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Subject: {ASSM} Satan's Sex Slave Ch. 3 {4/6} (mast, MMf, anal, yng, nc, inc, ff)
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WARNING: Explicit sexual material below; do not read
if it's illegal for you to view adult content where
you live. The following is a work of fiction; any
similarities between actual persons and/or events is
entirely coincidental. And finally, the author does
not condone the acts portrayed in this story. As a
work of fantasy, it may be interesting to read, but if
he were to find it in a newspaper he would be sickened
and appalled.
**
Author's Note: Full permission is granted for this
story to be distributed, as long as the text is
unmodified, the above warning remains, and my e-mail
address (S_Bockman@Hotmail.com) appears somewhere in
the document.
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Satan's Sex Slave
the third tale from the lazy cup
by S. Bockman

Chapter Three: Daddy's Dick (Part 4/6)
(masturbation, MMf, ff, anal, incest, non-consensual)

	This turned him on even more. It was a scene
straight from a porn movie or one of the raunchy low-
budget magazines he published every couple months for
his selective clientele. And although he'd had many
amazing sexual encounters in his thirty-five years,
he'd never had one so unexpectedly, so fully.
	He grabbed her by the waist and continued
pressing his tongue down her throat. She took it in
easily. I bet she sucks cock like a pro, he thought.
He stood, carrying her body with him as he did, and
placed her ass on the edge of the card table, all the
while enjoying her passionate kiss.
	Her hands went straight for the belt of his pants
and frantically undid them. She was almost as excited
as she'd been earlier at the church! She had to be
fucked, and soon.
	Paul had come around the table to watch, and she
could see him out of the corner of her eye unzipping
his own pants. Unsurprisingly Monica was right next to
him, eyes still downcast, but she was pulling off her
pants as well.
	Dirk pushed her away from him by her tits until
she was lying back on the table, staring up at him
with excited eyes. He said to her breathlessly,
"You're gonna be a great fuck... you a virgin?"
	She shook her head while she began playing with
her tits.
	"I didn't think so." He dropped his pants and
stepped out of them, revealing a long hard cock
pointed straight for her spread legs. "Do you like
pain?" he asked.
	She nodded, unable to speak for her excitement.
She was about to come already, without so much as a
finger in her snatch.
	"You're gonna make a lotta cash, then," Dirk
said. "Paul, come help me with this one. You too,
Mon."
	Jodie gasped in quivering pleasure as she felt
Paul's big hands grab her wrists and pull them away
from her tits. Monica was standing next to him,
looking down at her body. She was completely blown out
by now.
	"Oh!" Jodie gasped. She trembled through her
first orgasm of the night then, her mind clouding over
for a moment as she did. Paul was pulling her arms
back parallel to her body and staring down into her
young face which was framed by her red hair.
	"Monica, lick her tit and don't be gentle," Dirk
commanded hastily. He grabbed Jodie's ankles and
looked over at Paul. "Do whatever you want, man!" he
offered.
	Jodie felt like an object, a sexual toy for these
depraved people. And she loved it. Her life was
heading in the exact direction she'd wanted since
she'd made her pact with the Devil, and silently she
thanked him for it. She'd be making money soon, her
"enemies" were almost taken care of, and more than
that... she was getting fucked on a regular basis.
	Dirk pushed her legs back as far as he could, so
quickly it sent shock waves of pain up Jodie's body.
Her knees were almost touching the table right next to
her tits, and she could feel Dirk's cock positioning
itself at the entranceway to her warm little hole. She
was dripping wet and panting in anticipation.
	Meanwhile Monica had begun sucking on her left
breast, cupping it fully in her hands. Her long brown
hair tickled Jodie's flesh as she began to gently play
with her nipple with her tongue. Paul had placed both
of Jodie's wrists into one of his large hands and was
using his free one to begin kneading her other tit
rather roughly.
	"Yes, yes, yes!" she panted in unison with Dirk's
heavy breathing. His cockhead had finally been pressed
into her hole, which gladly took it in and began
squeezing it. She was staring up into Paul's eyes,
which were lewdly roaming her body. She could feel
another orgasm beginning to quake her body.
	"Fucking tramp," Dirk heaved, pressing more of
his meat into the young teen, "fucking whore... ungh...
they'll like it better if you don't... uh, if you don't
act so much like you like it... like you..."
	Jodie understood, despite Dirk's incoherent
speech. He wanted her to feign fright. In a heartbeat
her expression changed from one of excited desire to
utter terror. She delved deep into her brain, digging
up memories of when she'd been a "normal" girl, and
used them to help her pretend. The old Jodie, she
knew, would act quite a bit different in this
situation.
	"Please stop," she said softly, eyes welling with
tears. "Oh God, oh God... please! Don't hurt me!"
	Dirk was amazed. This girl is good, he thought.
In one sudden thrust he slid the rest of his dick
into her shaking pussy, and the teen responded by
crying out in pain and fear. He couldn't even tell if
she was pretending.
	Paul was suddenly more in his element as the
head-strong girl went from enjoying this type of fuck
to fearing it. In one fluid motion he slammed his
weight down on his left shoulder, smashing her arms
which he was holding into the table and bringing a
scream of pain from Jodie. At the same time he pulled
harshly on the tit he'd been rolling around a second
before, and began twisting it around, enjoying the
look of torment in the girl's eyes.
	Monica continued licking Jodie's nipple with her
tongue, still gently. In the pit of her stomach she
was feeling sick. She didn't know anything about this
girl, but she was sure by the time she left she'd
regret ever having come. Therefore, she reasoned, if
she could give the red-head at least some gentle
pleasure, she would.
	Jodie kept up the act of pain and terror,
secretly enjoying it. She could see the new look in
Paul's eyes as he increased his efforts to hurt her.
This pleased her. She could tell Paul was used to such
things, so she gave him what he wanted-screams of
pain, tears of terror. Inside, though, she shivered
through another intense orgasm as Dirk's cock sliced
in and out of her dripping cunt.
	Finally Dirk could take it no longer. He slammed
into the young teen one final time, then pushed her
legs back even further until he was convinced the
girl's screams were real. And then he let loose with
the semen which had been welling up inside his balls
and sprayed his hot cum deep inside her trembling twat.
	After he was spent Dirk let go of her ankles and
stepped back, his body shaking from the intense fuck.
He gazed lazily at Jodie's face, which was streaked
with tears, and smiled. Either she had had a change of
heart, or the girl was a really good actress. He
didn't really care which, although the latter would
mean some serious cash for him soon.
	"Your turn," he panted, standing off to the side
and offering Paul the young girl's body.
	Jodie saw the look of anticipation in the large
man's face as he let go of her arms and went around to
where Dirk had been standing. Her legs were sore and
still spread wide, and she made no effort to move her
arms again, either. She concentrated on keeping up her
'poor little girl' act.
	"Please, sir, don't, please...," she panted, giving
Paul a pitiful look of anguish.
	He ignored her. Reaching forward he grabbed the
girl by her tits and pulled her limp body forward,
relishing the look of sudden pain in the girl's wide-
eyes. He growled at her incoherently, then grabbed her
by the waist and away from Monica's continued licking.
	He turned her over and pressed her back onto the
unsteady card-table, which was threatening to
collapse. With her wrists now clenched together behind
her back by Paul's right hand, she felt as the large
man spread her legs apart with his legs.
	"You 'bout to get fucked hard, girl," he hissed.
"Fucked up your back-door. Little slut like you
oughtta get off on this!"
	She begged him through feigned tears to stop as
his cock began to press against her other hole. She
hadn't seen it, but could immediately tell his dick
was massive. Worst of all, though, he wasn't using any
kind of lubrication.
	This may actually hurt, the teen witch thought.
She struggled to keep from smiling.
	Meanwhile Dirk had moved around in front of her.
He grabbed her by the hair and yanked her head up off
the table, and stared at her, searching her eyes for
some kind of truth. Was he raping someone? He didn't
care either way, but he wanted to know.
	"Still wanna be my whore?"
	Without falling out of character Jodie managed to
nod her head. This was met with a swift slap in the
face.
	"Bitch!" Dirk yelled. He slapped her again. "I
asked you a question!"
	"Yes!" she screamed, sobbing as she did. Paul was
beginning to press his massive organ into her behind,
making it hard for her to speak.
	Dirk continued staring at her for a long moment,
then she heard him say to Monica, "Take off the rest of
your clothes and get your ass over here."
	Just then Jodie's eyes went wide as her sphincter
muscle finally relented. In the span of a second it
increased its size to allow the foreign object a chance
to penetrate her, and allowed Paul's cock to
begin sliding its way inside. It was an incredible
sensation. He stomach knotted up and suddenly felt
full, while at the same time her ass struggled to
force it out. She bucked her ass back at the fat
bodyguard as if struggling to free herself, but in
actuality grinding her moist cum-soaked cunt against
the table's edge dragging her tits back and forth along
it surface.
	A moment later Dirk pulled back on her hair again
so that her head faced forward. Monica was standing in
front of her, gazing at her with stoned sympathetic
eyes.
	Fucking spick, Jodie thought.
	"You're gonna eat her out," Dirk instructed her.
"Make her cum, or there's no deal here."
	Just as Jodie was beginning to wonder how she
could manage to eat the other teen's pussy, Dirk let
go of her hair and picked Monica up. A second later
she was placed on the table in front of her, legs
spread wide. They were thin legs, creamy brown and
quite attractive. Jodie found herself staring into
the girl's dry pussy.
	She struggled to maneuver her head up between
the girl's legs. Her tits, mashed as they were against
the sticky card table surface, gave her an extra
couple of inches when she did this so that now her jaw
rested at the base of the Mexican girl's slit. Jodie
inhaled the aroma of the female twat, then extended
her tongue towards the black-fuzzed pussy.
	Paul watched all this in a frenzied fascination
while he ground his hips forward. His hands were
clamped tightly around Jodie's hips as he pressed his
dick further inside her. He'd never had an ass so
tight, and it suddenly dawned on him that the girl had
probably never been fucked up the butt before. This
made him smile menacingly. He drew back his right
hand, took aim, and slapped the teen's soft round ass
as hard as he could.
	Jodie gasped loudly, the wind suddenly knocked
out of her. She knew this "terrified little-girl" act
was getting the monstrous man behind her off, and this
excited her all the more. She didn't mind the pain as
she felt him slap her jiggling butt once again then
proceeded to press his throbbing meat even further up
her behind.
	Monica was in another world. The sounds, smells,
and sights of what was occurring seemed veiled somehow.
It wasn't until Jodie began licking at her dry box
that she felt herself come back down to earth, back
into reality.
	She placed her hands timidly around Jodie's head,
her eyes transfixed on the ramming she was receiving
from Paul behind her. She'd gotten it like that once
before, too, but it had been from Dirk whose cock
wasn't quite as massive. She couldn't imagine what
kind of terrible feelings Jodie was experiencing.
	Her whole body now trembling towards another
climax, Jodie increased her suckling at the spick's
cunt as it suddenly began to moisten. She flapped her
arms at her sides rhythmically to the pounding she was
getting, and drove her tongue further up Monica's
snatch. She could sense the girl was finally beginning
to relax by the way she stroked her hair. It was only
a matter of time before she finally came.
	Dirk was bracing Monica from behind, keeping her
in position for Jodie's muff-dive. His attention went
back to Paul. The man could be quite brutal, he knew,
which is what made him such a good bodyguard. But in
this situation he showed no interest in pleasing Jodie
at all, only in getting his entire cock up her ass and
getting off himself.
	As Jodie continued slurping at Monica's pussy she
finally felt Paul's balls slap against her sopping wet
cunt. He was finally entirely inside her. She felt as
if she'd been impaled by the man-it seemed quite
impossible she should survive such a ramming. But as
he wailed down on her ass again with his right hand,
her mind suddenly raced and her body quaked as an
orgasm claimed her.
	Monica's breath was coming now in ragged gasps as
she closed her eyes and caressed Jodie's hair. The
red-head was a good cunt-licker. She'd been eaten out
before, but Monica never approached orgasm quite this
quickly. She felt as Jodie's tongue slid up and down
her dripping slit, press into her hold and swirl
around, then make its way back up towards her button.
And when it made it, sparks seemed to emanate from
where Jodie's juiced-up jaw met her quivering snatch.
	Paul wasn't going to last much longer, he knew,
and he blamed the teen for it. He drew back and
slapped her ass again, as if to punish her for making
him cum so quickly. This made her sphincter tighten up
and squeeze his cock all the more, however, so that he
felt that the red-headed slut was purposely milking
him. He growled in anger and slapped at the girl's
round ass again, and again, and again as he felt the
semen begin to boil inside his balls. He pulled out a
bit then slammed in remorselessly, over and over,
feeling her body weaken with each successive thrust.
	If her mouth weren't buried in that cunt's
snatch, he thought, she'd be screaming for me to stop!
	This thought made him smile as he buried his dick
into her to the hilt, gripped her ass, and snarled
aloud as his cock-head finally erupted inside the
young teen's virgin ass.
	It was all Jodie could do to keep from biting
down on Monica's juicy quim as she rocked through
another orgasm. But then she heard Monica's ragged
breathing replaced by a long, low mewl of pleasure,
and she knew she was close to completion. Increasing
her efforts, delving her tongue further in the girl's
warm hole then up her slit to her clit, then down
again, she finally felt Monica's hands tighten into
her hair and her body quake. With a satisfied
certainty she knew the girl had climaxed.
	With this task completed she went back to
enjoying the ass fuck Paul was giving her, but then
she felt his hands dig into her ass quite painfully,
and heard him began to growl in some sort of savage
triumph. She knew what was coming next.
	And then it happened. Like a fire hydrant
released of its cap, his cock sprayed forth an
explosion of cum. She felt it swim up her insides,
into her bowls, and she gasped and panted her way
through an orgasm of her own. But his orgasm didn't
seem to subside. Another long jet of sticky cum shot
inside her, then another, then nothing... but then one
more. She rocked her ass back towards him, feeling his
cum already leaking out her anal opening, and came
again.
	Eventually it stopped, and without any ceremony
whatsoever, Paul pulled his limpening dick out of her
cum-drenched ass, slapped her butt again, and stood
back.

**
End of Chapter Three part 4 (of 6)
**

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