Nathan Silvers - A librarian enslaved

"You shits! You cunt-faced shits!" Natalie screamed.

She stared helplessly at Cherie as the little nymphs pumped her mouth on Lance's throbbing cockshaft. Lance moaned, his cock thrusting at Cherie's mouth as the cum burst out of his balls and surged down his cock.

"Over her face," Cherie moaned, her mouth playing with Lance's cockshaft as she pumped the shaft. "Ya fuckin' cunt, bitch!"

Streams of cum shot out of Lance's cock. He yelled, grabbed Cherie's head, but she moved aside, her fingers rolling up and down his shaft, urging all the hot wet goo out.

A stream of white fuckjuice poured over Natalie's face, into her mouth, over her cheeks, her eyes, and into her blonde hair. To her eternal shame she found herself licking out for it, her mouth working, trying to get as much of the jizz as she could, to taste it and swallow it. Moaning and screaming, her body rocking against the bonds, she tried to climb to the peak of her desire, but she couldn't.

The tails of the cat stroked her pussy and she cracked. She hated herself, but she couldn't stop it.

"I'll do it!" she wailed, her pussy throbbing with unsatisfied lust. "Let me go and I'll do what you want, anything!"

Her mouth sucked at the cum and suddenly Lance's cock thrust at her lips and into her mouth, still pouring out the white spunk. Gurgling with satisfaction, Natalie sucked at the bulbous cockhead, tasting the jism as it flowed out and down her throat. She thrust her head up as far as it would go, for more of the luscious cock cream, but Lance held his cockshaft, so that only the head was in her mouth. It wasn't enough, but Natalie had to be satisfied with that.

She sucked and moaned until no more cum would ooze out of the cock. Even then she couldn't stop. Her mouth tried to keep it, to suck it until it released another load of hot fuckjuice.

But they were undoing her bonds. Her ankles swung free, down to the floor. Then her wrists came undone, and finally the belt around her waist was taken off.

The mewling little sex slave who crouched on the floor bore little resemblance to the uptight librarian of a few hours ago. She tried to get to her pussy and rub it, but the cat lashed across her ass.

Natalie couldn't stop. She rubbed her clit, spreading her legs wantonly, daring Roxanne to stop her.

Matt grabbed her arms and pulled them over her head. He grinned at her, his cock running just above her mouth.

"No short cuts, whore," he said. "Listen." Roxanne leaned down over Natalie. "You do that again and I'll tie you up and make you watch for the rest of the night. And the moment you came down, I'll get you to fever pitch again and leave you. You know what that's like?"

Natalie could guess. She moaned. "I won't do it, I promise."

Once more Natalie was left, crouched on the floor. Her ass thrust up, searching for the whip, but Roxanne stopped it, leaving the helpless blonde sobbing with her still unfinished lust.

"Look what I have for you," Roxanne said softly. "It's a reward."

Natalie turned and saw that Roxanne held a long silver vibrator. It purred in her hand. From the top of it came two straps, which Roxanne toyed with.

Natalie wept. "You horror! You're the worst pervert in the world."

"Oh, thank you," Roxanne said. "Now, would you like this up your pussy?"

Natalie shuddered. The vibrator was long and hard and would slide so easily up her cunt.

"Yes," she whispered.

"Well, crawl over here and beg me for, it," Roxanne said.

"I hate you!" Natalie sobbed. "I'm not like this, you did it to me. I hate you!" But she crawled across the carpet, her hungry eyes on the long, hard vibrator. "Please, please, let me have it!"

Roxanne held it under her nose. "Lick it!" Natalie licked the vibrating shaft. Her tongue ran right up it, and back, before Roxanne was satisfied.

"Tell me what a whore you are," Roxanne purred.

"I'm a whore and I want it!" Natalie sobbed. "Well, okay, I guess." Roxanne gave Natalie the vibrator.

Natalie rammed the vibrator up her cunt, screaming with lust. It set off another surging climax, but it only served to make her passion more demanding.

"Tie it in, whore!" Roxanne snapped.

Her fingers fumbling with haste and desire, Natalie tied the straps, holding the long hard vibrator deep in her cunt. It throbbed away, driving her almost insane with lust.

Cherie was in tears as she leaned in and licked at Natalie's ass crack.

Instantly Natalie trembled, her body betraying her yet again. New waves of orgasm rushed from the delicate licking around her ass opening. She moaned and thrust back at Cherie's mouth.

"Now, admit you want it real bad," Roxanne whispered into Natalie's ear.

"Nno!" Natalie sobbed as she sucked and licked helplessly at Lance's cockhead. Her head spun in faster and harder circles. "Never! I'm not like this. Just let me go and you'll see."

"Just remember," Roxanne whispered, "this is only Friday. We've got till Monday to play. Won't that be great?"

Natalie sobbed. Screaming in helpless lust, she rammed her mouth down the length of Lance's cock as Cherie buried her mouth between her ass cheeks. Natalie knew she couldn't take this for that long. She had to find a way out, before she was as perverted as they were.

On Monday morning Natalie woke, snuggled down in the soft sheets. Light poured through the window, reminding her that she had to work today. She rubbed her tight asscheeks, feeling the sensuous waves coming from her still slightly painful flesh.

Beside her, Lance gave a sigh and woke up, his hair all over the place. "Well, hi."

"Hi, baby," Natalie said with a grin. "It's Monday. Remember your promise."

"Sure." He snuggled closer to Natalie.

She smiled and kissed him, her warm mouth roving over his neck, down his chest, kissing gently downward. He received kisses over his stomach and further, until she reached the tip of his cock.

"Hey, lover," she purred. "Do you always wake up with a hard-on?"

"Always," he murmured. "And I'm horny too."

"Oh, how terrible!" Natalie crooned as she licked at the hard smooth flesh. "Horny when you wake up, no wonder you needed me."

Gently she sank her mouth over his cockhead, taking the bulbous flesh deep, to the entrance of her throat.

"Oooh, that's nice," he gasped. "Ohhh fuck, that's nice."

He lay back on the pillows, a blissful smile on his face.

Softly Natalie sucked his cockhead, sliding her lips around the gently throbbing prick, swirling her tongue over his hard cockflesh. She felt him respond, thrusting up at her, his long thick cockshaft entering her throat. She remembered how terrified she had been of it, when she first saw it. And now she couldn't get enough of the rock-hard prick ramming into her body.

Murmuring softly, Natalie sank Lance's cock deeper, her throat muscles opening effortlessly to take the prick in. Slowly she got to her knees, sliding his cock into her throat, inch by inch, deeper and deeper, until her lips were around the thick base and she licked her tongue out over his balls. Her throat muscles caressed his thick shaft, playing with his cockhead until he gasped and his hips began thrusting at her.

"Please, Master," she muttered, "can I put this up my pussy? It's so hot for it."

"Show me," he replied.

"But I'll have to take my mouth off your cock to do that, and that's very naughty."

"No matter," he grinned. "We can punish you later."

"Oh, if you say so, Master," Natalie crooned.

Her body was already alight with lust as she slowly took her mouth from his cock and straddled his chest. She ran her fingers down to her pussy, spread her lips, playing with her dark red clit and thrusting her pussy over his face.

"See, Master?" she gasped. "My pussy is so hot for your cock, look at it."