Sam Hearne was after one thing: The Truth.
When his girlfriend Kristy left him, he knew she had cheated on him, he just couldn't prove it. In some ways he wondered why it mattered—after all, no matter what the reason the end result was that she was gone, right? But Sam had a thing about lying. He couldn't stand it. And he'd suspected that Kristy had lied to him about a number of things. Time after time he had let it go because he wanted to trust her... but now he had to know. The motivation to find out the truth had led him to do a number of experiments with a strange chemical compound he'd accidentally created one day in the lab. He hadn't known anything was wrong until it was tested, instead of being just regular perfume that smelled like Lily of the Valley (which is what he'd been trying to create), it had made his lab partner, Sara, get rather woozy. And then he found that whatever he ordered her to do... she did.
Shocked and horrified, not to mention extremely apologetic, Sam had immediately stopped asking questions and giving orders when he realized what was happening. The two of them had gotten rid of the compound as hazardous waste. Which was what he had considered it until now.
Now he was on his way to Kristy's, and he was going to get answers.
*****
When Kristy opened her door to see Sam, she was both pissed and frustrated. His face was scruffy, as if he hadn't shaved in a couple of days, and his hair wasn't brushed either. Men were so difficult... she didn't want to see him anymore. Every time she saw him she felt guilty and she didn't like feeling guilty or bad about herself. She knew very well that Sam had been a great boyfriend and she'd betrayed him and hadn't treated him the way he deserved. She should have broken up with him earlier. That didn’t mean she wanted to have her guilt and shitty behavior shoved in her face constantly. Sure it was great for her ego to know he was having so much trouble moving on from her, but that didn't make it less annoying.
"Sam, what are you doing here?" she asked, letting out a huff of frustrated air. "I have nothing left to say to you. Go away."
Instead of responding, he lifted his hand in front of him and sprayed something in her face. It smelled like lilies and something else... something familiar but unidentifiable.
"What the heck was that?" she snapped.
"Go to the living room and sit down on the couch," Sam ordered her, his dark brown eyes grim. They'd always looked like puppy dog eyes to her. She was about to tell him to fuck off when she realized that her body was already turning and heading down the hall to the living room, she could hear him shut the front door and follow after her.
"What the... what's happening?!" she said, trying to make her body run, turn, fight, flee... instead it settled calmly on the couch.
"No talking unless you're answering a question I've asked," Sam told her calmly as he sat down in one of the arm chairs, facing her. About to protest, Kristy's jaw snapped shut. She struggled within herself, appalled and scared. "It's time to face the music Kristy. I'm here for some answers. Why did you really break up with me?"
"The guilt," she responded immediately. Tears started rolling down her cheeks in spite of herself. "I cheated on you with Frank and I couldn't stand to look at you afterwards."
"My cousin? My cousin Frank? But you've only ever met him once and that was at... that was at my birthday party." The betrayal and grief in Sam's eyes was everything she had tried to hide from and more. She couldn't understand why she was telling him all this, why she was doing exactly what he told her to do. Was it the stuff he had sprayed in her face? As much as she wanted to ask, she found that she couldn't. Just like he'd ordered her; she couldn't say a single word that wasn't answering one of his questions.
"Why?" he demanded. "Why did you cheat on me? And why with Frank?"
"I... you weren't... I met him and he was just so commanding. Everything about him overwhelmed me. He thought I was hot and he told me so. It wasn't in a nice way or even a complimenting way but like he was saying 'I want to do you.' I couldn't stay away from him at the party. And he noticed. When he went outside to smoke I followed him there, too, and he told me to get on my knees and give him a blow job."
Sam winced. Kristy hated oral sex.
"He had a cigarette while I blew him. It got me so hot that I begged him to do me when he was done smoking. Everything he said and did was so confident, he was so in control... I used to fantasize about lack of control. About being kidnapped by pirates or captured by bandits and they would make me do awful, depraved things... and somehow when he looked at me, all those fantasies came back. You were always so gentlemanly, so caring. I loved that about you, but part of me responded to being forced. It's stupid, I know, but I liked that he was having his wicked way with me—that's how I thought of it. It all seemed unreal at the time, like a fantasy come to life. But then, after that, every time I was with you all I could see was how weak you were. How you never pushed me. I don't like blow jobs so you never asked me to. You never pushed my boundaries or wanted to do anything exciting. That used to be okay, but after Frank, it made me feel so unfulfilled. And I couldn’t handle the guilt of seeing you and knowing what I’d done while you kept being so amazing."
Sam couldn't believe what he was hearing. In some ways, he knew Kristy was right. He'd been respectful, loving, kind, compassionate. He hadn't tried to get her to do things she didn't want to do. But that's how a relationship was supposed to work, right? That's what he wanted out of a relationship anyway. A terrible anger rose inside of him. It was the most overwhelming feeling he'd ever felt in his life... he almost wanted to hit her. Hurt her the way that she'd hurt him. Disrespect her the way she'd disrespected him. That last thought allowed him to channel his anger.
Deep down he knew he didn't really want to hurt her. But she had fantasies about being forced? She thought he was a weakling who couldn't give her what she craved?
Standing, Sam stared down at his cheating ex.
"Slut," he said, contemptuously. She winced at the epithet. It was like a slap across her face, and even if she'd had control of her mouth she wouldn't have been able to argue with him. What else could she consider herself? She'd gotten down on her knees, in the dirt of her boyfriend's parent's house and betrayed him, performed a sexual act that disgusted her with his cousin. While the man smoked a cigarette. If she'd had any kind of decency, any kind of self-control, she would have waited... broken up with Sam, found a man who did fill her desires. Instead she'd betrayed him, hurt him, and for nothing more than a fantasy.
"Get on your knees, slut," Sam ordered. To her horror, Kristy found her body obeying; her knees hit the ground before she could even think. "You have fantasies of control? Well guess what, the weak, pathetic, chivalrous guy you cheated on is here to fulfill your wildest dreams." He stepped in front of her, his crotch in her face. Kristy watched as he undid his zipper and pulled of his pants. His dick wasn't barely chubby, he was too upset to be really turned on yet.
"Lick my cock, slut. You need to get it hard. Don't touch my dick with anything but your tongue." Immediately Kristy's tongue snaked out and she started licking his cock. The feel of her reluctant tongue across the sensitive skin of his head sent a quick message to his body and he started to stiffen, growing in front of his eyes. "You know what? Lick down to my balls. I want you to suck gently on them, roll them around in your mouth and pleasure me."
Kristy moaned as her mouth opened to gently suck one of his balls in. The skin of his scrotum felt like taffy, loose and stretchy in her mouth. Her nose was filled with the scent of him, a musky, earthy smell, as she sucked on his balls, watching his cock grow next to her face. It bumped against her cheek a couple of times on its way up. She had never put her mouth on a man's balls before. Even though the act disgusted her... she could feel a little itch, a small tingle, low in her stomach. The fantasies she'd had were wild, depraved... she did things in them she'd never do in real life. Yet here she was... on her knees, sucking on her ex-boyfriend's balls because she had no choice about it, he was controlling her every move. The little tingle inside her started to warm, the way her hands would when held out to a campfire, but this was deep in her belly and she hadn't been cold there.
The feeling of Kristy's mouth wrapped around his balls, her wet tongue licking as she suckled gently on him, was incredible. More than that, the feeling of controlling her was sexier than he could have ever imagined. His anger had been washed away, because there was no point in being angry. He had the truth and more than that, he was going to get some payback... regain some dignity. Pay her back for using him, lying to him, betraying him.
"Put your mouth on my cock," he ordered. "Suck me. I want you to suck me just like you did my cousin."
The hot tingle inside of her was growing, a bit of lust surging through her as her body obediently started sucking on her ex's cock like it was a lollipop. Sam moaned, his hands on her head as he thrust his cock back and forth into her mouth. She sucked him eagerly, because that was how she had sucked his cousin, her tongue roaming the sides of his cock as it moved back and forth in her mouth.
Seeing Kristy's lips wrapped around his dick was fantastic. Seeing the look of arousal in her eyes was even better... and yet hurtful too, because she had wanted this and had never given him any indication. He wasn't a fucking mind reader. How was he supposed to know that she wanted to be pushed? To be forced? Well he might not have been able to read her mind before, but now he could control her, and that was what she wanted. Since he hadn't given her any orders not to move at all, he could see her lower body squirming a little, her legs rubbing together, as he looked down at her. This was turning her on.
"Open up your throat all the way, don't gag. And when I cum, you're going to swallow all of it."
He loved the way her eyes widened with fear at his new orders. Looks like even if Frank had gotten some head, he hadn't cum in her mouth. That didn't surprise Sam. But now Kristy was going to take it, for no other reason than he'd told her to. Grabbing onto her ponytail he began rocking his hips back and forth harder, working more of his cock into her mouth. He hit the back of her throat, but he'd told her not to gag and so she didn't. Kristy's body tried to struggle, she tried to move her hands up to stop him, as he began to push into her throat. But the orders to suck him held, and she couldn't make her body do anything that would go against his order. Instead her hands just went on his hips, not exerting any pressure or pushing him away at all.
The moans Kristy was making made her vocal cords vibrate, massaging Sam's cock, especially when he shoved all the way in and forced her to deep throat him. His ex's nose was buried in his pubic hair with each thrust, and she just kept sucking and gurgling against his meat. Pulling her hair out of her pony tail, he grabbed a handful of it, enjoying the feel of physical control as well as mental.
"Fuck yeah," he moaned. "Oh baby, I've dreamed about having your lips around my cock, sucking me off. You have no idea how good this feels."
Kristy could feel herself getting wet as Sam pulled at her hair, his dick thickening inside of her mouth. Sam had never talked dirty to her before. Maybe because he thought she wouldn't like it. After all, Kristy didn't like it when he cursed under normal circumstances. In some ways she really was a big prude... but maybe only because she wanted someone to come along and push her boundaries. And now Sam was crashing right through them.
As his dick got thicker and longer, it burned in her throat as he fucked her mouth. Suddenly torrents of cum were gushing into her mouth, and immediately she started swallowing. The taste was mostly bitter and only slightly sweet, a strange flavor her nose recognized the smell of from all the times she and Sam had had sex. Using her hair, Sam held her lips pressed against his body as he shot cum straight down into her belly. Even though she was starting to feel slightly dizzy from lack of air, Kristy couldn't do anything but swallow and take it.
When Sam finally finished cumming and pulled away she gasped for air, gulping in deep breaths.
"That was quite a blow job," Sam smirked down at her. "I'm not sure you didn't like it. Did you like it Kristy? Answer truthfully."
"No," she said. "I hate giving head."
"But it turned you on, didn't it? I saw the look in your eye."
"Yes it turned me on," she blushed as she said it. Hating herself.
"I think I'd like to feel how much it turned you on." Kristy closed her eyes as he stuck his hands down her pajama pants, the ones she'd been lounging around the house in. Her pussy was wet, slippery with juices. In fact, his finger easily slid back and forth in her hot, little slit. "Nice baby. You're super wet." He rubbed his finger around some more. "Fortunately for you, I know that the effects of the spray are going to last for several more hours, so we have plenty of time to get you off." Kristy moaned, unsure if she felt excited or scared.
He pulled his fingers out from her pussy. "Lick off the juices."
The look of disgust on her face as she tasted herself was fantastic. Once his fingers were clean Sam found the television remote and turned it on, changing it to one of the club music channels. He sat back down on the couch.
"I think it's time you got naked too Kristy. I want you to do a strip-tease and I want you to make it sexy. Lots of shaking your tits and your ass."
Heat suffused Kristy's face as she immediately started to dance, her body swaying, hips grinding. Even though she was wearing pajama pants and a t-shirt and he'd just cum, seeing his ex doing a sexy dance for him was arousing. Kristy never showed off her body like that, even in the clubs she was a very reserved dancer. Now she was bouncing her ass up and down like the girls she loudly judged for their sensual dance moves, the ones she said belonged in a strip club.
Her arms crossed in front of her, grasping the hem of her shirt, and her hips swung back and forth, legs parted and knees slightly bent, as she pulled the t-shirt from her head, tossing it to the ground. Kristy shimmied and shook, her 34-D breasts bouncing in their bra, bobbling delightfully. Drinking in the view, Sam leaned back and just enjoyed the show. Even though the movements of her body were sexy, the look on Kristy's face was extremely conflicted. It almost made him laugh to see how turned on she was and how much that disturbed her.
Bending over, Kristy stuck her ass straight at him and shook it as she pulled down her pajama pants, revealing plain cotton panties. There was something wonderfully lewd about watching her strip down to such plain Jane, innocent underwear. She pulled off her bra and cupped her breasts, rubbing their undersides. Spreading her legs, she bent her knees and began doing body rolls as she sank down towards the floor, grinding away to the music. With her legs spread like that, Sam could see that her juices had soaked the crotch of her panties.
Then she stood back up straight and slide her finger tips under the top of her panties. Despite herself, Kristy was enjoying this. It was turning her on to have to dance in front of Sam like this... it reminded her of one of her fantasies... kidnapped by gypsies and forced to dance wildly to their incredible music to entertain the men. Even though it felt wrong, it was the wrongness of it that was turning her on. Strippers danced like this, sluts in clubs... not girls like her. But there was a sex fiend, deep down inside of her, well hidden... and Sam was forcing it to the surface. Just the way she'd always wanted. Her body gyrated as she hooked her fingers under the sides of her panties and slid them down, facing Sam this time, teasing him by blocking the view.
"Oh God..." he moaned when she stood up. His dick was at half-mast and climbing, and as he stared at her shaved pussy—when had she done that?!—he began to stroke his growing erection. "When did you shave all your hair Kristy? And keep dancing."
"Yesterday," she said, her dancing feeling extremely lewd and embarrassing now that she was completely naked. "I was horny and reading an erotic story online and the girl in it had hers shaved, and it said all the sensations were enhanced, and I was curious."
"Did you play with yourself?"
"Yes," Kristy admitted. Sam stared at her for a moment, still stroking his dick.
"What were your fantasies about? In detail. Tell me the things that you would fantasize about the men doing to you and forcing you to do."
Kristy moaned, her hands skimming down the sides of her body as she shook her butt and shimmied her way down so that her knees were completely bent and spread, before curving her body and undulating back up to a standing position.
"They would make me suck them and fuck them. I'd be tied up. Sometimes they'd hurt me to make me do things. Spank me or whip me. Sometimes I would fantasize about more than one of them taking me at the same time." Now she blushed even more heavily, hating to admit this last part. "When I fantasized about gypsies, sometimes there'd be a woman."
"Well that's quite a fantasy life you had going on in there," Sam said, a little bitterly. "I had no idea."
Since he didn't ask a question, Kristy just kept dancing. His eyes stared lustily at her.
"Hurt you, huh?" Her heart rate seemed to pick up. "Stop dancing, slut. Come here and lay across my lap. I don't have a whip, but you definitely deserve a spanking."
Kristy wanted to run screaming, but her body compliantly walked over and she laid herself across Sam's lap. She felt naughty, like a child, and incredibly vulnerable as his hand caressed her ass cheeks.
"Ask me to spank you. Beg for it. Tell me how much you deserve it."
"Spank me, Sam, please," the words spilled from her lips. "I was a terrible girlfriend. I cheated on you—OW!" Kristy yelped as his hand came crashing down on her back side. Oh God that hurt.
"I lied to you." Another spank and a yelp. Oh no... he was going to spank her for every crime that came falling from her lips.
"I betrayed you." SLAP! Her ass throbbed from the force of the blow.
"I sucked your cousin's cock." She screeched; this time his hand had come down hard on her pussy, which was sopping wet. The pain flared and then merged into the rising pleasure deep inside of her body.
Sam's hand rubbed across her smarting ass. "Keep going. How else did you treat me wrong?"
"Sometimes I would tell you I wasn't horny when I was, because I wanted you to force me. I masturbated in the bathroom afterwards when you didn't."
SLAP! She shrieked.
"I fantasized about having sex with some of your friends."
CRACK! Oh that one hurt... her ass felt like it was on fire. Kristy could feel tears building up in her eyes from the humiliation and the pain.
"Sometimes I looked at your email and your text messages, because I was nosy and I wanted to see what you were saying."
THWACK! Kristy shrieked again, her body bucking automatically.
"That's enough," Sam said, his voice was tight but in control. Kristy sobbed, her body flopping down as all of her muscles released their tension. The tender cheeks of her ass throbbed as Sam's fingers stroked them. This was so much more intense than any fantasy she'd ever had. "I don't want to hear any more. Go to the end of the couch and bend over the arm."
A trickle of fear ran through her as she did as he ordered, her sore ass seeming even more vulnerable now that she was bent over the couch arm. Sam stood behind her.
"Spread your legs," he ordered. Then there was a silence. Kristy blushed. She knew what he was looking at. "You're soaked... that really turned you on, didn't it? Being spanked, being punished?"
"Yes," she said, answering his question. There had been no doubt, as much as it hurt and as degraded as it made her feel, the reaction in her body had been unequivocal arousal.
"Well that's good for you, because now I'm going to fuck you like the bitch you are."
And with that, Sam stepped up behind her and shoved his dick into her. Shit... her insides were slippery with juices, her shocked tunnel convulsing with reaction as he moved hard and rough, slamming his full length into her immediately and then doing it over and over again. Kristy cried out wordlessly... she couldn't say anything intelligible because of his orders, but it felt so wrong and so good to have him inside of her, finally fucking her, that she couldn't help but make noise.
This was the first time that Sam had ever entered her without a condom on. She'd been on birth control the entire time that they'd been dating but she had always insisted on two forms of protection. And doggy-style had always been a position that she'd refused to do, saying that it was degrading because that's how animals had sex. Now, as Sam's body bounced painfully off her red butt cheeks, she was enjoying it.
"Move with me," he said, his hands gripping her hips, enjoying the view of her reddened ass quivering with every thrust. "I want you to fuck me back."
Immediately Kristy started bucking, her insides squeezing and her ass bouncing up and down. It felt... incredible from this angle. She hadn't cum yet and she was so hot, so turned on... her pussy started gripping and convulsing. His balls slapped harshly against her clit, his fingers digging into her sore ass. As her pleasure peaked and she came, her back arched up, a wordless keen coming from her mouth.
Realizing she was getting off, Sam reached around her body and grabbed her breasts, using them to keep her in that arched position and also as leverage to really slam her back against him. Knowing how sensitive her nipples were, he pinched them between his fingers, and felt the shudder that went through her body. Her orgasm went higher and higher, the fingers on her nipples, her lack of control over the situation, and Sam fucking her like an animal from behind, each aspect of this encounter was a rung in a ladder her body used to climb to unbelievable ecstasy.
When she finally came down from the wonderful release, Sam let go of her breasts and let her flop forward. She shrieked as he began to spank her in between thrusts.
"I didn't tell you that you could cum," he said harshly. "No more of that. You're not allowed to cum again until I tell you to."
Kristy was horrified. Surely his control over her couldn't be that great! She wriggled in front of him, like a fish on a hook—or maybe a spear—protesting his statement. Disbelieving. Even Sam wasn't sure if it actually worked that way, but he was willing to try. And maybe it would be like a placebo effect... as long as she thought he could do it then her body would behave that way. Having pleasured her and then put her in her place, Sam let himself really go, fucking the shit out of his ex. She squealed and writhed, unable to fight him or try to escape.
The automatic responses of her body, transferred into something more pleasurable by his orders, were starting to get to Sam. Even though he'd already cum once already, he could feel his pleasure starting to build again. Gripping onto Kristy's hips, he used them to rock her back and forth even more than she'd been doing herself. His dick made squishy sounds every time he entered her, her sloppy juices had completely coated him, enhancing the pleasure that he took from her wet ride. The difference between having a rubber on and feeling skin on skin was enough that once he began the build to his culmination, he couldn't stop it.
"Oh fuck..." he started moaning, wanting to tell her what was going to happen. "Oh Kristy you're so wet... I'm gonna cum in you. Tell me that you want me to, talk dirty to me baby. Tell me how much you want me to fill you up with cum."
"Fuck me, Sam, fuck me hard!" Kristy was horrified at the words spilling out of her mouth. He had left her enough leeway in his orders that she could have told him that she didn't want him to at all, or at the very least chosen what dirty words she used, but some part of her wanted to be as dirty as possible. She never talked like this. "Fuck me and fill me up with your jizz... I want to have your spunk leaking out of my pussy, I want to feel you shooting all of your cum up inside me. Oh Sam... fill me up, fill me up with your cum!"
The combination of her sloppy wet pussy and Kristy's curses and dirty talk finally sent Sam over the edge. He thrust hard and held himself inside of her, feeling her body squeezing his cock and it pulsed inside of her, shooting jet after jet into her body, just like she'd asked. Orgasming in Kristy without the rubber was a wonderful sensation... he could feel every twitch, every shudder of her interior muscles, squeezing him like her pussy wanted more of his jizz. Her pussy kept squeezing as he finished shooting his load, and he realized it's because she was turned on again, but unable to cum. Sighing in satisfaction, he pulled out of her.
"Get on your knees again, slut," he ordered. "Clean me off with your mouth."
The expression on Kristy's face was one of utter disgust, but her mouth eagerly went to work, cleaning up their combined sex juices. It was kinky and it felt good, feeling her soft tongue sucking his very satisfied dick, the sticky sloppiness covering his groin slowly being cleaned away. Her obvious disgust with the act just made it even better. Once he was clean he told her to stop. Then he stepped away and looked at her, still kneeling on the floor, cum starting to leak from her swollen pussy.
"Are you still turned on, Kristy?" he wanted to know.
"Yes." She practically spit the word at him, obviously not entirely resigned to her position.
"Well you look like you could use some clean up too. Scoop that cum up off of your legs with your fingers and then use your mouth to clean your fingers off." Kristy moaned, her eyes widening and going a little wild as she followed his orders. She felt like she'd never get the taste of sex out of her mouth. "Let's see... am I the only person you've seriously wronged Kristy? Is there anyone else?"
Oh no...
"Alexa," Kristy said in between licking his cum off of her fingers. More slid out of her pussy and she cursed, feeling the glop on her leg. Her hand automatically scooped it up and brought it to her lips.
"What did you do to her?"
Sam had always been curious about why Kristy and Alexa had had a falling out. They'd been pretty good friends for a while, and then when Alexa and her boyfriend Blake had broken up about a month ago suddenly the two girls weren't speaking either. Kristy stifled a sob. And she'd thought today couldn't get any worse.
"She told me she thought you were too good for me. That I didn't deserve you because I didn't treat you well enough. I told Blake that Alexa was planning on cheating on him and trying to seduce you, that she'd tried to talk me into me and you having a threesome with her."
She sucked the cum off of her fingers, looking ashamed and pathetic. Sam shook his head. He couldn't believe that Blake was so dumb that he'd listened to Kristy. Alexa was one of the sweetest girls he'd ever met... on the other hand, he'd always thought Blake wasn't nearly good enough for her either.
"Where's your phone Kristy?"
"In my purse, in the hall."
As a few more globs of cum slid out of her and Kristy whimpered as she cleaned them off of her thighs and then her fingers, listening to Sam's movements and then his side of the conversation.
"Hey Alexa, it's Sam, I'm using Kristy's phone.... no we're not back together. Turns out she cheated on me... Yeah I guess I should be shocked but I'm not. Anyway, I'm guessing you know she was responsible for all the crap that went down with you and Blake? Ah, good so he told you what she said... Yeah well, he's an ass, he didn't deserve you anyway, but I was wondering, would you like the chance to pay Kristy back a little? She's atoning for some of her sins right now by being my personal sex slave for the next couple of hours. I was wondering if you'd like to join us, make her lies a reality...Yeah? Great! We're at her place... See you soon."
Sam came back into the living room with a wicked smile on his face. It was ingenious how he'd made it sound as if Kristy was willingly his sex slave. She moaned. Cum had finally stopped sliding down her leg, but it was obvious that her humiliation and her penance wasn't done yet. Worst of all, her pussy was feeling hot and needy. Listening to Sam's conversation with Alexa she started wondering what he was going to force her to do... and knowing whatever it was she'd do it made her so hot. The continuation of his fucking her after she'd orgasmed had taken its toll and her pussy was feeling needy again.
"Let's see," he said looking at her. "What can we do while we're waiting for our special guest... do you have any sex toys Kristy?"
"Yes," she said.
"Where are they?"
"My bedroom."
"Then go to the bedroom, slut." Following her down the hall, Sam admired the view of her naked ass, still pink from the spanking and his rough fucking from behind her.
When they got to the bedroom Sam made her show him where her sex toys were—there were only two vibrators, a rubber dildo, and some lube. Sam examined all three and then chose the six inch pink vibrator with a roughly textured surface.
"Lie down on the bed, spread your legs and play with yourself with the vibrator, I want you to give me a really good show... but remember, you're not allowed to cum until I tell you that you can."
Kristy whimpered. That particular vibrator was her favorite; the knobby surface did all sorts of pleasant things to the inside and outside of her pussy. She was so horny... she felt sure Sam's stricture against her orgasm couldn't hold her body. After all, that kind of thing was a reflex, a bodily function right? Once it started, no command from him—no matter what he had sprayed in her face—would be able to stop it.
Lying on the bed she spread her legs and turned the vibe on low, running it up and down the outside of her wet slit. The buzzing vibe's surface rasped against her delicate pussy lips, making her shudder. When she pressed it against her clit it was like an electric jolt of pleasure that ratcheted around her body. Kristy's legs bent and her toes curled... she felt a surge of triumph. She'd show him... she'd play with herself till she came and he could just suck it!
Watching his ex as she rubbed herself with the toy and then began to slide it inside of herself, rubbing her clit with the fingers of her other hand, Sam lubed up two of his fingers. Kristy gasped when he began to slide one of them up her virgin ass, the look on her shocked face made him laugh.
"Yeah slut, you wanted to be forced? You wanted someone who would do depraved things to you and make you like it? Well you're not going to cum until I'm creaming your ass, how does that sound?"
"Noooooo," Kristy moaned, finally able to protest as she answered the last question that he asked. "Please don't!"
His finger pushed inside of her, burrowing deep, and her hips lifted off the bed... it hurt a little bit, but not as much as she'd thought it would. Her ass felt stiff, tense, around him and she wriggled, her insides bearing down as she tried to push him back out of her with nothing but her anal muscles. But his finger stayed right where it was, twisting around inside of her... the discomfort was more emotional than physical.
The buzzing of the vibrator and her fingers against her clit helped to relieve some of the discomfort... if she was completely honest with herself, Sam's finger added to the pleasant sensations. Only in her naughtiest fantasies had she ever imagined anal sex. When Sam began to push his second finger into her tight hole she grimaced, rubbing her clit harder. This time her ass adjusted much faster, and as he began to move his fingers back and forth like a small cock, Kristy felt a wave of heat in her pussy.
"Ooooooooo..." she felt her head fall back... all of her muscles were contracting... God she was so close! Her ass clenched around Sam's fingers, her pussy rippled around the vibrator... but she couldn't fall over the edge into ecstasy. She was teetering on the brink and it was sheer torture. Sweat broke out on her body, her breasts flopping back and forth as her movements became more frantic. Tears fell from her eyes as she stared pleadingly at Sam.
"What is it Kristy?" His fingers stabbed deep into her ass, all the way to his knuckles and he twisted them back and forth. "What do you want?"
"Please... oh please Sam... I want to cum, I need to cum!"
The doorbell rang just then and Kristy screamed her frustration.
"Quiet!" Sam slapped her breast with his hand, making her nipple smart and stand at full attention. It left a slight throbbing feeling in her nipple, which didn't help her sexual torment at all. He pulled his fingers from her ass. "I'm going to go let our special guest in. Keep playing with yourself. You can make noise, but no more screaming."
Leaving his disconcerted ex to her own devices, frantically trying to make herself cum despite his orders, Sam headed for the door. He had enough forethought to swing into the bathroom quickly and grab a towel so that he wasn't completely naked. Wrapping the towel around his waist, he hurried to greet Alexa.
She was just as he remembered. Petite, cheerful with a big smile on her face, hazel-green eyes and light brown hair, pert little breasts and a cute, firm ass. Alexa was almost pixie-like, a little bundle of happy who tended to make everyone around her happier by her presence. The fact that she had stood up to Kristy for Sam was somewhat out of character for her, because normally she wasn't very confrontational. Kristy's betrayal of her must have hurt terribly.
"Wow Sam," Alexa's eyes bugged out as she took in his disheveled hair and the towel covering his nakedness. "So, I guess the sex slave thing wasn't a joke?"
"You have no idea," he said as he stepped back so she could come in. "It's been a wild couple of hours."
"What happened?" Alexa's head turned as she moved further into the apartment, she could hear the moans coming from Kristy's bedroom. "Oh my God!"
Sam explained as they moved down the hall, slowly because he was talking and because Alexa seemed a little reluctant. "I came over here with this... stuff that I created accidentally when I was trying to make perfume. It made the person I tested it on do everything I told her to. Once I realized that, I just took care of her until it wore off, a few hours later. I came over here today to make Kristy tell me the truth... I found out she cheated on me because I wasn't man enough for her, in her eyes anyway. She wanted someone to dominate her and force her... and I feel guilty saying this but I took advantage of the fact that she had to do whatever I told her to. Since she said it was her fantasy."
"It sounds like she's enjoying it," Alexa commented, her voice cautious as if she wasn't sure what to think, but she was trying not to judge. In fact, she absolutely understood Sam's impulses. When they walked into the room, Kristy was bucking herself around on the bed, trying desperately to get off.
"Kristy stop playing with yourself and take the vibrator out. Turn it off," Sam ordered. Alexa's eyes went even wider as Kristy immediately obeyed, whimpering in frustration. She threw herself face down on the bed and started humping it, trying to get up some friction and get around Sam's order. "Dammit Kristy, lie still and be quiet."
Tears streamed down his ex's face as she was forced to obey him. Her body was so needy... the demand was overwhelming. She saw Alexa and didn't care.
"What the hell..." Alexa stared.
"I ordered her not to cum until I told her to," Sam explained.
"The stuff works that well?"
"Apparently."
"So... you want me to be a part of this?”
"If you want to." Sam looked at her, almost shyly. "It's kind of a moral grey area, but everything I've done, Kristy admits that she's into it when I ask her, and I order her to tell me the truth."
"Can I hear her say it?" Although Alexa wanted to trust Sam, she knew that she would feel better about everything if she heard it from Kristy's mouth. No matter how much she might hate the girl, she didn't want to be part of something that was tantamount to rape.
"Kristy, tell the truth, what have you thought about everything I've done to you today?"
"Oh God, Sam... I was so mad when you made me suck your cock, but it got me so hot, doing something that I hate doing. It was even hotter because I'd sucked your cousin and the poetic justice turned me on so much, even though I hated it. Dancing for you was so humiliating, but it got me so wet. When you spanked me it hurt so much, but I could have taken more, all I wanted was for you to fuck me. And when you finally did, even though I hated the position and that you weren't wearing a condom, I loved that you were making me your bitch and that you just took me instead of being gentlemanly. Playing with myself in front of you and not being able to cum is the most frustrating thing in the world. Your fingers in my ass hurt and I know you're going to fuck me there and it gets me so hot. When you called Alexa all I could think about were my gypsy women fantasies and even though I don't want to do it, I'd do anything to cum right now, and even if I didn't want to cum it turns me on that I'd have to do her anyway."
Alexa looked at Sam, shocked. "She's using curse words."
"She's done that a couple times today."
"Gypsy women?"
"Apparently she's had a couple of lesbian fantasies along with fantasies about pirates and kidnapping and being forced."
"You really do like this, don't you?" Alexa asked her ex-friend, wonderingly.
"Answer her."
"Yes," the word was dragged out of Kristy with reluctance. Alexa smiled. All of her hesitation was gone... except now she was feeling shy about Sam being there. She glanced at him.
"You don't have to do anything you don't want to," Sam immediately reassured her. "I just thought, after all she put you through, that you might want the chance to get a little bit back for yourself. I know I'm taking the low road... but at this point I almost feel like I deserve it."
Alexa reached out and touched his arm. "You do deserve it, Sam. She put you through hell, even before she cheated on you. And it's not like you're doing anything to her that she's completely against." Alexa laughed. "Even when you have her under your complete control and everything you're making her do is perverted to her, in some ways you're still a gentleman."
"You've always been the sweetest of Kristy's friends." Sam put his hand over hers, smiling down at Alexa. God she was beautiful. How had he ended up with a black hole of negativity like Kristy? Oh right, Alexa had already been dating Blake when he and Kristy got together. Otherwise he might have made a play for her. Alexa blushed, pleased at his compliment.
"I guess I'm just feeling kind of shy," she said. "I won't lie, I've always had kind of a thing for you and now I'm nervous because you're here and I want to get naked and do... well whatever you want Kristy to do to me.”
Sam groaned, his dick starting to get hard again. It hadn't yet for Kristy, as entertaining as fingering her ass and watching her play with herself had been. Hearing Alexa's words were all that it took to get him going again. He cupped her cute little face between his hands, ignoring the frustrated and outraged sounds that his ignored ex was making on the bed.
"Alexa, you are absolutely beautiful and sexy. I always thought you deserved way better than Blake. I can't wait to see you get naked, and I'm going to have Kristy pleasure you as much as she's capable of."
Then Sam kissed her, gently... softly... the way he liked to kiss. A gentleman's kiss that was passionate but controlled, respectful and full of promise. Alexa pressed back, parting her lips a little, and his tongue teased its way inside her mouth. After a few moments she pulled away.
"Ok, I think I can get naked now." She giggled a little as Sam's eyes lit up. He really did find her attractive. Part of her wanted to do a happy dance, but it seemed a little inappropriate.
Sam looked at his ex. "Kristy, you are going to take orders from Alexa too. Whatever she tells you to do."
"Have you ever fantasized about being with another woman?" Alexa asked. Kristy moaned into the comforter on her bed.
"Yes."
"Does it turn you on that you're going to be forced to have sex with me?"
"Yes." Kristy let out a little whimper and wiggled her butt. God her pussy was so empty and aching... she needed to cum so bad. The abject humiliation of being controlled by two people she had wronged so horribly was making her entire body throb. Lust for fulfilling this final fantasy, being forced to pleasure a woman, was like a physical need now that Alexa was here.
"No wonder you aren't feeling guilty," Alexa half-laughed as she stepped toward the bed, looking over her shoulder at Sam. For a moment he looked slightly abashed, but he knew what she meant. Kristy so obviously wanted her choices taken from her, it was hard to feel bad about forcing someone to sexual perversion when they were enjoying every minute of it. "I always wondered what it would be like to kiss a girl. Roll over Kristy."
Seeing his ex on her back, straining to touch Alexa's sexy body as the other girl leaned down for a kiss, was so incredibly hot. Sam's dick was pretty happy about this entire situation. In some ways, it had been a little hard to get it up for Kristy, even though he was enjoying his revenge fuck, but now that Alexa was on the scene he wasn't having any trouble becoming aroused for a third time.
The girls kissed, Kristy was practically rubbing her body against Alexa's. Then Alexa pulled her lips away.
"Undress me, you bitch," she said. Hearing the sweet girl call his ex a bitch... Sam was fully hard as Kristy began to peel off Alexa's clothes, revealing her gorgeous body. Small firm breasts with puffy pink nipples, a tight little ass, and a completely shaved pussy.
Alexa was enjoying Sam's reaction to her naked body, he was staring at her as he fisted his cock, pumping up and down. It was quite a compliment, since she'd always thought Kristy was prettier than her. And also a turn on. Sam was the nice guy every girl dreamed of... he must have been terribly hurt to even have considered taking advantage of Kristy. Not that the bitch made it difficult.
She felt her lips thin into a hard line. Kristy was enjoying this almost too much... it didn't really seem like punishment. On the other hand, the humiliation factor was pretty high. Alexa had never told anyone, but she sometimes fantasized about dominating another woman. And apparently Kristy had fantasized about being dominated. What a perfect combination.
Sliding a small glance at Sam and his eager face, Alexa thought she wouldn't mind being under his control for a while.
Once Kristy had her naked, Alexa lay back on the bed.
"Come here and suck my nipples," she ordered her former friend. It felt a little weird, but she was feeling some pressure to perform well in front of Sam, and the eager look on Kristy's face as she hurried to Alexa's breasts wiped away the very last bit of her hesitancy. You just couldn't fake a reaction like that.
Moaning, Alexa enjoyed the gentle sucking of Kristy's mouth and the way Sam was looking at her in complete awe. He muttered something under his breath and she thought she heard the word 'beautiful.'
Meanwhile Kristy was in heaven. Humiliated, abused heaven. Even though her pussy was in complete Hell because she needed to cum so badly, she was distracted by that need as her fantasy of being forced to pleasure another woman was culminating. The fact that Alexa was the woman in question felt, deep down, like richly deserved karma. And that just turned her on even more.
Playing with Alexa's boobs was more than hot, it was fun. They were smaller than her own and she enjoyed squeezing them and playing with them, even without orders from either Sam or Alexa. She was too horny and had gotten too into it to even notice that she was going above and beyond to pleasure Alexa. The perky nipples in her mouth were so much bigger than a man's, so much easier to nibble on and flick with her tongue... Alexa's breasts were firm and soft... and off to her side she could see Sam masturbating above both of them. That was pretty hot too.
The enjoyment of having Kristy playing with her breasts and nipples was getting to Alexa, she was thrusting her hips up under the other girl.
"Get between my legs and eat me out," Alexa ordered. "Make me cum with your mouth."
This was the part that Kristy had always hesitated about, the reason why she had never experimented with another girl. Vaginas were just not her thing. But having an unyielding compulsion to do it anyway? That was hot as hell, and she could feel her own pussy spasming eagerly in response as she knelt between Alexa's legs, ass high in the air and began to lick her first pussy.
Sam thoroughly enjoyed the sight of his ex muff-diving on Alexa... what she lacked in experience she was definitely making up for in enthusiasm. Alexa's sexy moans as Kristy pleasured her were really getting to him. He started slathering some lube on his cock as he watched Alexa start humping Kristy's face, her hand on Kristy's head as Kristy's tongue slid up and down Alexa's bare slit. Bless the girl for shaving all her pubic hair... it gave him the most amazingly unobstructed view of her pink pussy and Kristy's mouth on it.
After a few minutes of watching he decided it was time to join the party and he got onto the bed, kneeling behind Kristy. His excited ex was so absorbed in orally pleasuring Alexa that she didn't even notice, but Alexa watched him. In fact, she looked a little jealous. Maybe he was just imagining that... but it was a nice thing to pretend.
Carefully he lined the wide head of his cock up with Kristy's virgin asshole and began to press in. Immediately she started wiggling back and forth, as though she was trying to buck him off, but her mouth was stuck like superglue on Alexa's pussy because she had to keep eating Alexa out. Apparently the noises she was making must have felt pretty good because Alexa's moans got even louder.
Despite the urge to slam himself into Kristy's anus, Sam gently began to pump himself slowly in and out, trying to give her time to adjust. Her hot hole shivered around him, squeezing and massaging his greasy cock. It felt incredible.
He would have been surprised to learn that, despite the uncomfortable feeling of having a cock in her ass and the slight cramping pains it gave her, Kristy was more turned on than she'd ever been in her life. Sure, part of it was that she'd been playing with herself beforehand, but her body had already started to come down from the edge of orgasm. Another large part of it was that she was being forced to do the two most depraved parts of her fantasies. But biggest part was because she was now the focus of not one, but two people, as she pleasured them. At heart, Kristy was an attention whore and she reveled at being in the middle of this sex-fest.
Eating Alexa out wasn't nearly as unpleasant as she had feared... Alexa's pussy was kept very neat, the soft folds of flesh were fun to tease and suck on, and the sweet juices coming from her hole didn't taste bad at all. Kristy was thoroughly enjoying it. And the feeling of her ass being spread open... oh God that was hot. Especially because she had no choice. It hurt a little, especially every time Sam stabbed a little deeper, but the fact that she couldn't stop it just turned her on more. In fact, all this stimulation was working her back up to orgasm levels again. She felt like if Sam just touched her little clit, she'd explode in pleasure.
When he finally bottomed out Sam just admired the sight of his ex's ass being filled with cock. It was so tight and hot in there, so many new sensations... and the squeeze over the base of his cock, at the entrance to her tunnel, was fucking fantastic. Kristy's noises were sounding rather enthusiastic as she kept munching on Alexa’s pussy.
"Kristy," Sam said, struck with inspiration. "You can cum when I cum in your ass."
Kristy moaned and continuing to lick and suck Alexa's pussy. Then Sam began to thrust, shoving her face between Alexa's legs as he started to slowly but firmly fuck Kristy's ass. Fortunately he was well lubed, or the tightness of her backdoor would have slowed things down considerably. Because she was so slick, he was able to really start getting some momentum going, and her moans into Alexa's pussy were getting louder and louder.
Grabbing Kristy's head, Alexa kept the girl's face firmly buried in Alexa's pussy. She was getting so close to cumming... the rocking of Kristy's body had actually deterred her a bit, because it had effected Kristy's movements.
The three of them moved together, creating their own rhythm that the three of them could fuck to. Kristy pushed back up against Sam's body as he pounded her ass, his momentum buried her in Alexa's pussy, and Alexa scooted down the bed, her knees in the air so that she could keep Kristy's mouth firmly on her pussy.
Sam was treated to the wonderful view of Alexa's small breasts bouncing in time with his thrusts into Kristy. As he watched her, he forgot he was inside of his ex's ass and started to think about what it would be like to actually see Alexa beneath him, her breasts bouncing as pleasured her.
Staring up at Sam, it was almost easy to forget the girl between them. Even if it was a mouth on her and not Sam inside of her. Alexa writhed at that fleeting thought, her orgasm cresting as she and Sam stared at each other. With a passionate cry she put both of her hands on the back of Kristy's head and pulled, forcing the girl's mouth down onto Alexa's clit.
Kristy pulled the tiny nub into her mouth and sucked hard. Rapturous cries filled the air as Alexa came, her body quivering, her thighs closing on Kristy's head as she convulsed with pleasure.
Seeing Alexa reach her fulfillment, the beautiful sight of her creaming herself, Sam felt his own orgasm approaching. He slammed in and out of Kristy's ass, his hard cock penetrating deeply into her bowels.
When the first spurt of cum hit the inside of Kristy's body she howled in orgasm. It blasted through her and made shriek with overwhelming ecstasy as the long-denied relief shuddered through her body. Her impassioned cries into Alexa's pussy set Alexa off on another wave of orgasmic bliss. All three of them were crying out, their own passion feeding the others until all three of them felt weak with release.
"Stop licking me," Alexa finally managed to say, hoarsely. Immediately Kristy collapsed between her legs, her asshole twitching around Sam's shrinking cock.
Alexa panted, her breathing finally slowing now that Kristy had stopped stimulating her. Sam almost looked a little surprised as he pulled out of Kristy's ass. In truth, he'd been so focused on Alexa that he'd almost forgotten there was a third participant, despite the fact that she'd been between them.
"Wow."
Staring at each other for a moment, the silence between Sam and Alexa was broken by Kristy's whimper as Sam's flaccid cock finally left her ass. Sam blushed, unsure of what to do or say.
"So... want to take a shower?" Alexa asked.
"With you?"
"We don't have to if you don't want to," she said hastily.
"No! I mean, yes, I do. I'd love to take a shower with you." Sam grinned like an idiot while Alexa blushed and giggled. "Um, Kristy stay here. In fact, just rest on this bed until we're gone." He glanced at the clock. "You only have about half an hour or so before it wears off anyway."
To her surprise, Kristy felt a wave of jealousy as Sam and Alexa headed off to the shower together. Why hadn't she been invited? Her body was achingly sore and incredibly satisfied, but she wasn't happy to be left out of the denouement. As far as she was concerned, this had been about her, hadn't it? Getting back at her? So why were they going off on their own?
As she lay on the bed, Kristy started to spin a whole new set of fantasies based off of Sam and his overpowering drug.
The bathroom was a little awkward as Sam and Alexa both got into the shower.
"So."
"Uh, yeah."
"Can you scrub my back?" Alexa asked, picking up the bar of soap.
"Sure." Sam was eager to get his hands on her in any way possible. He tried to think of something suave to say... but suave just wasn't his style. "I hope that wasn't too weird for you."
Alexa giggled. "It's not something I'd want to do on a regular basis, but it was kinda hot for a one time deal," she confessed.
"Yeah, not really my cup of tea for an everyday thing," he replied. "I honestly don't even know what got into me. I'm starting to feel a little guilty again."
"Don't," Alexa said immediately. "I could see how much she enjoyed it. Sometimes thinking about not having a choice is really hot... in fact..." She gave him a shyly sly look over her shoulder. "I really wouldn't mind if you showed up on my doorstep and did something similar to me one day."
Well didn't that just pull the rug out from underneath Sam's feet. It absolutely took his breath away. And made him feel 100% better. A thousand percent better in fact.
"Can I take you to dinner first?" he asked.
Alexa's eyes lit up. "I'd love that. When?"
"Now? I mean, after we get out of here?"
"Perfect." And then she turned around and pressed her naked, soapy body against him. Sam leaned his head down, feeling wonderfully blessed, and they shared their first kiss.