Maiden Maid-Ch 6 John Teaches Sara

John's cock jumped in his pants when her body rubbed against his as his arms encircled her small waist and pushed her tight against him. One hand moved up to her face, cupping under her chin, pulling her face up to his, her eyes wide open in fear. "Can you feel my cock against your pussy, Sara?" He made it jerk, knowing that she could feel the enormous slab of cock tucked tightly in his trousers. "It is much bigger then Michael's and I can last longer then he can. I'm going to fuck you today, Sara, fuck you hard with my big cock. Michael is going to join us later. After I get you naked. I don't know what he is going to do to you, but you can be sure his cock will visit some of your orifices. Would you like both of us to fuck you at the same time, Sara, two hard cocks tearing into your young, delectable body?" Her eyes looked like that of a scared deer in the cross-hair of a hunter’s rifle.

"Please," she begged, staring into the lust crazed eyes of John, as his cock rubbed harshly against her covered pussy. "I still hurt from last night, between my legs. He whipped me there and then his cock tore my virginity. Please, not again. I will rub your thing, make it cum for you," she begged him, hoping she could satisfy his lust another way.

His hand slipped lower, grabbing her ass with his large palm, almost encircling her whole bottom with one hand, squeezing the fleshy globes. So soft and resilient, it would feel good again when his cock is snuggled between the tight cheeks. Soon he would get a chance to sodomize her, enjoying her scream in pain as his large cock would tear into her tight asshole. But first Michael would get the chance to be the first one to be snuggled tightly up her hot and tight asshole. "My cock is throbbing, Sara, it wants your tight pussy wrapped around it. Before the day is over, you will be begging me to fuck your pussy. Now rub your pussy on my cock," slapping her hard on the ass, forcing her onto his hard cock. "Yes, like that," slapping her had again.

Her ass stung from the slaps, her hips beginning to move from side to side, rubbing her pussy on the hard meat pushing out the front of his trousers. It felt huge, almost the size of a babies arm. It was going to hurt much more then when Michael's cock had fucked her. She could feel it pushing her pussy lips to the side each time she rubbed it, feeling the moisture beginning to form in her pussy from the forced masturbation of his cock by her pussy.

"Better, keep it up," staring into her eyes. His hand returned to her ass cheek, squeezing the taut flesh in his palm. His other hand continued to keep her head looking at him, his face moving closer to hers until his lips touched her. He could feel her lips shut tightly as he tried to kiss her. Slap, SSLLLAAP, the sound of his hand beating on her ass flesh ringing out in the room. "Kiss back, open your mouth and tongue fuck me or I will have you bent over the chair and whip your ass until you do!"

Sara allowed her lips to unclench, feeling his tongue move into the hot confines of her mouth, dancing over her teeth and tongue. Another smack to her ass, her pussy still grinding onto his hard cock. She could feel it twitch and jump each time he slapped her. His cock enjoyed her pain. She pushed her tongue into his mouth, not wanting another spank on her ass cheeks. She could already feel the heat and sting from the others, his hand returning to pinch and grab at her ass meat. Their tongues intertwined in his mouth, darting back and forth over each other.

"MMMMMM," he moaned, grinding his hard cock into her delicate body more. He pulled back from her face, her mouth and lips wet from his kiss. "You're a hot bitch. Is your pussy creamin' for me yet?" He laughed at her obvious embarrassment. She was probably already wet. He had seen that in her yesterday in the pantry. She got off sexually submitting to a man. He slapped her ass hard. "Up on the ladder, I have some books for you to look at. These will make you cream in your pants," he laughed.

He made her climb the ladder, standing below her, able to look up her dress as she moved up to the fourth step. "Those two on the end. The red one half ways across and the fat blue one on the end. Get them all," he commanded her.

Sara picked out the books, gazing at the titles as she did. She was shocked at them. And scared. "Bondage through the Ages" was the first one. "Sexual submission and the Whip", "Gang Rapes and the Need to be Raped" and finally "Sexual Submission and Humiliation, Understanding the Needs of the Female Submissive." What had she gotten into? What were Michael and John going to do to her?

"Don't get down yet. Stay there, but spread your legs apart. Yes, a little farther, I wouldn't let you fall," moving up unto the first step of the ladder, his head almost falling under her skirt.

She felt his breath on her legs and then felt a hand slowly side up the inside of her legs, moving up higher to grab her thigh tightly, nudging them farther apart as he did.

"Such smooth thighs you have, Sara. So tender. Can you imagine how much it would sting if I spanked them? Or whipped them. Forcing you to spread wider, opening up your defenseless pussy." His hand grabbed her thigh tightly, hearing her groan in pain as he did. He moved up until he reached her crotch. "Yes, wet panties. I knew I would find wet panties, Sara." His fingers began to play with her panty covered pussy, the silky material already soaked in anticipation of further humiliation and sexual abuse.

She felt him grip her crotch tightly, his large hand able to effectively grab her whole sex, fingers pushing between her lips as he did. He clenches and unclenched on her sex, her moan of pain further encouraging his abuse of her young body. He let go of her and ordered her down the ladder. She sat on the couch next to him, the books by her side.

"Let’s look at the books, Sara. Let us look at what your future will bring." The first, "Sexual Submission and Humiliation, Understanding the Needs of the Female Submissive" had many pictures. Each one showed a female, forced to strip herself naked, to one and sometime many males. She was forced to pose in many humiliating positions, often with her sex and asshole exposed. Each time the female was masturbated as she exposed herself and the pictures clearly showed the female lubricating as fingers pushed into her vagina or plucked at her clitoris. She was finally forced to climax on the masturbating fingers as the males watched her body shudder.

More pictures, of females strapped onto gynecologist tables, legs in stirrups, their sex exposed as men, dressed like doctors examined them intimately with metal instruments. Finally, pictures of females forced to their knees, hard, thick cocks in their mouth, hands holding their heads tightly as they sucked the cocks thrust into their oral orifice. Or on their backs, legs drawn up high almost behind their head, thick cock splitting open their pussy as they were brutally fucked as others watched, stroking their cocks, waiting their turn. Finally, on her stomach, her legs spread wide, her ass cheeks parted, her unwilling anus exposed. A male would lie on top of her, slipping between her legs, hands fumbling between them, hips pushing down hard. You could see the anguish and pain on her face in the pictures as a thick cock was forced into her most intimate passage, her asshole, the males hips pumping his cock in and out of her, sodomizing her, finally dumping a load of hot cum in the depths of her colon.

"No," she trembled in fear. Was that what was to become of her. John's hand moved down between her legs, slipping her skirt up higher until he reached her crotch again. She let her legs open wider, unable to prevent any further degradation he would submit her to. "Its only going to be Michael and yourself, isn't it?"

"No, Sara. Michael has parties sometimes and I'm sure that you will be the star attraction. Now let's look at this one, "Sexual submission and the Whip". "You will like this one," his fingers pushing aside her panties, reaching for her wet, pussy. More pictures, some instructional, the right areas to hit with the whip, how to whip a breast paying special attention to the erect nipple. The anus, a very tiny target but a highly concentrated center of pleasure and pain sensors. Finally the pussy. How to get the female to spread herself open for the whip, tips on where to start and where to finish. Finally, how to make the female orgasm from the whip without using your fingers or organ. The picture showed a naked female, surround by many males, each with their organs exposed, hands pumping them. She was always spread open before them, either willingly or bound in painful and tight positions, always exposing her most intimate parts of her body to the lash of the whip. The last pages showed the many types of whips and the recommended use, the degree of pain, temporary and permanent they would inflict and lastly the female part of the body that they would be most effectively used to inflict the maximum amount of pain. He could feel her pussy soaking his fingers as they moved around her pussy lips as she turned the pages, drinking in the obscene pictures before her. "You only felt the sting of a whip from Michael. It can be very painful. But you will be surprised. The pain can bring you pleasure."

Sara did not understand, she only understood that the pictures disgusted her, but at the same time she could feel herself getting excited as she imagined that it was her in the picture. All of the males gathered around her, seeing her naked and spread, the smell of leather as the song of the lash rang out in the room, her screams joining in the chorus as her body was subjected to the painful whipping.

The next was "Bondage through the Ages". He yanked up her skirt so he would have greater access to her wet crotch, his fingers pushing into her tight vagina, her groan of pain as the fingers revisited her raw sex from Michael's fucking last night. This book was all pictures. The naked females all bound tightly with ropes. Some were bound spread eagle on beds or other flat surfaces, on their backs or stomachs. Others were bound into various bondage devices, similar to John's punishment bench, others more painful, large, rough dildos sticking out them, used to force themselves into unwilling females pussies or assholes. Breasts were bound tightly, turning dark red, nipples swollen in lust. Pussies were speared by many objects, including thick, rough ropes slid up and down their slit, studded dildos, clamps and various electrical devices built to deliver powerful charges of electricity to delicate female bodies. "Today I am going to begin binding you. You will be spread open and unable to defend yourself. We will do many things to your body and you will not be able to stop us."

Sara raised her hips up gently, not wanting John to see her joining in the masturbation of her sex, gripping the finger in her pussy. Even though it hurt, his thick fingers almost as big as Michael's cock, she knew that she must submit. It excited her.