Mark's belt, my mind running through the possible things to do to Clara next. Deep inside, I wonder, just how fucked up am I, once I've been pushed over the edge?

I'll leave that for another time. I hear Judith's voice again, faintly, along with Mel laughing. I hope she's having fun. She deserves it too. And I sure as hell hope I don't turn into a psycho like them...like Clara, like Judith...

So I manipulated the men. I suggested and cajoled and acted all sweet. And then, when asked, I came up with a plan to destroy Clara just as badly as she did for me. Am I a psycho? Am I just as bad as those two? Am I?

I continue idly speculating, Clara's muffled gagging and gasping for air filling the room, debating in my mind as I wait for the men to finish part one of...of infinity, of Clara's new life.

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Alexis

"Judith ah Judith...how do you like me now?"

I stifle a giggle, as I push another ice cube up Judith's ass, hearing her muffled screams behind the cloth in her mouth, as she struggles, the water dripping out of her ass onto the floor, her eyes rolled back, on the verge of fainting with the pain.



"You don't like your ass being played with...who would guess? I hated anything in my ass, so you made sure you took every opportunity to torture me that way, but...you hated it too? Were you trying to transfer that hate to me?" I laugh, slapping Judith's face to keep her conscious. I've been abusing her, all to myself, for the past 1 hour already, and it has been flat out amazing. First, menthol rub on her nipples, then a pair of binder clips. Then the giant vibrator she loved to use on me, jammed into her pussy, for a 15-minute long game of making her keep it in by clenching her pussy, because if she let it slide out, I would slap it back in hard enough to make her scream. And now, pushing ice cubes up her ass and letting them melt slowly...just long enough for her to savour the pain.

"It sure feels bad to be the one on the other side now, no?" I laugh at Judith. "Now you know how I felt. Then again, I bet you knew how I would feel, looking at how nicely calculated every single torture session was. What did I ever do to you, hmm, bestie? Is that term right? Bestie? You were my best friend ever and we used to be on the same side, remember?" I laugh, looking at Judith wincing, her eyes screwed shut, as she groans, the freezing ice up her ass definitely an agony to her.

"Oh, don't reply, I know what happened. You went over the edge. Maybe it was my fault too, because you were my best friend, and I knew you were jealous of all my successes, but I didn't soften any impact to you, I didn't even think of how you might have felt being best friends with me when you were constantly failing at everything." I grin, thinking back.

"Yes, Judith, I was an arrogant bitch back then, I'll admit it, and I'll admit how I behaved probably pushed you to do what you did. But really? We couldn't have talked?" I idly flick one of the binder clips, watching her wince, a little whimper escaping her mouth. "We couldn't have sat down, discussed things, you know, instead of just getting your friends to kidnap and rape and abuse me? What pushed you so far? That one incident after the results? That was ages ago, you know." I sigh to myself theatrically. "We were best friends since Primary 5, you know. As much as I was an arrogant, annoying girl, riding the wave of success and not stopping to think about how much I hurt my best friend by not thinking about her feelings..."

I look her in the eye. "Is it wrong to want to share my happiness with my best friend? And even if I wasn't thinking of your feelings, would it have been so hard to just tell me and cut me down with words, instead of, hmm, turning me into some kind of sex slave?" I hiss my final words out at her, then walk over to the bag with the toys.

"I'm not going to talk you to death, don't worry." I grin. "I believe in actions before words, as always. And it's just you and me and it's the entire weekend. Just like how you used to do things to me, except now it's you who suffers."

I pull out the vibrator, grinning as Judith's eyes, swollen with crying, widen and stare at it. "That's right, you're happy it's out of you, right? But you know what? I think you're fucked up enough to enjoy being used. Like that time on your birthday when you willingly let all those men use you after they had me. So you know what? Today..." I pick up a jar of Tiger Balm and begin coating the vibrator in it. "Today...I think what will really fuck you up would be to suffer without anyone worshipping you like the slut you are." I grin, as I ram the vibrator up Judith's ass, pushing the half-melted ice cube deeper. The muffled scream is loud enough to fill the room, as every muscle in her body jerks taut, Judith flailing against her bonds futilely, her eyes rolled back from the sheer agony of Tiger Balm and melted ice up her ass.

"Now, Judith..." I pull out the gag, letting her whimpering and gasping fill the room, the sound of sheer agony as she writhes about, fighting the burning in her ass, a shrill whimper escaping her mouth. "That hurts right? No wonder you used to punish me with that. But I can make it so much worse..." I grin, as I apply Tiger Balm to yet another vibrator, then tap it lightly against the entrance to her pussy, making her struggle even harder.

"No...no...please...not that...not that please Alexis...I beg you..." Judith manages to gasp out a strangled plea, as I place the vibrator on the table, where she can see it, then lower her down so that her head is now hanging at a perfect level...to make her feel even worse.

"Not so fun now when you're the one being punished and humiliated, right? No men to worship you now, right?" I pull a stool up and sit in front of Judith, knowing that I'm going to regret what I'm about to force her to do, but who cares, right now?

"You're going to lick me out, and if I don't squirt in your whore's face fast enough, I'm going to ram the vibrator into your pussy, then spread the rest of the jar over your tits for good measure, girl. So go on. Show your former 'bestie' how much you still love her." I grin, opening my legs and pushing Judith's face in between. She resists at first, until I give a hard yank on the binder clip on her left nipple, making her scream into my thigh, the scream stopping as I let go of the clip, then starting as I tug on the other one.

"Go on, weren't you so desperate to make me lick other girls out? It's your turn, bitch!" I laugh, as Judith begins lapping at my slit frantically, using all the effort she can muster. I suppress a moan, not wanting to let her know she's doing anything right, but to be honest, to use the cliche, it feels so wrong yet feels so right. She must have done this several times before, because it's not long before I can feel the orgasm coming, yet, I force myself to clear my head, knowing that it would be all too easy to let that bitch get me off, and escape the punishment. I stand up, and slap Judith across the face.

"Too slow, bitch." I lie, despite feeling my juices running down my legs. Judith looks up, her eyes wide with fear. "No. NO! Alexis, please, please, I tried, I fucking tried-AAAAAARGGHH!" Judith's shrill scream fills the air, as I walk around the back and slam the vibrator up her pussy, the Tiger Balm searing every nerve in her. I stand and watch, amused, as Judith begins to struggle and shake violently, two coated vibrators in both her openings now, her entire body glazed with sweat, tears streaming down her face, flushed a lovely shade of crimson from the exertion and shame. I take out my phone and snap a few more pictures, laughing as she tries to look away and slapping her to make her look at the camera.

"Now, we're going to play a game. Remember whatever you used to do to me? So...what are you?"

"What...no...you're crazy...NGH!" She gasps, as I yank on both the binder clips.

"Say it...come on.."

"I'm...I'm a slut..." Judith gasps.

"And?"

"I'm a bitch...NGH!" I tug again, laughing.

"Whose bitch? Go on, say it all out, like you forced me to memorise..."

"But...AGH!" I give Judith a vicious backhand this time, then walk over and pick up the cane.

"Next time, I'm going to make sure your ass is bright red. Go on, what are you?"

"I'm...Alexis's bitch...her cheapass slut...to be used...and given away....as she wishes...her fucktoy...I'm just a whore...who exists to be fucked...and to pleasure people..." Judith whimpers, as I tap the cane lightly against her breasts.

"Whose tits are these?"

"These...whore's tits...are yours...are the property of Alexis..." Judith gasps, as I flick them with the cane.

"Glad to know you've learned your place, Judith." I chuckle, as I swat her chest with the cane anyway, making her scream. "You see...it's not as fun when you're the one getting her pride stripped from her, is it?" I laugh.

"Now...let's finish this off." I undo the rope, letting Judith crash to the floor, then throw a towel at her. "You have 1 minute. Wash yourself up, and then get back here and kneel."

"What the...AGH!" Judith screams, as I yank both the binder clips off her tits without warning.

"Do you or do you not want to end this?" I grin at her. "Come on, former bestie...better listen...or I'll call your two friends back to play after they finish with Clara...oh and-" I hold up a can of pepper spray from the duffel bag (Pepper spray? I'm fucking glad that I'm in control tonight, not her) "-if you try to fight back or run...I think I can overpower one well-fucked and worn out bitch by myself." I grin. "So shower."

"You're a fucking psycho." Judith grits her teeth, as she struggles to the shower, unable to walk properly.

"So are you, Judith." I laugh.

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Oh, the fun's just beginning, girl. I think to myself, as I begin filming her agonised shower. As Judith gets out, I wave her up against the wall.



"All you have to do now, is to play with yourself."

"What the fuck?" Judith screams, only to be cut off by another slap.

"Yup, play with yourself. Oh, and act like you're enjoying it. Moan as many slutty words as you can. A media undergraduate shouldn't have trouble with her english, right?" I giggle. Judith glares at me, as she begins playing with herself, rubbing her pussy and cupping her breasts, forcing herself to moan all sorts of filthy words and phrases about herself, while her face continues to flush red, and tears well in her eyes, glaring at me as I film it on my phone. I know the humiliation she's feeling, having gone through it myself, but she's probably feeling it tenfold tonight, because hey, the girl that she's been taking all her angst out on is now in charge.

And it's about to get worse, I think to myself, as Judith jerks taut, her juices spraying across the room, then falls limp, gasping. Before she can say anything, I quickly snap a handcuff across one wrists, then the other to the window grilles, effectively restraining her on the floor, then snap a few more pictures.



"Now...Judith...looks like you're the real whore. Beaten up by another girl, forced to eat her out, and still able to play with yourself?" I grin at her, as I begin typing on my phone.

"You're just as fucked up yourself." She hisses.

"Oh, still as proud as ever. But you won't be so proud when you see this..." I turn the phone screen to face her, and her face goes blank, her jaw falling open with shock.

Because there's an email composed on my iphone, an email with all the pictures and videos of her humiliating herself attached, and a few of her eating me out as well.

An email addressed to everywhere. Sggirls.com, chio-eves.tumblr, sgerotica,com, singapore hallsters, gutter uncensored, nearly every single erotica-related blog in Singapore, and some overseas ones as well.

"Just because you've always been threatening me. Go on, plead, girl. And before you try to threaten me with a counter-threat..." I pick up Judith's phone, and open the back, showing her an empty SD card slot. "You see, when you want to blackmail someone, always make a copy. You don't have to leave it lying around if you want to keep your blackmail material secret, but at least you have a backup..." I grin, as I show Judith her SD card, then snap it in half. "I know you too well, stupid bitch. We were best friends for too long, after all."

"Alexis..." Judith finally finds her voice, a strangled plea escaping her lips. "Please...no..."

"Oh yes, I forgot, I left something out." I grin, as I pull out her wallet, searching through, then add a photograph of her NRIC to the email. "There we go. Anything else you'd like me to add?"

"Please Alexis...don't...you'll...please...my whole life...it'll just end..." Judith is pleading now, her eyes streaming tears. Oh, how the fucking tables have turned.

"You ruined my whole life too, Judith. Just think of this as payback, bitch, because today? You're the one about to feel the pain." I look at her, my eyes steeled, my voice hard, as I put the phone in front of her face, and as she screams in shock, I press Send.

"Enjoy your new-found fame, Judith." I grin. "Perhaps now you'll have all the men you want, worshipping your body, just like you enjoy so much."

I settle down against the wall, grinning. I watch, as the men finish with Clara and come in to use Judith, but by that point she's still in shock, and barely puts up a fight as they take turns with her. When they're done, they pack up, laughing, not knowing what I've done, as they take Judith and Clara out of the house, mentioning something about "bringing them back for the night.", but frankly, I'm still lost in the afterglow of revenge...

Until Steph, still in her underwear, comes over and sits next to me, offering me a towel.

"Alexis, you alright?"

"Yeah babe, I'm alright. Why?"

"You have this crazed gleam in your eye..." She speaks carefully. "And so do you." I retort, laughing. "I heard you went full-out crazy on Clara."

"Yeah, well...I'm actually worried I might have gone too far. I made her facetime her boyfriend while she was um...using her mouth on one of the men." Steph confesses, her face red with embarrassment.

Seriously, girl, you're cute. You've gone through all sorts of humiliating sexual gymnastics, you've probably done every single thing in the Kamasutra, but you can't just say "...while she was blowing someone"? Guess you really were an innocent, sweet girl deep down.

"Well, I can one-up you." I grin. "I made Judith masturbate, then I filmed the whole thing and sent it all over the internet-" "WHAT?!" Steph's shocked exclamation cuts me off.

"What? Might as well let her be the scandal of the month, that's bound to stop her-"

"You saw those guys! She has all sorts of connections, and while they might have been giving her a penalty, she's still probably quite high up in wherever they're from! Don't you realise how much trouble we could be in?" Steph looks at me, her eyes wide with shock.



"Uh...I think it should be fine...right? They're probably too busy now, they took her back to their place, and besides, scandals like this blow over quickly..." I quickly throw out the words, anything, trying to reassure Steph, but deep down, inside me, my entire core is sinking into a vortex, trying to figure out the ramifications of what I've just done, and just what might happen as a result of my moment of losing control.

This might not work out to be that awesome, after all. I think to myself. Fuck.

To be continued (in the next new story)...

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New Story.......

The emcee's voice announced "...and for the outstanding top student in the Diploma of Business Administration, the award goes to...Miss Chong Shu Zhen, Alexis!" filled the auditorium as Alexis, her face beaming with pride, strode onto the stage and shook the director's hand, holding her award with an expression of sheer joy. As she walked down the stage, she reached into the pocket of her skirt under her graduation gown, scrolling through her whatsapp contacts until she found the chat group for her clique, tapping out a quick message as she returned to her seat.

"It's on tonight, right?"

The replies came flooding in quickly enough.

"Of course, you're the star!"
"Looking forward to it!"

Alexis grinned to herself, as she sat down, waiting for the rest of the ceremony to end. As she posed for photographs with her friends and went around hugging her former coursemates, celebrating the end of three years, the delights awaiting her that night were at the back of her mind, her anticipation building as she reached home, tossing her gown to one side, then quickly grabbing an overnight bag prepared beforehand and heading out of the door, still in the white blouse and black bandage skirt that she had been wearing under her gown. Alexis flagged a taxi, her mind racing with anticipation and also a slight tinge of reluctance...or was it nervousness? She tried to push it out of her mind, as she slid into the backseat.

"Uncle, Downtown East chalet."

"Wah, girl, wear so formal. Going for fancy dress party ah?" The driver chuckled as he started driving.

"Well...kinda lah!" Alexis giggled, at the back of her mind thinking: Oh, it'll be a party alright, just less of the fancy dress.

To think it had all started from a simple remark.

2 Months Ago

"You'll definitely be top lah, Alex!" Her best friend, Elaine giggled, as she took a sip of her drink. The rest of her clique cheered, sitting around the condo pool, sipping from plastic cups as they chatted late into the night, celebrating a friend's birthday.

"Bullshit lah!" Alexis tossed her empty cup at her friend, laughing, the alcohol giving her a pleasant feeling and a red flush to her face. "I'll do anything if I'm top lor! That's how far I'm willing to bet!" She grinned, standing up.

"Sure or not?" One of the guys called, ogling Alexis's bikini-clad body, in a very unsubtle manner.

"Sure lah. Tell you what..." Alexis paused for dramatic effect. "...if I'm top, I'll let all of you fuck me! Ai mai?" She giggled. "One of you rent a chalet, I'll go there...but those two...." She spun to point at Elaine and Nicole, as they offered mock expressions of horror in return. "...those two..also join in! If I'm top, you guys just fuck all of us! How?" Alexis laughed.

"On!" "Okay!" "Swee lah!" The cheers of the guys filled the air, as one of them took out his phone.

"Say it lah, come on girls!" He laughed, all the teens too drunk for any common sense.

"Fine." Alexis giggled loudly. "If I'm top student ah...um...I'll let all of you gangbang me for one night...and...and..." she pointed at her friends.

"Yeah...I'll join in! Fuck yeah!" Nicole screamed, laughing at the top of her voice.

"Me too, you fuckers, I'm that supportive of Val!" Elaine yelled, as she yanked down her bikini top quickly, flashing her boobs to the camera, as the guys cheered.

"Then it's set!" The one holding the camera laughed, as he tossed his phone back onto the table.

2 Months Later

That had been a while back. But promises, even drunken promises, when involving sex, were the kind of promises that Alexis, Nicole and Elaine kept. And while Alexis had always been one of the more popular girls in school, her sexual experience had been largely limited to one-to-one encounters, never more than one person and never with a girl. So the thought of a wild, no-holds-barred party with guys she trusted...sent a tingle up her spine, as she leant back in the backseat, thinking of the challenge lying ahead that night.

The taxi pulled to a stop, as Alexis paid, drawing a few curious looks as she walked through a beach area in a formal white blouse, black skirt, and heels. She knocked on the door of the chalet, as Nicole opened the door, in a loose singlet that showed off her bra and fbts, giggling. "Come in! Wah, so formal? Nevermind lah, just make sure you don't damage it!"

Alexis closed the door behind her, as the guys began to cheer for the star of the night, finally ready.

"Wah, Alex, you sure you're ready for this?"

"Ya hor, don't report us tomorrow for rape ah?" One of the guys called, making the whole room laugh, including Alexis.

"Rape? Go fuck yourself lah! Wait, no need fuck yourself, I'll fuck you later!" Alexis called back, undoing her blouse's buttons to expose her small, perky breasts in the lacy black bra she wore for special occasions, making everyone cheer. "Elaine! Give me some of that!" She ordered, as Elaine handed her a plastic cup of vodka, Alexis draining the entire cup in one gulp, the warmth from the alcohol helping her to loosen up.



"Play some fucking club music! I'll strip for you guys first. Then we'll see who gets to go first! I can take up to three or four guys if I try hard enough." Alexis grinned, as electric music began blasting, a familiar track from her days in the Poly's dance company. As her friends clapped and cheered for her, she began gyrating to the beat, removing her skirt and blouse seductively, then pulling off her bra and tossing it to one of the guys, before sliding off her panties and tossing it across the chalet, standing naked in just a pair of heels, touching herself while she danced in her heels, no easy feat but possible for one of the best dancers in the school.

"Okay, stop touching yourself lah guys! Everyone gets a go at trying me out tonight!" Alexis grinned, standing shamelessly in the middle of the chalet's living room, hands on her hips, the guys ogling her perfect body. Years of dancing had left Alexis with a slim body, with firmly toned abs and legs, together with a faint tan from daily morning swims. The navel piercing and a small tattoo on her left hip only added to the smoking hot image she presented, and the whole package, including the fact that she waxed herself cleanly, made the guys unable to resist her.

"Soooo...who goes first?" Alexis licked her lips seductively, making eye contact with every guy. "I know, how about an auction? Winner gets to be the first cock in my mouth..."

"First cock? Please Alex, don't try and lie!" Nicole yelled, as the whole room burst into laughter.

"First for tonight lah!" Alexis called back. "Okay, let's go!"

The guys, unable to control themselves, their minds overtaken by the sight of Alexis in the nude waiting to suck them off, began throwing money from their wallets onto the floor. Nicole and Elaine gathered up the cash, counting, then tossed it on the table.

"Money goes to drinks and more food later, guys." Alexis smiled, as she pointed at the winner. "You, yes you! You're first, fucker! Get your cock over here!"

The winner walked over, as the other 5 guys settled back to wait their turn, their raging erections evident. Alexis giggled, dropping to her knees, pressing her firm, full breasts together and rubbing them to excite him even more, before giving his erect cock a long, slow lick.

"Mmm, now that's tasty. Hey, I have an idea!" Alexis looked across the room, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Hey Nicole! You know the whole thing about share a coke with your bestie? I think I want to share a cock with my bestie instead!"

"Wah, okay lor, lazy to do all the work just say lah!" Nicole laughed as she walked over and knelt next to Alexis. "You start and I'll help?"

Alexis nodded, as she wrapped her lips around the hard shaft facing her, then began sucking slowly, her head bobbing up and down as she placed her hands behind her head, making eye contact with the guy. Her "look, no hands" style of giving oral was something that many guys loved, making sure that her blowjobs were remembered well and prized by those who received them. Added to Nicole's gentle licking on the guy's balls as well as taking turns with Valerie to lick and suck on the shaft, and it wasn't long before he was grabbing Alexis's head, groaning as he tangled his fingers in her hair and pushed down.

"Yes, that's it, give it all to her, fill her mouth right up!" Nicole began cheering her friends on, slapping Alexis's ass and tits playfully. As Alexis continued sucking faster and faster, Nicole began squeezing her breasts with one hand for fun, while stroking the guy's balls with the other, until finally he pushed all the way into Alexis, who took the entire length without gagging, her eyes bright with enjoyment as he came in her mouth. Alexis waited till the last spurt, then slowly, seductively slid off his cock, then looked at him, making eye contact as she swallowed slowly, then licked her lips, picking up her discarded panties and using it to wipe his shaft clean.

"Okay big boy, go and rest, you'll need to recharge if you're going to give me a good hard fucking later." Alexis giggled. "Okay, Elaine, who's next?"

"Well, the next two kinda paid the same, so it's a tie..."

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"Fuck it! I'll suck both at the same time! You two, let's go!" Alexis yelled, as Nicole planted a quick kiss on her lips, tasting the cum left on them.



"Mmm, that's nice...have fun babe." Nicole stood up, heading over to the sofa. "Okay, guys, stop touching yourselves, let's play some strip poker while you're waiting. Don't you want to see Elaine and me join in the fun?"

Alexis, faced with two cocks in her face, placed one hand on each and began stroking, giving the one on the left a quick lick. After the first few licks, she turned to the right and began paying the same attention, alternating between the two cocks, smiling widely as both her friends looked down at her, groaning with the pleasure...

To be continued...

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Alexis moaned, her lips wrapped around the shaft of the guy on her left while her right hand slowly stroked the guy on the right, both of them groaning with pleasure from Alexis's talented handling of their erect dicks. Alternating between the two, she took turns to suck and lick each of them off, enjoying the taste in her mouth and craving more with each movement of her lips and tongue.



"Mmm...you boys are enjoying this, aren't you?" Alexis murmured in a seductive tone, looking up and making eye contact with each of her friends as she stroked their cocks. "Alright, scissors, paper, stone please!" Alexis called out, her hands slowly sliding up and down each shaft. Her two friends looked down at her, confused. "Just do it! You'll see what happens." Alexis giggled, the combination of alcohol and throwing her inhibitions out the window leading to all her wild, silly ideas appearing.

"Oh, okay, you won. That means..." Alexis turned to the winner, and wrapping her lips around his cock, slid all the way down till the full length was deep in her mouth, hitting the back of her throat. Hours of practice with guys who were more than willing to be sucked off by Alexis, had led to her lack of gag reflex. In fact, Alexis had lost count of the number of times she had been told that she sucked cock like a pornstar, and she loved hearing it each time anyway. As she cupped the balls of the guy she was deepthroating and caressed them gently, she began jerking the other guy off faster and faster, until he groaned, making Alexis slide her lips off her friend and turn just in time to look up with a grin on her face as he spurted his warm, gooey cum all over her elegant features. Alexis turned back to the other cock and began sucking faster and harder, until he too lost control and began spurting into her mouth, as she patiently waited for him to finish and then opened her mouth, showing both of them her mouthful of cum. But before they could react, Alexis swallowed, knocking back the thick fluid like a shot of alcohol, then stood up, smiling despite the strings of cum over her face and hair.

"Uh, uh, uh, no photos, no evidence, remember? But I'm sure you'll take that sight with you forever. Maybe I'll get someone to cum on my tits later and add to the show." Alexis giggled, using one finger to wipe up a stray droplet of cum from her chin before sucking it off the finger. Her two friends, spent from her talented efforts, collapsed onto the sofa as Alexis walked over to the poker table. In the time taken to suck two cocks, Elaine and Nicole had somehow managed to lose all their clothes at poker, but whether they were even trying to keep them on would have been hard to determine. Nicole lay on her back on the table, panting, her eyes closed, with one hand rubbing her nipples while the other was tangled in Elaine's hair, pulling her firmly in between her legs. Elaine's hands were busy rubbing herself as well, while she licked and slurped passionately at Nicole's slit, Nicole's little cries of pleasure beginning to fill the room.

"What the fuck? That was fast." Alexis laughed, as the other guys turned to take in the sight of their friend, still naked and with a faceful of cum.

"Yeah, they somehow weren't even trying. Bet all their clothes, and when they ran out of clothes they bet on performing for us." One of the guys laughed. Nicole, Elaine and Alexis featured prominently in the fantasies of many guys in the Poly, and to have two of them performing a show while the other wandered around offering herself to the rest of them was a dream come true to the guys in their clique. Alexis put her hands on her hips with a mocking expression of faked confusion, as she pouted at the guys.

"Hmm...so who hasn't had a go yet? Okay, you, and you. And fuck it, you too! Three of you! Let's go! I've got something else to try." Alexis ordered, pointing at the chalet's bedroom with a mischievous grin.

"Wait...three ways?" Nicole panted, raising her head to look at Alexis. "I thought...uh, yes Elaine, slower...I thought you were the...ugh...uh...type that was for one-at-a-time?" She gasped.

"Well...I'm here for a party. Go hard or go home." Alexis grinned, as she skipped up the staircase, her perky breasts bouncing slightly as she bounded up the stairs and opened the room door, her heart rate starting to increase at the thought of her first time taking more than one cock at the same time. She turned around, then waved a hand.

"Okay, in no particular order...you! Mouth. You! Ass. And you..." Alexis waved at the bed while pointing to the final guy. "You get my cunt. Go lie down first!"

The moment her friend lay down, Alexis bounced onto the bed, looking him in the eye seductively as she straddled him, then slowly pushed herself onto his full length, moaning as she felt it penetrate her, the first to finally penetrate her moist softness for the night. Alexis closed her eyes for a moment, savouring the pleasure, then opened it and leaned forward, supporting herself on the wall behind the bed with one hand as she waved towards her ass with the other hand.

"You! Get on." Alexis ordered. Her friend needed no persuasion, as he eagerly mounted the bed, only for Alexis to turn and open her mouth.

"Come on, I'm not that kinky. Get it lubed up first!" Alexis grinned, as she spat on her friend's shaft, then licked it a few times until it was glistening with her saliva, before turning to face the wall again. "Now, go in and stay there." Alexis grinned, arching her back and moaning softly as the second shaft to penetrate her slid into her ass and went as far as it could.

"And now, that leaves one..." Alexis braced her hands on the wall, then turned her head and opened her mouth wide. "Get in-ghkkkkkk." She gagged slightly, as her friend eagerly shoved his full length into her wide open mouth. Alexis slid back, gasping for air, then gave him a look of fake anger.

"I wasn't done talking. Once you're in...all three of you? Go hard and fast at the same time, and fill me up!" Alexis grinned, as she opened her mouth. Her friend standing on the bed grabbed her head as she turned to the side and began fucking her face hard, Alexis's eyes filled with glee despite her spluttering and choking, while her friend below her began thrusting upwards into her pussy and the one behind her began slamming her ass hard, grabbing her small breasts for support. Alexis groaned, her slim body barely able to take the triple penetration yet wanting more and more. Her dancer's stamina was pushed to the limit as her friends fucked her hard and fast in all her holes, her moans of sheer pleasure muffled by the cock in her mouth as her back arched in pleasure.

The first to climax was the one in her mouth, Alexis's eyes going wide as she felt the thick spurts fill her mouth, her friend pushing her head down and keeping it in place, Alexis sucking on his shaft as though she was trying to extract every last drop of cum from him. As he pulled out, groaning with the pleasure, Alexis swallowed, looking him in the eye, then licked her lips with a grin, before the moment was cut short as the one in her ass came, Alexis moaning with pleasure as she felt the warm fluid fill her insides. As he pulled out, Alexis began riding the last cock harder and faster, squeezing her cunt around his shaft and arching her back as she felt an orgasm approaching, She tilted her head back, gasping as both of them came to an orgasm at the same time, the sensual feeling of being filled with cum in all her holes heightening Alexis's pleasure. Alexis slid off her friend, grinning at him as he lay back, worn out from her energy and intense fucking.

"So...bet you guys enjoyed that eh?" Alexis giggled. "Now...let's go join the rest." Without waiting for her friends, Alexis sprung to her feet, walking a little stiffly from the intense fucking she had just received, and opened the door of the room to reveal Elaine and Alexis, busy using their mouths to get the other guys hard again, still halfway through paying off their losses at poker.

"When they're done, I'm going to show you exactly just how dirty my mind can be, and they're going to help." Alexis whispered seductively, as she grabbed a towel and used it to mop up the cum trickling down her slim legs, as the guys grinned at each other, not believing their luck.

The next morning, as they packed up, Alexis put on her crumpled clothes, choosing not to wear any lingerie, completely sore from an entire night of being used. As their clique walked to breakfast, the three girls walked slowly, completely worn out, but with blissful grins on their faces from what would be a memory to last them for life.

Because what better way to celebrate your graduation, than with a gangbang?

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New Stories of Incestuous behaviors..... ......

Comatose Alexis and Me

"Samuel!"

Remember when your mother's voice called your name and it had that special tone in it that meant something serious was happening, and that you were part of it, but you didn't know whether that was a good thing or a bad thing yet?

That's the tone of voice my mother called my name in. It's that tone that makes you wonder if maybe you should sneak out and pretend you didn't hear her.

"Samuel!" she called again. There was an added note of impatience in her voice.

I decided that bright and chipper might deflect any anger that was headed my way.

"Yeah, Mom," I said happily. "What's up?"

"I need you to read to Alexis."

I opened my mouth to complain, but she held up her hand to forestall me.

"I know!" she barked. "You've established beyond question that participating in the care of your sister is an onerous task that will practically kill you, but your Aunt Betty is having her baby and I need to be there to help her for a week or two. Your father is working on a big project that could mean a promotion for him, so you're just going to have to step up and deal with things. She's your sister, Sam. She would do this for you if it were necessary."

"Yeah, right," I thought darkly, but I kept my mouth shut. My mother's tone of voice also suggested that this was not a negotiable situation.

"It's not the end of the world, Dear," she said, already selecting things to take with her to her sister's house. "We're reading her Monster Dick, and if you finish that, there are any number of other classics you can start on. It's only an hour or two a day, and it's summer. You have plenty of time to give a little to your sister."

Alexis, as is already clear, is my sister. She's a year and a half older than I am, and if you look up pushy, snotty, prima donna sister in the dictionary, her picture will be there as the ultimate representative of that concept.

Well ... it would have been before the accident. When I was 14 and she had just gotten her license, she went out and smashed up the family car. She was probably texting, eating a hamburger and putting on makeup at the same time she was driving breakneck speed somewhere she didn't really need to go.

Whatever the cause, though, the result was that she was in a coma, and had been in that coma for over six months. Other than the coma she was perfectly fine. When it became clear after a couple of months in the hospital that she wasn't going to wake up, they'd brought her home and she was in her own room. There were tubes stuck in her to feed her and for other stuff I didn't even want to think about, but other than looking kind of pale she looked like she was only sleeping or something.

I felt bad about all this, but not for the reasons you're probably thinking. That's because it had been kind of nice at first. I mean she wasn't screaming at me any more, or telling me 10 times a day how stupid I was. There were no more slumber parties where she and her bitchy friends would throw open the bathroom door and run in screaming and giggling while I was in the shower, embarrassing me. Nobody called me ‘pencil dick’ any more.

But after a while it felt all wrong. I mean nobody was screaming at me any more, or telling me ten times a day how stupid I was. And there were no more slumber parties where she and all those other wet dream babes would throw open the bathroom door and run in screaming and giggling while I was in the shower. It might have been embarrassing, but all those smiles could be turned into something else when I was in bed, in the dark. I had a lot of really good jerk off sessions because of Alexis and those girls.

After they brought her home I used to go in her room and look at her sometimes, but it was creepy, because no matter what I said, or called her, she never moved at all. I called her some pretty bad things too, because I knew I'd never get another chance. But it didn't make me feel better. In fact, it made me feel so bad that I quit going in there at all.

My parents had done all the research after the doctors delivered the prognosis, which was basically "She might come out of it, and she might not." They had glommed onto the idea that someone in a coma might not be able to interact with the world, but could still be aware of what's going on around them. So they embarked on this whole thing where they got what would have been her assignments from school, and read her the text books and pages of class notes that the teachers sent home. They went over all the math problems, explaining them to her and read her the newspaper every day and stuff like that. My parents were the only people I knew who could routinely answer all ten questions on Are You Smarter Than A U-Grader?

And they read her books.

I didn't pay that much attention to them when they did all that stuff. I knew they had read her all sorts of books, from Tom Sucker and Alice Through the Looking Class, to books by Tammy Sassy and John Guru. As for me - I like comic books, and I had lots of time to read them because my big sister wasn't bothering me any more.

Mom's job was on the computer, so she could do almost all of it from anywhere she could take her laptop. As such she was the one who spent the most time with Alexis, often 8 or 9 hours a day. She even bought a special chair to put in Alexis's bedroom so she'd be comfortable as she sat and read and talked for hours.

Mom said Alexis deserved to have a vacation just like everybody else. Mom tried to believe that Alexis would be okay, and that some day soon she'd just open her eyes, say "Where am I? What happened?" and then go back to being completely normal. Dad lasted about 3 months that way, but now I think he was just going through the motions to keep mom's dream alive.

So, at least for a week, I was going to have to take Mom's place, and read to Alexis. Luckily it was summer, so there were no classes going on. I had enough of my own homework during the school year to try to take hers on too, especially since she was a year ahead of me. And, thanks to the politicians who care so much about kids they don't know, it wasn't legal for me to work a real job yet. My moving business gave me minimal spending money, and didn't take all that much time.

I walked in her room for the first time in a long time. It was quiet ... too quiet ... and spooky somehow.

Alexis was lying there, like always, her brownish black hair fanned out on the pillow under her head. I thought of Sleeping Beauty for some reason, and studied her face.

I was shocked to realize she was beautiful. I mean she'd always been the model of growing girl, morphing into teenage even-more-girl, if you know what I mean. I had gotten to see her develop bumps on her chest, and other growing up stuff. Just because I was younger than her didn't mean I was either blind or stupid. I'll never forget one day going in the bathroom and finding the water in the stool stained bright red, obviously by blood, and what seemed like a lot of it. I'd yelled for Mom, because it was pretty clear that somebody had gotten hurt bad. She came in, looking flustered, and when she saw what I was concerned about, she relaxed.

"Your sister is having her first menstrual period," she said calmly. "I'll remind her not to leave the commode like that again."

Then she flushed the stool and left. Just like that.

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Of course Alexis found out I'd seen what I'd seen, and she apparently decided that was an unforgivable trespass, because she said that if I ever told anybody about what I'd seen she'd kill me in my sleep. She seemed to go out of her way to loathe me even more after that.

Huh. It just occurred to me that I did tell somebody else about that - all of you, just now - and there isn't a thing Alexis can do about it. She's still lying there, looking like something out of a fairy tale.

What seems crazy is that, in a way, I wish she was screaming at me for telling that secret. Life's funny, huh?

Monster Dick was lying on the chair, ready to go. There was a book mark near the beginning, where Mom or Dad had left off the night before. Besides reading during the day, they always read some kind of story to her at bedtime, and told her to have sweet dreams and all that kind of stuff.

"Hey," I said in generic greeting to the comatose girl on the bed. I felt stupid immediately.

She just laid there, of course.

"I'm going to be reading to you for a week," I said. It was really uncomfortable, talking to somebody who looked kind of dead. It didn't seem like Alexis somehow. And it was really quiet.

"You need a radio in here or something," I muttered. I picked up the book. I sat down and opened it.

I'd read the book in English class the year before, and I still remembered it. Whoever had been reading to her last had stopped at one of the places where Ishmael goes on and on about social justice or human nature or some crap like that. I read a few lines and all I could think of was that I was probably going to die of boredom. Right after my mom left Dad called and said he had to go on a trip, and wouldn't be back for three days. I thought about telling him about Mom going to Aunt Betty's, but I knew if I did, he'd cancel his trip and stay, and Mom had said what he was doing was important, so I kept it to myself. Still, I imagined him returning from his trip to find my dried out husk, holding this stupid book open. Alexis would still be alive as all get out, but I'd be worm food, having expired for the lack of the will to live.

I closed the book and looked at Alexis.

"Look, the deal is that this guy Ishmael signs on to this whaling ship. It's called the Perquat or something like that, and Captain Ahab is the captain. And he's got a hardon for this white whale named Monster Dick that sank his ship and bit his leg off, so he's out to kill this whale. And so they sail all over the ocean until they find Monster Dick and there's this big battle and they stick a dozen harpoons in him and he sinks two or three ships and in the end Captain Ahab puts the last harpoon in him, except the rope wraps around his neck and Monster Dick pulls him down into Davey Jones’ Locker and the only one who survives is Ishmael."

She just lay there.

"So I'm not going to bore you with reading this crap," I said.

I got up and went to my room and picked a comic book at random. It was a Fantastic Foursome, and I took it back to her room. Then, for the next hour, I described each panel, and the speech bubbles, and I made sound effects noises and stuff like that. I even acted out some of the scenes. Not that she'd notice that, but I was having fun getting into it.

And the whole time she just laid there like a bump on a log.

When that comic book was finished I sat there looking at her. Nothing had changed. She still lay there with her eyes closed and her pale face was calm. It was eerie and something made me reach out and touch her, just to make sure she wasn't cold and dead. I was startled, because her skin felt really warm. I brushed her cheek with the back of my fingers.

"I wish you weren't like this," I said softly. "I mean you yell at me a lot and stuff ... but I kind of miss it. Not that I want you to yell at me again if you wake up."

I touched her hair. Mom had this thing she could put under Alexis's head that let her wash her hair every so often. She'd done that recently and the hair was soft. For some reason I leaned over and took in a deep breath with my nose right in her hair. It smelled wonderful.

"So if you woke up it would be okay," I said into her hair. "I mean you could yell at me once in a while ... just not too much."

She lay there, and I felt stupid.

"Okay," I said, standing up. "I'm gonna go get something to eat, but I'll come back later. Maybe I'll read you a classic Fuckuaman I got at the comic shop last week. It's awesome."

I looked at her and thought of Sleeping Beauty again, which was stupid, because she got thrown around in an accident, instead of eating a poisoned apple, and she was in a coma instead of a magical sleep.

You know how you think about doing something, and you know it's stupid, but you do it anyway? I leaned over to kiss her on the cheek.

Yeah.

Then I took another deep breath of the smell of her hair.

"Your hair smells good," I said softly.

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Having demolished a quarter of a loaf of bread, and almost emptied the peanut butter jar, I cleaned up the smears of grape jam I'd gotten on the counter. I was rubbing in time with what was playing on the radio, and singing the lyrics. I whipped up the paper towel and rolled it into a tube and then sang into it like it was a microphone as the song ended, whirling in a circle.

It occurred to me that Alexis had missed a lot of top 40 hits. She'd always been singing and dancing around before the accident. It had been very distracting, because she had a nice body, really well developed, you know? Not that a brother is supposed to notice, but it was impossible not to when her boobs were shaking all over the place while she capered around in her PJs. I remember one time she was standing in front of the bathroom mirror, brushing her hair with the hundred strokes she did every night. She could have done it in her bedroom, because she had this big mirror in there, but she always did it in the bathroom, and that meant I couldn't take a shower or pee or anything until she was done. So I was standing there, trying to be a pest to get her out and she was taking her sweet time. She had her chest stuck out and I realized I could see the bumps of her nipples pushing through the material of her PJs. Suddenly I wasn't in such a hurry any more. Of course I got a hardon, which horrified me. I mean she was my sister ... and a bitch to boot!

But thinking of that made me think of her humming some song while she was brushing her hair, and how she'd missed all that music while she was unconscious.

I went to my room and got my Ipod. I did regular downloads from I-tunes whenever I heard something I liked, and that way I didn't have to listen to commercials all the time. I thought about just putting the headphones on her, but I couldn't tell her about the songs or who was singing them if I did that. So instead I made up a CD of selected tunes and took it to her room and put it in her computer. I turned on the speakers and adjusted the volume.

Then I commenced to act like what I thought a DJ would act like. I'd tell her what song was coming up, and who was singing it, and if I knew any tidbits about his or her life, like you sometimes see on the cover of The National Enhancer and like that. I didn't actually know if any of them had hit the charts, or what level they'd gone to, so I just made that part up, starting at "number forty on the hit parade." Around number 35 I realized I had a problem, because I could only get like 20 songs on the CD. That was stupid, because I put the things on it I liked the most, which meant when I made another one I'd be making the top 20 songs the ones I didn't like as much. But she was unconscious, and would never know the difference, so what the heck.

I danced while the music played, and did my made up DJ patter and all that. I only felt stupid a few times, but I decided to take the road of being glad I wasn't in her place. That made me feel kind of bad somehow, and when the CD finished I sat down.

"I know you probably can't hear me," I said, "but maybe the music helped. I'm sorry you're in a coma, Alexis. I know we argue and bicker all the time, but I really don't hate you. I mean sometimes I get a little ticked off when your friends tease me and stuff. It wouldn't be so bad if they weren't so hot. And when they come into the bathroom ... I don't know ... I guess it's confusing. I mean you guys call me ‘pencil dick’ ... but you keep coming in there and looking at me. It doesn't make sense. So I get frustrated sometimes. I guess I don't really think you're a bitch, even if you act like one sometimes."

She just lay there.

"So this is really stupid," I groaned. "Here I am talking to somebody who can't hear me, about her hot friends. You're hot too, by the way, since you can't hear me. When I came in here this morning and looked at you I thought of Sleeping Beauty. Cause you're really kind of a babe. I've gotten boners over you more than once, even though you're my sister. But don't get a big head about it. It's only because you're gorgeous, not because of your winning personality. Okay, I'm going to stop talking to the sleeping fairy tale girl now, because this is getting weirder and weirder. So I'll see you later, okay?"

I stared at her for a couple of minutes, and suddenly realized that she was lying there, on top of the covers in her PJs, which buttoned down the front on the top. And under those PJs were a pair of naked breasts. And inside those bottoms was a real, live ... well sort of ... pussy. She was asleep ... right? She'd never know the difference if I took a little peek ... right?

But I couldn't do it. And I couldn't do it precisely because she'd never know the difference. I mean I knew it would feel like I was a necromancer, or whatever they call those perverts who get off on doing nasty things to dead bodies. I shuddered at the thought of touching her like that.

Instead I turned and left the room.

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Mom hadn't said I couldn't leave the house. As I thought about it, I knew there were times she'd gone off and left Alexis alone. She'd never done that for more than a few hours, but it had happened. Talking to her had made me all weirded out, and thinking about peeking under her PJs had made me feel really terrible, so I went outside and ran around the house until I was gasping for air. I felt pretty stupid doing that too, wondering what anybody who saw me would think about it.

I was still worked up when I went back in. I looked in on her, just in case, and she was exactly the same. I saw her chest rise and fall and my thoughts went back to those breasts. I suddenly realized I was a pervert! I wanted to see them, necromancia or not.

I wandered over to her computer and pulled up an online dictionary. It wasn't "necromancy," though it was close. The dictionary said that was communication with the dead through sorcery. I didn't want to communicate with her ... just look. And she wasn't dead. At least I hoped not.

"I hope you're not dead," I blurted. Suddenly I had this vision of being in her mind ... being in a coma and being able to hear people talk, like my mother was hoping Alexis could hear. What would something like that sound like? I mean you're lying there, bored out of your mind because nothing is going on and suddenly a voice yells "I hope you're not dead!" I mean that would freak the shit out of me.

"Sorry," I said, getting up and taking a step toward her bed. "I was just thinking about peeking at your boobs, but I feel perverted about that and I thought it was called necromancy, but the dictionary says that's communicating with the dead and that's why I said I hoped you weren't dead."

I blinked. I was starting to feel like I was going to have an attack of some kind.

"Sorry about wanting to see your boobs," I said. "I'll try not to think about that any more, okay? And if you ever wake up, and you remember all this, I know I'm acting weird, but it's only because I don't know what to do. I really wish you were okay again ... even if you yelled at me."

The phone rang, and I ran to answer it, relieved to have an excuse to leave her room. It was my dad.

"Hey Sport. Your mom around?"

"No, she had to go help out Aunt Betty. I guess she went into labor."

"Oh," said my dad. "So you're batching it? When did this happen? Why didn't your mother call me?"

"I'm taking care of Alexis," I said, feeling guilty. So far all I'd done was read her a comic book, play her some music and lust after her like a necro-whatever-it-was.

"You okay with that?" he asked, sounding concerned. I got the feeling what he really meant was that he wasn't sure if he was okay with that or not.

"It's no big deal," I said. "I'm just reading to her, like you guys do."

"I'm proud of you," he said. "I'm going to be gone longer than I thought. Things are working out even better than we hoped, but it's going to result in longer negotiations as the contracts are written up."

"Oh. Okay."

"You going to be all right? I can come back if you need me to."

"Oh, I'm fine," I said.

"You have enough money?"

I didn't understand at first, and told him about the twelve-fifty I had in the bowl on top of my dresser.

"Didn't your mother leave you money for food?" he asked.

I told him she hadn't said anything about it, wondering how I'd get any food anyway. Both cars were gone and I was only fifteen. I wouldn't get my license for another four months, which seemed like four years to me. I could ride my bike to the store, but I couldn't carry much back.

He told me to get a pencil and paper and, when I had them, he gave me his credit card number and another number he called a security number I might have to have if I ordered pizza or anything. Then he gave me dire warnings about not using it for anything but emergencies. I wondered why he'd given it to me in the first place if I wasn't allowed to use it for anything. And was pizza an emergency? I mean he was the one who mentioned pizza, right?

"Just use it if you get in a bind," he said. "And you have my cell number. Call me if you need anything, okay Sport?"

"Got it," I said. Then, just in case, I added, "Use only for pizza and other emergencies."

"Right!" he said in his hearty voice. "I'm proud of you, Sam."

"I'm proud of you too, Dad," I said, thinking of all the other pizza-like emergencies I might suddenly have. He was already gone, though, which was probably good, seeing as how what I'd said sounded pretty stupid. I looked at the paper with the numbers on it that represented many more choices than I'd had only five minutes ago.

Things were looking up!

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I couldn't get Alexis's breasts out of my mind. I had no idea how to spell what I was looking for, so I just Googled "sex with the dead." Good old Google. And good old Wikipedia. After reading through that I felt a little better. At least I was sure I wasn't a necrophiliac. I didn't want to have sex with dead people at all, much less for any of the reasons listed. I did want to have a reunion with a loved one - Alexis - but not that kind of reunion. I felt better, but I still wanted to see her boobs.

I couldn't think of a name for that. I didn't think it was incest, because that's like a lot more than just looking, right? So finally I just typed "looking at your sister's boobs" into Google to see what happened.

Well, it became clear right away that pretty much everybody says it's a no-no and not to do it. But there were some really interesting questions on that page that nobody ever answered. Like "Why do I want to see my sister's boobs?" I mean that's a legitimate question, and having ten people say "Just don't!" doesn't help explain the desire. So I went to page two of the responses, and followed some links, and pretty soon the tone of things changed drastically! Instead of the "Just say no" people I found a whole raft of sites where they not only encouraged you to look at your sister's boobs, they suggested sucking them and fondling them and ...

I realized I had a boner. But that was okay, because I was, for all intents and purposes, looking at porn on the computer, even though there were no pictures, and I always got a boner from looking at porn on the internet, so that was normal. Even if my sister was involved ... kind of. And it was interesting, because I never knew people like this existed. There were whole clubs of people who got off on incest and invited people to come to nude camps to engage in incest where nobody could screw with you about it and stuff like that. Except your relatives. They could screw with you. They were supposed to screw with you. Get it? Ha ha.

I felt a lot better about myself after reading all that. I mean all I wanted to do was maybe take a little peek at this or that girly part, and that was nothing compared to what these people said they did. I was even proud of myself for only thinking maybe three times about using dad's credit card to see the pictures you had to pay to see on those sites. Of course I didn't. Still, it would have been pretty cool to see what a naked sister and brother looked like together. But I didn't, because there was pretty much no way I could think of to make that into an emergency.

But then I had a boner to deal with which, while it wasn't an emergency, was very demanding about being dealt with. I looked over at Alexis and went to my own room, to my own computer, where I had my favorite story site bookmarked. I did a search for cheerleader stories. I'd already read most of them, but there were two new ones, so I picked one of them and started stroking slowly. That story turned out to have been written by a secondary who spelled it "chearleader." The other one wasn't much better. I was looking over the titles of the ones I'd already read when it occurred to me that there might be stories about incest on this place too.

So I did a search for "incest."

There had been 18 titles listed in my search for "cheerleader." When the screen came up on my incest search, there were 25 titles listed on the first page and it said it was 25 of 1,934 listings. My jaw dropped.

After looking at a few pages I realized there was a lot of different kinds of incest, some of which was pretty weird if you ask me. I mean I knew some eight-year-old girls, and none of them were even remotely like the little girls in some of those stories. And like ewwww, who'd even want to do that with some stupid little girl? Grandparents were out too. That was just too weird. And while I liked my mom, thinking about seeing her boobs just made me feel icky. So finally I refined the search to brother/sister incest stories, and culled out a lot of the other stuff.

When I think about it now I can't believe I even did that. I mean I was like everybody else. I knew incest was wrong and horrible and perverted and all that. But reading about people who disagreed with that was really interesting or something. I'm not stupid. I know you can't believe everything you read on the net, but there was so much of it ... so many sites. At least a few of them had to be legit.

I started looking through the new list and this time I looked at the scores, figuring that higher scores might mean that at least the story was written by a highschooler, like me, instead of somebody who couldn't spell necrophilia. There was one by this author who thought he (or she - how was I supposed to know?) was a lubricant of some kind. Maybe he was thinking about creams used to beat off with. My best friend Marty Cork had to use something like that to beat off with because he was circumcised. I wasn’t, and everything on me worked nice without having to have extra help. Anyway, I pulled up one of his stories, because it had a pretty high score.

Wow.

I realized my cock had been forgotten while I read. I solved that problem and went back to a couple of places that had gotten my heart pounding. I'd never had sex before with anything except my hand. If I ever did have sex I sure hoped it could happen like this oily guy had written it. I spurted on the second spot I re-read. Then I read the other spots, trying to get my cock to stiffen up again because I just wanted it to keep going. I clicked on the author's name and it took me to a bunch of pages of stories. His profile link was there too. He was a guy and his pen name was about leprechauns instead of lubricants. Who understands adults? And he was old too! He was even older than my dad! I couldn't believe some old guy had written what I just read.

An hour later I had a new bookmark in my list. I didn't care if it was perverted any more. I had never gotten off so quick and so hard before. And the old dude had some stories that weren't about incest too, so I didn't feel like either he or I were quite as perverted as before. I mean I didn't really want to fuck Alexis. I still wanted to see her boobs, but that was all. I wasn't ready to have sex. I wasn't as mature as most of the brothers Fabrican wrote about. And he said they were all made up anyway. But it was fun to read.

I looked at my watch and about crapped. Three hours had gone by! I ran to check on Alexis, but she was exactly like I'd left her. I knew how to change the bags on the machine she was hooked up to, so I did that, and then checked where the needle was in her arm, like mom had showed me how to do. It looked fine. She looked fine. I touched her face again and she felt warm.

"I love you," I said. Then I felt guilty because I thought of loving her like the boys in Fabrican's stories loved their sisters. "Not like that, of course," I added. I realized I was blushing, and felt really stupid. "I'm going to get something to eat. Then maybe I'll read to you some more."

I left her room. I ordered a pizza.

Then I went back and pulled up the Fabrican bookmark again. It was still too soon to get hard again, though my cock was interested. Which was probably good, because it would have been awkward if I'd been whaling away at my stiff Dick when the girl delivered the pizza.

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"Here's your pizza," said Cathy, one of my sister's hotter friends.

I took the box from her. She stood there, like we weren't finished yet. But I'd already paid for the pizza on the phone, with the credit card. I couldn't think of anything to say. I cleverly came up with something. "I didn't know you delivered pizza."

"Yeah, it's just for the summer," she said. "To get some spending money. The tips help."

I realized then that what she was waiting for was a tip.

"All I have is my dad's credit card," I said, holding out an empty hand. She looked disappointed.

"Oh. How is Alexis?"
"She's good," I said. "Still in a coma, but good."

Cathy looked uncomfortable.

"You want to see her?"
"God no!" she said, looking startled.

"She's not contagious," I said, disturbed by her attitude. It suddenly occurred to me that none of Alexis's friends had come to see her since we brought her home. "She's just sleeping."

"Yeah, but she's like almost dead ... isn't she?"

My opinion of Cathy sank like a stone.

"No, she's only sleeping until her brain heals enough to let her wake up. She looks normal and she might even be able to hear people talk to her. I'm sure it would brighten her day if you said hi."

She looked startled. "Really?"

"Really. Come on in."
"We're not supposed to go inside customer's houses," she said, looking nervous.

"It's just me," I said. "Good, old, harmless Pencil Dick," I said, somehow feeling like I could needle her about all those times she'd barged into the bathroom with my sister and laughed at me.

She had the grace to blush. Maybe it's because she felt some remorse about it. Then again, having just gone through a growth spurt, I was four inches taller than the last time she'd barged in while I was taking a shower. I grinned at the thought that maybe she wasn't so sure of herself any more.

"Just pop in, tell her hello and what's happened to you recently. Then you can be on your way. I'll stay right here if it makes you feel better.

"No!" she blurted. "I can't do it alone!"

It actually took me ten more minutes to get her in Alexis's room. She was amazed, of course, because Alexis really did look quite normal, other than not waking up even if you lit a firecracker right next to her. Then she got all maudlin about how much time had passed without her coming to see Alexis and I told her nobody ever came to see her, which made her feel worse, which is what I was trying to do, even though I couldn't tell you why. I mean I already explained that barging in on me in the shower hadn't actually been all that traumatic or anything.

Anyway she promised to come back and see Alexis again, and to bring some of Alexis's other friends, and I said that maybe it would be better if they waited until my parents were home. I had visions of one of those out-of-control teenage parties erupting in the house, and my mother walking in on it and blaming me.

In any case, she left to go back to work and I went back to the computer, because now I could get stiff again because Cathy really was one of my sister's hotter friends. I pulled up a new Fabrican story about a brother and sister who got tangled up in the same photo shoot by accident, and it was photos to show examples of sexual positions. I tried to imagine Cathy and me as the characters. My cock was no problem ... stiff as a board and ready to go.

But for some reason Alexis's face kept pushing Cathy's away. Eventually I gave in and thought of Alexis, squatting over the boner I was stroking, saying: "Look, what if I just lodge it in there, just enough to hold it where we want it?" And then, as they took pictures, she "slipped" and sat down on me, getting a belly full of stiff prick.

I went off like a bomb. I spurted so hard that it got all over the keyboard and even on the screen. I felt like my head was going to explode. I never came that hard before. It was amazing.

The pizza was cold by the time I got back to it, but I didn't care. It tasted wonderful. I wandered into Alexis's room while I was munching on a piece.

"Got pizza here," I announced. "You can't have any." That seemed awfully cruel. "I wish you could," I amended. "When you wake up I'll buy you one all for yourself."

It was quiet in the room. I thought about making another CD so there would at least be some music, but I didn't feel like being a DJ again. I sat down in the reading chair.

"I messed up," I said.

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And then I confessed about wanting to see her boobs, and going to the incest web sites, and reading the Fabrican incest stories and trying to beat off to Cathy, but then changing it to her.

"I know I'm a pervert," I said sadly. "And it's good that you're in a coma so you don't have to deal with it. I mean I still want you to wake up, but I don't know what's happened to me, or why I got this way. And I promise not to look at your boobs or anything. I can't help my fantasies, but I promise you don't have to be scared of me or anything."

Of course she just lay there, not doing anything but breathing.

I checked her waste bag because I'd been putting it off. Now I almost looked forward to it, because surely that would make me think of things other than sex with my sister. It needed to be emptied, so I went and did that. Mom hadn't said anything about checking that tube where it entered my sister's body, so I found some self control from somewhere and left it alone.

I went to the living room and tried to watch TV, but I couldn't concentrate. I kept thinking "What if she really can hear things? I mean I just told her everything! She'll hate me when she wakes up. She'll scream how I'm a pervert and did perverted things and should be put in prison and everything!"

I had to explain it to her. I didn't really understand it all myself, but I had to figure out a way to explain it to her.

An hour later, just as it began to get dark outside, I decided I'd read her some of Fabrican's stories.

Then maybe she'd understand.

I had only read three or four of the leprechaun's stories, but they'd all been good and easy to read, and Alexis was unconscious anyway, so I just used her computer to log onto the site. It was quiet in the room, so I didn't have to strain my voice. I could just read at normal volume. I looked through his pages. I was surprised to find that two of the cheerleader stories I'd already read were by him. One was a really stupid one about a busload of cheerleaders all getting knocked up during a storm one night, but the other one was pretty hot and I'd beat off to it several times before. I kept looking, wanting to find a story that would make Alexis understand how powerful a fantasy can be, and why I couldn't help but have them once in a while.

The first one I tried was called The Making Of A Cocksman. I picked it because the synopsis said the sister had a bunch of friends, and that was like Alexis and her friends. I glanced over the first couple of pages and found that the similarity ended there, though, because Alexis wasn't like Claire, in the story. And her friends weren't like Claire's friends. But they did have a posse of sorts, though there wasn't a police, really. I figured it might be a good one to explain why I had those thoughts about her.

It wasn't quite like the comic book I'd read to her. I'd used different voices then, and sound effects and stuff like that. But I knew I couldn't pull off sounding like a young girl getting her bell rung, so I read most of it in my normal voice, just using emphasis in places that seemed to need it.

"Okay," I said. "I said some weird things a while ago, and I know you think I'm a pervert, but it's not like that. Not really. I just think I'm a guy, and guys get confused about girls, and so I get confused about you too. But I found this guy who writes these stories and they get me excited and I really like reading them, and I thought that if I read a couple to you too you might understand why I said the things I said." I looked at her. Her face was smooth and untroubled, just like before. "And the way I think about you and your friends is sort of like how this guy writes his stories. They're all fiction, and just for fun ... to think about ... you know, day dream a little bit? And I did that and that's why it sounds like I'm a pervert, even though I'd never hurt you or do anything to make you feel bad or anything like that."

Then I read her the story. It was about a kid named Samuel, like me, and I had to tell Alexis that it wasn't about me, but that I felt like that Sam did sometimes. It was funny in places, and I laughed. I really understood how confused Sam was sometimes. He got a lot of sex, and if all Alexis's friends acted like that around me I'm sure I'd freak out. I just reminded myself it was all make believe.

I got hard in lots of places. I told Alexis about each one, because I thought that would help her understand that I wasn't just an incest pervert, but got excited about regular sex too. I told her what parts I thought were really hot, and told her a couple of times that if she ever said or did anything like Claire was doing I'd freak completely out and stuff.

When I got done I was so horny that I knew I had to do something.

"I'll be back in a minute," I told her. I started to leave and the ridiculousness of the situation hit me. My sister was in a coma and I was going in the next room to beat off. I'd probably think about her and imagine her doing the stuff that Claire had done. While she was lying comatose in the next room ... where she couldn't see me ... or probably hear me ... whatever I was doing.

And if I did it there, where she was ... I could look at her instead of imagining her.

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I felt weird, standing there, looking at my sister, thinking about dropping my shorts and whacking off right there beside her. But the urge was strong. I undid my belt and the button on my shorts and unzipped them, but I didn't let them fall.

"I have this problem," I said to her. "The stories ... and you ... have me so hot that I need to beat off. I know you don't want to hear that, but it's the way things are. And I was going to go do it in my room, but I can't help wanting to do it here ... with you. I know it's completely perverted, and I know you already hate me and this will just make you hate me more. I'm not telling you this to torture you. Actually, I don't really know why I'm telling you at all."

I waited, but of course she didn't say anything.

"Okay ... I'm going to do it now," I warned.

I think I had some kind of twisted way of thinking about all this that said that if I told her I was going to, and she didn't complain, then it was okay to do it. I mean any idiot would see the problems with that way of thinking, under the circumstances, but I was really freaking out so maybe that's why I thought about things in a fucked up way.

Then I dropped my pants ... only to find that my cock had wilted.

"Well fuck me," I said softly. I looked up at her. "It got soft! I can't do it!"

A pain in my back woke me up. I was still sitting in the special reading chair in Alexis's room, where I had sat down after my abortive attempt to beat off while looking at her, confused about things. Eventually I apologized to her again for being a pervert, and then just started talking about things in our past, kind of re-living our childhood in words. I told her things she had done that I laughed about, and things that had made me mad. I told her about things I'd done to her to make her mad. I talked about vacations we had taken, and stuff that had happened on them. One of my favorite memories was of her and me in the way-back of the station wagon on long trips, with stuff packed all around us while we were lying there supposed to be sleeping. Our parents traded off driving on long trips, and we went non stop so there wouldn't be motel bills. At night, lying back there, it was a magical world with the only lights coming from passing cars or the infrequent town. Towns were best, because the lights flashed by in reds and blues and greens from the neon signs, mixed with the white of street lights and other white lights. Then it would be dark again and a little spooky. If my dad was driving the radio was on to a country station. If it was my mom, there was rock and roll playing. And the only person to share these things with was my sister, lying next to me. They were really good memories, and I told her that.

I got up. Nothing had changed with Alexis, of course, but I told her I'd fallen asleep in the chair, and was going to bed. I leaned over and kissed her cheek and smelled her hair.

"I really do love you," I said softly.

Then I went to bed.

The next morning I remembered my mother's last exhortation: "Don't forget her exercises!"

Alexis was supposed to be rolled over once or twice a day and her skin massaged so she wouldn't get bed sores. Then my mom (usually) would work her arms and legs, bending them and flexing them so that the muscles got some use and movement and didn't shrink down. Mom called this "Alexis's exercises" and I'd forgotten all about them.

So I got something to eat and then went in and apologized to her for forgetting. I rolled her on her right side, which was awkward because her right arm got under her and she wanted to keep rolling, or fall back. She ended up on her stomach, with tubes stretched places. I turned her head sideways and messed up her hair in the process. There was some special lotion from the pharmacy on the night stand, so I got that. I'd never done this before or watched Mom do it. I'd seen the exercises, but not the massage.

I soon realized that was because Alexis's PJs had to be removed to do it properly. Naturally, my mother wouldn't do that in front of me.

I thought about this for a while. I wanted to take her PJs off - there was no doubt about that. My cock was stiff as a board just from the thought. But I couldn't bring myself to do that either, even though I had an excuse and everything. So I just lifted the material of the top and slid my lotion-covered hand up inside, rubbing all over her back.

She wasn't wearing a bra, of course. My hand slid all over her back, slippery with the lotion. Her back felt like it was on fire, it was so hot. I imagined her saying "Feels good," but of course it was only in my imagination.

Then I contemplated the rest of her ... the back of her legs ... and her butt.

Before I knew it I had the bottoms pulled down as far as I could make them go, and was watching my greasy hand slide all over her naked butt. I felt like I was going to explode and my cock actually hurt!

"This is not good," I gasped. "Your butt is way too fine for me to be doing this!"

I forced my hand to go down below those delicious globes and massage the backs of her thighs. I couldn't get to her calves from that direction, so I pulled her bottoms back up and pushed the legs up. It was even fun rubbing her calves!

I knew she was supposed to lie on something other than her back for a few minutes, so I left her that way. My earlier guilt about beating off in front of her was miraculously gone and I had no trouble dropping trou this time. I grasped my hard prick and began stroking.

"I'm sorry," I panted. "I bet there are a hundred guys who would kill to do what I just did. And I was supposed to do it, so you can't be mad. And don't be mad about me whacking off to you either. It's so hard that if I don't do this it might break off." I looked at my sister's face, still composed, her hair half hiding her mouth. "Sleeping Beauty ... you're so beautiful," I moaned.

Then I spurted.

I hadn't exactly planned this, so I didn't have a tissue or anything else to catch my spooge. It was yucky, but my other hand had to do. It felt really good to get that release, though, so I didn't care. I was groaning and making all manner of noises that probably made it sound like I was dying, so I gasped out what was happening so she wouldn't worry.

Then, of course ... I felt stupid. There was a lot of that going around lately.

I went and washed my hands and came back and rolled her back over. Then I faithfully worked her arms for five minutes. Working with her legs was different. I lifted each one and bent the knee, pushing it up to her chest and then straightening the leg again. I did that ten times with one leg before going to the next. I did three cycles of that, probably because I stared right at the crotch of her PJs the whole time. It wasn't exactly sexual thoughts on my mind - I had just cum, after all - but rather curiosity about what a girl's pussy might look like when her legs were moving and things were being stretched out of shape, so to speak. I mean did the slit get all crooked or something? I imagined it looking like a lightning bolt, but was pretty sure that was impossible. Then I thought of it being twisted sideways, like the old joke about what an Oriental woman's pussy looks like. In Sex Ed class they said that research showed that a teenage boy thinks about sex about seventy times an hour. I had never believed that before. Most of us thought that was a lie that was supposed to convince the girls to be careful.

Now I wasn't so sure that was bogus.

I finished up and straightened her all out again. Her boobs were right there under those PJs, and it was really tempting. Just in case she could hear, I told her about it, and that I was resisting. Instead I went and got her brush and brushed her hair. That didn't work very well. I wondered if it was okay to sit her up. I'd never seen anybody do that. I figured out why when I tried to get her to sit up. She was as limp as a wet dishrag, and tended to slump sideways like she was made of warm Jell-O. I ended up going to get all the pillows in the house and propping them around her to get her upper torso in a position where I could get to her hair from the back.

The only way I could do that, though, was to climb up on the bed behind her. I did that and joked about how we were in bed together. Then I brushed her hair. I counted the strokes out loud, so she'd know I did a hundred.

I got her all situated again, but left the pillows in her room so I could do that again later. All I could think about was her boobs, which I complained about. Then I went outside and ran around the house until I was sweating. I got something to eat, but was still thinking about her boobs.

So I went and read her another story.