Chapter 7 The DVD

   

     “I didn’t know you were friendly with the police,” said Portia handing Stacy a cardboard envelope as she entered their dorm room.  Portia was keyboarding an essay for her American Lit class.

     “I’m not,” replied Stacy instantly feeling a sense of dread.  It was late afternoon Monday and Stacy had just finished her last class.  Stacy recognized the type of envelope.  It was square, the kind used for CDs and DVDs.

     “Well, a cop came by and dropped this off.  He asked me to give it to you.  At least, I assumed he was a policeman since he was wearing a gun on his belt,” said Portia. 

      “He wasn’t wearing a uniform,” asked Stacy?

      “No, nice banker’s grey suit, good looking Italian stallion dressed to impress,” said Portia.  “I almost asked him to stay.” 

      “Thanks,” said Stacy opening the envelope with a sense of dread.  She’d assumed she was finished with Lt. Mike Cabreeze.

      “There was one odd thing,” said Portia looking up from her computer.

      “What?”

      “He knew my name and I’ve never seen him before in my life.  He just popped in the door without knocking and said, ‘Here Portia, hand this to Stacy when she gets in’.  Sort of like we were old friends.”

      Stacy’s stomach took a full flip when she opened the envelope and looked at the DVD.  Someone had printed, Stacy Does Cambridge, on a post-it attached to the disc.  Ever since she woke up Sunday morning she’d had a premonition something bad was going to happen.

     Control yourself thought Stacy as she walked to her desk, opened her laptop, and pressed the power on button.  As the laptop booted up, Stacy tried once more to remember what occurred between the time she and Mike had sex and waking up in her car at noon the next day.  But like her previous efforts at recall, it was fruitless.

     Stacy had spent much of Sunday trying to remember without success.  She had even driven to the apartment complex where Mike had taken her and sat in the parking lot straining to bring back some recollections.  

    She recalled leaving her car in the mall parking lot.  Someone must had taken her keys out of her purse and driven it to the apartment.  For some reason, she had trouble picturing Lt. Mike Cabreeze making the effort. He must have helpers concluded Stacy.  Someone else had dressed her and put her back in her car to sleep off the drugs. 

     I was gang raped concluded Stacy looking at the row of apartment buildings. The bastard probably called the police station and invited his buddies to have sex with me. The drugs made it seem I was a willing.  They’d had free use of my body for hours, even all night.  Cops work a third shift.  God knows how many times I was screwed.  That was the reason my nipples and vagina were so sore the next day.  They also raped me anally.  That was something I’d decided I’d never do.  And there was a woman maybe more than one woman.  That’s not surprising.  You see women cops every day patrolling Harvard Square.

     Stacy had always considered herself strictly heterosexual in spite of the fact she sometimes found herself looking at other females with more than casual interest.  Portia, her roommate, made a habit of walking around nude while she was getting dressed.  Stacy had found herself staring more than once. Once, Portia had caught her but instead of getting mad, Portia had smiled before slipping on a robe.

     There had been one time in high school when she had made out with Anita Sawyer but that was only after the two of them had downed several glasses of wine.  Stacy hadn’t really done anything other than to kiss and touch Anita’s breasts. Anita had rubbed Stacy’s crotch and a drunken Stacy experienced an orgasm.  Anita had wanted to undress and go further but Stacy had panicked, afraid of being considered a lesbian.  There had not been a repeat of the encounter in spite of Anita’s entreaties.

     The thought she have been filmed had not occurred to her until she looked at the writing on the DVD.  God I hope this isn’t what I think it is thought Stacy as she slipped the disc into the slot.  Seconds later, her computer detected a video file and automatically launched video player software. 

     Stacy watched open mouthed as the title appeared: Stacia Goddard Todd Does Cambridge, A Zodiac Adult Entertainment Production.

     “Shit, they used my full name,” said Stacy aloud watching as the film credits rolled through a series of obviously phony names except for hers.  That was followed by an advertisement for a phone sex service and the previews of two other Zodiac productions.

    “My God, it’s me,” whispered Stacy as the screen filled with an image of her lying on a bed she recognized as the one in the apartment.  Stacy was no longer wearing a white nightgown.  Black was the operative color.   She’d been re-dressed in black hose, garter belt, and a shelf bra exposing her breasts.  Somebody had placed a pair of ridiculously high heel platform sandals on her feet.  Her hair had been styled and her face was heavily made up.  When Stacy looked closer at her image, she realized someone had applied make up to her areola and nipples to make them stand out for the camera.

     “I’d never figure you for making porn, not in a million years,” said Portia standing unnoticed behind the seated Stacy.

     “I don’t want you to see this,” said Stacy clicking on the player’s Stop button.

     “Suit yourself,” said Portia walking away.

     “Sorry, but it’s too embarrassing,” said Stacy.

     Portia responded angrily.  “That’s a double standard.  You watched me with Monk and Les, Saturday afternoon.  It didn’t embarrass you to see me getting my brains fucked out.  You masturbated while I was double penetrated.  You got yourself off in record time.  It’s all right for you to watch me but I can’t watch you.”

     Stacy closed her eyes for a moment to think.  Portia was right of course.  I did watch her getting screwed and I climaxed.  There’s no reason she shouldn’t get a chance to watch me.  Plus I need to confide in someone.  I can’t drive home and show this to Mom and ask her what she thinks.  Portia is brilliant with street smarts.  Everyone says she’s a genius.  Maybe she can help me.  Stacy took a deep breath before she spoke.

      “You’re right, Portia. I’m being ridiculous and I’m sorry.  I did masturbate while you did it with Monk and Les.  It looked like the three of you were really into it so I got turned on,” said Stacy.

     “If it didn’t turn me on big time, I wouldn’t do it.  Is that what happened Friday night when you were drugged?” said Portia returning to stand by Stacy placing a hand on her shoulder.

     “Apparently, but I can’t remember anything. It’s so goddamn frustrating,” said Stacy turning toward Portia and starting to cry.

     “I’d like to help if you’ll let me,” said Portia putting her arms around Stacy to comfort her.

      “Maybe if we watch it together, something will come back to me,” said Stacy recovering enough to wipe her eyes.

     “It looks professional.  No student with a camcorder made that,” said Portia rolling her desk chair beside Stacy’s.

     “What do you mean professional?”

     “Some amateur with a home video camera didn’t make that.  There’s a flood of amateur porn on the Internet.  Husband places a camera on a tripod by the bed then does the wife.  He can sell it to a distributor for a couple of hundred dollars.  Lighting and sound usually suck but its good enough to wack off too.  Some porn aficionados prefer amateurs.  They consider them more natural,” said Portia.

     “So this isn’t amateur,” said Stacy clicking the Play button.  The computer’s speaker filled the room with the sounds of Stacy’s rapid breath and moans as she masturbated using first her fingers then a vibrator.

     “No way, somebody who knew what they were doing made your porn debut, probably a local production company.  You can tell from the lighting and sound.  Plus they’re using more than one camera.  I’ll even bet the video footage is edited to eliminate dead time,” said Portia.

     “Dead time,” asked Stacy?

     “Like when you’re scratching your ass or the male actor putting on a condom.  Although I bet no one is wearing a safe in this baby.”

     “I thought all porn was made in California,” said Stacy.

     “Most is but there are small production companies scattered throughout the country in the big cities.  There’s even one in Cambridge not far from here.  They occasionally advertise in one of the free papers they’re looking for new talent.  Les and Monk wanted the three of us to apply but I said no fucking way,” said Portia.

      “Was it Zodiac Adult Entertainment,” asked Stacy restarting the DVD?

      “Yes, that’s it.  They have a production facility over near Kendall Square.  My idiot friends saw it as an easy five hundred dollars.  I pointed out it was an excellent way to make something you could worry about the rest of my life.  Can you picture me about to perform at Sympathy Hall when some asshole asks to autograph a picture of me with a cock in my mouth?”

     “So I may be worrying about this until the day I die unless I somehow manage to destroy all copies.  The Olympics committee would be less than thrilled to find out I made porn willingly or not,” said Stacy starting to cry again.

     “The cats not out of the bag yet.  This may be part of some master plan.  Let’s watch it from start to finish before we draw any conclusions,” said Portia.

      “I’m really sorry about what I said.  I know we haven’t exactly been friends but I need your help.   I don’t know much about porn,” said Stacy.

      “All right but if I get turned on and start playing with myself, it’s your fault,” said Portia.  “Hand me the mouse.  They sure whored you up.  They even painted your nipples.  God you look hot.”

      The two watched as on screen Stacy picked up a dildo from a nightstand, looked directly into the camera and then licked the dildo.  She twisted the top of the dildo causing a barely audible hum of the vibrator. 

     “Portia, can you hear somebody whispering in the background,” asked Stacy.

     “Yes, the Director is whispering instructions to you.  That happens often in porn.  They’ve no financial incentive to compete with Hollywood sound engineers,” said Portia.

      On screen, Stacy was pressing the tip of the dildo around her clitoris.  After several passes, Stacy pushed the dildo into the opening of her vagina.  A camera came in for a close-up of Stacy licking her lips, a look of intense passion on her face.  One hand was pulling and twisting her nipple as she began to thrust the dildo inside her vagina. Loud moans filled the small dorm room.

      “I look awake.  How did they get me to do this and still not remember anything?” said Stacy.

      “Drugs, probably a cocktail of Ecstasy, Rohypnol and maybe a teaspoon of crystal meth to keep you energized,” said Portia.

      “Outside of pot, I’ve never used drugs.  I had no idea they could make me appear fully awake, follow the Director’s instructions, and not be able to remember a thing the next day,” said Stacy.

     “Ecstasy makes people loose their inhibitions. Memory lost is pretty common if it’s a large dose.  I’ve gone to raves where they’re selling Ecstasy across the bar for ten dollars a tablet.  Girls who wouldn’t ordinarily do anything too outrageous are up on tables dancing naked or sitting on a commode in the Men’s Room sucking off a long line of strange cock.  They wake up the next day with a sore pussy and a case of gonorrhea.”

     “I’ve heard of Ecstasy and Rohypnol.  They warned us about them in freshman orientation,” said Stacy.

    “Rohypnol is called the date rape drug.  It’s legal in many countries, sold as an anti-depressant.  It’s also causes memory loss.  It’s tasteless and odorless.  Guys in clubs slip it in a girl’s drink then take her in the back and gang fuck her.  Next day, she can’t recall who gave her the clap or why her asshole feels like hamburger.  But the really nasty one is Crystal Meth also know as Redneck Cocaine.  You not only lose all your inhibitions, you can fuck for hours and the sex is incredible.  It’s highly addictive,” said Portia as she watched the on screen Stacy vigorously dildo fucking herself.

     “So I might be an addict,” asked Stacy?

     “No, not on one dose and for that matter, they may have given you other drugs.  There are hundreds of designer drugs on the market,” said Portia.

     “I went to the clinic and told them I’d had unprotected sex and needed to be checked,” said Stacy.  “I won’t know until tomorrow when the blood test comes back.”

     “What did they say,” asked Portia?

     “I got a lecture about safe sex, several pamphlets, and a box of condoms,” said Stacy.

     “Is there any chance you might get pregnant?”

     “No, I’m on the pill,” said Stacy.  “I had a very irregular period and it was driving my mother nuts so she proscribed birth control when I was thirteen.”

     “Must be convenient having a mother who is a doctor,” said Portia.

     “Shit, there’s the girl in my dreams,” said Stacy looking intently toward the screen where she was kissing another woman.

     “She’s gorgeous.  If she’d eaten my pussy, I’d want to dream about it,” said Portia. 

      On screen a very pretty red headed girl with breasts as large as Stacy’s and dressed in matching lingerie climbed on the bed and took Stacy in her arms.  Stacy and the girl were kissing passionately.  The redhead was holding a rainbow colored dildo with a clit attachment.

     “In my dreams we had great sex.  We did everything,” said Stacy watching amazed at the on screen action.  The redhead was thrusting the dildo into Stacy’s cunt as they kissed with open mouths. 

     “Somebody taught you to porn kiss,” said Portia.

     “Porn kiss, what’s that?”

     “Kissing for the benefit of the camera, I’ll show you.  Stick your tongue out,” said Portia putting her arm around Stacy and pulling her close. 

       Stacy wrapped her arms around Portia drawing her face to hers but before their lips touched their tongue met in mid air and intertwined.  Stacy’s tongue passed over the metal stud piercing Portia’s tongue.  The two kissed for a while, only parting when they needed to come up for air.

     “I’ve wanted to do this since we started rooming together,” said Portia between kisses.   

     A loud moan coming from the screen caused them to stop.  The redhead was sucking Stacy’s clit as she thrust the dildo into her pussy. Stacy was moaning loudly and calling on the redhead to fuck the shit out of her.

     After a fade to black, the scene changed and it was Stacy’s head between the red head’s legs.  A close up showed Stacy’s tongue moving slowly over the woman’s vagina,  nibbling and sucking on the red head’s labia and clit then plunged her tongue into her vagina.  The redhead was moaning and writhing.  Her hands were embedded in Stacy’s hair pushing her face against her pussy. All of a sudden the redhead screamed, “I’m coming, eat me Stacy, you fucking bitch,” as she contorted and twisted her body.

     “Did she fake it or did she orgasm,” asked Portia?  “That is the question.”

     “I don’t know,” said Stacy.  “I can’t remember.  This is so frustrating.  It’s like my mind has still photographs not continuous images.”

     “I would say based on the large red splotch on her upper chest Red just got off on your great job of eating pussy,” said Portia.  “I splotch when I cum.  But only if it’s a really good orgasm.”

     “Shit, I wonder who they are,” said Stacy as on screen two naked young men climbed on the bed.  One was a long lean black man and the other a blonde Caucasian. They were clean cut, muscular, handsome and extremely well endowed.

     “Porn actors with big hard cocks, interracial sex, have you ever dated a black man,” asked Portia?

     “No, there weren’t any in my high school,” said Stacy not wanting to say she had only been on a few dates in her life and they were with boys whose parents were family friends.

     “That’s happens when your high school charges twenty seven thousand five hundred dollars a year tuition.   The guys are all pasty-faced WASPS with tiny limp peckers.  I got a free public education,” said Portia.  “Marston High was full of to-die-for black boys with beautiful cocks and believe me they knew how to use them.  A girl had to eat her Wheaties before she climbed in a van with one of them.”

     “How do you know what my school charged for tuition,” asked Stacy?

     “It’s on their WEB site.  I’ll admit to being curious about you.  You’ve very different from anybody I know,” said Portia.

     “I thought you didn’t like me,” said Stacy taking Portia’s hand in hers.

     “I like you fine. In fact I want to get to know you better. When I saw you were watching me with Monk and Les, it turned me on too,” said Portia before kissing Stacy on the lips.

     “It was really something when you were in dead man’s pose and they were fucking you in your pussy and ass,” said Stacy.  “How does the piercing in their cocks feel?  Does it hurt?”

     “The Prince Albert feels great in your pussy but it really lights you up when it’s in your ass.  Those metal balls drive your rectum crazy.  But Monk and Les have normal size cocks.  I’d estimate the black actor with nine inches and the blonde guy eight. Were you sore the next day?”

     “Yes, my pussy and ass felt like someone had sandpapered the inside.”

     “That’s why they say the lining of a porn star’s pussy is made of leather.  Can you imagine day after day of getting screwed in both holes by porn dicks?  It boggles the mind and warms the pussy.”

     Stacy watched amazed as the long ebony cock slowly became completely buried in her pussy.  The on screen Stacy’s face displayed the pleasure she felt as the penis slid inside her.  Her legs wrapped around the actor’s waist drawing him deeper.  Stacy grunted each time he thrust in her then cried out for him to, “Fuck me harder.”

     “Unless you are the world’s greatest actress, I’d have to say you were enjoying yourself.  His cockhead was definitely rooting around in your womb.  The blonde guy isn’t bad either.  He’s got a fat one.  There is an ongoing debate among the whores of the world whether long or thick is better,” said Portia.  “I come down on the thick side of the argument myself.”

     “I can’t recall which I liked best.  I look like I was enjoying them both,” said Stacy.

     On screen, a bent double Stacy’s calves were resting on the black man’s shoulders. He was pounding her pussy, his testicles making a loud slapping sound when they impacted her buttocks. Stacy was shouting, “Fuck me harder, you black bastard.” The other man was doing the same to the red headed woman.  The two men switched as the women turned over.

    “You seem to be into whatever was going down,” said Portia.  “Unfortunately I don’t think the fact you were drugged shows.  You look like a very willing participant,” said Portia.

    “I’m stunned. I’m fucking them just as hard they’re fucking me.  That’s in spite of the fact. I’d already screwed Mike three times,” said Stacy.

     “Mike, who’s Mike,” asked Portia.

     “The policeman who delivered the DVD.”

     “Maybe you better tell me the whole story,” said Portia.  “We can watch Stacy Does Cambridge while you recount your tale of sexual adventure.”

     “All right, from the beginning when they arrested me for shoplifting,” said Stacy as on screen she reached back with both hands to separate her buttocks.  The man angled his head to allow the camera a close-up of his tongue licking her anus.  After several minutes of anilingus, he squirted lubricant over Stacy’s sphincter then inserted his finger inside her rectum.  A second finger quickly followed then a third twisting and stretching the puckered flesh.”

     “You have a pretty pink rectum,” said Portia.  “Mine is the classic brownie.”

     “I can’t believe that’s really me,” said Stacy as on screen she said, “Fuck my shitter.  Put your dick in my ass.”

     Stacy watched transfixed as he slowly and expertly stretched her now relaxed anus open.  A light source and camera close-up revealed a dark hole of reddish pink flesh.

    “So that’s how the inside of my ass looks,” said Stacy.

    “Better than a colonoscopy,” said Portia.

    The man came into a crouch over Stacy’s upturned rear.  He placed his cock at her sphincter and pushed.

     “Yeah baby, fuck my ass,” demanded DVD Stacy as she pushed back to embed more of the long ebony pole in her rectum.  The camera panned to the side to reveal the red head was also engaged in anal intercourse with her partner.

     “Your on screen persona has a taste for anal sex,” said Portia watching the screen intently as she placed her hand on her crotch and squeezed her sex.

     “This is amazing,” said Stacy watching the totally uninhibited Stacy enjoy having her ass reamed.

     “That’s classic hardcore porn,” said Portia watching as the black man withdrew his cock from the redhead’s rectum to thrust it in Stacy’s open mouth. She sucked greedily on the penis that seconds before had been sheathed inside Red’s bowel.  Moments, later Red returned the favor.

    “I’ve sucked a cock that’s just been in another girl’s ass.  And I did it willingly.  I even got off on it. I’m sick, a pervert,” said Stacy sounding dejected.

    “It’s not that out there.  I’ve done it before.  Now tell me about your arrest,” said Portia.

***

 

     “I was a total idiot,” said Stacy once she had fully described the events of Friday night.  They had continued to watch the DVD as Stacy told her story.

    “Not really, cops are smart and street-wise. They are also connected with people who owe them favors.  Somehow he knew you frequently shopped the mall on Friday nights. The security guards or one of their stooges slipped the perfume in your shopping bag.  It was all a setup,” said Portia.

     “Still, I should have realized it was a setup,” said Stacy.

     “And done what?  They had all the advantages,” said Portia.  “Now that is nasty.  Even I have never felched,” said Portia looking at the screen and clicking the rewind button to rerun the scene. 

     On screen the black actor had just pulled his cock out of the red head’s ass.  A small amount of cum dribbled out of her anus.  The on screen Stacy leaned over and applied her lips to the red head’s partially open sphincter.  The hollowing of Stacy’s cheeks indicating she was sucking hard to extract its liquid content.

     “Yuck! Felched, what’s felched,” asked Stacy unfamiliar with the term looking hard at the screen to confirm what she was seeing. 

     “Exactly what you just did.  Sucking a guy’s jism out of another’s woman’s asshole.  You are definitely sucking butt there,” said Portia.  “That’s true extreme hardcore.”

     “I can’t believe I did that,” said Stacy.  “It’s revolting.  No wonder I threw up the next morning”

      “And here is the grand finale,” said Portia watching the redhead slide under Stacy.  The redhead opened her mouth and extended her tongue.  Stacy’s full cheeks collapsed forcing a gob of second hand jism to slowly descend.  Stacy and the redhead, their faces covered in slime, were kissing passionately as the final credits appeared.

     “Fonda Peters was the red headed woman’s name,” said Stacy reading the credits.

     “And Woody Load was the black man’s name.  Peter Pivot was the white man. You’d think they’d be more creative,” said Portia.  “Stacy, you should tell Harvard to kiss your ass and go to LA and make porn.  You were incredible.  My Bartholin Glands are pumping so hard I may get dehydrated.”

     “I intend to stay in school and get an education,” said Stacy.

     “Some of the top porn stars make three or four hundred thousand dollars a year.  Besides the film income, there’s prostitution and personal appearances plus product endorsements.  You could create a Stacy Todd blow up doll with a vagina modeled after your own and sell thousands of them.  Lonely, sad, neglected males could be dropping their loads into life like latex pussies that are exact replicas of this,” said Portia placing her hand on Stacy’s crotch and massaging it. 

     Stacy almost asked Portia to stop; however, watching the DVD had excited her too.  Portia’s hand felt good rubbing her sex.

     “Your DVD took people, equipment, and time to make. They needed a crew of at least six in addition to the actors.  I suspect after the actors were done, the crew took an unfilmed turn with you.  Zodiac Adult Entertainment must have owed your cop friend a favor.  Maybe they were blackmailed.  Porn entrepreneurs are often on the wrong side of the law,” said Portia reaching over to unbutton Stacy’s blouse.

      “So what does he want, money,” asked Stacy signaling her willingness by helping with the buttons. 

      “Could be but I’m not sure.  It seems too elaborate for simple blackmail.  Could you or your family pay a large blackmail to keep the DVD from being distributed?” asked Portia.

      “Me personally, no, I don’t get my trust fund income until I complete my college degree. I have a safety deposit box full of my Grandmother Todd’s jewelry.  It’s worth a lot.  But my family’s money is on Dad’s side.  I’m not sure how my dad would react.  He might tell them to go to hell.  Somehow, I don’t think money is what this is all about.  When I was arrested, I was so desperate I offered to sell my grandmother’s jewelry if Mike would let me go but he turned me down,” said Stacy.

     “My guess is he wants you,” said Portia slipping Stacy’s blouse off her shoulders as they kissed.

     “Why?  There’s nothing special about me,” said Stacy pulling Portia’s shirt over her head.  Portia wasn’t wearing a bra.  Stacy reached forward to gently touch the ring piercing the left nipple.

     “Nothing, except you are a strikingly beautiful tall blonde with an amazing body. You also have brains and wealth.  That’s a rare combination.  Maybe Mike Cabreeze feels the urge to have someone like you around,” said Portia slipping a hand inside Stacy’s bra.  “I have a question that’s been driving me crazy since last fall.”

     “What is it?”

     “Don’t get pissed but are these real,” asked Portia kneading Stacy’s breast?

     “What do you think?”

     “I think they’re real.  And I think you have the most perfect set of boobs I’ve ever seen.  I’ve wanted to do this since five minutes after I first met you,” said Portia lifting Stacy’s breast out of the bra cup then kissing the nipple.

     “You’re about the millionth person that’s asked me.  It used to drive me nuts when I was younger.  They’re all mine.  There’s no saline solution inside.  My mother and my Aunt Mimi have large breasts and I was lucky or unlucky enough to inherit them.”

     “They are perfect and I want to make love to them,” said Portia tracing her tongue over Stacy’s exposed nipple.

     “Here, let me help,” said Stacy reaching to unsnap her bra.

     “Mike the crooked cop wants these and so do I,” said Portia leaning forward to kiss Stacy’s nipple.

     “I want to do the same things with you I did with the red head but this time I intend to remember everything,” said Stacy unsnapping Portia’s low riders.  

Chapter 10 Proving Commitment

 

 

     Stacy ignored the throbbing pain in her breast and what felt like a gallon of pee sloshing in her belly as she kept her lips tightly formed around Mike’s cock and moved slowly down the shaft.  His was the third cock she’d ever sucked and the first two didn’t count.

     The hard part is over thought Stacy surprised she had summoned the will to drink Mike’s urine.  He’ll let me go as soon as he climaxes.

     There wasn’t much room between her head and the steering wheel limiting her range of motion.  She slipped her tongue underneath the shaft and windshield wiped her tongue across the thin ridge of skin.

     “I see you haven’t forgotten everything I taught you,” said Mike tilting his seat back.      

     I can do this thought Stacy.  I sucked him off before and I can do it again.

     “Don’t neglect my balls,” said Mike as he titled the seat back.  “Remember how to work my nuts.”

     Stacy took one of the large testicles in her mouth and held it with her lips as her tongue roamed over the hairy surface.  She pressed the side of her hand underneath his balls drawing a sigh of pleasure from the object of her oral ministrations.

     “Good, sucking cock is like riding a bicycle.  Now tell me how much you love sucking my balls,” said Mike.

     “I love having your hairy balls in my mouth, Mike,” said Stacy inhaling his male odor seeking to kick-start her lust.  Somewhere in her mind was the thought that inciting her own desire would make sex with Mike easier.  There was also the realization that the aromatic mixture of urine and male ball sweat had turned her on.  She fought the urge to slip her hand down her jeans to her pussy, afraid it would piss Mike off and her other areola would wind up in the jaws of his pliers.

     “Today, you’re lying, bitch.  But before we’re through, you’ll learn to love it,” said Mike placing his hand on the back of Stacy’s head jamming his cock in her throat forcing Stacy to breathe through her nose as she fought to control her gag reflex.  “True love is swallowing your man’s dick and not choking.”

     Portia was right realized Stacy. I was a fool to react the way I did.  I have to learn to cooperate and please him.  He came close to ripping my nipple off.  My boob’s killing me.  Mike is a psychopath and he’s become my stalker.

     “That’s right, push my cock head inside your throat then squeeze it.  Latina whores can do that from the time they’re ten,” said Mike.

       I’ll do it decided Stacy forcing an inch of Mike’s cock head into her throat opening then swallowing to press the walls of her throat around it.  To her surprise, she found she could compress the spongy head.

     “That’s right, cunt.  You’re a fast learner,” said Mike between moans.  “I bet your Mom and Aunt know how to suck a cock.  Big tits weren’t the only thing you inherited.”

     No more mouthing off reasoned Stacy.  He’s liable to kill me if I make him mad enough.  Drinking his pee and sucking his cock is better than winding up in the Charles River with a bullet in my brain or spending the rest of my life in prison.  He’s a policeman.  He can do anything he wants to me and get away with it.

    He seems to know so much about me and my family.  He may know more than I do about certain things.

    “Work my piss hole with the tip of your tongue.  If nothing else, I’ll teach you to be one hell of a cock sucker,” said Mike his hand resting on the back of Stacy’s head.

     Just as Stacy’s lust was building and her head was getting into sucking Mike’s penis, there was a loud tapping on the tinted window of the car.

    Startled, Stacy started to rise up but Mike’s hand held her in place.

    “Keep sucking, Stacy.  I got it,” said Mike

    “Lt. Cabreeze, what brings you on campus,” said a male voice from outside the car. 

     “Hello Sergeant Ebbers, I just stopped by to sample the oral skills of one of your coeds,” said Mike. 

     “And, how is the student performing,” asked Sergeant Roger Ebbers of the Harvard Campus Police?  Harvard’s location in the urban center of Cambridge required a large force of campus security.  Stacy’s dorm was located right off a busy city street.   

     “What she lacks in experience, she makes up for in raw talent and enthusiasm.  I had to reason with her before she decided to cooperate,” said Mike holding up the pliers as he used Stacy’s hair to raise her head to face the campus policeman.

     “I can see she needed persuading,” said Roger observing Stacy’s split lip and bruised face.

     “Not to worry, she’s into the rough stuff.  It takes a few smacks to get her excited,” said Mike.

     “From the smell, you must have been doing a little piss training,” said the Sergeant.

     “Yes, Stacy tell the Sergeant how much you loved draining my tank,” said Mike.

     Fearful of displeasing Mike, Stacy looked up and at the campus cop and smiled.  “It was delicious.  I love swallowing Mike’s hot piss.”

     “She’s well trained.  I’ve seen her around.  She’s a real fox,” said Roger.

     “I’m willing to share with a brother officer of the law.  Get in,” said Mike.

     “This is a wonderful example of cross jurisdictional cooperation.  I’ve watched her swish her tail around campus in tight low-slung jeans with those big boobs leading the way. She looked like she was begging for it,” said Roger getting in on the passenger side.  His hand reached forward to slip under Stacy’s shirt capturing her uninjured breast.  His fingers squeezed and twisted her nipple as he conversed with Mike.  “I’ve been dying to check these out.  They’re fucking huge.”

     My God he’s going to fuck me too realized Stacy horrified at the casual way Mike had offered her to the Sergeant.

    “Always willing to help out a fellow crime fighter,” said Mike.  “Stacy, have you met Sergeant Ebbers?”

    “No, but I’ve seen him on campus,” said Stacy between swiping her tongue across Mike’s cock.

    “Show respect to an officer of the law.  Turn around and greet the Sergeant properly,” said Mike taking hold of Stacy’s hair to lift her off his manhood.

    Stacy pushed herself upright then turned to face the young campus policeman she’d often seen standing in the entranceway to her dorm.    No words were spoken as he put his arms around her and they kissed. His tongue entered her mouth as his hand continued to work her nipple.  Helpless and afraid to do anything other than to cooperate Stacy returned his kiss slipping her tongue into the Sergeant’s mouth.

     “There’s nothing warmer than a slut’s mouth after sucking a brother officer’s dick,” said the Sergeant once the kiss ended.  “Even if it is a little homo.”

     “Seeing at how it was my cock she’d been sucking, I’d say you may have gender preference issues, Sergeant,” said Mike.

     “Shit, I like it all,” said the Sergeant before he kissed Stacy again.  “There are some fine looking young boys on campus who are queer for a man in uniform.  They practically beg me to let them suck my cock.  There’s a real cutie over in Bascomb Hall who pays me two hundred dollars ever time I fuck him in the ass.  He’s from Caracas.  His daddy is an oil billionaire,” said the Sergeant.

      “Police base pay is never enough.  Without special detail income, none of us would get by,” said Mike.

     “He’s been begging me to set up a threesome.  If you ever feel the inclination to walk the dark side of the street, give me a call and I’ll set something up.”

     “I just might do that sometime.  Stacy’s bi.  She and her roommate have been eating each other’s cunt all afternoon.   Stacy loves pussy and cock.  Right, Stacy?” said Mike.

     ”Yes, Mike, I love both,” said Stacy continuing to masturbate Mike as the Sergeant fondled her breast.

     Roger placed his hands on both Stacy’s breast and pinched her nipples.  It took all of her self control not to scream when his fingers punished the injured one.

     “Let me formally introduce you two.  Stacy Todd, meet Sergeant Roger Ebbers.  He keeps you safe in your bed while bad guys prowl the campus looking to rape and murder.”

     “Hello, Sergeant, please to meet you,” said Stacy forcing a smile.

     “You got a great pair, Stacy.  I was hoping to get my hands on them before the semester ended,” said Roger as he pulled Stacy’s nipples with a circular motion that she found stimulating.

     “Thank you, enjoy them,” said Stacy before pressing her lips against Roger’s for another deep tongue kiss.

     I’ll become a survivor repeated Stacy to herself as she embraced Roger.  I have to be patient until there is a way out of this.  If I cooperate and do what Mike says, he won’t have a reason to hurt me.

     “Get naked, Stacy.  Show Roger the complete package,” said Mike.

     In the crowded front seat, it was difficult to undress. Roger grabbed the bottom of Stacy’s tee shirt and pulled it over her head.

     “Nasty bruise,” said Roger referring to the purple splotch covering the tip of Stacy’s breast.

     “We had a slight disagreement.  It was necessary to bring Stacy around to my way of thinking,” said Mike brandishing his pliers.

      “Common household pliers are a cheap and effective tool to encourage good behavior among the student population,” said Roger.   “They’re equally effective on both sexes.   Male students inclined by alcohol or drugs to misbehave become quite respectful after you demonstrate that even after imbibing a case of beer, they can still feel the effect of having a testicle crushed.”  

      “Over the years I’ve used them to teach potential felons the errors of their ways.  Stacy here almost lost one of her gorgeous nipples,” said Mike.  

      “That would be a terrible waste.  How big,” asked Roger his hand hefting Stacy’s breast?

      “What,” asked Stacy?

      “Bra size,” said Roger.

      “34D,” said Stacy.

      “Real,” asked Roger?

      “Of course they’re real.  Don’t you know how to tell a real tit from a fake?” said Mike fondling the other breast.  “Those babies are genuine grown from the cradle tits.”

      “Half the coeds at Harvard got fake boobs.  34D is pretty damn big for real knockers,” said Roger.

      “Her Mom, Doreen, has a big rack. She’s a double D.  Doesn’t she, Stacy?” said Mike.

      “Mom’s huge and so is her sister. I take after them,” said Stacy unsnapping her jeans surprised Mike knew about her mother’s boobs and first name.

      “Nature versus nurture,” said Mike.

     “Huh, what does that mean,” asked Roger unzipping his uniform trousers and taking his cock out.  He casually began stroking it as he watched Stacy struggle to remove her jeans in the cramped space.

     “Surprised a Harvard man is not familiar with the nature versus nurture controversy.  For decades, there has been debate over what is more important in making us what we ultimately become.  Is it nature?  For example, Stacy’s genes, inherited from her Mom’s family, have given her big tits while other less genetically favored girls have nurtured their boobs by having implants.  Get it?” said Mike.

      “I prefer nature,” said Roger running his tongue over Stacy’s boob.  “They feel more natural.”

      “Of course, the way the girls today shave their cunt looks unnatural,” said Mike placing his hand on Stacy’s hairless mound.  Its wetness surprised and pleased him.

      “That’s an improvement over nature.  Eating bald pussy is better than munching a full bush,” said Roger adding his hand to the space between Stacy’s legs.  “Don’t like hair in my teeth.  Half the male students are shaving their cock.  I’ve been thinking about shaving mine.  What do you think, Stacy?  Do you prefer shaved cocks?”

      “Honestly, I’ve never thought about it,” said Stacy recalling that the two men in her video both had shaved cocks.

     “Maybe, I’ll let Stacy shave my cock and balls the next time we fuck,” said Mike reaching between her legs.  “Feel how tight her pussy is, Sergeant.”

      I’m just a piece of meat to them thought Stacy moaning as two sets of fingers explored her sex.

      “She’s tight and wet,” said Roger, his forefinger pressing deep into her vagina.  “You fucked her before?”

     “Yes, once, she’s an animal when she let’s loose, a born slut with hunger for dick you have to experience to believe,” said Mike.  “Stacy, loves cock, don’t you, Stacy?”

     “Yes, Mike, I love cock.  I love it a lot and I can never get enough of it,” said an anxious to please Stacy reaching for both cocks to begin a slow stroking.                

      “Scoot over, Roger.  Let’s see if Stacy’s inherited the gene for sucking two cocks at once,” said Mike.  “I bet Mother Doreen can take two dicks in her mouth.”

      Moments later, Stacy was crouched on the floor of the Crown Vic.  Mike and Roger were seated side-by-side smoking a joint Roger had provided.  Occasionally, they offered Stacy a toke she gladly took if for no other reason to remain calm.  One hand stroked the cock she didn’t have in her mouth. On their command, she frequently moved her mouth from cock to cock.  The two policeman talked shop as Stacy did her best to satisfy them.

     “You must get a lot of young fresh pussy in your job,” asked Mike?

     “Not as much as you would think.  Most of these Harvard bitches think they’re too good to speak to, let alone fuck campus security.  Stacy here has passed me a dozen times without speaking,” said Roger.

     “Well she knows you exist now. At least her mouth does,” said Mike.

     “Right, but this is an exception to the general rule.”

     “Don’t bullshit a bullshitter. You get your share,” said Mike.

     “To tell the truth I have been known to take advantage of the occasional coed who comes staggering back to the dorm too drunk to find her room.  Corporal Woods and I happened upon such a fortitudinous situation this past week end,” said Roger.

     “Tell us about it.  Stacy needs to be aware of sexual predators lurking about the campus,” said Mike.

     “Corporal Woods, Avery, he’s black and always horny.  We were walking rounds in Maxwell-Simpson Hall, one of the B-school dorms.  It was about two in the AM,” said Roger.

      “I’ve seen Avery around, big fellow,” said Mike.

      “Six four, two thirty, ripped, bastard must live at the gym.  We hear a moaning coming from the second floor Ladies Room. We go in to check it out, Little Asian girl in a stall hugging the commode puking her guts out.  When I say little, I mean little.  If she tipped the scale at anything over a hundred, I’d be surprised.”

      “My dad was in Vietnam.  He claimed flat nose pussy was the best on the planet,” said Mike.  “According to Daddy, pussy was the real reason we fought so long and hard to keep the God forsaken shithole.”

     “Your dad must be right.  Avery’s got a thing for Asians.  This cunt was really out of it.  When we asked if she’s all right, she gives us this look that says I’ve been doing serious drugs and booze and I am totally fucked.  Bitch’s pupils were big as saucers.  Tried to talk but couldn’t get the words out.  Then she passes out right there on the tiles.  Bang, she lands head first, chips a tooth and busts her nose, out cold.”

      “Kids today don’t know how to control their use of drugs and alcohol.  Both are all right if used in moderation.  You getting all the cock you need, Stacy?” said Mike.

     “Yes, more than enough.  This is great,” said Stacy looking up from Roger’s penis. Even in the limited light, they could see her cheeks glistening with saliva.

     “You enjoying Roger’s story,” asked Mike?

     “Yes, it’s very interesting,” said Stacy.  “Am I doing all right?”

     “You’re doing fine.  Keep sucking and you’ll get your reward,” said Mike.  “So what happened, Roger?”

     “We cleaned the blood and puke off her face then Avery picked her up, threw her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and carried her down the hall to the janitor’s supply closet.  It was locked but my master key opened it.”

      “So you had a little privacy,” said Mike.

      “Didn’t want to be walked in on while we’re doing the nasty.  They might mistakenly think we were taking unfair advantage of her.  We peeled her clothes off.  Fucking jeans were so tight you would have thought she painted them on.  Jism was already leaking out of her cunt so it wasn’t like we were doing anything to her that hadn’t been done already,” said Roger.  “Probably was over on Dunster Street letting guys fuck her in a Ladies Room stall.”

     “There’s nothing wrong with sloppy seconds, is there Stacy?” asked Mike?

     Stacy took Roger’s cock out of her mouth to answer.  “Not at all, it just means someone else has gone to the trouble to get her hot and wet for you.”

     “Good answer, Stacy, I figured you for a fast learner,” said Mike.  “Continue, Roger.”

      “She was a pretty little thing, delicate hands and feet, like a doll.  Her boobs were real small, nothing compared to Stacy’s here.  I’d guess AA at most.  She had those real dark nipples Asian girls have and this patch of pubic hair that was maybe two inches across,” said Roger.

      “Was she awake,” asked Mike?

      “Not really, kept moaning in some foreign language.  Avery thought it was Korean but who the fuck knows.  I’d gone first last time so Avery went first with the Korean.”

      “Quite a size difference,” said Mike turning so his cock was beside Roger’s.  “I hope you don’t mind if she sucks both dicks at once.”

     Stacy took the hint.  She pressed their penises together then opened her mouth to take the tip of both cocks in her mouth.

     “Nope, I’m versatile,” said Roger.  “Where was I?”

     “Avery was about to lay a large piece of pipe in a narrow ditch,” said Mike.

    “Yeah, it was awesome watching him work his eight inches in her half inch hole,” said Roger forming a small circle with his thumb and forefinger to illustrate the difficulty his fellow officer faced.  “I would have bet it wouldn’t fit.  It took spit and some serious force before it slipped inside.  It must have hurt because she started moaning and making a ruckus so we stuffed her panty in her mouth.  That shut her up.”

     “Sticking their dirty drawers in their mouth is traditional,” said Mike.

     “We bent her double.  I held her feet down by her ears. The situation got Avery turned on.  He fucked the shit out of her.  I got worried he was going to break her back, two hundred and thirty pounds of hard muscle slamming her against the floor.  It must have bruised the shit out of her.  You could tell by the way she was whimpering and struggling, she was getting more dick than she could handle,” said the Sergeant.

     “There are times I prefer rape to fucking a willing slut like Stacy here.  It’s more macho,” said Mike.

     “I went next after Avery.  After I dropped my load we smoked a joint then decided to try her back door.  This time I got in first and lord was she tight.  Anyway, Kimberly Ichuro, that was the name on her student ID, was moaning and whimpering which made it a hell of a lot better fuck than it would have been otherwise.  If she’d been conscious, she’d been screaming her head off.”

      “Stacy likes it in the ass, don’t you Stacy?” said Mike.

     “Yes, it’s great,” said Stacy recalling her lone experience with anal intercourse was captured on DVD and she did not remember whether it was good or not.  In the DVD, she had appeared to be enjoying it when the two men had taken her anally.  She also recalled her sphincter was sore the next day.

      “Avery and I’ll have to drop by your dorm room some evening,” said Roger.

      “You and Portia would like that wouldn’t you, Stacy?” said Mike.

      “Yes, come anytime,” said Stacy.

     “Your Goth roommate’s a hot piece too.  Half the guys on campus have boned that little slut.”

      “Portia never gets enough dick or pussy.  She’s got these two slacker friends she’s been fucking behind a trash compactor in an alley behind Dunster Street.  So finish your story,” said Mike.

      “After a short break, we popped her again.  This time we did both holes at the same time.  I could feel Avery’s cock in her ass rubbing alongside mine in her pussy.  All the while, she’s making these little mewling sounds like a sick cat.  After we’d each blown three loads in her, we carried her to her dorm room and dumped her on the bed.  I kept these as a souvenir,” said Roger reaching into his shirt pocket to extract a couple of objects.

     “What you got?” asked Mike unable to see clearly in the dim light.

     “Piece of her tooth she broke off on the bathroom floor and a Polaroid of the inside of her asshole.  It wouldn’t close up after we’d ass fucked her,” said Roger holding up a small Ziploc bag containing a shard of an incisor and the picture.

     “She will need to wear a diaper for a month.  You animals stretched out her butt ring,” said Mike looking at the photo then showing it to Stacy.

      “Since her butt was open and we both needed to take a whiz, we left her a souvenir,” said the Sergeant.

     “Was it what I think it was?” asked Mike.

     “Yes, we stood her in her shoulders and peed down her hole until we reached the full mark.  Then we wedged a cleaning rag in her butt as a stopper,” said the Sergeant.

     Bet she had an exciting start to her day,” said Mike. “Your story got me all worked up.  I’m almost ready to give Stacy’s tonsils a come bath.  Suck hard, sweetheart. Daddy’s going to give you your reward,” said Mike.

     Stacy applied herself to getting Mike off.  Her jaw was tired and her breast throbbed with pain but she was driven by fear to perform as best as she could 

     “Here it comes, baby,” said Mike.  “Give me a big finish.”

     Stacy experienced the sensation of a warm salty fluid spurting first on her tongue then the back of her throat.

     “Oh that’s good, swallow it bitch,” said Mike both hands embedded in Stacy’s hair holding her tight as his cock jerked and spurted in her mouth.

     “You’re next, Roger,” said Mike once he was finished.

     Moments later, Stacy found herself swallowing a second batch of semen.

     “Want to go get a beer?  I’m buying,” said Roger zipping his trousers.

     An exhausted Stacy had collapsed in a heap on the cramped floor.

     “Yeah, I’m a little thirsty.  Throw the tramp out, Roger,” said Mike.

     “Let me get dressed first,” said Stacy reaching for her clothes lying under her on the floor of the car.

     “Dress on the sidewalk. We got to go,” said Mike.

     Stacy was able to grab her jeans and shirt before Roger opened the car door and shoved her out on the pavement. Stacy was left standing naked clutching her clothes as the Crown Vic sped away.

     The sound of laughter caused her to turn and face a group of students walking toward her dorm.

     “That’s Stacy Todd,” said one of the girls in her dorm.

     “Out for an evening stroll? You’re dressed a little light for the weather,” said one of the boys.

     “Those are a nice set of knockers,” said another male reaching out to grope Stacy’s boob. She swatted his hand away.

     “Jesus, Stacy, you need to control yourself,” said Althea, one of the coeds who lived right down the hall.

     “Shit, it’s too dark for my phone camera,” said a boy holding his cell phone toward Stacy.

     Stacy threw on her shirt and jeans.  She quickly walked barefoot toward the entrance to her dorm ignoring the rest of the crowd’s remarks. 

     “God, what happened,” asked Portia as soon as Stacy came through the door crying?

     “Oh Portia, it was awful,” said Stacy throwing herself in Portia’s arm.  Portia held Stacy comforting her.          

     “I got punched, slapped, and he used pliers to hurt my breast,” said Stacy as she lifted her tee shirt to show Portia the marks.  “He made me drink his pee.”

     “The Goddamn motherfucker,” said Portia leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on the rectangular red mark.  “I’ll get some ointment.  Why did he do that?  They’re so beautiful.”

     “I pissed him off.  I got mad and slapped him then he beat the shit out of me.  I almost went out of my mind with pain when he grabbed my breast with the pliers.”

      “Cops have been using pliers as persuaders since forever.  Why did you get mad?”

     “He tricked me into putting my fingerprints on heroin he had in his glove box?  I’m so fucking stupid.”

     “He had heroin with him,” asked a surprised Portia?

     “He said it was a kilogram of China White,” said Stacy.

     “That’s serious shit,” said Portia.

      “He knows everything about me.  He threatened to send copies of Stacy Does Cambridge to my relatives and my parent’s friends and people they work with.  There must have been fifty addresses on the list he showed me.”

    “What does he want from you,” asked Portia?

     “Me, pussy, sex, you were right.  He’s a crazy psycho motherfucker.  Friday night, I have to go the same place he took me before.  He’s having a poker party.  I have to dress like a whore,” said Stacy.

     “And you’re going to get poked.  Sorry, that wasn’t very funny,” said Portia.

     “Yes, it was,” said Stacy laughing through her tears.

     “What happened to your shoes,” asked Portia?

     “I left them on the floor of his car.  After I blew him and this campus cop, they threw me naked out of the car.  I didn’t have time to grab them.  Althea and some friends were walking by.  They saw me standing on the sidewalk without a stitch.  I was never so embarrassed in my life.  Thank God it was too dark for their cell phone cameras,” said Stacy.

      “Campus cop, how did he get involved,” asked Portia?

      “He happened by and tapped on the car window, Sergeant Roger something.  They knew each other.”

      “Ebbers, Sergeant Roger Ebbers, he works nights.  You had to blow him too?”

      “Yes, Mike offered me to him like I was his property.  He said I had to show I was committed,” said Stacia.

      “Wow, this is getting ugly,” said Portia.

      “Yes, Roger said he and his partner, Avery, who is supposedly black and huge, might pay us a visit one night.”

     “I know Avery.  We’ll face that when and if it happens,” said Portia feeling excitement at the prospect of having sex with the tall black security guard.

      “I’m sorry but I’ve gotten you involved.  Mike even knew about you screwing Monk and Les in the alley behind Dunster Street.”

      “Shit, one of the rats ratted me out,” said Portia recalling how rats frequently ran over her feet when she was leaning over letting the two fuck her.  “Never trust a rodent to keep their word.”

     “There’s more.  He said if I didn’t cooperate, he’d plant drugs in our room and arrest both of us as dealers. We’d go to prison forever.  I’m so sorry, Portia.  You should get a new roommate.”

     “It’s not your fault.  We’re in this together now and I intend to see it through to the end,” said Portia embracing Stacy.

      “He knows we had been having sex. He called me a dyke.”

      “We have a lot to think about but first let’s get you into the shower,” said Portia.

      “I want to brush my teeth first,” said Stacy.

Chapter 13 Change of Attitude

 

    “Lick my pussy, Adriana.  Show me what you didn’t learn as a novice,” said Stacy quietly speaking in Spanish.   Seeking to impress the Posse, she braced her back against the corner of the room and placed her hands on the side of Adriana’s head.  With her legs spread and slightly crouched to elevate her pelvic region, Stacy moved Adriana’s head from side to side smearing the girl’s face in her wet vulva.

     “That’s right.  Face fuck the spic,” shouted Bobby encouraging Stacy to continue pleasuring herself with the girl’s features.

     “That’s a good slut,” said Stacy as Adriana stuck out her tongue to lick her sex.  Adriana’s face reflected the pain she still felt and her fear of suffering even greater torment.  Stacy’s face reflected the guilty pleasure of forcing the girl to provide oral sex. 

     An hour before, the thought of raping another female or anyone for that matter had never occurred to Stacy.  God what’s happening to me wondered Stacy experiencing a degree of animal lust that was unprecedented.    

     “Now suck my clit like it was Lou’s dick,” said Stacy realizing she was committing her first act of girl rape.  The popular saying about whatever goes around comes around, flashed through her mind.  A thoroughly cowed Adriana placed her lips over Stacy’s clitoris sucking and licking the nodule of concentrated nerve endings.

      I can’t stand any more pain decided Adriana ignoring the moral implications of performing oral sex on another female.  Stacy was right.  I am not a saint.  I cannot endure further torture.  I will do anything they ask.

     A half hour of unrestrained brutality led to a sea change in Adriana’s attitude.  They had whipped years of convent training out of her body and mind.  She grunted as she energetically swished her tongue back and forth across Stacy’s sex.  She was anxious to show everyone she intended to do as they wished no matter how sinful and depraved.

    The still fiery pain in her bottom reminded her how much it had hurt when they whipped her.  Her jaw ached and her nipples showed the deep imprint of the pliers.  The last ten blows by Stacy had been a thousand times more painful than when the leader of the coyotes had raped her.  She had considered the loss of her virginity while her father and Rafael watched as the ultimate in humiliation but it was turning out to far less brutal than what she was experiencing at the hands of the posse.

         Moments before, with Mike’s permission, Stacy had pressed the air release, allowing the pump gag to deflate.  Stacy removed the saliva coated gag from Adriana’s mouth placing it in a towel Mike provided.  Next she released the catch on the vise grip pliers allowing them to fall to the floor.  Adriana stifled a scream of agony as blood re-entered previously crushed capillaries.  Her feet danced on the carpet as the pain grew to its peak then subsided. 

      “No, leave her tied for now,” said Mike when Stacy reached to untie the rope lifting Adriana’s arms toward the ceiling.  “She can eat pussy in that position.

      Adriana was still bent at the waist. Her hands cuffed behind her back.  Her wrists rose toward the ceiling hook.  The spreader bar remained in place exposing her sex.

    “Gracias,” murmured Adriana once the pain had subsided enough for her to speak.

    “De nada, now lick me like a puta who works in the worse brothels of Tegucigalpa,” said Stacy raising Adriana’s face to her sex.  “Show them you’re cooperating.  Don’t give me a reason to whip you again.  Your ass can’t stand it.”

    “Good, I think she’s learned her lesson,” said Mike watching Adriana’s tongue aggressively work Stacy’s vagina.

     “Love the sound of a girl eating twat,” said Bobby unzipping his trousers to remove his semi-erect cock.  “It’s great to close your eyes and wack off to.”

     “She needs to be fucked,” said Stacy reaching over Adriana’s back to separate her buttocks. 

     “Mark, fuck her while she eats Stacy,” said Mike.

     Mark quickly stood up.  His pants were unzipped and he was holding his cock.  His almost fully erect penis indicated he had been masturbating as he watched Adriana pleasure Stacy.  In seconds he had stripped down to his socks and took a position behind Adriana rubbing his hands over her badly discolored bottom. 

     “Smallest guy has the biggest cock,” said Lou as Mark rested his manhood in the crack of her ass.  It looked huge and to Stacy extremely desirable.  

     “It’s beautiful,” said Stacy taking Mark’s penis in her hand and stroking it.   Stacy’s complement was sincerely meant.  Mark had the most flawless penis she has ever touched.  It was smooth, evenly-colored and had a large pink head.  There was none of the rough surface and protruding veins Stacy associated with the normal male penis. 

     “Big, low hangers, too,” said Mark lifting his cock to expose his oversized scrotum suspended several inches from his groin.

     “Queers love low hangers,” said Zack surprising Stacy by lifting then releasing Mark’s testicles.  Were some members of the Posse bi-sexual?

     Stacy made a mental note to ask Portia about the term low hangers. She also noted that Mark’s pubic region was completely shaved.  From somewhere, she recalled that was associated with homosexuality.   

    Stacy leaned down and whispered to Adriana, “He’s going to fuck you while you eat me.  Mark’s got a large cock.  You’re going to feel it big time. Beg him to put his dick in your pussy.”

     “Please, Senor Mark, fuck me,” said Adriana wigging her rear.

     “Her cunt’s dry,” said Mark after inserting two fingers in the small opening of Adriana’s vagina.  She whimpered in response to the way he forced his digits inside her.

    Stacy pushed Adriana’s head down forcing it between her knees and holding it there.  She leaned over the girl’s back, placed one hand on each buttock and separated them.  Stacy extended her fingers pulling Adriana’s labia apart slightly opening her vaginal entrance.

    “Spit in her, Mark,” said Stacy.

    “Hey, we’re not savages, here,” said Zack leaning forward to squirt a clear stream of lubricant inside Adriana’s vagina.  “No reason to ruin a good pussy we all plan to use before the night’s over.”   

    Stacy released a whimpering Adriana’s head. “You can do this.   You’ve been fucked before.  Just blank everything out of your mind and concentrate on how it feels to have a cock in you while your tongue is licking my pussy.  Be a survivor tonight, Adriana. Don’t give us cause to hurt you.”

     “Here, use this to lube him up,” said Zack tossing Stacy the plastic bottle of Easy Glide.  Stacy filled her palm with the viscous liquid then slowly massaged it on Mark’s hardening cock working it from the base of his balls to the tip of his cockhead with both hands.

     “You must have given a lot of hand jobs in high school,” said Mark enjoying her touch.

     “Just my share,” said Stacy recalling the two boys whose penises she had stroked. She was surprised at how warm Mark’s felt in her hand.   He was fully erect and she could sense the energy.

     “This is going to be tight,” said Mark preparing to mount Adriana.

     Bowing to the inevitable Adriana signaled her acquiescence.  She straightened her small body and pushed her bottom back toward Mark surrendering her body to his assault.

     “The little Mexican whore wants some dick,” said Brad who, like his brother, was slowly jerking his cock.  To Brad, all Latinos were from Mexico.

     Mark crouched slightly to compensate for the disparity in height. He carefully line up his penis up with her entrance sliding the large head between her labia. Anxious to appear helpful, Stacy fell to her knees and reached underneath Adriana to take hold of Mark.

     “You have a beautiful cock.  I wish you were fucking me,” said Stacy placing the cockhead at the entrance. 

     “Nine inches long, five in circumference with a classic flared mushroom head,” said Mark convincing Stacy she still had things to learn about male anatomy.  “And don’t worry; you’ll get your chance.”

     “Quit bragging, Mark, and make her squeal,” said Mike impatiently.          

     Sensing his penis was wedged just inside her vagina and responding to Mike’s command, Mike took a firm grip on Adriana’s hips.  Using them for leverage, he thrust forward.  Underneath, Stacy watched in awe as his thick manhood impaled the much smaller female in an instant.  His testicles swung forward landing with a splat against Adriana’s clit. 

    A torrent of street Spanish poured from Adriana’s mouth as Mark’s cockhead plowed its way to her cervix burrowing into the soft flesh of her womb.

     “What’s she say, Stacy,” asked Lou?

     “She spoke so fast I couldn’t get it all but I think she loved it,” said Stacy rising up so Adriana could continue to administer to her orally.  Once again she pressed the girl’s face into her labia smearing it with her lubricant.  “Lick me, Adriana while Mark fucks your cunt.”

    “Get her butt ready, Mark.  I want her to know the Posse expects her to take it up the ass,” said Mike.

     Mark’s hands spread Adriana’s buttocks exposing her dark brown anus.  There was a circle of curly black hair surrounding her sphincter.

     “Hairy little bitch,” said Mark as his thumbs pressed into the wrinkled tissue spreading it open.  He leaned forward to spit into her asshole.  He casually smeared the saliva around pressing it into the opening. 

    Adriana whimpered as Mark’s thumbs pulled her sphincter open then slipped inside.  But after a slight pause, she resumed eating Stacy’s pussy. 

    “Lube her ass for me, Stacy,” said Mark handing her the Easy Glide then once again using his thumbs to stretch the girl’s anus open. 

    Stacy placed the nozzle inside the dark hole and squeezed hard.  Recalling how Portia had emphasized lubrication before anal sex, she squeezed again.  

    “Loosen her up while we fuck her,” said Stacy. 

    Mark placed two fingers in Adriana’s ass and began to slowly work his way around her anal ring stretching her open.  Stacy resumed her corner position once again windshield wiping the girl’s face across her vulva.  Each time Mark slammed his cock into Adriana, he forced her face hard against Stacy’s sex.  Stacy leaned against the wall taking her pleasure from how they were using the girl.    

    “Stacy, does she eat pussy as well as Portia,” asked Mike as he shuffled the cards.

    “Nowhere near but Portia has more experience,” said Stacy before leaning forward to kiss Mark.  An oily hand grabbed and pulled Stacy’s nipple as they kissed.

    “Stacy and her roommate, Portia, have been dildo fucking all week to get her ready for our big dicks,” said Mike recalling the live video feed he captured on his wireless connection.

    God, how does he know so much about what Portia and I have been doing wondered Stacy as her body experienced the dual pleasure of kissing Mark while Adriana licked her sex?  He’s spying on us electronically.  Well, fuck, he’s a policeman. H’s planted a microphone or camera in our dorm room.  Or he’s wire-tapping our phones, probably all three.  When I get back to the dorm, Portia and I will take a long walk along the Charles River and talk.

    “Mount her butt, Mark.  She wants your cock in her ass.  Tell Mark to fuck your asshole, Adriana,” said Stacy after breaking the kiss.

    “Fuck me in my ass, Mark.  Fuck me hard,” said Adriana recalling that the coyotes had anally raped both her mother and her.  It was her mother’s first anal experience and she had suffered greatly when the leader had parted her ample buttocks, spit on her anus and forced his cock into her rectum. 

     Adriana recalled it had hurt terribly at first but the pain slowly left.  She hadn’t suffered any permanent damage.  But Mark’s manhood was much larger than any of the coyotes.  However, her determination to avoid further punishment caused her to accept her fate and even express enthusiasm for what was to come.

    “Okay, you got it, bitch,” said Mark placing his cock in the center of Adriana’s sphincter.  Stacy’s fingers helped pry open Adriana revealing a small dark hole.  Mark’s cock slipped inside the hole causing the band of muscle circling the hole to turn white as it stretched to accommodate such a large object.

    Once again, Mark proved merciless in entering her.  One swift plunge brought a muffled scream from Adriana.  Stacy wary of angering the Posse pushed Adriana’s mouth hard against her crotch to suppress the noise.  For the first time, Stacy experienced someone screaming into her vagina.

    “How is it, Mark” asked Bobby?

    “Good, she’s damn tight but I’m loosening her up,” said Mark as he rapidly thrust his cock nine inches into her rectum.  Adriana grunted loudly each time his ball sack smacked against her pussy. 

      The next few minutes were spent in a vigorous double fucking of Adriana.  Desperate to avoid further pain, Adriana licked Stacy while she rhythmically pushed back to meet Mark’s cock each time he thrust forward.  Mark kept two fingers in Adriana’s rectum as he fucked her pussy. He switched frequently between her orifices. Periodically, he reached out with his other hand to fondle Stacy’s breasts.

   Fortunately for Adriana, Mark quickly climaxed.

   “Uncuff her,” said Zack tossing Mark the keys.  “She’s learned her lesson.”

   “Get us some more drinks, Stacy.  There’s a tray of Buffalo wings in the fridge. Put them in the oven at three fifty,” said Mike once they had released Adriana who immediately crumpled to the floor.  Stacy helped the smaller girl reach the couch.

     Stacy hurried to the kitchen where she started the oven and made drinks.  When she returned to the living room, Adriana was laying on the couch playing with her pussy while the men had resumed playing cards.

     “You just keep playing with yourself,” said Lou.  “And in a little while if you’re a good girl, I’m going to come over there and fuck you.”

     I assumed we would go in the bedroom to have sex thought Stacy as she delivered the drinks.  These guys aren’t shy when it comes to sexual intercourse.  It must be a turn on for them to watch us being fucked.   They certainly watched Mark and me with Adriana.  They even took their cocks out and played with themselves.  There’s so much about the Posse I don’t understand.

    It’s also surprising how I quickly I’ve gotten used to being naked around the Posse.  I’m glad Portia made me wear these heels.  They do make me look sexier.   A girl could get used to being looked at as an object of desire.  My mother would absolutely disown me if she heard me say that.

     Stacy arched her back and squared her shoulders to thrust out her breasts as she walked toward the table with a tray of drinks.    Anxious to maintain a light friendly mood she smiled and joked as hands touched her body when she placed drinks on the table.  Stacy hurried over to check on Adriana when she wasn’t busy.

     “Here, drink this,” said Stacy offering Adriana a glass of ice water.

     “Gracias,” said Adriana looking up for the first time and taking the glass.  She drank almost half the glass in her first gulp.  One hand continued to work her clit as she drank.

     “De nada,” said Stacy her reply causing Adriana to smile.

     “Would you like something stronger?   There’s tequila,” asked Stacy.

     Adriana nodded yes. “Yes, it would help me relax.  My bottom is on fire,”  

     “There’s some ointment in the medicine cabinet,” said Mike overhearing their conversation. 

     Stacy returned in a moment with another glass of water, limes, shot glass, salt and a bottle of tequila.  Stacy had learned she could navigate quite well in the high heels Portia selected.  After another glass of water, Stacy and Adriana downed a shot of tequila.

     “Go check the wings,” said Mike sending Stacy scurrying back to the kitchen.

     Stacy returned bringing the steaming Buffalo wings and a stack of napkins and plates.  She sat the wings on the poker table resting on a hot mitt.

     Brad passed his finger over a wing covering it with sauce then he grabbed Stacy and pulled her to his lap.  He smeared her nipple with the sauce before licking it clean.

     “Buffalo titty,” exclaimed Brad before he buried his face in Stacy’s breast sucking hard on her nipple.  The others laughed at his joke.

      “Let’s see how this tastes,” said his Brother Bobby taking a wing and pressing it between Stacy’s thighs.  He pushed the end of the wing into Stacy’s vagina, moved it about and then brought it to mouth and took a bite.

     “Pussy wing,” said Bobby causing more laughter.

     “That’s disgusting and damn poor hygiene,” said Zack.  “You guys are sick.”

     “Here, baby, take a bite of pussy wing,” said Bobby holding the wing up to Stacy.

     No choice decided Stacy as she opened her mouth and bit into the chicken.  They’re testing me.  Failure means I’ll wind up like Adriana with a purple butt and crushed nipples.  Besides it’s my own pussy.

     “I’ve got to go wash my pussy.  That sauce burns,” said Stacy standing up to hurry to the bathroom.  The spicy sauce was burning the walls of her vagina. 

     “This will help,” said Stacy to Adriana as soon as she returned from the bathroom.  She squeezed some ointment into the palm of her hand then began to massage it gently into the breast flesh mauled by the metal teeth of the vise grip pliers.  Stacy oily fingers glided over the pliable flesh pulling and twisting Adriana’s breasts until they were fully coated.

     “It’s just a bruise.  They’ll be fine in a day or two,” said Stacy before leaning down to gently kiss the closest nipple.  “Now, turn over so I can do your bottom.” 

     “Wow,” said Stacy shocked to see dark purple bruises covering almost the entirety of Adriana’s buttocks.

     “Is it bad,” asked Adriana as Stacy’s hand gently applied the ointment?

     “Your butt is badly bruised but it will heal in a few days and you will be good as new,” said Stacy wondering if there was permanent tissue damage.

     “Will you hold me for a minute,” asked Adriana when Stacy finished.

     “Yes,” said Stacy sitting down by Adriana and taking the smaller girl in her arms.

     “I’m sorry I called you a whore.  I should have listened to you,” said Adriana.  “I am not a strong person.  I thought I could resist no matter how much they hurt me but I was a fool.”

     “It was the same for me.  Let’s sit here and have another drink.  We’ll be busy enough in a few minutes.  Do what they say.  Don’t argue or even hesitate.  It helps if you let go, forget about the Ten Commandments and become as depraved as they are,” said Stacy looking toward the card players.  She had a sense they were tiring of the game and she and Adriana would be the next form of entertainment. They sat together sipping tequila and watching the men.

     “Stacy, go in the bathroom and get what you need to shave her cunt.  The shaving kit is in the second drawer the on right,” said Lou after throwing in his hand.  “In case I decide to eat her pussy, I don’t want hairs in my teeth.”

     “Come along Adriana,” said Stacy reaching out her hand to bring Adriana to her feet.

     “No, she stays here. I want to watch,” said Lou.

     “Sure, whatever you say, Lou,” said Stacy heading to the bathroom.

     “You got her trained well, Mike,” said Zack watching Stacy’s rear as she walked away.

     “I knew she was trainable as soon as I laid eyes on her.  I had to rough her up a little but she got with the program,” said Mike.

     “Found it,” said Stacy when she he returned.

     “Don’t forget her hairy butt,” added Mark.

     Adriana sat on a towel with her legs spread as Stacy removed all her pubic hair.  If she had any qualms about having a hairless sex like Stacy she kept them to herself.  The men continued to play as Stacy used a pair of barber shears to reduce her thick mat of long curly pubic hair to stubble.  Next, Stacy pressed a warm wet washrag against her vulva before applying a thick coat of lather. 

     “The last time we used these was on the redhead,” said Lou picking up and examining the barber shears.  He had left the game to watch Stacy shave Adriana.  He stood behind her watching intently as she glided the razor over the outer labia.

     “Her name was Estelle and she looked awful bald,” said Bobby standing beside Lou.

     “I never thought shaving a slut’s head would cause her so much grief.  The bitch was positively suicidal after she looked in the mirror,” said Brad who had joined the audience.

     “Mike even shaved off her eyebrows.  Women look weird without their eyebrows,” said Zack.

     “Nobody wanted to fuck her after we shaved her. She was too ugly.  Whatever happened to her, Mike?” asked Lou.

     “Nervous breakdown, she dropped out of Brandeis and went home to Indianapolis to grow her hair back,” said Mike.  “According to her mother, long term theraphy was required.” 

     “All done.  Turn over so I can shave your bottom,” said Stacy after wiping the excess lather off Adriana.  Shaving the small circle of hairs ringing Adriana’s anus proved quick and easy.   

     “Neat job,” said Lou reaching out to touch Adriana’s hairless butthole.  “You keep your pussy and ass shaved, Adriana, or next time Stacy will shave your head too.”

     “Stacy, you owe Adriana a lick job.  Teach her how you and Portia munch each other’s rugs,” said Mike after he folded early.

     “Love to, Mike,” said Stacy before turning to kiss Adriana. Breaking the kiss, she slipped to the floor between Adriana’s knees.  She grabbed her ankles and spread her legs, placing the heels on the arms of the sofa. “Comfortable,” asked Stacy?

    “Yes,” said Adriana.

    “Close your eyes and relax.  Play with your nipples,” said Stacy.

    “I got a video clip of Stacy and her roommate going down on each other.  It’s the most totally awesome act of rug munching I’ve ever seen.  Remind me to show it to you sometime,” said Mike.

     Stacy started with a long slow lick that traveled from Adriana’s asshole and ended at her clitoris.  Along the way, she pushed her tongue inside the vagina coating it with the residue of Mark’s semen.  Stacy recalled the techniques that Portia had shown her as she slowly aroused Adriana. Stacy’s fingers located her G-spot.  Adriana proved highly sensitive to stimulation of that patch of nerve dense tissue.  Stacy’s tongue and fingers sent Adriana over the top in a matter of minutes.

    Adriana grabbed Stacy’s head clutching it to her sex as she screamed something in Spanish.

     “Good fast work, Stacy.  Portia has trained you well,” said Mike when Adriana finished her orgasm and collapsed back on to the couch.

     “Don’t move,” said Zack halting Stacy from returning to her seat on the sofa.

     The gangbang sex is about to begin realized Stacy when she looked over her shoulder.  A nude Zack was kneeling behind her preparing to mount.  His hands grasped her flanks.

     “Put it in.  I’m feeling lazy tonight,” said Zack.

     Stacy reached back between her legs and took his cock in her hand.  She stroked it slowly as she moved the tip back and forth over her sex causing her to moan. A wet finger probing her anus caused Stacy to groan in pleasure.

     “You’re right, Mike. She’d definitely anal,” said Zack moving his finger back and forth in Stacy’s butt.

     “Stacy’s a triple threat, mouth, cunt, or ass.  Take your choice.  You should have seen her with those two porn studs from Mel’s.  The black guy totes ten inches and the white boy’s was close to that.  She was in whore heaven when they had both rods in her,” said Mike.

     “How is Melvin these days, staying away from the kiddies,” asked Bobby?

     “Yes, he’s sworn off kiddie porn since we busted him.  Zodiac is now straight hardcore,” said Mike.  “He gave me copies of his latest productions when I was by his place the other day.  I’ll play one,” said Mike getting up to insert a DVD in the slot.  Minutes later, the large screen flickered to life on Ivy League Anal #5.”

     “I want to watch Stacy Does Cambridge,” said Bobby.

     “Sorry, Bobby, but I’m saving that for a special occasion,” said Mike looking directly at Stacy.

     “You like to watch porn while you fuck, Stacy,” asked Zack?

     “Yes, it makes me hot,” said Stacy looking over her shoulder as the large plasma television showed an image of two blonde girls with augmented breasts sucking a black man’s cock while a voice over encouraged the view to call an eight hundred number.  The cost was only $3.99 a minute.  She’d never watched porn while having sex other than Stacy Does Cambridge.    

     “I’m ready.  Put my cock in your pussy, slut,” said Zack prompting Stacy to wedge the head of Zack’s penis into her vaginal opening.  She arched her back, pushing back, eager for full penetration.  A low growl escaped her lips as she experienced the pleasure of having a man inside her.

     “Sounds like somebody’s in heat,” said Lou. 

     “She loves dick.  I can tell.  My third wife made that same sound when I pronged her and she never could get enough cock,” said Zack as he pulled Stacy hard against him achieving maximum depth.  Zack halted for a few seconds to savor the feeling of being inside the warm pussy of such a beautiful young girl.

     Stacy clinched her abdomen, drawing her navel toward her spine, applying pressure to the hard cylinder of male sex rhythmically plumbing her birth canal.

     “Mike, I see what you been talking about,” said Zack.  “She’s a gripper.  Now Stacy, when I put it in as far as I can go, I’ll stop for a second and you squeeze my dick.”

     “Yes, I’d love that,” said Stacy once more drawing her belly button to her spine when she sensed Zack was fully invested.

     “Excellent, that’s good.  Now suck my fingers,” said Zack reaching forward to put two fingers in Stacy’s mouth. She sucked them hard as he pounded his cock in her.

     “Adriana, get down on the carpet like Stacy.  You two form a fuck line,” said Brad.  “I’m tired of playing cards.”

    A week ago, I couldn’t even conceive of the idea I’d be doing something like this thought Stacy resting her arms on the edge of the couch as Zack pounded away.  One of his hands was pulling and twisting her nipple.

    As soon as Adriana got in position beside her, Brad slid his cock into her well-lubricated pussy.  Adriana imitated Stacy moving her body back to meet Brad’s thrusts grunting in response to the feeling of a large cock forcing her narrow passage.

    Zack increased his pace as he approached his climax.  Stacy felt his body clinch as he delivered a half dozen hard thrusts splashing semen in her vagina.  Wordlessly, Zack gave a friendly slap to Stacy’s flank then stood up and returned to the game.

     “My turn, don’t move, Stacy,” said Mike standing up to unbuckle his belt.