Sinful Deceit (18 page)

"I'm afraid I
slipped up," Reece sighed, pushing me to the floor. "I began to
trust her, which was a near-fatal mistake."

"Well, she's
here now."

"Indeed, she
is." Rolling me over with his foot, he glared at me. "Get out of
those clothes immediately," he ordered me firmly.

"I... I was
coming back," I murmured stupidly.

"Yes, I
imagine you were. With the police."

"No,
no..."

"Get out of
those clothes now. Unless you want me to tear them from your
body."

Sitting up, I
pulled the T-shirt over my head and tossed it aside. "And the
trousers," he hissed.

"Nice tits,"
Alan murmured as I unbuckled the belt and tugged the trousers down
my long legs. "And a nice cunt," he added, eyeing my shaved vulval
flesh, my blatantly displayed vaginal crack.

"OK, this
way," Reece said, scowling at me as I kicked the trousers and shoes
off my feet. Grabbing me by my hair, he hauled my naked body up.
"It's the den for you, bitch!" As we reached the basement steps, he
turned to Ian. "Alan's here, so why don't you help us punish this
disobedient little slut?" he grinned.

"That's the
best offer I've had all day."

"Please, I
wasn't trying to..." I stammered futilely.

"I don't want
to hear another word from you," Reece spat as he dragged me down
the basement steps. "I'll teach you a lesson you'll never forget,
my girl. Believe me, you're going to regret the day you were
born."

My naked body
against the wall, my hands hanging from cuffs above my head, I
waited in anticipation as Reece, Alan and Ian stood before me. The
belt around my waist had been removed, my legs held apart by my
shackled ankles. The inflamed crack of my vagina lay open, my wet
inner folds flagrantly exhibited to their eyes. I noticed the whip
on the table, the leather tails fanning out. My buttocks tensed.
Cold fear gripped me.

"I'm far from
happy," Reece said, turning to Alan. His voice was menacing. "What
are we going to do with the little whore?"

"Piss up her
cunt," Alan replied, fondling his erect penis. His vulgarity
revolted me. "I'll shove my cock up her tight cunt and fill her
with piss."

"And her
arsehole," Ian laughed. "Inflate her bowels with a pint of
piss."

"You can both
piss up her cunt, up her arse and in her mouth later," Reece
chuckled. "First, I want to teach the fucking little bitch a real
lesson."

"Shall I get
the medical box?" Alan asked, his solid penis twitching above his
heavy balls. The eye of his knob looked at me.

"Now there's
an idea. Get the box and we'll play doctors and nurses." Reece
grabbed my chin and lifted my head. "You'd like that, wouldn't you,
Kirsty?" he asked, his dark eyes locked to mine. "We'll begin with
your clitoris. Alan's the clitoris doctor. He's very good at...
What is your forte, Alan?"

"My forte?" he
laughed, dragging a large wooden box across the floor. "My forte is
pulling the clitoris out of its socket. Not its socket, exactly.
Extracting the little protrusion from its hood is an accurate
description of my talent. The average clitoris is pretty long,
eighty percent of the clitoral shaft never seeing the light of day.
Until I get to work, that is. The procedure is very painful,
but..."

"I don't have
a problem with that," Reece laughed. "How about you, Kirsty? What's
your pain threshold like?"

"All this talk
doesn't frighten me," I returned softly. I was terrified.

"Talk?" Reece
echoed mockingly. "Take it from me, we're going to do far more than
talk about your clitoris. What do you have planned, Ian?"

"My interest
is the vagina. My speciality is enlarging the vaginal sheath."

"You're a
pervert," I hissed.

"Call me what
you will, but my interests lie in the preparation of the vagina for
a penis. The average vagina easily accommodates the penis, and
other objects of a similar size."

"Perhaps you
should explain why you enlarge the vaginal sheath," Reece said.

"Yes, you're
right. Please forgive me, Kirsty. What I'm involved in is
stretching the vaginal walls beyond capacity. The reason being...
What I'm trying to say is..."

"What he's
trying to say is that we make videos," Reece interrupted the
man.

They were
playing games with me. "Tell me something I don't know," I
said.

"The average
vagina is capable of stretching..." Ian began.

"I'm sure
Kirsty isn't interested in the medical details, Ian," Reece
chuckled. "Just get on with the job."

"Yes, yes of
course."

Initially I
thought Reece was trying to frighten me. But when I saw the evil
look in his eyes I knew he meant every word. I'd blown my chance of
escaping, and my chance of gaining Reece's trust and confidence.
All I had to look forward to now was... Was what? A life of sexual
torment.

"Where's
Donna," I asked. "What have you done with her?"

"She's in the
studio."

"Pass me the
plastic speculum," Ian said, looking up at Reece. "I need to
examine her cervix before inserting the dilator."

Grimacing as
Ian slipped his fingers out of my pussy, I looked down in horror as
Reece passed the vulgar man the clear plastic speculum. Closing my
eyes, I tensed my vaginal muscles as the device slipped between the
soft wings of my inner lips and drove deep into my vaginal
sheath.

The speculum
opening, dilating my pussy, I gasped in anticipation of pain. The
inner lips of my vagina taut around the device, I squeezed my eyes
shut as my sex opened further. Were they going to stretch open my
anus as I'd stretched Donna's? Would I have to endure two candles
deep into the orifices between my thighs? What goes round comes
round. I cried out as my vagina felt as if it would burst.

"I've barely
started," Ian laughed.

"Please..." I
sobbed. "Please, I can't take it."

"You should
have thought of the consequences before trying to escape," Reece
said, pinching the sensitive tips of my firm breasts.

"I wasn't
trying to escape," I returned. "I was..."

"OK, I'm ready
to open her up," Ian said, squeezing the levers together.

"No!" I
screamed as the speculum expanded, forcing the creamy duct of my
aching vagina open. My sobs and pleas were futile, I knew as Reece
and Alan placed chairs either side of my naked body. Standing on
the chairs, their erect penises waving before my face, their purple
knobs close to my mouth, I knew what was expected of me. Yielding
in my imprisonment, I opened my mouth in readiness to suck each
swollen knob to orgasm. Almost choking as the silky-smooth plums
both entered my mouth, bloating my cheeks, I closed my eyes and
resigned myself to the fact that I was nothing more than a sex
object.

My vagina
opening further as Ian squeezed the speculum levers, I moaned
through my nose and prayed for someone to come and rescue me.

"Use you
tongue," Alan spat, ramming his solid knob deeper into my
mouth.

"And suck
hard," Reece chuckled, pushing his swollen glans to the back of my
throat.

"Right, here
we go," Ian murmured, opening the speculum even further and forcing
something into my painfully bloated sex sheath.

The men
fucking my mouth while my aching cunt gripped a huge phallus, I
could take no more, I knew as my head bobbed back and forth with
the thrusting penises. My sex juices squelching as Ian pistoned my
cunt with the huge phallus, my clitoris swollen, I grimaced as Alan
and Reece began gasping in ecstasy. Their sperm would gush at any
second, bathing my tongue, jetting to the back of my throat.

"I'm coming!"
Reece cried, ramming his purple plum in and out of my mouth. Both
men came in unison, sperm filling my cheeks, leaking down my chin
as I did my best to swallow. My mouth aching, my lips stretched
tautly around the veined shafts, I felt my vagina muscles spasm,
gripping whatever it was Ian had forced into my cunt.

"Swallow,"
Reece gasped, my mouth overflowing with sperm as the men drained
their swinging balls. Again and again I swallowed the fruits of
their orgasms as they fucked my mouth. The thought excited me,
induced my cunt to lubricate the piston within my sex.

The last of
the sperm bathing my tongue, I gasped for breath as the men's
glistening knobs finally left my mouth. The salty liquid dribbling
down my chin, dripping onto my breasts, I yelped as Ian withdrew
the speculum. Leaving the dildo deep within my vagina, he stood up
and grinned at me. Was I ready? Had he prepared my vagina, as he'd
put it? I watched the three men release the handcuffs. My aching
vagina stretched, my juices trickling down my inner thighs, I
feared the worst as they marched me out of the room and dragged me
up the stone steps to the lounge.

"OK, put her
in the stocks," Reece ordered his accomplices. "The others should
be here soon."

"What others?"
I asked as Ian moved the sofa, revealing the awesome-looking
stocks.

"The guests,
who else?"

"And they'll
want you ready and waiting for their enjoyment," Ian smiled,
dragging the stocks into the centre of the room.

Placing my
heads and wrists in the stocks, the men closed the wooden section
and stood behind me. My trembling body bending over, they yanked my
feet wide apart and cuffed my ankles to the base of the stocks. My
naked buttocks rudely projected, the swollen lips of my vagina
stretched tautly around the massive phallus, I knew that I was in
for a night of rampant sex. Again wondering where Donna was, I
squeezed my eyes shut as Reece ran his fingertip up and down the
gully between my tensed buttocks. She'd probably be dragged into
the lounge to join me, to have her naked body used by the so-called
guests. She'd been innocent in her tender years. But now?

"She's in just
the right position for an anal screwing," Reece chuckled,
encircling the tissue of my bottom-hole with his fingertip. "A good
anal spunking and a mouth fucking."

"I might as
well warm her up," Alan murmured, grabbing my hips.

"You know what
Maria's like," Reece said, parting the tensed orbs of my rounded
buttocks and exposing the sensitive brown eye of my anus. "Once she
sees Kirsty in the stocks, she'll have a field day with her."

"She'll
probably do her fist fucking bit," Ian laughed. "Shove her fist and
half her arm up the whore's arse."

As the men
talked, Reece parted my thrashed buttocks further. I felt the
bulbous knob of Alan's penis pressing against the tightly closed
rosebud of my anal inlet, trying to gain entry to my inner core.
His solid plum driving past my defeated sphincter muscles, the
velveteen duct of my bottom stretching wide open, I wondered how
many men would penetrate my arsehole and shoot their spunk deep
into me before the night was over.

My vagina
bloated by the massive phallus as Alan's penis slowly entered the
tight sheath of my bottom, I felt my pelvic cavity inflating like a
balloon. The brown eye of my anus stretched tautly around the broad
root of his granite-hard cock as he completely impaled me, I tried
to relax my muscles to alleviate the discomfort. But the vaginal
and anal pain only increased as his massive organ swelled and
throbbed within the tight channel of my bottom. As he withdrew his
penis and drove into me again, his heavy balls slapping the end of
the phallus emerging between the swell of my vagina lips, my naked
body jolted violently. My sex holes distended beyond capacity, I
thought the delicate membrane separating my inflamed sheaths would
tear apart.

"God, she's a
tight-arsed bitch," Alan gasped as he repeatedly withdrew his
veined cock and thrust into me again. The slapping of his lower
belly against my burning bottom cheeks becoming louder as he
increased his anal fucking rhythm, I yelped as Ian lifted my head
by my hair and pressed the purple globe of his penis between my
parted lips. Alan's penis crudely shafting the inflamed duct of my
anus, I squeezed my eyes shut as Ian's purple knob drove to the
back of my throat. Both men rocking their hips, fucking my
orifices, I imagined a third penis shafting the fiery sheath of my
cunt. My tethered body bucking with the two-way fucking, I was
nothing more than a sex machine. A slave to the debased desires of
men.

"Use your
tongue, you fucking whore," Ian gasped, withdrawing his cock until
my lips engulfed the glans. "Lick and suck my knob until I spunk in
your mouth." Complying, I gently sucked the purple crown of his
penis, running my tongue over its silky-smooth surface to take him
to orgasm. My anal sheath burning as the huge cock-piston shafted
my dry cylinder, my jaw aching as Ian's knob ballooned, I prayed
for the men to shoot their sperm quickly and withdraw their huge
cocks. But this was only the beginning of a night of sexual
torment.

"Here it
comes," Alan breathed as he gripped my hips and fucked my
bottom-hole with a frightening vengeance. I could feel his sperm
lubricating my anal shaft, easing the pistoning of his swollen
organ. The silken globe of his knob massaging the velvety walls of
my rectum, his sperm squelching within my bowels, I opened my eyes
wide as Ian gasped in the beginnings of his orgasm. My mouth
suddenly bubbling with sperm, dribbling down my chin, I shook
violently as my clitoris exploded in orgasm. Shockwaves of pure
sexual ecstasy crashing through my naked body, my mind blown away
on a cloud of lust, I imagined another erect penis fucking me. Had
I found my domain?

Sperm seeped
from my anus, running over the bridge of sensitive skin dividing my
sex sheaths, I repeatedly swallowed the product of Ian's orgasm as
he thrust his bulbous knob to the back of my throat. As my rectal
channel swallowed Alan's sperm and I gobbled on Ian's orgasming
glans, I heard voices. Through the swirling haze of my incredible
climax some of Maria's chilling words echoed around the debris of
my mind.