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Vanessa's Revenge
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Synopsis: Men have mistreated Vanessa all her life.
Now it's time for payback. A little hypnosis and
her chosen victim will fulfil her every desire.

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Vanessa's Revenge

Vanessa Daniels hated men. She hated the way their eyes always
locked onto her DD-breasts even when having a serious
conversation. She hated the way they always whistled and shouted
lewd offers at her when she walked by a construction site just
because of her 38-23-36 figure. She hated how men automatically
assumed she was an empty-headed bimbo just because of her long,
blonde hair. She hated how they would say anything to get into
her pants. Most of all she hated how her body seemed to yearn for
the touch of those disgusting animals, how she dreamed of them
forcing her to sate their sordid lusts.

Her disgust with men had led her to think she'd be better off as
a lesbian, but her upbringing had left her afraid of this
"unnatural" act. One fateful night, she'd tried the girl-girl
thing. Actually, she was seduced. It started because she'd gotten
completely drunk at a college frat party.

Her friend Cheryl was screwing one of the frat boys. She said a
special request had been made for Vanessa to come to the next
"invitation-only" party. Attendance would mean she'd made the
social "A" list at their small, private college.

Cheryl described the dress code for girls who received their
first invitation. It required more daring and revealing clothes
then Vanessa would ever consider wearing normally.

The girls went out shopping. After searching many stores, they
found an outfit that Cheryl considered perfect. It left Vanessa
feeling half-naked.

Cheryl always dressed sexy. Sitting on the couch at the party,
the deep scoop neckline of Cheryl's purple dress left little to
the imagination.

Vanessa wore a shiny silver miniskirt made of thin "space-age"
mylar. The only fastening on the matching blouse was a fancy
belt. The resultant open "V" reached down to her belly button.

The girls giggled that bras were not allowed inside the frat
house. This was obvious to anyone glancing as the substantial tit
flesh displayed by both girls. Cheryl's large nipples danced
under her top whenever she moved. Vanessa's larger tits swayed
and jiggled whenever she breathed.

On a bet, Cheryl had won the belt that held the mylar blouse
closed. Vanessa was required to allow the blouse to hang open.
Almost half of her bra-less breasts were exposed to view. She was
glad her hardening nipples were still hidden, although just
barely. If she moved the wrong way everyone would see how aroused
she was.

Cheryl offered to let Vanessa win her belt back. Vanessa would
have to gamble on losing either her blouse or her panties. She
was about to agree, but noticed several guys pointing at her and
whispering something about her tits.

Vanessa got very shy and changed her mind. Cheryl seemed annoyed
with her, but instead yelled cryptically at the boys, "Idiots,
you couldn't wait 10 more minutes?"

"Now you're ready," Cheryl said to her and signaled one of the
frat boys to join them. "No, not like this," Vanessa whispered
urgently. She fought down the urge to cover herself and run out
of the room.

Vanessa flushed cherry red as the boy leered at her
well-displayed assets. Worse still, her nipples became diamond
hard points that threatened to poke through her thin top.

Embarrassed, Vanessa couldn't look him in the eyes. Lowering her
gaze she saw the bulge in his pants. His cock was already hard!
She wondered how big it was.

Cheryl introduced her, "This is Vanessa, the girl you requested.
She's a little drunk. Perhaps you can give her some special
attention."

He lifted Vanessa off the couch and said, "Let's dance." Wrapping
one arm around her, he crushed her tits into his broad chest. The
other arm reached down so his hand could grab her ass and shove
her against him. Vanessa could feel his hard cock rubbing against
her pussy through the thin material of her skirt.

She felt her pussy get wet. "I know you like it baby. I can feel
how hot you're getting," he whispered in her ear. Vanessa was
humiliated that her body reacted to being manhandled in this way.
It must be all the drinks she'd had.

What should she do? Vanessa wanted to fit in. The entire "A" list
was at this party. She feared to make a scene, and get thrown
out. That would ruin her socially on campus.

Leaning forward, she wrapped her arms around him, letting him
continue to fondle her. She opened herself to the agreeably
erotic sensations emanating from her ass, tits, and pussy.

This was his signal that she'd do whatever he wished. He reached
both hands under her skirt into her panties, cupping the flesh of
her ass cheeks with his large hands. Kneading her flesh like
bread-dough, he guided her hips so Vanessa's pussy moved
up-and-down, side-to-side against his manhood.

"That's it baby. Feel how much my hard cock wants you. It's
making your cunt hot and wet," he encouraged. Vanessa felt like a
slut, acting this way with a boy she'd never met. Her body was
doing exactly what he said.

He began to dry fuck her on the dance floor. The hard cock
ramming against her soft pussy sent alternating waves of pain and
pleasure through her body. This could not be right! Vanessa
turned her head to look at her friend. Cheryl was watching her
every reaction. She made no move to stop what was happening.

Vanessa was stunned speechless. How could Cheryl give her to this
animal? The man kept dry humping while he maneuvered her into a
darkened corner of the main party room.

Even in her drunken aroused state, Vanessa had enough of this
treatment. Besides, he smelled of stale beer and sweat. She
wanted to leave, but he was too strong and she was too drunk.
"You fucking cock tease," he growled, "You're not getting away so
easily!"

Forcing her to the floor, he quickly stripped off her blouse,
tearing fabric, and ruining it in the process. Her bra-less
breasts were laid bare and defenseless. Placing her in a lip
lock, his tongue drove between her lips. She was unable to cry
out for help.

He pinched her large nipples until they were painfully stiff.
Ripping off her panties reduced them to shreds of material on the
floor.

Releasing her mouth, his tongue left a wet trail down her neck,
breasts, and belly. He continued licking and biting her soft,
sensitive, inner thighs then sucked her pussy until she was weak
with lust.

Ignoring her murmured pleas to stop he forced open her legs,
preparing to rape her. He rubbed his stiffening cock against her
slit. "You fucking slut! I know how wet your cunt is. You need my
hard cock like every other hot bitch slut."

Her body responded against her will. She was ashamed to feel the
wetness of her arousal lubricating his cock, making it feel sleek
and sensuous against her sex. No matter what she thought, her
body wanted this.

Hot sluts like her got fucked, unless. Unless someone would help
her, she'd get fucked and soon. Passionate moans were being
forced continually from her lips. Her resistance was limited to
increasingly rare, gasping pleas to stop.

 It seemed that no one else in the room, now filled with
half-naked people caressing each other, cared what was about to
happen. Her eyes fell on Cheryl who was now completely nude on
her couch. She had an evil smile on her face.

While she waited for her own lover to return to fuck her, Cheryl
was watching everything happening to Vanessa.

Earlier, she'd kept pouring drinks down her throat. Insisting on
playing drinking games until Vanessa was totally drunk. Cheryl
knew what was going to happen all along!

Vanessa looked up at the merciless eyes of the man that had
"requested" her. He was about to plunge his hard cock into her
unprotected pussy. She felt completely helpless. Her hot, wet
cunt would offer no resistance.

The head of his cock was wedged between the burning lips of her
pussy. He pulled back a bit for the final thrust.

Just then two large girls literally pulled him off her while
growling, "Get off her you male chauvinist pig." One kneed him in
the groin. As he doubled over, the other punched him in the solar
plexus. He collapsed to the floor contorted in pain.

Vanessa was in a drunken stupor. The little awareness she
possessed was focused on her unsatisfied cunt. A jumble of
emotions shifted from amazement to relief to desire for the
completion of the rape for which her body had been fully
prepared.

The two women helped her up and half carried her limp body up the
stairs to an empty room. She was still naked from the waist up,
her pendulous breasts bobbing with every step. Vanessa could feel
her juices dripping from her empty pussy down her inner thighs.

They whispered to her, "Don't worry baby, we'll take care of you.
You're so beautiful, we couldn't let that animal abuse your
luscious body."

Closing the door they laid her face up on the king size bed in
the room. Her skirt, the only remaining garment she wore, was
pushed way up, revealing her glistening pussy. Coming to her
senses, Vanessa tried to sit up and thank the two women who had
saved her from imminent rape.

Vanessa's eyes widened at the sight of both women removing the
last of their clothes. "What? What's going on?" she stammered.
The two lesbians gave her a predatory grin and fell upon her.

 The redhead, Dee-dee gave Vanessa a deep lustful kiss and began
a lewd massage of her abundant tits. The brunet, Tayna dived
between her widely spread thighs to attack her well-aroused
pussy. Two lusty lesbians had saved her from a male's rape only
to force her voluptuous body to satisfy their own sexual
cravings.

Still keyed up and horny from the last assault Vanessa was unable
to offer any opposition. The irresistible sensations quickly
overcame her weakened resistance, forcing her to become an eager
participant. Tayna instructed Vanessa to hold open her own pussy
lips while she was thoroughly eaten out.

She was their sex toy through the night and into the next day.
Tayna and Dee-dee made her try every possible sexual position
that three women can use. At one point they formed a triangle,
each girl eating the pussy of the next. After each set of orgasms
they'd reverse positions and do it again.

Despite this intensely erotic experience, Vanessa knew she was
not a lesbian. She developed an aversion to the taste of pussy.
The orgasms she received at a woman's hand paled in comparison to
the intensity and pleasure she received from a considerate male,
few and far between though they may be.

Nothing was better then the feeling of a real man with a hard
cock driving into her. Still, there were times over the years
when she was between men, desperate for another person's touch,
that she contacted Tayna and Dee-dee. The women were always happy
to include Vanessa.

If only men weren't such pigs. No matter how nice they appeared,
no matter what they said, after they fucked her everything always
changed. They were jealous, possessive, and demanding. They acted
as if their cocks gave them the automatic right to control her,
own her, possess her. She had looked in vain for a man who would
treat her with proper respect, an equal, more then just a cunt
with big tits.

Vanessa decided it was time to take her revenge on men. She would
dominate and enslave them to her will. She'd allow them to touch
her soft, sensitive skin, but on her terms. She would satisfy her
body's sensual needs, but she would be in total control.

Her first victim was already chosen. Jeff Corigan knew that
Vanessa was an ice bitch. Still her massive tits and hot body
were irresistible to him. He often fantasized about her at the
office.

He'd fantasize about going home at the end of the day. While
opening her car, Vanessa's bounteous boobs would magically burst
out of her clothes. He'd grasp the glorious globes and she'd melt
into his arms.

Jeff knew he wanted her. Her body was his idea of heaven on
earth. Her eyes, her skin, her voice, everything about her were
constantly in his thoughts. Of course, he could cheerfully drown
between her amazing breasts.

If he thought it would succeed, he'd devote his life to her
happiness. Unfortunately, Jeff knew she'd despise him for
behaving like that. The opposite treatment was required. Despite
the risks he was ready to try.

One evening after most of the staff had gone home, Jeff dared to
give her a diamond bracelet as a feeble enticement to agree to a
date with him. Vanessa remembered gazing at the bracelet for a
long time before realizing that Jeff was staring at her slightly
exposed cleavage while stammering out his request.

She exploded in fury. In a towering rage, she threw Jeff out
screaming that she would not go out with a hopeless nerd like him
if her were the last man on earth. He represented everything
Vanessa hated about men. Her burning need for vengeance spawned
her plan. She would use the very bracelet that Jeff had left
behind.

A worm like him would easily be dominated then molded by a
determined woman like Vanessa. She had a degree in psychology and
knew all about hypnosis. Once he was under his control she'd
enjoy humiliating him and forcing him to treat all women the way
they deserved.

A woman should never be treated as a sexual object. She should be
revered as a goddess, obeyed as a queen. Women were the natural
superiors of men. With her one cunt she could get as many cocks
as she wished, whenever she wished, in any way that she
determined was proper.

Jeff sounded surprised to receive her phone call. Even more
surprised when she told him to come to her apartment on Friday
night at 7 P.M. sharp. It was clearly a command, not a request.
Jeff meekly agreed.

 It was Vanessa's first time in the local sex shop, but she knew
exactly what was needed. The leather dominatrix outfit was cut
with a plunging neckline on top and high on the thigh. It barely
covered the matching black leather thong she bought. Her breasts
were pushed together, making them look much bigger. Looking at
herself in the mirror was a real turn-on. Vanessa started getting
wet thinking of the effect this outfit would have on Jeff.

There were so many hot outfits, she couldn't resist buying a few.
After Jeff was conquered, they'd be good to tease him. She'd be
unmerciful.

Knowing his weakness was her tits, Vanessa concentrated on
outfits that lifted and emphasized them. Everything was leather.
She liked the feel of it against her skin.

She tolerated the leer of the cashier as she completed her
purchases. After all, he was simply another degenerate animal
like all other men. In addition to the leather outfit, Vanessa
bought two pairs of handcuffs, an adjustable collar, a jar of
K-Y, and a small whip. The whip felt so sensuous in her hands, it
was hard to put down.

Vanessa left the store believing that she'd calm down. But, she
couldn't stop thinking of what would happen that night. She was
in a continual state of sexual arousal, but didn't want to bring
herself off.

Images of Jeff kept popping, unbidden into her mind. Jeff naked,
looming masterfully over her supine body. Sucking on his hard
cock until he shot down her throat. Her wide spread legs
beckoning Jeff to assault her dripping pussy. The feeling of him
deep inside, forcing her helplessly thrusting hips to match his
demanding rhythm. Jeff's cock spearing into her defenseless ass.

No! It would not be that way. Vanessa would be the one in
control, the one to dominate. Jeff would be her tool, used for
her pleasure.

First, she needed to stop into the bathroom to dry the seepage
between her legs. Her panties were already soaked. It was
threatening to drip down her thighs and stain her skirt.

After getting home, Vanessa prepared herself, getting back into
her sexy outfit, putting on a heavy musk perfume, and going over
her plans again and again. Her makeup was designed to transform
her into a terrible goddess of retribution.

Examining herself in the mirror, Vanessa became worried. Yes, she
looked hot, but she could not afford to scare Jeff away before he
was under her total control. Vanessa took everything off. She
vowed to get plenty of use out of it in the future.

 Vanessa changed into a white satin bra and matching thong. She
struck a sexy pose in the mirror. It was just the effect she
needed.

Over this she wiggled into a tight, power-blue dress. The skirt
stopped five inches above her knees, displaying her shapely legs.
The dress was low cut in front so show off her cleavage. Honey to
bait her trap.

Vanessa re-did her makeup to go with the new outfit, but kept the
same erotic perfume. In fact, she added more under her arms,
between her breasts, and the insides of her thighs.

Even with all the time needed for these preparations, it was
still more then two hours until Jeff's scheduled arrival. Vanessa
sat, going over her plans again and again. She was very aroused
and wet when the hour of Jeff's arrival drew near. It was sweet
torture waiting for him to arrive.

Jeff rang the bell at 7:05. "You're late," were the first words
out of Vanessa's mouth. She was secretly happy to have an excuse
to punish him later. "I'm sor..," Jeff apology trailed off as he
looked at Vanessa's transformation. Her face was heavily made up.
The heavy perfume she wore made him think of sex. His eyes were
magnetically drawn to Vanessa's breasts. They looked huge and
ready to pop out of her tight dress.

Vanessa saw his crotch begin to bulge. He was already getting
hard. Now it was time to throw cold water on him. The constant
change between heat and cold would make him helpless.

"Stop looking at my chest!" Vanessa commanded. Jeff's eyes
reluctantly moved back to her face. " You will do everything I
ask immediately. If you cannot control yourself I'll kick you
right out of here," Vanessa threatened. "Yes, Vanessa," Jeff
replied. Sure enough the bulge in Jeff's pants went down.

This was going well, she thought. The lure of her body was making
him putty in her hands. Next she'd increase her control. Vanessa
said, "Please, sit down on the couch."

She walked over to a railing, turning to look at him over her
shoulder, bending over, and hiking up the back of her skirt she
said, "You're always looking at my chest. You should pay more
attention to the rest of me." Jeff agreed she had a hot, sexy ass
that he'd like to get his hand on.

Vanessa walked up the small staircase of her split-level. She put
on some slow, sexy music to set the needed mood. It was time to
tease, to make Jeff hot and willing to do whatever she asked.

Using her sexiest walk, Vanessa slowly danced down the stairs.
Swaying her hips made her breasts jiggle, even in her bra. She
lifted the front of her dress exposing her long sexy legs. Jeff's
eyes were locked on her and she could see a bulge beginning in
his pants.

Reaching the bottom step, Vanessa squatted down, with hands
between widespread knees. Her skirt was forced even higher to
show all of her creamy white thighs. Moving her hands slowly
upward, Vanessa lifted the dress to expose her white silken
panties.

Vanessa sat back on the bottom step, arms resting on her knees to
give Jeff a tantalizing view between her legs, obstructed only by
the thin panties. "Do you like what you see?" she asked. Jeff
merely nodded.

She sat on the couch, facing him and said in a sultry voice, "If
you desire more you must follow my directions." Vanessa pulled
out the diamond bracelet he'd given her. She began twirling it
directly over her breasts, knowing his eyes would be naturally
drawn there.

 Vanessa saw Jeff notice the nipple that was beginning to poke
out of her bra. That would distract his mind perfectly. She
intoned, "Look at the necklace. See how the light flashes off the
many facets. It moves back and forth, back and forth."

Her words drew his eyes to the bracelet. She continued, "The
bracelet is holding your eyes in place. You cannot move your eyes
from the bracelet no matter how hard you try. Watching the
bracelet, you are becoming more and more relaxed. You cannot
resist the feeling of relaxation overcoming you. Relax, Jeff.
Relax and look at the bracelet."

Vanessa continued her induction, "You are feeling very sleepy
now. Your eyelids are beginning to feel heavy. You try to keep
them open, but you are so sleepy they are closing. You cannot
hold them open. You are so sleepy.

"Now your eyelids are closed and you are asleep, but still able
to hear my voice." She saw Jeff's body relax and asked, "Jeff do
you hear me?" "Yes, Vanessa." "Will you follow all the commands I
give you" "Yes, Vanessa," her responded.

She began her commands, "You love me and worship my body. You
will show your devotion to me by pleasing me sexually and giving
me many orgasms. You will use your mouth, your tongue, and your
hands to explore every part of my body and discover what turns me
on the most." He replied, "Yes, Vanessa."

Now to establish her domination, "Women are superior to men in
all ways. You must refer to me as Mistress unless you are
permitted to use my name. It is normal and proper for a superior
woman like me to discipline a lowly man like you."

Vanessa continued, "We will establish submission and dominance
tonight. The submissive slave will be subject to the discipline
of the whip whenever required. The slave may be gagged and used
sexually in any way demanded. The slave may be tortured in any
way such as by denying orgasm until total submission is
acknowledged. Do you understand, lowly one?" He responded, "Yes
Mistress".

Vanessa smiled at how easy this was and said, "Now you must be
punished for being late and making me wait five minutes. You will
be handcuffed naked to the bed and whipped. First stand up, your
Mistress want to undress you," Vanessa said. After he stood, she
undid the buttons of his shirt, pulled it off, undid his zipper,
and pulled down his pants.

The sight of his body was making her even hotter. Vanessa nipples
were already engorged. Jeff moved slightly when he could make it
easier for her to undress him.

Vanessa breathed in his smell. She became light headed. Her eyes
drifted downward. His hard cock pressed against the boxer shorts.
She needed to hold it.

Vanessa pulled down his boxers and grasped Jeff's cock with both
hands. It was becoming hard to focus on her plan. She had planned
to tease him to the brink of orgasm, but was so turned on she
couldn't wait. "Now undress me," she commanded, releasing his
cock.

Vanessa planned to punish Jeff with the whip and then collar him
as her slave. First, they would both be naked. She'd tantalize
him with the sight and smell of the unreachable body he desired.

She'd handcuff him to the railing. He'd suffer the torture of the
feather light touches of her body against his. Unable to fight
back, his cock would harden until it hurt. She'd whip him until
he begged for her mercy, for her domination. She'd collar him
then begin all over again.

He undid her various snaps and zippers. Hands sliding across her
skin as he worked, heating it wherever he touched.

Her titanic tits tumbled free of the white satin bra as Jeff slid
it off. They were surprisingly firm considering their size. The
aerola were dark pink. The nipples stood out proudly. Only a
scant g-string protected her most intimate treasures.

His hand brushed across her right nipple sending a wave of desire
into Vanessa's wet pussy. She gasped. Automatically, she reached
up to protect her sensitive breasts.

Jeff knew he must pleasure the lovely goddess before him. He
brushed away her hands then began a tantalizing massage of her
bountiful breasts. He captured both nipples then began rolling
them between thumbs and forefingers. Vanessa's eyes closed. Her
breathing became heavy under Jeff's tender ministrations. This
was how she deserved to be worshiped.

Vanessa leaned into the caressing hands. Her hard nipples kept
shooting hot flashes to her rapidly moistening pussy. "Now for
the panties," Jeff said. "Mmmmm," she murmured in agreement.

Jeff needed to release the tormented nipples to slide her last
remaining garment down Vanessa's long legs. Eyes still closed,
she felt her sopping wet pussy being fully exposed.

She needed to feel more. Putting hands on his shoulders she
commanded, "Touch me." As Hal rose, his chest scraped against her
pouting nipples. His cock touched her pussy.

Vanessa gasped and pressed her slit against Jeff's hard cock,
rubbing back and forth, until he was firmly nestled between her
lower lips. His wonderful cock was covered with her juices. It
was making her hotter with every motion. She began panting with
exertion.

Without needing to command him, Jeff's hands rose to her breasts
and began a triple massage of both nipples and pussy that made
her delirious with need. Vanessa began moaning, unable to form
commands or even words. Her own movements stopped while Jeff
played a symphony of passion on her tender flesh.

 The music of his hands made her forget the need for dominance.
She barely noticed when Jeff lowered her naked form down to sit
on the white carpet. Vanessa's legs spread to give him greater
access to her treasures.

He pressed her onto her back, covering her body with his own.
Vanessa's arms wrapped around him, trying to maximize their
contact. She held him closely, reveling in the feeling of her
ample breasts being compressed against his chest.

Jeff continued to touch her as she had commanded. Vanessa's
arousal continued to build towards orgasm. "Do you want my hard
cock? Do you need it inside you? Vanessa can't live without a
hard cock in her hot wet cunt," Jeff whispered.

She needed to say "Yes, shove your cock into me", but was beyond
words. Vanessa raised her hips to hold his body still closer. The
passion building within took control of her. She began gently
thrusting her hot slit against his hardness.

His cock pressed open her slick cunt lips, the way she loved.
Pressing harder she was able to rub her clit against his manhood.
She moaned at the incredible sensations. Her juices flowed,
soaking both cock and pussy.

Jeff took this as a sign she was ready for penetration. Pulling
back a little, he positioned his cock between her pussy lips. She
was so wet that with a single thrust he was deep within her.

Vanessa felt the blunt tip stretching her as it entered,
penetrating, pushing into her hot, wet, welcoming cunt. A rising
moan burst from her, as his burning tool pushed aside the muscles
within, burying itself deep.

He pulled it back out. Her cunt felt so hollow, so empty. And
then, they thrust together, embedding his cock to the hilt.

She felt completed with his cock inside her, his broad hairy
chest crushing her large tits, skin-to-skin getting fucked. This
was the feeling she loved and needed. His maleness pervading her
senses. It was like nothing else in the world.

She tried to control the rhythm of their mutual thrusts, but her
instincts seemed to take over, causing her hips to match his
rhythm. Now he had bottomed out, she had all of his cock inside
her. Vanessa could feel the muscles of her vagina grasping Jeff's
cock as it thrust in and out.

Magically her arms lifted above her head. She crossed her wrists
as if bound. They were immobile. The feeling of being trapped, of
being dominated was exquisite.

Wait! She was supposed to be dominate, he submissive. Vanessa
tried to fight. She tried to break free. Her will must be
supreme!

Just then he reached up grabbing her tits. Jeff had been
supporting more then half his weight on his arms. Now, crushing
her body to the carpet, he began rubbing her vulnerable nipples.
The thrilling caress decimated her focus. Her mind centered on
the glorious sensations from her tits and cunt.

Vanessa gasped and moaned with each of Jeff's powerful thrusts.
She could never remember getting so hot, so fast with any man or
woman. What kind of magic did he possess?

Somehow in the midst of her sexual delirium, Vanessa thought
"Protection". She had never made Jeff put on a condom or used any
birth control on herself. He could make her pregnant! Suddenly
realizing the danger, she struggled to gain control of hervoice.

"Jeeeeefff", she moaned, "Sssssssstttttt" Jeff's covered her
mouth with his own thrusting his tongue within, cutting off her
words. Her tongue joined in gentle battle with his. She could not
speak, only feel.

A slave to the ancient rhythms, Vanessa's feet wrapped around
Jeff's back. Each thrust rubbing her clit, electrifying their
union. He fanned the fiery passions of her body's needs.

She was a leaf in the hurricane, a helpless prisoner forced to
satisfy his lusts. He could take what he wished, she mustsubmit.

The combined assaults on her senses multiplied the overpowering
effect of the burning cock thrusting relentlessly within her.
Vanessa's mind dissolved. She surrendered her soul, forgetting
about everything but the pleasure giver within. It was fast
spuring her on to a mind-blowing orgasm.

Vanessa became a cunt. Impaling herself again and again on his
fleshy spear. She was almost there. Just one more thrust!

Holding her down he pulled out all but the tip of his cock and
held it there. Vanessa moaned in frustration. She felt a hollow,
burning emptiness. Her cunt needed to be filled. She was so
close.

Growling like the animal she had become, her hips tried to force
the lost cock back. He was too strong, she was held in a vicelike
grip, denied completion. She despaired, totally at his mercy.

"Tell me what you want," demanded Jeff. Finding her voice she
responded, "Fuck meeeee! Shove your hard cock into my nasty
cunt."

Keeping it just inside her pussy, Jeff moved his cock in little
circles, brushing lightly against her clitoris again and again,
inflaming her need beyond endurance. It became an incandescent
agony in her belly. She'd do anything to stop the pain.

"You slut, beg me like a slave," Jeff commanded. "What!?" Vanessa
thought in a split-second, "How could he break the bonds of her
hypnotic commands. Then she remembered that the way it was
phrased either of them could be dominant and the other a sex
slave."

Vanessa couldn't resist the compulsion of the need he'd inflamed.
"Master, your slave begs for your cock," she moaned in absolute
surrender, "Use me as your whore. Fuck me like the lowest slut.
Make me yours. Command me and I obey."

"Strawberry slave," Jeff said, "When you feel my cock re-enter
your cunt, you will cum 10 times stronger then you ever have in
your life and you'll keep cumming until you feel me cum in your
cunt. That will reveal the true slave within you."

Jeff's cock rammed into his slave's cunt. Vanessa screamed as the
strongest orgasm she'd ever experienced racked her body. She
collapsed, chest heaving to catch her breath.

Jeff hadn't come yet. Still hard, he gently thrust in and out of
her, waiting to see what happened next.

After less then a minute, Vanessa's hips began thrusting again.
She became a wild animal beneath Jeff. He had to hold tightly
onto her to keep from being thrown by the bucking bronco she'd
become.

A loud moan burst from Vanessa's lips as a second orgasm shook
her. This time her thrusting hips slowed, but did not stop.

Her cunt began squeezing Jeff's cock as if milking it. It was the
most fantastic feeling. He had planned on giving her many more
orgasms, but he was loosing control.

Vanessa began slamming her cunt into him. When her next orgasm
hit it pushed Jeff over the edge.

She felt a burning stream of hot cum deep in her womb. Her cunt
had captured his seed. It triggered another joyful climax from
deep within her, not the strongest, but somehow the most
satisfying.

Jeff felt his shrinking cock skip from Vanessa's slippery snatch.
He told her, "You have pleased me, slave. I now own you. You will
be trained."

"Yes, my Master. Your slave loves you." she replied, easily
adjusting to her new role in life. Vanessa gazed up at her new
Master with adoration. It was all true. She had never climaxed so
hard or known such joy before she acknowledged her slavery, her
total submission to his will. Her love for him filled her heart.
"Please hold your slave," she begged.

"Strawberry slave, Sleep."

Instantly, Vanessa's eyes drooped shut, and her breathing became
deep and even.

Jeff rolled off her. He gazed at the fantastic body that he had
dreamed of for months. She belonged to him now. The proof of his
conquest was leaking out of her slit, the milky-white mixture of
their cum.

Vanessa had thought that she was the hunter, but the wily prey
had turned on her. It was she that had been captured and tamed.

He thought back to when he'd first showed her the diamond
bracelet. About his many "suggestions" including the sexy outfits
that she'd bought at the local sex shop. The handcuffs, collar,
and whip would all look well on her. She'd model each one for
him, dancing and stripping as foreplay.

He spoke to her luscious, sleeping form "Tomorrow night and every
night you will be mine."

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