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Subject: {ASSM} Controlling Dawn - Chapter 2 By Dawn1958
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I am attaching ch2 of my story, Controlling Dawn.
 
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Controlling Dawn By Dawn1958 Email dawnharvey1958@hotmail.com Please email
me your suggestions and comments.  This story was written for a young woman
who had dreams but no way of expressing them.  I hope she likes my version.

   Chapter 2 - At the Tattoo Parlor!

   Dawn arrived at the house not knowing for sure what Ray's blackmail
demands were for the upcoming encounter.  An informative email arrived in
her inbox on Wednesday, but Ray never mentioned which one of her stories he
planned making her act out.  When she rang the doorbell, the sound of the
chimes made her stomach churn with great nervousness.  The door opened and
Ray's grinning face immediately made her want to run away.  "You look very
attractive, Susan!"

   In a heartbeat, her mind flashed to the story she considered one of her
best.  She recalled the various chapters in 'Susan's Request' and wondered
which one Ray would select.  Dawn pondered the possibility of it being
chapter one where she had sex in a picnic shelter, or chapter two where she
was gangbanged at the student's house.  Then the prospect of it being the
chapter about the tattoo parlor sent shivers of panic through her entire
body, as Dawn wondered how she would ever explain tattoos to her husband.

   The scheming Ray hustled her and Brenda out to the car before much was
said.  He drove leaving Brenda in front with him and Dawn in the back by
herself.  When they entered the downtown district, Dawn's stomach churned
when she saw neon lights and many small businesses.  Then the car slowed
and Dawn noticed a sign she would never forget, 'Doug's Ink Spot.' Ray
parked in front of a dimly lit tattoo parlor and Dawn had trouble
breathing.

   They entered the tattoo parlor and Dawn's legs were so rubbery that she
found it hard to walk.  In her story, the artist was a rugged man, yet he
had a handsome, appealing quality that Dawn relished.  The man greeting
them was anything but good looking and he radiated an air of arrogance that
she hated.  "Come!  In here where we can do the work," he said, motioning
frantically with his hand for them to join him in a back room.  "Ray tells
me you wish to get a couple of tattoos."

   On wobbly legs, Dawn followed Ray and Brenda into a back, secluded room
of the parlor.  "Doug's one of the best.  His work is renowned around the
city so you won't find anyone better," Ray said.  "He's agreed to put a
tattoo on your boob and one on your ass.  You remember your story and what
happened to Susan?"

   Dawn felt a few tiny heaves in her stomach and she tried hard not to
upchuck.  Doug held out his hand, which contained a colorful picture and
the letter 'D'.  The letter was in fancy Edwardian Script and it took Dawn
a second or two before she recognized the significance.  "These are the two
tattoos Ray requested.  This one goes on your...  chest," he said.  "And
this pretty letter goes on that sexy ass."

   Doug's eyes never wavered from her boobs.  Dawn's hatred grew for the
man when he spoke nonchalantly, filling her with extreme panic.  The fact
she was getting tattoos whether she wanted them or not was frightening. 
Then she got even sicker when she stared at the letter in Doug's hand. 
"No! Dear gawd, you can't," she pleaded, getting more desperate by the
minute.

   "Don't worry.  Nobody has to know what the 'D' stands for.  Your husband
doesn't have to know," Doug said, trying hard not to chuckle out loud. 
"It'll just be between us.  We'll know it stands for the man who made you a
real woman.  Hubby can think it is his lovely, faithful wife's initial."

   "Oh gawd, please no."

   "Just think, honey.  Every time you take a shower...  every time you go
for a swim...  every time you look at your ass you'll think of me.  The man
who fucked your brains out, as you enjoyed every second."

   "No.  No!"

   The tattoos and now the mention of sex gave Dawn the feeling of total
helplessness.  She stared at the disgusting man, as his lips moved. 
"Strip! Take off all your clothes...  even the undies," Doug ordered.  "No
need to ruin good clothes by getting them covered with ink."

   His reasoning didn't make Dawn feel any better.  She knew it wasn't
necessary to be completely naked, but she was too afraid to argue with the
overbearing man.  Her hands shook like crazy, as she removed her clothes
one piece at a time.  Doug was a little anxious, but he resisted the
temptation to hurry Dawn, not wanting to scare her too much.  When Dawn was
down to bra and panties, all it took was one glare from the man to know she
was not finished.  With a whimper, she removed the last two garments,
putting big smiles on all of the onlooker's faces.

   Thankfully the next hour was conducted with the ultimate proficiency of
a competent tattoo artist.  Doug had Dawn lay on her back and although he
had a hard time not staring at her nudity, he managed to engrave a picture
onto her chest.  It was a pretty rose complete with a thorny stem and small
green leaf, which he put on the upper portion of Dawn's left breast.  Then
Doug got her to roll over and he proceeded to complete the humiliation.  He
made sure to take his time and all the while molested her rear, even
grazing the tops of her velvety thighs occasionally.

   Doug was finished the vivacious artistry when Dawn realized her dilemma
was just beginning.  The artist was beside the table when he set down his
equipment.  He grabbed her arms and sternly pinned them at her sides. 
"Open your legs.  Show me your pussy, slut!  The one I'm going to fill with
chizz," he hissed.  "I bet it's been awhile since you fucked a real man?"

   There was no response from the sexy woman.  The man was arrogant and the
biggest asshole Dawn had ever met; yet she trembled with uncontrollable
trepidation.  Without warning, he used his brute strength to turn her over
onto her back.  Dawn immediately wanted to cover her nudity, but she
quickly forgot the idea when she noticed the intense desire on the man's
face.  It took all of her willpower to merely lay still, as she watched in
horror when Doug took off his clothes.

   In no time, the man was naked and standing at the foot of the table. 
Abruptly he grabbed her by the ankles.  He swiftly pulled her all the way
down the table, spreading her legs at the same time, until they were around
his hips.  Doug roughly pried Dawn's legs apart and moved between them
until his semi-hard penis rested on her upraised pelvis.  "Grab it.  Make
me hard, honey," he whispered.  "Make me hard so I can fuck the daylights
out of you."

   Dawn struggled as much as possible to keep the cock away from her
crotch, fearing Doug's next move.  She stared at the man's penis, which
swayed back and forth across her pelvis, and caught sight of his hand at
the very last moment, just before it struck her cheek.  It was one of those
stunning moments of her life when the man actually slapped her face.  Her
head jerked viciously to the side and then Doug grabbed a handful of her
hair.  "Slut!  I said get it hard.  Get my cock hard now, before I tattoo
your cunt so your husband can see you're a whore."

   Her cheek was on fire, as her hand moved real fast.  Dawn knew the man
wouldn't seriously hurt her, yet the intimidation had a profound, positive
effect on her.  She was certain that she didn't sit up straighter so she
could reach the man's pecker, yet suddenly it was in her hand.  Dawn felt
the prick jerk in anticipation of her hand moving and then she lifted the
droopy penis.  It was already quite big and her dainty fingers looked very
small around the growing shaft.

   Dawn was utterly amazed when the cock got rock-hard in a jiffy.  She
felt the blood surge through the man's cock and then it throbbed madly in
her fist.  "That's it, honey.  Just wait...  I'm going to fuck your slutty
cunt...  then you're going to suck my dick until it's hard enough to fuck
your sweet ass."

   Dawn heard the vile remarks, but she was too afraid to say anything. 
Her hand obediently moved slowly up and down the thick shaft, making the
man very happy.  "I bet you like holding it, feeling it...  don't you
honey? Well it's time...  to stick it into your whore-belly," he said. 
"It's time you fucked a real man."

   She remained passive unable to understand what was happening, as Doug
pulled her off the table.  She landed on her feet and watched when he
quickly climbed onto the tabletop, laying flat on his back.  His big pecker
flopped up and landed on his tummy and it sort of jerked randomly when he
stared at the startled woman.  Doug used his groin muscles to voluntarily
make himself harder, jerking his rod up and down to make it look like
magic. He put his thumb and forefinger on the base of his cock and held the
massive shaft straight up in a most taunting fashion.

   In Dawn's damning fantasy, she was raped.  The bastard took her without
her consent in her dream, but all of a sudden it wasn't playing out in that
manner.  The man expected her to perform the disgusting act of sitting on
top of his upstanding prick and actually screw herself.  Dawn stared at the
pulsating cock, as it seemed to grow even bigger when Doug waved it around
in the air.  She found it impossible to move and stood perfectly motionless
beside the large tattoo table.

   When the man spoke, Dawn flinched.  "You better make it good.  I like my
whores to do it all...  show me what sluts they are," Doug said.  The man
simply lay on his back, holding his illustrious ramrod in the air.

   Dawn would remember the most merciless sexual experience of her life. 
Before she knew what happened, Ray and Brenda assisted in her disgrace. 
Her feet moved and she found herself kneeling on top of the table in a
matter of seconds.  The couple shoved her forward until her legs were on
either side of Doug's hips and her crotch was perilously close to the
throbbing pecker.  Dawn felt the heat radiating from the long, hard shaft
and then it brushed against her burning flesh.

   Suddenly her hips shifted forward with Ray's expert guidance.  The cock
bent and fell under her crotch before springing up behind her rear-end. 
Doug continued to hold the base of his cock with his hand and he slapped
her ass enticingly with the elongated shaft.  What happened most likely
occurred in a fleeting moment, but it felt like a lifetime to Dawn. 
Numerous hands positioned her perfectly over Doug's cock and abruptly she
felt it poking her crotch directly in the middle.

   If there was ever a memory that would never go away, this was it.  Dawn
leaned over Doug's chest and she reasoned there was nothing about the man
that she liked.  She loathed his unruly appearance with a growth of two or
three-days of whiskers making him look even worse.  His chest was
completely blanketed with multicolored tattoos and Dawn never liked men
with tattoos.  Doug certainly wasn't well built, but he did have big biceps
and powerful arms, which Dawn found daunting.

   Dawn felt hands on her lower back and the top portion of her butt.  Her
hips were forced downward, directly on top of the man's prick, and she felt
the flared head push against her puffy labia.  She reached down to prevent
entry, but her pussy lips parted immediately and her breathing stopped as
the head easily slipped into her waiting honey-hole.  The evil grin on
Doug's face would forever be etched in her mind, yet she couldn't look
away. She noticed how his bulging eyes never left her chest and knew he
ogled her boobs, which swayed slightly back and forth.

   Dawn felt the man's hands on her waist and his fingers dug into her soft
flesh.  There was a sudden jerk when Doug pulled her hips downward and then
he slammed his cock to the hilt.  All the air came out of her lungs and she
wasn't able to breathe, as she grew red and flushed.  Dawn gasped for air
and her eyes grew bigger.  Then she noticed the smug grin of satisfaction
on Doug's face.  "You're just like my other sluts...  you love cock."

   Her struggle for survival continued.  "No!  I don't want you.  I hate
you.  You're a prick.  Nothing, but a big prick." There seemed to be
something dreadfully wrong and Dawn was positive she could regain her
dignity if only the arrogant man would stop moving her around.

   "You're a cunt just like the rest of them.  All you want is my cock,"
Doug hissed.  "Once you get a boner inside your belly, you can't stop
moving that sexy ass around."

   Dawn never realized an orgasm could happen so fast.  The first short,
swift tremor shot through her tummy, yet she assumed her stamina would not
be lessened.  She stared into the eyes of the devil without uttering
another protest.  "You're the biggest slut.  Look...  you can't wait for
it," Doug whispered.  "Keep that sexy ass moving, honey.  Keep humping my
cock you gorgeous slut."

   Dawn wanted to scream at the man.  She desperately wanted to tell him
that he was scum and she hated everything about him, but that didn't
happen. Dawn felt her belly explode with a fury that robbed her
self-control, as her entire body began to shudder.  It was an orgasm and
she was powerless to stop or even slow it down.  "Sit up straight...  so I
can see those big tits.  I love the way they bounce around when you hump my
prick."

   "Oh gawd, why?"

   "That's it slut...  make those tits dance for me!

   "Oh gawd, no."

   "Sweet Jesus, those tits are gorgeous."

   "Stop.  I can't; I just can't."

   "Now show me that slutty piece of meat.  Show me your clit as you cum
all over my dick." Dawn wasn't aware her hands had roamed down the front of
her body in a slithering fashion.  Suddenly her right hand slipped onto her
pelvis and her fingers dipped into the immense wetness.  "Just like that,
slut.  Now go ahead...  touch it!"

   She did what the bastard demanded and her temperature rose higher.  Dawn
felt like she was burning up, but it didn't stop her fingers.  She would
never understand why she spread her swollen labia with one hand and
displayed her uncontrollable lust with the other.  Dawn held her tiny
clitoris between her thumb and finger, as if waiting for something.  "Do
it. Pull that little bitchy thing out of your dirty cunt.  Show me that
clitty.  Show me how much you like being my slut."

   Her eyes rolled upward trying desperately not to look at the disgusting
man.  "Gawd, why?" Dawn was long past caring and the lust was too strong.
"Oh please, no more."

   Doug thrust upward with his powerful hips and planted his cock to the
hilt.  Dawn's orgasm flourished like nothing she had ever experienced. 
Just as she thought her inner being was completely drained, Doug proved her
wrong.  "C'mon.  Pull it...  pull it hard," he ordered in a mocking
fashion. "Harder!  Show me!"

   It was the ride of her life and Dawn couldn't stop.  She knew it was a
lewd and shameful display when she yanked her clitoris, obeying his vulgar
wishes.  Her fingers squeezed hard, but the fleeting pain was quickly
replaced with animal passion.  The bud pulsed like mad and she squeezed
harder, knowing Doug was staring at her precious pussy.  Dawn even leaned
backwards a little, which enabled the man to see everything, and she
shuddered to think lust made her act so foolishly.

   Dawn tried to pull her knees together, as the vicious spasms rocked her
body.  Her legs hugged Doug's sweaty torso and the orgasm seemed
everlasting.  There was no hatred, no shame or no embarrassment, as that
would come later.  Dawn couldn't remember any other cock being so deep or
so alive, as every muscle inside her belly went into violent convulsions.
She felt Doug's hips thrust skyward and knew the man was filling her with
his vile seed.

   That was the moment Dawn realized that lust had no mercy, as it could
turn a happily married, righteous woman like herself into a slut.  If sex
on top of the tattoo table wasn't bad enough, she hastily found herself
sucking the man's disgusting cock.  "I've never had a woman cum like
that... never had a woman move her ass like you do," Doug whispered.  "Now
suck the cock that was in your belly."

   Dawn's heart pounded so hard it almost came out of her chest.  She
couldn't understand how such a man gained control over her and why she
didn't scratch his eyes out when he treated her like a common slut.  Doug
grabbed her by the hair and forced her head into his lap.  Dawn recalled
her story and how the tattoo artist defiled poor Susan.  All of a sudden
she was the poor victim being ravaged by a villain even more impious than
the Jim in her story.

   Doug was in his glory.  He wanted to tease and give Dawn something extra
to take home.  All of a sudden he jumped up.  He landed on the floor and
easily forced Dawn to stand up as well.  They faced each other and Dawn had
a growing fear her dilemma wasn't over.  "I agreed to do the two tattoos
for your boyfriend, but I didn't know you were so sexy...  so goddamn
ravishing," he said with a straight face.  "Ray wants us to act out a
story. He tells me that you are a writer of erotic stories."

   "No more, please, I've had enough."

   "Apparently you are Ray's favorite writer and he wants us to act out a
particular portion of a story," Doug whispered.  "But first, honey.  I've
always had a certain fantasy and now is the time for me to make it real."

   "No more, please." Dawn had no idea what he meant, but she instantly
realized Doug's fantasy meant something dire happening to her.

   "I think we should give you something a little extra to take home to
hubby," Doug said, as he completely ignored her pleas.  "A good shave will
make that horny cunt look even better.  Besides, I don't like getting hair
in my mouth when I eat pussy."

   "No...  no, dear gawd you can't."

   "Don't look at Ray.  He's not going to save you," Doug said.  The man
was confident and so sure of himself that Dawn broke out in a big sweat. 
"Just wait till you get shaved.  You'll wonder why you didn't try it
before."

   "No, please not that.  You can't."

   "I love sluts who beg for it...  just like you."

   "But I'm not.  Please, I've had enough."

   "We have lots of time.  First I'm going to shave that pretty pussy... 
then show you the best time of your life."

   "No...  no, dear gawd, leave me alone, please."

   "C'mon.  Hold the bitch down.  Hold her down so I can really show the
world," Doug ordered, as Ray and Brenda quickly complied.  "Wait till hubby
sees her snatch.  I bet he'll love the girlie-look of shaved pussy."

   "Oh gawd, don't.  I just can't go home like that!"

   Quickly Dawn found herself back on the table.  Brenda merely stood
beside her friend as Ray and Doug easily stretched Dawn out on her back. 
Ray stood beside her and grabbed a handful of her hair.  He pinned Dawn's
head flat on the table as Doug got his shaving materials ready.  "Now be a
good girl.  You don't want to move or Doug might cut that sexy pussy," Ray
whispered in her ear.

   The room grew deathly silent and all eyes watched Doug reach for a tray.
He proceeded to lather up Dawn's pelvis and to her horror, grabbed his
razor.  When Doug put the sharp steel against her skin, she felt goosebumps
form all over her body.  Dawn stared straight up at the ceiling.  She was
too afraid to move when the man ran the razor downward and left a clean
strip across her quivering pelvis.  Doug gingerly moved the razor over her
heated flesh and he happily shaved every strand of dark hair off her pelvis
and from between her legs.

   The glorious task made everyone hot except Dawn who stared straight
ahead in great uncertainty, wondering how she would ever explain the sudden
shaved appearance.  Her neatly trimmed bush slowly disappeared.  Dawn would
never understand her inflamed emotions, which seemed to increase each time
Doug moved the razor.  The heightened tension filled her entire body and
her flesh seemed to get hotter and hotter.  Then Doug's fingers groped the
narrow space between her legs and she was unable to prevent his finger from
lingering on the tip of her raised slit.

   There were so many things Dawn would remember, but none more than what
happened next.  Ray tilted her head up so she could witness a seduction of
a lifetime.  Her legs were lewdly splayed to the sides and Doug's grinning
face was between them.  Dawn wasn't the type of woman to look at herself
during sex yet suddenly she stared at her crotch in disbelief.  Her entire
clitoris lay exposed to the world, as Doug's fingers spread the puffy
labia. Doug's face was mere inches from her overheated flesh and his tongue
lashed out in a flicking motion.

   Dawn couldn't remember watching anything more vulgar.  It was the
strangest sensation when Doug's tongue lashed out and licked the twitching
clitoris.  Her hips reacted a split-second later with an abrupt jerk almost
like the tongue was remotely controlling them.  Again and again Doug rolled
the clitty back and forth with the tip of his tongue and each time Dawn's
hips responded much to the delight of the onlookers.

   In a moment of great elation, Doug sucked her opening and devoured the
entire clit into his burning mouth.  Dawn's body became extremely stiff and
there was no mistaking the cunnilingus had a devastating effect on her
resolve, as she uttered long, low moans of sexual torture.  Her body
trembled but remained almost rigid, as she struggled to overcome the
molestation.

   Doug nibbled on the clit that was buried inside his mouth and he made a
snap decision when he noticed the telltale signs of lost control.  Dawn's
hips bucked randomly and her breathing became mere frantic gasps for air,
as her stomach heaved like crazy, but Doug demanded more.  Without warning
he reneged on his promise to Ray and forged forward with his own plan.

   In a flash Doug took the seduction to another stage.  He jumped up on
the padded tattoo table and lay beside the shivering woman.  Just as his
hand trust into Dawn's crotch and cupped her raised pelvis, Doug put his
lips against her ear.  "Holy fuck lady...  not yet.  Fuckin' wait for it...
wait 'til my little slut gets my dick inside." Doug's voice trembled with
excitement, as he kissed her ear.  "You're going to be my sweet, little
doggie...  my bitch."

   Dawn heard voices, but nothing registered in her conscious mind for many
seconds.  Doug's hand cupped her pussy and his fingers pressed down at the
exact spot that caused the most frustration.  It was the hardest struggle
of her life, yet somehow Dawn managed to halt the surrender.  She acted
like any woman, fighting to stop an unwanted orgasm by tightening every
muscle until gaining a measure of control over the runaway ecstasy.

   Doug pressed harder with his middle finger, but he didn't dare move it
around very much.  He was in his glory and yearned for the ultimate prize.
"I agreed to eat you out...  apparently like what you wrote about in your
story, but you're too hot to resist."

   Her sweltering passion dipped slightly when Doug shifted gears, but he
was too shrewd to allow a long respite.  Dawn arched her back, but there
was no getting away from the man's determined and experienced hand.  Doug
seemed to know when to squeeze the tiny clitty and when to let it go. 
Every time her hips vibrated and trembled in anticipation of going all the
way, Doug relented.  He wanted to keep Dawn hanging by her fingernails,
ready to fall into the canyon of lust.

   "No, stop, please stop."

   Doug kept his right hand on the heart of Dawn's soul and he grabbed her
hair with his left.  With a sudden jerk of her hair, he got her to focus on
what he was saying.  "Slut!  Wait for it.  Don't fuckin' cum yet," he
whispered.  "I need to get you nice and wet for my boner.  I'm going to
fuck that girlie cunt of yours and turn you into my sweet-ass whore."

   "Oh, gawd no, no more."

   Doug expected a race to the finish and his heart beat fast in
anticipation.  "Ray told me how your Susan creamed all over the tattoo
artist's cock.  Are you going to do that for me when I screw you like a
bitch?" Doug jerked her head back and forth demanding an answer.  "Are
you?"

   "No.  Never, you bastard."

   It happened so fast that Dawn was on her hands and knees before she
could struggle.  Ray was there to help Doug and the two strong men easily
coaxed Dawn into a perfect doggie position.  She raised her head fully
intending on telling both men to go to hell, but her words were stifled in
a heartbeat.  Doug jumped behind her and with one swift motion, rammed his
steel rod into her crotch.  The man grabbed the insides of her upper thighs
and he pulled her torso back, as hard as he could, when his cock hit the
mark.

   There was a violent rush of air out of her chest and then Dawn held her
breath, as the man speared her deepest being.  Doug embedded his cock to
the hilt and held still for a few seconds, feeling a sudden desperation
that her tight cunt might rob his stamina.  He focused all his attention on
controlling the rising desire so the moment could be extended.  Then Doug
let go of her hips and used both hands to grab her head.

   Doug intertwined his fingers into the long curly strands of hair and
yanked on Dawn's head.  The resulting fuck-session would be remembered
forever.  Doug treated Dawn exactly like his bitch and pounded his cock in
and out with a raging animal passion.  Every time he drove into the core of
her body, he pulled hard on her hair to severely arch her back.  At the
same time Dawn's tits swayed back and forth like boats on a rough sea and
brought immense joy to Ray and Brenda.  Ray had never witnessed a more
stimulating sight and he stared at the tits, as they slapped together
during the robust assault.

   The worst thing about the entire affair for Dawn was knowing how wrong
it was.  She was powerless to stop the rising desire and waited impatiently
for the telltale signs of Doug's uncontrollable lust.  Her womb was a
volcano with hot lava licking the head of the man's cock yet he prolonged
the intercourse.  Doug felt the extraordinary vagina squeezing his long,
extended shaft and he relished the milking action each time he pumped in
and out.

   It was the strangest feeling when a huge tidal wave of passion filled
her head.  Dawn's hips bucked wildly and she pushed back at the man even
though she knew it was a mistake.  She let the screaming ecstasy control
her mind.  Her abundant juices flowed freely, which coated the intruder and
allowed him to inch his way a fraction deeper into her womanly domain. 
When Dawn felt the scorching lava fill her inner being, her last shred of
decency disappeared.

   Doug ended her misery in true doggie fashion.  Lust raged through her
body, as an everlasting orgasm flourished and the summit seemed higher than
Dawn ever imagined.  Lost in a sea of desire, she merely muttered a few
non-rational words and noises.  "Nooo, no.  Gaaaw...  oh fuck.  You
rotten...  you dirty bastard.  Oh fuck...  fuck...  fuuuu." Dawn cried out
knowing it would make Doug and Ray very happy.

   "You're the best.  Keep fucking baby...  keep moving that pretty ass."

   "Why...  gawd, why?"

   Using her knees as a balance point, Doug rocked her back and forth by
using the firm grip of her hair.  Dawn was a sea of wild motion and her
pussy convulsed around the big prick buried in her belly, which quickly
eroded further attempts by Doug to prolong his orgasm.  He pounded his hips
into the back of her crotch and finished empting his immense load of hot
semen.  "Hang on baby, I'm filling that whore-belly with cum.  Take it home
to papa!"

   The sexual encounter was far beyond what Ray dreamed or planned.  The
tattooed maniac rode his bitch like a mad dog and Ray would never forget
Dawn's wild eyes, as the beast ravaged her.  "Sweet shit, you're doing it.
You're getting your brains fucked out just like in your story.  Remember?"

   Her blackmailer was in her face and Dawn felt totally helpless.  "Make
it stop...  please make it stop."

   "Keep fucking, love...  just like Susan.  You should see what you look
like...  getting humped like a dog."

   "Make him stop, please."

   "You've never written about it, but I think you should," Ray whispered.
Then he waited a few seconds, as Dawn merely groaned from immense fatigue.
"I think you should add a dog in your story.  Can you imagine?  Dawn
getting fucked by a dog and becoming a real bitch."

   Dawn would try hard to forget riding the pinnacle of sexual lust, but
Ray would remind her every time he could.  She teetered and wobbled for the
longest time before Doug's hips quieted.

   ***

   Dawn was totally exhausted when Doug's climax ended.  She remembered
glancing to the side and seeing Brenda getting fucked by a wild man.  Ray
had his cock buried to the balls and he grunted loudly, as he screwed his
girlfriend.  Neither held anything back and Dawn noticed how Ray was the
first to blow, which was quickly followed by Brenda's climax.  Dawn found
it alluring when she watched the two copulate without caring they were
being watched.

   Once everybody was satisfied, sex became less paramount.  Not much was
said, as they all dressed, and the thoughts were of how Dawn was going to
explain her newly anointed body.  The three left the tattoo parlor in
silence.  Ray drove and went straight home so that Dawn could retrieve her
car.  He couldn't get the scenes of lust and desire out of his head and
every glance at Dawn brought back images of the dramatic adventure.  Ray's
heartbeat quickened when he dreamed of reenacting another one of Dawn's
erotic stories.

   Dawn still had to get home, but the hour drive would enable her to
recover.  She didn't look forward to facing her husband and the drive would
give a chance to think of an explanation.  Just like the previous sessions
of unfaithfulness, Dawn felt apprehensive.  This time she would have to lie
to Harvey and tell him that she had a sudden urge to get a tattoo.  Not
only one, but two boldly engraved into her once unblemished flesh.

   Involuntarily her hand went up to feel the one on her boob and she felt
her heart thumping madly in her chest.  Then Dawn imagined telling her
husband about the one on her butt and she wondered what Harvey would say.
He would certainly question her choice of tattoos, as her own initial
tattooed on her ass-cheek wouldn't seem normal.  But what choice did she
have, Dawn wondered?

   Suddenly she recalled the new clean-shaven facade, which would be very
shocking.  Dawn prayed Harvey would believe her story that she had a sudden
urge for a fresh look.  She did feel optimistic because they had talked
about spicing up their sex life after many years of marriage and this was
certainly one way.  Then she wondered if there were other alternatives, but
her options appeared very limited.  Dawn's main goal was saving her secure
marriage and not having Harvey question her faithfulness.

   ***What's Next For Dawn?

   Dawn had no idea what Ray planned this time.  She arrived for the
rendezvous knowing it was not the smartest thing, but the blackmail was too
overwhelming.  Ray controlled her destiny and Dawn merely followed
directions hoping for some kind of salvation.  Her body shivered and she
was filled with the most helpless feeling when Ray stood in front of her,
glaring at her with an unyielding stare.  "Today you'll be Sarah. 
Remember...  'Controlling Sarah'?" Ray held the paralyzing stare as he
talked.  "It took me a long time, but I finally found the right teens.  Two
boys who have something you want...  and need!"

   The erotic story flashed though her head and each scene made Dawn more
and more distraught.  "Dear Lord, Ray.  Have mercy.  I'm a married woman. I
can't have sex with boys," Dawn pleaded.  "I'm a grown woman and can't be
caught having sex with someone young...  with teenagers!"

   Ray whispered in a gruff, steady voice.  "I have dreamed of nothing
else, but watching you get your brains fucked out by these teens." The
smile on the man's stern face sent a shiver of doom through Dawn.  "Just
wait.  These may look like boys...  but when you see what inside their
pants...  you'll act like a schoolgirl."

   All of a sudden they weren't the only ones in the room.  Dawn turned her
head and watched Brenda and two teenage boys enter.  Her mouth hung open,
as Brenda slowly walked over to stand beside her boyfriend while the boys
plopped down onto the sofa.  Dawn had no idea that one of the teens was 18
and the other was 19, as by looking at their faces she imaged they were
much younger.  She couldn't fathom anything happening to her that was more
sinful or immoral and her heart beat out of control.

   Suddenly Ray grabbed Dawn's arm.  "You're in for a treat, honey. 
Remember Dawn's story, 'Controlling Sarah?' Well you get to see the movie
and the author is the real-life heroine," he whispered to Brenda.  He
swiftly twisted Dawn around and pinned the woman's arm behind her back. 
Then Ray leaned against Dawn and whispered in her ear from behind, as they
faced the leering teens.  "Let's show the boys your tits," he whispered. 
Ray put his lips on Dawn's inflamed ear and stoked it with his tongue. 
"They're going to love your big, luscious boobies."

   Dawn held her breath when the man grabbed the top button of her blouse.
She was dressed exactly, as ordered by Ray, when he emailed her the
instructions for the blackmail session.  It had to be a five-button silk
blouse, a black-lace bra, tight denim jeans and the skimpiest pair of thong
panties.  Slowly and with all the tantalizing teasing in the world, Ray
unbuttoned one button at a time until the blouse hung open.

   It was almost impossible for Dawn to stand and resist temptation.  She
desperately raised her free arm and attempted to cover up, but Ray
instantly proved he was in-charge.  He swatted her hand down again and
spoke in the most threatening fashion.  "You better be a real good girl. 
Real good or I'll let hubby know exactly what a slut you are," Ray
whispered.  His voice was low so only she could hear, but the message was
vividly clear.  "Do what you're told, or else!"

   The two teenagers leered at Dawn, as her entire body shook with the
anticipation of what Ray might do.  He purposely waited for a minute before
pulling the loose front of the blouse back and over Dawn's shoulders.  Then
he let the garment slip down her arms and remain behind her, as everyone
marveled at the spectacular boobs.  The lacy black bra seemed to push up
and highlight Dawn's cleavage, which resulted in groans from across the
room.

   Abruptly Ray grabbed the front clasp of the bra and again he held
motionless, cradling her in his arms.  Dawn noticed the boy's eyes widen
with the great expectation of witnessing a real woman's breasts.  She
stared straight ahead and the dramatic young faces detailed exactly what
happened.  Ray deftly pinched the clasp and in a whisk the stretchy garment
fell off her boobs much to the delight of the two enthused teens.  Dawn
watched when they licked their lips, as if they were about to suck on the
sweetest lollipop.

   It took all of her resolve and strength to remain standing.  Dawn's
right arm was still pinned behind her back and her legs vibrated.  Ray put
his right arm around Dawn's neck and yanked backwards.  He put his lips on
Dawn's inflamed ear and lashed out with his wet tongue.  "Sarah!  Do you
remember babysitting?  Two teenagers...  Bobby and Jimmy," Ray whispered.
"Remember how you creamed all over Bobby's big cock...  and then creamed
all over Jimmy's?"

   If it were possible, Dawn would have stopped her heart and died.  She
was forced to stand up on her tiptoes, as Ray held her in an iron-grip. 
She coughed when the man's arm pulled on her neck and suddenly her
confidence waned with the severe chokehold.  Her left hand came up again
and tried to shield her nakedness from the teenagers, but Ray swiftly ended
the struggle.  "Stop that.  Put your arm down and stop trying to hide your
juicy tits from the boys."

   Reluctantly Dawn obeyed and she heard the apparent cheers from across
the room.  All of a sudden her dilemma grew much worse.  Abruptly Ray
released Dawn's right arm, which had been pinned behind her back, but he
refused to let go of the chokehold.  Then he swung his left arm around
Dawn's chest while he hugged her into the front of his body by pulling back
on her neck.  When Ray's fingers touched her bare skin, Dawn's heart beat
madly in anticipation of what was happening.

   Suddenly the humiliation escalated.  Ray cupped one of Dawn's tits and
he appeared to bounce it up and down in a most tantalizing fashion.  Then
he shifted to the other tit and did the same thing, which brought groans of
desire from the teenagers.  "They love your tits.  I bet you can hardly
wait for the boys to feel them," Ray whispered.  "Have you ever been felt
up by a teenager?"

   The man kept stimulating the teens with Dawn's boobs.  Then Ray's
fingers swooped downward onto Dawn's inflamed tummy and slipped into the
tight waistband of her jeans.  When his fingers touched the bare skin under
her panties, Dawn's heart beat madly in anticipation, knowing she was
powerless to stop the man.  Suddenly Ray undid the snap and zipper.  Dawn
felt the cool air rush over her heated flesh when Ray opened the front of
her jeans and all she could do was fidget back and forth, shifting her
weight from one foot to the other.

   Ray continued the restraining chokehold and Dawn stared up towards the
ceiling, as she tried to breathe.  "Are you wet?  Is the babysitter getting
wet for her teenage lover?" Then Ray pulled upwards with his right arm,
forcing Dawn up higher on her tiptoes in an effort to keep the pressure off
her neck.

   Dawn couldn't see the hungry faces, but she was avidly aware the boys
were staring at her lewd exhibition.  Suddenly Ray pulled harder with his
right arm and Dawn had to severely arch her back to remain on her feet. 
She could barely talk but managed one more desperate plea.  "Dear gawd,
please stop.  Please don't...  don't do this to me."

   The man jerked his arm and tightened the chokehold.  "Bobby is only a
teenager, but I'm positive he'll make you happy," Ray whispered.  "Remember
your story?  How Bobby fucked Sarah...  how she became a whore to a teenage
cock?"

   Without being asked, Brenda moved around her boyfriend and assisted in
Dawn's humiliation.  She opened the front of the jeans all the way and
slowly lowered them to the floor.  When Brenda yanked the jeans away, Dawn
swiftly moved her feet, but she remained tightly captivated in Ray's arms.
All she could do was utter a few useless whimpers, which only seemed to
intensify the mood in the room.

   Suddenly Ray's left hand latched onto the taunt elastic band around
Dawn's stomach.  He pulled as hard as he could and she felt the narrow band
of material cut into her opening.  Held firmly in Ray's viselike grasp,
Dawn squirmed around to alleviate the pressure, but it only added to her
great humiliation.  The small triangle patch of her thong shifted upwards
leaving only the string between her legs.  Dawn heard the loud gasps of
glory from the teens and knew they ogled the lewd exhibitionism.

   That was how Brenda found out that her boyfriend was more vindictive
than she thought.  She witnessed the brutal punishment as Ray kicked Dawn's
feet apart and yanked upwards on the thong.  Brenda looked away for a
second and noticed the two teens still watching the master extract more
humiliation on the beaten slave.  The thong material was barely visible, as
the pussy labia closed around the panty string.  Suddenly the evil master
ended the chokehold and put his fingers on the upper portion of Dawn's
leaking pussy slit.

   Ray pried the lips apart and brazenly revealed the pink gem, which was
cut in two by the taut string.  He yanked upwards even more, so that the
little pearl was crushed into the bony pelvis.  Dawn sobbed from the
immense shame as her blackmailer exposed her nakedness to two boys young
enough to be her sons.  Her eyes almost popped out of her head when she
witnessed lust in the purest form.  The teens had their impressive cocks
out and they fisted them like troopers.  There was certain madness about
their actions and Dawn found it impossible to look away.

   "Well my sexy babysitter.  Do you want it now?  Do you want Bobby's big
cock?" Ray's sudden outburst made her jump, but she remained in his arms.
"Are you going to cream just like Sarah in your story?"

   There was no stopping the overly aroused teenagers.  Suddenly Ray shoved
her across the floor and closer to the sofa.  He kept pushing her, as he
deviously finished stripping her blouse and bra, leaving her wearing only
the well-stretched thong.  Dawn struggled against the move, but
step-by-step she drew closer to the teenagers.  "Oh gawd, Ray, you can't."

   Dawn stood on legs that trembled and threatened to collapse at any
second.  "Boys!  Have you ever had a blowjob?"

   The teens looked away from the sexy woman as Ray spoke to them.  "Yes.
Well, no, not really.  I had one girl who sucked my dick, but just for a
minute."

   "Well boys, you're in for a treat.  Our little babysitter is the best.
She gives head better than any of your teenage girlfriends."

   "Holy shit, man!  Are you serious?" The teens looked back at Dawn with a
new, hopeful expression on their boyish faces.

   Dawn was positive she would faint if she stood still any longer.  Her
head started spinning and her gaze focused on the cocks that waved slowly
around and around.  She was not aware that Ray had prearranged everything.
The teens agreed to use the names in Dawn's story and Ray insisted they
masturbate before having sex.  His advice made sense, as their stamina
would be virtually zero once they saw Dawn's sexy body.  It was during the
teen's furious masturbation that Ray decided to change plans and force Dawn
to suck the teenager's cocks.

   Suddenly she was deaf.  Dawn saw lips moving, but nothing registered in
her overly disillusioned mind.  It was as if her feet were nailed to the
floor when she watched one of the teens stand up and then bend forward. 
His hands went to her waist and she flinched when his fingers grazed her
flesh.  Then to her utter horror, the teen removed the final garment and
left her shivering, naked and completely embarrassed.

   Ray talked to the teens as if they were the only ones in the room. 
"Okay boys, you have to learn one thing before having sex with a woman," he
stated.  "You need stamina if you are going to make a woman happy."

   The teens never hesitated.  They fisted their cocks knowing Ray
controlled their fate.  "Christ, I can't believe I'm jerking off...  right
in front of such a gorgeous woman," one teen whispered.

   "Jesus Christ, err...  Bobby, go easy.  I know I said to jerk off, but
now we have a change in plans," Ray stated.  "Let me know when you're
close; then you can sit back and let our sexy babysitter suck that big
dick."

   Ray glared directly into Dawn's teary eyes.  "Now don't go all the way,
boy.  Our willing babysitter can't say no to a good blowjob," he whispered.
"She can't say no, can she?"

   All of a sudden Dawn heard a cry of panic from the boy called Bobby.  He
had a death-grip around the base of his cock and held the long shaft aimed
straight in the air.  The teenager squeezed as hard as he could to stop the
flow of cum, which was perilously close to exploding from his balls.  "Oh
fuck, I'm ready!"

   Ray noticed the teen's dilemma and quickly shoved Dawn in his direction.
"Do it babe, suck him off.  Give the boy a blowjob he'll remember forever,"
Ray ordered.

   Dawn merely whimpered when she landed on her knees directly in front of
the teen.  Her face was a scant inch or two from the enormous cock and it
looked even bigger now that she was so close.  Suddenly the long, thick
shaft slapped her flushed cheek and Ray gave the orders.  "Suck it, babe,
suck it!"

   Without hesitation or mercy, Ray shoved her head forward.  Dawn's face
hit the teenager's hard penis and she stubbornly held her mouth closed. 
The teen prayed his luck would continue, as he watched with glee, when the
head of his cock hit the rosy lips.  There was a split-second when the hard
shaft seemed to bend, but then it abruptly straightened with the head fully
engulfed by Dawn's mouth.

   Instantly the cock hit the back of her throat and Dawn coughed and
struggled to keep breathing.  Then her head moved back and forth
involuntarily.  Ray used her hair to push and pull Dawn's head in a
cock-sucking fashion and it happened so fast and furious that she almost
choked.  The teen's cock spewed cum like he had an endless reservoir and
Dawn gulped madly so she wouldn't suffocate.

   Dawn was oblivious that the fingers of both hands closed around the
elongated shaft and her hands inadvertently stroked up and down.  It was
the strangest 30 seconds of her life.  Dawn heard several loud groans; she
felt several desperate heaves of the teenager's midsection and then her
mouth was full of something hot and creamy.  The only way to survive was to
swallow the teen's load and Dawn obediently did it though she knew it was
morally wrong.

   The teen Ray named Jimmy jumped up and stood directly behind Dawn, as
she kneeled between his buddy's legs.  Jimmy could hardly wait his turn and
watched intently when Dawn's luscious tits bounced and swayed crazily
during the blowjob.  The teen furiously fisted his rock-hard penis and
managed to rub his burning meat all over Dawn's neck and shoulders, even
brushing her cheek.

   Dawn was still breathless when Ray manhandled her.  She was twisted
around to face Jimmy and Ray forced her to remain in a kneeling position.
Without warning, Ray shoved her forward and right into the teenager's
midsection.  She caught a glimpse of a throbbing cock just as it struck her
lips.  The force of Ray shoving her head and the teen thrusting his cock in
her face was enough to begin a second blowjob.  Dawn felt totally helpless
and she knew the only way out was for her to perform the disgusting act.

   If she thought the first one was fast, the second blowjob was even
quicker.  The thick cock swelled and seemed to inflate to an extraordinary
size.  The last thing in the world Dawn imagined was that she would do a
comparison.  She marveled at the teenager's endowment and she realized her
fingers seemed small, as they wrapped around the throbbing penis.  Suddenly
vivid images of other cocks flashed through her head and Dawn shuddered at
how small her husband's manhood was in comparison to the two teenagers.

   The frustration was huge as Dawn tried to block out all the naughty
images.  She struggled to empty her mind of any recollection of past
experiences and all that mattered was ending the sordid blowjob with the
second teenager.

   ***

   After the second humiliating experience, Dawn was demoralized, but she
vowed to do whatever it took to bring a swift end to Ray's demands.  She
reasoned that if she fought or struggled too hard, the session would last
forever, but if she did as he ordered, her ordeal would be over sooner
rather than later.  Ray put his lips next to her inflamed ear and lashed
out with his tongue.  "Honey!  You remember Sarah, the babysitter?  Well
that is who you are, Sarah the sexy babysitter."

   "It was just a story...  a fantasy." Dawn wasn't even aware of how she
wound up on her back, stretched out on the vacated sofa like a common
hussy. Ray held her down and there was no empathy in his demeanor.  Dawn's
head filled with all kinds of imaginary visions of her erotic stories.  She
had to close her eyes when clips of various stories rolled through her
mind.

   "Now that you sucked them off, these studs will be able to give you
something special," Ray whispered.  "I can hardly wait to watch you climax
with a teenage cock inside your belly."

   "You can go to hell."

   "C'mon now.  You know you want it."

   "Go screw yourself, you bastard."

   "I love it when you fight.  Such a beautiful woman and so sexy, but
you're just like all the others."

   "I'm not.  I won't fall for your dirty scheme."

   "You're a slut.  A married woman who can't get enough cock."

   "Go to hell.  I don't want you...  or them."

   Ray held her down and he pinned her arms up and over her head on the
raised arm of the sofa.  "Let them feel your tits.  Such gorgeous tits and
I know the boys love touching them."

   "No, please don't." Dawn rolled her head from side to side in utter
frustration.  It was a major moment of her life when one of the teens
sucked his first set of tits, which were far more succulent than any he
ever dreamed of touching.

   "My, my, that must feel nice.  Do you like it?"

   Dawn couldn't remember a time when her nipples felt so stimulated and
they throbbed madly from being sucked and nibbled by the crazed teenager.
There was no tenderness or loving caresses, but the crassness seemed to
inflame her disillusioned mind.  She couldn't bear to look and held her
eyes closed, as one of her nipples disappeared into the hungriest mouth. 
The boy gobbled some of her boob and all of her nipple into his mouth and
then his teeth raked the hardened bud.

   Before Dawn could say anything, the other teenager aptly named Bobby
feasted on something more seductive than he ever imaged.  The shadowy
outline between Dawn's thighs merely heightened the teen's aroused state of
mind and he attacked with a sudden fury.  He kissed her tummy and watched
as Dawn squirmed in a vain attempt to keep her legs closed.

   Dawn let out an involuntary moan as Ray put his forearm on her neck.  He
pressed downward forcing her into the soft cushions and then put his face
next to hers.  "Spread your legs...  I think Bobby wants some pussy.  Do
you want him to feel your horny pussy?"

   There was no need to reply.  Dawn simply gasped for air, as she felt the
boy's hand on her tummy before slowly shifting downwards.  His fingers
singed a trail across her heated flesh until they reached her quivering
pelvis.  The boy's hand covered the 'V' at the top of her tightly closed
thighs and Dawn steadfastly refused to move.  She felt Bobby's fingers
intimately caressing the exposed areas, yet she found it fairly easy to
stay calm.

   Ray noticed the determination on Dawn's face when Bobby grew impatient.
The teen's fingers only reached the visible portion of Dawn's precious gem
and Ray allowed Bobby the freedom to molest Dawn.  She clenched her teeth
together in a show of strong resistance and shuddered when the teen's
middle finger easily slipped between her velvety thighs.  Ray noticed the
tip of her puffy labia separate and then the boy's long finger slip into
the shadowy slit.

   The sound of Dawn's breathing getting ragged was music to Ray's ears, as
she huffed and puffed trying harder to defy any increased emotions.  "Sweet
Jesus.  Don't get worked up.  Don't get too worked up, sweetheart."

   Dawn found her voice in a hurry.  "Don't worry, asshole.  I'm not
excited."

   "Don't cream yet, sweetheart."

   "Never!  I'll never let that happen."

   Ray put his face next to hers and pressed harder with his forearm.  The
choking action caused Dawn to let out a few whimpers as she squirmed back
and forth trying to breathe easier.  "We still have to have the boy give
you a spanking.  Remember how Bobby spanked Sarah that first time?"

   Dawn heard the vile remark and she didn't believe her ears.  Her
recollection went back to her story.  At the time she wrote that part of
the babysitter's downfall, it made her extremely aroused.  The one thing
that Dawn realized about writing erotic stories was the fact she had to
feel all of the passion and desire felt by the heroine.  Although nothing
as severe or so demoralizing had ever happened to her, Dawn knew it was
possible to be overcome by animal lust.

   Dawn recalled the intense emotions that filled her head during the
babysitting episode and suddenly Ray reminded her of the lust.  He grabbed
her arms and yanked her into a sitting position.  "It's time my love.  Time
the bad girl got a spanking," Ray whispered in her ear.  "Have you ever
been spanked?"

   "Dear gawd, no!"

   "Well, it's time.  You've been a bad, bad girl," Ray said.  "Did you
masturbate when you wrote about Sarah...  about the spanking?"

   This time the only thing Dawn could do was shake her head vigorously
back and forth.  She was sure that if she said anything, the truth would
come out, which would give Ray more ammunition.

   Ray noticed the fleeting guilt on her face so he pressed in for the
kill. "I know all about writing erotic stories.  Authors get overly aroused
by their embellished descriptions and they have to relieve the pressure,"
he whispered.  "Did you need relief when you wrote about Sarah?  Did you
masturbate?"

   Dawn glared straight ahead too afraid to look at the man.  "No.  It's
not like that."

   "You're a lying slut, I can tell.  You fingered yourself and I can only
imagine how many times.  Being so honest must be a real bitch.  You can't
lie to me which means you probably can't lie to your husband," Ray
whispered.  "Dawn, honey.  Bad girls should be spanked.  Are you ready?"

   Dawn's recollection went back to the story.  At the time she wrote that
part of the tale, it made her extremely aroused, but suddenly her fiery
emotions far surpassed that point.  She'd never been spanked in her life
and the thought of it happening made her whole body tremble like crazy. 
The strangest part for her was not knowing how a spanking by a teenager
would affect her emotionally.  Although she feared being treated like a
young girl, there was a small part of her mind that anticipated extreme
gratification.

   Her legs were rubber when Ray forced Dawn to her feet.  She stood beside
the sofa, as the naked teenager squirmed into the spot she vacated, and
then everything happened fast.  With a stern push, Ray shoved Dawn forward
and she fell against the teen who grabbed her with his strong hands.  In a
heartbeat, she wound up across the boy's lap and before she could roll away
or escape, the first loud slap echoed in the room.

   Dawn was in the midst of a determined struggle when the teen began a
spanking that mesmerized everyone in the room.  The sight of the creamy
flesh turning reddish, as the teen's flat hand rained blow after blow on
Dawn's bare ass, was a most arousing spectacle.  Within seconds Dawn's ass
was on fire and her arms and legs flailed away like crazy without doing any
good.  She struggled but the teenager administered a serious spanking,
which turned into a life-changing experience.

   Without warning Ray grabbed a handful of hair on the back of her head.
He yanked Dawn's head up in the air and stared into the teary eyes.  "Do
you feel it?  Feel the lust that turned Sarah into a slut?" Ray held the
most intense stare and he noticed the lost look in Dawn's eyes.  "Bad
girl...  such a bad girl."

   "Stop!  Please make him stop."

   "Stop?  Are you fucking crazy?" The kid is just getting started."

   "No.  Stop, it hurts!"

   "Don't worry, honey.  It won't hurt when the kid really gets serious."

   "No, no, please stop!"

   "Is this like your story?  Do you feel what Sarah felt?"

   "No, dear gawd, no." It was the most humiliating experience and Dawn was
willing to do anything to make it stop.  She did everything possible to
plead with her blackmailer.  Her ass-cheeks ached so bad that when Ray
asked her to spread her legs so the teen could extract more revenge she
cooperated.  Her legs parted and abruptly her crotch was beaten.  Bobby
spanked her everywhere, her ass, her thighs and then her delicate pussy.

   Dawn never thought it was possible, yet suddenly she felt tiny tremors
rock her fragile willpower.  Then bigger ones and even more intense tremors
until her entire pussy throbbed madly.  When the teen touched her labia,
Dawn thought a thousand volts of electricity had shot through her loins. 
The following seconds were the eeriest moment of her life.  It felt like
she floated in midair.  Her rosy pussy lips were spread by one teenager and
sudden whiffs of hot breathing from the second teenager washed over her
vulnerable crotch.

   All of a sudden what she assumed was a tongue lashed over the exposed
tip of her soul, which had been laid barren by Bobby.  Jimmy's tongue
slapped her clitoris back and forth many times and each time her hips
bucked in response.  Then Dawn felt a burning mouth close directly on top
of her clitty and suck the entire mass into the hot cavity.  When teeth
clamped down on her captured morsel, Dawn's belly went into severe
convulsions.  She naively thought there was still a chance of survival even
though the temptation to submit was extremely compelling.

   Then the invasion of hell occurred and robbed Dawn's last thread of
willpower.  Jimmy thrust his long, middle finger into her cunt and he
continued sucking on the fluttering clitty.  The two teenagers turned the
mature woman into a love slave.  Jimmy's middle finger pushed on the
puckered asshole in a most threatening manner and Dawn whimpered out loud.
"Dear gawd, what's happening?  What is happening to me?  It can't be...  no
it can't be," she moaned.

   One teenager quickly swallowed the trickle out of her inner being. 
Right at the moment of Dawn's greatest indecision when her womanly juices
threatened to flood like an overflowing river, the teenager stopped.  Dawn
gasped and huffed trying to catch her breath and at the same time regain a
measure of self-control.  She stared straight ahead and at the expression
of approval written on Ray's grinning face.  "Guess what?  Just when you
thought it couldn't get worse, well look over there."

   Ray's strong grip on her hair turned her head so she could see Brenda.
His girlfriend punctuated Dawn's downfall with a movie camera.  She was
recording everything and Dawn's heart stopped when she noticed the red
light aimed in her direction.  "Dear gawd, no, no."

   "Smile.  Let hubby know you are enjoying the spanking.  Go ahead, Bobby.
Give her some more," Ray said, as the teen quickly followed his directions.

   "What an ass.  She's got the best ass...  sweetest ass in Seattle,"
Bobby moaned.

   "Please stop, please."

   "Go ahead, Jimmy.  Eat her out kid."

   "Hummm...  mmmm...  yummmm."

   "Smile for the camera, my love.  Show the world how much you love being
spanked and eaten."

   Dawn glared at her friend knowing the movie spelled the end of any
struggle, as her hips were raised high in the air and off the teen's lap.
Bobby abruptly squirmed off the sofa and then he propped Dawn's knees on
the sofa.  She never saw it coming.  Something touched her labia, which
still throbbed from the childish spanking, and then she felt something
enter her coveted honey-hole.  Bobby held steady with the head of his big
cock buried in the hottest love-canal and time seemed to pause for
everyone.

   Ray jerked her head and held Dawn's face aimed straight at the camera.
Brenda even moved so that she was only three feet in front of the startled
woman and focused on Dawn's distraught face.  Dawn would forever try to put
the next 30 minutes into words.

   She stared into the dark lens of the camera.  The low whirring sound
seemed to roar in her ears and she knew the camera was in the record mode.
She tried to keep a straight face and not show any emotion or display any
outward reaction to what happened.  When Bobby's hands closed around her
waist and squeezed, Dawn didn't grin or frown.  Then the teen pulled back
with one swift, sharp jerk.  Again Dawn tried hard to hide the sudden shock
of getting rammed.  She was positive her eyes widened and that she let out
a desperate gasp, but hoped it wouldn't display any lack of control.

   Then the teen slowly pulled back and she felt the long, hard shaft slip
out of her deepest region.  It was the weirdest feeling when she stared
into the camera lens knowing that her face would be forever recorded on
digital format.  Dawn prayed the three or four gasps for air wouldn't be
noticed or appear too incriminating.

   Dawn wondered what a movie watcher would think of the next scene.  It
happened in stages, which lasted nanoseconds, but seemed like an eternity.
Bobby's fingers tightened.  Then he pulled back hard and thrust his hips
with a frantic obsession.  His prick sliced through her inner being with
one thrust and cut her spirit in two.  There was a brief moment when her
eyes bulged and her mouth gapped open, but Dawn quickly regained her
composure.

   Out of nowhere, Ray's voice sounded.  "Now you're being a good girl.  A
very good girl!" Ray whispered.  "Keep looking into the camera and show
everyone how a slut acts when she gets fucked by a boy."

   Dawn blinked many times and tried to focus on the small camera in
Brenda's hands.  She realized her breathing had become very uneven and
ragged, but she hoped that would not be evident.  It was probably the
hardest thing she'd ever done.  She remained on her knees with a teenage
cock planted so deep inside her womanhood that there was no mercy and she
pretended nothing was happening.  Her eyes glazed over as she uttered one
more plea.  "Stop, please make him stop."

   Ray put his lips next to her ear and kept Dawn's face pointed straight
ahead.  "Remember one of your stories?  I'm not sure which one, but the one
where the heroine was forced to say it...  to tell the truth about getting
fucked by a big cock," he said.  "How you wrote about telling hubby that
the cock was much bigger than his."

   Dawn recalled how humiliation in her stories seemed to be overwhelming.
"No, please, no more."

   "Well, Dawn honey, you're going to tell the world.  Tell the world how
much you love Bobby's cock and how much bigger he is than your husband,"
Ray said.  His voice was steady and carried a definite tone of power, which
made his intended humiliation more devastating.

   Dawn wondered how long her heart could stop beating.  She froze and
didn't know what to do.  As an erotic writer, Dawn embellished many parts
of a story.  When she wrote about severe humiliation, she wasn't sure the
disgrace was even in the realm of possibilities.  All of a sudden something
that took a second to do felt like infinity.  In desperation Dawn arched
her back and it was too late when she realized it enabled the teenager to
reach max penetration.

   All the air came rushing out of her lungs when Bobby thrust with all of
his might and buried his man-sized pecker with one more powerful thrust. 
Suddenly fiction became reality or was it the other way around?  She was
confused; maybe reality became fiction and she was no long Dawn, but Sarah
the babysitter.

   She may have fainted, as there was so much pain, yet so much elation. 
Her head rocked back and forth, as Ray jerked her head using his firm grip
on her hair.  "Not yet...  holy shit hold on, Sarah.  Wait for it," Ray
whispered in her ear.  "Sarah, can you hear me?  Wait for it!"

   "Oooww.  Nooo." Thankfully being called Sarah lessoned the humiliation,
but Dawn merely managed a few pathetic groans.

   Ray put one hand under her chin and held her face perfectly aimed at the
camera.  "Lucky the kid had a blowjob...  now he can give you what you
want. Sarah it's time.  Look into the camera...  you have something to tell
me."

   "Nooo.  Aaah...  gaaawd."

   "That's it Sarah.  Get ready to cream all over the kid's cock," Ray
said. "I selected Bobby just for you...  because he has what you need. 
Tell Raymond how much you love big cocks."

   "Nooo.  Nooo...  ooowww."

   "It's okay, honey.  I know...  you can't talk, but everyone can tell. 
The movie will show a teenager fucking your brains out."

   Bobby was out of control and he slammed his hips at her backside with
each penetration.  The teen gave four or five powerful thrusts where he
embedded his ramrod to the hilt every time.  Suddenly a few small spasms
rocketing through her loins were followed immediately by tremors which
caused her stomach to go into convulsions.  Dawn dearly wanted to wait, to
prolong the inappropriate intercourse for womanly reasons and she couldn't
remember hanging on so long.

   It was strange how she fought very hard, but then in a heartbeat nothing
else mattered.  Her hips started gyrating and grinding back and forth, as
the dam burst.  The immense lubrication enabled the teenager to increase
the tempo to a feverish pitch and he witnessed sexual bliss.

   Ray licked the side of Dawn's face and seemed to taunt her even more. 
"Go ahead kid.  She's all yours and the best part...  she can't say, no,"
he whispered, as he held her face up to the camera.  "A perfect movie.  The
slut has an orgasm with a teenage cock in her belly.  Is it good, my love?"

   "Gawd, no...  no!"

   "Oh baby, you're cumming and the kid is almost ready.  Christ he's
driving his prick into your sweet cunt...  you're acting like a bitch. 
I've never seen anyone cum so hard."

   "Gawd, why...  oh why."

   "How big is the kid...  bigger than hubby?"

   "Oh, gawd, I can't stop.  Yes, oh gawd, yes."

   "Keep it cummin' baby, keep it cumming."

   "Gawd, he's so big...  so big."

   Dawn felt the teen's hands around her waist and then he squeezed hard in
an effort to gain the perfect grip.  Then Bobby rocked her back and forth
on her knees and drove his swollen cock into her like a madman.  Time
ceased to have meaning for Dawn.  Her orgasm flourished and then she felt
the teen's thrusts go random and sporadic.  Much to her amazement, there
was still gas in her tank and she inadvertently milked the throbbing pecker
even though it was wrong.

   Dazed and too bewildered to struggle, Dawn allowed Ray to execute the
rest of his evil scheme.  She didn't resist when he practically threw her
onto the floor.  "That was fucking amazing.  Now it's time for our sexy
babysitter to satisfy Jimmy...  the other teenage stud."

   Dawn noticed that Brenda still had the movie camera in her hands and the
red light was flashing.  "No more...  please, Brenda, no more."

   Ray spread her out like a sacrificial lamb.  He pinned her arms up and
over her head and left her nakedness exposed to the camera.  "Don't worry,
my love.  If you follow directions, no one will ever know.  No one will see
the movie...  other than some friends of mine.  But...  disobey one order
and hubby will see his sexy wife getting screwed by a teenager.  Now be a
good girl."

   Dawn stared straight ahead.  "No more, please, no more."

   Jimmy crouched between her legs and there was no doubt what was on his
mind.  The teenager pushed her legs apart, as far as possible, and it took
him mere milliseconds to mount her.  A wild teenager fucked her and much to
Dawn's dismay she wasn't overly upset.  It was more a matter of fate and
she didn't have to do anything to increase Jimmy's enjoyment, as he was
already experiencing erotic ecstasy.

   Ray decided to simply turn things into a full-fledged gangbang.  After
watching the second teenager ravage the sexy erotic author, he was bursting
at the seams.  The fact he had complete control over such a desirable woman
made Ray even hornier and filled him with complete confidence.  He needed a
blowjob in the worst way and as soon as Jimmy finished humping Dawn, he
took over.

   Ray pushed Jimmy off Dawn when his patience ran out.  He had already
given his girlfriend instructions.  Brenda had dutifully given him the
camera and now she was in a desperate struggle with Bobby.  "Kid!  Go help
your buddy.  He's getting a mouthful of cunt and I think Brenda could use
another teenage stud," Ray said.  "Look at him...  he's got'er ready for
some lovin'."

   The tiny respite gave Dawn the opportunity to catch her breath.  She
looked across the room and noticed one of the teenagers performing
cunnilingus on Brenda.  It was very obvious that the teen knew what to do
as the woman's arms and legs were outstretched, thrashing wildly apparently
out of control.  Dawn watched the boy's tongue swoosh through Brenda's
vulnerable opening.  Every time the tongue came up and over the tip of her
pelvis, her hips jerked up in the air trying to catch the fleeting
molester.

   Dawn watched Bobby also give Brenda a methodical finger-fucking.  His
hand was moving fast, as he worked his finger in and out, causing Brenda
even more distress.  Then the second teenager joined the fray and began
fondling the woman's tits.  Jimmy devoured the entire end of one boob and
groped the other, as his fingers pinched the nipple.  Suddenly Brenda's
body started twitching vigorously and Dawn noticed the extreme agony etched
on the woman's face.

   All of a sudden there was a hard cock in her face.  Dawn's attention
shifted from the distraught woman to Ray's pecker, which pushed against her
tightly closed lips.  There was a split-second hesitation when Ray pushed
hard and then she managed to pull back.  Dawn made a desperate grab for the
cock and she wrapped her fingers around the throbbing shaft to prevent it
being rammed into her mouth.

   "Suck it baby.  We have a long night ahead of us," Ray whispered.  "This
can take as long as you wish; it's entirely up to you."

   Even though the prospect of mercy from Ray seemed futile, Dawn tried one
last time.  "I've done everything...  all that you've asked.  Please, no
more.  Please, Ray, I can't do anymore."

   Ray wrinkled his brow in a questioning expression and his intense glare
added to her frustration.  "That was another beautiful sex act.  I just
love the way you looked...  with your legs spread wide and being ridden
hard by a young stud," Ray said.  The smug grin on his face was enough
indication for Dawn to know the man was not finished with her humiliation.
"Now it's time you sucked a man's cock."

   Dawn was out of breath and also felt totally used and abused.  She
glared at Ray, watching the grin get bigger on his face.  Then to her
dismay, he raised the camera and aimed it in her direction.  Without
clothes and the already recorded evidence on a DVD meant Dawn was
completely under Ray's blackmail control.  Her head remained still when Ray
moved forward and split her lips with the flared head of his cock. 
Suddenly the entire head was inside her mouth and she held the thick shaft,
determined to stop Ray from ramming his pecker any deeper.

   That was when everything got distorted for Dawn.  She could only imagine
what the camera recorded when she rolled her eyes up at the man and sucked
his cock.  Ray was in his glory, as he filmed every illustrious sex act
starting with the blowjob.  He had one hand on the camera and one hand on
Dawn's head, forcing her to keep his cock in her mouth.  "Suck it baby. 
Show me how much you want all of this kept a secret."

   Dawn couldn't remember enduring so much humiliation.  Ray wasn't happy
until she sucked him off and drank all of his cum.  He never stopped
filming her humiliating experience and her embarrassment continued when Ray
willingly offered the teenagers more sexual gratification.  Bobby was
thoroughly worked up after performing cunnilingus on Brenda and Jimmy
wanted more than petty fondling and groping.

   Ray's plan was crude yet so simply that no instructions were required.
Once he climaxed, his entire focus was on filming two teenagers having
intercourse with two women.  Whether predetermined or by chance, Jimmy
quickly jumped on top of Brenda and Bobby did likewise to Dawn.  Ray panned
from one raunchy scene to the other making sure to catch the distraught
expression on the women's faces.

   Dawn couldn't remember intercourse lasting so long.  When the teenager
started pumping and moving his perpetual hard-on in and out at a steady
pace, she thought she would endure the humiliation and it would be over. 
That didn't happen, as Ray needed to satisfy his greedy desire for power so
he allowed the teenagers to ravage both women until they were unable to get
another erection.  It was very late when Ray let her go home and Dawn
toiled at finding the proper way of explaining the night out to her
husband.

   THE END of Chapter Two

   I plan for at least one more chapter reenacting more of my erotic
stories.  Brenda started me on this trail of erotic bliss and I thank her
for giving me the inspiration.  

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