John Kellerman - Teaser in torment

"Cool it, Jess, willya? GO get my cameras."

Jess left. I heard her say something to Chris outside the room. Scott caught my face in his hands and nude me look at him.

"See, I know all about the modeling career you have planned. Your old man has pulled a few strings for you, too, hasn't he?"

My mouth flew open. "How… did you know this?" It was my deepest, best-kept secret. I didn't want any talk floating around to jinx me. But I'd been dreaming about being a model for years. And a good school had approved my portfolio. But if some photographs started turning up in some porno magazines, my career would be shot down before it got off the ground. I knew Daddy wouldn't let that happen. Even if it meant lying to a grand jury. I heard Jess coming back.

"Okay, baby, those ones we took last night were just warm-ups. You ever sucked any cock?"

I tried to swallow but my mouth was dry as a bone. I bit my lip. I felt dizzy and weak inside. "Of course n-n-not."

"Well, you're gonna learn…"

Jess came in and closed the door behind her. She set up a camera on a tripod and took a light reading. She was cool and efficient now, paying no attention to me whatsoever. Scott was fitting another manacle to my neck. I couldn't believe where he'd gotten all these things! It was almost as if they'd been made especially for me, they fit so perfectly. Not so loose that they could be slipped out of, but not too tight to hurt either. The one on my neck had a loop in back. Scott pulled my manacled wrist-up behind my back and fastened a chain to the neck iron.

"Doesn't that feel sexy?" he asked.

"Nooo!" I shook my head hard. He was taking down his pants. I turned sway as he undressed, but then his hands were on the shirt I wore. He jerked it down and off. When the sleeve wouldn't go around the manacle on my wrist, he tore it and threw the ruined thing into the corner. I was naked except for the cut-offs.

"The light is perfect," Jess said, fooling with the focusing ring of the camera. Scott sat on the bunk and made me kneel between his parted knees. I was shaking all over. He smoothed my hair back over my ears.

"That's so it shows your lips curving around my cock," he whispered and then laughed. The camera went off, an expensive little click. Another click followed. Scott's cock bobbed up and down an inch away from my lips. I could smell the faint musk of it, the manly aroma of sex.

"Suck it, baby."

"Never… never ever!" I started to sob. Scott pulled the foreskin slowly back. I could see the glossy purple surface sliding into view. I remembered it from that day on the beach. I was panting hard. I couldn't in the world imagine ever putting that prick in my mouth. Scott grasped my jaw and pinched it in such a way that I had to open my lips. Then he shoved the slickened tip of his prick against them.

"Noooo…" I gasped, twisting my head away. Scott slapped me across the face. It stung… stung bad. I could feel the red marks his fingers had made. He jerked me around by the hair. A tear skidded down my cheek as he shoved the crown of his prick between my lips again. The camera was clicking like crazy.

"Suck it," Jess murmured. Her voice was tight and strange. From the corner of my eye, I glanced and saw her there at the side of the tripod. One of her hands had slipped under the waist of her shorts. Her mouth looked heavy, slack. "Suck his cock, baby. Come on!"

"Nooo! Ohhhh, don't make me!"

"Look… it's her feet," Jess said suddenly, "That's what turns her on!"

I hadn't realized my toes had fanned out and I'd been rubbing them against the leg of the chair. I hadn't even though I was that excited. But being naked from the waist up had had its effect. And though I hated the thought of it, the cock bumping my chin and neck was doing things, too.

"Get Chris in here," Scott ordered. Jess opened the door. In a moment Chris came in looking sullen and nervous.

"She wants her feet kissed," Jess cooed, rubbing a hand down Chris' belly. Her voice was edged with venom.

"Look, I didn't want to do any of this to begin with."

"Shut up and get down on your hands and knees," Scott rasped. "I own your ass, big boy, whether you like it or not!"

Chris got down behind me. My feet were poked out, soles up. He kissed one and then the other. My toes burned and tingled and I felt the nipples grow from my small tits.

"Nhuuuuu… Ohhhh, don't do that any more!"

"Come on," Jess said, "really turn her on!"

Chris pointed his tongue and ran it between my big toe and the one next to it. I thought I'd faint with the bewitching tickle! And my pussy had blossomed like a desert flower in the rain. I could feel the slick juice wetting the crotch of my cut-offs. I squirmed my hips uncontrollably as Scott thrust his cock up under my chin. It left a smear of hot juice there. My eyes felt heavy. Scott forced my teeth apart and rested his cock-head on my pouting bottom lip.

"Nooo! Ohhhh, God. Help me!"

"Hurry up and get it on." Jess said breathily. "You guys are having all the fun."

"She still won't suck," Scott muttered when I clamped my teeth tight before he could shove that awful cock between them. I was panting like mad. I fell against his leg, the chain rattling at my back where the manacles held my arm up almost to my shoulder blade.

"Get her on the bed, dammit."

Chris helped lift me. They stripped my shorts down to my ankles, Chris obeying Scott's commands. The faded denim cut-offs dangled around the manacle on one ankle as Scott made Chris put his head between my thighs. I tried to close my legs to the attack, but Jess helped by pulling on the manacle chain.

"Nhhuuu! Ohhhh, please… Ohhh, God!"

Scott was talking, telling Chris what he had to do. Chris put his mouth against the lips of my cunt. They were so feverish that his spit felt cool. My ass danced on the narrow bunk. Scott was kneeling above my face. On my back like that, I could look straight up and see his cock dangling heavy and hot. Chris pushed his tongue across my clit and I sucked in a shuddery breath. Then Scott knelt lower and pushed his cock close to my mouth. The angle was all wrong for me to take it in my mouth, even if I'd wanted to. But the camera was clicking again. I felt like bawling. I could just see the people at the modeling school looking at these pictures!

Then Scott was making me sit up, shoving pillows under my shoulders. When I lay on my back again, my head dangled at a right angle and upside down. Scott moved his cock-tip against my closed lips. The camera went crazy as Jess touched the shutter over and over and over!

"We'll see how deep a throat she's got," Scott breathed.

He touched that place behind my jaw, squeezed it till the pain jolted me. My mouth opened. Upside down I could see the underside of his shaft and behind it the wrinkled sac flanging from the place it all grew out of his body. Scott changed position so that his prick could fit down into my mouth. I struggled, but Chris was spearing his tongue slowly in and out of my clasping cunt-hole. My thighs shivered with the throbbing thrills. And somebody was tickling my feet. Jess!

"Nooohhhhmmmmmmm!"

Without me even resisting, Scott had forced that bulging, purple cock-head down against my tongue. I couldn't close my mouth now without biting his dick. And I didn't dare do that! They were crazy! Every single one of them!

"Jesus, this is nice," Scott gasped, pumping his hips, making that flared knob rake the side of my cheek and then slide across the tough of my tongue… back, back… I could taste the musky gloss that coated the barb, could feel the pulsing heat of his prick. My lips drenched the hot rod with my spit. So weird… being on my back on all those pillows… my head upside down. Again, I caught a glimpse of Jess. She was tending the camera, but leaning close to the whole scene. She looked about to drool on herself! Even from upside down I could see that.