The Director - Chapter 2
He was driving his new convertible Corvette with Sam, his big German Sheperd, in
the passenger seat when he first thought of how to do Pamela again. Brilliant!,
he thought. Even more so because Pamela and Linda would both star this time.
He was going to be rich, rich, rich. Pamela's video had made him $90,000 so far
from collectors. He kept the customer circle small, but word spread fast and
obsessed collectors were willing pay big cash for the best. It was absolutely
the best film of his career, but he now had the problem of how to follow up his
winner with Pamela. The collectors were chomping at the bit for another stellar
effort. He had to deliver something wild that topped Pamela's debut. He had
considered every angle for a few months and thought he had worked out all the
details of a risky but rewarding plan.
He had stayed away from Pamela's group since the rape, but had continued to
monitor Pamela and Linda via the wireless cameras in their house air ducts. As
best as he could tell, Pamela had predictably gone into a shell for a few weeks,
going to work but staying in at home every night. She seemed to be simply
trying to put the incident behind her. It did not appear that she had told
Linda, although Linda came over often. Two months afterwards, Pamela and Linda
went out on a Friday night and he assumed Linda had finally persuaded Pamela to
go out partying again.
The new plan was risky and more complicated than any of his previous projects.
He knew it but concluded that unless he topped Pamela's video, his collectors
would lose interest in his projects. If he pulled the sequel off, he could
potentially make enough money to speed up his retirement plans. Some
uncharacteristic risk was a reasonable tradeoff, he finally decided. He resumed
his surveillance of Pamela and Linda, and gathered everything he would need for
the project.
He had become infatuated with Pamela and couldn't wait to overpower her again.
He watched her video often, sitting in his living room and rubbing Sam's neck.
He would relive every moment, making himself so hard he couldn't stand it;
jerking off was a poor substitute for the wild orgasms with Pamela. He imagined
he and Pamela as a couple, after contriving a meeting and her falling in love
not knowing he was her rapist tormentor. He shook his head, thinking that's way
too risky, but there's plenty of time to think about fantasies after he finished
the sequel project.
The sequel plan was complicated because, for the first time, it involved two
women and also involved someone other than just himself. The odds of something
going wrong had escalated tremendously. He mentally worked through each step of
the plan over and over again, searching for risks and devising ways to stay in
complete control. At night, he would sit and watch the video cameras until he
knew Pamela's and Linda's routines better than they did themselves.
Unknowingly, they had fallen into a pattern that was going to make his plan work
a little easier. Linda had gotten into the habit of dropping by Pamela's house
every other Thursday after work for a glass of wine, snacks and a video. The
pattern was frequent enough that he started gearing up for the coming Thursday.
He was ready and waiting the next Thursday evening. He stayed glued to the
video camera monitor watching for Linda's arrival at Pamela's house. Finally,
she showed up, fresh from the gym and the video store. He had to admit she
looked pretty good in her tight spandex shorts and running bra. Her muscles
rippled as she moved and her blonde hair was a riveting contrast to her tanned
skin. Pamela looked great, too, dressed in jeans and a thin, pullover sweater
that hugged her curves. He was ready and waiting to go, already dressed in dark
clothes. He went through a last equipment check and loaded up his old car. A
little dirt smudged across the license plate and a few weeks of dust made the
car as nondescript as possible. When everything was in the car he called for
Sam and motioned for the dog to get into the car. Then they headed off on a
circuitous route to Pamela's neighborhood.
The sun was down when he pulled slowly into the dark alley behind Pamela's
house. He slid into the parking spot by the fence and quietly let Sam out of
the car. Sam patiently padded along beside him as he eased his duffel bag out
of the trunk. Together they moved to the side of Pamela's garage, careful to
not make any noise. The whole neighborhood was quiet and empty of people. He
hugged Sam and whispered, 'Be quiet, boy.' He pulled on latex gloves and worked
the garage side door lock open with his lock pick. A moment later they were
inside. He put on a ski mask this time and once again cautioned Sam to be
quiet. Everything depended upon Sam being quiet until he had things under
control. He flicked on a flashlight and took a deep breath.
He put his ear to the inside house door and listened for Pamela and Linda. He
could hear them talking in the kitchen, undoubtedly getting out some drinks and
snacks for the movie. He backed away and went to the bag, dousing a cloth with
chloroform and putting it in his pocket within easy reach. Then he went over to
the electrical panel, opened the panel door and studied the circuit breakers.
He only wanted to turn off the kitchen, hallway and garage lights, so as to not
raise neighbor's suspicions. Turning off the main breaker would kill all indoor
and outdoor lights at once; that might be noticed by someone and look strange.
Locating the proper breakers, he snapped them off quickly and held up the cloth.
Moving back by the door, he listened as the women reacted to the kitchen lights
going off. It took awhile as they tested light switches, but finally he could
hear someone walking down the hallway. As he had hoped, it sounded like only
Pamela was making her way to the garage to check the circuit breakers. He
pulled Sam behind the car and crouched down to wait. She opened the door,
directed a flashlight to the wall and moved towards the breaker box. She was
alone; apparently Linda had stayed in the house to confirm when the lights came
back on. As Pamela looked the breakers over, he quietly moved towards her. She
started flipping breakers and he covered the last few feet with a bound, sliding
the cloth in his hand over her face from behind and pinning her arms to her body
with his other hand.
She was startled and still for at least a second or two and then realized that
her attacker was back. As she inhaled to scream, he crammed the chloroform
cloth further into her mouth and pulled her down to a sitting position on top of
him. He then locked his legs around her legs to keep her from thrashing about
and making a loud noise by knocking something over. Pamela couldn't move and
again her frightened breathing only made the chloroform work faster. She
slumped against him within a few seconds and the struggle was over. Hardly a
sound could have been heard from a few feet away. He made sure she was out and
quickly grabbed some duct tape from the bag. Her arms and legs were taped
securely within seconds and a piece of tape went over her mouth just to be sure.
Sam had wandered over and was nosing around Pamela.
He picked up the flashlight and turned the breakers back off. Linda was calling
that the lights were off again. He doused the cloth with chloroform again.
Then he slipped into the house and softly walked towards the kitchen where he
could hear Linda calling. As he got close to the kitchen hallway corner, he
listened closely to fix her location exactly. Then, he turned the corner,
seeing her dark outline a few feet away and at the same time switched on the
flashlight pointing it at her face to blind her. She squawked, 'Hey, Pamela,
turn that thing off,' and then he was on her, dropping the flashlight and
clamping the cloth over her nose and mouth. Linda was stunned and couldn't
figure out what was going on. Her hesitation gave him the time he needed to
slide behind her and get his free arm around her. Then Linda went wild as she
realized she was being attacked and he strained to hang on as she struggled with
incredible strength to get loose.
One hand did get free and went right for his face, raking his neck with her
nails. Sonofabitch, he thought, she's going to poke an eye out if this stuff
doesn't work quickly. He rolled over on top of her to get more leverage and
clamped the cloth even tighter. Apparently, Linda was smart enough to hold her
breath but he knew she couldn't hold out forever. His body weight did the
trick, keeping her under semi-control as she managed to wiggle all over the
floor while the cloth stayed glued to her face. Finally, after what seemed like
minutes of fighting, he felt her muscles relaxing and she slumped to the floor.
He made sure she wasn't faking by pinching her tit hard and then sat up to catch
his breath. What a wildcat that one is, he thought, she must lift weights every
day. He pulled the tape from his coat pocket and taped her wrists and ankles
together with a few extra wraps. Catching his breath, he picked Linda up and
lugged her into Pamela's bedroom where he threw her on the bed. He grabbed the
flashlight and headed back to the garage where he flipped the breakers back on
and laughed as Sam was licking Pamela's face. 'Yep, she does taste good, Sam,"
he said. He lifted her up and Sam padded along behind as he dropped her beside
Linda. Another whiff of the cloth to each woman's nose and it was time to start
setting up equipment.
He retrieved his duffel bag and set up the camera equipment and microphone. He
had a few extra items in the bag this time and they were placed within easy
reach of the bed. He also climbed on a chair and screwed several long eye bolt
screws into the ceiling joists. He noticed with a laugh that Pamela had had the
holes from the previous hook screws repaired and repainted. Maybe I should
leave some money on the dresser when I take off, he thought, to pay for the
sheet rock damage. He also moved a dining room chair into the bedroom.
He went back to the bed and whiffed the women again. He couldn't help noticing
how striking Linda was up close in person with her muscled body and tanned good
looks. Not quite in Pamela's league, he thought, but awfully good looking. He
was rock hard already just looking at them and they were still dressed. He
eagerly started to change that as he pulled Linda's spandex bra and gym shorts
off. She was a natural blonde according to her pussy hair, which was waxed into
a thin line above her slit. Her tits were firm and round, not nearly as large
as Pamela but definitely photo material. What really caught his attention,
though, was the size of her nipples. Even relaxed, her nipples were huge and
engorged, like marbles sitting on top of her baseball sized tits. She must look
fantastic in a thin bra or t-shirt, he thought. She also had a tattoo of a rose
on her butt cheek. Sam apparently found her interesting too, as he was sniffing
around all over her body.
Now for the set decoration. He cut Linda's wrist and ankle tape loose and
pulled some clothes from the bag. Quickly, he slipped a leather bondage style
bra and panties on her, the type of bra that went under the tits and held them
up and out fully exposed. The panties were really just a leather thong with a
split crotch for complete access to the pussy and asshole. A leather collar
with studs and metal rings completed the look. He grabbed a hypodermic from the
bag and carefully shot its contents into Linda's arm. The mixture was a heavy
combination dose of a muscle relaxant and sodium pentathol, which would keep
Linda awake but groggy, pliable and disoriented. She would also be highly
suggestive due to the chemical mix.
He carried Pamela to the hall, started the cameras, panned the room and bed
where Linda looked like she was sleeping in her kinky leather outfit and carried
Pamela into the room again. He stripped her clothes and restraint tape off and
only put on another leather collar with rings. Her nude body was as amazing as
last time, slim, long legs and large, full cantaloupe sized tits that you could
get lost in. Her pussy hair had grown back from the previous shaving but he had
something planned for that. He couldn't help leaning over and kissing her
deeply, while fondling her tits and pussy. He knew he was more than a bit
infatuated with her. Finally, he joined in the costume parade by stripping and
putting on a leather hood, a leather motorcycle vest and leather shorts. A few
temporary tattoos on his arms and chest put on earlier in the day completed the
look. This group was definitely into leather. He thought his film collectors
would appreciate the costuming. Pamela didn't get a needle shot; her reactions
needed to be alert and real for the camera.
He filled some glasses with tequila and staged the bedroom by pulling ropes
through the ceiling hooks and putting handcuffs and a ball gag on Pamela. Then
he pretended to wake Linda up, hoisted her to her feet, and play acted some
instructions to her about pleasing him and disciplining the new slave. When her
eyes fluttered open and she could shakily maintain her balance, he picked up a
glass and took a drink, then held the glass to her mouth, spilling it down her
throat and chin. Linda coughed and sputtered as he laughed for the camera,
slapping her tits and butt as she tried to catch her breath. Her groggy state
kept her stumbling around and he knew that to an audience she would look drunk.
He grabbed her arms and held them high over her head with one hand while he
grabbed her tits with the other, squeezing them hard for the cameras, pulling on
the big nipples and rubbing her pussy. She feebly protested but could barely
stay standing.
He sat down in the chair and put her over his knee with her butt up in the air.
He spanked her hard ten or so times, turning her butt a glowing red even through
her tan. She wiggled a little but could only manage a few faint 'No, no, ahhh,
owwww,' sounds and a few flails of her arms. Sam got a little excited by the
spanking action and jumped around them trying to get in on the play time. Then
he stood her up and faked a hard punch to her stomach, only hitting her hard
enough to push her down into the chair. He left her there swaying and flopping
around while he tended to Pamela.
Pamela was still on the bed and starting to come around. He dragged her
underneath one of the eye bolt screws and ropes where he tied the rope to her
handcuff chain and started pulling on the rope to lift her to a standing
position. She stumbled a few times but finally managed to get her feet under
her as her eyes blinked away the chloroform. Sam went right over to her crotch
to sniff some more. 'A natural on camera,' he laughed out loud. He pulled her
handcuffs upward until she was fully extended in an upright position. Then he
put cuffs on her ankles and stretched her legs out to the sides using a spreader
bar he had brought along.
With her legs stretched out like that and her toes barely touching the floor, it
would take all of her energy just to keep the handcuff pressure off of her
wrists. As she came fully awake, she caught sight of him and looked around in
disbelief at Linda and the room. She started whipping her head and struggling
violently as she realized he was back and she was helpless to stop him from
doing anything he wanted. Her screams and cries were muted by the tight ball
gag effectively, leaving only her wild eyes to protest what was coming.
He watched her for a few moments. Excited by all the movement, Sam jumped up on
her, put his front paws on her stomach and licked her tits. Perfect lead-in, he
thought as he approached Pamela. She watched in fear as he got close and
resumed trying to yell through the ball gag. He leaned over to her ear while he
roughly fondled her body and said in an accented voice, "I'm back. I had to
come back. You and I are real good together. I think you were hoping I'd come
back, judging from the way you begged me for all those orgasms last time.' He
stared into her hateful eyes and smiled as her hard look slowly ran off her
face. She was remembering her submission and pleasure from the previous rape.
'If you're good for the cameras again, you won't get real hurt and I'll make
sure you orgasm as much as you want.' She started struggling again and he was
glad; a little fight left made for better footage. He didn't want a limp fish
star actress.
He grabbed a bottle from the floor and poured some liquid into his hands. Not
massage oil this time, but a mixture of hamburger and steak juice which he
started rubbing into Pamela's pussy and asshole. Immediately, Sam came over and
started sniffing her pussy. His long tongue came out and vigorously began
licking her tasty pussy. With her legs split apart, she couldn't stop his
tongue from quickly making its way between her pussy lips, exposing her clit and
cunt opening. Pamela tried to jerk away from Sam at first, but Sam stuck right
on her pussy. He zoomed in one of the cameras on her pussy as Sam's impressive
tongue kept up a rapid licking rhythm. He poured some more juice on her pussy
and left Pamela to Sam's attentions.
He turned back to Linda and rubbed juice into her cracks as well. He also
grabbed her tits, squeezing the oversize nipples a bit and pulled her stumbling
up to her feet. She wasn't quite sure what was happening and could do nothing
other than follow his lead. He turned her towards Pamela and grabbed a leather
paddle from the floor. He put it in her hand and positioned her by Pamela's
butt. He urged her to start spanking the woman in front of her, saying that
Pamela had tried to steal Linda's clothes and hurt the dog. He kept up the
verbal suggestions while guiding her hand for a few initial smacks on Pamela's
ass. Finally, Linda started doing it herself, groggily focused on swatting
Pamela's ass and not falling over. She gradually got the hang of it and with
her strength started landing some good, sharp blows. He doubted if she realized
it was Pamela she was whacking.
He checked the camera angles and watched Sam eagerly licking Pamela's pussy
while Linda was getting in a rhythm of hitting Pamela with hard smacks.
Pamela's butt was already red and she was caught between Sam in front and Linda
in back. The paddle whacks were driving her body forward and shoving her pussy
into Sam's tongue. Sam in turn was licking and pushing her back towards Linda.
He could see Pamela's pussy lips opened wide and her clit large and shiny in the
open. Sam's tongue was doing the trick. It was not long before Pamela was not
struggling anymore, in fact, she had closed her eyes and was moving her hips in
little pelvic motions towards Sam. The paddle smacks only caused her to briefly
open her eyes and glance down at Sam's tongue. When Pamela's face began to get
red and her breathing was ragged, he went over to the side away from Linda's
swings and reached out to pinch Pamela's nipples. She gasped as he pinched and
rolled the nipples back and forth between his fingers. He told her to open her
eyes and look at him as she came. She locked eyes with his and he watched as
her face got beet red and her chest started heaving. He continued pulling on
her nipples until suddenly, she shrieked through the ball gag and her entire
body started convulsing as Sam kept up his relentless licking and Linda kept
trying to hit her swaying ass with the paddle. Pamela's head whipped around and
around as her hips jerked back and forth, her body swinging by the arms from the
ceiling this way and that. He pulled Linda off to one side and watched as
Pamela slowly came back from the fire that had shot through her body. Finally,
Sam dropped his muzzle and took a breather too, although he soon nosed around to
Pamela's ass where he found some more juice to lick.
He led Linda to the chair where he sat her down and tied her legs spread to the
chair legs. He then brought Sam over to Linda where he happily started licking
Linda's stationary and juicy pussy. Linda was so out of it that she actually
reached out and started rubbing Sam's head and neck as he licked her pussy. She
floated in some happy fog where the pussy licking seemed like a dream to her.
She leaned back and started playing with her tits and nipples. He positioned a
camera to capture the action and turned back to Pamela.
Pamela was just hanging there motionless, exhausted from her orgasm. 'See, that
didn't take you as long as last time,' he told her. He freed her hands and
ankles and pulled her to the bed. She went face down on the edge of the end of
the bed, her chest on the bed but her butt off the edge, kneeling on some
cushions he placed on the floor. He tied her knees to each bed frame corner and
her wrists were pulled out to each side of the bed and a rope under the bed
pulled her wrists tightly apart. She was spread-eagled in a kneeling position
with her ass and pussy fully exposed right at the top of the mattress.
He went back to Linda who was totally into shoving her pussy and ass outwards
towards Sam's tongue and playing with her clit and nipples. He rubbed some more
meat juice on Linda's pussy and watched her head lolling back and forth as her
tongue was rapidly licking her lips. He could hear her ragged breathing and
knew she was close to coming. As Sam continued to lick her clit and asshole,
she started pulling hard on her nipples, stretching them out as far as she
could. She used all her strength to pull her nipples straight out from her
chest, rhythmically jerking them out as far as she could pull them. Now he knew
why her nipples were so big in the first place; Linda clearly got off on extreme
nipple stimulation and a lifetime of orgasms had thickened and stretched her
nipples considerably. He watched as her body muscles tightened and tightened,
ripples outlined everywhere. She started shaking and yelling and he had to go
over and clamp his hand over her mouth.
He kept his hand firmly on her mouth as she screamed and started bouncing around
on the chair. With a loud, muffled yell, she jerked up from the chair to an
almost standing position. Her muscles were straining hard against him and the
leg ropes. He barely kept her from flopping around the room. As Sam kept his
tongue on her pussy, she pulled her nipples and tits straight out from her chest
again and again and her orgasm just kept going. He marveled at her gorgeous
body and couldn't wait until he had a chance to play games with those nipples
himself. He was practically creaming his leather shorts watching Linda squirm.
Apparently, Sam's nose had gotten completely soaked from the combination of
Linda's pussy juices and Sam's dog saliva. As she settled down, Sam pulled away
and rubbed his muzzle with his paw, trying to get dry. He laughed at Sam's
antics and thought about how to get Linda into a few more scenes. However, she
was on resolution break for a few minutes and he tied her arms to the chair and
went back to Pamela.
Still tied in the kneeling position, Pamela had been watching Linda's orgasm.
Now, she flinched as she anticipated him invading her cunt or ass. He smiled as
he watched her tighten up her ass. Almost right, he thought. He grabbed a tube
of lubricant from the floor and rubbed a gob into Pamela's asshole and pussy,
sliding a finger in and out of her holes to work the lub in. Then, he called
Sam over and let him nose Pamela again. Pamela suddenly got the idea and
started thrashing around but she was tied tight. She could only move an inch or
two in any direction. Pamela's face was a mask of horror at the thought of Sam
mounting her, her disgust and fear written all over her beautiful features. Sam
was a good size German Shepherd, at least 80 pounds, and was already showing the
tip of a wet, red penis. He reached over and started massaging Sam's sheath as
Sam nosed into Pamela's ass and it only took a moment for Sam's penis to extend
and start engorging. Sam had gotten the idea too and he started climbing up on
Pamela's back to get in humping position. He let Sam try to make the connection
on his own, watching in amusement as Pamela tried to move her butt and pussy
away from Sam's probing penis. By now, Sam's penis was at least 6 inches long
and growing. It was pretty thick for a dog and his penis knot was starting to
fill out, too.
He positioned a camera properly and then helped guide Sam's penis into Pamela's
cunt. Once the tip was in, Sam pulled himself in closer and started a quick
pumping rhythm into Pamela. Pamela was still trying to shake Sam off, but the
big, muscular German Shepherd was there to stay. Pamela whimpered through the
ball gag, as Sam now had his entire penis deep inside Pamela, driving in and
out. Sam's knot was pushing up against Pamela's pussy lips every thrust and it
looked like it would not be long before the knot slipped all the way in. Sam's
pumping was also forcing his knot against Pamela's clit every thrust and to her
horror, Pamela found that the combination of the penis driving deep and the knot
hitting her clit area every shove was making her body respond. She couldn't
help herself as she began to push back just a little as Sam drove in each time,
feeling her pussy get filled up and her clit get rubbed.
He watched for a moment and then dropped his leather shorts for the camera,
releasing his hard-on which quickly grew to his normal 8 inches. Moving to the
bed, he climbed on and sat spread-legged in front of Pamela's head, scooting
closer to her face until he could hold her head in his hands above his dick. He
watched her face and eyes as Sam kept pumping and she responded even as she knew
she would have to suck him off. He didn't have to order her to open her mouth;
he released the ball gag and she just opened wide and lowered her lips to his
penis, using her tongue to massage his dickhead and run up and down his shaft.
He reached over her shoulders and pulled each big tit out to the side where he
could play with them, as she bobbed her head up and down on his throbbing dick.
He thought this was a great camera shot.
Sam was pushing with shorter strokes now and, with a sharp moan from Pamela, it
was clear that his big knot had slipped into Pamela's cunt. He continued to
play with her nipples and tits as she sucked on his dick. He let her control
the pace for once and just enjoyed the incredible sensations and visual
excitement of watching Sam approach his climax. Pamela seemed to have forgotten
she was getting fucked by a dog and was getting close again, too, as her face
was getting red while she gasped between each swallow of his dick. Sam was a
machine, he thought, as Pamela got slammed forward time after time by Sam's
driving hips. Finally, he felt his own balls start to tighten and his cum start
rising. He pinched her tits hard and pulled on them to try and put her over the
top. It worked, as just as Sam gave a mighty heave into Pamela and shuddered,
Pamela opened her mouth for a moment and started to yell. He quickly shoved her
head back down on his dick as Sam shot his dog cum into Pamela's cunt over and
over again, and Pamela jerked backwards against Sam, keeping the pussy pressure
up as her orgasm overwhelmed her. She rocked into the bed, squirming her hips
around, muscles completely tensed, as her chest heaved upwards with rhythmic
jerks. As the orgasm continued to move her, he grabbed her head and started
fucking her mouth to put him over the edge. She helped with some tongue action
and he pulled her head off just in time for a stream of cum to shoot from his
dick hole and swirl her face with strings of white, glistening cum. He could
not resist pushing her mouth back on him again and he rocked in ecstasy as he
pumped shot after shot of cum into her mouth.
When his pumping spasms stopped and he felt his dick start softening, he told
her to look at the camera and squirt the cum out of her mouth over her lips and
let it drip down her chin. He knew the cameras were picking up his cum dripping
down her chin at the same time Sam's dog cum was dripping out of her cunt. He
told her to lick his dick clean and she did that. Wait a second, he thought,
she's got no fight left at all. She enjoyed that too much. Well, he could fix
that, he thought. He leaned back, scooted closer to her face and pulled his
knees up and told her to lick his asshole. She hesitated a little but plunged
in and gave him a good rimming. She even pushed her tongue into his asshole
without being told. Well, good for the camera, he thought, letting her continue
the rim job as he planned the next scene.
When Pamela's tongue slowed down and he felt the stirrings of a hard-on
returning, he put the ball gag back on and untied her. Moving her to a similar
kneeling position on top of the mattress towards the head of the bed, he tied
her knees and wrists to the bed frame corners. Then, he went over to Linda
relaxing peacefully in the chair and untied her wrists and ankles, pulling her
to her feet. He led her to the bed and made her lie down on her back on the bed
so that her head was right by Pamela's ass and her hips were on the edge of the
foot of the bed. He tied her arms down the sides of the bed and then took each
leg and bent them back towards the head of the bed, tying them off so that each
ankle was near to her head. He remembered he had screwed Pamela like that the
first time, although he had more action in mind for Linda. Linda was muscular
but limber and his eyes wandered over the rippling muscles again. Her pussy and
asshole were totally exposed due to her bent back position and his dick was
starting to rise to the occasion.
He told Pamela to raise up in the air and she lifted her butt off the bed,
facing away from him and Linda. He moved Linda's head under Pamela's pussy and
told Pamela to lower herself on Linda's face. Pamela hesitated and he thought
that she probably had never been with a woman before. He reached out and
roughly shoved her down on Linda's nose. He ordered Linda to lick Pamela's
pussy and gave her ass a hard slap to get her started. She was slow to move her
tongue and he really gave her a whack, leaving a red outline of his hand on her
ass cheek. Linda seemed confused but reached out with her tongue and began to
lick Pamela's pussy lips. He watched for a moment, wondering how the dog cum
dripping from Pamela's pussy tasted. He made sure that Pamela kept her pussy
down low on Linda's face. Then standing at the foot of the bed, he grabbed his
dick and rubbed it up and down Linda's pussy, slipping it in and out quickly as
a little teaser of things to come. Party girl Linda responded immediately and
started energetically licking Pamela's clit as he tantalized her with his dick.
When she was squirming all over trying to get more of his length in, he shoved
in as far as he could and let her thrust her hips up and down on his dick. The
feeling was great as Linda used her cunt muscles to squeeze his dick while
moving her pussy a couple inches in and out on his pole. Finally, he started
pumping in and out of her slit, going as deep as possible and then pulling all
the way out to the tip of his dickhead before plunging back in again.
Linda was already starting to go wild, moving her whole body around. Her head
moved with it, sliding her tongue all over Pamela's pussy. Pamela had finally
started reacting again, too, as Linda's tongue probed and licked every fold of
her pussy, massaging her clit until her pussy started lubricating again with
sweet juices. Clearly, Linda had licked a pussy or two before and definitely
knew better than Sam how to get Pamela excited. Pamela started grinding her
pussy into Linda's face and although he couldn't see Pamela's expression, he
knew she was enjoying the ride. He continued pumping Linda hard and reached out
to grab her nipples. She moaned when he pinched and rolled her nipples, which
now could be stretched for over inch. He pulled on them hard, forcing her tits
close to the ripping point as she was literally lifted off of the bed. Her face
was pulled even tighter into Pamela's pussy and Pamela returned the pressure
until Linda's head was bent back to the bed with her chest arched up a foot off
the mattress. Linda only moaned louder. He squeezed her nipples hard and
started slamming harder into Linda's pussy, ramming his dick even deeper into
her. His balls were smashed against her butt every thrust, but the pain only
made him more excited. He was completely recovered from his previous orgasm and
his dick was full length again.
He shoved into Linda as if he was trying to knock her off the bed. He pulled
her nipples every which way, trying to see where her pain threshold was. Linda
only got more frantic, licking Pamela's cunt and asshole as if her life depended
upon it. Pamela was obviously heating up again, swirling her hips and ass over
Linda's tongue and face, searching for the perfect pressure. He watched Pamela
carefully, trying to predict when he could make them all cum at the same time.
He didn't have to wait too long as Pamela suddenly lowered her entire weight on
Linda's face and started jerking. He knew she was overcome by a furious orgasm
ripping up her body from Linda's skilled tongue. Linda struggled to get her
mouth free from under Pamela to breath as he continued to slam her. Pamela had
a serious talent for multiple orgasms, he thought. He pinched Linda's nipples
some more and watched her start to spasm as her own orgasm overwhelmed her.
Only Pamela mashing her pussy on Linda's mouth kept Linda from screaming her
climax to the neighborhood. Linda's strength increased the pressure on his dick
as she wiggled her ass in response to each muscle jerk. He continued to abuse
her nipples but pulled his rod out to prolong his erection. Pamela had
collapsed in a heap and Linda had managed to get her head slightly to the side
of Pamela's ass so she could breathe. Both women heaved as they tried to catch
their breath. Not a bad camera shot, he thought.
He untied Pamela's wrists and knees and half carried her over to the chair. He
let her slump in the chair, half asleep, and called Sam over to the bed. Linda
was moaning softly with her pussy all swelled up nicely from his pounding and
her orgasm. He rubbed some more meat juice in her pussy and left her in the
exposed position with her ankles tied up near her head. He wanted to get Sam
back in the camera action. Sam was already showing the tip of his penis as he
approached the bed. Sam nosed into Linda and licked her meat juice covered
pussy for a minute or two. He then told Sam to get up and placed his paws on
either side of Linda's hips on the bed. That brought Sam's growing penis right
up to Linda's ass and Sam started poking around to feel for a hole to push into.
He guided Sam's penis into Linda's asshole and then watched as Sam started
humping away. Sam's penis slid into her asshole pretty easily. He had expected
Linda's butt muscles to put up a fight, but the drugs had obviously relaxed her
quite a bit. Linda was making little protest moans each time Sam shoved into
her asshole and at the same time appeared to be still coming down from her
climax. Wait til Sam gets his knot up your ass, he thought, that will really
make you moan. Sam's penis was shoving tight in Linda's asshole and her perfect
butt moved in rhythm to Sam's action. Sam would be a while he knew, so he left
a camera zoomed in on the steady Sam humping machine, while he turned back to
Pamela.
As he turned around, he caught a glimpse of movement and ducked just in time to
avoid Pamela swinging a bottle at his head. Damn, he thought, I didn't re-tie
her. She must have been pretending to be exhausted and half-asleep. He caught
her arm as it went by and jerked her off balance towards him. She stumbled into
him and he grabbed the hand holding the bottle and squeezed as hard as he could
until she was in agony and had to drop it. Then he put his other hand around
her throat and said, 'Don't ever try that again. I'll have to hurt you bad the
next time.' She looked down and went soft in his hands and he knew she was
giving up her last ounce of fight. To emphasize the point, he gave her a shot
to the solar plexus and knocked the wind out of her for a moment. As she bent
over in pain, he pulled her into the chair on his lap and made her watch Sam
piston his penis in and out of Linda's asshole. He fondled her tits and pussy
as they watched Sam try to drive his knot past Linda's sphincter muscles. It
was muscle against muscle and even though Linda was excited, her butt was trying
to resist Sam's constant pounding. This was a good sporting match, he thought,
massaging his still rock hard dick with his hand while watching the action. His
placed his rod under Pamela's ass as they sat in the chair, and spread her legs
so that his dick could reach her pussy.
Pamela didn't resist and even seemed to help a little as his dickhead slipped
into her cunt. She continued to watch Sam and Linda as he started shoving up
into her while playing with her gorgeous tits and nipples. Sam's knot was
starting to slide partway into Linda's asshole each thrust now and they watched
and waited for the moment the big knot made it all the way in her butt. Linda
had a good sweat going, as she tensed her butt on every thrust, trying to block
the big knot forcing its way into her slippery asshole. Pamela was moving on
his dick now, swirling her hips to accentuate his thrusting as Sam plowed away.
Finally, with a yelp from Linda that almost made him jump up to gag her, Sam's
knot pushed in and locked Linda to him. Now, her butt could only move as he
moved. His knot acted like a tether, jerking her forward and backward as he
continued to pump. Sam's big penis was fully extended now and the tip of his
sheath was shoving into Linda's cheeks each push. He figured Sam had 6 inches
of penis and almost a 3 inch diameter knot up Linda's asshole.
When Sam's big knot pushed completely into Linda's ass, Pamela leaned over to
get a closer look and started breathing heavy. He could feel her pussy muscles
gripping his dick, making him harder, as she rode up and down on him while
watching Sam push and pull Linda around the end of the bed. He leaned around
her shoulder and pulled a tit up to his mouth. He sucked on her nipple as he
fondled the tit and then switched the nipple to his fingers, massaging it in
rhythm. She increased the speed of her ride and he matched her with his
thrusts. He whispered into her ear, 'Cum hard, real hard,' and continued
sucking her nipple. His other hand started playing with her clit as her pussy
rode him. Pamela closed her eyes and started moaning. He went frantic with his
fingers on her clit and pushed his butt off the chair a little to get deeper
into her. Her fingernails dug into his thighs as he felt her pussy swell and
grip his dick even harder. After a couple of minutes of rapid clit rubbing, and
with a final twist of her nipple, she let out a little scream and pushed back
against his dick as hard as she could. She leaned back into him as she squirmed
and he was intoxicated with her neck and hair fragrance. He held on as she rode
him down her climax. Shit, he thought, she's on fire; it doesn't take hardly
anything to get her pussy hot again. He had never known a woman that could
orgasm as easily as Pamela, although Linda didn't seem too far behind in the
easy to get excited category.
He hadn't come yet and after she had slowed down to a slow rotation of her hips,
she suddenly stopped and tried to stand up. He grabbed her hard, but she looked
at him and said, 'Let me turn around.' She did and draped her spread legs up
and over the padded chair arms and lowered her pussy back onto his dick.
Putting her arms around his neck, she started riding him up and down again,
using her legs to lever herself, and in this position he could go much deeper
into her cunt. Her tits were rubbing his chest, too, and he grabbed them with
both hands. The full length of his dick was being squeezed and rubbed by her
pussy and he quickly felt his balls starting to tighten. Pamela's beautiful
face was only inches from his. For a moment he forgot the film project and lost
himself in the moment, sucking on her nipples and licking her neck. She began
watching him for signs that he was going to come and he stared right back into
her eyes. She grabbed his nipple with her fingernails and pinched it as they
moved. The light pain made him all the more excited. As his balls went tight
and his cum started to rise, he loosened the ball gag, kissed her and kept
kissing her as he exploded into her. She didn't pull away but keep driving her
pussy down on his dick, taking every inch he could give her and squeezing him
dry with her muscles. Her luscious lips and tongue remained on his until he was
soft and sliding out of her pussy.
Pamela almost had a hint of smile on her face as she watched him relax against
her. He cautioned himself to stay on guard; she might have another escape
attempt up her sleeve. They glanced together over at Sam and Linda. It was
clear that Sam was on the final strokes as his panting tongue was flopping
everywhere, drool flicking all over Linda's stomach. Sam was pulling with his
paws on the bed to shove deeper into Linda. Linda's eyes and mouth were wide
open and she was straining to look down at her pussy but her bound position
prevented much of a look. She must wonder what is inside of her ass, he
thought. She grunted with each stoke but it sounded like a pleasurable grunt.
He told Pamela to get up and go over to Linda and massage her clit. Pamela did
as he said. He followed and stood beside Pamela, watching her fingers rub
Linda's clit in a fast circular motion. He bent over, took one of Linda's
nipples in his mouth and bit down hard. Linda jerked away but only moaned a
little. He alternated nipples, biting and pulling on them with his teeth. They
watched as Linda suddenly arched her back off of the bed and shuddered, muscles
rippling as she shook. Sam shook the bed and Linda with a few final big humps
and started making a dog throat noise with each push. Sam was obviously
shooting a huge load of dog cum into Linda's ass. Linda kept shaking and
shuddering as Sam pushed and pulled, Linda's ass following every movement as
Sam's knot jerked her around. Finally, they both stopped humping and laid there
without movement. He wondered how long it would take for Sam's knot to soften
enough to pull out of Linda's ass.
Pamela looked at him with searching eyes as if to ask, 'what next?' She seemed
to have something to say. He glanced at the cameras and hesitated. He knew
their relationship had changed somehow but he didn't know what that meant. His
first priority was to finish enough film to edit into a killer video. Yet, all
he could think about was holding Pamela close and continuing to caress and
fondle her. The overwhelming feeling made him uncomfortable. He tightened her
ball gag again and got up.
He realized Pamela had had it easy so far. She had enjoyed the action a little
too much and he wanted to get back to a leather theme again. He remembered she
had a lubbed up asshole ready to go. He didn't want to leave out a camera angle
featuring her beautiful ass, so he pulled her over to the ceiling hooks and
cuffed her hands behind her. Then he used a rope through a hook to pull her
hands up high in the air, forcing her to bend over at the waist until her head
and torso were horizontal. Each ankle was tied off again with the spreader bar,
fully exposing her butt and pussy from behind. Sam had finally pulled his
softening penis and knot out of Linda's butt. He untied Linda and let the
circulation return to her legs and arms. She was still in her drug fog and
docilely let him lead her around. He picked up a strap-on dildo from his
equipment and tied it in place on Linda. Then he whispered in Linda's ear that
Pamela had just fucked Linda in the ass and wanted Linda to do her. He lined
Linda up behind Pamela and adjusted a camera to catch the action.
He put the tip of the dildo on Pamela's asshole and laughed as she started
swinging her butt around to avoid the dildo. He told Linda that Pamela was
being bad and needed punishment before Linda fucked her. He gave Linda a small
leather whip and told her to whip Pamela's ass and legs until she was a good
girl. Linda slowly got the message and slapped a weak hit across Pamela's butt.
He told her to make sure she could see red marks every time she whipped Pamela
and to try again. This time Linda put some muscle into it and the whip streaked
across her butt and landed with a crack. Pamela jerked in agony as red stripes
appeared on her ass. "That's it,' he told Linda, 'That will make her a good
girl.' Linda swung again across Pamela's thighs. And again on her back and
then to her ass again. Linda was getting in a rhythm and he had no doubt Pamela
was in great pain as tears began to run down her cheeks. Linda was one strong
girl and her foggy mind was focused on doing a good whipping job. He watched as
Pamela jerked and sobbed in response to each swing of Linda's arm, and enjoyed
the bounce of Linda's muscled body on each swing.
He took another rope and tied it to Pamela's collar ring, threading it through
another ceiling hook. Then he loosened the rope pulling up her hands while
pulling on the collar rope to bring her back to a standing position. Linda was
still swinging away on Pamela's back and legs. He admired the almost solid red
welt Pamela's backside had become as he led Linda around to the front of Pamela.
He whispered to Linda, 'Pamela said your tits are too small; why don't you show
her tits who is boss?' Linda's eyes grew wide at the insult and she needed no
further prodding to start whipping Pamela's big tits. Soon, Pamela was sobbing
again as Linda kept up a steady assault on her tits, stomach and thighs.
Occasionally, Linda got a blow on Pamela's pussy as well and soon her entire
front side was as red as her backside. No skin was broken, but he knew it was
painful. When he thought he had enough film action, he removed the neck rope
and pulled up the hand rope again, bending Pamela back over. He took the whip
away from Linda and positioned her behind Pamela again. Placing the dildo on
Pamela's asshole, he told Linda to shove in.
The dildo slipped into Pamela's asshole, stretching it wide around the dildo's
shiny surface. It took Linda a few tries to get the thrusting motion down
right, but it wasn't long before she grabbed hold of Pamela's hips and had the
dildo shoving in and out of Pamela with long strokes. Pamela shook with protest
while trying to pull away from Linda and the long invader painfully stretching
her asshole. Linda's firm grip on her ensured that Pamela could do nothing;
Linda was much stronger and Pamela was impaled on the dildo as long as Linda
wanted to keep it in her ass. Pamela's big tits were hanging towards the floor,
shaking with each shove by Linda. He grabbed some equipment and snapped two
nipple clamps on Pamela while she tried to rear up in protest. The hand rope
kept her down and he hung two weights from the clips, watching as they weighted
her heavy breasts down. They swung back and forth in time to Linda's intense
dildo action.
Getting an idea, he whispered to Linda that Pamela said Linda couldn't stretch
her nipples as far as Pamela could, and slipped two clamps on Linda, too. Linda
hardly reacted to the sharp nipple clamp pressure and he hung double weights on
each of Linda's tits. Linda just kept shoving the dildo in and out of Pamela's
ass. Linda and Sam are two fucking machines, he thought, watching Linda's
nipples stretch out. He added another weight to each tit and then another.
Linda only moaned and it looked like she was getting aroused again. The dildo
base was hitting against her clit on each shove and it was clear that the clit
and nipple stimulation was having an effect. He added yet another weight to
Linda's nipples and figured they were now stretched out over an inch. Linda's
only response was to increase the tempo of her ass rape of Pamela and start
panting from the exertion and stimulation. Linda's chest was a blur of swinging
tits and weights. Pamela was somewhere between lots of pain and a little bit of
pleasure, judging from her facial expressions.
Linda grabbed the dildo with one hand as she rammed Pamela, grinding the base
into her own clit as she increased to a frenzied thrusting in and out of Pamela.
He waited until she was red in the face and her breathing was ragged, then
pulled hard on Linda's nipple weights towards him. Her tits were like cones
stretched straight out from her chest as the added pressure took her nipples to
the tearing point. She suddenly stopped pumping Pamela and ground her pussy
into the dildo even more as an orgasm shot through her, jerking her pelvis
around. He kept up the nipple pressure and she dropped her head as she tensed
her muscles over and over again, rubbing against the dildo in Pamela's ass.
He finally let the weights and her nipples drop back to her chest as she
crumbled to the floor, still grinding the dildo into her pussy. She looked
unbelievably hot and he dragged her over beneath Pamela as Pamela continued to
hang in a bent over position looking straight down at Linda writhing on the
floor. He moved behind Pamela and shoved his dick straight into her bruised
asshole, feeling her sore sphincter muscles once again tighten in protest. He
pumped away as they watched Linda slowly come down from her orgasm. Linda had
now unstrapped the dildo and turned it around, shoving it deep in and out of her
pussy as she pulled on her nipple weights herself to squeeze the last few spasms
out of the climax. Linda rolled slowly around beneath Pamela as they both
watched her pussy and tit action. Pamela's asshole had gripped his dick nicely
and he grabbed her hips to pull himself into her ass, slamming his balls into
her butt. Her tits jiggled and swung around as he plunged deep again and again
until at last he shot a load of cum into her ass and continued letting her ass
muscles milk his dick.
He wasn't sure what to do next. His dick was done; after several spurts in an
hour and a half, he felt limp with no more loads left for probably at least the
next 30 minutes or so. He was out of ideas for a moment, but then Pamela lifted
her head and spoke up. "Make her suck the dog off," she said. He was startled,
but figured she was a little upset at the whipping and the reaming her asshole
had gotten from Linda's dildo attack. With a laugh, he untied the rope holding
her hands high behind her, moved her handcuffs to the front and retied her hands
up above her head, stretching her up to the ceiling again. The ball gag went
back on. Her suggestion was better than he could come up with, so he brought
Sam over to where Linda was lying in a daze on the floor. He bent over,
stroking her face and whispered to her that Pamela had bet him Pamela could suck
Sam off faster than Linda. If Linda wanted to win the bet, she needed to prove
that she could suck Sam off faster. Linda didn't quite get it at first, but he
repeated the suggestions a few times and she finally nodded and leaned over to
Sam, who was happily rolled over on his back getting a stomach scratch from his
fingers. He adjusted the cameras and told Linda to get ready.
Linda didn't even bother to remove the nipple weights and the dildo from her
pussy. She started massaging Sam's balls and penis sheath, looking for a sign
of excitement from Sam. It didn't take but a moment and Sam's penis peaked out
in all of its pink, shiny glory, slowly extending outward. He told Linda that
she had to beat a time of 3 minutes in order to win the bet and beat Pamela, and
that he would keep time for her. He told her to start and she took Sam's half
rigid penis into her mouth with almost no hesitation as she kept massaging Sam's
balls. He wondered how the taste compared to men. Linda knew how to suck like
a pro, and he and Pamela watched her work her mouth magic on Sam's rapidly
thickening dog rod. She went up and down licking and swirling her tongue, and
then would take the entire penis in her mouth and suck it from end to end, up
and down. Then back out for more licking and swirling. Sam was quickly rock
hard at full length in no time, tensing his legs and body with little jerky
motions.
Linda kept up a good pace and he got a little jealous that it was Sam on the
receiving end, not him. She was incredible, deep throating Sam at one moment,
sucking only his penis tip the next and then slurping him up and down a moment
later. Despite his worn out dick, he felt a few stirrings watching Linda, so he
moved one camera back to Pamela. He sat down between her widely spread legs and
started squeezing her clit between his fingers and shoving other fingers up her
pussy. He continued to keep an eye on Linda working away on Sam, but he was
enjoying playing around with Pamela. Pamela didn't respond, she just hung there
watching Linda. When he saw that Sam was starting to hump back to Linda's face,
he knew it couldn't be long before Sam shot his load. He got up, rubbed some
more meat juice into Pamela's pussy and ass, and kneeled beside Linda. He told
her that to prove she had sucked Sam off, she had to let Sam spurt all over her
face. Then he adjusted the camera to catch the scene perfectly. In a minute or
so, Linda suddenly lifted her mouth off Sam's penis and pointed it at her face
as Sam shot a big load of white dog cum straight into Linda's eyes and cheeks.
Several more spurts followed as Linda kept up some hand action on Sam's penis.
As Sam wound down, Linda tried to wipe the cum out of her eyes and eyelashes
while still milking Sam.
He took the opportunity to kneel down, take her hand off of Sam's penis and put
it on his own slowly hardening dick. She couldn't really see as he told her to
hurry and keep sucking, Sam wasn't finished yet. If she wanted to win the bet,
she had to keep sucking. She dutifully leaned over and started sucking him off
with her incredible technique. As she got rolling, he commanded Sam to go over
to Pamela. He did and smelled the meat juice on her pussy. Out came his tongue
again, splitting her pussy lips and exposing her clit to direct contact with
Sam's long licks. The combination of Linda's efforts and watching Sam stimulate
Pamela finally got him going again. He could feel the rush of blood back into
his dick and he surrendered to Linda's full length treatment.
He laughed as he saw Pamela slowly responding to Sam again, her pelvis turning
up to Sam's mouth, searching for more pressure from Sam's tongue. Pamela's
breathing was speeding up again and she glued her eyes on Linda's mouth working
energetically up and down his shaft. He reached over and grabbed Linda's nipple
weights, pulling on them to see if Linda reacted, but she was lost in the blow
job. It was as if her life depended on making him come as fast as possible and
he admitted that she was getting close to achieving that goal. She started deep
throating him over and over again, barely getting a breath in before she plunged
back down his length. He could feel her tongue and throat muscles working his
dick, stimulating him from base to tip. He moved a little to get a better angle
for her mouth and rested back on his elbows to watch the show. Linda had to be
the best blow job he had ever gotten.
Pamela kept watching Linda as if she was studying for a final, all the while
getting redder in the face and swinging her hips into Sam's muzzle at an
increasing pace. Her arms pulled tight above her head served to showcase her
awesome tits. They were bouncing slowly up and down in time to her hips and the
sight was unbelievably sexy. He felt his balls getting tighter and watched as
Linda paused, licked her finger and slipped it into his asshole, before going
back to work on his shaft. She probed for a moment with her finger until she
found his prostrate gland and started rapidly massaging it to increase his
excitement level. This was incredible. The feeling made him super rock hard;
it was as if he was getting sucked off inside and outside at the same time.
Linda certainly knew her stuff, he thought, and then suddenly thought, I hope
Pamela is learning some of this.
Pamela saw Linda's finger working away and only watched more intently as her
body started rocking. He took in the scene with her tits bouncing and Sam
licking away and finally felt his cum stirring and threatening to rise. Linda
felt the first taste of his pre-cum and pressed on his prostrate hard with her
finger. The pressure made his building orgasm immediately multiple in intensity
ten fold. He rocked back on his elbows as her mouth continued to suck him hard.
He shot a load of cum in her mouth and rocked again as her finger pressured yet
another spasm. She controlled the pace of his spasms with her finger and the
spurts were incredible. This was new to him and he felt his pubic muscles
tensing with new found strength. After the first few spurts, she pulled her
mouth off his dick and started rubbing her face with his dickhead as he
continued to spurt in reaction to her finger massage. She kept him pumping for
a long time, way after he had run dry of cum. He laid back for a moment to
recover as Linda slid her finger out of his ass.
He opened his eyes when he heard a muffled yell; Pamela was shaking from head to
toe as Sam's tongue finally brought her off. Or was it from watching Linda's
blow job, he wondered? In any event, Pamela was humping Sam's muzzle and
shaking about as her body was wracked with another climax. He watched her tits
bouncing all over until they were all finally still again. Linda broke the
silence by looking at him through strings of cum hanging all over her face and
asking, 'Did I win the bet?' He started laughing out loud and he thought Pamela
was laughing through the ball gag, too.
He was ready to pack it in and get out of there. He got up and got a bottle of
tequila from his stuff and took it over to Linda. 'Drink this,' he told her and
she placidly took the bottle and started swigging a few gulps. He pulled the
bottle away and left her on the floor, trying to wipe her face off with the
bedspread. He turned to Pamela and undid her ball gag. 'Leaving so soon?' she
asked in what sounded like an honest question. It took him by surprise and he
wasn't quite sure how to respond. 'Well, what do you think we should do, if I'm
not going to leave?,' he finally responded. Pamela shot back, 'I want to screw
Linda the way she screwed me. I'm sure that you can find something to do with
her too.' Apparently Pamela wasn't quite over the butt reaming she had got from
Linda earlier.
He decided, what the hell, and thought for a moment about how to move things
into position. He untied Pamela and cuffed her to the bed leg for a moment,
just in case she was scheming something. He made her drink a big swig of
tequila to slow her down a little. Then he laid Linda down on the floor under
the ceiling hooks. He ran ankle ropes up through some of the ceiling hooks,
pulling them tight and spreading her legs as wide as they could go, lifting her
butt into the air about three feet. Only her back and arms rested on the
carpet. Then he took a couple of thinner cords and ran them through hooks and
back down to her tits, where he tied each cord around and around her tits tight
enough to make each one bulge out from her chest. He ordered Linda to push off
the floor with her hands and arms so that her upper body was up in the air also,
and then he pulled on the tit cords until her tits were pulled tight into the
air, forcing her to hold herself up in the air with her arms. If she slacked
off and sank towards the floor, her tits would get pulled painfully up by the
cords, perhaps even ripping the skin if she sank too low. She was stuck in a
position that would soon be very tiring to maintain.
He made sure her nipple clamps were on tight and then added more weight. The
weights were pulling her nipples off to the side and stretching the nipples
fiercely. He figured this was just the type of physical exercise Linda could
love to hate. He turned back to Pamela and tied her spread eagled on the bed.
'First, I have to do something about that big bush of yours,' he said. He
grabbed a bottle of cognac and poured some over her pussy hair. Then he got a
book of matches and lit one, holding it over her pussy for the cameras. Pamela
did not like this move at all and was protesting wildly as best she could. He
figured the cognac stung a little and she sure didn't seem to know that the
liquor would flame briefly and then go out too fast do any real harm. Meantime,
her fear was real and made for a good camera scene. He lit her pussy hair on
fire and watched as her bush flared up, singeing the hair off in a split second
of flame. Then the liquor was gone and the flame with it. At worst, Pamela
would have a skin irritation like a minor carpet burn, but the visual effect was
stunning with Pamela throwing herself all around the bed. The end result was a
nice, bald pussy again and he took a moment to play with her pussy for the
camera, rubbing some lotion into the skin to relieve any irritation.
Then he uncuffed her and strapped the dildo on her, as Pamela wobbled to her
feet, obviously amazed that her pussy wasn't in agonizing pain. 'There she is,
all yours,' he said. Pamela moved to Linda's widely spread legs and faced her
with the dildo in her hand. She put the dildohead on Linda's asshole and
tentatively pushed. Linda only swayed away from Pamela, her strong butt muscles
able to keep the dildo out of her asshole. 'Harder,' he said. Pamela grabbed
Linda's leg with one hand and guided the dildo with her other hand, and shoved
hard. This time, the dildo popped into Linda's ass with a grunt from Linda.
Pamela watched it slide inside Linda's butt as she started pushing in and out,
establishing a rhythm to Linda's swaying body. Each shove by Pamela caused the
cords to cut tighter into Linda's tits, as she was swayed backwards. Linda's
arms struggled to hold her straining chest up as high as possible to relieve
some of the cutting pain. Her tits slowly became purple and bulging to the
bursting point. The weights continued to stretch her nipples off to each side.
He was sure that her arms and tits were on fire. After a few minutes, her arms
slowly started giving out. Her tits stretched to the limit as the cords pulled
her purple balloons grotesquely away from her chest. As she started sinking
towards the floor, he was afraid that her tits would start to tear and rip off
from her body weight. He slid an ottoman from the living room under her,
lifting her up to take some pressure off her tits. He kept the tit cords pulled
tight, though, and Linda's distended tits continued to swell. Pamela drove into
Linda's ass with the dildo, watching Linda's struggles with a look of
satisfaction on her face.
He watched the action and the bouncing, swollen tits for a moment, then applied
another nipple clamp to Linda's clit. Linda moaned in protest, and then started
yelping as Pamela reached over occasionally and pulled on the clit clamp and the
tit ropes. He thought Pamela must be a latent bondage/sadomasochist the way she
was drilling Linda with the dildo and torturing Linda's tits and clit. Not that
Linda objected very much; her mouth was open and her tongue rolling around
again, indicating she was getting excited once again.
Pamela stopped for a moment and asked if he had a bigger dildo. He laughed and
exchanged the dildo for a larger one after rubbing some lub on it. Pamela could
barely get her fingers around it and smiled as she attached it to the harness
and shoved it back into Linda's asshole. Linda jerked and moaned as the fat
dildo plowed its way up her abused ass. Her butt muscles were gripped as tight
as they could go without tearing around the dildo shaft. Pamela just kept up a
rhythmic shoving that banged into Linda on each swaying motion. Pamela looked
at him and said, 'Hit her tits with a whip.' Well, wasn't Pamela getting into
the leather thing wholeheartedly?, he thought, thinking it was not a bad camera
idea, either. He positioned a camera to take advantage and picked up a nice
leather riding crop. He began hitting her painfully swollen tits with firm but
not damaging swings, aiming for her aureolas and nipples. When he hit a clamped
nipple flush on, Linda would moan and shiver. He kept it up in time to Pamela's
butt reaming, as Linda began moaning constantly. It was hard to tell if she was
in extreme pain or just getting extremely aroused from the abuse, or both.
He stopped Pamela for a moment, reached down and grabbed a vibrator from the
floor. He worked it up Linda's pussy and taped it securely in place before
turning it on to maximum vibration. Pamela started shoving again and he went
back to hitting Linda's nipples with stronger flicks of his wrist. There wasn't
much more in the way of stimulation they could do to Linda. Every time Pamela
drove into Linda's ass, she banged into the vibrator, sending its buzzing shaft
deeper into Linda's cunt. The vibrator had an immediate effect as Linda began
moving her hips around to vary the dildo and vibrator stimulation. His dick
came back to semi-life, so he moved around to her head and pulled her head back
so he could stuff his floppy dick in her mouth. He kept up the tit beating as
Linda's tongue began its stellar work, slowly bringing the blood flow back into
his growing erection. Pamela just watched with her intense concentrated look,
looking for all the world as if she was solving a difficult puzzle.
When Linda had him stiff again and was taking him all the way down her wondrous
deep throat action, he aimed carefully and landed the riding crop tip right on
her clamped clit. She almost bit into his dick from the unexpected pain before
loosening up a little. He alternated between her nipples and her clit with the
whip as she continued to suck him off. Linda clearly was a closet pain junkie,
as she responded more and more to the extreme stimulation. When he judged Linda
was close to an orgasm, he gave her nipples several hard whips in a row. It was
enough to get her over the edge and she screamed around his dick in her mouth,
as she started shaking and tensing muscles all over. He kept up the nipple
whips and slipped in a few clit hits as well, enjoying the vision of her orgasm
rippling up and down her body. She shook for a good minute with the mother of
all orgasms. He marveled at the picture of her abused tits, the big dildo deep
in her ass, his dick down her throat and a vibrator wiggling in her cunt.
Pamela and he stopped moving only when Linda was finally still. He pulled out
of her mouth and undid the cords abusing her tits and the ankle ropes. He
pulled her off the ottoman and Linda fell to the floor writhing in pain as the
blood flow sped back into her swollen tits, bruised ass and clit. Her tits were
definitely swollen larger from the cord torture and her asshole lips remained
open; the big dildo had stretched it so far it needed time to recover and
squeeze shut.
Pamela started to take off the dildo harness, but he stopped her and pushed her
to the floor kneeling in front of Linda. 'Grab her ankles,' he said, 'and bend
them up to her head.' Pamela did and he reached down and pulled the vibrator
out of Linda, while guiding the big dildo into Linda's pussy. 'Start screwing,'
he ordered Pamela. Pamela pushed the large dildo into Linda's wet pussy with
ease. He kneeled down behind Pamela as she shoved in and out of Linda's cunt.
Placing his dickhead on Pamela's asshole, he pushed in rhythm with Pamela and
slipped into Pamela's ass. Together, they moved in tandem, she screwing Linda
and he pounding Pamela's ass. Pamela had to hold Linda's legs up and back,
which left her tits free for him to fondle and squeeze. He took full advantage,
kneading them deeply, pinching and stretching the nipples. Linda was comatose,
oblivious to Pamela's pussy pounding.
At this point, he didn't care about anything but a good camera shot and a final
spurt into Pamela's ass. He shoved hard into Pamela, driving her and the dildo
deep into Linda. Linda took the big dildo in, her frequent fuck bouts with
dates apparently allowing her pussy to stretch to the occasion. They kept up
the daisy chain pounding until at last he felt his cum rising. With far less
than a full load spurting, he spasmed into her butt, milking what was admittedly
a half orgasm at best. He just didn't have much cum left to give.
As he slowed, so did Pamela and they collapsed on top of Linda, who remained
completely out of it. Her exertions together with the drugs and liquor had
finally put her out. Pamela wasn't much better, awake but totally exhausted and
barely able to move. He got up and started packing his things. 'Linda's drugs
will last another hour or so,' he told Pamela. 'She'll be fine tomorrow and the
drugs will wipe out her memory of almost everything. Just put her to bed and
tell her that you both got really drunk, and you called some new guy over who
took advantage and fucked the hell out of both of you. She'll be happy you got
laid.' He finished packing up and put his clothes back on as he watched Pamela
lying there.
He had a wild idea and threw it out as much as a trial balloon as a serious
thought. He put on a stern face and said, 'Pamela, you are going to do some
things for me. First, you're going to buy four leather bondage outfits,
collars, cuffs, gags, all the goodies, for you two and your friends Bobby and
Sue. Check out some adult toy shops. Pick out any toys you think might be
interesting to use, because you and I are going to be using them on the others.
You'll see what I mean. Then, next month you will arrange for Linda, Bobby and
Sue all to come over on a night I pick. You will give them drinks with a drug
in them that I send you. Then, you and I are going to make another movie.
Don't disappoint me. I will be in touch. Don't forget I will know if you
contact the police about any of this and for you and your family's sake, you'd
better not.' He waited for her response.
Pamela looked at him steadily for several seconds. Then, she slowly nodded and
lowered her face back to the floor. He couldn't believe it; he might have
another sequel to shoot! And he knew he couldn't stay away from Pamela, anyway.
He would have to be very careful about being set up, but Pamela seemed genuinely
submissive and resigned to taking his orders. And he knew she had been excited
by her abuse of Linda. He went over to her, leaned down and pulled her face to
his. He kissed her hard and deep for a long time. Then he taped her wrists and
ankles to Linda's wrists and ankles to ensure enough time to get away. A few
seconds later, he and Sam were out the garage and in the car. He couldn't help
whistling as they pulled out of the alleyway and headed for home.
End of Chapter 2
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