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DESERT LUST' ........................................................ Copyright notice: This work is copyrighted to the author All rights reserved 1997 - Authorization was give to post this story to my archive and for re-posts to appro- priate newsgroups. ........................................................ It was a very hot day as Stephi drove down the highway toward Las Vegas to join Denny, Kathy and Larry for a long holiday weekend. Stephi had to work late of Friday so her friends went on ahead the day before. As she drove along, she couldn't help thinking what they'd all be doing when they were finally together, she had been flirting with Dennis for months. Sometimes when she sat across from Denny she crossed her legs so he could see up her dress, she enjoyed watching where his eyes went, and she'd smile at him because she knew she have gorgeous legs. When they went out dancing all together she'd make sure to look as sexy as her hubby Larry would allow, but when she was dancing with Denny, they'd get real close and rub their bodies against each other, Her erotic scent always produced an erection from Denny, and she loved the feeling of it against her crotch. Stephi was also attracted to Larry's wife, Kathy, she was beautiful, a petite brunette 5'1" 100lbs and a tight 34-22-33 body with an olive colored smooth complexion that looked like she has a beautiful tan all year long. She's so sweet and sexy, and once your her friend she'll do anything for you. Well, Stephi was driving along a Nevada highway and the temperature was running around 100 degrees in the shade. She was wearing real tight cut off shorts and a white tank top that clearly showed her big nipples and her beautiful tummy. When the big trucks went by alongside the drivers would wave and give her the thumbs up so she knew she was looking good, sometimes Stephi felt like giving them a show like pulling up her tank top to let them see your breasts but she had to get to Vegas so she just smiled and waved, but the idea turned her on. Stephi was doing about 90 mph when she noticed that the car was overheating and the air conditioner had stopped, just then she saw a small gas station up ahead so pulled into the parking lot. She got out of the car and went into the office and there was this very handsome black guy at the counter, she told him about her car and he said for her to pull it around back and that his kid brother Pete would check it for her. Stephi bought a popsickle and as she turned to go outside she could feel the guy's eyes on you ass as she walked out the door. She pulled her car around back and into a shed where Pete was working on another car. It was smelly in there, but cool in the shade, Stephi noticed that Pete was a very cute young black guy. Pete wasn't wearing a shirt and he had the most beautiful chocolate colored body, big muscles and a washboard flat stomach and tiny waist, Stephi ask him if she could stay in the car while he checked it out, he said, 'Yes maam but you'll have to move to the passenger seat because I have to get under the steering wheel.' So Stephi moved over and smiled as she noticed him looking at her legs. Sitting there eyeing this hunk, she told him to please call her Stephi. She started to lick her popsickle, while Pete told her that it was a good thing that she had pulled in there, because if she had broken down on the highway it could be dangerous, there was a motorcycle gang roaming around that sometimes abducted young women and took them to their cabin to do terrible things to them. Stephi said, 'Oh wow, that would be awful, what do they do to them?' She had a teasing tone in her voice. Pete didn't catch her tone and responded, 'Well I hear they do real nasty stuff to them!' Stephi sweetly said, 'Wow, I wonder what they'd make me do, Do you think they'd make me lay on their bed?' Pete, wide eyed said, 'I'm sure they would.' Eyeing Pete's sweating body, Stephi asked, 'You look so hot do you want a lick?' Pete looked up with wide questioning eyes as she clarified by saying, 'Of my popsickle silly!' Pete says, 'Oh sure.' So she let him lick her popsickle and noticed his large pink tongue which made her feel a little tingle in her crotch, thinking about that tongue..... Then Stephi began to play with Pete some more, saying, 'Pete after they get me on the bed what do you think they'd make me do?' He says, 'I don't know!' So Stephi says, 'Maybe they'd make me spread my legs, probably like this', and she put her left leg up on the drivers seat, spreading her legs wide right in front of him. He looked between Stephi's legs and swallowed hard and said, "Yes just like that". Then she said,'Why Pete, your sweating, wanna another lick?' Pete says, 'Yes please.' So she took her popsickle and wiped it on the inside of her left leg from knee to crotch then looked into his eyes and said, 'Go ahead Pete and lick.' Enjoying making him uncomfortable . Pete offered a nervous smiles and got his head right between her legs and licked her leg with his soft wet tongue. Pete rewarded her with electric feelings that rushed deep through her body. Then Pete said, 'That was the best tasting popsickle I've ever had. Stephi was really having fun tormenting Pete, so she asked him, 'What do you think that biker gang would make me do next Pete?' He just stood there starring at her, so she offered, 'Do you think they would probably make me take my top off so they could see my breasts?' Pete brightens and says 'Oh yah, I bet they would!' Still in a teasing tone, Stephi says, 'Probably like this?' As she pulled her top off and stuck out her chest so Pete could get a better view of her breasts, Pete stammers, 'Yes! yes, just like that! Man you are so pretty!' Then Stephi said, 'How would you like another lick of my popsickle as she began rubbing her nipples with it they stood out firm and hard as she said, 'Go ahead and lick Pete.' Pete began to suck her nipple as she spread her legs under him. The shorts cutting into her flesh mildly. She took his head in her hands and said 'Fix the car and we'll go from there.' knowing that she had very little money. She'd planned on being in Las Vegas that evening. As Pete started to back away, obviously frustrated, Stephi heard the voice of his older brother behind me. 'Fuck that shit bitch. You ain't going to just tease and walk away.' Stephi turned her head and he was standing on the passenger side, his cock out, just inches away. She felt Pete move forward and he began to suck her tits again.. harder this time. She tried to move away but his brother grabbed a handful of her hair. She reached her hands up to grab his wrist. He turned her head and rubbed his cock on her cheek and face. Although he was talking tough, he was being gentle with his hands, and he was hung very nicely.. just what she'd expected of a black cock. When she didn't suck him he leaned down and told her 'Look bitch...you can give it up now and do as you are told, or I can keep the car and sell your white ass to the Los Lobos. 'Now, you choose,' he said. Obviously her choice was simple. Not to mention that Pete's persistent sucking and biting her nipples had made Stephi very horny by then. Pete's brother stood and she turn her head, taking his cock in her mouth. As she started to tongue his swollen cock she realized how much sucking him was exciting her. Stephi ran her tongue around the ridges and veins as the initial musky, sweat taste gave way to the taste of his pre-cum. She got more and more excited. Pete was sucking one nipple while he pinched the other. Stephi was really getting into sucking the older brother when he pulled his cock from her mouth and opened the door to the car, and dragged her out. Maintaining his grip on her hair, he then walked her to the front passenger side of the car and bent her over the hood. He called to Pete. Stephi's shorts had ridden WAY up between the cheeks of her ass, and Pete's brother was standing to one side smacking her ass hard. She could only stand there yelping as he kept spanking her. Seeing this, Pete got out of the car and came around to her side, and they both started to play with her ass and spank her. By now Stephi was soaking wet! They removed her shorts. Pete dropped his cover-alls down to his ankles, and stood there nude except for his boots. He was hung like a mule. Stephi could see it as Pete walked around the car and climbed up on the hood. His legs on either side of her head, he took the hair grip from his brother and raised her face. His cock was truly beautiful. Pete hunched his hips forward and Stephi gladly began licking his balls and his cock as his brother spread her ass cheeks behind her and laid his cock head into her crack, humping from behind her. As she felt Pete's brother entering me from behind, his cock pushing into her slowly, her pussy clenched around it and she moaned around Pete's cock. She sucked him eagerly now. She put both hands in front of her and massaged his cock and balls as she sucked him enjoying herself thoroughly. The brother fucked her hard and slow, calling her a cunt and whore, and more. He fingered her pussy as he fucked her and then pushed a finger up her ass with remarkable gentleness. Stephi felt Pete getting more and more excited as his balls started to tighten. Then all of a sudden his sperm spurted into her waiting mouth, she let it dribble out of the corners of her lips as he moaned and fucked her face. His come was all over her cheeks and chin. As Pete softened, the brother pulled out of Stephi and he turned her around. Grabbing her by the waist he set her on the hood and pushed her back, her ass on the edge. Pete straddled her face, his soft cock dangling, and lowers his balls to her mouth as he began mastur- bating. She sucked Petes balls, as his brother pulled her legs up to his shoulders and begins pounding her pussy hard. He kept smacking her ass as he fucks her, swearing and calling her names she could barely understand. Then just before he's about to come in her, he pulled out and jacks off all over her stomach just about the time Pete shoots another load on the car hood as Stephi's tongue is probing his ass. Pete and his brother, once sexually sated turned into real gentlemen, and invited Stephi to come up to their house and get cleaned up, they would work on her car and she could call Larry in Vegas and tell him she was running late. Rather satisfied herself, Stephi grabbed her bag out of the car and went up to the house to take a shower and call. She called the hotel room but her friends and hubby were are all out gambling, so she left a message at the desk and gave the phone number of the garage so Larry could call her when they got in. Then she started to take a shower and get cleaned up. Stephi took off all her clothes and got into the shower and started to soap up, it was so hot outside the cool water felt good on her body, as she started to rub the soap on her breasts her nipples started to harden and she thought about what just happened to her, that she'd just got fucked by a big black dick just like she'd always fantasized, then she started to remember how good his hard cock felt pumping up in her like that. Ummmm. She started to soap up her pussy and started to get that itch again way up inside and she thought 'Damn I didn't let Pete fuck me with that *Mule sized cock* of his', I bet that big prick could reach way up in there and scratch that itch real good, not to mention stretch my tight little cunny so fine! Ummm! Just then Pete's brother knocks on the bathroom door and say's, 'Stephi come out here we have to talk to you!' So she dried off and put on a little shorty white robe that showed off her sexy legs, with nothing on under it. When they saw her, Pete's brother said 'Man you are one fine looking bitch Stephi! But I have bad news about your car. We need a part and we can't get it until Monday, but you can stay here if you want to. She said no that she could have her friends come out and pick her up tonight, then she could stop back Monday and pick up her car. 'I have a call into them now.' After saying this Stephi sits back on the bed and lets her robe come apart then says. Pete's brother said, 'There's something else on my mine Stephi.' She said, 'Oh what might that be, is there something I can help you with?' She leans back on the bed and lets her legs come apart slightly so they can see she's naked under the robe. Pete who just entered the room says, 'Man look at her legs Mac you can see right up to her cunt!' Mac says, 'I can see that Pete! Man she looks so fucking good I'm starting to get another hard-on!' Stephi says in a loud voice, 'Why boy's are you getting hot again?' With that Stephi lays back on the bed and lets the robe fall completely away from her body, as she spreads her legs she starts to rub her pussy, and says 'I guess you'll just have to jack off after I'm gone, but you'll have the memory of what you did to me on the car, and you can remember me laying here in front of you with a very wet pussy and my legs spread wide open.' 'Fuck that shit bitch! we aint gonna jack off. Pete's never fucked a white bitch before and he wants to fuck you, right Pete?' 'That's right Stephi ! See how hard you've made my cock?' Then he pulls down his drawers so she can see his HUGH hard black prick. Mac said, 'Pete hold her legs open while I lick her pussy to lubricate it for you!' Pete responded, 'OK Mac I got them open!' Mac said, 'Oh yeah look at that hot cunt Pete! Let me stick my tongue up her pussy, oh yeah she's as sweet as sugar, ummmm slurp slurp.' 'Yeah the bitch is starting to get hot! Look at the way she's moving, like a bitch in heat, I love to suck her sweet clit! we got her now.' Come on Pete give her that big dick, stick it in her pussy and fuck her! Let her know what it's like to be stuffed with 10" of hard black cock!' yelled Mac. 'Here I'll hold her legs up and you stick it to her', as Mac leans back so his brother can get in position. Stephi starts to moan, 'Ohhhh yeessss put it in Pete give it to me!!! It's sooooo big take it easy, just put the head in until my pussy stretches a little, ohhhh yeeeeessss oh yes oh yes fuck me fuck meee, oh my pussy is stretching! Put in deeper ahhhh yes deeper! Please more more moreee, oh fuck I've never been so full in my life! ahhh yesss FUCK ME!!! Stephi was beyond any real time or place, all she could do was think about how Pete felt, how wide he stretched her pussy, the feeling of him filling her was wonderful. She screamed, 'Give it to me Pete shove it in my cunt, more more MOREEEE!! Then she reached toward Mac, as Pete pumped into her as hard as he could, and she said in gasps, 'Mac get up here so I can lick your balls and suck your dick, ahhhh yes your balls taste so good , oh yes pinch my nipples! pinch them hard, harder!!!! Ohhhh yes yes yes, put your big black cock in my mouth ummmm ummmm I'll suck the cum right out of you balls!! * * * "Ring ring ring" Hello this is Mac's garage, yes she's here just a minute and I'll go get her! It's for you its your husband. 'Hi honey I'm glad you called. . . yes the car broke down and I had to stop at this garage!' Oh yes honey I'm kinda out of breath I had to run in from outside oh I got a charley horse in my leg (more like a horse's cock in my pussy) OK, you and Kathy and Denny will be here in about 2 hours to pick me up! fine I'll see if I can find ah something to do until you get here! OK bye bye. * * * Larry, Kathy and Denny arrived about 5PM to pick Stephi up. She introduced everyone to Pete and Mac. Larry thanked them for "Taking care of her" all afternoon and Mac said "It was our pleasure" and smiled at Stephi. Mac said, 'You have a very nice and sweet wife Larry!' Pete said. 'You can pick up your car anytime Monday! We will both be here and it will be nice to see you again Stephi.' As she walks away Stephi could feel their eyes on her body so she gave her walk an extra little wiggle! They all piled into Larry's car with Stephi and Kathy in the back seat and took off for Vegas. Larry and Denny started talking sports and Kathy leaned over and whispered in Stephi's ear, "Those were really cute guy's, I wonder if what they say about black guy's being well endowed is true?" Stephi whispered back that 'Yes it's true!' Kathy said, 'How do you know Steph?' Stephi answered, 'Well while I was waiting for you I got that "Itch" know what I mean?' We'll since I had a couple of hours to kill I thought I might as well have some fun!' Kathy liked what was being said, and answered with, 'Oh Stephi, your making me so hot, I can feel my pussy getting wet! Tell me some more please. .' Stephi told Kathy the whole story, popsickle and all. After she was done with all the details, including the 10" cock, Kathy was panting. Kathy asked, 'Stephi do you think I could come with you Monday to pick up your car? Maybe we could both have some fun with Pete and Mac?' Denny yelled over his shoulder, 'Hey you guys, look up ahead there seems to be some kind of accident, Lets pull over and see if anyone needs help!' So Larry stopped the car and got out and instantly was surrounded by a group of motorcycles, they seemed come out of nowhere, at least a dozen hard looking guy's on Harley's wearing bandannas and levi jackets with "LOS LOBOS" written on the back. Denny got out of the car to help Larry and they surround the car and tell Stephi and Kathy to get out! Stephi gets out of the car on trembling legs and say "What do you guy's want" One of them pulls right up to her and says " Hey Lobos she wants to know what we want "Ha Ha hey Chico tell her "what we want" A big Latin guy with tattoos all over his arms comes over and say's 'You do exactly what we tell you to do and nobody will get hurt! If you don't, my brother's will hurt you real bad. Now get on back of my bike! Stephi's wearing short shorts and a tank top but she feels naked the way all these guys are looking at her, Kathy gets on with a guy they call Mario and Stephi gets on with Chico and away they go. The rumbling vibrations of that big hog between the girls legs excites them, but they are also trembling in fear, Stephi puts her arms around Chico and feels his hard muscles and holds on for dear life. They finally reach their cabin and they tell the girls to go inside! Stephi holds Kathy's hand and does as they are told. Its dark inside and smells like beer. There are two beds and several couches and chairs! There are 5 or 6 guy's inside drinking beer, the rest of them pull up with the car and guys . Now there are a dozen Lobos to us four. 'Where is Diablo?' Chico asks. Gone to town to get more beer! Now they all crowd around Stephi and Kathy, Chico say's, 'Oh man we hit the fucking jackpot this time, look at these sexy cunt's , so fucking beautiful! ''Yeah' Natcho say's, 'I cant wait to fuck these Wisa's.' They tie Denny and Larry to a couple of chairs and tell us to sit still and shut up! Then Chico tells Stephi to put out her hands and puts handcuffs on her wrists, then he takes a rope and puts it through a hook in the ceiling, then he ties the other end to the handcuffs and pulls the rope so her arms are raised over her head and her feet barely touch the floor. Stephi says, 'No, no please don't do this!' But Mario comes around behind her and puts a blindfold over her eyes. She's are completely helpless, strung up like that they can do anything they want to her and she can't do anything to stop them. They tell Kathy to go over and strip her naked! She goes over and runs her hands over your body and say's, 'I'm sorry Stephi but I have to do as they say!' Mario orders Kathy to get The chained girl horny, to use her lips and hands to make her hot. Afraid for her life Kathy strips her friend and kisses her, Kathy kisses her neck and puts her arms around her. She rubs Stephi's ass and starts to kiss her on the lips while grinding her pussy against her leg. "Yeah feel her tits" someone say's, "Stick your tongue down her throat, take her fucking shorts off so we can see her cunt." Kathy unzips her shorts and pulls them down, now the girl just had her top on. 'Come on', Natcho said and came over and ripped her tank top to shreds, now Stephi was naked and on full display, "Yeah" someone says, "look at them tits I can't wait to suck them nipples and chew on em" Natcho moves around in back of her and starts to feel her tits, pinching her nipples. He says, 'Hey she likes it, look they're getting hard! Get me the nipple clamps.' Mario came over and with Natco behind Stephi feeling her ass he wets her nipples with his tongue and fastens the clamps, Stephi felt a shooting sensation in her vagina and she couldn't help it she let out a sexy moan, ahhhh. With her arms stretched above her head and totally naked Stephi was starting to get worried, the clamps on her nipples were making her feel nasty and sexy! Not a good thing to feel under the circumstances. Mario ordered Kathy to do her thing again, so she went over and started to kiss Stephi again, and rub her pussy for the guys to watch. Someone in the background yells, "Hey man lets get them to shave their pussy's, you know how Diablo loves to eat shaved cunts before SHE fucks them with her big dildo..." ______________________________________________________ Kristen's collection - Directory 2
by Dennis, Stephi, and Kathy
Gangbang Interracial Medium F
blindfoldbondageforced
darkexplicit
4.1k words 20 min
Reform School Boys - Lesson 1 Squeaking rubber on polished hardwood floors, panting in circles about the perimeter of the gym, he didn't notice the two boys keeping pace on either side of him; he wasn't aware of their subtle movements, a foot snaking in front of his ankle, a shoulder brushing his. Thompson was only aware of a painful oxygen debt, his lungs were burning, his feet were sore, he'd lost count of the number of laps they'd been forced to run, his teeth ached at the base and he knew he'd puke soon if he wasn't allowed to stop. He was aware of the floor rushing up at his face; his knees and wrists and chin were sliding across the smooth varnish, peeled raw, before he even knew he was going down. A shrill whistle brought the circling band of boys to an abrupt, squeaky halt. "Thompson you goddamn spastic fuck-up, what the HELL are you doing??" Mr Karn bellowed at the boy lying on his back in the middle of the floor, clutching at his oozing knees and elbows, his face contorted in agony, his body rolling as he savagely bit his lip to keep from crying out. "I tripped, SIR" Thompson continued rolling, his eyes squeezed tightly shut with the effort not to cry out. Karn walked slowly to where the boy lay prone, stood above him. "Get up you miserable candy-ass." When Thompson didn't move except to continue writhing, Karn reached down to grab him by the hair, pulling him roughly to his feet, clutching at the hand locked in his scalp. "Oww leggoame!" "Gimme ten more laps!," Karn bellowed at Thomp- son "The rest of you hit the showers." Sneakers pounded the floor as the rest of the class hustled to obey. They ranged in age from 15 to 17, the oldest group of delinquents housed in Middlefield School for Boys. It sounded like a posh boarding school. It was a high security prison for youths not quite violent enough to merit being tried as adults. Thompson limped to obey. He'd been alone with the gym teacher often enough to be eager to comply. Karn kept a heavy wooden paddle in his office; well- oiled, well-worn, a double row of neat holes cut at regular intervals to lessen air resistance, do more damage, and Thompson had already twice felt it's length slamming into his naked backside in the week and a half since he'd been transferred to Middlefield. That only happened for the worst offenses, otherwise Karn only slapped him around a bit. Thompson staggered around the perimeter of the gym, trying not to pay attention to his raw, bruised knees and elbows, his aching lungs, his tired swollen feet. For the nine-hundred and forty-eighth time he replayed the heist in his head. Car-jacking was supposed to be easy. You ran up to a car stopped at a light, pointed a gun at the driver's head and when they got out of the car with piss all over their lap you and your partner hopped in and drove off. Except that goddamn rich bitch screamed and he panicked and shot her in the head. He didn't mean to, he tried to tell that to his lawyer, to the shrinks, but he was just a dumb-ass no good piece of worthless white trash whose family was so pathetic they didn't manage to crawl out of the ghetto when the blacks and Puerto Ricans took over and everyone knew the lawyers worked for the rich slobs, how the hell did he expect any fucking justice?? He hated that rich bitch, for fucking up his life. It was SUPPOSED to be easy, and anyway he didn't MEAN to kill her. The lawyer said well what the fuck were you carrying the gun for if you didn't intend to shoot anything? The stupid jerk didn't KNOW what it was like, rich college asshole. Thompson felt lunch rising in his stomach; he wasn't in all that great shape, he knew that goddamn good and well; otherwise he might've outrun the lunatic good samaritan that chased him down right in the middle of the fucking worst neighborhood in the city... christ you couldn't even count on people to mind their own fucking business anymore, to "not get involved". He lurched toward the wastebasket in the corner of the gym and heaved creamed tuna and string beans into the bin. Karn was right behind him. Six foot two, beefy, an ex-marine who really enjoyed his work. He clamped a beefy hand around the back of Thompson's neck and squeezed, pulling Thompson to his feet when he'd fin- ished spitting the remnants of lunch into the pail. "Twenty more laps!" Karn barked in Thompson's ear as he squeezed his neck harder. Thompson was 16, nearly six feet tall, sporting a few scraggly hairs that he liked to think constituted a moustache, but he was flabby and out of shape and no match for the gym teacher. Too much smoke and booze. He knew he'd never finish another lap. Screw it. "Fuck you." He whispered it. A horrible para- lyzing fear washed over his body, he couldn't have moved if he'd tried. Just like when the rich bitch's skull had exploded. Slow motion, like a Peckinpah movie. Thompson was scared witless, he wanted to run, to strike at the meaty hand squeezing his neck muscles, but he was frozen. His dick was making a tent out of the front of his baggy gym shorts. It had done the same thing when he pulled the trigger. Terror. It made him hard. Without speaking, Karn grabbed Thompson's left arm, twisted it up his back, pushing him relentlessly towards his office, meeting virtually no resistance from the dazed boy. Not that he would have been able to resist the older stronger heavier man. The door slammed shut. "Drop-em," Karn whispered menacingly at Thompson as he stood facing the mute, frozen boy, arms folded, ice blue eyes boring into his skull. Thompson shifted his gaze from the terrifying image of the enraged man. Too calm. Dead calm. Eye of the hurricane calm. His dick was poking at the front of his gym shorts, terror making him hard. He didn't want his hard-on to be exposed, ridiculed. When he didn't move, Karn lurched forward, yanked Thompson's shorts around his knees, yanked his jock down, and stepped back, arms again folded, drilling his unblinking gaze at Thompson's meager bush, at his erect cock and swollen balls. Karn stood for nearly a full minute, stone cold, staring at the boy standing before him with his shorts around his knees, quaking and flapping his arms, cold sweat staining his t-shirt, wanting to cover his shame, but knowing it would fur- ther enrage the man in control of the situation. "You know the drill." Karn hissed, gave his perfect grayish blond flat-top a quick backward brush, the only indication of his intense excitement. "Over the desk, legs spread." "MOVEIT!" he bellowed, when Thompson stood, frozen to the spot. Jolted from his paralysis Thompson turned, lay the upper half of his torso on the spotless surface of the teacher's desk, careful not to bump the pen set, disturb the carefully placed pencil cup and paper- weight. He clasped his hands behind his neck, bent at the waist, legs spread, pale bony buttocks exposed for punishment, his balls dangling down between his legs, his cock refusing to wilt as much as Thompson tried to will it. Karn pulled his cherished paddle down from it's place on his wall, caressing it's length. He allowed himself a small anticipatory smile as he hefted the weapon in his right hand, stepping up behind the boy. He knew the kid was mortified at his erection; over the years though, he'd watched plenty of cum spatter the front of his desk, pounded out of countless boys' balls from the sensations aroused by his beatings. "Count," he ordered Thompson. The Thompson kid irked him. He was a whiner, a weasel. The other boys despised him, hounded him mercilessly, pummelled him, tripped him, stole his things, ate his desserts, smoked his cigarettes, because he let them. He didn't fight back. Instead he complained to the staff. He was weak. Karn still found it impossible to picture the kid cacking anybody. Thompson paused a breath. This was almost the worst part, it made him feel like he'd asked for it, that he wanted it. But he knew the longer he waited the harder the paddle would fall. "one." he whispered, flinching, tensing, wait- ing for the first blow to fall. "ONE," he blurted, much louder. He barely had time to register the whistling sound of the paddle travelling through the air when a hard, white hot pain exploded over his ass-cheeks, the loud crack of wood slamming into his flesh ringing in his ears. He gasped as his body slid forward on the desk from the force of the blow, unable to stop his forward motion with his hands clasped behind his neck. He managed to keep his knees from buckling, and asked for the second blow. "Two." Another loud crack and Thompson cried out, unable to stop a moan from escaping his tightly closed lips. He slid forward again; his erection still blossoming, his hands clasped behind his neck. "Three." He croaked out. It was necessary to keep the blows coming as fast as possible, it hurt less that way, perhaps only because Karn had less time to aim, less time to gather his strength. The paddle slammed into his reddened, bruised buttocks, and Thompson loosed a high-pitched scream, his knees buckling from the force of the blow. "Four!" he wailed, recovering his balance just as the paddle made contact, sending him to his knees, as he slid backward off the desk. Thompson shrieked, unable to stop the flow of tears unleashed by the pain coursing through his ass. Karn waited patiently, unblinking, as Thompson slowly staggered to his feet. He re-arranged the desk blotter and shakily lay back down over the desk and clasped his hands behind his neck. Karn expertly eyed his handiwork. The purple blotches rising on Thompson's ass were a testament to Karn's years of practice; the holes in the paddle added an extra dimension to the art-form, made drawing blood more likely. Two more blows and he was certain he would be rewarded with the red liquid. Karn always stopped after he drew the first bit of blood; he knew the goddamn social workers would be all over the place if some punk rapist got a little too banged up when he was disciplining them. "five." Thompson choked out, trying to control his shaking voice. A loud crack reverberated in the small space of the office, as the paddle fell again, compressing his buttocks and sending him lurching for- ward on the desk. He wailed, loosing another high- pitched scream. The conscious part of his pain-clouded brain barely registered the pleasure it experienced as the engorged head of his cock brushed the smooth sur- face of the desk. "SIX," he shrieked. He nearly collapsed from the force of the paddle landing yet again on his tor- tured cheeks, the sound of wood meeting flesh echoing around the room. "Done." Karn eyed the large boy sobbing wetly on his desk blotter, small splotches of blood glisten- ing on the purple mass of weals coloring his buttocks. Thompson moved to rise, suddenly painfully aware of his stiff tool bobbing beneath his bent form, his swollen balls aching for release. He was desperate to find a private place to jerk some pleasure out of the awful, agonizing, humiliating paddling he'd just endured. Karn moved in, grabbing Thompson by the back of the neck and effortlessly pinned the exhausted boy to his desk. "Did I say you could get up?" he hissed men- acingly. "No no noo..." Thompson whimpered patheticly, petrified. He'd never had to withstand more than six before... Karn snorted impatiently at the quivering boy he held to his desk. The kid was scared shitless, his head turned sideways, ear to the desk, his face pointed away from his menacing presence. He'd seen other boys, smaller and weaker, endure worse and still come up fighting. This particular kid disgusted him, rankled him more than any he could remember. "What did you say to me out there?" He leaned in dangerously close to Thompson's exposed left ear, he could feel Thompson's whole body shaking. The pimply overgrownlittle puke. Thompson didn't want to say it again, but he knew he had to, he had no choice. "fuck you." he squeaked miserably, tears leaking from his eyes. "Fuck you?" Karn's voice leaked venom. "yes sir," Thompson was glad he was able to remember the 'sir' part. "You're not MAN enough to 'fuck me'..." Karn would really teach this kid a lesson. He'd taught countless other boys the same lesson, the one's foolish enough to spit those words at him in their impotent rage. Paddling these boys always got him hard, he usually sent them away afterward and then whacked off in private. But he'd been wanting to teach Thompson this lesson ever since he'd showed up at Middlefield. Karn stepped up behind Thompson's abused but- tocks and lowered his shorts. With strong muscular hands he pulled Thompson's cheeks apart; Thompson wailed and began crying afresh as Karn's fingers drove into his tortured flesh. Positioning the head of his cock against Thompson's tight young hole, Karn cleanly thrust his hard cock into Thompson's anus, bulldozing his way through the stunned wall of muscle that clutched at his stick in an attempt to expel the alien invasion. Thompson shrieked, impaled, his gym teacher's dick buried to the base in his ass, his tortured but- tocks being further abused by the hairy groin scraping his cheeks, his already pain-crazed brain overloading at the burning pain now spreading *inside* his ass as well as on the surface. Karn leaned over the boy he had pinned to his desk with his dick. "No Thompson, It's 'fuck YOU!'" Karn began balling in earnest, slamming his cock in and out of the tight virgin ass he held helplessly in his control, grunting as the boy beneath him shrieked and twisted, unable to withstand the torturous sensation of his virginal chute being so violently violated. Karn humped furiously, reaching below Thompson's twisting bucking hips, and clutched the hard cock he found there. He stroked furiously, pulling at Thompson's shaft painfully hard, in time with his thrusting motions in his ass. Karn let go when he felt the kid's dick jerk in the first indi- cation of orgasm, and humped furiously, enjoying the bastard's screams of helpless agony. Thompson howled, begging the man pistoning in his ass to stop, sure he was being killed by the cock drilling into him, even as gouts of his cum splashed from the head of his cock onto the front of the desk. He moaned in pleasure, crying from humiliation, tor- tured to the point where he couldn't decipher one physical sensation from the next as the burning, tear- ing pain spreading through the lower half of his body began to resemble ecstasy. And still Thompson kept his hands locked behind his neck as his body was buf- feted about by the cock grinding insistently into him; terrified of what might happen if he varied from "the procedure." Karn stood up from where he had been leaning over Thompson's back and grabbed Thompson's butt, his nuts swelling, his groin lurching as he felt himself ready to explode. He began slamming wildly in and out of the boy's brutalized ass as Thompson moaned, the fresh pain from the hands clutching his ass-cheeks freshly inspiring his young cock. Karn came in long thick spurts, each gusher of jizz punctuated by an especially hard thrust that made Thompson howl even as his cock bobbed expectantly. Karn pulled his dick out of Thompson's ass, pulled up his shorts and moved back to let Thompson rise. "Go shower down." Thompson stood painfully, choking and sobbing, his face swollen and tear-streaked, a colorful com- plement to his purple, swollen, slightly bloodied buttocks. He pulled his gym shorts up to cover his humiliation and walked stiffly out of the office, his back turned to the man who had just enjoyed the pleasures of his tight young rectum. Karn stared impassively at the retreating back of the boy he had just taught his particularly special lesson. A job well done, in his estimation. He smiled almost imperceptibly.
by Mark E. Dassad. (C) 1992
Teacher-student Taboo Medium F ⚠︎ underage
age-gapanalcoercion
darkhumiliating
2.9k words 14 min