Drugged Into Submission, page 14
"You can let her go, Gino. She's hot and ready to ass fuck back." Michael felt Brooke begin to move beneath him, her hips moving experimentally on his cock, the dry walls of her ass hole caressing the shaft of his cock.
Gino released her, but Brooke was too concerned about the lewd thrills she was feeling in her rectum. Michael stopped thrusting, but Brooke took over, arching her ass up as she pushed back to let the prick fill her once again. She pulled back, feeling the wings of his helmet spread wide her sphincter ring until she thought it would tear. It almost felt like a prolonged bowel movement, the relief as her insides shrunk around the retreating prick. She pushed back, feeling the thick head spreading her inside once again, painful, but the fullness, also, excited her. She swiveled her hips as she felt the head sink into the deepest parts of her bowels, pressing hard against her organs until her stomach cramped around the sodomizing prick that split her cheeks. She began to clench her muscles as she pulled her ass off his cock, relaxing them as she pushed back down, trying to take it as deep as she could as it filled her guts. She couldn't believe it, but she was being ass fucked and liking it. The shame of that knowledge was worse than the act.
Michael watched as the young bride began to ass fuck him. Her blonde hair shook back and forth, the hollow of her back arched up high, while her buttocks contracted as she worked on his prick with her inner muscles. She squirmed lewdly, her ass cheeks sliced by his cock, watching as his cock appeared and disappeared through the tight, brown hole. He felt the terrible ache in his balls, needing to cum in the young virgin's asshole soon. He began to fuck her, making her take the full measure of his cock with each thrust, holding her as his belly slapped lewdly against her buttocks, pulling her back onto his sodomizing cock. He needed to take her hard, a sadistic desire rippling through him as he jolted her with searing thrusts up her stretched asshole. He felt the tightness of her anal passage expanding around his cock as he filled her with punishing strokes.
Brooke shook from the punishing prick that filled her rectum, but she felt the shame of realization that the painful sodomy had turned from pain to pleasure, her insides welcoming the thick prick that spread her open from the inside. It felt like he was burning up her insides as his hips moved with such frenzy. She bucked and groaned with Michael, pushing back, encouraging him to take her harder and deeper. When she thought it couldn't get any more depraved, Stephen's hand lifted up her chin until she was staring at his prick. For a girl that could barely let her husband see her naked, she had been introduced to group sex by men that controlled her husband's destiny. They were subjecting her to the worst perversions that she had ever imagined, forced to submit to the humiliation, and all she could do was grow excited. She opened her mouth and accepted his prick into her mouth, his hands guiding her head as she began to bob rhythmically up and down as the familiar taste of his cum filled her mouth once again. Gino joined in, his fingers finding her nipples hanging down, hard and pointed, his fingers twisting and turning them until the blood surged to the tips and made them thick. His other hand slid through her bush, tearing at her delicate blonde hairs, until his fingers found her pussy, dripping wet, a puddle beneath her. Two fingers slid inside her pussy, stretching her until she spread her legs wider to accommodate all that filled her. Three men were sexually working her over as the pleasure raced through her nude body.
Michael couldn't contain his lust any longer, shoving so hard that he almost tore her anal ring, shoving deep inside her until his body stiffened deep in her guts. He pulled her up onto him as he shuddered, his hot, thick cum jetting to fill her rectum with wave after wave of his juices.
As Brooke sucked and rode the fingers inside her, she felt Michael swell inside her ass hole, stretching her wider as his body shook and shuddered. His cock was in so deep that it felt like he was going to burst out of her belly. Then she felt it. Like nothing she ever felt before, her intestines joyfully receiving gallons of hot cum as Michael came inside her. It filled her guts, powerful jets shooting out inside her, his cock moving back and forth on her flooded ass hole as he continued to fuck her while he came repeatedly. Finally, Michael pulled his cock from her ass hole, though it was her muscles that eventually forced it out. She felt his cum leaking out, wet and sore inside, no longer a virgin. Stephen pulled his cock from her mouth, Brooke hating to let it leave before she could taste his sperm.
"I want her ass now," Stephen's spit drenched cock, ready for action in the young bride's ass hole.
They had utterly degraded her, Brooke having nothing more to lose, all of her virgin holes breached by their cocks. "Fuck me any way you want," she heard her voice saying, her mind still clouded with the drugs and her humiliation. She felt Stephen slip behind her, raising up her ass, spreading her legs wider as she felt his slick cock pushed against her ravaged anus.
"Suck this," Gino standing in front of her, lifting up her chin, his thick cock breaching her lips before she could even open her mouth on her own. He plunged into the hot depths of her mouth, remembering the first night when he crept into her bed and forced his cock into her reluctant mouth while she was drugged. This time, it was different, her tongue already going to work on his cock. Her head shot up, when Stephen fucked his cock into her ass hole, but her tongue never stopped working.
It hurt when the second prick slid up her sore ass, but she contracted her muscles on the thick prick, her tongue working on the prick in her mouth as her head bobbed up and down. Gino's prick was too big, but his hands held her head submissively still, his hips rocking his prick back and forth in her mouth. Hands slid under her body to find her clit and stroke and pinch it until it stood out like a miniature prick. The two pricks hammered into her body, but they held off cumming until Michael had brought her to a fever pitch. Only when her body succumbed to his magic hands and came profusely did the men take their pleasure with her, both of them shooting off simultaneously off inside her orifices. Her mouth and guts were filled with gallons of man juice until her belly was swollen with their sperm.
CHAPTER 10
Modeling for Profits
For the next week, the men took her in all her holes. Her pussy, her mouth and her rectum, Brooke fucked and sucked for the men's pleasure, but she couldn't deny the pleasure they gave her. Keith was to be home in two days, their house still not ready, though Brooke wasn't sure that they were deliberately taking their time so they could enjoy her body.
Hannah caught her in the hallway. "How are you Brooke? Excited about Keith coming home soon?"
Brooke had mixed feelings about Keith coming home. She missed him, but so much had happened since he left and she was a different person now, a woman, an experienced woman. She didn't know how much she should tell him and how much she should just let him learn on his own in bed with her. She loved him more than before, but she wasn't sure she wanted to give up what she had experienced in the last two weeks. Could I ever be satisfied by only one man? "Yes, I can't wait," she lied. "How is our house doing?"
"I am told it will be ready on Tuesday. Keith will be back on Sunday, but he can stay here until it is ready. I know Michael is anxious to talk to him about his trip. Keith came up with some exciting new ideas that Michael wants to put into action at the factories here. I hope you don't mind a little business as soon as he gets back."
"No, you've been so kind to me. We can be alone when we get into our house."
"I was wondering if you would like to do some work for the company? I know it's difficult to make ends meet when you first start out."
Brooke was almost afraid to ask what it was. "Yes, we do need some new furniture."
"We have a couple of buyers coming in tomorrow from the city. They represent one of the larger Manhattan store and they are interest in our clothes. It was short notice so I don't have anyone to model the clothes. You do have a spectacular body and our silk fits you exceptionally well. There would be at least two hundred dollars in it for you, maybe more, depending on how successful Michael is selling our clothes to them."
"What would I have to do?"
"Nothing that you haven't done yet? Model our lingerie and nightgowns. Let them see how well it fits you. Help Michael sell them on our clothes."
It would be nice to show Keith that she made some money while he was gone, still scared about what would happen when he came back. She hesitated for only a minute. Her inhibitions seemed to have disappeared, a lingering lust between her legs, even when she didn't have any drugs. She was proud of the way that her body made men excited. Not even the things they did to her any longer seemed as shameful as they were the first time. "Okay," she made her decision.
"Good, I have just the things for you. It's in our showroom at the other end of the house. I don't think you ever saw it. I'll get you around seven tomorrow. I can help fix your hair and get you ready. You're going to do great. I know it." Hannah left her. She would make sure the men would leave her alone too. She can use her talent with the buyers.
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Brooke was a little nervous, with the buyers, Keith also coming home tomorrow but by time Hannah came to her room and helped her with her makeup, and hair she was calmer. The coke didn't hurt, her head buzzing from the drugs. She tried not to look at the clothes she would model, most of them small and skimpy but the desire was back in her, spurring her on.
"Michael will get you in about an hour. I have some things to take care of first. Good luck," she gave her a peck on her cheek.
Keith was glad to get home a day early, but it was strange that Michael asked him not to say anything to Brooke. To surprise her, he said. Their phone calls had been hard, Keith feeling guilty about being with Lizzy and Brooke seemed a little distant. Still, he couldn't wait to see her and make love to her.
Michael and Hannah picked him up at the airport. Keith had never met Hannah, but he couldn't take his eyes off of her. She was so sophisticated and beautiful, long legs encased in silk stockings, high heels that clicked on the floor as they left the airport terminal, but it was the hypnotizing sway of her ass that he loved. It was shameful in front of her husband, but he couldn't help growing aroused. Especially the way she smiled back at him seductively or was he just so horny that he was imagining it?
Hannah sat in the front seat, Keith in the back, but that didn't stop her from showing a lot of leg and Keith's eyes never strayed far from her legs. Elizabeth had told Hannah about what happened in their flat; in fact it was Hannah's suggestion that prompted it. Elizabeth was always willing to go the extra mile for the company. Hannah let Michael do most of the talking on the way home; she would get him alone as soon as there. Then she would see how willing he was to advance his career. Michael was building his ego as he talked, complimenting on his abilities and accomplishment in London and what he could do for the company in the future. He also made sure that he knew how much Michael appreciated his wife and how well she was doing in advancing his career and statue in the company.
"You are lucky to have such a dedicated wife, Keith. She would do anything to advance your career. She is so sophisticated, able to fit in with such ease." Michael built up Brooke at the same time. Soon he would learn the truth of his wife and hopefully, he would be able to accept it.
"Yes, its not often I see such a young girl that can grasp the intricacies of business relationships as Brooke did. She is able to see the results that sacrifices early on will bring in the future." Hannah stepped in with her praise as they neared the house. She would be waiting for Michael, leaving her alone with Keith.
They got out of the car, Keith seeing the house, so big and overpowering in its presence.
"I have some things to attend to, but Hannah will show you to your room. We have some buyers visiting in a short time and I would like you to see how we close a sale. They are from the city and are very influential. If they buy, many others will follow their lead. There is nothing that we will not do to close this deal."
Hannah exaggerated the sway of her ass as they walked to Michael's room. She opened the door and couldn't fail to notice his bulging pants, though Elizabeth had already told her of his inadequate size. "In here," she opened the door so Keith could see the room.
If was like a grand hotel room that heads of state would have. A large four-poster bed graced the center, twin doors opened to the wide expanse of the finely manicured lawns, though it wads already getting dark. "Have a seat, Keith, so we may talk." She sat down in the chair; a small intimate table with only one other chair which Keith took. She crossed her legs slowly, the soft swish of her stockings drawing Keith's attention to her legs. Her short skirt rode up high and she made no attempt to pull it down. Keith stared blatantly at her legs. "Michael likes you Keith. I hope I will also as soon as we get to know each other better. As I did with Brooke."
"Yes, that would be nice, Hannah." He would rather get into her panties, but that was taboo.
Hannah opened her purse and took out the silver case. She opened it, the bottle of coke, mirror and silver straw laid out on the desk. She looked at Michael, seeing a surprised look on his face. "Sorry, I thought Lizzy said you like coke."
He didn't know what to say. What else did Lizzy tell her? "It was marijuana. I'm sorry, it was a mistake when I tried it in London," trying to figure out where he stood.
"Didn't you like it?"
"Yes," he admitted.
"Then you'll love coke. We can do some now. Michael and I use it often. I find that it makes me extremely amorous. Did the marijuana make you that way?" She began to spread out the coke, taking a razor to bust up the clumps until she had four neat lines drawn on the mirror.
"Yes, it is sexually stimulating," Keith still uncomfortable having this conversation with his bosses wife, but her stockings swished again as her skirt slid up higher until he could see the silk garter belt.
"Lizzy said it was more then that. I understand that you and her boyfriend both took her at once. You in her mouth. Did you have to tie her up first?"
His mouth was dry, his mind confused as to what was happening.
"Do a line; it will make you feel better." She pushed the mirror over to him.
He was almost thankful to do the coke; at least he wouldn't have to answer his questions. He wasn't sure what to do or say.
"Hold one nostril closed and put the straw to the other and suck up a line of coke."
He snorted up the line, holding one nostril as he sucked the coke in the other. It raced to his brain, his eyes tearing for a moment until the drugs exploded in his head. It was much more then the joints he had smoked. It felt like his head was exploding in brightly colored lights but it was the feelings that raced to his cock that surprised him.
"Do the next line in the other nostril."
He didn't hesitate, the coke feeling too good. He couldn't believe the euphoria he felt when he finished or how hard his cock felt.
Hannah sucked up the other two lines before she said anything again. "You never answered me, Keith. Did you tie up Lizzy and make her suck your cock?"
He was starting to feel braver, or was it just hornier. "No, she sucked it willingly."
"Does Brooke suck your cock?"
"No, she never did." He could imagine Brooke on her knees, his cock splitting her beautiful lips. He never thought of tying up a girl. The image of Brooke kneeling submissively, her arms bound behind her back, Keith forcing his cock between her lips until she sucked him. Forcing her to perform for him. He grew more excited and braver.
"Maybe she needs to be bound so she no longer has a choice. Forced to do your sexual bidding. Some girls like that."
He could see his eyes sparkling. There was more then a passing interest. "Would you like to tie me up, Keith? Force me to suck your cock."
"Now?" It never occurred to him that he should walk away from his boss's wife. The coke took away all of his inhibitions.
"We have time, Keith." She opened her purse and took out a pair of leather cuffs, a silver chain securing the two of them together. "Will this work, Keith?"
His mind was racing with sexual turmoil, but all of his decisions were being made by his cock. He had never seen leather cuffs like that before. He looked at her mouth, painted with a red lipstick, soft lips that would wrap so nicely around his cock. "Yes, that will work." He stood up just as she did.
She stood before him. "Would you like me to strip to my waist? So you can play with my naked breasts while you force me to suck your cock?"
"Yes, but I'll do it." He turned her around, his hand on the zipper of her dress, the soft whisper of the zipper filling the quiet room. Her naked back was revealed, but his hands were already unclipping her bra before he could even push the dress down. His hand slid over her naked flesh, finally pushing the dress down over her arms. He looked over her shoulder, staring lustily at her naked breasts. He became braver, more secure in what he was going to do. "Put your hands behind your back."
She obeyed without question, liking the way he was taking charge. She felt the familiar snap of the leather cuffs being secured around her wrists, her pussy getting instantly wet as if she were mentally conditioned. She waited for him, but it didn't take long until his hands were on her shoulders, Hannah kneeling submissively as he walked in front of her.
"You'll suck my cock," he ordered her.
She would have done it anyway, but she liked the game. "Please, don't make me," Keith already slipping his pants and shorts down until they hung around his ankles. His cock wasn't very formidable, but it would still fill her mouth.
