Chapter 4

We all went inside and I had to service the boys again. They did it differently this time. In the past, when they raped me, it had always been one boy at a time. This time they put me on my hands and knees and Kevin took me from behind while I sucked Chuck off. Bryan had the camera going again.

After chuck came in my mouth, Kevin came in my pussy and made me clean him with my tongue. Then Chuck took the camera from Bryan and I was forced to suck Bryan off.

Chuck had just started filming when Mr. Stewart came out to see what was going on. He asked, "I see an open hole there. Does anyone mind if I plug it?"

Jordan laughed and said, "Oh, Dad! I told you! Any time you want to fuck her skanky ass you are welcome to it."

Mr. Stewart knelt between my feet and I felt him rubbing his still soft cock up and down the crack of my ass. I could feel it getting harder. But I was forced to concentrate more on taking Bryan's fat cock down my throat.

Still, when I felt Mr. Stewart's large cock sliding slowly into my wet pussy it felt pretty damned good.

I shuddered with pleasure and groaned around Bryan's cock, which he really liked. I had already had three or four orgasms this evening, much to my dismay. I was quickly building to yet another. It felt like it was going to be a big one!

Soon I was losing concentration. Bryan was fucking my face now. I no longer had to work to take him down my throat. That left me free to enjoy the overpowering sensations I was receiving when Mr. Stewart pounded his large cock into me from behind.

To make things even nicer, Kevin reached under me and started fingering my clit. That was all it took. I started screaming around Bryan's cock and cumming violently.

That set Bryan off and I quickly swallowed all of his cum. Then I was free to concentrate on the large cock that was fucking me violently and the fingers that were making it that much hotter. I started to cum again, only this time there was no cock in my mouth and I screamed out loud.

I was aware of everyone standing around watching and enjoying the show. I am embarrassed to admit it, but that made it just that much hotter for me. I felt Jordan's father grip my butt and slam into me several more times with all of his strength. Seconds later I felt him tense up and fill me with another load of hot cum.

He stayed there with his cock deep inside of me, until it finally went soft. I wanted to collapse to the floor. I had no strength left. But he held me up and when he finally slid his soft, wet cock out of me he pulled me around and made me clean him. He was a mess too. His cock and his balls and his thighs were all covered in my juices and his cum, as well as the cum from the boys that had preceded him. It took me several minutes to clean it all up.

Mr. Stewart watched me work on his slimy crotch. When he was satisfied he kissed Jordan and thanked her and went back to bed.

The boys left soon after. After everyone left, Jordan, Kelly and I went to Jordan's bedroom. I stopped in the bathroom on the way and let all of the accumulated cum drain out of me and then cleaned myself up.

Not much happened at first. Jordan and Kelly talked quietly. I was not included in the conversation. I was just a piece of property, after all.

I could hear them, though. Jordan asked Kelly if she had ever done anything with another girl. Neither of them had. Jordan's mother had recommended it highly though. And they were both pretty turned on after the events of the evening. They apparently decided to give it a try.

It was obvious that they were both embarrassed about doing it in front of the other. But Jordan finally undressed and stretched out on her bed with her legs spread wide and called me over.

It would not be my first pussy, of course. I had been forced to eat Paige yesterday. I would never have done it of my own free will. But I have decided that it wasn't all that bad. So I wasn't looking forward to it, but I wasn't all that put out either.

I knew what she wanted in the broadest sense, of course. But I didn't know exactly what she wanted. Did she want to be kissed and touched, a little foreplay first? Or did she just want me to eat her pussy?

I moved over to the foot of the bed. Jordan just waited for me to do something. So, I chose the course that seemed easiest to me. Eat her pussy. Get it over with quickly. That seemed to be just what she wanted.

I licked all around her pussy, taking my time and doing it right. It was obvious that she was very turned on. Her pussy was red and swollen and there was a very distinct aroma of sexual arousal. It wasn't unpleasant at all.

I was all too aware that I was the sex slave here. But I was getting a real sense of power, watching her reactions to my tongue and lips. She really enjoyed it. She started to lose control quickly.

I started burrowing my tongue into her very wet pussy. Then, when it seemed like she couldn't take it anymore, I concentrated on her clit. I began licking and sucking it and burying two of my fingers in her hot, steamy pussy.

When she started cumming she clamped her legs down on me and grabbed my hair and pulled. Hard! I found myself screaming in pain, right into her cumming pussy, until she finally let go of my hair.

I finally removed my fingers from her pussy when she was finished. I raised my head and caught my breath and waited to see what they wanted me to do next.

Jordan lay panting on the bed for several minutes before she finally sat up, unsteadily, and looked at Kelly. She seemed a little uncomfortable. I think that she was embarrassed that she had had such a great orgasm at the hands, and lips, of another girl.

She said to Kelly, "Not bad, do you want to try it?"

Kelly smiled and said, "It looked a hell of a lot better than not bad! Hell yes I want to try it!"

Jordan got to her feet and moved over to sit down in the chair that Kelly had occupied. Kelly came over and sat down on the bed. She looked at me and asked, "Yesterday, when you did this with Paige, was that really your first time?"

I nodded.

"Do you like it? Do you enjoy eating a girl's pussy?" she asked.

"It isn't as bad as I thought it would be," I answered as truthfully as I could. "I am having mixed feelings about a lot of the things you guys are forcing me to do. I wouldn't be doing them if Jordan wasn't blackmailing me. But I would be lying if I said that I don't get excited sometimes. I came a half a dozen times tonight."

She wouldn't accept that. She said, "You didn't answer the question. Do you enjoy it, eating out another girl?"

"You were watching Jordan just now. You saw the effect that I had on her. It is pretty amazing to be able to have that effect on someone. It excites me. It would excite me more if it was voluntary." I had answered as honestly as I could.

Kelly seemed to accept that. She started to lie back on the bed, but then she moved over and told me to lie down beside her.

I stretched out beside her and waited to see what she would want next.

She pulled me a little closer and our breasts were touching gently. I had never felt another set of breasts against me like that before. It was surprisingly erotic. She looked at me and said softly, "I want you to make love to me. Kiss me all over, like a guy, or a lesbian or something. You know what I mean."

I thought I did. I touched my lips to hers and kissed her softly. She returned the kiss and soon we were holding each other close and kissing like lovers.

Conscious of her request, I began moving my free hand over her body, caressing her breast, her back, her thighs, her ass. Then back up to run my fingers through her hair and pull her closer.

I finally broke the kiss and gently rolled her onto her back. I started kissing her face, her cheeks, her ears, her eyes. I could tell that she was enjoying it. I hated to admit it. But so was I.

I moved down to her neck and kissed her there. Then I kissed my way down her shoulders and finally her chest. I kissed all around her breasts. I used my hand too, teasing her, making her really want to be touched there.

Just having this much effect on her was like an aphrodisiac. I was extremely turned on just from turning her on. It may have helped that, of all the people in Jordan's crowd of perverted friends, Kelly had been the nicest to me. I got the impression that she disapproved of what Jordan was doing sometimes. She never said anything to Jordan though.

Finally, as she strained her breasts up to meet my hands, I began caressing one breast with my hand and licking and sucking and finally biting the other. She was going nuts as I nipped and pinched her nipples. Each time I would apply pressure to one or both of her nipples, her hips would rise from the bed as if her hot, swollen pussy was seeking desperately to be touched.

I moved my hand softly down over her flat stomach, nearing her pussy. But not touching her, teasing her instead, torturing her. I began following that same path with my lips and soon she was making a soft whining noise, whimpering like a small child.

I kissed all around her pubic area for a short while. I didn't think she would last much longer. I also teased her taut stomach with my finger tips. I could tell she was about to explode. I gently wedged myself between her thighs and kissed my way up her thighs to her pussy.

This was only the third pussy I had eaten. So I can't say I am an expert. But the amount of moisture flowing out of her tight, pulsing slit was unbelievable. There was a large wet spot on the bed that was probably going to piss Jordan off.

I finally started to concentrate on Kelly's pussy. I licked it thoroughly and she couldn't lay still. She was getting louder and louder and when I took her whole pussy into my mouth and massaged her clit with my tongue she screamed. I mean she screamed her head off!

I heard a noise and looked up. Mr. Stewart had thrown the bedroom door open to see who was being murdered. He looked in, smiled, then closed the door and went back to bed.

Kelly had stopped screaming. But I was still sucking her pussy and she was still having orgasms. It was several long moments before she at last started winding down and I started just kissing her lightly, all around her slit.

For at least the next two minutes, she just lay there moaning, "Oh my god!" over and over.

The worst thing about it was that I was pretty turned on right now myself. Of course I didn't think anyone would be interested in doing anything about that.

Jordan came over and sat on the side of the bed with a look of astonishment on her face. She put her hand on Kelly's forehead and said, "Are you alright?"

"God no!" she exclaimed breathlessly. "I'm most definitely not alright! I think I can fly! Jesus H. Christ, Jordan! I have never had an orgasm like that in my life! This girl is good!"

I was wiping the juices from my face and watching from the foot of the bed. Jordan kept looking at Kelly, then at me like I was a witch or something.

Just as I expected, the next move was for them to go to sleep in the two twin beds and I was relegated to a blanket on the floor, with no relief. Jordan took the bed without the wet spot.

Well, that was Jordan's plan anyway. Not long after the lights were out and I could hear Jordan's heavy breathing, Kelly got out of bed and came over to the corner where I had been generously allowed to curl up on a couple of blankets.

She reached out and took my hand and pulled me to my feet. She led me to her bed and we lay there and kissed and cuddled for a little while. Then, much to my amazement, she started kissing me the way I had her, and working her way down my body.

You have to remember that my total sexual experience had been with Jordan's friends, or the dirty old men she sold me to tonight. I may not have been kicking or screaming, but each time it happened it had been rape. Not one of them had ever made love to me. Well, Kevin had come pretty close. But still, it had been for his pleasure, not mine.

The touch of Kelly's soft lips and the sensuous touch of her fingertips on my very excited body were pleasurable beyond my power to describe to you. As she explored my body I fought with all of my might to keep silent. I bit my lip, hard. I gasped and panted, I fought mightily to keep from screaming out her name.

When I finally came, and it didn't take long, it was almost enough to make up for everything that I had gone through in the last four days! Now I knew what it was people liked about sex, about making love.

When I had come to the end of my earthshaking orgasm, Kelly had worked her way back up my body, kissing me lightly, until our faces met again. I kissed her and smiled and whispered "Thanks," softly in her ear. Then I licked her lips clean and we hugged like lovers.

I was startled when I looked over and saw Jordan, laying there with her eyes wide open, watching us. I met her gaze for a moment, but it was too dark. I couldn't see her face to tell what she was thinking.

I started to get up and return to my corner to sleep. But Kelly held me and said, "No. Stay with me tonight. Sleep here." Then she kissed me again and turned over. I took her in my arms and held her and we cuddled together until Jordan woke us up in the morning.

I was afraid of what she was going to say, or do. I was relieved when she just smiled and said, "Hmm, looks like someone got little more than their share last night."

I didn't know if she meant me or Kelly.

We took turns cycling through the shower, I was last of course. They dressed. I wasn't allowed to. We went out to the kitchen for breakfast. Jordan's parents weren't up yet and I was relieved about that. It made me more uncomfortable to have adults around to enjoy my humiliation, especially those two.

We all pitched in and made breakfast and by the time the Stewarts got up it was ready. My throat felt better this morning and I ate a small breakfast as well.

As we sat at the kitchen table eating and drinking coffee I began to receive a lot of attention from Jordan's parents. It made me very uncomfortable.

Mrs. Stewart turned to me and said, "My husband tells me you are quite a talented young lady."

I wasn't the only one blushing at that. Kelly turned bright red too.

I didn't know what to say. "Thank you," and "Yes, Mrs. Stewart, I am a fantastic cunt eater," both seemed inappropriate.

As it turned out I didn't have to say anything. I had hesitated long enough for Mr. Stewart to join the conversation. "I'm sorry to embarrass you like that Kelly. But let's be honest. You were about as close to heaven as you are ever going to get when I opened that door last night."