Robert Jenkins - Tied up and teased

"Out! And don't come back!" said Martin.

The two scrambled out of the room. They were sorry they had to leave Ellen to that slob, but there was nothing they could do about it. It would be nice to have a little cocksucker in tow, but Martin the chicken-hawk wanted her, and they couldn't stop him from taking what he wanted.

Although not really liking the set up, Barth and Arthur were happy to get out of trouble. They took the address from Martin, and got the hell out of the house.

Martin sat his fat body on the chair, and thought about what he was going to do next. This was a dream come true for him. He had a hot little bitch to fuck and suck him all he wanted.

He waited until he was sure the two men had left the house, then he called Ellen into the room. The girl appeared a moment later, naked, and with the dog collar around her neck. She was wide-eyed, and she wondered what was about to happen. She saw Martin sitting in the chair, his cock standing up a foot high.

Martin pointed to his cock, and the girl got to her knees between his legs. She looked up at him with her blue eyes, and patiently awaited her next orders.

"Why do you like this treatment?" he asked her.

"What do you mean?"

"You know whit I mean. Why do you thrive on this abuse?" he said.

Ellen was more confused than anything else. She didn't know what, he was talking about. As far as she was concerned, she loved what was happening to her. She didn't even want to think about it. Martin perceived that she was not too bright, and he smiled. He patted her on her smooth, white ass.

"Well, then, if you behave yourself, and do everything I say, and never try to get away, you might just find out that things won't be too bad," he said.

Ellen nodded.

"I was thinking about putting you to work in a massage parlor for a while, but I decided to keep you here instead, at least for now. Do you have any objections?" he asked.

"No, sir. I love it here. I don't think I want to leave ever," she told him.

Just hearing those words made his cock get as hard as a rock. She wiggled in approval, and Martin patted her ass again. He had a few things in mind for the little tramp. First, he was going to dress her the way he liked to see his little whores. He intended to get her some nylon stockings, and see-through blouses. He was going to train her as his new little house maid. He grunted in satisfaction.

Martin was a wealthy man. He had come into his wealth during the war, due to some advantageous business deals in rare goods. Now he simply lived off his wealth, and saw to it that he enjoyed the pleasures of the world. Ellen would fit well into his lustful plans.

Martin grasped the collar around her neck, and led her on a tour of his house, room by room. He led her into the kitchen, and opened the refrigerator. Inside was a six-pack of beer. He opened the first can and guzzled it down right away, then he popped open a second. He took his time about drinking the second can, all the while staring at the tempting little teenager.

The lecherous man had another hard-on. The very fact that he was holding a tasty young bitch by a leash around the neck made him hot and horny. He guzzled down the rest of the beer, then smiled at Ellen.

"Stand up in front of me honey," he ordered.

Ellen could tell that he meant business. She quickly stood up and waited, her limbs quivering. She leaned back slightly in order to let her master have a good look at her.

"Not bad at all," he said. He stared at her in a way that really made her feel naked. She started to blush a deep red.

Martin walked around her, staring, while working on his third can of beer. He poked his finger into all of her teenage crevices.

"Get on your knees," be told her.

Ellen slowly fell to her knees, all time keeping eye contact with her master.

"Nice. Now get on all fours," he ordered.

She did as she was told. Her ass was raised invitingly in the air.

"Keep that ass up higher," he told her.

Ellen raised her plump ass high, and she trembled with anticipation. Martin walked up to her and slowly examined the cheeks of her warm little ass. He spread the buns with his fingers, and ran his thumb down the slit, all the way to her wet cunt. Ellen moaned in pleasure. Her backbone felt like it was turning to jelly.

"A nice ass. Raise it higher. I want that ass high in the air," he said to Ellen.

Ellen raised her ass up as far as she could. It was a little hard to keep her balance, and the higher she got, the more the cheeks of her ass spread. She kept her mouth open, and kept licking her lips while she tried to keep her balance.

She looked completely helpless. Marlin stared at her, his cock getting higher and higher along with her ass.

Her huge breasts hung down, and she shook them in a teasing fashion. Martin got behind her and cupped her tits in his hands, and chuckled.

Suddenly, he gave them a hard squeeze.

"Eeeee!" yelped Ellen.

"Quiet. I'll do what I want with you," he said.

He continued to harshly fondle her tits.

"Very nice tits, too," he observed, finishing his can of beer.

Martin took another can of beer, and popped open the top. Then he took the full can and balanced it right on Ellen's upraised ass! He smiled to himself as he watched the helpless girl try to balance the can on her rump.

In a little while, he left the room, and stayed away for almost fifteen minutes. When he returned, Ellen was still in the same position, with the full can of beer balanced on her upraised ass.

"It's a good thing you didn't spill that, I'd have had to give you a spanking," he said. He removed the can of beer from her ass and drained it. "You aren't a bad little bitch," he said.

He began to fondle her ass again. She squirmed in pleasure, since it felt so nice, but then she realized that he was getting rough. He had a stick of butter in his hand, and he was rubbing it all over the opening of her asshole. When he had her well buttered, he winked at her. Then he stood back, and shoved his finger all the way up her ass!

"Owwwww!" screamed Ellen.

"Shut up," said Martin. He was fondling her roughly and grinning like a slob.

He pushed his finger into her ass as far as it would go. All the while the helpless Ellen squirmed and writhed in pain. She didn't like the sensation at all. Martin rubbed more butter into her ass, until she was wet and slippery.

"What are you doing?" asked Ellen.

"Can't you guess, whore?"

"Owww!"

"I'm buttering your buns, and you're going to like it. Haven't you ever been buggered before?" he laughed.

"What's that?"

"Fucked up the ass, you little idiot," he said to her.

Ellen began to squirm in panic. She had never been fucked up the ass, and she was sure it was going to hurt like hell!

"I've never been fucked up the ass! It must hurt!" Ellen wailed.

"Well, that's exactly what's going to happen to you right now. Now shut up and get ready. I want you to be a good little bitch," he told her.

By now his cock was fully erect, and his face was as red as a beet. He looked at the girl with raw lust, and she shivered in fear.

He smeared on a final coating of greasy butter, and then he pulled down his pants. Ellen shivered in fear as he placed the tip of his cock into her mouth.

"Suck it first, you little whore, and get it wet. It'll be so much the easier for you when I'm ready to fuck your hot little ass."

Ellen opened wide as he spoke. She covered her teeth with her lips and made an artificial cunt with her mouth for the excited man. She allowed big gobs of saliva to collect in her mouth, making a wet nest for the huge cock.

The cock was as thick as her wrist, and Ellen's mouth was stretched wide open. She gurgled down as much of the cock as she could stand.