Ghost Whisperer

[little_golden]

THE SPECIAL EFFECTS TRAILER

“Go see Pete in the back room… Tell him baby bump #3… oh hell let’s make you really big… twins… .. let’s go with a #5 baby bump… you got such big lovely tits you’ve got to be eight months pregnant at least… and then for the second scene… you’ll need a lactation hook up…. You got big enough knockers already so we won’t increase them…” Bernie decided as he pointed Melinda to a backroom in the trailer.

Trailer #3 was just a short walk away. There was even a sign pointing the way. Melinda felt strange parading herself around in the nude. But at the studio most of the girls were nude. A few of the girls that were already shooting had robes available but they were still mostly nude. The robes on a few were a white silk translucent material that provided no privacy or modesty. Melinda assumed the robes were mostly for warmth or comfort.

“Hi… Pete… I’m Mel… Mysteria Hardwood” Melinda announced as she entered trailer #3. The trailer was full of racks of clothings and all kinds of special effects gadgets. There were strange looking masks, colourful wigs, fake arms and tentacles, and many unidentifiable contraptions

That was too close… I almost gave away my real name Melinda mentally realized. It was a mistake that she couldn’t afford to make.

I have to be more careful... At least my headache is going and I'm feeling a little better... But still tired Melinda thought before she started to speak up.

“Bernie says to tell you … I need #5 baby bump” Melinda called out to the empty trailer. The trailer had the smell of a burning cigarette mixed with a dusty damp smell.

“No way… That’s too big… You’re tits are going to look too puny….” a deep male voice called out from the back. Melinda couldn’t see the man.

Melinda was surprised that the man didn't believe her. It had seemed like a simple statement.

“Look are you sure he actually said five? To wear a full five – you need really big tits…Not a lot of women can handle that?” Pete called out in a questioning tone. It was more of a question than a statement.

“Yes, he said #5” Melinda replied in her soft polite manner.

“Really?…. Let me see what you got” Pete called out as he emerged from the back. His tone was still questioning and doubtful.

“Really” Melinda replied with a touch of meekness in her voice.

Pete was a short fat man with a Mohawk haircut. It looked like his Mohawk was rainbow coloured given its flashes of a half dozen colours.Though it was very artistic - it was the strangest thing Melinda had ever seen. He was about forty and clearly not in shape. He seemed to be breathing hard just from moving his bulky form from the back to the front of the trailer.

Pete’s eyes went went and he was grinning with a look of fascination as he exclaimed:

“Oh shit… My mistake… We haven’t met before… You’re one of the new girls… I guess you only have one or two films out…. I didn't recognize you... My you do have such lovely big breasts…. They look real too… Those nipples…. Wow they’re really big too…. They look really big…. Like really really big” Pete blurted out with an honest candid look on his face. He seemed at a loss of words to describe them.

Melinda could sense that he wanted to reach out and touch them. But he didn’t though it looked like he was struggling to keep his urge in check. She could see a growing bulge in the man's pants though he seemed to in control of himself.

“So it’s okay then?” Melinda asked as she tried to re-focus the attention away from her nipples to her reason for being there.

“Sure… sure… I’ll do a few measurements then we glue on the bump. It’s basically a gel based balloon the size of a basketball. In your case #5 bump is a little bigger than that… and weighs a little more… around 20 lbs. The glue will take about twenty minutes to dry. I promise it will look and feel like the real thing. It will even weigh like the real thing…. You could fool your own boyfriend or mother. You’ll big and pregnant with that bump.” Pete promised with a look of professional pride.

All told it took about a half an hour before Melinda was ready to leave Pete’s trailer. He had carefully measured her body in a half dozen places. Very carefully, he had applied a cold sticky substance to her tummy and then ever so slowly attached what looked like an 18” circular bump. He had checked all the glued areas and pressed here and there several times to ensure the special effects job was up to his own high standards.

“It feels just like the real thing… It takes on your body heat too… You can press it softly and it gives way enough so that it simulates the real thing” Pete added with pride.

“Really?” Melinda managed as she stepped down and the weight of the baby bump hit her. To Pete she sounded like a stupid blonde porno star. All the “talent” in the porno flics seemed a little dim as far as Pete was concerned but they looked great and film. It was an industry and job that Pete loved.

Melinda pressed against the baby bump and sure enough it seemed just like real skin – soft, warm, and pliable.

“Neat effect” Melinda replied in amazement. Melinda didn't like the added weight but was afraid to complain.

Pete was bursting to add:

“This thing is so advanced, using the remote control, we can even send you baby kicks, cramps, and time contractions.”

“Ooooo…Ooooo…. I can feel that!” Melinda gasped as she felt what seemed like two little baby kicks against her tummy. Looking back to Pete she quickly realized that he had pressed the little buttons on the remote control.

“It was kicking… They felt so real” Melinda gasped. She had always wanted to have children with Jim. She hoped it was still possible. This was one of her reasons for keeping the secrets that seemed to lead her deeper and deeper into the mess her life had become.

Pete pointing to a spot under Melinda huge left nipple and explained:

“There are tiny clear tubes under your nipples… Your nipples are so big they are perfectly hidden…. It will be a great special effect… At some point….when you don’t expect it the director will trigger them for a little flow” Pete explained as he smiled proudly at the special effect he had just created.

Melinda didn’t full grasp what Pete was explaining. As soon as Pete referenced her big nipples she was embarrassed and it broke her train of thought. In truth, the baby bump with the little clear tubes that magically hide against her nipples was equipped to squirt up to four cups of a white so-ya based liquid that simulated human breast milk. Unknown to either Pete or Melinda, any strong pressing against the baby bump could also produce a sudden unexpected milk flow.

“Here’s a robe for you… Normally the new girls don’t get them… But since you’re now an expecting mother… Well… It just wouldn’t be decent to have you wondering about without it” Pete teased and grinned.

“Thank you” Melinda ever so politely thanked him for the thin translucent robe that reached several inches above her knees.

Melinda was about to leave when Pete stopped her.

“Before you go, I need to make a nipple cast” Pete explained with a silly grin.

“A what?” Melinda asked in confusion.

“You heard me… A nipple cast… I put one of your nipples in a bowl of putty to make an imprint. It juts takes a minute or so… it doesn’t matter which nipple you use and it doesn’t hurt” explained Pete.

Melinda looked at Pete with a questioning gaze.

“What are you going to do with it?” Melinda asked naively.

“Easy… You know your three nipple part… I’m building you a third nipple… It will look kind of like this one…. Like the baby bump… A special effect... We just glue it on …. and it will look like you’ve got a third real nipple … It will be so freaky… Your fans will love it... It'll define you... Make you stand out...” Pete explained as Melinda’s eyes stared at the plastic nipple in Pete’s hand.

“With a little bit of electronic wizardry… I’ll be able to shrink and grow your nipple… all by remote of course” laughed Pete.

"It'll look so real!" Pete beamed with pride.

He's got to be kidding but isn't... That's a terrible idea... But I have to go along... I have to cooprate... It's not real.. and not permanent... No one will recognize me... the wig... the costume... Melinda tried to mentally calm herself and to avoid an anxiety attack.

“Ok” Melinda replied as Pete guided her to a nearby table. He poured a batch of white powder which he mixed with water and then stirred aggressively. When Pete was satisfied with the consistency of the mixture he smoothed it out in the bowl and then urged Melinda over.

“This is real easy…. You climb on the table… then into your basic doggie position… Then slowly lower your nipple into the mix… Sink your nipple in deep… I’ll cut off the extra material later… Essentially I’m making a mold…. Don’t move for a minute… No matter what…. When I tell you – you can slowly lift out and we’ll wash you up and you’ll be all done… I’m sure they are looking for you on the set already… so I’ll hurry” Pete explained patiently.

“Understand?” Pete asked patiently as if he were talking to a child.

“Yes, I do” Melinda answered ever so politely.

“Up we go… that’s it… okay doggie position… Now.. slowly lower…. Right nipple into the paste…. It’s going to feel a little cold… That’s to stimulate your nipple…" Pete coached as Melinda lowered her nipple into the cold substance.


...

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

Back at the Gordon's

It was Monday morning and Jim's ass was dragging. He hadn't had any sleep, unable to get the whirlwind of events that had transpired out of his head. Only the consumption of lots of alcohol helped numb his overworked brain. It was unlike Jim to drink so much, but without Melinda around, and the crazed transformation of his once organized life, Jim found no other alternative than to seek solace in the bottom of a bottle.

He had spent the entire day Sunday, hiding out in his house, unable to go outside and do his normal yardwork routine. Every time Jim even contemplated going outside, he'd see Mrs. Somerset sitting on her porch, her eyes seemingly glued to his house. He just couldn't face her. He had no clue what had come over him, and why he had attacked her the day before. It was so unlike him!

Despite his fears of facing Mrs. Somerset, he did spy upon her, peeking through his blinds, noting that she wasn't wearing her normal, old raggedy dress, as she sat in her rocking chair. This day, she was wearing a nicely flattering pant suit, with a sheer, short-sleeved blouse that showed plenty of cleavage. She had also taken the time to do up her hair in a stylish fashion, and applied a healthy amount of makeup. Even Jim had to admit, she no longer looked like the old marm he had come to know her as. Now, she looked like a respectable mature woman, who he now knew, could hold her own, sexually. Nevertheless, Jim avoided her, and the sunlight, keeping himself confined in the house, contemplating his troubles.

Jim had no clue how he'd approach Melinda on the missing rings. If the truth came out, she'd divorce him, and leave him on the streets as a penniless, homeless person. He had done wrong, and he knew it! There was no correcting what he did, other than throw himself at Melinda's mercy.

While the day passed away, Jim felt a little relief in the fact that Melinda had not called. He was anxious to hear from her, yet was sure he wouldn't be able to hide his drunkenness. He fumbled through the entire day with such mixed emotions that he never noticed the darkness that had enveloped the house. The evil spirit was now so much a part of him, that he was comfortable with its presence. Anger muddled with his depression, that the darkness was a welcome retreat from the bright real world outside.

Now that it was Monday, Jim found himself shuffling into the firehouse, barely able to acknowledge the others around him. Seeing Derek, bouncing around with such a jovial attitude only served to push him deeper into depression, and anger him also. If it weren't for Derek, Jim wouldn't be in the mess he was in. Jim avoided everybody and sulked off to the lounge room to relax, and await the inevitable first call of the shift.

Derek had barged into Jim's solitude and tried consoling him. Jim snapped back in a rather curt manner how fucked up his life was, and that there was no way he'd be able to get the rings back, and there'd be no way to explain it to Melinda. Derek eased Jim's worries, allaying his fears by telling him that he'd take care of everything. Derek apologized for his part in things, but assured Jim, that he might have a solution to the problems.

Jim's eyes immediately lit up with curiosity as the prospect of salvation seemed to be at hand. He excitedly asked Derek for details, but Derek remained vague, only alluding to the fact that he'd take care of it all! He assured Jim he'd tkae care of it, and not to worry needlessly. Not privvy to the details, Jim found that a bit unnerving, but eagerly showed his excitement and appreciation towards Derek.

"Just tell me. How much time do we have until Melinda comes back home? Where is she anyway?"

Jim suddenly realized that he had no idea when she'd be back home. She was out on a ghost hunt! There was no way he could tell Derek about that! He scrambled through his brain to come up with a seemingly plausible reply. "I dunno! She went out west to look at some antiques! She could be gone up to a week I guess."

Derek seemed to buy the lie, exclaiming that he had time to make things right! Jim was thoroughly elated and relieved, feeling like the weight of the world had been lifted from his shoulders. The darkness that had been surrounding him also seemed to finally allow some light into it. Jim was reveling in the sensations, albeit too early, for all his elation seemed to dissipate with his exhale of air when Derek exclaimed ... "You're gonna owe me big time for this one buddy!"

Once again, Jim's mind began spinning into the now familiar tornado of scenes, trying to conjur up how he'd pay Derek back, or how Derek expected to be paid back!

The first call came in and Jim ran out with the rest of the crew. The rest of the day was one call after another. It was a non-stop day that Jim was quite grateful for, because it kept his mind off his slew of problems. The replacement shift had finally arrived, and Jim was ready to call it a day. He curtly refused to join Derek and a few others for some drinks at the local pub. He had already gotten into enough problems with Derek, he didn't need any more.

He drove straight home, ready to finally get a comfortable night's sleep!

Was he ever wrong!

When he pulled up to his house, Mrs. Somerset was already standing on his porch, holding a foil covered casserole dish.

"Hi there Jim! I just figured you'd like a nice hot cooked meal, after working all day! I noticed your wife isn't home, so I thought you could use some real food. Why don't we go inside, and I'll straighten up the house while you get cleaned up. I'll stick this in the oven, and then we can have a nice hot meal together?"

Jim's head snapped around, seeing if anyone else in the neighborhood was watching this apparent generous offering by his elderly neighbor. How could he say no? She had the sweetest smile on her face, and the prospect of a homecooked meal seemed a lot better than the frozen entrees, piled high in the freezer.

Jim nervously opened the door, amid the eyes of several other nosy neighbors. Mrs. Somerset seemed too anxious as she practically ran through the door.

When Jim stepped inside, the evil blackness of the house enveloped him immediately. Once more, he was at one with his environment.

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

On the set ...

Harmon was pacing frantically among the six sets, making sure everything was going just right, and according to a strict timetable that he kept in his head. Shooting multiple films simultaneously, certainly cheapened his B-rated porn-films, but it offered him the greatest return on profitability. Many of these films would never make it big-time, but each film had its cult following of fetish freaks, devoted to their unique material. These films sold as great peep show highlights, and in the seedier porn video stores. The better scenes also had the opportunity to show up on "best of" series videos.

So all in all, Harmon had developed a knack for knocking off a bunch of films in short order, keeping all his costs to a minimum. Today was no different. With stage hands, make up artists, hair stylists, cameramen, actors, actresses, and fill-ins all milling about, it was Harmon's duty to create order out of chaos.

Filming had already started on three of the six sets, and had just started on the fourth. Standing behind the cameras on the fourth set, was a rather buff, well-groomed man, with a white robe barely closed around his torso. His all over tanned body, stood in contrast to the white robe. Harmon walked up to him and asked him if he was ready?

"Almost," Marcus Steele replied.

On the set, in front of the camera were two lovely ladies dressed to look like college cheerleaders, frolicking with each other upon a small twin-sized bed. They had already helped each other shimmy out of their tight fitting sweaters, and were playing rather amorously with each other as they began stripping out of their skirts. Not wanting to waste a single minute of time, Harmon looked around those wandering behind the cameras.

There was a rather robust chested blonde, wandering aimlessly through the crowd, as if she was lost! Harmon grabbed her by the wrist and swung her towards him, commanding her attention. "Hey! You! What's your name? What film are you in?"

Harmon's eyes couldn't help but to focus on the enormity of her chest, the way it stretched the thin white robe, causing it to ride high up her torso. Without any introduction, or before Mysteria even had a chance to reply to his questions, Harmon opened her robe. "My goodness," he exclaimed, a wide smile growing on his face as he eyed the artwork in front of him! "You must be Preggy Peggy! Damn! Pete outdid himself this time! That prick can actually do things right, sometimes. Lemme have a feel!" Harmon rubbed his hands over Mysteria's bloated belly, and nearly burst out with joy upon feeling something kick back at his hands. He then moved his hands up to Mysteria's massive breasts and squeezed them roughly. He was rewarded with some milk for his efforts. "Oh geez," Harmon blurted, "If I didn't know any better, I'd swear these tits were for real!"

Harmon then remembered why he had grabbed the girl! He changed his demeanor, and immediately went back to the producer, that he was. "Hey! Look! You're not up for another twenty minutes or so! I need you to be a good sport and help me out here! I need you to fluff and muff the others, until we need you on the set!"

Harmon, in his hurried and harried state, never once considered that the pregnant actress had no clue what he was talking about. Nor did he give her any chance to object. He had scrambled for a low lying stool, putting it down, and forcibly sitting Mysteria upon it. As such, her robe couldn't stay closed, and her knees had to be spread far apart, showing her pussy beneath her distended belly. Harmon then grabbed Marcus and shoved him towards Mysteria. "Here! You can start with him! Get him ready. He's gonna be on in less than five minutes. Then you can work on Adam Pounder. After that, you'll have a couple of girls to get ready, starting with Daisy Treats!"

Harmon ran off to the next set, leaving Mysteria with Marcus. Marcus smiled at Mysteria with sincere appreciation while beginning to straddle her, pushing his crotch in front of her face. He could clearly see the confused and bewildered look upon Mysteria's face. "You must be new here ... It's all okay! ... My name's Marcus ... Marcus Steele!" He brushed the golden strands of hair from her face, so he could see into her eyes as he spoke. "It's hard for us to perform under the lights, and under such pressure. It takes too much time to get it up! All you gotta do is suck it, play with it, get it hard enough, so that when I go in front of the camera, I'm already halfway there!" Marcus opened up his robe fully and revealed himself to Mysteria. He didn't miss the attempt to stifle the gasp that escaped from Mysteria, nor the look of awe and astonishment as she eyed the snakelike creature that hung between his legs. "Don't worry! Just do what you can! The girls over there will do the rest! All you gotta do is get me halfway there! As for the girls, all you need to do is get them hot and bothered! It's all good, cuz eventually, you get to be on the reciving end. Now we gotta hurry! How 'bout it?"

Marcus wrapped his hand around the flaccid snake and raised the split-eyed snake at Mysteria's red lips ...

 

[little_golden]

Melinda was more than a little surprised when a man (Harmon) grabbed her by the wrist and swung her towards him as he barked:

"Hey! You! What's your name? What film are you in?"

"Mys... Mysteria "Melinda tried to explain but was rudely cut odd. She tried to rhyme off the names but she was so surprised that she couldn't. They were on the tip of her tongue but she couldn't spit out even one name.

He must think I'm a complete bimbo Melinda realized as the man seemed to size her up.

Harmon's eyes were roaming all over and Melinda actually blushed from his feverish attention. He boldly opened her robe and exclaimed with a smile:

"My goodness! You must be Preggy Peggy! Damn! Pete outdid himself this time! That prick can actually do things right, sometimes. Lemme have a feel!"

Melinda didn't have time to even reply for Hermon rubbed his hands over Mysteria's extended belly. To Melinda's surprise she felt a kick, and the man must have felt it too. Then Melinda was dumbstruck as the man moved his hands up and began to squeeze her large lovely ripe breasts. It seemed a little rough for Melinda and gave her a nervous sense of foreshadow.

"Oh" Melinda gasped a little spray of milk escaped from her nipple. It was so embarrassing.

Harmon seemed delighted as he blurted out: Oh geez, if I didn't know any better, I'd swear these tits were for real!"

Harmon seemed to have thought of something more pressing and began to walk away. But he then he stopped as if remembering something important.

"Hey! Look! You're not up for another twenty minutes or so! I need you to be a good sport and help me out here! I need you to fluff and muff the others, until we need you on the set!" Harmon ordered Melinda.

"Ummm" Melinda as trying to escape his attention but he firmly helped her onto s low stool, in a side area beside the set. Melinda felt awkward positioned as she was, her robe was open, and her breasts were dangling free.

The man who Melinda realized was obviously a producer grabbed a naked stud and shoved him towards her.

Harmon barked out with an authoritative voice:

Here! You can start with him! Get him ready. He's gonna be on in less than five minutes. Then you can work on Adam Pounder. After that, you'll have a couple of girls to get ready, starting with Daisy Treats!"

The giant stood before her and she wasn't sure what to do or say. But Marcus smiled at her and with a grateful look beginning to straddle her, as he slowly pushed his big bulge in front of her face.

For a second or two Melinda hesitated. She could see a confused look on Marcus's face.

He spoke in a soothing voice:

"You must be new here ... It's all okay! ... My name's Marcus ... Marcus Steele!"

"I'm... I'm Mysteria ... Mysteria Hardwood" Melinda explained shyly as Marcus in a gentle manner brushed the golden strands of hair from Melinda's face.

Marcus spoke in a gentle manner:

"It's hard for us to perform under the lights, and under such pressure. It takes too much time to get it up! All you gotta do is suck it, play with it, get it hard enough, so that when I go in front of the camera, I'm already halfway there!"

Melinda nodded her head in understanding. She had great empathy for the man.

Melinda's eyes went wide as she mumbled: "Oh my!" as Marcus opened up his robe fully and revealed his big but semi-limp cock. himself to Mysteria.

Marcus spoke softly:

"Don't worry! Just do what you can! The girls over there will do the rest! All you gotta do is get me halfway there! As for the girls, all you need to do is get them hot and bothered! It's all good, cuz eventually, you get to be on the receiving end. Now we gotta hurry! How 'bout it?"

Melinda wrinkled her nose as the big man made small talk with her as he coaxed his big cock towards her. Though it was shriveled and obviously half limp it was already bigger than her husband Jim’s cock. She could barely hear what he was saying.

Oh my….He’s got a monster cock… and he wants me to perform oral sex… To keep him hard…. Oh no…. I don’t know…. I could… But…. Melinda worried as she put two and two together.

The male porn star, Marcus, was smiling and speaking gently. It seemed almost a friendly favour she was doing rather than an intimate sexual act.

I can’t do it… All these people around…. What will they think? Melinda worried.

“Candy” Melinda gasped as the ghostly presence of the long dead porn star emerged.

“Candy… Sure Mysteria… My cock is like candy… Nice and tasty… Great to suck on too” Marcus assured Melinda. He couldn’t see or hear the ghostly presence of Candy.

“Oh Melinda… I’m back… You better start cock sucking…. And that bitch ... the twin on the left has been eyeing you. ... The one with the flaming red hair… She be coming over later too… She likes the big stud here...." Candy spoke in a know it all tone.

Candy then added:

"After a few studs You need to eat some serious pussy…. And some of these nasty women stink like fish” taunted Candy. She was enjoying the moment. Candy loved to see Melinda suffer and squirm.

“Ahhhh” Melinda managed to mumble as she watched the ghostly spirit of Candy float towards her. She was scared of what Candy might do if she took over again.

“Sure … sure… Just bring it in” Melinda managed weakly as she took the semi limp cock into her hot little mouth and begin to stimulate it.

That's it slut…. You are a dirty cocksucker… You wanted that cock all the time… You were just kidding yourself… You know what a good little dirty cock sucker you are… Now use your hands too… rub those big titties against him too…. You’re the fluffer…. Make him real hard….. You’re the new girl here… you need to prove yourself… You’re under contract… taunted Candy.

Melinda obeyed. She used her hands to play with Marcus' balls. Her soft reddish-pink tongue twirled around the tip of the stud’s cock. Melinda could feel the cock growing in her mouth. His cock was massive and she was amazed as it was growing beneath her tantalizing touch. The man was groaning softly but Melinda kept going as she slowly guided the growing erection back and forth in her mouth. Ever so carefully she rubbed her teeth against his hard shaft.

This guys cock is really growing…. It’s massive… I can feel it… Thick… Big… and long Melinda realized as now she worked his shaft with her two soft hands as she munched on the top half of the stud’s cock. He was gasping.

“Ughghh!” Melinda gasped as the stud Marcus his long extended cock out from her mouth.

“Slow down babe…. I’m ready…. A little more of that and I would have exploded…. If I blew my wad like that… I wouldn’t be ready for twenty minutes” Marcus complained in a low but friendly voice.

Melinda watched as Marcus headed over to the bed with the awaiting pair of cheerleaders.

"Suck me next girl" Adam Pounder ordered.

Melinda's heart wasn't it. She barely even looked up to see the muscular hulk who had inserted his penis into her mouth. It seemed a whole lot smaller than Marcus' cock.

"Suck harder... Get it up for me.... Harder... " Adam grunted at her as Melinda worked his cock and tried to make it spring back to life. It took four minutes of constant attention before his two incher seemed to grow to six inches.

"That's enough... Don't overdo it" Adam yelled at her and Melinda released his cock. He walked off with a second glance her way. It was very aggravating Melinda realized.

“Okay bitch… I’m waiting… We only have a few minutes… so get to it!” Daisy Treats mouthed of in an arrogant manner. She was sporting a load of fancy gold and diamond encrusted jewelry. It seemed to gleam in the light and it actually looked real to Melinda.

“But” Melinda started to speak but was quickly cut-off as Miss Chan barked out:

“Mysteria hurry up… Daisy needs muffing…. Get going… You’d do well to learn from Daisy… She has over a hundred movies and is a real up and comer!”

‘You heard her Mysteria… You’re the new girl here…. I’ve got seniority over you!” Daisy Treats bragged.

Melinda could see Candy floating above them. Candy yelled out:

“On your knees Melinda… Go get some pussy… You’ve done it before… Breath deep and go fishing… Nice strokes to the outside…. Don’t rush it…. Get her nice and aroused… Then slid in the tongue in deep while your fingers work her clit…. You want her hot and horny” coached Candy.

“Are those tits real Mysteria…. Those nipples can’t be real…. Shit they look real… They’re like cow nipples…. You must have grown up on the farm somewhere… But you actually look good pregnant… WI hope they keep you fat and pregnant all week.... It could be your specialty... the pregnant big titted porn stars….’ mocked Daisy.

The next three minutes was hell for Melinda. She felt Daisy pushing her pussy towards Melinda’s face. There was a hot sweaty sensation on her face. There was a certain odour in the air. Melinda wanted to gag as the weight of Daisy descended on her face. It was hard but Melinda grabbed her rear end and began licking as best she could. It wasn’t enjoyable but Melinda persisted as Daisy enjoyed the sweet sensations lavished upon her by Melinda.

“Let’s go Daisy… We’re ready!” the director called out.

“Thanks for the fluffing… You did real good… Don’t kid yourself I’ll be back for more” promised Daisy as she gave Melinda a quick salty kiss on her hot dirty lips.

"Just remember... you're the new girl girl... I'm the real pro..." Daisy whispered in a threatening tone.

 

[little_golden]

Preggo Peggy

“It’s your turn… You’re up… Set #5” the old Chinese lady coached Melinda as she pointed the way to the set. Melinda followed her along. On one hand she felt relieved to be done her fluffing duties but on the other hand she worried about being on film. Every movie he made was risky in that someone from her real life might recognize her.

"What do I do?" asked Melinda as suddenly she was the center of attention as she was guided into a group of people. One woman was adjusting Melinda's make-up. Another thick layer of pink lipstick, more eyeshadow, more blush and a dab of something between her breasts. Another assistant was slipping off Melinda's robe and pulling towards a rack of outfits.

Miss Chan explained in a loud voice as if Melinda was either deaf or completely stupid:

“Very simple movie… Preggo Peggy…. You get into costume…. You are a bored lonely lady in a trailer park…. You fuck your redneck boyfriend.... Then you fuck a whole lot of stupid low life hillbillies... They fuck and reproduce like rodents."

What a stupid movie!" Melinda thought but she didn't voice it.

Two women were then helping her into a tight black halter emblazoned with the words "DIRTY GIRL". It had a certain trailer park look. Something so slutty and skanky that Melinda would never have worn it in real life.

Then they were helping her into a pair of ultra low rider cut off shorts.

"What about..." Melinda was about to ask about undergarments but that suddenly seemed like a stupid question so she bit her tongue and didn't ask.

"Perfect... We can see half her ass.... Add a temporary tattoo... A big yellow butterfly" the set assistant called out. Melinda could feel people working on lower back and upper bum.

"First scene - Steve Steve... Mysteria Hardwood.... Into the trailer set.... Peggy fucking Bert... Clear the set...." called out the director.

Miss Chan pointed to the trailer set and Melinda hurried into it.

"Pretend you're cooking... You know... boiling some water... Cooking some grits.... Bert comes in.... You just go with it... Pretend you haven't been fucked in a month .,... Go wild!" the director called out.

Melinda sucked a deep breath and hurried onto the set. She ignored her discomfort in the low cut black halter top. Her big sexy breasts were barely contained.

She filled a pot with water and succeeded in placing it over the stove element. A second or two later a big tall muscular bearded man in his forties appeared behind her.

"Evening Peggy" the big man spoke. He was already pulling off work boots and socks.

"Hi Bert... Welcome home.... I'm cooking your favourite.... Possum pie and grits" Melinda spoke with her best southern drawl. She made a big smile and a welcoming gesture with her eyes.

Bert now pulled off a dirty white wife beater shirt and showed off his muscles and tattoos. He had a dozen tattoos mostly to do with guns, knives and the military. He had several scars too.

"You look great Peggy... Let's fuck first and eat later" Bert stated his obvious intention as he now unbuckled a big shiny belt buckle and let his faded blue coveralls fall to the floor.

Melinda's eyes went wide for Bert was huge. His cock was already like a flagpole. She didn't think he would need much work to be ready.

"Okay Bert... Anything you want, sugar" Melinda answered sweetly as she moved towards Bert.

"Get me a beer while you get undressed Peggy... " Bert called out. He was now wandering the "trailer" naked. On cue, Melinda found him a cold beer from the little trailer fridge and handed it to Bert.

Bert made a scowling face, and then using his teeth ripped off the top of the beer bottle. Melinda's teeth panged as Bert's mouth acted like a human bottle opener.

"Okay Peggy... I'm putting on the radio... Let's see you strip down... Make your old man happy" Bert suggested as he sat down on a old dirty yellow sofa and drank a big sip of beer.

In the background, Melinda could hear the song "Redneck Woman" by Gretchen Wilson. Very slowly, Melinda wiggled her ass at Bert, bent over and peeked at him through her legs, and grinned again.

Bert was clapping to the music. Melinda turned around and pulled off the black halter top. She moved very slowly as the camera men were signalling her to go slow as they recorded the sway of her breasts as they bounced and jiggled. Seconds later Melinda was doing a slow twirl and her long blonde hair was flying around as she let her big breasts sway and dance to the music to a delighted smile by Bert.

From the corner of her eye, she could see the producer tapping his hand and grinning too. Melinda then took the moment to unbutton the top of the low riders and then quickly feel to the ground.

"That's my pretty girllll...." growled Bert as he grabbed Melinda's hands and pulled her over to him.....

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

Preggo Peggy (continued)

Still swigging on his beer, the mighty Bert, pulled the new actress to him, making her fall into his lap. He mashed his lips to hers and the two kissed lewdly as the cameras zoomed in. His hands immediately went to her ballooned tits, and began kneading them roughly, occasionally pinching her long nipples, which elicited both, a mewling shiver from Mysteria, and a stream of milky fluid into Bert's hands!

"Mmmm, Big Momma's milk!" Bert lapped the cream from his palm, before rubbing it on Mysteria's face, forcing her to lap it also. "So sweet, Sugar! Daddy might just take all that milk for himself! Come here and gimme some more!" Bert pulled her up so that her massive tits dangled right into his, waiting, open mouth. Within an instant he was gnawing and suckling on the cow-like nipples, filling his mouth with the cream. He purposely let some of the creamy concoction dribble down his chin so the camera could capture the image.

What was somewhat amazing, to everyone on the set, was that Mysteria was really getting into the scene. She was wriggling and writhing about as Bert tended to her nipples. Her moans grew to a fevered pitch as she ground against Bert's crotch. Nobody knew how sensitive her nipples really were; they only assumed she was a good actress.

With all the grinding against his hardened cock, Bert wasn't sure how long he could keep up the act. He looked over at the director with an expectant gaze, and when the director finally nodded, Bert pushed Mysteria down to her knees between his knees. "Ahh that's it Big Momma, your turn to get some cream from Big Daddy!" Bert fisted her blonde hair and shoved her head onto his cock!

Once Mysteria's mouth finally enveloped his engorged rod, Bert controlled her rhythm with one hand, while the other hand reached for his beer. He guzzled his beer while watching Mysteria work his cock over real good. He belched several times, drowning out the gurgling sounds coming from Mysteria, as his enflamed head hit the back of her throat. Every time Mysteria came up for air, long thick tendrils of saliva connected her lips to the cock she returned to.

The cameramen zoomed in and out, getting great shots, while at the same time, someone else was taking still photos, that would be published in a fetish magazine, and possibly used for the cover art. When everyone was satisfied they had enough footage of the blowjob, the director rolled his fingers towards Bert. Bert nodded, and moved to the next scene.

"That's it Momma! Come sit on Daddy's lap. Open up that ass and make Daddy cum! Daddy wants to fuck that pussy, but the baby's taking up too much space!" Bert lifted Mysteria to her feet and spun her around, pulling her by the hips, back onto his lap! He guided his cock, while Mysteria spread her bubble butt cheeks apart.

After a few grunts, and twisted faces, Mysteria was able to settle upon the thick member. The cameras were capturing every vivid image from Mysteria's pained looks, to her bared, spread pussy, and her heavy tits, jiggling as she began bouncing on Bert's bat! Bert's hips were rising and falling with determined effort, driving Mysteria into the air, then dropping her back down into his lap. Each lift, ended with a strained grunt, every time the pregnant star's ass slammed into Bert's lap.

Bert's hands wrapped around her body and began mauling her tits once again, only causing her to become delirious with desire. Within a few minutes, she was bucking furiously on Bert's cock, pounding down into him, almost as much as he was driving up into her.

The director managed to get Mysteria's attention during the blinding fuck session. He pointed to her and then lewdly rubbed his crotch, silently telling her to rub her own pussy while she got fucked in the ass. It took her a while to comprehend what he was trying to tell her, but then when she did, she obliged willingly. Her hand went to her pussy and spread her lips wide, glistening moisture coating her fingers as she dragged them over her sensitive clit.

Mysteria was now lost in her own sensations, no longer acting, as Bert's hands on her tits, roughly milking her nipples, her own hand blurring over her clit. Her moans evolved into frenzied gasps of air as her body erupted into tiny shudders. Her sweat covered body, jerked violently, and she screamed in an elongated cry of release. Her scream was punctuated by Bert hurriedly lifting her off his cock, spinning her around, and forcing her to her knees. He jerked his cock with his hand, as he ordered her to open up. He yanked on his cock with a flurried fist, aiming the tip towards her open mouth. Finally, Bert grunted and the rifle shot several long, arcing streams of white, hot semen, across her face, the trailing tails falling into her mouth!

Once again, the cameras were right there, capturing the moment for eternal prosperity. Mysteria's decorated face filled the frames of every camera. "CUT! EXCELLENT! Let's get ready for the next scene ... clean her up!"

Mysteria was whisked to the side where several attendants, cleaned her face, fixed her hair, and reapplied the makeup on her face. They cleaned the sweat from her body and applied makeup everywhere else. The director explained the scene to Mysteria, and then slapped her on the ass before bellowing out, "NEXT SCENE, READY ON THE SET, EVERYONE QUIET ... READY ... ACTION!"

He watched as the starlet playing Peggy, walked back into the living room, only to find Bert passed out, lying on the couch! She tried waking him up, a pouty frown plastered on her face. "Bert? Wake up Bert! C'mon hunny. Big Mamma's still horny! I need it really bad!" Bert groaned and shifted, returning to an annoying snore as he adjusted to a comfortable sleeping position on the couch! "Gawdamnit Bert!"

The director pointed to two other men, standing, and waiting off stage. They were two young men, one dressed in denim overalls, and nothing else; the other one was wearing a camouflage outfit. They knocked on the door, and Peggy acted perfectly, showing a strained look on her face as she looked back and forth between the door, and Bert, passed out on the couch! She finally relented and opened the door, just slightly enough to peek her head out the opening, hiding her naked body behind the door. The camera on the other side of the door captured the view from the outside, while another camera focused on her nude body trying to hide behind the door.

"Hey there Junior! Hiya Zeke! Whatcha boys up to?"

Junior, the one in the denim coveralls, spoke up. "Hi there Peggy! I was tellin' Zeke, here, 'bout ya!" Junior put his hand to the door and began pushing against it, preventing Peggy from closing it on him. "I told him that you just can't get enough, and we figgered mebbe whatcha need is two of us at the same time!"

Peggy weakly objected, giving in too easily to Junior's demand for entrance. It wasn't until both young men were inside the house, that Peggy showed them Bert, passed out on the couch! She meekly told them they had better be careful not to wake Bert! "Nonsense," Junior exclaimed, quickly latching onto Peggy's massive tits, mauling them as he spun her around and pulled her back to his chest, nestling his rigid cock between her naked ass cheeks. "We could fuck right here, and the old fart would never know the difference!" Zeke had since moved in front of Peggy, his mouth salivating at the sight of the naked mom in front of him. "Go ahead Peggy! Beg Zeke to suck your titties! Give him that sweet milk! Your titties are soooo big, there's no way, that baby is gonna need that much milk! You know you like it Peggy!"

Peggy's eyes rolled as her hands reached out to grasp Zeke's head, nuzzling him to her tits, mashing his head to one tit, while Junior's hand tended to the other. Back and forth, Peggy directed Zeke from one tit to the other, while Junior ground his cock against her ass. Peggy remained sandwiched between the two strapping young men, as they ravaged her with wild abandon reserved for the young and virile. She was filled with unbridled passion, moaning, frantically reaching for a cock to focus her attention on. In no time at all, the two men were just as naked as Peggy. She hand a hand wrapped around each cock, stroking them while they each wrapped their lips around her nipples drinking freely from her tits, until she could take no more.

It no longer mattered that Bert was right there, sleeping on the couch. Peggy was gonna fuck these wild men, until they satiated her hormonal desires. She dropped to the carpet and began suckling on their cocks, alternating back and forth between the two, coating each one with her saliva, as her hands slid along their length. Every once in a while, she'd bring the two cocks head-to-head, and wrap her mouth over both of them at the same time.

Eventually, the two men had worked Peggy onto her hands and knees. Zeke was standing in front of her, feeding her his cock, while Junior stood behind her, feeding her pussy his cock! "That's exactly what Peggy needs, isn't it? I told you, she was one hot Momma!" Junior, looked over towards Bert, who was still snoring on the couch. "Poor bastard, doesn't even know the baby ain't his! His lovely momma doesn't even know who the father is! Ready for the fucking of a lifetime?" Junior thrust his cock into Peggy's sopping pussy, reveling in the way it seemed to slosh in the fleshy folds.

The two men skewered Peggy for the entire scene, allowing the cameramen and photographers to get the angles they needed for the various shots. The men tag-teamed, switching positions, every time they felt they were nearing an orgasm. Peggy, on the other hand, was reeling from one climax after another, her screams of ecstasy falling on the deaf ears of Bert as he lay comatose on the couch. Peggy was now on her back as each boy pummeled either her pussy or her face, each one taking the opportunity to suckle her tits when they could, their efforts rewarded with warm milk, which they would sometimes share with Peggy in a soulful kiss.

When the director felt he had enough, he pointed towards the men and nodded. As if on cue, the men redoubled their efforts, pounding furiously into Peggy as she squirmed on the carpeted floor. Both men yanked their cocks from Peggy's convulsing body, at the same time. Each one fisted their shaft and pumped in earnest. Zeke sent his load all over Peggy's face and tits, while Junior splattered his seed over Peggy's pussy, belly, and tits!

The cameras zoomed in on Peggy's heaving naked body as they faded to black. "CUT! ... GREAT JOB!" Once again, the director praised everyone, lining up his actress for one final scene. The staff cleaned her up, and he gave Mysteria her final instructions for the next scene. It was to be a masturbating shower scene, where she'd relive the events in her mind as she brought herself to an orgasm under the streaming water and lathery soap. The editing crew would splice in snippets of the earlier scenes, interlaced with the video of her masturbating in the shower!

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

Jim Gordon

Jim lay in bed scratching his head, trying to understand what it was that had gotten into him? He was no longer the Jim Gordon, he once knew! He was no longer the upright, respectable, honorable, loyal husband to Melinda! Everything was just a blur as it happened, but it was now, all too clear for him! He couldn't understand what it was that had come over him, but yet, once again, he was unable to control himself, and his hardened cock had done his thinking for him! Once again, it had created more problems, than it had relieved his tensions.

As he lay there in bed, wracking his mind, the vivid recollection of the past few hours replayed over and over again, in his head. He was standing there in the shower, and he noticed how hard his cock was as he soaped his body, sliding a lather filled hand along the length of his rigid rod. All he could think about, was sticking his cock into a nice warm pussy! The next thing he remembered, was that Mrs. Somerset had peeked into the bathroom to tell him dinner would soon be ready. He had lured her further into the bathroom, feigning that he could not hear her. When she had crept closer, he reached for her from behind the curtain, and easily dragged her into the shower with him! She looked so delicious, her initially frightened expression changing into one of lust-filled passion as the warm shower soaked her clothing, matting her hair. Their heated kiss went unbroken as he stripped her clothing from her, her hands roaming freely over his broad chest and down to his molten manhood.

The matronly neighbor allowed herself to be hoisted, wrapping her legs about his torso as he supported her weight, slowly lowering her exposed flower onto his pistil. Her gasp fueled Jim's ego as he split her open, settling her snugly onto his tool. She was so light, that Jim had no problem, controlling their lovemaking as he lifted and lowered her, making sure her clenching muscles traveled the full length of his cock. Jim reveled in the tingling sensations coursing through him every time, her muscles rippled over the ridge of his cock.

He had filled her with his passion, holding tightly as she shuddered through her own climax. But miraculously, neither one was ready for the night to end. When Jim had lowered her to the floor of the tub, Mrs. Somerset, dropped to her knees and bathed his cock clean, paying it homage as she did so, easily bringing him back to life. Jim was not to be denied, even though the raining water upon them was turning cold. Stepping from the shower, he lifted his mature neighbor onto the countertop and parted her legs, dropping to his knees, to return the favor, lovingly running his tongue through the folds that his cock had earlier ravaged. Her clean scent wafted into his nostrils, as her natural fluids coated his tongue. Her hands wrapped around his head, cradling him, directing him as he brought her to a numbing climax. She had then coaxed him, and his aching arrow between her legs, and into her pussy, where she allowed him to fuck her again.

Twice, within a short span, would normally be more than enough to satisfy Jim's needs. But there was nothing normal any more. Jim carried his naked partner to the bedroom, where he laid her out upon the mattress and made love to her once again, until the two were utterly exhausted, and totally spent.

Now that the euphoria had worn off, Jim lay there, pondering how he had gotten himself into such a mess, trying to find reason among the madness. He couldn't come up with an explanation, other than that it had been forever, since he and Melinda had been intimate with each other ... HELL ... it now seemed like forever, since he had even SEEN his wife! The ire slowly filling Jim, made it easier for him to justify his actions, while also making it more difficult for him to notice the darkness enveloping him once again.

It wasn't until the warm, naked body, lying next to him, rolled over, and draped her sleepy arm over his chest, that Jim was reminded, that his neighbor was still there, with him! "Oh God," he thought, "how do I get out of this situation?"

He looked over to the angelic face of the sleeping woman next to him, and didn't have the heart to wake her, nor did he know how to kick her out of the bed, he had laid her upon! He slumped his head into his pillow and closed his eyes, trying his best to close out the world around him. He'd figure out a way to deal with Mrs. Somerset, but in the meantime, he was determined to just make it through the night! He'd go to work tomorrow morning, and worry about it then!

He closed his eyes and drifted into a fitful sleep, never once noticing the message indicator on the answering machine.

 

[little_golden]

Melinda's head was spinning. Her heart was racing and her lungs were gasping for breath. The two studs had fucked her so thoroughly she felt exhausted and close to being unable to move. She had cum dripping from her face and her hair was sweat soaked and sticky. She wanted to lie down and sleep for a whole night.

The Director was yelling out with a gleeful tone in his voice:

"CUT! ... GREAT JOB!"

"I'm wiped... You two out did yourselves.... I can barely move" Melinda praised the two male co-stars. They simply smiled and didn't say too much. To them it was just a job and they fucked a lot of pretty girls. They each earned about a hundred bucks each but the fringed benefit was what they liked most - all the pussy they could fuck.

"Okay... Clean up Peggy.... Mysteria this is it... The final shot.... The big shower masturbation scene.... You do this right and we could be looking at winning a Golden Pussy Award this year!" the Director called out.

Melinda assumed that was supposed to be motivational. To her it wasn't but she had to admit it had been exhilarating to play the role of Preggo Peggy. Deep down she liked being pregnant. Somehow she even like the sense of being fucked by two men while her husband was passed out nearby.

Oh my... Maybe... I was actually playing myself.... I could... Maybe I am that woman now.... Oh no... How could I do that to Jim.... But it's just sex.... It's not love... I only love Jim.... But... But... Melinda tried to reason her way out of the enjoyment she had experienced.

"Must be getting heavy with that bump" one of the staff asked as a pair of girls worked on cleaning her up.

"Yes... It's heavy... My back... It's starting to hurt.... and my legs.... and" Melinda started to explain but it was clear that the two set girls weren't listening and didn't really care.

"Okay honey... You're cleaned up... Into the set shower.... The water will be hot..... You make it even hotter with the show you're putting on... The camera will shot everything through the glass door. We're shooting down, up and from both sides to capture the moment" explained the Director as Melinda was ushered naked into the little shower stall.

"Ready on the set! Action! Slut Masturbating" called out the Director and the cameras rolled.

Melinda stepped into the shower stall and quickly adjusted the two water taps. It was hot and wonderful as the powerful sprays of water ripped into her body. A dreamt look of bliss crossed her face. It was real but to the crew they assumed it was all acting.

Melinda shut her eyes and began to imagine Jim. As she thought of him and his handsome rugged features she could feel the arousal and her own need for her man. She rubbed her hands up and down her body. She imagined carrying his baby and rubbed her swollen belly several times in appreciation that his seed had sprouted life inside her. Her nipples were swelling and then her hands began to travel up and down the length of her enormous breasts. At first she was gentle but then harder as she felt the arousal grow and grow. Then eagerly her fingers worked her nipples and she pressed and twisted her giant extended nipples forcing a softly spray of milk.

"That's it.... Put your hands in the air and dance around" came the director's voice through a hidden speaker. Melinda complied instantly and slowly rotated her body around and around in the shower and the massaging heated pleasure pounded into her body. She raised her hands in the air, and let her big beautiful breasts bounce about to the delight of the camera crew and their multiple angle shots.

"Press your tits against the front wall..... Stick out your ass.... Now finger fuck yourself from behind... Imagine being fucked by a ghost" pushed the Director. Melinda again willfully complied as she imagined it was Jim who had come up behind her.

"It's been so long Jim" Melinda mumbled but it was incomprehensible giving the sound of the shower. Her fingers now rubbed her sweet love folds for a minute or so and then began to penetrate her lobe hole. Her sweet rear end was bucking against her own fingers.

"It's real... Oh yes Jim... Harder Jim" Melinda was moaning though the cast couldn't understand what she was saying.

"Ok Mysteria....Get four fingers in your mouth and suck them like it was a big cock... The other hand ... Tease your clit.... That's my girl... You are such a dirty slut.... Wonderful... Just perfect" the Director coached Melinda as she again took his direction.

Melinda worked this position for a minute or two. She was fantasizing so hard her fingers felt like Jim's growing cock and she was doing her best to suck him off.

"OOOOOOOOOOOoa....aaaaaa...aaaaa....aaaaaa....aaaaaa" Melinda was moaning so loud as she squirmed around and danced on her own little fingers as she pleasured herself.

"Cut... Perfect.... That was great!" the Director called out but Melinda didn't hear him. The water was cut off at the back seconds later but Melinda didn't notice.

In her mind she was pleasing Jim and he was pleasing her. She continued on for several minutes.

"Ohhhh.... Sh..it...Sugar!!!!" Melinda yelled out angrily as a bucket of freezing water was dumped on her head.

"Wwwwhat was that for?" Melinda protested the unexpected shock that send her fantasy crashing away.

"The scene is over" laughed one of the male assistant.

"But it was so great... We turned the cameras back on for another two minutes... as we watched you bucking up and down .... " explained another crew member.

"You sure are a dirty girl... That was great acting.... " another crew member added.

"Clear the set....." the Director boomed and Melinda exited the shower stall....

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

Transitioning the set

Harmon barked out some orders to the crew as they began breaking down the set. He noticed that Mysteria was looking somewhat confused, ambling about several crew members who were chatting her up. Sure, everyone wants to fuck the porn stars, he thought to himself. Why not? She was a hottie! Her acting abilities actually showed some promise also.

Nonetheless, everyone was on a time schedule! Harmon was not one to waste a single minute. "Mysteria! Yeah you! ... Go back and see Pete! Tell him to set you up for your next role! I'll see you in a little bit!"

His eyes followed her naked ass as she traipsed across the set without her robe and entered the special effects trailer. Harmon thought that rather odd, since nearly all of the starlets wouldn't take one step off the set without donning their robe again! He truly thought she had potential doing pregnant films! He made a mental note to speak to her agent about casting her in some more similar roles.

Meanwhile, Pete was finishing up with Marcus when Mysteria popped around the corner. Marcus closed his robe and turned to see the lovely lady who had serviced him earlier! "Ahh! You again! I guess, we're gonna keep bumping into each other today! I guess I'll see you when you're back on the line!" The bulge tenting Marcus' robe was extremely difficult to hide, nor ignore. It was clear that Mysteria's eyes were immediately drawn to the large pitched tent as Marcus breezed by her.

Mysteria's daydream was interrupted as Pete called out to her! "Ahhh! So? How'd it go? Did it feel real? Did you feel the kicking, and the contractions? Did it make you really horny? They say pregnant women are always overly horny, is that true?" Pete's hands were instantly on the bulge on Mysteria's belly, caressing it, admiring his own work. "Man, I'd hate to take this off, it just fits you perfect!" However, Pete applied a solvent around the seam where the bump had been attached. "This'll take a few minutes to work in, so why don't you lie back on that table?"

Pete eased Mysteria back onto a table, and as she lay back, he began examining her nipples for the hidden tube that oozed the cream. He applied the same solvent to her breasts and nipples with his fingertips, capturing the elongated teats, rolling them between his thumbs and fingers. "This might tingle a little, but it'll go away quickly!"

However, as Pete was attending to the young starlet's nipples, he noticed that he was getting a reaction out of her, one that was different than other stars he had worked with. The woman on the table seemed to actually enjoy his manipulations, her eyes fluttering as soft mews escaped her mouth. All the other women complained about the burning, and just yelped to hurry up and get it over with!

Mysteria, was not like the others. Her eyes were shut, and her back was arching to meet Pete's fingers, begging for more of his touch! A moaning confirmation from her only served to fuel him further, and Pete had a sudden urge to sample his own fruits. He bent down and took a stiff nipple into his mouth and suckled the cream from one tit.

Pete was frightened somewhat when he felt her hand at the back of his head, but when her fingers wove through his hair and mashed his mouth to her tit, Pete was in seventh heaven. He let the porn starlet guide his head from one tit to the other, constantly moving him back and forth, cooing as he gobbled down every bit of cream that had been stored in her reserves. She had pulled him atop the table, easing him between her legs until he drained her dry. Her pelvis ground into his as she continued mashing his face from tit to tit, barely letting him come up for air.

The solvent had taken effect and the bump, along with the tubes began to slide around between the two crushed bodies. It soon became a nuisance, and Pete merely pushed it aside, now pressing himself against the naked woman. It wasn't long thereafter, that Pete had his pants down around his ankles and was fucking furiously into the honeyed hole, violently slamming his smallish prick into the sloppy folds. Over and over he pounded, meeting each of her thrusts, until a thick sheen of sweat covered their flesh!

Pete's eyes were now fluttering and rolling back in his head, and soon, he was grunting with determined passion, unleashing a copious amount of sticky cum into her pussy as they both screamed in unison! He collapsed upon her, panting heavily, waiting for his body to recuperate, and recover.

As Pete fnally dismounted the table, he began to apologize, but was cut off by Mysteria's own apology. Neither one could explain what came over them, but Pete noticed a significant difference in Mysteria's voice. When she was coaxing him on, her voice was huskier, and filled with lust. Now she sounded more like a Southern Belle, truly embarrassed by her wanton behavior, redness creeping over her flesh as she looked awkwardly at him.

Pete quickly redressed and fetched a washcloth. Timidly, he returned, and began washing down Mysteria's body, removing all the glue and solvent from around her belly and nipples. As if an afterthought, he dabbed the cloth between her legs, pressing it against her pussy, cleaning out the spunk that was oozing out onto the table below.

After Mysteria was cleaned up, Pete returned to his extremely methodical, geeky, nerdy self, and began prepping Mysteria for her third breast. Again, he had to manipulate her breasts to fit the third tit in between the other two. And though it was difficult, he could sense that Mysteria was responding yet again, to the manipulations of her gigantic tits. She seemed extra sensitive to those wonderfully large orbs! So as Pete applied the glue, he explained that the third breast was designed to mimic her other tits!

It would react in unison with the other in response to stimuli, the nipple would get hard, she'd be able to feel everything she could feel with the other two. Pete added some makeup around the seam, and finally clapped aloud, satisfied he had created another masterpiece! "PERFECT," he exclaimed, full of pride.

Pete helped Mysteria from the table and smacked her on the ass, signaling it was time for her to leave.

Sure enough, just as Mysteria was turning to leave, Daisy Treats came strolling into the trailer! "Hey Pete! I gotta get ready for that alien thing, you know the one?" Daisy hopped up on the table and removed her robe. She then took one look at Mysteria and with a sneering grin, said, "Hey sugar ... bring those sweet lips over here and get me ready! I go on as soon as Pete gets done with me!"

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

On the set ...

Pete didn't have much to do to Daisy in order to give her an alien-like appearance. It mostly consisted of fitting her with specialized gloves which gave her elongated nimble fingers and thumb, only three digits attached to her limbs. Makeup would take care of the rest with Daisy. But what made the process cumbersome with Daisy, was that she was intent on pulling Mysteria into her crotch, mashing the newcomer's face against her pussy. Pete was relegated to working one hand at a time, while Daisy batted her eyelashes at Pete.

"Mmmm, she's good, Pete! She's real good!" Daisy was writhing her hips. "You ought to take notes Pete. You know a good pussy licker is a woman's best friend ... mmmm ... Yeah, that's it sugar, drive that tongue deep!"

Pete found it difficult to concentrate on his work, and Daisy made a point of putting on a great show, knowing she was teasing Pete. Little did she know that Pete had already fucked the girl!

Pete managed to finish the first glove, and Daisy practiced using it on Mysteria's head, finding it easy to use the long tentacle fingers. She wrapped the fingers over Mysteria's head and continued directing the muffer's efforts to her own liking, offering Pete her other hand for him to tend to.

When Pete was done, he instructed Daisy about a innovative adaptation he added to her specially made gloves. hidden within the pad of the palm was a device that when pressed, would cause her already long tentacle fingers to extend another four inches! "I figure you can come up with a creative use for that," Pete commented rather slyly.

Daisy snickered evilly and winked playfully towards Pete before pushing Mysteria away from between her legs! "That's enough girl! I gotta go! You make sure you stick around! You're definitely a keeper!" She thanked Pete and donned her robe before turning back towards Mysteria and finally noted her three tits! "Oh gawd! Don't you look hilarious! You might wanna clean your face before you show your face on set!"

Daisy marched out of the trailer and onto the set, where she was greeted by Harmon and immediately instructed on the scene. The set was constructed to look like the inside of an alien space ship. Daisy had the starring role, the leader of an army of alien females. Meanwhile, off in a semi-dark corner, Marcus Steele stood with his back to the set, being serviced by another fluffer assigned to prep him for the very same film.

"Where's the one playing Three Nipple Nancy? Where the fuck is the three-titted girl? Goddamnit! We're on a time schedule here! Where is ..." Harmon was bellowing as he searched around for the woman that was needed on the set. He cut his bellowing short as he turned and spotted the completely naked girl walking towards him. "There you are! You're not scoring points here! Time! Time! Time! Everything is time, and time is money!" Harmon tucked the clipboard under his arm and eyed Mysteria carefully, his gaze settling on her tits. "Let's take a look!" He reached out and fondled the middle tit, tugging on the eleongated nipple. Apparently, Pete's work was excellent, because Mysteria yelped slightly, and her other nipples reacted in symmetrical fashion.

"Okay! We ain't got time! MAKEUP! ..." within seconds Mysteria was surrounded by three ladies who fussed over every inch of flesh as Harmon filled Mysteria in. He pointed to the side of the set, that was made to look like a farm field. "You're gonna be a farm girl abducted by aliens. There's no speaking part in this one, just go with the flow! We gotta take a block shot of you in the field!"

Mysteria was dressed in a tight flannel shirt that hid the fact she had three breasts, and was forced into cutoff denim shorts that did nothing to hide her ass. She was handed a pitchfork and placed amidst some strewn hay. She was told to fiddle with the hay for a few seconds and then look up into the sky as if something caught her attention! The film crew was filming only for a few seconds, when Harmon declared he had enough. "Okay, strip her, and put her on the table!" She was led to the alien ship scene and placed on the table completely naked, only a thin white sheet covering her.

Harmon called the players to the set, and suddenly, Mysteria was surrounded by ten naked alien women, who all looked vaguely similar, their green painted flesh on full display. The cameras started rolling and Daisy Treats made her appearance onto the scene, exclaiming how happy she was to have a subject to study. The ten women descended upon the table and removed the cloth, exposing Mysteria to the rolling cameras. Twenty alien hands began roaming all over her flesh, poking and prodding, pinching, pulling, twisting wherever they could reach, all while Daisy looked on, giving directions to the other obedient women. Slowly, as Mysteria was being mauled by the women, her body was being positioned and strapped into place. The once flat table, was transformed as hidden extensions came out. Her arms were strapped down stretched out to her sides as if on a cross. Her legs spread, knees brought up.

The women stepped away and left Mysteria in an apparent aroused state, as they took up assigned positions around the table. Daisy then stepped up to the table, and with a sadistic smile on her face, began a slow methodical examination of Mysteria, taking time to play with her three breasts, seemingly fascinated by the rarity of the specimen. She played with each one and toyed with them. But the real excitement came when Daisy began probing Mysteria's mouth, pussy and ass with her magical tentacles. Not only had Daisy managed to fuck them into Mysteria's holes, but she took advantage of Pete's adaptation, making her fingers even longer as she wormed them through Mysteria's channels. Daisy fucked each of Mysteria's holes thoroughly with her long tentacles, eliciting gut wrenching cries of release from Mysteria as she writhed against her binds.

The cameras caught the slick, long digits as they drew out of Mysteria's holes, covered in her honeye'd syrup. Daisy was not done however, climbing atop the table, and planting her pussy over Mysteria's face as the ten women returned and jointly fondled, poked, prodded, and masturbated the three-titted actress to another orgasm as she serviced the lead alien.

The cameras never stopped rolling after Daisy allowed herself to reach the pinnacle of ecstasy, creaming her fluids all over Mysteria's face once more. Daisy dismounted the table and ordered two servants to fetch the "seeder"!

Two of the women disappeared off camera, and then returned, escorting Marcus Steele between them. They brought them to Daisy who opened his robe, reaching her tentacled fingers between their bodies as she pressed up against him. She kissed him passionately as her fingers engulfed his manhood and stroked. It was only when she backed away, that the cameras, as well as Mysteria, were able to see that Marcus was equipped with two identical cocks, one perched above the other, both hardened to fully erect status!

The escorts removed Marcus' robe just prior to Daisy leading him to between Mysteria's legs, where she guided his erect cocks between her legs. Marcus had been told to freelance, so no one was sure what Marcus planned to do with two cocks, but the cameras were there to capture it. Daisy was there also, making sure that the abducted girl was serviced by the seeder ...

 

[little_golden]

Melinda was a little surprised at both herself and Pete. Her breath was heavy and her heart was still racing. Pete wasn't hung like one of the male stars but he certainly had quenched the fire between her legs. It had been hot and amazing. It then hit her that had they been caught fucking like monkeys, just maybe Pete would have been fired.

Oh no.... He's nice... but... What did I do... He was just working on me... and then I lose control.... What was I thinking?... Someone could have walked in.... It;s all my fault.... I am becoming a real slut.... and I'm even enjoying it more and more... Oh no.... I'm becoming a sex addict Melinda thought as her face reddened in embarrassment.

"Oh thank you..." Melinda spoke meekly as Pete washed her off. Suddenly he was the ultimate professional again. He was strangely quiet as he cleaned her up and wiped off both cum and glue from her hot body.

Melinda was in awe as he expertly installed a third breast. It had the effect of forcing her real breasts up and apart. The base seemed to magically disappear though the mound was obvious and the nipple was a perfect match to her real two. It was freakish!

She could tell that Pete was really proud of his work. He clapped aloud and called out in pride - "PERFECT".

"It's unbelievable... Where did you learn to work your magic?" Melinda asked respectfully. She was trying to make things right with Pete and remove the awkwardness she was feeling. She touched her third nipples and was further amazed as it responded to her touch.

"Freaky!" Melinda laughed. Pete was smiling at the realism. She pinched it trying to make Pete laugh at her own silliness.

"Well... I'm guess I'm ready... Thanks Pete" Melinda beamed her fresh and innocent smile at Pete. She didn't know what else to say. He was done so she slipped off the table. No sooner as her feet hit the floor, she felt a good smack to her soft rear end. This time Melinda didn't know what to say or do, so she just giggled and blushed.

Melinda took two steps towards the door and as she did do she shamelessly wiggled her ass for Pete's attention. She wanted to leave him thinking about her. It was foolish but she couldn't help it.

Melinda almost ran chest first in Daisy Treats. She had a bossy and arrogant tone that turned Melinda off. She seemed well connected with the directors and crews. Melinda could tell she was one of the few alpha females on the set.

Daisy had a high annoying voice as she called out:

"Hey Pete! I gotta get ready for that alien thing, you know the one?"

Pete just nodded and smiled. He was already pulling out a box with gadgets and pieces. Daisy slipped onto the table and dropped her robe.

Melinda was just about to slip out of the door when Daisy had her own idea:

"Hey sugar ... bring those sweet lips over here and get me ready! I go on as soon as Pete gets done with me!" Daisy said with a smirky grin.


"Ummmm" Melinda managed unsure what to do or say. The last thing she wanted to do was to muff Daisy in front of Pete.

[I[What a bitch! I was almost out... Now what do I say... They told me to cooperate... She is a senior girl.... I'm caught....[/I] Melinda realized.

 

[little_golden]

Melinda felt ridiculous as she caught Pete smiling at Daisy’s invitation to be muffed by Melinda. It made her feel cheap that Daisy had just blurted it out before Pete. It seemed inconsiderate and almost demeaning. She knew Daisy had done it in front of Pete on purpose. But was it to frustrate Pete or piss her off?

“Yeah sure thing… I’ll just be waiting… near the set… You need to be ready” Melinda added in a soft compliant voice.

It’s just show business… She’s probably showing off a bit for Pete…. She’s the big star from New York City and I’m just a little star from the middle of nowhere… Pete seemed to know her well…. Daisy seems to know everyone Melinda mulled as sh exited the trailer.

Daisy was there ten minutes later. Melinda dove into the job with the best spirits she could muster. This was to be some alien film and Daisy was the leading lady. Melinda gave it her best as he licked, sucked and fingered Daisy's pussy. Daisy had a certain expensive French perfume smell mixed with a hot musty pussy fragrance. She was a very hot and wet woman. Somehow Melinda sensed that Daisy was enjoy this more than she enjoyed being fucked by the big boys. In this film Daisy had the nice gentle and fun sex with a variety of well hung muscular studs. On the other hand, in this one Melinda was the triple titted freak.

This alien flic was a very odd production for Melinda. The director was a young woman and most of the scenes were performed against either a plain white or a plain blue backdrop. There was a number of traditional scenes with Daisy being fucked away in several intimate encounters with fighter pilots, space captains and the like. But for Mysteria Hardwood, the crux of the film was her role as a mutant human being fucked by mutant men and alien monsters.

In one scene, a double jumbo cock, was used to penetrate her. Luckily she had been well muffed and lubricated so it handn't hurt her and actually had felt kind of nice after she got used to it. In another scene, a big tentacle had fucked her ass for about fifteen minutes while she grunted and groaned. This time, the big rubbery anal dildo had been cold and greasy but had definitely reamed her long and hard. The special effect was a gusher of a quart of cum like substance that literally exploded from her ass when the tentacle was pulled out. The final scene had spread eagle under some monster of a man who had long tentacles instead of arms and a elephant like cock. He fucked between her tits, fucked her ass, then fucked her pussy before blasting his alien love cocktail into her.

Melinda was sweaty, grubby,dirty and exhausted. When the final scenes were cut the director explained to the small cast:

“This movie took a lot more acting and imagination. All the backdrop work and many of the special effects are added in through the use of a sophisticated computer. We’ll add in alien voices, their space ships and so on. Daisy you were divine! Msyteria you were delicious.... Hell you were great with your three tits... Three nipple Nancy is going to be famous in the Sci Fi porn industry... It’ll be so mega cool!.. Okay that's a rap for today... We ran a little late... My apologies....”

When Melinda turned around she realized that the other sets had already closed down for the evening. A few of the crew were already heading for their lockers and the last of the cast were heading in a variety of directions. Melinda hesitated a few moments and then decided she should be rushing back to see Pete and to get the third breast removed. It took a minute to find the right door and then she shuffled to the special effects trailer but as she pulled the handle she realized that the light was off and he was already gone.

“Shit!” Melinda mumbled. She felt really stupid with a third breast and didn’t like the thought of trying to remove it on her own. She knew that Pete had used some type of special solvents to remove the bumpy bump earlier in the day and without the right gunk the third breast wouldn’t be coming off easily.

I've got to get this off Melinda thought to herself.

Melinda had no idea that Daisy and the others were playing a joke upon her. The cast and crew were busily clearing out ahead of her and knew the predicament they were planning on placing her in. They were busily showering and getting ready to leave.

Melinda on the other hand, just realized as she returned to the main building that the door was locked. She was naked and locked out of the warehouse. She politely knocked on the door for the better part of twenty minutes.

"How can this get worse?" Melinda whispered in frustration.

With a little coaching from Daisy, the prank on Mysteria Hardwood was unfolding perfectly. Mysteria was locked outside naked.The limousine had already left and the remaining cast and crew were being loaded into taxis to the trip back to a few sleazy motels. Daisy had it planned so that one cabbie would remain for Mysteria. Of course, she knew that he’d be stunned to see a three titted naked woman running around the lot.

After more banging and waiting an old janitor came to the door. The man must have been seventy years old and he had an industrial broom in one hand.

“Where is everyone?” Melinda called out as she re-entered the main set areas and realized that the place was almost dead quiet.

‘Everyone is done for done for today… But they ain’t taking auditions girl… They brought in girls from out of state” the old janitor explained as a smile crossed his lips as he eyed the naked Melinda up and down.

“No… I’m one of the girls… I need to change and get back to my motel” Melinda explained in a flustered voice.

“My stuff and purse are inside…. I can’t believe they forgot about me’ Melinda complained as she entered the building. Looking around all she could see was a second janitor who was busy turning off lights as he finished sweeping the main aisles.

“Looks like your last one then…… You better skip the shower… there is only one taxi left and if you don’t hurry he just might leave… You’ll have a devil of a time trying to get a cab out here later on… “ the janitor explained as he pointed to the main entrance where Melinda could see a waiting cabbie.

“Thanks… I’ll hurry… Please tell him I’ll just be a minute” Melinda smiled at the janitor who now agreed to speak to the cabbie so that he would wait. Melinda rushed in naked panic to the change room to look for her street clothes.

"Where are they?" Melinda screamed softly in panic as she couldn't find them.

After searching through several bins of props and costumes, the best Melinda could do was to find a semi-transparent white spandex top. With great effort and awkwardness she squeezed her three breasts into the top. From the mirror, she felt really stupid. There she stood with three big tits bursting under the spandex fabric and three huge erect nipples pointing out. For bottoms the best she could do was a really tight pair of white short shorts that hug her ass so tightly she wondered if she'd ever be able to get them off.

“Shit!” Melinda mumbled again as she now grabbed her purse and raced for the cabbie.

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

Momar the cabbie

Momar was dispatched to the studiowarehouses, along with several other cabs, a normal ritual to pick up stuck up bitches and transport them to wherever it was they were staying. Today, however, seemed somewhat different as it seemed everyone was racing out of the warehouse, like it was on fire or something.

He sat there and watched as various people piled into the cabs lined up in front of him, yet no one headed in his direction ... that was until a rather shapely female with golden skin and a pearly smile sashayed towards him. But rather than get into the cab, she came to his window and leaned into the cab through the open window. There was no doubt she knew she was treating the cabbie to a delectable view of her cleavage in the tight fitting tank top.

"Hi there," she cooed in the most alluring way, batting her eyelashes as she did so, wiggling her hips and jiggling her tits. She bathed her lip gloss covered lips with her tongue. "There's gonna be a girl coming out, needing a ride! She's new here, so she doesn't know her way around." Daisy reached into the car and ran a painted nail along the cabbie's finely trimmed beard, her eyes glistening mischieviously. "Take her to The Hills, and follow the dirt road all the way back. There's an old shack up there! She doesn't have any money to pay for he ride, so tell her she can pay you in other ways!" Daisy's finger was now running along Momar's chest, lightly scratching the flesh before running over the fabric of his shirt, all the way down to his navel. Her eyes lingered just below where her hand was at, and let a smile cross her face before looking back to the cabbie. "When you get her in there, sit her in the chair, tie her hands behind her back, and blindfold her!"

"It's kinda like an initiation thing, so don't worry 'bout anything! As soon as you get her blindfolded and tied up, come on out! I'll be there, along with some of my friends! You do good, and you'll be well taken care of!" Daisy cupped the tenting bulge between his legs and leaned in further, planting a kiss on the cabbie's cheek. She then slipped him a bill for his efforts, before whisking away to another cab, already loaded with two other bombshell beauties.

Momar sat there in a daze, absorbing everything that had happened, and apparently was about to happen. One by one, each of the cabs left, leaving Momar there by himself. He would've left, had it not been for the money he was still holding in his hand. Then there was this old, codgy janitor that came out and asked him to stay, saying something about one last person left before they closed up. So Momar waited ...

There was not a soul around on the seemingly deserted set. So, when a practically naked, huge chested woman came bounding out the door in a super tight tank, and barely nothing shorts, Momar's eyes focused on her. He swore he was blinded by sun glare, or something, because he wasn't seeing things right! The huge-titted woman's breasts were bouncing wildly as she scurried towards him. Momar rubbed his eyes, thinking there was something in them that made his vision so blurry! He tried to focus time and time again, but there was something wrong with the woman coming towards him.

It could've been the fact that her huge watermelon sized tits were so tight in her nearly transparent top, and they were bouncing freely and wildly. It could've been her taut erect nipples that stood out like golf pencils that distracted him! But it wasn't until she was at the side of the cab, waiting to get in, that Momar realized his vision was fine!

The freak had three tits! His eyes naturally focused on the three breasts, and the three nipples that poked prominently proud through the tight fitting top. The transparent material did nothing to hide the dusky pink circles surrounding each nipple!

Momar's heart leapt into his throat as the woman jiggled the car handle, trying to get into the back. Momar apologized and said it'd be easier if she just climbed in up front, that the back door lock was broken. He was thrilled when she actually did, taking his lie as truth.

His eyes finally managed to drink in the remainder of her, as she settled into the seat. Her smooth legs were on full display, and the shorts were practically swallowed between her thighs. It took every ounce of energy for Momar not to reach out and touch her, to run his fingers over her like Daisy had done to him.

He started the car, and put it into gear, slowly rolling over the gravel towards the main exit gates. He asked where she was headed, eyes constantly staring at her chest, wanting to ask, but afraid to point out her freakish abnormality. Following his orders, he drove along the city streets, winding his way towards the alternate destination. His passenger was none the wiser.

When Momar brought up the issue of cab fare, he watched as she began frantically searching through her purse. It soon became clear that she didn't have the money to pay for her ride, and was becoming hysterically incoherent, rambling about why she didn't have any money and so on!

"A deadbeat passenger?" Momar mumbled just before swerving off the road, onto an unmarked dirt path, leading through some woods and up a hill. It was now Momar's turn to do some great acting, convincing his passenger that he was pissed, and that he was going to take his fare out in exchange for some of her services!

He must've been rather convincing, because his passenger was nearly crying and in hysterics as he pulled up to the shack that was nothing more than a few panels of tin roofing acting as walls and a roof! He grabbed Mysteria by the wrist and dragged her out of the car, through his side of the cab, physically pushing her through the door. True to Daisy's word, there was a wooden chair in the middle of the dirt floor, along with some rope and a black bandana!

He thrust Mysteria into the chair and quickly bound her wrists behind the chair, and lashed her ankles to the legs of the chair. Against her pleas for mercy and freedom, he blindfolded her, casting her into darkness before stepping outside, and leaving her alone!

Momar was a little concerned that he might be getting set up when Daisy appeared holding a video camera, apparently having recorded Momar dragging Mysteria into the shack! However, one of Daisy's friends was there also, already fishing Momar's thin cock out of his pants as she dropped to her knees and laved her tongue along his length. Daisy continued filming as Tawny Dangler suckled on Momar's cock. Blondie Strokum was standing behind Momar running her hands all over him, pressing her tits against his back as she nibbled on his ear. She cupped his balls and cock, helping to feed it to Tawny as she bobbed along the hardened shaft.

It didn't take long for Momar to lose all control and fill Tawny's mouth with his release. Daisy captured it all on film, and then sent Momar on his way! Now with video camera in hand, Daisy, along with Tawny and Blondie walked into the small shack. No one said a word, other than Mysteria, who was desperately seeking for her freedom.

The girls had a plan and they silently set to task ...

 

[little_golden]

Melinda ran for the cab. A beautiful woman with long blonde hair flowing as she rushed to the yellow taxi cab. With every stride there was a clicking of her high heels, and a big bounce as her three breasts rushed up and down in a riveting pattern that attracted the male eye. The two janitors was smiling as they watched her sweet bum tightly wrapped in those short short white shorts.

She took comfort in the fact that no one was around to see her dressed as she was and still in the costume of three nipple Nancy. Melinda couldn't believe her bad luck in getting locked out and how fast the place had cleared out. As she reached the cab, she was tried to open the back passenger door but it didn't open. A foreign looking man, maybe Lebanese or Middle Eastern turn his head and explained from the driver's window that the door wasn't working and invited her to the front seat.

Melinda could see in his dark eyes, both a look of shock and delight. She wasn't sure just what the man might be thinking but she was too tired to try to explain.

I just need a long hot bath and a warm bed. I need rest and sleep. Maybe Mick will be gone or maybe he'll realize how tired I am and let me sleep... Maybe Melinda mentally kidded herself.

"Oh sure... I'm just in a rush to get back to my motel" Melinda replied as she quickly opened the front passenger, climbed in, and dutifully buckled up her seat belt. The car started and lurched forward. Melinda explained the motel name and address and the driver seemed to understand.

Melinda could sense the driver's interest in her as she caught him catching glances or her smooth legs, and his eyes kept drifting upwards as if he was trying to sneak a peek under the bottoms of her shorts. His dark eyes seemed to mentally calculating the size of her breasts.

"Sure... I've got my purse" Melinda explained as the cabbie suddenly seemed preoccupied with getting paid even before they arrived at the motel. It seemed a little odd to Melinda but she guessed the way she was dressed maybe the cabbie thought she was a hooker or something.

"Ummmm... I don't understand... My purse... Its been rifled through.... My money is gone" Melinda groaned as she turned it upside down to reveal only a scattering of cosmetics, a few brushes, gum and other knick knacks.

Suddenly the face of the cabbie became angry and strained as he declared:

"A deadbeat passenger?"

"What... What are you doing... My boyfriend will pay the fare when we hit the motel... Or I'll get it from one of the other actresses.... I'm an actress... We're on set tomorrow too" Melinda tried to explain. She wanted to calm the driver down. He had swerved and was now driving up a dirt path, leading through to nowhere and was quickly passing trees.

"Where are going? The motel is the other way... Along the highway...." Melinda protested but the driver held and icy look.

Melinda was frantic and barely able to hold back her tears. She was almost at the point of reaching into her purse, and then dialing Jim at him. There was something about the driver that frightened her.

If I can just calm him down... Maybe I could reason with him Melinda tried to think her way out of the mess.

Then the car stopped before a small shack in the woods. The driver seemed impatient as he told her:

"Get out!"

"It's the middle of nowhere" Melinda objected as she told to hold back her sobs.

To her surprise, the man just seemed to rush around
and began to pull her out by brute force. He easily man handled her though Melinda screamed several time but there was no one to hear her.

"No no... please no" Melinda whined as the driver forced her along a path and then through a door. Then with a push he forced her into the room and pushed on her shoulders to force her into the chair.

"What? What are you doing? I told you I can pay you the fare... I have money at my motel room.... This is a mistake... Please... Please don't hurt me" Melinda tried to negotiate even as the man began to secure her wrists behind the chair and then tied her legs off too.

Seconds later, Melinda was further outraged as the driver slipped a blindfold over her eyes and thereby cast her into total darkness. Then the room became super quiet for the driver had very quietly slipped away. It was scary quiet and Melinda could hear her own heart beat.

"Any one there? Look I'm sorry... I'll pay you double" Melinda called out to the shadows.....

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

The video ...

Daisy had captured the entire scene as Momar, the cabbie dragged Mysteria into the shack. She also captured his promised reward as Tawny sucked off the cabbie. Now it was time for the trio to descend upon the hepless captive inside the shack, the target of their little scam. Daisy's own pussy was getting wet, anticipating Mysteria's tongue delving deep into her honeyed snatch, getting her off!

Inside the darkened room, the camera and three women crept, where Daisy set up the camera on a tripod, destined to capture all the action.

"Any one there? Look I'm sorry... I'll pay you double"

The three women descended upon the woman bound in the chair. All six hands, simultaneously caressed Mysteria's torso, running along her shoulders, down her arms, and over all three of her tits. Mysteria's nipples hardened reflexively to the sensitive touch, easily poking out and tenting the flimsy top, their bodies leaving the view of the camera unobstructed as it captured the freakish size of her nipples, not to mention the three tits. The captors' fingers toyed, pinched, tugged and pulled on the nipples, sensing the obvious change in Mysteria's behavior as the realization of what was happening began to settle in.

Her cries for freedom, became weaker, as she succumbed to the attentiveness of the three women, especially since their efforts were focused on her sensitive nipples! In between pleas for her release, pleasant sighs of pleasure were captured by the on-camera microphone. None of the girls missed the transformation as Mysteria's tense muscles soon relaxed, succumbing to whatever fate brought her, as long as the sensations were this pleasurable!

Mysteria's tight fitting top was peeled upwards, stretching to pull over her abnormally large breasts, revealing her naked torso to the camera for Daisy's posterity! The six hands continued mauling each of Mysteria's three breasts with her top bunched up under her arm pits. With teasing determinedness, the hands roamed over Mysteria's rising and falling abdomen, working their way beneath the tight fitting shorts that Mysteria had crammed into. Wandering fingers had managed to worm their way beneath and rub incessantly at Mysteria's clit, only serving to make Mysteria more delirious with desire. Eventually the shorts were peeled over her hips as she aided in the process, raising her ass off the seat. However, with her ankles bound, the shorts were only managed to her knees.

This only frustrated Daisy, because she hadn't planned on this part! Luckily though, the six hands teasing Mysteria, also had strong, manicured nails, which dug into the flimsy fabric, poking holes through it, shredding both her bottoms and top into nothing more than mere shreds of material, freeing Mysteria up for greater access.

Mysteria's pleas for freedom, didn't stop, though now it seemed she wanted freedom for different reasons. Daisy would have none of it though, and she tipped the chair over, tossing Mysteria onto the floor, on her back, her legs lifted high, and open. Tired of listening to Mysteria's voice, Daisy quickly stripped out of her bottoms and knelt over Mysteria's face, practically suffocating Mysteria with her pussy! Daisy ground her pussy against Mysteria until Mysteria's tongue could be felt wriggling inside her wet flower.

Over the next hour or so, the three women continually abused their captive, tormenting her with their roaming fingers, hands, and mouths, forcing Mysteria to satisfy their needs for release on a repeated basis.

When it was all said and done, the three women got dressed, and left Mysteria like a quivering mess, still bound to the chair.

Picking the camera up, Daisy moved around as the other two uprighted Mysteria's chair. Her minimal clothing lay scattered on the dirt floor. The two girls untied Mysteria's binds, and then removed her blindfold!

"SURPRISE!" They all screeched in unison.

However, as Daisy shut off her camera, a more sinister look evolved on her face.

"Welcome to the club! You've got such a lovely mouth, I just had to have some more! You are such a good pussylicker, ain't she girls?" The other two agreed wholheartedly. "Now listen little pornstar actress! You are my BITCH now!" Daisy patted her recorder conspiratorily. "You'll do as I say from this point forward! Whenever I need a pussy licking, you'll jump to the front of the line and insist to be the one! This little film is my insurance policy! If this ever got out, you'd be run out of the business for making a film OUT OF CONTRACT! You'll spend the rest of your days peddlin' your ass for crack on the streets out here, because no one will hire you! This little video will be on every little perverts computer screen across the world! I'll make sure of it!"

Daisy laughed with a sinister, wicked glee, as the other two joined in. The trio of women marched out of the shack, leaving Mysteria to fend for herself.

 

[little_golden]

Melinda's mind was racing in panic. She didn't understand what was going on or why. She was just trying to get back to the motel. She would have paid the cabbie. She hated being tied up and hated not being able to see.

Melinda listened carefully as she sensed someone was around. She had no idea that a camera was being set up.

"No... Help... No..." Melinda screamed out in panic as a a multitude of soft hands descended upon her as she squirmed and tried to escape. But the ropes were tight and she was helpless as the soft hands caressed her torso, shoulders, arms, and breasts. Melinda's nipples were jutting out in tremendous arousal. She couldn't control her body as waves of arousal spread across her body.

Must be the taxi driver... probably his buddies too... they're going to rape me.... they're not hurting me yet.... maybe they won't kill me.... if I don't see them I can't identify them.... they won't feel the need to murder me... oh please.... I don't want to die Melinda thought in panic mode.

"Ooooooo.... don't t do that... I'm sorry... I'll pay the fare.... I promised I would... I had more money in my room..... Please... we can still make a deal... You don't have to hurt me.... " Melinda pleaded as she felt her tormentors
fingers toying, pinching, tugging and pulling on the nipples.

The massive stimulation had overcome her senses and there was a rising steaming heat wave between her legs. Slowing she was giving in to the pleasure and the fear and panic was subsiding.

"My nipples.... oOooooooooooo... please ....oooo..... " Melinda gasped as such immense pleasure flooded through her body. Her knees were twitching. She was licking her lips. She felt horny like a bitch in heat. She couldn't help it. Her body had been slowly trained to respond to anyone man. She was waiting for a cock to be pushed inside her.

[I]I can't help myself.... I'm going to need to be fucked.... I just wish they'd hurry.... I'll fuck them all.... Just do it[/i]

"Yes... Go on... Please.... I'll fuck you" Melinda gasped in delight as she felt her tight fitting top being peeled upwards and roughly pulled over her three huge breasts. It hung there stuck at her shoulder.

"Oooooo....AAAaaa...... Not so rough..... There so sensitive" Melinda gasped as many hands continued to tease and knead her breasts. Then the hands bcame bolder as they roamed across her abdomen and then under the top of her tight fitting shorts.

"Aaaahhhh.... Ahhhhhh....OOO,.... Aaaaa" Melinda moaned out in heavy breaths as her attackers fingers wandered to her clit and began to toy and tease it. It sent a delirious amount of pleasure through her body and was slowly bucking and trying to contain her desire to orgasm.

[I]I can't control it.... If they don't fuck me soon... I'll be exhausted before they even penetrate me.... I have to hold back[/I] Melinda tried to control herself.

Melinda could feel the little tight shorts being peeled over her hips and then pulled to her knees where they couldn't be descended further.

"Just fuck me and get it done... Don't hurt me... I'm a great fuck.... You don't need to hurt me.. I need to be fucked... Really... Please just do me.... You can untie me and fuck me with the blindfold on ... I won't tell" Melinda pleaded with her unknown assailants.

Melinda was surprised when a a minute or so later she felt her skirt being torn away in shreds. She assumed the men had a knife and if sent a chill through her.

They have a knife... They're going crazy... But they having cut or stabbed me... I just have to keep them happy and satisfied... I'll show them Melinda panicked.

[I]My top... It's off too.... It's going to happen soon... Oh God![/I] Melinda felt a chill throughout her hot pumping aroused body.

"Oh my!" Melinda screamed out as suddenly her weight shifted on the chair as someone tipped the chair backwards and carefully dropped her into a new more available position.

Melinda expected to feel a big cock stuck in her face, jammed in her sweet pussy or even a cock sliding between her breasts. But instead she was aghast as hot smelly pussy was dropped right over her mouth and nose. For an instance she thought she would suffocate but knew what to do and starting to lick, tease, kiss, suck and slurp at the sweet pussy

Melinda lost track of time as her focus was to pleasure the woman who seemed to be in control of things. There was a secret hope that the danger was lessened. If a woman was among her attackers just maybe they wouldn't kill her after they raped her.

It was a fog, as Melinda lay on her back, tied to a chair, and over and over again was touched and pinched, teased and aroused until she erupted in several pleasurable eruptions and had satisfied an unknown number of pussies.

Then it all stopped. Melinda blinded several times under her blindfold. It was quiet too and she could hear people changes and lots of heavy breathing. It was really quietly for another minute and then the chair was up righted and Melinda felt another rush. This time she fought back a wave of nausea.

"Oh thank you" Melinda whispered as she felt her wrists and ankles being untied. They were sore and a little numb.

As the blindfold was pulled off quickly. Melinda's vision was blurred but several female voices seemed to screech in unison: "SURPRISE!"
"What? What is going on? I don't understand?" Melinda mumbled as her brain tried to figure things out.

As her vision cleared she could see Daisy. But Daisy had a sinister look and was just shutting off what looked like a digital video camera.

"What? ...Why?..." Melinda gasped. Her breathing was still heavy and she was exhausted. Her body felt limp. She wanted to puke. She was hungry and thirsty.

Melinda's mouth dropped as Daisy blasted her with:

"Welcome to the club! You've got such a lovely mouth, I just had to have some more! You are such a good pussylicker, ain't she girls?"

Melinda looked at the thee women in utter confusion. They were from the studio. Daisy was in the center and obviously the leader. They were dressed and she was now standing naked before them. Embarrassment flooded through Melinda and her face reddened.

The other women were nodding their hands and laughing.

Melinda was tongue tied and couldn't get a word out. She didn't feel in physical danger anymore but something was just too strange.

Daisy blasted her:

"Now listen little porn star actress! You are my BITCH now!"

Melinda could see Daisy patting the little digital video recorder with a smug look.

But it didn't register and Melinda was very confused.

This is crazy... Why make a film up here?... Where's the director.. Where's the crew? Why didn't they tell me? Melinda tried to muddle through the confusion.

Daisy was smirking as she went on:

"You'll do as I say from this point forward! Whenever I need a pussy licking, you'll jump to the front of the line and insist to be the one! This little film is my insurance policy! If this ever got out, you'd be run out of the business for making a film OUT OF CONTRACT! You'll spend the rest of your days peddlin' your ass for crack on the streets out here, because no one will hire you! This little video will be on every little perverts computer screen across the world! I'll make sure of it!"
["Ughh... What?" Melinda mumbled as she tried to figure out that Daisy had just one-upped her. Daisy had an evil laugh. Melina could see she was very serious. The other two women were cackling almost like witches.

"But.." Melinda had wanted to sort through the mess and why Daisy had done this to her. Daisy and her two helpers turned and walked out of the hut leaving Melinda to sort out what had just happened.

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

Mick ...

Mick had gotten up early that day, enjoying the comfort of Mysteria's naked body next to his the entire night! She had done so well, fucking the entire football team, not to mention giving Chad, and Leon, the cabbie, complementary blowjobs when she was done with the others. She was an insatiable slut, who just seemed like she could never get enough sex, always outlasting the men, hungering for more and more. Even, Mick, himself, emptied himself into her sloppy pussy when they had finally returned to the Red Lamplighter Motel. The feel of Mysteria's lips on his cock, hungrily cleaning him up, was one of the last things Mick recalled before drifting to a contented sleep, but not before Mysteria passed out! He knew she had crashed, after feeding her some downers so that she could get some sleep.

He left Mysteria in bed, and ventured to a local diner for some early morning nourishment, as well as plan his day's activities. When he returned, finding the room empty, a sudden sense of panic filled his stomach. However, he was relieved to see all of Mysteria's belongings, laying scattered about the room. It suddenly dawned on him, that Mysteria probably had an appointment with a studio for some filming, like she had claimed.

Mick pondered his options, when a series of light bulbs seemed to go off in his mind. He knew instantly what he needed, and wanted to do. He cleaned himself up, gathered up all of Mysteria's belongings, as well as his own, and headed downtown. After a long walk through city streets, Mick found himself standing in front of the Red Light Inn, a definite improvement over the Red Lamplighter Motel!

Mick strolled casually to the counter, keeping the sunglasses over his eyes, and spoke to the clerk. "Hi! My name is Mitch Monneghan, with Lukhar Studios! I believe you have a reservation here, for a Mysteria Hardwood?"

The clerk looked through a ledger book, and affirmed that they indeed, did have a reservation booked, but that Miss Hardwood had not showed! Mick assured the young clerk, that Mysteria was in town, showing her garment bag as proof, explaining that she was already at the studio, and that she had sent him to get her settled in!

The young clerk looked at Mick questioningly, but consented, having Mick sign on her behalf. He then handed Mick an electronic card, and pointed Mick to a nearby elevator, which would take him to the fourth floor, where the room was! Mick smiled, and thanked the young boy, before carrying everything to the hotel suite. This room was in polar opposite to where Mick had come from.

It had the same general layout as the other room, but the bed was larger, with a sturdy headboard, an armoire where a television was hidden, end tables with decorative lamps, a large bureau, two cushioned chairs, a small balcony, and a luxurious bathroom! Not a bad setup for Bombster Productions Mick thought to himself as he settled into the room. He scattered Mysteria's belongings about the room, to make it look like she was occupying the room. He then took the opportunity to enjoy the amenities the hotel offered, beginning with a real hot shower, then off to the pool.

He checked the time periodically throughout the day, and when he assumed Mysteria was due to return, Mick chose an outfit for Mysteria to wear for the evening. He returned to the Red Lamplighter Motel, and awaited her return. However, as time wore on, Mick became increasingly concerned. The later it got, the more worried Mick became, not for any other reason, than he had already arranged some appointments for Mysteria!

Thinking quickly, Mick decided to try something risky! He called Bombster Productions, and reached a secretary. He claimed to be a producer, in immediate need of a short, huge breasted, blonde, to fill a small part in a film he was producing. Mick claimed to be wondering if they had any contacts in the LA area that might fit the bill. After being put on hold for several minutes, Mick was thrilled when the secretary returned on the line and gave Mick a cell phone number, with which he could try and reach a newcomer named Mysteria Hardwood!

Mick thanked the secretary profusely, and quickly hung up.

He dialed the number, knowing full well that all the filming studios were closed at this hour! There was no answer after the first attempt, and thinking he may have dialed the number wrong, Mick tried it a second time! A young female voice recording came on ... "Hello! You've reached Melinda Gordon! I'm not available to come to the phone right now, but if you leave your name and number, I'll call you as soon as possible!" Again, Mick hung up the phone, not leaving a message!

A questioned expression crossed his face. Melinda Gordon? But it was the voice of Mysteria Hardwood! There was no mistaking it! Then it all made sense! Mysteria was Melinda's film name! A wide, evil smile grew on Mick's face as he dialed the number a third time!

It was on the third ring, that a shaken, frail, voice answered the phone!

Mick could immediately tell something was wrong, and rather than capitalize on his newfound information right away, he opted to find out what was going on. After some patience on his part, and drawing the information out of her, Mick realized the predicament she was in. She had no clue where she was, had no clothes, and needed to be rescued!

Again, it was Mick to the rescue. He told Mysteria to keep the phone line open, and not hang up! He was going to use his phone to track her phone via the GPS locator service. Mick hailed a cab, and bringing along the outfit he had chosen for Mysteria, tracked her to the shack in The Hills!

Mick could not have ever been prepared for the sight before him, when he pushed open the shanty door! To see the blonde haired woman sitting naked in a chair, was one thing, but to see her sitting there with three tits, was completely earth shattering! Mick stood there with his jaw slacking to the floor, speechless as his eyes settled on the freakish sight!

He finally managed, "What the fuck ...?"

The frazzled porn starlet practically rushed into his arms, tears streaming her face as she sought the comfort of a familiar embrace. Through sobbing gasps of air, she cried into his shoulder as she recounted, again, the events that transpired, leaving her in this condition.

Mick hugged the naked woman, and patted her reassuringly, telling her it would all be okay! With her body pressed tightly to his own, he could feel her three nipples cutting into his chest! An evil snicker grew on his face as he backed slightly away, holding out a stretch knit, pink tube top, and a stretch knit pink micro-mini skirt. Dangling from the same hand, Mick was even thoughtful enough to bring a pair of six inch, pink, platform heels!

"Here MELINDA! Put these on, and I'll get you out of here!" Mick wondered if she recognized in her hysterical state that he called her by her real name? But before she had a real chance to process that thought, Mick had shoved two little pills into her palm! "Take these! They'll make you feel a whole lot better! Your little happy pills will make all your troubles go away!"

Mick stepped back and watched, waiting for Melinda Gordon to obey his commands. Leon, the cabbie had arranged a steady stream of customers to visit Mysteria at the Red Lamplighter Motel! Mick had money to make, and it was time to get down to business!

 

[little_golden]

It was growing dark when Melinda stuck her head out of the shack. The bugs were flying around in a hundred different directions as she debating making a run for it. To her dismay, the other women had disappeared on her and she didn’t know how she would be getting back to the motel. It was the sound of her cell phone that helped her to find her purse which had been stuffed in a corner of the shack.

She felt utter relief when the voice of Mick came over the speaker and he promised to rescue her. She felt stupid as she explained to Mick that she didn’t know where she was, and couldn’t provide him any sort of reference point. It was his great idea to use the GPS in the cell phone to track her down.

"Don't panic... Stop crying... Mick is coming... He promised... He'll bring a cab... It'll be over soon" Melinda told herself.

It seemed like an eternity until burst into the shack. His shock was obvious as he announced on arrival: "What the fuck?" Melinda didn't even thnk about her three tits. It was the furthest thing from her mind. She blurted out the whole story to Mick. Pure relief flooded over her as her rescuer arrived.

Melinda rushed to her hero and threw her arms around him effectively squeezing her three nipples against his hot chest. her. She was delighted that he had brought her clothes and she never thought twice about the low cut of the pink ensemble. It skimpy, skinny and slutty but she didn't care. Her other clothes were ripped to shreds and Mick had brought her something to wear and had a taxi for them.

Mick spoke with a calm, assured and confident manner that seemed to calm Melinda down. He spoke calmly:

"Here MELINDA! Put these on, and I'll get you out of here!"

She didn’t have undergarments but Melinda was just so happy to have anything to wear. Her body was moulded by the stretchy pink fabric. The pink tube top hug tight over her huge three breasts and her hard nipples pointed through the holes in the delicate fabric. The pink knit micro-mini skirt clung so her upper rear end. She knew it didn't even cover her full bum but she didn't acre. Unknown to Melinda the more it stretched over her curvaceous body – the more transparent it became. Under a bright light, her entire body would be revealed.

Mick was a calming influence. He was patient and kind. He did seem to be in a hurry and she assumed he was just looking after her best welfare.

I must have misjudged him… He’s not just after sex and money… Maybe he actually cares for me[/I} she naively thought as Mick hugged her. At his coaching she swallowed back two little pills as he promised her:

"Take these! They'll make you feel a whole lot better! Your little happy pills will make all your troubles go away!"

"Oh Mick.. Thank you for helping me out of jam... I didn't know what I was going to do" Melinda explained as Mick helped to the waiting taxi. As she walked in the treacherous six inch pair of pink heels. The ground was rocky and it was touch to walk though with Mick’s arm around her for balance it was much easier.

Melinda was a little confused when they pulled into a much better class of motel. She was anxious to shower give the sweaty buggy feeling she had acquired from the woods. She was certain she’d have a dozen or more mosquito bites along her arms and legs. She was angry at Daisy and her accomplices for the ordeal they had put her through.

[I]How dare those bitches do that to me… I ought to complain…I ought to tell the director… or my agent… or the police… But I can’t… Not when they have that tape…. It could ruin me in more ways that one… Shit… I’m caught again! Melinda realized.

“I’m so tired… I think I’m just going to shower and call it a day” Melinda explained to Mick as she settled into the new motel room. Seeing the look on Mick’s face she could see that he had his own problems which she assumed meant some dinner at a nearby restaurant,

“Okay… I’ll shower and dress… You probably like this pink outfit… I think it’s clean enough for me to wear outside” Melinda offered as if granted her hero some sort of compromise.

[I]I really ought to pay him back for his troubles…. I’ll fuck him when we get back from eating… I can fuck him and still get a good night’s sleep[/I] Melinda secretly planned out.

It took almost an hour for Melinda to bath herself clean, re-apply her make-up, fix her hair just right, and to get dressed. After some careful searching in her travel bag she found a tiny white lace pantie and matching bra that would be suitable and hidden enough to wear under the little pink knit outfit. When she was ready to go, she slipped into the pink high heels which instantly further displayed her loveliness as well as giving some height.

‘Okay Mitch… over dinner… you can tell me when you switched the motel… and how you were able to track me down… I’m famished ..and my energy is back” Melinda explained. She didn’t realize that the little pills Mick had pumped into her had kicked in. She was floating high as a kite.

"You know Mick... I can't go out in public... I still have this third breast from the movie set.... Let's just order room service and stay in bed" Melinda giggled as she moved back to sit on the bed.

Unknown to Melinda Mick had other plans.....

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

Mick

Mick had been glad that he had managed to find his moneymaker. His little goldmine had been rescued from her nearly disastrous plight. He still found it hard to believe her story, but the third breast and the wild story that Melinda gave him, was so bizarre that it had to be true. He was glad that Melinda took the little pills, giving her the boost of energy, she was going to need tonight!

He decided to take her to the Red Light Inn, and let her get cleaned up. He also thought it was a good idea to let her see what HIS new surroundings were going to be like. He chuckled a bit as Melinda wandered into the bathroom to get cleaned up, obviously thinking she was staying here also!

While she was in the shower, Mick also pondered on some other aspects. He wondered if any of tonight's johns would mind having a freakish woman with three breasts? Of course, it could be an added selling point, even possibly demanding a few extra dollars? There was no doubt in Mick's mind, he was comparing Melinda to those freaks of human nature usually relegated to the sideshows at carnivals and such. He also wondered if she even picked up on the fact that he was calling her by her real name, as opposed to her stage name? It appeared that she didn't, because she never mentioned it, nor did she even bat an eyelash when he repeatedly called her Melinda!

While Melinda had been in the shower, Mick had made final preparations with Leon, the cabbie. All the appointments were scheduled, four in all, to be taken to the Red Lamplighter Motel, where Mysteria would greet them and service them. Leon was to collect the money, and get it to Mick by the end of the night. Mick had also instructed Leon, that he was going to have to pick up the slut at the Red Light Inn, shortly beforehand. Mick additionally arranged for Leon to supply any additional pills she may need throughout the night. Just as he finished up, Melinda came out of the bathroom with a singsong lilt in her voice. The happy pills had obviously taken effect.

"Okay Mitch… over dinner… you can tell me when you switched the motel… and how you were able to track me down… I’m famished ..and my energy is back ... You know Mick... I can't go out in public... I still have this third breast from the movie set.... Let's just order room service and stay in bed"

Melinda giggled as she moved back to sit on the bed.

Mick glanced at his watch! He had a little bit of time before Leon would arrive to take Melinda away. They did have some time for room service, so Mick called and had ordered a healthy meal to be delivered to the room. Little did Mysteria know it was all included with her contractual stay. But Mick wasn't about to tell her. Instead, he concocted a totally different story, further putting his little piece of ass under his total control!

Plopping himself down next to her, he reached over and tucked a stray golden strand of hair behind her ear. "You look wonderful, and ready for a night out on the town! You had such a great night last night Melinda. I just figured you'd like to enjoy some more of the local flavor again tonight! I wouldn't worry one bit about your wonderful tits! It's just something else that makes you special ... and different!" With that said, Mick helped himself to groping the middle tit, smiling as it responded to his touch. He was in awe of the special effects that went into even a low budget porn movie. Everything about this breast seemed real!

Apparently, his gentle manipulations of even the fake breast were having an effect on Melinda, who seemed to settle back and enjoy the attention Mick was laving on her. He pinched and rolled the nipple which sprang to life, eliciting an appreciative moan from Melinda. Mick was pleased with himself, finding out early on that Melinda's nipples were her weak spot! A little playing with her freakishly long nipples, and she was putty in his hands. "... definitely special ...", Mick mumbled.

He delved his hand under the tight top and copped a feel of the fake flesh, truly admiring how it felt in comparison to the other breasts. Moving back and forth from tit to tit, Mick managed to get each nipple taut and straining. He freed her breasts from the confining top, and helped himself to feasting on the glorious orbs, suckling, gnawing, biting, and licking each one as he settled himself atop of her, making her spread her legs to accommodate him. The feel of her hands cradling his head, seemingly encouraging his bold advances, fueled him further.

Mick slid down along her abdomen, planting wet kisses along the way, until he was nestled between her parted thighs. Having raised her short skirt, he merely pushed aside the flimsy garment with his tongue and helped himself to some fruitful offering from Melinda. Mick realized this was the first he'd sampled her nectar, noting how he'd never do it after she'd been fucked, but since she just came out of the shower, he figured it'd be clean and fresh!

The sense of power thrilled him once again, as he felt Melinda's body begin squirming. He held her tight, laving his tongue over her swollen folds, and into the honey core, before suckling on her ever-growing clit. He treated her clit with the same attention he had given her nipples, rolling it, biting, gnawing, suckling, and lashing the tip of his tongue, repeatedly, over the sensitive knob.

He wasn't sure how many orgasms he had brought forth from Melinda, but he was relentless in his attack of her pussy. She had bucked and thrashed, several times, filling his mouth with the sweet syrupy liquid. He never stopped until she was a quivering mass of heaving jello, panting heavily in need of air, and some real cock! When Mick finally relented and pulled his cum-coated face away from Melinda's pussy, he was expectantly rewarded by Melinda's eagerness to fill her pussy with real cock!

She had practically raped Mick, sucked his cock to appreciable rigidity, and then mounted him. Keeping Mick pinned to his back, Mick allowed Melinda to ride him, bouncing up and down wildly on his shaft, as her massive breasts jiggled and bounced with her. The slap of flesh to flesh was matched by her flopping melons, bouncing like basketballs dropped from the rafters. Soon thereafter, Mick filled her pussy with his frothy cum. Melinda, dutifully sucked him clean after needing some guidance from Mick to do so.

While Mick was enjoying the post-coutal bliss, his cock imbedded in Melinda's mouth, a gentle knocking was heard, coming from the door. Mick pushed Melinda aside as he dismounted from the bed, fixing himself to be presentable by the time he reached the door.

Rather than finding room service with some food, Mick greeted Leon, who was standing patiently, waiting to escort Melinda to her appointed schedule. Mick ushered Leon into the room, and walked with him to find Melinda scrambling to fix her clothing. Mick could sense the confused look on Melinda's face as her eyes focused on what she expected to be room service.

"Look Melinda! It's time to go! You remember Leon here, don't you? He's the cabbie who picked us up at the bus depot! He's gonna take you back to your place!"

Again, Mick could see the confused look on Melinda's face as it twisted, trying to make sense of everything! Before she even had a chance, Mick filled in the answers to some of her unasked questions.

"Oh! This? This is my place! I can't stay in that rat trap of a motel! But I did pay for a week's stay for you! I can't be wasting money like that! Now you go with Leon, and do whatever it is you do best! Maybe, if you're good, I'll see you later tonight. If not, I'll see you tomorrow, after your filming shoot! Now get your ass up, and get going!"

Mick could see the frazzled mind of Melinda's spinning once again, tears welling up in her once bubbly eyes, despite the pills he had given her. He grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her from the bed, marching her slightly forcibly towards Leon. Despite her attempts at objections and repeated efforts to say anything, Mick had given her her marching orders and sent her on her way. At the door, just before Leon took her away, Mick added, "Melinda ... if you want to move in with me, get me the money you owe me!"

Mick chuckled slightly just before Leon yanked her towards the elevator! Leon had a time schedule to keep, and needed to get the prostitute back to the motel in timely fashion. Mick watched Melinda's ass as she stumbled down the hallway. He waited at the doorway, watching as the two waited for the elevator!

Perfect timing, Mick thought to himself as the elevator doors opened up. Leon and Melinda stepped aside to allow the young man from the hotel staff by as he pushed a cart filled with Mick's order from the evening. The bellhop was so preoccupied with his delivery, he paid no attention to the couple who got on the lift, after he got off! Mick welcomed the delivery and tipped the young man generously, confiding that he needed to take good care of this room!

Mick went back inside, and enjoyed the delicious food in the quiet, peaceful surroundings the room offered him. He allowed his mind to wander to Melinda's actions as he enjoyed the meal she so desperately wanted. He knew the pills would suffice to kill the hunger pains for a while, and without any food in her stomach, any drugs she took, would be absorbed that much quicker! He had confided in Leon, that he really had no intention of seeing Melinda that night, opting instead, to wander the streets in search of more prey to possibly add to his newfound business opportunity!

 

[little_golden]

Melinda was pleased with the thought of a relaxing night in a fine hotel room. It had been a long day of filming and her misadventure in the wood had been a nightmare. But now between her shower, (and unknown to her the power of the little pills) she felt in great form and full of energy. She was pleased to hear that Mick was ordering up room service.

Mick seemed so sweet as reached over and tucked a stray golden strand of hair behind her ear and praised her: She was too naive to appreciate his sweet talk for what it really as he went on:

"You look wonderful, and ready for a night out on the town! You had such a great night last night Melinda. I just figured you'd like to enjoy some more of the local flavor again tonight! I wouldn't worry one bit about your wonderful tits! It's just something else that makes you special ... and different!"

"Really? I don't want to embarrass you... I thought it looked a little freakish... Look at how my three nipples stand out.... People would talk.... But if you don't care" Melinda replied as she toyed with the idea of actually going out in public. She figured Mick was trying to be nice and would maybe buy her a few drinks and they could dance the night away. She'd rather be with Jim but lately it seemed like Mick had been pretty good to her. She felt she owed him for her rescue earlier that evening.

"Oh my..." Melinda giggled as Mick got a little frisky and groped at her middle breast. She realized he seemed fascinated with it and let him enjoy his little game with it. As he touched it and teased it Melinda could sense pleasure being transmitted electronically to stimulate her body. It was amazing that as he rubbed her middle nipple, her real nipples became more and more aroused and her nipples grew longer and harder like little telescopic devices. She felt a rush between her legs as her body turned hot and horny.

"Oh Mick" Melinda moaned softly. She was expecting the foreplay to lead to some heavy fucking and her body was craving male attention. Though Mick was gently teasing her nipples it was driving her crazy. Her heart was racing like a love sick teenager. But the fire between her legs was all woman.

I need to be fucked... I need it badly.... I didn't use to be this way... I can't help it... Mick just fuck me... Come on Mick Melinda thought to herself.

"... definitely special ..." Mick mumbled.

"What honey?" Melinda spoke softly but lost her train of thought as Mick delved his large hand right under the tight little top and copped a feel of the fake flesh, and in doing so rubbed all three breasts and sent another shudder of sexual need through Melinda's body. As his fingers, went from one huge breast to the next, and then slowly he went teasing from nipple to nipple, Melinda was hoping that Mick would fuck her lights out.

Melinda giggle and whispered " go on.. take em honey" as Mick freed her huge breasts from the confining top, and then helped himself as he freely began t o suck on her nipples. gnaw them, bite them and lick them. Melinda was fighting back the need to scream out in need. Her pussy felt cheated of a big hard cock and felt so hot, wet and horny. It seemed liked forever. She wanted Mick to free his big cock and to start ramming it back and forth to their mutual pleasure.

"Yes... Mick... Please... Oh yes" Melinda moaned as she felt Mick taking charge of the situation and settled himself atop of her.

"Yes... Yes" Melinda consented as Mick spread her legs under him which forced up her little bottoms and gave him such easy access.

She could feel the heat of his body against her. Her hard nipples pressed into
his hairy chest. She wrapped her hands around his neck to encourage him and then she braced her hands against the headboard as she anticipated his quick and needy penetration. She moaned loudly as he slid down body, planting his wet kisses every where before he finally ended up nestled between her thighs. The light from outside shone into their room as the curtains were still open.

"Maybe ... maybe we should close the curtains... turn out the light.... and put some music on" Melinda suggested trying to make the mood perfect and to add to their privacy. He didn't respond and she didn't care as he simply pushed aside the flimsy skirt and began to tongue her sweet sensitive spot. He was sucking her juices and it was thrilling and a real turn on for her.

"I'll suck your cock" Melinda offered casually testing to see if he wanted a 69. He didn't respond but continued to lavish his big soft tongue on her honey hole driving her to a sexual high and she now squirmed like a school girl under is masterful touch. Then he moved to her clit and repeated his game of teasing and arousing her. She was bubbling and craving his cock. She was desperate to be satisfied. She gripped the headboard tightly as she squirmed and wriggled under him.

"Ooooo.....AAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..........OOOooaaaaa" Melinda grunted out as Mick returned his attention to her weakness and he seemingly knew to force his hot mouth onto her nipples, as he nibbled sucked and bite one nipple while roughly rolling the tip of her her other nipple. It was insane how her body responded. She was twisting and bucking. She was moaning so loud that the neighbouring rooms could have heard her. She was in heat.

"Fuck me Mick.... " Melinda whined like a needy housewife. When Mick finally stopped she quickly hurried to suck him off. She positioned herself so Mick could feel her huge tits.

"I'll give you a world class blow job" she promised as she worked her mouth up and down over his big shaft. She lathered it up really good making it long, hot and ever so slippery. Using one hand she teased his dangling balls while she licked his bag to stimulate him as much as humanly possible. She didn't make a peep as the odd pubic hair became entangled in her hot mouth.

"Do you want a finger up your ass?" Melinda offered as she knew some men loved this sensation. Mick seemed in his own world as she started to pick up the pace as she let his big cock slid back and forth in her mouth as she gently scraped his shaft with her teeth. Now Melinda was sensing his need and it made her very smug and self satisfied that she was turning the table back on him.

"Now it's my turn!" Melinda as she position herself over Mick and straddled his cock.

"I'm going to ride that monster cock to heavenly bliss!" Melinda shouted out a little too loudly and in a giggly voice. She was higher than a lite thanks to the happy pills and her inhibitions had been completely washed away. She was feeling neither pain nor guilt as she straddled Mick's cock with great eagerness and need.

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooo.... All the way honey!!! Harder!!!" Melinda grunted as she pinned Mick in place and eagerly rode his big cock. It slid in easy and deep and she nearly fainted from the pleasure. She lifted her small soft hands to the back of her neck and then slowly used one hand to lift the long blonde hair into the air over her head. It big triple boobs loomed even larger.

A big wicked seductive smile beamed from ear to ear as she began to gallop onto top of his long slippery shaft. A series of short squeaky moans escaped her lips as she started to thunder down upon his manhood. The bed began to squeak and moan under the frantic pace. The headboard began a slow steadily increasing crescendo against the wall.

Melinda's huge triple breasts bounced up and down faster and faster in a hypnotic rhythm. After a few minutes Melinda squeezed her own nipples to maintain the sexual energy within her body. Melinda screamed out as she felt Mick explode within her depths. He was grunting and she now only heard him for the first time as she slowed her pace.

She lay beside him for a minute and knew she hadn't been completely satisfied. The fire was still burning and her need for more was insatiable. Taking the lead she dropped her head to his crotch and then gleefully took the semi limp cock and worked it over with all the effort she could muster. She wanted to bring it back to life despite hard breathing of Mick. She licked it and milked it of its gooey salty reward.

"Maybe ... maybe up the ass... as a treat" Melinda whispered but when there was an unexpected knock on the door, Mick just pushed her away and raced for the door.

"What the ..." Melinda started to complain but then assumed that maybe it was just the room service that Mick had ordered. She was now feeling famished and thirsty too.

Melinda was confused when Leon the cab driver entered their room. She hadn't been quick enough to scramble to get her things or even a bed sheet before Leon was in the room and catching a good eyeful of her naked beauty.

"What's going on.... We didn't order a cab" Melinda stated in a confused voice as she now tried to quickly put her boobs back into her tight top while pulling down the flimsy short shirt.

Mick laid it out in a plain and simple way:

"Look Melinda! It's time to go! You remember Leon here, don't you? He's the cabbie who picked us up at the bus depot! He's gonna take you back to your place!"

"What... What do you mean?" Melinda asked.

"I thought this was our place" Melinda added with obvious confusion.

Mick explained:

"Oh! This? This is my place! I can't stay in that rat trap of a motel! But I did pay for a week's stay for you! I can't be wasting money like that! Now you go with Leon, and do whatever it is you do best! Maybe, if you're good, I'll see you later tonight. If not, I'll see you tomorrow, after your filming shoot! Now get your ass up, and get going!"

Melinda felt both anger and frustration.

You can fuck yourself tonight... I'm not coming back... Melinda promised herself as she fought back tears.

"Hey... Ummm!" Melinda complained when Mick roughly grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her from the bed and marched her slightly forcibly towards Leon.

"I'm going!" Melinda announced as if she was only too happy to get away from Mick. She slipped into her super high heels.

Mick seem to smile as he added:
"Melinda ... if you want to move in with me, get me the money you owe me!"

"Bastard" Melinda called out as Leon pushed a button for the elevator.

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

Leon

Leon couldn't help but to notice how freakish the porn slut/hooker looked with three tits! Surely, that alone, should command a high price on the streets, even if she weren't quite a porn star yet. He was sure his four clients for the evening would enjoy her unique assets.

Leon was fully aware of Mick's sinister plans, and that the porn starlet was just a puppet in his money-making scheme. Leon saw nothing wrong in making a little of his own money off the top either. Mick made it easily available when he made the first purchase of illegal substances from Leon. He was grateful for the symbiotic relationship. They'd both benefit from Mysteria Hardwood's presence on the west coast.

There was no mistaking Mysteria's confusion and ultimate anger towards Mick when he practically kicked her out of his room, sending her back to her seedy stead. As he pushed the button, he heard her call Mick a 'Bastard'!

It was probably true, Leon thought as the doors opened and the bell hop pushed the tray out and down the hallway. Pulling the barely clad woman into the boxcar with him, the pair descended towards the main lobby. She was fuming even more now than before. He escorted her out of the plush lobby and to the waiting taxi. He let her get into the front seat, and then circled to the driver's side. Within moments they were out of the good section of town and headed towards the seedier section, where Mysteria was more at home!

They pulled up to the run down strip of rooms and Leon hustled her out of the cab and into her familiar surroundings. He checked his watch and noted he had some time to kill before the first john was due to be picked up and deposited. Leon looked to Mysteria who seemed to be talking to herself as she moved about the room. He swore she was nuts in some shape or form, but disregarded the conversation she was having with herself.

Sitting on the bed, he waited till she walked by him. He snagged her wrist and pulled her to the bed with him, quickly rolling her onto her back, and pinning her to the mattress with his weight. "You are one hot piece, and I don't think I can wait till the end of the night!"

That said, Leon quickly lowered her pink top, freeing all three tits, which he immediately assaulted, with his mouth and hands. With three large melons at his disposal, Leon found it quite to his benefit. He had one tit for his mouth, and one for each hand.

Leon wasn't sure whether it was because of his manipulations, or because Mysteria was truly a horny, sex-starved slut, but she was responding quite amorously to his rather rugged advances. Her voice seemed more sultry as she coaxed and encouraged him to take her and fuck her good.

Leon wasted no time, freeing his cock with her eager help. He plunged his shaft into her moist interior and fucked her frenetically while she humped back to meet each thrust. She was quite vocal in her encouragement, telling Leon what a great lover he was, and that he knew how to take care of a woman's needs, unlike Mick!

The two pumped and humped, the iron rail headboard, clanging a constant beat against the thin wall. The beads of sweat formed and mingled as the two bodies slammed into each other, Leon finally reaching his climax, burying himself to the hilt as his cock swelled and pumped his seed deep into Mysteria's pussy!

Even though Mysteria had praised Leon for his lovemaking ability, he treated her no differently than Mick, when he was done. He got up, after wiping his slick, spent cock on the dirty sheet, and redressed, leaving the half-dressed Mysteria Hardwood, panting heavily on the bed, a thin trail of cum seeping out of her swollen pussy.

Before he slipped through the door, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, thin pill bottle, placing it in the drawer next to the bed. "You were great honey! I'll be back in a little bit, with your first guest of the evening. If you need a 'pick-me-up', just pop a couple of these, and you'll be just fine! ... See ya in a little bit!"

Leon left the run down motel room and got into his cab, heading over to the business sector of town to pick up the first of Mysteria's four appointments for the night!

 

[little_golden]

Melinda didn’t quite believe that Mick had actually kicked her out of the hotel room. Leon was aggressive and demanding. He had been forceful and had utilized her to relieve his obvious need. He had fucked her long and hard. He had beaten her to the big rush and simply walked off before satisfying her needs. But he had insisted she take a few more happy pills and they always made Melinda dumb in the head but horny, hot and energized.

She felt dirty and took another quick shower. Then she heard a knock on the door and wearing only a towel she raced to the door assuming it was Mick.

"Just a second... I'm coming out of the shower" Melinda called out naively.

He’s probably had a change of heart… Maybe he was pissed off at having to find and rescue me in the woods…. Maybe he’s reconsidered Melinda secretly thought as she raced to the motel door. The towel was wrapped around her mid section but her big breasts were well displayed.

It was foolish but she pulled the door open without checking and a small skinny white man in his late forties pushed his way inside and quickly closed the door behind him.

“You’re Mysteria right…. The hooker...” the man blurted out.

“What?”

“You’re her… Leon described you… I’m here for your 9 o’clock… I paid Leon already.. I'm here to fuck your lights out... Leon told me you are one hot piece of tail... Holy shit... You got huge jugs...” the man blurted out as he pushed his way deeper into the motel room.

"Ummmm" Melinda mumbled as she bit her lower lip.

“This place is a fucking dump… But I guess you don’t care right… The old in and out right… But I ain’t rushing… I paid for an hour” the man blurted out as he handed Melinda a small black travel bag. Melinda was a little confused to be handed a travel bag.

“Clock is running so let’s get started… In the bag is the get up…. Get it on quick.... Let's go.. clock is ticking... I’ll help you with the straps and stuff….” the man continued to bark out his orders. Melinda felt like he was a producer the way he kept talking and talking.

Melinda took the bag and headed for the bathroom.

“No … no… change here… I want to see… You can do the final touches in the bathroom…. Then surprise me” the man continued as he pulled her back by the shoulders and helped her to unzip the bag. He then dumped the contents on the floor.

"Okay.. Okay" Melinda replied as she wanted to keep the John happy.

I'll fuck him fast... I'll wear him out... He can't keep up Melinda assessed.

Melinda didn’t know to do or say as she saw several pieces of some type of pink studded leather bondage outfit fall to the floor. There was a pair of knee high pink leather boots with a 5 inch heel, pink thigh high stay-up fish net stockings, a pink leather corset with half cups, a pink leather dog collar with silver studs, and then a variety of black leather bondage devices and studded bracelets. Unknown to Melinda at the bottom of the pile was a black hood with a ball gag.

"Drop the towel bitch... I want to see those magnificent tits... Holy fuck... You got three tits!" the man blurted out in sock.

"I'm going to fuck a freak... cool" he added as Melinda dropped the towel. He smiled and whistled in appreciation. Melinda felt like a stripper as the 40 something man eyed her up and down.

"You really got great jugs... and a shaved pussy... My wife says every slut shaves her pussy... That's how you know if a woman is a ho" the man spoke nervously.

Melinda didn't reply.

I'll humour him... It'll go faster... she thought secretly.

“First the stockings…” the man barked.

"Okay" Melinda replied with a sultry voice. She rubbed her nipples for a second to draw the man's attention. She could see a rock hard cock under his pants. The man was tenting and it turned Melinda on. As the man watched and enjoyed Melinda made a point of showing off her lovely legs as she slipped into the thigh high pink stockings.

“Now… the corset… I’ll tie it at the back….” the man barked. Melinda slipped into the pink leather corset. She turned around and the man lifted her hair and then pulled tight on the strings at the back. It was real tight and provided a little support but with only half cups her huge nipples were exposed and as he stared they grew harder and bigger.

“Okay… that’s it… you look very pretty… “ the man praised as he again eyed Melinda appreciatively. She smiled in response to his compliment. Slowly she was gaining confidence. So what if the guy was a little weird. He liked his women in lingerie - that was okay after all. Melinda always felt sexy in lingerie.

“Lie on the bed… That’s it… On your tummy…. I’m just going to strap you up… First your wrists… “

"Okay... Be gentle" Melinda replied softly as he strapped her wrists tightly together. Melinda was getting ore nervous as he lay on her tummy.

“Now Spread your legs … Very pretty…. I’m going to pull a little wider… I know you can do it… That was too easy… Let’s go wider…. You’re so flexible” the man praised as Melinda felt the straps firmly belted to her ankles and secures to opposite corners of the bottom bed frame.

Melinda grinned at him. She could feel her body responding. She knew she was going to get a good fucking. Her body was responding to the strange and menacing situation. But even though her wrists were tied she wasn't really afraid.

“We’re going to have a lot of fun….” the man spoke with a dark menacing tone.

"Sure... Sure we are" Melinda spoke bravely though her confidence was failing.

“Let’s just pull your wrists up here… Nice and tight to the top headboard” the man now grinned like the devil. Melinda was feeling more and more worried. The little warning bell was slowly going off in her head but she still didn't have the sense to try to run or escape.

The man affixed the studded dog collar.

“My wife says you need to wear the dog collar since your such a dirty bitch for going after her man” the man explained as he tied it snugly around her neck.

"What?" Melinda whispered as she wondered if she heard the man correctly.
Then he attached two studded bracelets to her left wrist and right ankle.

“She really hates you for trying to steal her man” the man explained as he double checked the straps.

“What…What are you talking about… I never met you before” Melinda spoke softly as she didn’t want to enrage her John since she was tied up and completely helpless. She wondered if Leon was even in the area. She hoped he was outside in the parking lot watching to make sure everything went down okay.

“Here we go bitch… My wife insisted on this touch” the man spoke with cynicism in his voice as he pulled up the black leather hood.

“No… no” Melinda whispered in shock as he pulled the dreaded mask to her face. It was hideous to look at. The mouth was zippered shut. There were two small eye slots lined with silver studs, there was a protruding leather nose with two small holes for air. There were silver studs that lined the zipper mouth, the bridge of the noise, and around the eye slots. It looked menacing and dehumanizing. Roughly he held her face as he slipped it onto her head and started to make adjustments.

She could feel him pulling her hair into a pony tail and then slipping it through an opening at the back. She could feel a tightening as the hood descended over the ponytail.

“There we go… Don’t resist me… If I tie it too tight you might choke… open your mouth and bit on the ball…. That’s the way fucking bitch” the man cursed as he now tightened the frankenstein like hood over Melinda’s neck and fastened it with a leather buckle under her chin and at the back of her head. Desperately she wanted to rip it off. But she couldn’t. Tied as she was she could reach it.

Melinda couldn't say a word.

“My wife says she’s going to make you pay for being such a bitch…. She says you’re a home wrecker….You ruined our marriage… Hos like you….” the man continued. Melinda tried to squirm and free herself but it was now impossible.

Melinda heard a knock on the door and turned her head to watch as the man opened the and pretty but slightly heavy pear shaped fortyish woman with red hair briskly walked in.

“So that’s the bitch…huh… She agreed … okay…huh… fucking ugly if you ask me… but a nice body…. What a ho…. I’ll teach her for trying to steal my man…. Fucking ho…. I’ll teach her a lesson” the woman went on in an angry rant.

“Mary-Beth…. Just as I promised you… You brought the strap on…. She’s all yours… You know it wasn’t my fault… She seduced me and all… I’m just a man you know.. She came on to me…. I want to repair the damage she’s done to our relationship… She’s a skank…. She’s probably wrecked other marriages too... This is payback for you” the man exclaimed.

Melinda started to squirm on the big double bed. She shook her head and tried to speak but it came out just as a series of grunts.

“She don’t even deny it Mary Beth!” the man went on. It was obvious that the wife had no idea that behind the zippered mouth piece that Melinda had a ball gag in her mouth.

“She promised me she wouldn’t scream of nothing… She told me you can fuck her too… Just like I fucked her when she seduced me after the Christmas party… If I wasn’t so lickered up I would have said no… But she caught me in a moment or weakness…. She was so embarrassed… She couldn’t look you in the eye and begged to wear the hood… But she’s real ashamed….and says she’s fully to blame” the man went on.

Melinda could see the rage building in the other woman's dark brown eyes.

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

The johns ...

Brian sat in the chair as he watched his irate wife strip out of her clothes. It was well worth the money he spent setting this up. The cost of the bondage outfit and the whore was necessary to save his marriage and his ties to MaryBeth's fortunes. It was also necessary to keep his affair with his secretary, Jamie, ongoing!

He had slipped up at the holiday party, forgetting to clean up after a raucous romp with Jamie atop the copying machine. Unfortunately, when he got home, MaryBeth was awake and waiting, and in a rare amorous mood! Not only did he have Jamie's scent all over him, there was no way he was going to be able to perform again! So Brian did what any normal man would have done ... confessed ... and lied ... at the same time!

He told his wife that a hooker approached him on the way home, and that she wouldn't take no for an answer. Since he was so drunk, he didn't know what was happening, and next thing he knew, he was in a back alley with the hoe riding his cock!

His lie did nothing to soothe her anger, but amazingly enough, she believed him! Her anger continued through the holidays, repeatedly bringing the incident up. Brian was tired of it, and contrived the notion of MaryBeth meeting the hooker who fucked him. He said it would take a while to find her, since he didn't know where she worked, but he'd recognize her when he saw her.

MaryBeth seemed to take solace in the fact that she was about to get revenge and teach the homewrecking whore a lesson or two. Everything fell into place when Brian was on his way home from work, taking the taxi, and Leon the cabbie told him of this hot piece of action!

Brian's hand reached into his pants and pulled out his cock, stroking it slowly as he watched his wife wrap the bull-sized strap-on around her waist and thighs. MaryBeth's large tits hung with noticeable sag. The fire in her eyes, were hotter than the flames in hell. She climbed aboard the bed, settling between the whore's parted legs, grabbing the cock with her fist, slapping it roughly against her pussy. "That's it honey! Spank that nasty pussy! Slap it hard, just like you spank the kids! Teach her a lesson!"

Brian's hand was gliding more smoothly now as his wife lubed the thick monster with the juice that was seeping from the whore's pussy. Brian wasn't sure his wife would be able to get the fist-sized cock into her pussy. But his wife insisted on using the biggest, fattest cock the store had in stock. She wanted to stretch the pussy so that any other cock would get lost in there!

MaryBeth pointed the huge tip at her entrance and tried unsucessfully pushing the cock past her tight hole. The whore was groaning and thrashing her head, whipping her ponytail about, but MaryBeth cared nonetheless! "Fucking BITCH! You're gonna take this cock whether you like it or ... NOT!"

MaryBeth practically lifted her whole body off of the whore and centered all her weight over the monstrous appendage. With a mighty grunt, MaryBeth slammed downward!

The room was filled with three distinct sounds simultaneously! Brian gasped, surprised that the whore was indeed able to take the huge cock into her pussy. MaryBeth sighed in satisfaction, her anger slightly abated with the glee of retribution. The whore's mufled scream was clearly indicating the intense pain she was in at the obese intrusion.

No one moved for a few seconds, Brian's fist tightening around his cock, MaryBeth grinding her hips against the bound whore's thighs. The only sound now in the room were the whimpers coming from beneath the hood, her head still rolling from side to side as MaryBeth palmed her tits and pressed hard, holdig herself up! "Keep still bitch! If you're gonna go around fucking married men, you might as well have a pussy that shows it! Now settle down and fuck me, just like you fucked my husband!"

MaryBeth didn't move until the whore settled down, finally adjusting to the pain and discomfort of such a huge cock buried in her hole. Her loud cries had softened to mere muffled whimpers as her pussy stretched taut around the oversized girth. MaryBeth then started sawing the cock in and out, determined to fuck the life out of the cheating whore. A rash of obscenities flowed from her mouth, calling the whore all kinds of foul names as she fucked the bitch mercilessly.

Brian, meanwhile, was matching his wife's strokes, with his own hand around his throbbing member. "Oh God, honey! That's it! That's how she fucked me! Just like that, and I'm gonna cum, just like I did!" Brian spurted several ropes of semen into the air, across his hand, onto the chair and floor in front of him. He heaved a heavy sigh as he slumped back.

MaryBeth looked over her shoulder at her husband with great disdain! "Sonofabitch, always cums too early," she snarled back towards the whore. "It ain't gonna be that quick with me!" MaryBeth refocused her efforts on fucking the whore, doubling her frequency and ferocity of te thrusts with renewed energy. By now, it was clearly evident by the frothy white cum around the black cockk that the whore was cumming from the abusive fucking, her hips wriggling and writhing beneath the insistent, non-stop fucking! MaryBeth had no concern for the hooker beneath her, caring less if she was enjoying the fucking or not! All that mattered was, that she was relieving the pent up frustration and anger!

When MaryBeth had finally expended all she had, she collapsed atop the whore. The two lay there motionless for a few minutes before MaryBeth carefully removed the straps. She then climbed off the whore, leaving the gorilla sized cock in the abused whore's pussy. MaryBeth then refastened the straps around the whore's hips and thighs, keeping the cock buried in her helpless twat. "A cunt like yours should never be without a cock!"

MaryBeth then reached into the black bag and produced another, thinner, more normal sized cock with straps attached. MaryBeth eyed the cock adoringly, then looked menacingly towards the whore! "Well! You fucked my husband! I fucked you! Now it's time for you to fuck me!"

MaryBeth moved to the head of the bed and fastened the strap-on cock around the whore's hooded head, placing the cock where her zippered mouth was. She fastened the straps around the back of her head and tested its sturdiness! "Time to take this little boy for a ride," she claimed before climbing atop the bed and straddlng the whore's shoulders, positioning her own cnt over the thin tip.

MaryBeth gripped the iron rails of the headboard and then eased herself down over the thin cock, working it until it was fully inside her damp channel. settling her ass on the whore's chin, and her clit mashed against the whore's nose! MaryBeth grabbed the blonde ponytail and pulled up tightly on the rein, and whooped like a cowgirl. "Come on and make me cum you little fucker!"

It was difficult for Brian to determine whether the whore was actually fucking his wife, or if his wife was yanking on her head so hard, that the whore couldn't help but fuck his wife's pussy. Nevertheless, it was an intense scene as Brian watched his wife's creativeness, never knowing she had it in her! Eventually MaryBeth came with a thunderous explosion of her own, leaking pussy juice all over the whore's hooded mask!

MaryBeth disengaged from the bound slut, looked at her watch and proclaimed that their time was up! As she was getting dressed, she barked at Brian. "I'm still pissed at you, but I feel a whole lot better now! Get your ass dressed, and let's go!"

Brian was dressed in an instant, but as MaryBeth was walking out the door, he stopped and pointed to the whore. "But ... but ..."

MaryBeth cut him off! "Leave the bitch as she is! Come now if you want any chance of getting some when we get home!" MaryBeth stormed out the door!

"Okay honey! Be right there. I just gotta take care of one thing!" Brian ran into the bathroom and filled a dirty glass with warm water. He returned to the bed, opened the drawer and dumped two pills into his hand. He moved the cock out of the way, unzippered the mouth and pulled out the slime covered rubber ball. "Your pimp, said you would need these when we were done!" Brian dumped the pills into her mouth, tilted the glass to her lips and ensured she drank and swallowed. "You're great for being such a trooper," he soothed before placing the ball gag back in place, zippering the hood, and returning the cock to its previous position.

"BRIAN!?!?"

Brian scrambled out the door in a flash. ...

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

The johns (continued) ...

Damon walked into the run-down room with alook of shock, surprise, and appreciation, spackled across his face. He had been told that the whore was a freaky chick into all kinds of wild, kinky stuff! Never in his years, would he have imagined walking into the scene that lay before him! There she was, a naked three-titted woman, bound to the bed in spread eagle fashion, clothed in pink leather bondage gear, completed with a black, leather, hooded mask! The cock sticking up in the air where her mouth should be was a nice touch to the bloated elephant cock in her cramped pussy! Things couldn't be better, and he whistled his appreciation, announcing his arrival.

The elderly man walked up and gently placed a hand on her right tit and massaged the balloon as he took a seat next to her! "It's so nice to see you got prepared before I even got here," he quipped, now moving his hand to the middle tit. He toyed with the hard nipple as he licked his lips, placing a little black bag next to her body. "We're gonna have so much fun," he commented, sliding his hand over to the third tit.

Damon lowered his mouth to the first tit and began suckling on the orb, making sure his mouth was very much like a vaccuum, sucking and suckling on her nipples, drawing her taut nipples deep into his mouth, clamping his teeth at the base, then drawing them across her tender tips. He delighted at the feel of the hooker squirming beneath him as he delighted on her tits. He moved from tit to tit, settling himself between her parted legs, never undressing, but pushing the imbedded strap-on, back into the abused hole. His fingers kept the unattended nipples hard and stretched, constantly twisting and pulling them, taking acute notice how she responded to his touch, as abusive as it was.

This continued for nearly ten minutes, Damon doing nothing other than focus all his attention on her three tits. However, he suddenly stopped, sat up, and reached for the little black bag, placing it on the hooker's belly. He opened, what looked like a doctor's pouch, and produced a spring loaded clothespin. As he held it up, an evil smile grew on his face!

He resumed toying with the leftmost nipple, tugging and twisting it, then quickly snapped the clothespin around the base of the rubbery nipple, trapping the blood in the engorged exposed tip. He did the same with the other two, feeling the whore twitch, jump and jerk beneath him, every time he clamped a clothespin closed.

Every twitch of her writhing body rubbed against his crotch, slowly increasing his arousal. One by one, he kept producing clothespins, which he attached to the lily white flesh around her nipples, decorating a star-like design around each trapped nipple. When he was done, each tit had eight clothespins, pinching her flesh in symmetrical fashion, all the way around her huge melons, along with a clothespin on the nipple itself! The hooker's hips were writhing non-stop at this point, her actions, rubbing against his crotch, bringing Damon's arousal to a near-full hardness.

"Ahh, such a lovely picture! They were right! You are a freaky girl! Now get ready, you're gonna love this!" Damon then removed the three clothespins on each nipple, causing the blood to flow through the extremities once again! The girl bucked violently underneath him, and Damon rubbed his crotch lewdly against her pink leather corset, mocking a titty fuck if his cock were freed at that moment. He smiled smugly before lowering his lips to the red tips, resuming his aggressive suckling, drawing the tips deep into his mouth before scraping his razor teeth across the sensitive peaks. He then replaced the clothespins when his mouth left each tit.

After several more minutes of this nonstop torture, Damon slid down lower on the bed and hovered over the abused, cock-filled pussy that lay before his eyes! "Ahh, such a lovely picture! A pretty pussy should always be filled with a nice cock!" He then produced more clothespins!

Running his finger along the juncture of her lips and the cock, he pulled away the fleshy, swollen petal, revealing the dripping wet, pink interior. He then quickly snapped a clothespin, fastening the fleshy petal to the juncture of her inner thigh, keeping the petal pulled open. He repeated the process on the other side, adding more and more clothespins, pulling her puffy lips obscenely open wide, exposing how her inner pink muscles were in constant twitching motion, sucking on the large black dick inside. Rivers of shimmering, glistening fluids seeped from the inner channel. Damon cooed in obvious enjoyment, watching the hooker's hips wriggle from side to side, a constant twitching, wriggling, writhing, going on as she dealt with his abuse. Her torment only fueled his arousal, finally getting his cock to full erection.

Damon then focused his attention on the hooker's clit, rubbing his finger insistently over the bud, that had been exposed for quite some time. When he finally pinched the clothespin closed over her clit, the hooker's ass rose nearly two feet off the bed, much to his enjoyment!

"Looks like I'm not going to need any lube today," he commented, as he began undoing the straps around the hooker's waist, and thighs. Ever so carefully, making sure he didn't cause the clothespins to come undone, he eased the gigantic monster cock out of the slut's pussy! The black cock shone with her slick juices, and by the time it was completely out, her pussy was stretched obscenely wide open, revealing a deep black abyss of a hole, oozing a steady steam of viscous liquid.

Damon coiled his fingers and dipped them into the gaping hole and pushed forward with great ease. In no time at at all, he was in, to his knuckles. Curling his thumb into his hand, he pushed further and whistled as her pussy enveloped his fist! Her copious fluids were soaking his arm as he began fist fucking her pussy, ramming his fist, pushing deeper and deeper with each thrust, measuring his progress by how close he was getting to his elbow!

He let out a stream of obscenities as he fucked mercilessly, telling the whore how much she was going to cum from his fucking!

True enough, she began responding to his efforts, but what really pushed her over the edge, was when he began removing the clothespins one by one! Each rush of blood, caused a whole series of electrical explosions erupting within her body, causing her to thrash as the waves crashed upon her. One by one, each clothespin was removed from around her pussy, timed perfectly to keep her roller coaster ride on a constant crescendo. But when he removed the clothespin from her clit, she bucked violently, pushing herself deeper onto Damon's arm!

But it didn't stop there! He continued by removing the clothespins from around her tits and nipples, causing the hooker to ultimately piss a seemingly non-stop stream of clear liquid all over the place, soaking herself, Damon's arm, and the bed beneath her!

Damon abruptly pulled out his arm with a loud plop, and laughed at the pussy fart that slipped out from all the trapped air. He cleaned his arm off on the bed sheet, before standing next to the bed and whipping out his hard cock. Staring down at the naked bombshell's bound body, and gaping wide, open hole, he proceeded to jack off. Within seconds his cock erupted, sending ropes of his spunk, decorating her heaving tits with his white spackle.

Damon dressed, went to the bathroom, and returned to her with a glass of water. Just like the john before, he fed the hooker two white pills, and thanked her for a wonderful evening, before slipping out the door! He left her there, still bound, just as she had been since the beginning of the night, but now, the huge strap-on cock lay between her legs on the stained bedding, and scattered about her distinctively marked body were a littany of clothespins! ...

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

Mick

Mick enjoyed the wonderful meal and the oppulence of his surroundings. Things were only going to get better, he assured himself! He was still amazed at his luck. He was now living in a nice hotel suite, at the expense of Bombster Productions, all while, their little porn starlet to be was whoring herself out for his profit! He really didn't care much for her. She was just a means for him to make some quick cash, and he was going to do whatever he could, while the going was good. Even he couldn't tell how long it would last!

He dressed in some nice garbs and headed out to the strip in search of the local action. It didn't take him long to find the ladies of the night, and where they frequented. He was propositioned by a bunch of them, but noted how skanky they appeared, and the fact they all had pimps, and pretty mean looking body guards. He shunned them all, in search of some more new prey, ones that were new to the city, much like Melinda. It was then, that the idea truly hit him! He knew exactly where to find such easy prey in such a large city!

He headed back to the bus terminal where they, themselves had arrived. The newcomers were always so easy to spot! They were the ones with an overstuffed duffel bag, wide eyes, and no one to greet them! Whether they were runaways, or young naive starlets, they were all the same! Prey for the vultures! The only problem, was that in these current times, many of the girls who ventured into these parts were warned about the likes of his type! Mick had a solution for everything, already coming up with a scheme in his mind.

Mick called Leon and found out that Mysteria was with her third client of the night. Even Mick had to laugh when Leon told him that it was two gay men, who were using the dildo attached to her hooded mask to butt-fuck them, while the other sucked on his cock! The image in Mick's mind was just too funny, imagining Melinda's nose stuck up some guy's ass, as he rode a cock on her face.

Mick praised Leon for sticking to the little rule that Mick had challenged him with! He wanted to make sure that his little piece of action did not get any real cock in her pussy that night! Sure she got fucked by the woman, she got fisted by the doctor, she was used as a play toy by two gay men, and lastly she was about to get a police baton ramrodded up her ass by a dirty cop, who was on the take! All four johns had freaky fetishes, and none of them wanted to fuck a dirty whore! They just needed outlets for their wild fantasies! A three-titted, freaky porn star was just the ticket!

Mick arranged to met Leon in little over an hour, and they would settle their debts!

When Mick arrived at the motel, he could hear the cop inside, apparently giving it good to Melinda. the iron rails of the headboard were banging noisily against the wall! Mick shook hands with Leon, and the two exchanged money, going back and forth! Leon gave Mick his asking price for the porn star's services, and Mick then gave Leon ten percent back, as a finder's fee. He then gave Leon an additional amount for the illegal drugs he supplied, keeping the woman on a constant high that she'd definitely need downers to come off of! It was all a ploy to keep his hooks in his little moneymaker!

The two chatted for a while about Mick's plan at the bus stop, and Leon agreed, Mick's idea was solid He assured Mick, he'd help any way he could!

A short while later, the two spotted the policeman leave the motel room, looking around conspicuously, ensuring no one spotted him. Mick thanked Leon again, patted him on the shoulder and dismissed him for the night! He then headed to room thirteen.

He took one look at the woman on the bed, and knew she had been used hard! The marks were evident all over her body, the cum stains all over the chair, floor, bed, mattress, and her! Her pussy was swollen, red, and abused. The huge dildo remained between her legs. Remnants of items used on her remained scattered about! The place was a total mess ... including her!

Mick feigned a look of concern on his face as he neared her. "Oh my! Look at you! Let me help you!"

He proceeded to undo the binds around her ankles, then freed her wrists. Next, he loosened the straps on the cock fastened to her face, then removed the hood and the rubber ball gag! She was sweaty and clammy underneath the leather, her hair a ratted, tangled mess!

Careful not to ruin his nice clothes, he found a small clean spot on the bed to sit as Melinda rubbed her wrists and ankles, struggling to sit up huddled against the railing at the head of the bed. She sat there with her knees pulled to her chest, arms wrapped tightly around.

Mick reached out with a soothing hand and caressed her leg. "It's okay! The night is over! Your hair, however ..." Mick reached up and tugged sharply on the blonde locks, pulling her wig off! "I know your dirty little secret Melinda! We both know! There's no use hiding it anymore! If you want to be a blonde, we'll go get your hair bleached and dyed! There's nothing wrong with being yourself, if you want to be a movie star! But no matter where you go, there's always bills that need to be paid, and people that need to be taken care of!"

Mick reached into his pocket and pulled out a rolled joint. He lit it up, took a couple long drags and holding his breath, placed the tip to Melinda's mouth. In an exhaled breath he told her to take a hit, that it'd make her feel better.

She was tentative at first, but relented, and soon, she was more relaxed, sitting there talking to Mick. Mick realized that the little happy pills she had been fed all night were having a definite effect, because she became quite talkative, rambling on and on, while her touches to his body became more and more amorous. Soon she was groping at him, trying to get to his cock while Mick playfully slapped her hands away.

"You're too dirty! And I'm not gonna fuck you in this place! It stinks! But I will let you suck my cock since you seem to need it so badly!" Mick opened his pants and whipped out his cock for Melinda to go down on. For the first time, Mick was rewarded with the sight of her natural brunette head bobbing hungrily along his length! It didn't take long at all, for Mick to spill his insides into her hungry mouth.

When he was done, he reminded Melinda that the filming studio limo would be by to pick her up in the morning! "Maybe tomorrow, when you're done filming, we can talk about how to get you out of this place. That is, if you want to move in with me?" Mick knew he hooked his fish again, playing with her as he began reeling her in again. Before leaving, he left a couple blue pills on the bedside table! "If you can't get to sleep, you may want to try these! See ya tomorrow babe!"

Mick wandered out into the darkness of the night, confident of what the next day would bring. On his travels, he fisted the wad of cash in his pocket, and picked up a lady of the night to accompany him back to *his* room. He fucked her good, relieving his tension, paid her, and shooed her off! He slept like a baby and woke the next morning, ready to set his plan in action. All he needed to do was wait for Melinda's filming to be done!