Executive Decision

[Angeleyz]

Angela looked at Jordan warily as she gleefully replied to Mrs Merchant, pretty sure she wasn't going to like whatever had the footman's eyes glittering. She would have protested whatever it was they were discussing, but she didn't want them to continue calling her a bad girl, which made absolutely no sense to the teeny tiny voice that was jumping up and down screaming for her to do something, anything before these crazy people did anything else to her... something that might be irreversible.

Oh no, pretty baby, not your silky legs…

Angela's legs quivered as Jordan ran her nails up the expanse of her legs and then made almost circular like motions on the inside of her thighs. This was such improper behavior!

…… Nor under your arms, my dear...

Shivering slightly as Jordan leaned down, Angela was half afraid she was going to touch her chest, vaguely remembering something about Jordan lavishing her nipple with attention the night before. She was appalled by a faint sense of disappointment when she didn't.

Lawrence, the shaving kit...

Angela jerked in shock when Jordan began playing with her... hair... down... there... worried that the girl was going to touch her... more. She tried to pull her legs together, but the bindings were too strong.

I shall enjoy shaving you as smooth as the day your were born, you naughty little girl.

Gasping in indignation, Angela couldn't believe her ears. She wasn't a naughty little girl, she wasn't! She dressed modestly, didn't swear, didn't lie, and certainly didn't engage in behavior that these people seemed to think was normal.

She tried to ignore the sly little voice that was trying to be heard over the righteous one... The oily one trying to remind her of how good she had felt in her 'dream'... How she hadn't wanted it to end right away... Had wanted to see what other odd sensations would come about.

Angela tried to pull away when Jordan brought her soapy hands towards the junction of her legs and whimpered when she was unable to delay the touch for more than a second. Jordan seemed to take great delight in working the soap into her hair and then holding the razor up as if to taunt Angela over her inability to stop her.

Be very still, baby, lest I cut you.

Angela tried to focus on the annoying phrases the younger woman kept calling her like little girl and baby instead of the repetitious, sensation of the razor slowly removing that which she never thought would be, but there was something almost lulling in the way Jordan wielded the razor across her skin. Something... almost... relaxing....

Angela blinked almost sleepily when Jordan started to speak, but that relaxed feeling fled as she punctuated each word of "so smooth, so soft" with a kiss... down.... there. She wasn't sure if it was because there was no longer anything providing a protective layer, but she swore each kiss gave her some sort of zap deep inside her.

……so delicious!

Feeling like she had been shocked, Angela thrashed in response to Jordan's long lick, pleading, "Stop... please.... Why are you doing this to me?!"

 

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"Stop... please.... Why are you doing this to me?!"

Julia had watched as their sweet little protégé had struggled against her bounds. She smiled as that gorgeous young body arched so seductively, as if offering its self to her, then had stilled, frozen in time, as Jordan shaved the young girl’s sweet little pussy bare. The sweet musky fragrance of Angela’s arousal filled Julia’s nostrils with each little kiss that the golden beauty gave the hapless bound chestnut beauty.

Jordan loved having this stunning young beauty at her mercy. Her little kisses became long sinuous licks. Each once cleaving deeper and deeper in to her succulent little pussy and each ending with the tip of Jordan’s tongue lovingly caressing the girl’s throbbing clit. Yet this was not enough for the golden beauty, she wanted this poured chaste beauty whimpering in her need to be fucked. That devilish little tongue darted into the chaste depths of her pussy fluttered over the girl’s sweet spot as she drove her supple young body to every high highest of sensual pleasure. One last little taste before she offered the hapless beauty to Her Mistress. Jordan smiled down into Angela’s soft eyes as Julia claimed her sweet little pussy that smile was so wicked as Jordan head lowered to the girl’s breast and she inhaled her pale pink nipple.

 

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Angela hated the whimpering sounds that were coming so soft and low from her throat as Jordan shockingly bestowed longer and longer kisses to her private most area. Hated the way her legs trembled, unable to close against the invading tongue that seemed to sear her insides with its every stroke and flick. Despaired over the thought of how disappointed her parents would be if they could see what was happening. Detested the way her body seemed to be suddenly failing their lifelong instruction as it quivered and shook. Abhorred the protest that almost spilled from her lips when Jordan finally pulled away. Oh my god... What am I thinking?!?

Angela watched as Mrs Merchant glided forward, her muscles bunching with the need to cover herself from her employer's dark regard. Before she knew it, Mrs Merchant was repeating the same shockingly wicked things that Jordan had just done, only her hands cupped Angela's bare bottom, almost pulling her up onto her tongue.

When Jordan maneuvered so that she could look into her eyes, her smile was so decidedly carnal that Angela got goosebumps when she leaned forward and suckled her nipple.

Angela knew she should say something, anything to get these wicked women to stop... It's what her parents would expect. Her mouth even opened as if she would, but the only sounds she could make were soft moans that seemed to be getting stretched out longer and longer.

 

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Alex watched with a casual disinterest as Julia and Jordan began their seduction and conquest of the sweet bound beauty. He admired the wickedly sensual way that Jordan had the bound virgin whimpering and gasping before she reluctantly surrendered her sweet succulent pussy to Julia’s loving attention to nibble on the girl’s taunt little nipple. Alex new well that the golden beauty would not only tease that sweet little bud but her teeth would rake across it and there would be just a touch of pain to heighten her unwanted ecstasy. Those sweet moist ripe lips parted “O”ed, the girl’s words of protest reduced to little mewled moans of unwanted pleasure. Her pious self-righteous upbringing in sharp contrast to her supple young bodies desires.

Julia now began to devour Angela’s innocence. She raped the girl’s mind and body with her tongue, lips, mouth and teeth. Oh how Julia loved the struggle between Angela’s young mind screaming No, oh dear God No! and yet those words so clear in her young mind came out as a sensual little series of moans and gasps as her supple young hips seemed to arch the sinful assault. Yet these soft sensual moans, those sweet little mewing, and gasp of carnal ecstasy was not what Julia desired. Oh no she wanted this bound young beauty to be screaming in unabashed ecstasy, begging her Mistress to let her cum again and again, Promising her anything if she could just taste that sinfully forbidden pleasure one more time.

Julia lifted her eyes to catch Lawrence’s gaze. The chef came to Angela; his lips brushed hers for in a darkly fleeting sensual kiss.

So sweet my little one!

His mouth then claimed the bound young innocents in the most sinful and soul searing kiss. A kiss that called to some dark corner in Angela’s being that she was not even aware of. A kiss that demanded that she not only surrender to it but to give herself to it body and soul.

Alex Merchant watched as the young virgin was taken. Julia tempting and seducing her supple young body, Jordan teasing, tormenting and biting the girl’s hyper sensitive nipple bathing her being in pleasure and pain. Then there was Lawrence his Kiss the most intimate, most demanding of all that was being done to the bound young beauty. His kiss laying her young soul bare. Alex smiled for he knew once Julia had her begging to cum, swearing she would do anything as long as her Mistress let her cum, Then and only then would Alex come to the girl and claim her virginity. Poor little Baby he thought even as the most evil grin bowed the corners of his mouth as he waited for his prize.

 

[Angeleyz]

Angela's breath grew increasingly more ragged as Mrs Merchant led her relentless assault on her nether region. She seemed to employ her lips, teeth and tongue over and over in an unpredictable pattern... Fast, slow, soft, hard, again and again and again.

Her mind violently protested that what Mrs Merchant was doing was oh so wrong, so utterly sinful, but her body didn't seem to be paying attention. It just trembled and shook, seemingly seeking something that was maddeningly just out of reach.

White hot streaks of pure sensation radiated from her nipple each time Jordan bit down on it, grazing it purposefully with her teeth. She too repeated her actions over and over until it was almost a relief when she barely suckled and licked her overly sensitive nipple. But that relief never lasted very long before Jordan scraped at it with her teeth once more, sending jolts throughout her body.

Awash in a flood of conflicting feelings, Angela was aghast over her body's apparent betrayal over lifelong lessons of chastity and obedience to her parents and her mind's inability to stop it. This wasn't right what they were doing to her... Making her feel.... It wasn't right... It wasn't right....

A light sheen appeared on her skin as the intensity of it all grew higher and higher. Angela wanted to beg them to stop... plead with them to continue... Wanted to understand what they wanted with her... From her. She didn't understand why they were doing this to her.

So sweet, my little one!

Lawrence's sudden appearance and equally sudden kiss was an odd lifeline to Angela, soothing almost in the way it swamped her mind, quieted it. Called to her to just let go. Let go and enjoy all the sensations these people were wringing from her body. That somehow they knew what was best for her and would continue this torment for however long they wished..

 

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Alex smiled for he knew once Julia had her begging to cum, swearing she would do anything as long as her Mistress let her cum, then and only then would Alex come to the girl and claim her virginity. Poor little Baby he thought even as the most evil grin bowed the corners of his mouth as he waited for his prize.

Lawrence knew what this sweet little virgin’s fate would be. He knew before this evening was through her chaste virginity would be noting more than a fading memory. As he let his kiss linger and deepen he could feel her gorgeous supple young body slowly melt, relax as she slowly, shyly surrender to that darkly seductive kiss. Lawrence knew that of all the carnal acts that she was enduring she was no more than a captive to Jordan’s mouth lips and teeth as she toyed with the girl’s sweet succulent nipple. Julia was busily seducing her sweet innocence and for the moment, bound as she was, the girl could do little to either avoid or embrace her Mistress’s sensual assault. Yet his kiss, his sinfully forbidden kiss now that was very different. It was some thing she could set her jaw clenched to, some thing she could turn her angelic face from, and yet to Angela it was soothing, in the way it swamped her mind, quieted it, called to her to just let go. It called to her in a darkly seductive whisper to let go and enjoy all the sensations these people were wringing from her supple young body. That somehow they knew what was best for her and would continue this torment for however long they wished. Besides what could she do after all they had bound her hand and foot.

So sweet my little one!

His voice a subtitle call for her to surrender as his tongue danced with hers as he drew her ever deeper into a world of carnal pleasure.

Lawrence was not the only one to feel the subtitle shift in the young innocents struggles Jordan smile as the girl seemed to arch off the table pressing her dusky areola and pale pink nipple to her lips. The golden beauty smiled as she let that sweet bud slip from her mouth with and obscene little pop.

Ummmmmmmmmmmmmm

The low guttural hum escaped Jordan’s moist ripe lips. She smiled wickedly as she inhaled Angela’s neglected nipple her cheek pressed to the girl’s breast, as she laid across her bound body to torment that sweet neglected bud.

Yet it was Julia that tormented and tempted her as no other could. Her knowing mouth that lavished the most sinful pleasure on her most private and imamate regions, tempting seducing and bring her to the very brink of forbidden ecstasy, letting the poor little virgin tittering on the edge then denying her the release that her gorgeous young body was now screaming for.

Umm how sweetly delicious you are Miss Johnson. I wonder if you are as tight as you are sweet my dear.

Those sweetly cooed words were still lingering as Julia slip a single finger into Angela’s chaste young body as she began to finger fuck the girl. As the tip of her finger grazed Angela’s maiden head Julia cooed.


Alex may darling our Miss Johnson is a virgin.


There was a brief pause before Julia cooed.



Miss Johnson shall we see if the back door is as tight my dear

The tip of Julia finger slowly pressed into the frightened little virgin’s, virgin anus. Julia laughed as she rocked her hand back and forth as she fucked Angela’s virgin ass and chaste little pussy.

 

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Angela gasped when Lawrence' tongue sought entrance between her lips, which only let him in all the faster. It was curious as how each stroke of his tongue, every tickle along hers had a faint echo in her very core. Curious and delicious in a very bad sort of way, and something her body wanted to explore further even as a faint echo of her parents' voices tried to tell her how wrong this all was.

Ummmmmmmmmmmmmm

Cool air hit Angela's hardened nipple as Jordan released it, making it even harder. She was vaguely aware of Jordan sprawling against her body, pinning her down, making her feel even more helpless on top of her bound hands and feet. Jordan began to feast on her other nipple with her mouth and before long began scraping her teeth along it in an almost teasingly slow manner.

And all along Mrs Merchant continued her torment until Angela's thighs shook with an intensity that frightened her, her muscles tightening and releasing with each cycle of highs and lows that Mrs Merchant subjected her to. It felt like she kept lifting her higher and higher and that somehow she should be pushing over something, but each time it stopped just short of whatever that final push was.

Umm how sweetly delicious you are, Miss Johnson. I wonder if you are as tight as you are sweet, my dear.

The words had just registered on Angela's clouded mind when she felt something probe between her legs and inside... Oh my goodness, what was she doing?! It was wrong! It felt... good. Was wrong! Felt good... Wrong.... goooood. Mind and body warred as Mrs Merchant continued what she was doing, pushing deeper and deeper inside.

Alex, my darling, our Miss Johnson is a virgin.

Angela stilled, her body freezing, her lips and tongue stopped moving beneath Lawrence's. Wait... How did she know? It was good that she was a virgin, right? Good girls were supposed to be virgins. Perhaps now that they knew, however they knew... Perhaps now they would stop. Her body protested while her mind cheered at the thought. After all, Mrs Merchant sounded so pleased with her discovery.

Miss Johnson, shall we see if the back door is as tight, my dear

Horror slammed into Angela as she realized what Mrs Merchant might be talking about. A terrified squeak escaped her as she felt something nudging against her... her.... Sweet merciful heaven, please no... Her entire body flamed red as Mrs Merchant's laughter filled her ears and just as her lewd acts filled... other parts of her.

Lawrence slipped his tongue into her mouth once more and began probing it insistently and oddly in the same rhythm as Mrs Merchant until the horror began to fade and the strange tension began to grow once more.

 

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Alex merchant watched as Lawrence once more claimed sweet Miss Johnson Lips. He smiled as he saw the golden haired beauty Jordan feasting on the girl’s nipple even as her fingers started to her other nipple and began to roll it between her thumb and fore finger. A sharp little pinch, a seductive little tug, and just enough pain to heighten the bound young beauty’s pleasure. Yet it was Julia that he watched most closely as she expertly seduced the sweet young beauty’s gorgeous supple young body.

He watched as she drew Angela to the tittering edge of ecstasy time and again. Watched as she held the girl there on the edge. Held her where Angela could almost grasp that dark illusive carnal pleasure that called to her sinfully wanton young body only to snatch it away from her leaving her yearning for….for what she did not know. He watched as Julia raised her head once more and smile up at him with the most evil grin.

Alex she is ready for you.

Julia gave the girl’s sweet succulent pussy one more little lick a flutter of her tongue over the girl’s sweet spot and a little kiss to her glistening pussy.

“Tank You My dear.”

Alex Merchant loomed over Angela his smile a wicked grin.

“My dear I am going to fuck that tight little pussy of yours and soon my dear very soon your virginity will be nothing more than a fading memory. “

Alex began to crawl up between Angela’ wide spread thighs as he told her just how hard he would fuck her and there was noting she could do to stop him.

 

[Angeleyz]

Higher and higher the tension grew throughout Angela's small frame. Everything was building up. The kissing. The suckling... The tweaks and tugs on her nipple. The scraping of teeth.... The relentless licks and probing to her private most areas. Her body clamoring for a release. Her mind getting quieter and quieter as if it knew that it was fighting a losing battle, or perhaps even succumbing to the haze of pleasure that was starting to envelope her.

So distracted by everything that was happening, it took a moment to register that Mrs Merchant had stopped her torment.

Alex, she is ready for you.

Not expecting anything further, Angela's body jolted when Mrs Merchant gave her another lick and a kiss, and she waited breathlessly for the torment to continue.

Thank you, My dear.

The sound of Mr Merchant's deep voice surprised Angela, who had forgotten he was even in the room, with all of the scandalous and sinful things being done to her. As if his voice was a signal to the others, Jordan gave her one more hard nip to one nipple and a painful tweak to the other nipple, and Lawrence gave her one more sensuously lingering kiss before the two of them also withdrew leaving her trembling with a need she didn't understand.

She looked up in bewilderment to see Mr Merchant looming over her, a wicked smile on his face.

My dear, I am going to fuck that tight little pussy of yours and soon, my dear, very soon your virginity will be nothing more than a fading memory.

Angela's mouth dropped up at the crude words coming from her boss, horrified by the way her body seemed to shiver in anticipation. Surely there was a mistake. Mrs Merchant had seemed happy she was a virgin... And good girls stayed as virgins... And they kept saying that she was their good girl earlier... But Mr Merchant kept talking about how he was going to take her in front of the others, how she would moan in pleasure. That there was nothing she could do to stop him as she lay there bound before him, and that they would record every moment so that they could watch it over and over and over again.

Shaking her head in denial, Angela begged, "No... Please, no... I'm a good girl...."

 

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"No... Please, no... I'm a good girl...."

Oh that sweet delicious look of fear in the young beauty’s eyes thrilled Alex Merchant. Just to have this gorgeous young creature bound to his will thrilled him. Even though she so sweetly begged for mercy his nostrils were filled with the dark musky fragrance of Angela’s arousal.

“Oh you are a very Good Girl Miss Johnson and I shall teach you to be an even better young lady my dear…”

Alex was now between Angela’s lily white thighs. His body posed above hers, a hand either side of her head, his dark hazel eyes boring into the very depth of her young soul as he drank in its youthful innocence as the needs of her gorgeous supple young body, warred with her pious upbringing.

“……. I am going to fuck you Miss Johnson…”

The tip of his cock brushed the soft folds of her innocence. His lips just a breath away from her, brushed their soft supple sensual bow as he spoke;

“……….I am going to teach you how to please a man with that gorgeous young body of yours….”

The velvet head of his cock parted Angela’s virgin folds and brushed against her throbbing little clit.


“……Umm so tight my dear…….I shall enjoy busting your cheery girl.”

Alex Merchant’s mouth claimed the hapless bound virgins in a darkly sensual kiss, a kiss that once more called to her to surrender to him, a kiss so darkly tempting. His hips rolled to hers as his kiss lingered and deepened. His tongue entwined with hers as his hips rolled to hers leading the innocent bound Miss in a dance as old as time its self, a dance that would lead to this sweet girl’s fall from grace.

On and On Alex Merchant led the sweet bound young virgin in that darkly seductive and carnal dance until the velvet head of his cock brushed against Angela’s maiden head the symbol of her chaste innocence.

 

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As Mr Merchant rose up before her, Angela could swear she saw him take a deep breath, and the expression of pure satisfaction both confused and terrified her at the same time, like he knew something that she didn't. A dark gleam in his eyes held her transfixed, a secretive look of triumph as he reached down and began to undo his trousers.

Oh you are a very Good Girl , Miss Johnson, and I shall teach you to be an even better young lady, my dear…

Yes, of course he was going to teach her... That's why she had been selected for the internship, wasn't it? Angela's eyes grew wide as Mr Merchant stepped out of his trousers, handing them to Mrs Merchant who nonchalantly folded them over her arm as she sent Angela a wicked grin.

Then Jordan stepped into view, temporarily blocking Angela's line of sight, and the next thing she knew Mr Merchant was standing before her completely naked... Or so she assumed because as soon as she saw that his chest was bare, she had squeezed her eyes closed like a little girl who assumed that things she couldn't see didn't exist.

A low rumble of laughter let her know that her actions had amused Mr Merchant, but she kept them closed tightly even as she felt the air around her move and sensed someone moving closer to her. This couldn't be happening! Her boss did not just strip in front of his own wife with the intent to do some nefarious acts to his newest employee...

Angela couldn't stop herself from opening her eyes just as Mr Merchant placed first one hand and then the other on either side of her head. She could feel the heat from his body as he slowly and deliberately lowered himself to cover hers. Oh God, this can't be happening...

I am going to fuck you, Miss Johnson…

Gasping at his words, Angela shook her head violently in denial even as something clenched deep inside her. She wasn't married. She couldn't do this. It wasn't allowed! Her breathing came in short, panicked puffs as she felt something hard at the juncture of her thighs.

I am going to teach you how to please a man with that gorgeous young body of yours….

Angela's breath caught in a sob when she felt something parting her. A little voice wailed inside her head that she was only supposed to please her future husband, even as her body trembled in what was surely revulsion... Surely it couldn't be anything else that had it quivering like it was as she felt a strange stretching sensation and worried about being ripped in two.

……Umm so tight, my dear…….I shall enjoy busting your cherry, girl.

'Satan's voice... Mr Merchant surely spoke with Satan's voice,' thought Angela seconds before Mr Merchant captured her lips in a kiss that went on forever. A kiss that distracted her from the slow stretching that was occurring, stretching that had her legs shaking. A kiss that had his tongue mimicking whatever strange magic he was casting on her below, which had her hips moving restlessly. A kiss that left her breathlessly wanting to do whatever he wanted.

 

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Axel Merchant smiled wickedly as this gorgeous little virgin shut her shy soft eyes so tightly as if she were a little girl hiding from a big bad wolf. Her cheeks were tinged the most adorable shade of crimson when he final had stood naked before her. Oh how the stunningly expressive eyes snapped open when he told her, I am going to fuck you, Miss Johnson… Like a frightened little bird he held her captive in his gaze as he eased into the tight moist embrace of her chaste young body. The sob of a little girl lost that caught in her throat as he edged deeper into her moist perfection thrilled him. Her mind might scream NO but that gorgeous young body was more than ready for him and was screaming some thing quite different , a resounding….Yes…oh God …YES

Alex’s mouth closed over his bound young protégé, her youthful innocence a sweet prize to be claimed, her seduction and fall from grace a darkly sensual game to be played her virginity the prize. The velvet tip of his cock slid deeper into the warm moist embrace of Angela’s chaste young body, the ridged shaft of his cock pressed to her throbbing clit each little thrust forward rolling the girl’s little pearl of passion beneath it. Each withdrawal tugging at that hypersensitive bud of pleasure till the bound young beauty felt an unholy fire racing through every fiber of her supple young body.

Alex’s kiss had claimed her mouth in a darkly sensual kiss. It demanded from this bound virgin, this sacrifice to his lust, every thing she had to give as it lingered and deepened. His tongue danced with hers inviting, no demanding, that she respond to him and when at last the chaste young bound beauty melted into his kiss he demanded even more of her till there was nothing left for her to give to him. The tip of his cock brushed the thin barrier of her maiden head, the physical symbol of her chaste virginity.

Oh it would be so easy to just trust forward and claim that prize, to her the girl scream her loss into their kiss, but that was to easy to simple a mere act of rape. What Alex Merchant wanted was more, much more, not only the rape of this gorgeous young creatures bound body but of her soul as well, an act that would be her fall from Grace, one that she would always be haunted by.

“Such a tight little cunt Miss Johnson………I shall truly enjoy busting your cheery.”

As his words echoed in her mind the tip of his cock pressed to her maiden head a shock of pain, and then it eased as he backed off his mouth claiming hers again in a savage kiss, her virginity and honor intact.

Time and again he brought the bound young beauty to the edge of that abyss that promised such sweet ecstasy only to be denied. Each time she felt him press to her maiden head as if this would be the moment that her virginity would be ripped from her. Yet each time Alex relented, a cruel denial of the release that her traitorous young body now craved more than any thing else.

Julia and Jordan watched Angela’s seduction, they loved the way her supple young body slowly melted to him arched to the Master of Rève Noir. Then when the moment was right the loosed the bounds that held Angela’s trim little ankles captive. The question now would she fight the Master of Rève Noir to protect her honor and virtue, or would she warp her legs around him, claim the release her gorgeous young body so desired and sacrifice her virginity on the blunt velvet tip of his raping cock.

 

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Angela tried to fight against the tide of depravity that was trying to drown her good senses. Her hips seemed to be moving of their own accord, and instead of trying to pull herself away from Mr Merchant's invasion, they would rock up and down as if in answer to his movements. The last remnant of her parents' teaching was mortified to note that a couple of times she had actually rocked her hips from side to side as if to welcome him more fully inside. Snap out of it... Don't let these people win...

Despite her best intentions, however, her body seemed to have lost all of its good senses as it quivered in need for something... something it didn't truly understand. Her breathing became labored as Mr Merchant moved deeper inside her, his tongue and hips in apparent unison, filling her, overwhelming her. Goodness something had to happen soon as her muscles clenched tighter and tighter. Ragged gasps could be heard as Mr Merchant pulled away from her partially open mouth, his warm breath tickling her wet lips.

Such a tight little cunt, Miss Johnson... I shall truly enjoy busting your cherry.

His crude words shocked her almost as much as the stab of pain that she felt within her womb. Her startled cry was muffled as his mouth claimed hers again before she realized that he hadn't actually done as he had said. Taken her virginity that was... the gift to her future husband... the symbol of her honor and obedience.... the innocence that he seemed determined to take from her on a dining room table!

Angela lost track of the number of times she felt that shock of pain and held her breath thinking that her world as she knew it would end. Lost track of the number of times her hips rock from side to side. Lost count of the sobs that caught in her throat... Of the times Mr Merchant would run against her and she'd feel a wave of something wonderful start only to stop almost before it started.

Flooded by the sensations, Angela only became aware of her legs being freed when her heels found purchase on the table surface and she was able to move her legs more than an inch. Her upbringing demanded that she kick out, twist... close her legs for goodness sake. Her treacherous body, on realizing that the right time was nearing, wanted her to push up against Mr Merchant and rub against him, looking for the release that she barely recalled from the night before.

Lost in his kiss, Angela did the only thing she had sworn she would never do until her wedding day. She listened to her body, clamoring to feel more of whatever Mr Merchant had to offer, and opened her legs wider, minutely so, but wider nonetheless... while her parents' good little girl wailed in denial.

 

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Her long athletic legs free Alex knew that this gorgeous young creature would not fight, would not resist he knew it from the way she had surrendered to his kiss. He could feel how her hungering young body gripped his invading cock as if to hold it draws it deeper into her chaste young body. Then ever so slowly Angela opened her legs wider, minutely so, but wider nonetheless wider welcoming her rapist.

Alex smiled as the girl’s legs parted he knew now was the moment, the moment to take that gift that this young innocent could only offer once, her virginity. So he struck taking her virginity in one powerful thrust before she could think better of what she was offering him. His mouth closed over hers, swallowed her scream of loss and pain. He stilled only a moment his groin pressed to her, his cock buried to the hilt in her warm chaste body. Then his hips began to move, the sharp pain of loss slowly became a dull ach, that dull ach, slowly building warmth, that warmth a fire building in Angela’s very core that burst into an all consuming fire of the most sinfully delightful pleasure. Her virginity and the pain of its loss a fading memory.

“You are my Good Girl Miss Johnson………Come to me now!”

His voice a dark illicit command, his lips brushing hers as she spoke, and then his mouth was pressed to hers once more in a savage kiss. Alex Merchant began to fuck his young protégé in earnest now driving into her his body dominating hers with each powerful thrust. His body posed above her his lust filled eyes gazing down on Angela’s naked perfection.

Julia Merchant was not willing to be a mere spectator at the rape of this young innocent and her fall from grace. She came to the girl her fingers entwining in her silken chestnut mane. Julia snapped her head forcible to the side and drew her lips to her own claim the young innocents mouth in a most sinfully and intimate kiss. Julia kissed her as a lover would demanding all the young innocent had to give and then demanded more of her. Jordan saw her Mistress claim the girl’s mouth and she bent her head to capture a succulent nipple between her lips. Lawrence would not be denied as he suckled Angela’s neglected nipple between his lips. The deflowered young beauty found herself the center of a hethenistic tableau as Alex Merchant pounded into her tight little pussy.


“You will cum for me like a good little girl won’t you Miss Johnson.”

Alex cooed as he invited the girl to become a willing participant in her own cruel rape.

 

[Angeleyz]

One minute Angela was floating on lovely warm waves of pleasure, her body wrapped in some kind of needy anticipation, and the next minute Mr Merchant moved so suddenly that it startled her into stillness, quickly followed by a stabbing, ripping sensation that felt like nothing she had ever felt before and left her screaming in shock and pain.... and, truth be told, loss and shame as she realized he had ripped through her virginity, the prize to be given to her future husband alone, and that she had practically handed it to him.

They lay there motionless for a moment, the weight of his body pinning hers to the hard table, as her body struggled to either free itself or accommodate his large size. What have I done? Oh Lord, what have I done?!? She whimpered as he started to move, slowly pumping in and out of her. Slow, measured thrusts that filled her, tempting her to forget what a disobedient thing she had just done... thrusts that eventually had the heat rising within her once more.

You are my Good Girl, Miss Johnson………Come to me now!

Angela wanted to cry that she wasn't a good girl, that she couldn't be a good girl anymore now that her virginity was gone, but Mr Merchant didn't give her a chance to do more than open her lips before he had captured them in a fierce kiss. After that he began a series of thrusts that had her fearing that he meant to go through her, although it seemed to get easier and easier even as they got faster and faster.

At some point, Mr Merchant reared up above her, staring down at her with such a hungry expression that Angela froze in place, afraid to blink. The next thing she knew fingers had clenched in her hair and her head was twisted to face Mrs Merchant's coolly appraising stare. She was unable to look into Mrs Merchant's eyes for long, but when she dropped her stare it landed on her lips that were bowed into a knowing smile.

Mrs Merchant's fingers tightened, pulling her hair as she drew Angela's lips closer. Flicking out her tongue, the older woman slowly traced Angela's lips. Her eyes widened at the wicked gesture before Mrs Merchant pulled her forward into a wet, open mouthed kiss that burned with its intensity. Suddenly she felt her nipples being captured in warm mouths, one being tormented with grazing of teeth...while the other was lavished over and over with a tongue much like a child would do to a lollipop. Angela's breath caught as Mr Merchant drove into once more as the rest of them continued to have their wicked way with her.

You will cum for me like a good little girl won’t you, Miss Johnson?

His words were so sinfully inviting. She really did want to be a good girl, but everything he was doing... What they were all doing... It had to be wrong... But Lord almighty did it feel so tempting... so good. But if this was making her feel good, it had to be wrong. Her mind spun in circles as the waves of pleasure grew higher and higher.

 

[cgraven]

You will cum for me like a good little girl won’t you, Miss Johnson?

Alex cooed so softly. He knew that this gorgeous young creature pious self-righteous upbringing was warring with the delightfully sensations and carnal pleasures they were awakening in her. He knew all she had known, believed, her very world, was suddenly turned upside down.

Julia was devouring her mouth in a very sensual open mouth lovers kiss. It was not the way one woman kissed another but the way a man kissed his lover and Julia was kissing her just so. Demanding that she surrender to her, to give herself over to that kiss. Yet Julia’s bold kiss was not the only distraction that this young bound beauty had to deal with. Jordan was once more at her breast her throbbing nipple in the golden beauty’s mouth as she tug bit and rolled that sweet throbbing bud along the ridged roof of her mouth. Lawrence on the other hand suckled her other nipple in the most sensually tempting way. Where Jordan caused the bound girl’s nipple to become a taunt little diamond hard bud, Lawrence’s loving ministrations suckled it to an engorged bud that was now almost an inch long and sending shock through her young supple body, so intense that her toes cruel tightly in response.

“You are my Very Good Girl Miss Johnson.”

Alex whispered to the besieged and confused young beauty. Could he be right that she was in fact a good girl, could any thing that felt this good could really be bad. He knew what she must be thinking as fucked her harder and harder building to a blinding crescendo letting her feel the way her gorgeous supple young body drew in on itself. How it clamped down on his raping cock, as if was trying to hold him, draw him into her violated tight little pussy.

“ That’s it Miss Johnson warp your legs around me…”

Oh how he wanted to feel her legs around him as she opened herself more fully to him. He waited until he knew that Angela was once more tittering on the edge of that dark swilling ecstasy, but this time he did not denied her but forcible trust into her his groin girding to her Mons.

“……….Be a Good Girl and Cum for me now Miss Johnson.”

He commanded as he pushed her over the edge of the abyss as she head him call her his Good Girl!

 

[Angeleyz]

You are my Very Good Girl, Miss Johnson.

Good girls don't do things like this, did they? But good girls listened to their elders... And the Merchants were her new employers and she needed to listen to them, didn't she? But the things they did... Yes, the things they did...

Angela desperately tried to stop her body from moving, from pushing up like it wanted something from Mr Merchant... As if he somehow could put an end to the crazy buildup that had her stomach tying itself up in knots. It was all so wrong, but my goodness did it feel so very right.

That’s it, Miss Johnson, wrap your legs around me…

His voice called to her, invited her to do such wicked things that her legs visibly trembled with the desire to do as he commanded. But she had long since lost control of the ability to move her legs on the own accord, outside of a small lifting and rolling of her hips.

Again and again Mr Merchant moved within her, causing her breathing to grow more and more shallow as something scary, something wonderful starting to build up. Small whimpers began spilling into Mrs Merchant's mouth. Whimpers that grew in volume and pitch. Mr Merchant thrust into her one last time, this movement slightly different from the others... This time it felt like an avalanche picked up speed and was rushing through her.

...Be a Good Girl and Cum for me now, Miss Johnson.

Angela let out a muffled shriek as the avalanche ripped through her body, flooding it with such heart stopping pleasure that her small frame bucked wildly under the effects. The waves tore through her for many long minutes before they subsided leaving her twitching and gasping for breath.

 

[cgraven]

Such a poor little lamb so lost so alone Alex thought as he pounded into her violated chaste young body. He savored the moment when Angela’s gorgeous young body betrayed her. The feel of her clamping down on his pounding cock the way her supple young body arched to him as she came hard. She was covered in a fine sheen of sweat her soft alabaster skin had a golden hue to it as she gasped for breath through Julia’s darkly demanding kiss. At the height of her pleasure Jordan bit down on the bound beauty’s nipple just hard enough to give her a twinge of pain to mix with her soul searing pleasure that had consumed her body and soul. If Miss Johnson thought her ordeal was over she was about to find out that it was not.


The Master told you to wrap your legs around him Miss!

The golden beauty hissed as she helped this exhausted young beauty to do as she had commanded before returning her attentions to the girl’s throbbing nipple.

Alex threw back his head in laughter at Jordan’s command and the feel of his little protégé legs around him. He once more began to pound into that delightfully tight little pussy. Angela may have cum but he had not. It was time to take his pleasure from her gorgeous young body.

Alex Merchant ripped a series of cascading orgasms from this sweet innocent, each building on the one before until this sweet woman child thought she might die from the pleasure that coursed through every fiber of her supple young body. Angela was once more tittering on the edge of a mind numbing orgasm, her breath coming now in shallow little gasps. Alex’s dark passion glazed eyes met hers as he thrust deeply into her his scalding white hot cum filling her virgin womb. With his cock pumping his seed deep with in her grasping Pussy his lips brushed hers.

“You are my good little girl.”

Julia had some time ago slipped from the bound girl to enjoy her screams of ecstasy, her little pitiful moans and gasps of pleasure.

His passions sated for the moment Alex Merchant rolled from the violated young beauty. It was then that Julia came to Angela wearing a large ebony dildo. A wicked smile curved her moist ripe lips.

Such a sweet girl…….

Julia cooed as she crawled between Angela’s legs.

… You will be a good girl for me Miss Johnson.
She hooked the girl’s legs around her as she sank the ebony dildo deep into her abused little pussy.

 

[Angeleyz]

Angela lay stunned, feeling like her entire world had been turned on its side. For 23 years she had done as her parents said. Had worn the clothes they told her to wear, shunned the ones she was told to shun. Had protected her virtue, avoiding people and situations that might put that at risk... All to be a good girl, their good girl.

And in only two days of meeting the Merchants, she had violated every rule, every dictate they had ever made. She had worn clothes she had no business wearing. Had been seen naked by more than a medical professional. Had been touched by more than one person... without clothes... at the same time! She had been kissed, licked, bitten, touched, probed in places she didn't think she was supposed to. And to top it all off, she had lost her virginity on a dining room table! 'And you might have liked it,' a sly little voice said, adding to her sense of shame.

The Master told you to wrap your legs around him, Miss!

Jordan's hissed comment broke into her thoughts, and Angela was jolted by a deepening sense of shame as her legs were wrapped around Mr Merchant's hips in a manner that seemed to leave her even more exposed. With Mr Merchant's delighted laughter ringing in her ears, Angela gasped and then moaned as he began thrusting vigorously into her once more.

His relentless pistoning seemed to go on forever, and Angela lost track of the number of times her body tightened, quivered and relaxed around him. Just when she thought she was surely going to pass out, their eyes locked and he stiffened before pushing into her so deeply that she swore she felt blood pooling within her.

You are my good little girl.

His words and kiss made her feel warm inside, but when he withdrew and rolled away, she finally figure out what she had felt deep inside her. Tears welling up at the thought of unprotected sex, Angela looked up just as Mrs Merchant came up wearing something that she had never seen before, but something she feared she wasn't going to like.

Such a sweet girl…….

Angela was already shaking her head as Mrs Merchant crawled between her legs, thinking that she must have had a nervous breakdown after all. Please God tell me that she's not going to... Going to...

… You will be a good girl for me, Miss Johnson.

Angela whispered a broken, "N-n-n-o-o-o..." as she felt Mrs Merchant pick her legs up and wrap them around her waist, once more exposing her to that thing that she wore.

 

[cgraven]

Julia smiled down into the young bound beauty’s eyes as she came to her. Her wicked smile only broaden as the girl desperately shook her head NO.

… You will be a good girl for me, Miss Johnson!

Julia’s cool sensual whisper was clearly a command and behind those sweetly cooed words was a note of steel. Both Lawrence and Jordan withdrew knowing that what was about to happen to his gorgeous bound young creature was for her Mistress alone.

Your so young so beautiful Miss Johnson….

Julia cooed as the tip of her monstrous ebony dildo slipped between the chaste moist folds of the girl’s violated young body.

You will be my Good Girl and you will give your self to me.

Julia head lowered to Angela’s breast her lips captured the girl’s engorged nipples to sensually suckle it as Julia hips rolled to hers that monstrous black dildo filling her tight little cunt as she had never been filled before.

Julia fucked the young beauty for hours, bring her to the heights of the darkest most forbidden pleasure as her lips claim her nipples each in turn and then the summer wine sweetness of her mouth. Unlike a man whose lust for Angela’s sweet innocence would slack after his lust was satisfied, the hard unyielding length of Julia dildo had no such failing. Mrs. Merchant fucked the young innocent till she was mindlessly babbling , exhausted, and spent, with the soul searing intensity of the orgasm she had ripped from her. Her soft silken chestnut hair was matted with her own sweat. Her body limp languid, covered I n a fine sheen of sweat her little head lulling from side to side by the time Julia was tiered of playing with her.

“Put her to bed Jordan!”

Julia cooed. When she saw the lust glow in the golden beauty’s eyes. she turned to Lawrence.

Lawrence see that Jordan only puts our pet to bed.

So Angela was carried to her room laid naked upon her bed. Her attire for the next day was laid out. A corset the trans lucent blouse, the same tight reveling business suit, this time in dark crimson proclaiming that now Angela was a fallen woman. No undergarments were laid out for her as if in her new life they would not be needed.

Sleep well my little lamb……you will be mine yet.

Jordan hissed as she leans over the prostrated gild her lips brushing hers in a tender kiss as if to seal Angela’s fate.

 

[Angeleyz]

The wicked smile on Mrs Merchant's face terrified Angela almost as much as her whispered comment and the realization that everyone else had moved away. 'Oh dear god, please tell me she's not going to use that on me,' she thought to herself as she continued to shake her head in denial.

You're so young, so beautiful, Miss Johnson….

Angela whimpered as Mrs Merchant guided that thing between her legs and worked it ever so slightly inside her. She had heard dark whispers of something like this while in school, but had always dismissed it as tall tales, and was horrified to realize she was going to get first hand knowledge of just how wrong she was.

You will be my Good Girl, and you will give yourself to me.

Shaking her head from side to side in denial, Angela gasped as Mrs Merchant captured one of her nipples in her mouth. Hypersensitive from all of the earlier attention, it was a momentary distraction as something stretched and pushed its way deep inside her. She wondered with a detached curiosity how something so painful as the suckling now felt should create such a sense of pleasure spreading down her belly to her very core.

Mrs Merchant kept going at an almost inhuman pace. In and out. Faster and slower. All of the same teasing strokes that she had done with her mouth earlier but with the added intensity of the monstrous device she was employing. In her mind, Angela begged Mrs Merchant to stop. Explained that she couldn't take it anymore. Pleaded and begged. In reality, she was only able to make groaning noises and broken cries as she climbed to heights of breathtaking pleasure and crashed into quivering messes.

Angela felt a bone deep weariness unlike anything she had ever experienced. Losing all track of time, she was unsure how long Mrs Merchant kept it up nor could she tell when she would ever stop. Oh dear Lord, she wished she would stop!

At some point in the one on one with Mrs Merchant, Angela lost the ability to hold her legs up, her muscles unable to continue despite a lingering fear of getting in trouble. They fell listlessly to the side, so spent they couldn't even tremble. Exhausted, she didn't even realize when Mrs Merchant withdrew from her abused body.

“Put her to bed, Jordan!”

Eyes closed, Angela almost sobbed in relief to hear that they were finally finished with her. Too exhausted to wonder why Mrs Merchant told Lawrence to make sure Jordan only put her to bed, she groaned softly when her arms were finally released and someone helped her move them.

Lawrence must have picked her up and carried her to her bedroom because Angela couldn't remember walking there, nor did she have the energy to do more than crack her eyes as she was positioned on the bed, still naked.

Sleep well, my little lamb……you will be mine yet.

Angela's forehead crinkled both at the words and the soft kiss to her lips, but she was unable to do more than a faint shake of the head. She would leave tomorrow. Leave and never come back. She had to leave... but first she needed some sleep, just... a... little... bit.... of.... rest...

 

[cgraven]

Julia curled in the crook of Alex’s arm her head resting on his chest and cooed so sweetly.

Oh she is so delightfully innocent dear……..


Julia giggled like a little schoolgirl as she declared.


….and so sweetly delicious.

The tip of Julia’s little pink tongue sled across the sensual bow of her lips.

Alex claimed Julia’s lips in a darkly passionate kiss that lingered and deepened till Julia was breathless and gasping for breath. He turned her in his arms and pressed her face to the table where they had raped sweet little Miss Johnson, Julia full ripe lips and little button nose pressed to dark table cloth and the moist evidence of the soul shattering orgasms that had ripped from the poor little innocent.

Julia’s nostrils were filled with the sweet musky fragrance of Angela, her greedy little cunt was filled with Alex’s cock as he fucked her, her face pressed to that dark seductive spot. He fucked his wife like she was a common whore. His hand raining down blows on her shapely little ass as she screamed kicked and struggled. When she came it was with the howl of a banshee, her lithe body convulsing with the intensity of her orgasm.

Once more Julia rested in the crook of her Master and husbands arms.

You know she will try to run Alex.

“Yes Vixen I know….”

His lips brushed hers in a slow sensual kiss.

“Then she will need a guardian a teacher my dear.”

A wicked smile bowed his lips.

“ Shall it be Lawrence or Jordan?”

Jordan

Julia breathed.

“Jordan”

Alex softly spoke the golden beauty’s name. The naked golden beauty lifted her head her, eyes lovingly meeting his, from where she knelt at his knee.

“You will ensure that Miss Johnson does not leave Rève Noir.”

“ Yes Master.

The little golden beauty bowed before Alex and pressed her soft moist lips to his foot.

“You may collar if necessary Jordan”

“ Yes Master.

Jordan smile for now the proud little Miss Johnson would be her, he's to play with till she learned her place her at Rève Noir

 

[Angeleyz]

Angela woke up in the early morning hours to find herself curled up in a tight ball, shivering from the lack of clothes or covers. She went to straighten her limbs and groaned aloud, every muscle in her body protesting the movement. A few long moments paused before her exhausted mind could process what had happened the night before.

She immediately was filled with horror and shame and lay wallowing in her misery trying to make sense of it all, and when she couldn't... to figure out what she should do. The stickiness on her skin demanded she try to clean herself up, but the need to escape this hedonistic house of horrors filled her. There was something intrinsically wrong here - something that could explain why she had... No! They had forced her to do all of that... To experience all that.

Pushing herself to her feet with another soft groan, Angela tried to tell herself that she hadn't enjoyed anything that had happened. The sly little voice that whispered in her mind from the day before was quiet, but it was a smug silence that had tears coming to her eyes. Get out... She had to get out!

Looking around madly for something to wear, she spotted the clothes that had been laid out for her. The dark red of the suit struck her sense of honor, and she turned away from the clothing as if that act alone could erase the activities of the night before.

Grabbing a light blanket from the bed and wrapping the ivory cover around her body in a facsimile of a toga, Angela looked around for her bag and slung it over her arm. Knowing there was no way she could make a run for it in the soaring heels that the Merchants favored, she opted to pad barefoot to the door and opened it slowly.

The creaking noise made her cringe, and she held her breath waiting to see if she'd hear sounds of anyone else moving about. The sound of her racing heart filled her ears, and she forced herself to wait a few long minutes afraid she'd overlook other sounds because of it.

The hallway was in shadows, but there was just enough light that she was able to find her way to the stairs. Descending as quickly as she dared, Angela paused at the bottom trying to remember the way to the front door. As best as she could recall, it was straight and then around the corner.

Rushing down the hall, Angela tore around the corner, promptly colliding with someone. Slipping on a piece of the blanket that had come unwound, she fell backwards, landing on her bottom with a barely contained squeak. Looking up, she tried to make out who she had run into and failed.

 

[cgraven]

Like dark soul less eyes the windows of Rève Noir watched as Angela fled through the darkness, fled from the memory of the betrayal of her treacherous young body and what she had let these mad men and women do to her. She fled in blind panic down the long curving staircase and across the hard wood floor, her bare feet making a soft sensual slapping sound. The sensual sound of the bare foot beauty caught the attention of the little golden nymph she broke her rather heated and passionate kiss with Lawrence. As she listened intently. The words of her Master came hauntingly to her, “You will ensure that Miss Johnson does not leave Rève Noir.” Panic gripped Jordan’s heart.

“Lawrence I fear our sweet dove is trying to fly from our master loves care.”

Jordan ran fro the front door of the mansion following the sounds of the bare foot beauty, desperate to cut off her escape and to avoid her Master’s wrath.


Sweet little Angela could see the front door, could almost taste her freedom when she collided with Jordan so tantalizingly close to making her escape. The two young beauties were hopelessly entangled with each other and struggling desperately when Lawrence arrived to separate them.

“Bitch”

Jordan hissed at Angela as she lay there on the floor her makeshift dress beginning to unravel and revealing tantalizing glimpses of her sweet nubile charms.

“Lawrence fuck the bitch right here and now! Show her what willful girls earn.”

Lawrence merely said

“Yes Miss Jordan.”

His hands entwined in the fallen angel’s silken tresses and he drew her to her feet by her hair. He turned her and pressed the young girl to the wall kicking her feet apart. Angela’s firm young breasts were crushed to the wall as Lawrence stepped up behind her and between her now wide spread thighs. She could feel his cock between her legs and a savage thrust as he began to roughly fuck her.

 

[Angeleyz]

So convinced that she would make her escape, Angela wanted to howl like a thwarted toddler when she collided with someone and then looked up desperately trying to figure out who it was. Perhaps they would help her escape...

Bitch.

The hissed expletive identified the roadblock as Jordan, and Angela's heart sank at the realization that she'd not likely be an ally in her bid to escape. She was getting ready to apologize to Jordan for running into her when she heard the other woman's sharp command.

Lawrence, fuck the bitch right here and now! Show her what willful girls earn.

Yes, Miss Jordan.

Angela's mouth dropped open in shock even as she tried to scramble backwards. She had only managed to move a couple of feet when someone grabbed a fistful of her hair, and she had no choice but to stand for fear that they would pull it out. Before she could say a thing, she was whirled around and pushed up against the wall.

Her breasts flattened painfully, Angela felt her legs kicked wide apart as a sob caught in her throat. 'Nonono... This was exactly what I'm trying to get away from,' she thought, as she momentarily registered something hard between her legs before it forced its way inside her already sore body.

"Please.... no... I... just... want... to... go... home...," she wailed in time to the savage thrusts. "Please... let... me... go..."