Carl
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Chapter 45: Their Plaything in the Playground and Enough Is Enough
Mind Control Sex Story: Chapter 45: Their Plaything in the Playground and Enough Is Enough - 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
We walked on and eventually arrived at a large open area with picnic tables and children’s play equipment – a climbing frame, a climbing net, swings and a roundabout.
Carl and Leo were sitting on one of the tables with a group of other men including the two who had followed me into the woods and the ones at the quarry. There was about a dozen, not including Carl and Leo and it looked as if it was going to be a long evening.
The men closed around me table making a variety of ribald comments as the big guy came up to me and with a huge grin said “I have first dibs!” and led me to one of the tables and bent me over it. He went behind me and there was a pause as he removed his trousers and a sudden fulness as a large penis was pushed into my already well lubricated pussy.
He was only given a few minutes before the little black guy joined us. I was moved back while he sat on the table and I was moved forwards again to give his long slender black wand some oral attention.
The fat guy was grunting and soon emptied himself into me and as he pulled out. His place was taken by someone else. I felt something warm and wet over my bottom and a finger opening my anus, be followed very quickly by something much larger. The surrounding guys went quiet for a minute as the man behind me drove himself deep into me.
To be honest, once my orgasms started, I lost track of who did what to me but I was taken in virtually every position in all my orifices; sometimes one at a time and sometimes more than one. From time to time, Carl would give me a plastic beaker of cold wine before someone else would take a turn. It continued well into the night until every orifice oozed semen but it seemed to encorage them rather than deter and I was in a receptive mood.
I was still pretty hazy in the car later as Leo drove Carl and myself back to the city. He dropped Carl off then took me back to the cottage. He undressed me with a gentleness quite surprising in such a big man and placed me in a warm bath, soaping my body as though I were a baby before towelling me dry and swept me up to place me naked into the bed.
I was asleep in microseconds and woke briefly to find myself with my head on his arm Seeing I was awake he ruefully extricated his arm and flexed it several times to dispel the cramp. I gave him a kiss on his nose and turned on my side facing away from him and felt him curl into place behind me, his other arm over my body pulling me into his. I fell asleep again in seconds.
The following day we spent in bed. He had put a large brown envolope on the side of the bed with lots of photos, some computer memory sticks and some memory cards Over breakfast I went through some of the material on a laptop Leo had brought with him and he also used it to show some of the video camera footage. It was all highly pornographic as I would have expected although the sections I found most worrying were the ones where his brother and his friends had participated.
Until I joined RLC, I was sexually experienced but oddly had seen no pornographic film and seeing myself in the “leading role” came as a complete surprise. I was astonished by my laughter and clear enthusiasm for what was happening to me on the screen. Both Leo and I became turned on by several of the scenes and several times during the day, I pulled him onto me or he would spread me out on the bed or the floor. He ran the film from the Ladies Clothes Shop twice and, unusually for Leo, took me from behind growling like a big bear.
He asked if I minded him having a picture of the two of us and he showed me one with my white legs wrapped around his black buttocks and our mouths presumably eating each others tongues. I have no idea if he held back anything else or copied anything but I felt I could trust him with it in a way I would never trust Carl.
Although I would be seeing Leo again, the thought of Carl’s “danger” left me with a longing that felt almost addictive.
At home I didn’t destroy all the material but from time to time I pull it out and relive some of events in my mind