Rachel the Secretary - Part 3
She passed out. When she came to the first thing she saw was Louise slamming down on Roger’s cock, sat astride him and moaning loudly. She looked amazing, lithe and sweating and screwing the arse off Roger who started to moan loudly and unload his come into Louise.
Lying on her side, Rachel was so turned on by the scene and became aware of her breasts starting to be massaged and sucked, whilst fingers noisily slurped into her swollen cunt and arse making her even more slick and sopping, the smell of spunk and pussy juices filling the room.
Roger slid out of Louise and Rachel buried her head between her thighs, sucking, licking and biting her pussy whilst drinking down the thick spunk and juices that ran out of her. Rachel was on her hands and knees and someone slid beneath her and pulled her onto a very large cock. She moaned and started bucking, grinding and coming all at once.
The room span and time blurred. She was still on her hands and knees but another cock was in her mouth and she was sucking for all she was worth. The incessant pounding of her pussy eased momentarily and she felt a second penis being squeezed into her cunt. She gasped as the pummelling continued and her pussy was stretched to its limit. The orgasm hurt like hell and the two cocks made a mess of her pussy. They pulled out to be quickly replaced by others. She was dimly aware of Louise screaming as she came when she blacked out again.
She first felt extreme discomfort. Light was breaking through a crack in the curtain and Louise, Roger and Marcus were no where to be seen. Her legs were tied to the bedposts and she was lying face down. She craned her head and saw Jaideep at the foot of the bed with a video camera in one hand and his cock in the other> Worst of all the fat Samir was pounding away at her arse like a jack hammer. He shuddered and emptied his ball sack into her stretched rectum for what felt like an eternity.
“She’s all done, he huffed, and her arse is so stretched I hardly touched the sides! Do you want to fuck her again Jaideep?”
“No thanks, she’s a mess, look at the state on her cunt! Let’s get her out of here before it wears off and she realises she’s been d**gged”.
She was bundled into a taxi in someone’s oversized overcoat, wearing nothing other than what remained of her stockings and heels. Somehow she got to bed, luckily her husband was away and the baby was with grandparents> she collapsed and slept for twelve hours.
When she awoke she surveyed the damage in the full length bedroom mirror: her pussy was obscenely swollen and gaped and one of the labia had split. Bite marks and bruises covered her entire body and her arse killed. Dried spunk was everywhere and even now still oozing out of every orifice. She went to the bathroom to start cleaning up and made two discoveries: a large cock ring was wedged tight in her pussy still and wore after ten minutes of evacuating an endless stream of spunk from her intestines she squeezed out a golf ball from her rectum.
Two weeks later the clinic diagnosed two STD’s, a month later her pregnancy was confirmed. It was time for revenge.
September 24, 2010, 11:48 pm
She passed out. When she came to the first thing she saw was Louise slamming down on Roger’s cock, sat astride him and moaning loudly. She looked amazing, lithe and sweating and screwing the arse off Roger who started to moan loudly and unload his come into Louise.
Lying on her side, Rachel was so turned on by the scene and became aware of her breasts starting to be massaged and sucked, whilst fingers noisily slurped into her swollen cunt and arse making her even more slick and sopping, the smell of spunk and pussy juices filling the room.
Roger slid out of Louise and Rachel buried
September 21, 2010, 9:48 pm
They’d started drinking at four in the afternoon and she already felt d***k as they headed for the restaurant. She hardly knew the technicians. One was in his late forties and quiet, Samir was in his early sixties, overweight and always lewd and trying to paw her. Jaideeep was in his thirties and a total gentleman, always looking after her, opening doors and making coffee for her.
They were all very d***k and the conversation started to turn increasingly bawdy. She sat next to Louise at dinner and they giggled together, playing along with the innuendo as it get smuttier and smuttier.
May 17, 2012, 4:48 am
Rebecca woke first in the cellars and gazed in total satisfaction at the sl**ping Jennifer, face down, at her side. She was beautiful with her auburn tresses lying in a great sheath on the pillow. Fondly Rebecca stroked her back feeling the traces of the whip on the velvet skin. Jennifer stirred and murmured in her sl**p. Rebecca felt an over powering love for the lovely girl at her side and bent to kiss her softly on the back. Part of her mind was still lost in the enchantment of the afternoon and night before and she closed her eyes revelling in the memory of it. Their whipping had been
May 6, 2012, 2:48 am
Thursday morning dawned grey and overcast and there had been rain overnight. From the windows of Waterstone House the view was unappealing. The outside was dark and damp and a light drizzle streaked the windowpanes. It didn’t seem likely to be a day that would inspire adventures out of doors. Debra was disappointed at that for she’d wanted to get out with Julie in the afternoon and explore the countryside around Marveaux. On an optimistic note the weather forecast had predicted a change for the better the next day and hopefully their planned excursion would be able to take place. It might
April 15, 2012, 9:48 pm
Jennifer had been becoming accustomed to life in the cellars and, whilst it was frequently arduous and often painful, it no longer held the dread that she had first held it in. It was, as Rachel had said, a very safe environment, even cosy in some bizarre way. You felt cocooned in the cellars, protected in some way and whilst many of the experiences were difficult to understand there was at least the comfort in knowing that they were not incomprehensible and that they were not random but carefully controlled. There was a security in knowing that one’s fate was held in the hands of competen
