Carl
Copyright© 2020 by LittleMo
Chapter 25: Not quite a little party!
Mind Control Sex Story: Chapter 25: Not quite a little party! - I fall into the hands of Carl where I am blackmailed into submission to him and his friends and sold to his acquaintances.
Caution: This Mind Control Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/Fa Teenagers Blackmail Mind Control Heterosexual True Story Gang Bang Group Sex Interracial Black Male White Female Anal Sex Double Penetration Teacher/Student Prostitution
2014 January to August
Because of my own work commitments and some business matters it was a few weeks before the event took place.
I arrived at the cottage late on Saturday afternoon and Dell and James greeted me at the door with scorching kisses you could cook with and extensive wandering hands syndrome which had me laughing as I made an unconvincing play of defending my honour and losing my panties in the process.
Carl appeared from one side and drew me away from them. He kissed me, then placed a large glass of chilled white wine into my hand, of which, I drank about two thirds in a long appreciative swallow. Leo stood behind Carl and with Carl still holding me (my breast actually) I tugged Leo down and kissed him. Just as he rose from the kiss, a hand gently caught my hand with the wine glass and it was refilled.
I swallowed about half of the refreshed glass beaded with condensation. It had been a long, hot drive to the cottage and I was really hot in other ways as well. This had been heightened by the welcome mauling by Dell and James and my body felt charged with electricity.
I asked “When do we get this party on the road?” I then drained my glass.
Dell came forward with a bottle and the glass was again refilled while Carl’s hand gently fondled my mound through my skirt.
He wriggled his tongue in my ear and whispered for everyone to hear. “I have some surprises for you this weekend.”
I took another large swallow of the wine and groaned “You had better hurry up before I explode!”
I sipped my wine this time already feeling the warmth of the alcohol undermining what few restraints I had. I opened my eyes to see two unknown black men behind Carl; he turned pulling me around to face them. He stood behind me, one hand now gripping my breast, the other still stroking my throbbing pudenda through the material of my skirt. My mouth went dry and I took another large swallow of wine guessing that they were at least part of the surprise.
“This is Mo! Fellas! We shall have some fun this weekend! Am I right or am I right?”
To read the complete story you need to be logged in:
Log In or
Register for a Free account
(Why register?)
* Allows you 3 stories to read in 24 hours.