The Wrong Decision....non consent-need a player :)

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Shannon Holland: 22, college senior, 5'6, 130 lbs, 36C breasts. Chin length blonde hair, dark brown eyes, creamy pale skin with freckles over her nose and cheeks. She works late nights at a video store to make extra spending cash during her last year of college. It's after her shift one night, on her way home, when her car suddenly quits. Alone on the dark country road, she spots a car.....but should she have accepted the ride?

IC:

I had just finished locking up the front door and was so ready to go home. Today had been so stressful, and all I wanted was a hot bath, a cup of cocoa, and then my soft queen sized bed. Looking around the parking lot to make sure the coast was clear, I hurried to my car, hunched over to ward off the bitter wind that was blowing. I could hear thunder in the distance and I smiled to myself. How I loved thunderstorms. So peaceful yet exciting at the same time. I only hoped I made it home before the storm hit. My windshield wipers barely worked, and driving through a torrential downpour wasn't something I wanted to do tonight.

My car was a beast. Old and definitely not dependable. But being a poor college student who depended only on myself, I couldn't afford better. So far, she'd gotten me from point A to B without any major mishaps.

As soon as I closed the door behind me, the rain hit. Cursing under my breath, I started the engine, listening to her engine rumble loudly as I pressed the gas. Flipping on my wipers, I muttered again as only one began to flop back and forth. Damn I couldn't wait till I graduated and had a good job. Maybe then I could replace this old monster.

About 20 minutes later, I was finally on my road, a winding, skinny county road that would take me to the apartment I could barely afford. That was why it was so far out from the rest of town; it was cheap. As I rounded a sharp curve, I heard my car give a loud growl and then suddenly I was left without power. No music, no headlights, no windshield wipers. Panicking, I twisted the wheel to the left, and felt myself begin to skid on the wet road. Crying out, I turned the wheel the other way, and finally felt myself slowing down. I ended up in the ditch, my back end in the deep crevice, front poking up in the air.

"Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit!" I yelled, opening my door and climbing out to assess the situation. Hopeless. That's what it was. After 10 seconds of being in the rain, I was drenched, my black work shirt clinging to my curves, my hair plastered to my cheeks and forehead. There was no way I could move my car, and I had no cell phone or way to contact anyone. The nearest store was 20 minutes behind me and home was still 20 away. And that was in the car. "Fuck. Now what?"

I started to climb back in the car, pushing my now soaked hair out of my face. There was nothing to do but wait till the downpour ended so I could walk home. But then I noticed the headlights hurtling toward me. The car was going way too fast for these conditions and I envisioned myself getting ran over as the car neared me. I jumped into the ditch just as the car passed by, a plume of water pouring over me. Then brake lights flashed, and the car slowed down. Finally, it stopped. I watched nervously as reverse lights came on and the car backed toward me. Climbing out of the ditch, I waited by the side of the road, safely out of the way of the car. When it was in front of me, the passenger door opened, and a deep voice said, "Get in.

I bent over to peer inside the car and saw a man, well, really a boy. He couldn't have been older than me. And he was rather good looking. He smiled at me, and motioned for me to climb in. "Would you rather stand out here and catch a cold? I'll take you to a phone. It looks like you got yourself into a bit of trouble, ma'am. I'd just like to help." He lifted his hands in the air. "I promise I'm harmless." His grin was infectious, and I felt the nervousness leave my body. I nodded and hurried to his car, sliding into the passenger seat.

"Thank you so much," I said, running my hands over my hair and then pulling my drenched shirt from my breasts. "I didn't know what I was going to do. I'm so lucky you came along."

By now we were on our way, and he turned to look at me. The smile was gone. That was when I started to wonder if maybe I'd made the wrong decision.


OOC:

Now I need someone to play my so called "rescuer". PM me if interested, with a small character bio. Thanks.

MTILC
 
grant

what a lousy night, no one is going to be out in this I may as well go home I had been cruising around hoping for some fun but there was no one around, I had everything ready back at the ranch, but no takers.

wait a minute, do I see? yes I do!

young, wet and very helpless, stranded by the side of the road, car in a ditch yes, of yes

Slowing down and trying not to look too eager, I roll push open the door of my old Mustang.

"Would you rather stand out here and catch a cold? I'll take you to a phone. It looks like you got yourself into a bit of trouble, ma'am. I'd just like to help."

There is a moments pause, uncertainty, then she gets in and sits down, and I have to avoid staring at her as she pushes her blond hair back and pulls the wet cotton from a very nice body.

"Howdy, my names Grant, where can I take you" I ask, the smile gone from my face as I flick the lever and watch her as the tiny injection in her buttock starts to put her gently to sleep, amused as she tries to fight the feeling.

"My place? Ok then lets go to my place" I know she can hear me as we drive and I chat, hear me but not move or speak,

"guess I will have to make all the convesation!, let me tell you what fun we will have tonight!"

this one looks like the best yet I think as I head off to the ranch.
 
OOC: Thanks Pip, for playing with me. ;)

Shannon:

His smile was gone, and when I realized that I might be in trouble, I felt a tiny sting in my bottom. I winced and jerked a bit, reaching behind me to rub the tingly spot on my ass. Looking at him again, I realized I could hear him talking, but I couldn't respond.

I shake my head, lifting my hands to my temples, rubbing them. It felt as if there was a fog clouding my mind, and I looked at him again. He was smiling once more, but this time it seemed evil and sinister. Oh God, what had I gotten myself into?

"My place? Ok then lets go to my place." I heard him say, and I tried to shake my head to tell him no, but by now I couldn't move a muscle. Even my eyes were locked onto his face. I could only breathe and hear everything he was saying.

"Guess I will have to make all the conversation! Let me tell you what fun we will have tonight!" That didn't sound good. What the hell was he talking about? I was still struggling to figure it out when the blackness overtook me.

When I came to, we were stopped in a driveway, and I could see the dark form of a house standing in front of the car. Where the hell was I? I still couldn't move and I noticed that the driver seat was empty. Where was the man? Why couldn't I move? How the hell was I supposed to get out of this? Then my door opened, and I moaned a bit, but no sound came out. When I felt his hands slip under my legs, I closed my eyes and began to pray.
 
Grant

lightweight, lovely it is so easy for me to lift her from the car, slim but curvy, a super tight body, hopefully not too experienced, but the best ones are imaginative, even ones so young we like to surprise after all

Quickly moving her into her 'room' and laying her down on the bed in centre of the room I watch in amusement as she looks around at the mirrors covering the walls, the glass shower cubicle and toilet and at the racks of 'clothes' and the shelf of fun toys.

Still immobilised she looks so pretty and vulnerable, long smooth legs, pretty, innocent face as she looks up at me through troubled eyes, and such full lips, and those breasts! tempting, but no, restrain yourself Grant, no need to hurry

"to get out of here my lovely girl you must entertain; when you can get up peep through the little spy hole over there and you will see the machine that awaits those who fail to please"

A small peephole will show her the contraption that she will have to 'ride' should she not please me. It is quite surprising how willing they become, when they work out how it works! Where they 'fit' into the machinery so to speak. Especially if they have to get close enough to it to smell the sweat, and other aromas, on the leather of the seat.

"I will let you rest and recover from my little drug; when you wake and can move about I will explain how it works around here and what you have to do to get out, and of course I wll let you know your first challenge."
 
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Candy I just love all of your ideas!!!!

You told me to post post post, so I am using one to praise you girl! ;)

Cannot wait to see where this one goes :D\

Vixy:kiss:
 
OOC: Thanks Vixy :) I'm kind of unaware too...Pip keeps surprising me :D

Shannon:

I lay on the bed and cry. I can feel the drugs wearing off of my tired body, but I almost don't want them to. No telling what I'll have to do when I can actually respond and move about.

The sight of the machine has frightened me beyond belief. What the hell is that thing? I know that I'm here to be raped...but that?? I've only been with one man before, and he was sweet and gentle with me. Now I was about to be put through something that no woman should ever have to deal with.
And I was scared. Scared to death.

I wondered what my "first" challenge was to be. And how many challenges I was to go through. If I passed them all, would I be set free? Probably not. I'd seen his face. The thought of that made me start sobbing again. I had to escape. It was my only chance of survival. The only one.

I lay on the bed in the tiny room he's placed me in and wait for him to come back. I know it won't be long, and I tremble constantly as the minutes stretch. Finally, I hear a key in the lock and I sit up, swallowing my tears. He will NOT see my weakness. That's one thing I decide. He'll never ever know how badly he's gotten to me. When I die, at least I'll still have my pride.
 
Grant

"Hello, glad you are awake, I will now tell you what is expected of you"

"You are the latest 'star' of my website. Your every move is watched by my subscribers, that is apart from 30 minutes before each challenge when you can get ready, and perhaps carry out any personal hygeine matters you may have.

The rules are simple, complete the challenge and you score points, fail or refuse the challenge and you go on my special machine. Get enough points and you are free to go. To be honest I think most of my subscribers prefer the machine to the challenges!

I think a video of the machine in action would be helpful at this stage."

I turn on the screen behind the glass mirrored wall and watch her eyes widen as she watches.

A black girl, she looks remarkably like Serena Williams the tennis star, is sitting in the leather saddle of the 'horse', her feet in the stirrups. Her hands are tied together and lifted forward and upwards above her head by a white rope.

She is naked, huge breasts pulled up and swinging, shiny with perspiration. The split screen has a close up of her face, the other screen shows her side on. She is obviously scared, eyes everywhere, beads of sweat on her forehead. Her eyes suddenly widen and she raises up on the stirrups, thigh muscles tense as a dildo slides up into her, she cannot escape it, it is vibrating and self lubricating, even her strong thighs cannot lift her clear of it, not for long anyway!

A second probe is starting up and probing her anus, she is shaking her head in disbelief as the twin dildo's start to push in and out, with each stroke probing higher, soon as the speed increases she is pulling on the rope trying to get higher, further away, but it is useless, her thighs are burning as the machine ravishes her.

My guest has a frozen shocked face as she stares, the noise of machinery and groans of the girl fill the room.

"So my dear, thats the forfeit. Your first task easy, and should get you warmed up nicely. I want you to entertain these three gentlemen who will watch you via our cctv, you can dress up as you wish and use your imagination"

Screens show the lower parts of 3 men, each with soft cocks. "perform for them and make them cum, you get a point for each orgasm, 2 points if you can convince our viewers that you have had one yourself"

"Choose your outfit from the rack there, use any of the toys if you want, we start in 30 minutes, I'll leave the video on for you, she lasts quite along time, amazing thighs don't you think"

'serena' is up in the stirrups just like a jockey, knees forward, bottom to the rear, muscles shiny and taut as she trys not to sink back onto the twin probes as they 'fuck' without mercy. Up into her body they go, in and out all the time the tempo varies and the vibration increases. Her breasts swinging, head back as her groans are heard above the sound of the machine.

"Amazing! don't you think?"

My new 'star' just stares open mouthed.

"Back in 30 mins, you get ready, or..well you know"

OOC; PM's would be nice from anyone who wants to 'appear' in the challenges.
 
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Shannon:

There is no way I will do this. No way at all. I'm not like that, not like HER. She seems to be enjoying the machine, even if she is trying to avoid it. Her noises are loud and sound like she's pleasured, even as she strains to stay away from the hard toys sliding in and out of her.

Then I think...I know I couldn't handle that. No way in hell. What was I supposed to do? I sobbed out loud, pacing around the room, pausing in front of the rack of costumes that he'd left with me. My gaze looked over the assortment of toys and lubes on the table, and I grimaced at the thought of pleasuring myself for these sickos on the internet.

But then my eyes drifted back to the screen and I realized that would be worse. Now steadily crying, my hands began touching and looking through the many outfits hanging from the rack. Not caring, I finally grab one and start tugging it on.

It's a schoolgirl outfit. What odd things turn men on I think as I tug the white knee highs up over my legs. Adding the short black and red plaid skirt and then the white button down shirt with the matching red tie, I try to will my mind away from whats about to occur. I go to the mirrored wall and use one of the brushes to part my short hair and tie it up in pigtails. The shirt is almost too small, and my C cup breasts are straining to be released. The skirt barely covers my ass as I turn around to check out the rear view of my body. Sighing, I sit on the bed and strap on the black high heeled Mary Janes, and then wait on the bed for my captor's return. Hopefully, he'll have more directions for me. I really have no idea what to do, and the idea of riding that machine scares me.
 
Grant

I love this bit, whilst they think the cameras are off and I can watch them get ready.

The girl can't take her eyes off 'Serena'; there is a mixture of horror and facination on her face as she watches the black girl scream through a series of intense orgasms before collapsing as the machine slows down, her body stretched between the rope and the twin dildo's. The rear camera shows clearly the size and stroke of each dildo as they slide in and out in opposite time, her openings stretched around them, the sound clearly audible, wet slaps and sucking noises. Her black athletic buttocks quivering with each vibrating, thrust.

Her sweating body continues to jerk as the machine slows down, the close up shows her eyes rolling, her mouth hanging open, saliva dripping from her lips.

I can't help but stroke myself as she examines the different outfits and then chooses the school girl clothes, she is quite like the girl who 'donated' them actually, bigger breasts though, and her legs seem to go on forever. Perfect slim smooth body, firm breasts, sweet little face and those full red lips mmm.

She changes as if at the beach, careful not to expose to much, the viewers will love that, teasing us. shaven or not shaven? we will soon see! Anyway there is shaving eqipment there for her should we need it. Its fun to watch her looking at the 'toys' she has not dared touch any yet, and looked aghast at the larger one, and very puzzled by the strap on's. so much to look forward to!

My guest viewers are already quite excited, laying back ready, their cocks hard, watching, one even has his own vibrator, I wonder what he is going to do with that! And the black guy, wow I thought I was big. Party time

Flicking the mike I let her know we are ready.

"Ok my dear, if you look to the mirror behind you you will see your 'audience' is ready, perform for them, all you have to do is make the cum for you.
It should be easy, they are quite dirty old men, you are the freshest thing they have seen in years. Don't forget you get extra points if you convince the voters that you have cum as well.
The world wide cameras are on now, party time"

She looks round for the cameras, and sees the little red lights in front and to each side of her, the bright lights and the mirrors.

The small bench like bed in the middle of the room, and the small table and chair. Then back to her audience, watching from behind the glass. Visible only from the waist down, hands gentle fondling themselves. I wonder how many cocks she has seen?

"Oh, our audience likes to hear your voice, some girls find that hard to do, but do your best, choose your own music."
 
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Shannon:

I'm amazed at the many toys he's laid out in front of me. Also by the penises behind the glass. One of them is a black man, and wow, he's really really big. I've only seen one penis before, and it was nowhere near as big as that one. Curious, I step closer to the glass, then, realizing what I'm doing, I back up quickly, my knees hitting the edge of the bed. Nervous now, I hesitate, and hearing the "man's" voice telling me I only have a minute left to start before I lose the challenge, I sit quickly on the mattress and stick my hand under my skirt.

"Now, now, I know you can do better than that. 30 seconds." the bodiless voice intones, and I sob again, this time reaching up with both hands to cup my breasts. My nipples are already hard, probably because it's so cold in the room, and I squeeze them, tugging on them just a little. A new feeling shoots through me, making me press my thighs together. What was that?

Watching the three men behind the glass, I find myself amazed at what they're doing. Their hands are stroking up and down their penises, and all because I touched my breasts through a shirt. I wonder.....

A little more bravely..."This isn't so bad." I think to myself.....I slowly unbutton the shirt, baring my flat tummy and bra covered breasts to the men. My hands slide over the bra, again teasing my nipples. This time I moan a little, when I see a drop of white come out the top of the black man's penis. Hurriedly now, I unsnap the front of my brassiere, and ease it and the shirt off my shoulders. Breasts now free, I cup them again, my fingers rolling over the hard pink nipples. My head falls back, and I lift one foot to the edge of the mattress, my skirt falling up around my waist baring my white cotton panties to the men.

One of my hands slips down over my stomach and between my thighs. Pressing a finger against the crotch of my underwear, I can feel a wet spot growing. My body is betraying me, but I find that I don't care. Standing up, I quickly drop the skirt around my ankles, my panties soon following. Sitting back on the bed, dressed only in the thigh highs and Mary Janes, I place both heels on the bed and slide a finger over my now exposed pussy. I have a little hair just above my mound, but the rest is shaven. Another thing my ex taught me. Easing my finger into my slit, I moan louder as I make contact with my slippery clit. The men in the windows are jerking harder now, their hands so fast that I can barely make them out.

I tease my pussy with my fingers, easing them in and out of myself, amazed at the feeling. Looking over to the right of the bed, I realize that there are still several toys to be examined. No longer worrying about the men or who's watching, I crave release. Reaching to my right, I grab a long black dildo. It's about 8 inches long and thick. My legs still spread on the bed, I use both hands to push it into myself and I cry out when I feel it stretching me. Falling backward onto the mattress, I begin shoving the lifelike cock in and out of my pussy. I can hear how wet I am, and I realize the men can too. That makes me even hotter. One hand goes to my clit and I stroke it as the fake penis slides in and out faster and faster. My moans are continuous now, and I can feel my tummy tightening as the friction grows. Finally, my eyes close and my back arches as I reach climax. I scream out, "Ohh god, ohh god, how...I didn't know...oh my god I'm coming!" I keep shoving the dildo in and out of myself until the climax slows down, and my muscles stop trembling.

Laying on the bed, I slowly come back from wherever it is I was, and I sit up. My eyes take in the now limp penises of the three men, and the come covered hands. I realize what I've just done, and I immediately jump up and grab the shirt I'd abandoned earlier. Crying now, I jerk it on and yell, "OK! I did it! Now let me go! Damn you, let me go!"
 
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Grant

Wow this one is the best, slow at first but the way she took that dildo, the guys came way to quick though, she could have stopped just by flashing those tits, the black guy almost came before she did anything, over excited I guess.

Personally altough I love the schoolgirl thing, but I want to save mine for a 'grand finale' I just love to show girls and customers my 'firehose' routine, so constant stimulation but no release for a day or so should do it nicely.

best go in and tell her how she did

"Good work 5 points! But no, a good start, but you need more points before you can leave."

She scowls at me, I am just in my jockey shorts, and I can see her looking my old body up and down.

"You were really good once you got going, well done, I don't think we need the audience vote on whether you came. That was fairly obvious. I noticed that you chose one of the bigger dildos, is that because you prefer big cocks?"

No answer so lets warm her up a bit

"Have you ever seen one this big?"

Lifting my semi hard cock from my pants I watch in amusement as she stares at it, and I pull back the skin to reveal the very sticky end from my excitement of her show.

"Look how wet you made me, big isn't he?, maybe you will get acqainted with it later, who knows" She is backing away from me, until the bed stops her and I can lean towards her and ask.

"But tell me did the dildo feel good? in your cunt, I have others, lots"

Laughing I back off her and reach for her next test.

I hand her the glass into which our audience has 'donated' their cum.

"A mini test really, but one that amuses our viewers, you have a choice to make before you rest before your next challenge"

As she takes the glass and looks at it the realization of what is in it dawns on her, "Fuck off if you think I,m going to drink that"

"Thats OK, you don't have to, you can either drink it or save it in that measuring flask bolted to the wall. Drinking it gets you 2 points, saving it gets you 10 points and freedom when the measuring jug is full to the black mark"

Her eyes are wide staring at first the glass with the semen, then to the measure on the wall, all the time her shirt is held tight with one hand to cover her nudity.

"When you decide I will tell you which way our audience vote guesses you will choose, isn't this fun?"

"Whilst you decide I need to go and get my 'volunteers' ready for your next challenge. In an hours time you can peep through the peephole over there to see the challenge, then decide what to wear for it."
 
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Shannon:

I held the cup full of semen and sniffed it. "Ugh! How nasty!" I thought to myself, holding it far away from me. I'd never even put a penis in my mouth, let alone thought about drinking a glassfull of strangers come. I felt the tears welling up again, but I brushed them away. Deciding not to stoop to his level, I dumped the sticky contents of the glass into the measuring bin, promising myself I will have escaped before I was forced to drink that shit.

I realized I was still in only the shirt, and I hastily slid the jeans I'd abandoned earlier back over my legs. I buttoned the shirt completely then sat on the bed, yanking the stupid pigtails out of my hair. I was still shocked at what I'd done, and looking at the now empty windows, I sobbed a little. Damn! I was such a fucking crybaby. He wouldn't win, he wouldn't. Sucking up my tears, I brought my knees to my chest and wrapped my arms around them, awaiting his return.

Thinking about the size of his penis however, soon had my mind wandering. I'd thought the black man was big. I only hoped that he didn't plan on using that, that "thing" on me! I'd never be able to handle it. Then I thought about the machine. I'd never handle that either.

Hearing the keys at the door, I shook my head to clear it, and stared defiantly at my captor as he reentered the room, a smile on his face. What the hell could he have planned for me now?
 
Grant

"So defiant! lovely, just what my viewers like.
40% voted for you to drink rather than save the 'donations' our friends gave you! but the rest got it right, still some way to go though" we both looked at the glass measuring jug on the wall, the geyish white liquid settling at the first graduation.

"bastard!" she looks so pretty, her eyes flashing at me, can I wait? yes of course, and I know just when to have her

"Lets peep together into the next room for your next challenge shall we?"

Reluctantly she gets up and moves to the peephole, her eyes on me all the time, keeping her distance.

I watch in amusement as she peeps, draws back, then peeps again, finally turns to me a question forming in her mind but she can't quite decide what to ask.

"How did you......?"

"Get your Headmaster? much the same way that I got you, it was a bonus when I realized you were at a Catholic College and your head was a celibate priest!"

She looked again, the poor chap was tied, on his back, on a gym bench, the bench is raised slightly at one end so he can see around the room.
His arms are tied above his head, his legs are wide open tied to the underrail of the bench. Naked but I have left his 'dog collar' in place so my audience would realize his status in life.
In his 50's the poor chap has been celibate for over 30 years. He is looking very uncomfortable and aprehensive, his cock, though soft, is actually quite impressive as in dangles on the cool wood of the bench. I have assured him that it will not hurt and that he will be free soon, and that we will keep his secret!

"Yes my lovely, your challenge is to get more 'cream' for your jug. Same as before, 1 point for his orgasm, 2 for your own and of course you must collect the cum for your jug."

her face is a picture, I hope we are getting a close up

"Just a couple of special rules though, no taking the easy way by using your hands on his cock or your pussy, and you will have to use your imagination to get any cream you collect to the jug. He is determined not to be aroused, so you may have to work on him a bit!"

"As before you have 30 minutes to choose an outfit and any 'tools' that may help you, then we will get started.


OOC: Any volunteers for the next challenge, male or female, please PM me.
 
Shannon:

I couldn't believe this! When I thought it couldn't get any worse, it did! My HEADMASTER?? Was this fool joking? Looking into his eyes, I realized he wasn't. Covering my mouth with my hand, I turned to peep into the room again. Father O'Reilly looked scared to death, and when he saw me, he'd die! I didn't know what to do...but then I looked at the "machine" again, and realized I only had one choice.

Going to the rack of clothing once more, I searched until I found something suitable. It was a harem girls outfit, a sky blue color with sequins on the edging. A mask that covered half my face was also included. Thank God! At least this way, he wouldn't know it was me. I dressed in the costume, pulling on the sequined thong and triangle top, and then the sheer pants that cinched around my ankles. My hair was too short to put up, so I simply fastened the mask around my mouth and nose, and then nodded to my captor that I was ready. Smiling, he led me out of my "cage" and into the room where Father O'Reilly lay bound and naked.

His eyes followed me as I approached him nervously. Whispering, "I'm sorry Father." I kneeled beside him, my fingers stroking over his pale chest and along his nipples. He gasped softly and said, "My child, you don't have to do this."

"Yes I do Father, if not, my punishment will be great. Please forgive me." And with that, I leaned forward lifting my mask slightly so that I could kiss him without him seeing my face. My tongue stole into his mouth, fighting to taste his tongue. He groaned and tried to twist his head away, but my hands held his face still as I assaulted his mouth with my own. Moving down, I licked over his neck and onto his chest, tracing patterns over his skin before sucking one nipple into my wet mouth and biting down gently. He jerked, and my hand went to his other nipple and tugged on it, squeezing it as I bit and sucked his other one. He moaned and twisted futilely on the bench as I tormented him with my tongue and lips. Glancing down, I could see his dick getting harder against his will. Wanting this over quickly, I moved down between his thighs. Looking up his body, I could see him lifting his head to watch as I used my tongue to lick up his shaft and then down over his head. I'd never sucked on a man before, but this wasn't that bad. He tasted somewhat salty, and I licked him again, feeling his shaft throb under my ministrations.

He began praying, his eyes closed tightly as his cock reached it's full erectness, filling my mouth. I sucked on it, swirling my tongue over and around the soft head. The Father had stopped praying now, and instead was moaning out loud, his hips pushing upward, forcing his hardness deeper into my mouth. Feeling this response, my pussy defied me and grew damp. Moaning myself around his cock, I slipped a hand between my legs and stroked my slit, feeling how wet I'd become in a matter of minutes. Suddenly, inspiration hit. I removed my mouth from him and stood up. When his eyes opened and he sighed, his hips still moving, I slowly slid my pants and thong off, baring my pussy and thighs to him. He groaned, but his eyes roved over my pink pussy and the wetness glistening on it.

Moving to the top of the bench, I lifted my left foot over until I was straddling his head. Looking down, I could see him gazing up into my pussy, and his tongue was easing out, seemingly with a will of its own. Smiling, I said, "Eat me Father. Make me come." And with that I sat on his mouth, his tongue slipping easily into my slit. Bracing my hands on my thighs I moved back and forth over his mouth, guiding his tongue over my clit and then down to my sopping hole. Whimpering at how good it felt, I ground my pussy down harder onto his face, and was rewarded with him licking even faster. Turning around without lifting my cunt from his mouth, I put my hands on his stomach and lay down, taking his cock back into my mouth. Sucking on him while he licked my pussy was too much, and I cried out around the mouthful of dick I had as I came. My thighs trembled as I coated the Father's cheeks and chin with my juices. I guess my coming all over his face was too much because suddenly he began moaning and groaning, his hips pushing into my mouth as his cock throbbed and then began shooting off into my mouth.

I almost spit it out, then realized I had to get it into the glass somehow. I locked my lips over his hardness and allowed him to fill my mouth with his hot come. Finally, he slowed down and I slipped my self off of him, trying not to let any of his semen slide from my full mouth. Running to the glass, I picked it up and then spit into it. The gooey white stuff splashed into the cup, some of it bouncing back up to spatter my cheeks and lips. After a few spits and gags, the load was fully deposited, and I sat the glass back on the table. Just then, the door opened, and my kidnapper entered, smiling.
 
Fantastic, this girl is the best yet, look at her getting down

The Priest did not put up much of a fight, mind you if I had been celibate for that long I think I would have creamed when she walked in the room, never mind when I was in her mouth! The deal was to let him go after, he won't be saying much about it, the photo's I have of him licking his pupils pussy should keep him quiet, still maybe I can use him one more time, one more little challenge perhaps.

"That was really good you were excellent and look,......just a minute let me"

She has some cum on her cheek, and I reach forward and lift it off with the edge of my index finger,

"waste not want not young lady" her face is bright pink and angry as it clean my finger on the edge of the measuring flask,

"nearly half full, you are doing well, still the head had been saving it for you!"

"Some of our viewers, I think they must be former pupils, don't
think you got everything from the headmaster and have made a
special request, they want you to clean up, put the schoolgirl
outfit back on, no mask, and go back into the Priest and introduce
yourself. Then using this and your hands and mouth get another
'load' for your flask."

Her eyes are a picture as I hand her the strap-on dildo and the jar of lubricant. Looking over my shoulder back into the other room she can see the Priest, legs apart and bent at the waist over an 'altar rail', his big cock and balls dangling, he is facing the mirrored wall, panic in his eyes as he stares back into the room, uncertain as to what may happen next.

"You may need to use your wiles to arouse him, perhaps a little story in his ear, but speak up so we can all enjoy it. Start when you are ready, you don't have long to go, your next challenge is a really good one, may get you all the points you need, don't forget 1 for him, 2 points for you"

"I need to go now to make sure your next 'guests' are comfortable"
 
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Returning to my office I look into the 'waiting room' and find the girls father pacing the floor.

"Let me out pal, or else, and where is my wife?"

"You will all be together soon pops, in the meantime take a seat at the window and enjoy the show, she can't see that its you, I lie.. so you can enjoy yourself. There is a glass by the chair, your job is to cum as much as you can into the glass, if you don't then she goes on the machine I showed you"
 
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Shannon:

I cannot fucking believe this! How dare he? I already sucked my headmaster off, and now I have to show him who I was? And then stick this rubber thing up his butt? No way! I won't do it. And I tell him so.

Screaming so that he can hear me through whatever microphone system he has set up, I yell, "I won't do this, I won't! Don't try to make me, this is just sick! You're a freak, a pervert! And I won't! I swear I won't!" I break down into sobs, my body trembling. I throw myself onto the bed again, and clench the thin blanket in my hands.

Then I hear his voice, "Fine then. The machine it is." I hear the pressing of a button, and then the groans as the machine warms up. Panicing, I jump off the twin mattress and run to the peephole. Yes, the machine is moving, and I gasp as I finally realize just how big the toys attached are. Biting my lip, I moan, and then, dejected, turn back to the schoolgirl outfit on the bed. Slipping back into it, I try not to think of the mission ahead. My mind drifts off and then I'm somewhere else, detached from what I'm about to do.

But when I enter the room where Father O'Reilly is bound, I cry out! My own FATHER is seated where the other men were earlier. Last time, I could only see their penises, but now the mirrors have been lifted and I can see his face. He's naked, and his cock is semi hard. What the hell? My own dad is aroused at watching me get dressed? No fucking way! I start to tell my kidnapper this, but his voice beats me to the punch. "He doesn't know you can see him. Do not give any indication that you can, or you will lose 5 points."

I reluctantly tear my gaze away from my daddy, and turn toward the shaking priest. He hasn't seen me yet, and has no clue what is coming. Slowly, I walk toward him, until I'm standing in front of him. Kneeling, my face is now on the same level as his. When our eyes meet, he gasps. "Miss Holland! What, why...?"

"I was kidnapped Father O'Reilly, and I'm sorry, but, but, I have to do this to survive. Forgive me Father, for I have sinned." With that, I kiss him forcefully on the mouth, my tongue pressing in between his lips and swirling around his. He fights me, again, but soon he's kissing back. I can see his cock hardening under the altar, and I stand. Dropping my clothes, I step close to him. Lifting my right foot onto the bench near him, I push my pussy into his face. "Eat me again, Father. Make me come like you did last time."

Tentatively his tongue flicks out along my slit and then over my clit. I moan and put my hands on his head, holding his face deeper in my cunt. He begins to eat me in earnest, his tongue working up and down over my wetness. I can feel another orgasm already growing. For being celibate, Father O'Reilly sure knows how to eat pussy! Not wanting to come, I back away, and look down at his face smeared with my pussy juices. "Nice, Father. Very nice. But now it's your turn." I slide onto my back and shimmy underneath him, where his large cock is now fully erect. Opening my mouth, I slide my lips over his shaft, swirling my tongue over it. His head touches the back of my throat and I hear him cry out as I bob up and down on it. My hands rub his balls as I continue sucking on his dick. When I feel he is near orgasm, I stop, and ease my body from beneath the makeshift altar.

Moving behind him, I don't want him to see what is coming. I take the glass I'm supposed to fill and sit it below his throbbing cock. Stepping into the panty-like apparatus fastened to the dildo. I had never seen one of these before, but it was pretty self explanatory. Opening the tube of KY, I smear a gob over the bulbous head of the rubber cock and then use my finger to wipe some over his asshole. He gasps, and tries too look over his shoulder to see what I'm doing, but I slap him gently. "No peeking Father O'Reilly. Just take what I give. I promise I'll be gentle." Glancing once at my real father behind the glass, I see that his cock is hard and he's stroking it fast, his eyes fastened to me and what I'm doing. Pre cum is gathered on the tip and he uses it to lubricate his pulsing shaft. Somehow, I'm turned on, and I hold the rubber cock in my hand and stroke it a bit. Gasping, I realize that the "panties" have little nubs on the interior, located directly over my clit. When the rubber cock moves, I'll be stimulated. I can't believe it!

Stepping forward, I rub the head over the greased crack of my headmaster, and then, gently, I push forward. He cries out and tries to stiffen up, but I just thrust harder, my fake cock slipping in deeper. Now, he's crying for me to stop, but I don't. The feeling between my legs is too great, and I need to come. One last shove and I'm fully buried in his tight ass. He screams, and I grab his hips and begin pushing in and out quickly, trying to make this as quick as I can. Soon however, his sobs have turned to quiet moans as his sphincter opens up to accept the intrusion of my cock. He's whimpering now, and I reach around to grab his cock. I begin jerking it in time with my thrusts into his ass, and he calls out my name, begging me for more.

Hearing my priest begging me to fuck his ass makes me come, and I close my eyes and call out repeatedly as I pound into his ass. "Ooh shit, Father, I'm coming, coming, oh god I wish you could taste me come! Oh damn, Father, damn!" With that and one final yank on his member, he ejaculates, the come shooting directly into the glass located underneath him. He's yelling and crying as he comes harder than before, and I come again, my pussy now gushing with wetness. Pulling out of his ass, I rip off the strap on, and run to be in front of him. Bending at the waist, I press my ass and pussy into his face, and he doesn't hesitate. His tongue is soon buried deep inside me as I explode one last time and he sucks it all up.

Exhausted, I reach under him to grab the glass of come, and seeing a strand leaking over the edge, I lick it, finally desiring to see what it tastes like. My eyes lift to my daddy, and he's in the midst of his own orgasm, the come shooting from his dick into a glass similar to the one in my own hand. Shocked, I watch until he's done, and then the door to the room opens, and HE is there again.
 
Grant

"That really was quite exceptional, here daddy seems to have enjoyed it! Look how much he has contributed!"

Handing her the glass of semen I watch as the sticky stuff slides slowly into the glass, she seems more comfortable with her nakedness now.

"Bend over please"

"What!"

"Bend over, I can always have you tied bent over if I want, now bend for me"

Her eyes glaring at me she bends over, her breasts really are lovely, but I am interested in something else as I kneel behind her,

"Separate your cheeks for me young lady, thats it"

As I examine her little hole, still wet from the Headmasters licking, I lean my head to one side so the camera can see.

"Our viewers wanted to check if your bottom was indeed virgin, it looks it to me, can you confirm that you have not taken it in the bottom my lovely?"

She stands up and turns angrily towards me, face crimson.

"I thought so, excellent, I think you should sleep now, in a few hours your 'finale' will be ready, so shower and have a sleep. The cameras are off now I lie would you like to try for a contribution from me?"

She stands there looking at me as I lean on her bed, angry, but I can tell she is still aroused.

"See if you can think of anything that I might like, do you think you can make me cum?"
 
Shannon:

I swallow, my eyes lingering on his cock. I can see it's somewhat hard through his pants, and my pussy throbs. It seems that since this ordeal has begun, I've been constantly turned on. That's odd to me, because my ex had told me over and over that I was frigid. It ultimately led to our break up. And now, here I was, in the eyes of strangers, acting like a wanton slut.

Biting my lip, I pondered the decision. Should I try to make him cum? It would speed up my escape, I hoped. Plus, it might be fun for me too. I was so damned horny that I was tempted to touch myself. In fact, my hand was resting lightly on top of my pussy, but the fingers were still. With that thought, I began slowly rubbing circles over my lips. His eyes were on my hand, watching as I started to masturbate for him.

"I'll take that as a yes." he said, stepping closer to the bed where I lay.

Nodding, I spread my legs wider and slid two fingers down through my slit, over my clit, and then inside my hot little hole. Moaning, I lay completely on my back, my legs spread as wide as they could go, my hand working inside me.

"Hand me the toy of your choice." I said, my words coming in pants as I pushed myself closer to orgasm. I felt something thick and jelly like in my free hand, and I lifted it up to examine it. It was a contraption I had never seen before. It appeared to have two cocks on it, and it took me a moment to work it out. Apparently, I was to use it to stimulate not only my pussy, but the virgin hole he'd examined just a minute ago. It was pink and had a switch. Thumbing the control, I felt it begin vibrating in my hand. Smiling, I decided I just might like this toy.

I sat up, keeping my legs spread, and scooted to the edge of the bed. Lowering the vibrator I slowly slid the first cock into my pussy. Groaning, I moved my hips in a slow circle, grinding down onto the toy, feeling it push deep inside me. My juices were dripping down into the crack of my ass, and I figured that it would only aid in easing the other portion of the toy into that hole.

Lying back again, I lifted my head and looked at my captor. "Would you mind helping me with the next part? I've never done this before." I used the nubs on the toy to rub my clit as he walked to the bed and knelt beside my spread legs. The first toy was close to making me come already, and I had a feeling that when he finally inserted the other where it belonged, I'd come like never before. I couldn't wait.

 
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She is enjoying this! I watch intently as she start to pleasure herself for me, watch as her eyes go to my cock as I lower my pants, she sees it harden and lengthen under her gaze.

Lovely, sexy girl, just wait till you find your next assignment!

My cock is near bursting as I watch her, opening herself to me, and to our viewers, such a delightful girl, and so horny, but nice with it.

"Hand me the toy of your choice." wow! yes, I know just the thing, but will she know what to do with it?

Yes, she has worked it out, as the look of uncertainty covers her face. The buzz fills the room as she sets it going and moves it to her opening, her groan is audible as it moves into her.

"Would you mind helping me with the next part? I've never done this before."

"I am sure you can manage, but this may help" taking a finger ful of gel from the tube near her I press my finger to her anus, then eys fixed on hers I press until, yes it pops into her and slides in.

"I love to feel a tight virgin anus gripping my finger, now fuck it for me"

I cannot resist it, as she presses the dildo to the newly greased hole I get onto the bed to masturbate with my cock close to her face, I do not tell her to do anything, it is up to her.
 
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