The tequila driver she gulped down gave her a shiver as the potent alcohol went straight to her brain. At 5’2” and just over 100lbs it didn’t take too many of the sweet tasting intoxicants to produce a drunken stupor and that’s just what her intention was. Dawn had worked hard for the vet nary clinic for eight months when out of the blue she was told that she was being terminated this afternoon. No reason was given, though she was pretty sure it had a lot to do with the fact that she had rejected all the owners sons advances. Dawn had a nice figure with surprisingly large breasts for her small stature, a cute firm little butt, large bedroom eyes, and what some guys called blowjob lips.
The little bar she had sat down in looked like any other bar in this working class neighborhood, a little shabby on the outside, trash in the parking lot, dumpster overflowing, a neon sign blinking ‘dancing inside’ , and a few condom wrappers blowing around in the shadowy corners of the lot. From where she sat the inside décor seemed much better. Clean and tidy, with newer looking carpet and bar stools, though that may have been the second driver going down that did as much for her surroundings as anything else. Dawn felt the familiar buzz starting as she signaled to the bartender to line her up again. She fully intended to sit there and drink until her anger and frustration dissipated, she was sick and tired of being sexually harassed with no recourse to get back at the pigs that drooled and devoured her body with their invasive stares. The groping, inappropriate , juvenile moves that were not only annoying but also insulting. Dawn finished her third driver but didn’t have to signal for another one, the barkeep plopped one down in front of her and said :compliments of the lady at the other end of the bar:. Dawn turned her head and nodded at a pretty little blonde sitting down the bar with four guys competing for her attention. She hadn’t noticed there was another female anywhere in the joint though the way she was being mobbed it was easy to miss her, buried under those loud, sweaty, men who made it no secret they each wanted to take her home. The blonde smiled at Dawn and the fact that a perfect stranger was gazing at her with compassionate and knowing eyes made her soften just a little and think that maybe the world in which she lived wasn’t all bad. The drink was going down smoothly although it tasted a lot stronger than the previous drinks, Dawn just chalked it up to the advantage the regulars enjoyed when they ordered, these little bars were well known for over serving their frequent guests. The buzz in her head was a lot stronger now and she needed to pee so she backed herself off the barstool and headed for the restroom. Dawns hips swung sensualy and her pert boobs bounced as she felt like she was walking in a fog. She remembered she hadn’t had anything to eat that morning and the alcohol was sneaking up on her. She made it into the stall, closed the door and barely got her pants undone and down before she stumbled down on to the toilette. By now her head was spinning and all her anger and resentment had fast faded, leaving her warm and fuzzy, craving more liquor , and feeling like she was eighteen again. Maybe she would go back out and shoot a couple games of pool, her parents always had a pool table and she used to beat her brothers all the time while they were growing up. She finished in the stall and stood before the mirror examining her appearance. Not bad she thought as a wicked idea crossed her mind. She reached around behind and under her shirt and un snapped her bra pulling it out the armholes and stuffed it to the bottom of her purse. Nothing wrong with a little competitive edge she thought as she strolled out of the bathroom, past her bar stool and over to the two pool tables in the far corner.
She was examining the house cues on the rack when the shooter who held the table sidled up to her and said “ did you want to shoot a game missy”? Dawn turned and as if on cue the shooters eyes dropped to dawns chest as her breasts strained against her shirt with hard nipples clearly visible protruding from the fabric. This should be easy Dawn thought as she answered “ sure what are you boys playing for”? The shooter pried his eyes upwards and said “just a friendly twenty five bucks a game sweetie”. “Why I’ll even let you break and the loser buys a drink”! The loud crack of the cue ball scattering balls with searing velocity turned a few heads, and the plunk, plunk, plunk, sound of balls dropping in pockets turned a few more. Dawn strutted past shooter to line up her next shot and promptly dropped an effortless bank shot. Twice more she made her shots before finally missing a difficult ball on the rail. Shooter shook his head and growled ‘ now its my turn “. His first two shots were easy and he put them down, but he blew a seemingly easy bank shot and swore under his breath. Dawn coolly ran the table dropping the eight ball in its assigned pocket and picked up the cash from shooters table giving him a cute smile as she counted the money. With an evil smile shooter asked “whatcha drinking sweetie?” Tequila driver and not the rotgut either” dawn chortled between laughs. A new player stepped up as shooter told the barkeep “better give her the real good stuff boss”. The new players name was Sticks ( go figure ) and he was staring so hard at Dawns chest that he didn’t even notice the bills he thought he was laying on the table were fluttering to the carpet. Out of nowhere the pretty little blonde from the bar scooped up the wayward bills and spread them out on the table. “let me give you a hand Sticks, it looks to me like your oing to need to concentrate a little harder if you think your going to beat this little lady!”” She’s got it going on!” Shooter brushed past Sticks and placed the tequila driver on Dawns otherwise empty table. Feeling a little thirsty after her rapid victory Dawn picked up the drink and slammed half of it. The sour look on her face as she gulped it down gave testimony as to the strength of the cocktail. With a loud “woo hoo” she fanned the front of her face, but that didn’t stop her from killing the rest of it moments later. .Dawn was thinking “wow that one was really strong” as the room began to spin a bit. “If she could just close her eyes and lay down for a minute her head would surely clear up” Dawn thought as the pretty little blonde grabbed her unsteady arm and helped her over to the other pool table . As Dawn leaned forward over the table on unsteady legs she noticed a few people leaving and the bartender locking the door behind them. Most of the front lights went out and it seemed like the only people left in the bar were the blonde and four guys by the other pool table, and not to be left out, the bartender. Dawn took a deep breath and shook her head. The room was still spinning, voices were garbled, and worst of all she seemed to have lost the ability to move her arms and legs. Limp as a rag doll two of the guys helped the cute blonde spin dawn around and hoist her up on to the pool table. As she reclined back onto the table her shirt hiked up and her left boob popped out, all pink with a pale brown areola, like ripe oversized tomatoes ready to burst. The man on that side of her body, a large black man named Sonny grabbed the plump breast and starting to suck like a starving infant. Dawn watched all this like it was in slow motion and no matter how hard she tried she couldn’t scream, or move her arms or legs to resist. She sure felt the zing that traveled from her nipple to the depths of her uterus well enough and she didn’t understand that. She bad been drunk before but never felt like this. Dawn felt her shoes being pulled off and in one easy motion her pants, underwear, and socks were stripped off her body. Laying there helpless with legs spread, it sank in to her fogged brain that she was about to be gang raped. Panic gripped her loose limbed body as her shirt was pulled over her head. Strokes of pleasure washed over her loins and she was just able to see the back of the cute blondes head bobbing up and down between her legs. The black man Sonny was reaching into his pants and rolling out the largest penis Dawn had ever seen, laying it to rest an inch from her blowjob lips. He stroked the baseball bat of a penis twice, and it instantly plumped out another three inches in length, and at least two more in thickness, It now came to rest across her lips . Heavy pressure on her outer pussy lips was causing her labia to be stretched wider than it ever had before and the cute blondes right hand slowly eased into Dawns vagina, four fingers and the thumb! Dawn had never been fisted before and could not stifle the low moan of pleasure as the blondes entire fist pumped in and out of her pulsating pussy. Her head tilted back as she writhed in ecstasy lining up perfectly with the giant black penis hovering over her mouth. The surging , piston like strokes of the cute blondes fist caused Dawn to open her mouth wide in pleasure and the largest cock in Dawns world was shoved halfway down her throat. She gagged but was powerless to stop the onslaught, her arms useless, laying on the table. Her legs were spread wider and a cold smooth object was pushing on her inner lips. Dawns vagina, wet, and stretched to enormous proportions already, gradually yielded as the quart size beer bottle sank deeply into her folds. She would have screamed from the intense pressure that brought deep feelings of fullness but also seemed to intensify the good licks she was getting from the cute blonde on her clit. She had to admit, never having a woman’s touch before, that little bitch could sure eat some pussy! Dawns back arched like she was being electrocuted as a tidal wave of orgasm racked her body, she felt juices freely flowing out her vagina as the exotic waves of relief coursed through her crotch. Thankfully the enormous black cock that was choking her to death was pulled out as Sonny moved down to the bottom of the table to have his turn. Every thing went dark and dawn realized the cute blonde wasn’t a blonde as her crotch lowered itself down on to Dawns face. An erect clitoris the size of Dawns cute little button nose pushed its way through Dawns lips and started grinding back and forth, forcing dawn to basically lick another woman’s sex for the first time in her life. She didn’t have much time to think about that however because in the next instant she felt the smooth, cold bottle slide out and a larger still, hot, rock hard black fireplug of a cock slamming unmercifully in and out of her stretched out love tunnel. Dawns whole body bounced up and down as close to three hundred pounds of ex state defensive lineman jacked his thick love muscle in and out of the pale white girl on the table. It was at this point that the acute pain finally overwhelmed any residual orgasmic feelings and Dawn lost consciousness as her body slid into shock. The slaughter continued without a break in the action as each and every one of the bar patrons defiled Dawns body in one way or another. No hole was spared and thick gobs of come were deposited on her face, in her hair, leaking out her ass and vagina. Her makeup smeared across her face, she barely resembled the troubled girl who had innocently entered the bar earlier. After the bartender had finished his second turn, he too had drove his fist almost elbow deep into the sloppy pussy of the unconscious vet assistant,. He had always wondered how it would feel to fist a woman. He kind of found it erotic, if not a little sadistic. An argument had broke out between little Mike and the pretty blonde who had the advantage of having Sonny on her side. “Take her down to skid row and dump her in an alley for the bums! Then drive her truck and park it behind one of the main street bars”. “She wont remember shit” Sonny said. Mike grumbled something about him always having to do the dirty work, to no avail, and shuffled over to the now stirring, but still quite out of it Dawn. The barkeep walked over and handed Mike a small bottle of clear liquid and said “ if she starts to really wakeup just get a swallow of this down her throat and she will give you no trouble”! Two of the other guys helped Mike get her to the backdoor, Mike stepped out and seeing that nobody was around he went and drove his van right up to the backdoor and into the van she went, naked, fluids leaking from all orifices, with her clothes and purse beside her. One of the two rapists Chuck, fired up Dawns truck and told Mike I will follow you. As Mike headed down the avenue towards downtown, with Chuck right behind him, an idea started to take form in his mind. He glanced down at the spread legged girl, and looking at her pussy and tits felt a stirring in the crotch of his stained levis. “What a waste to just give her to the bums he thought”. “ I bet guys would cough up a few bucks to fuck a little doll like her!” Mike turned off the main drag and soon rolled up to his garage with a puzzled Chuck right behind him. “What the fuck this aint downtown!” Mike jumped out, went inside the garage and rolled the door up. He motioned for Chuck to hop in and eased the van inside. As he was rolling the door down he explained to chuck “ I got plans for this little lady and if you keep your mouth shut and play your cards right you could probably get laid a couple times a week, free of charge, of course!” Mike opened the van door and looking at Dawn stated, “ clean her up, put a sexy red dress on her and she would be one hot little mama, any dude would spend a hundred bucks to fuck her!” “Just how do you think your going to get her to work for you?” “Hah! That’s the million dollar question isn’t it my friend, Mike said.” “And the answer is hypnosis mind control, with a little Stockholm syndrome added in to make sure!” Mike picked up Dawn and hoisted her up over his shoulder, staggered over to a dirty couch and swiping aside old x rated fuck mags, dumped her down where she began to moan and slowly shake her head. “ I don’t have time to shoot the shit with you, she’s about to wake up and I’ve got to tie her up and blindfold her!” Mike went over to a cabinet and pulled out some tie down straps, and digging a little deeper found an old Harley Davidson bandana. “Perfect” he said. Mike laid Dawn back on the couch and looping the tie downs all the way under the couch secured,, both hands and feet, and barely got the bandana tied over her eyes before she let out a long low groan. She started licking her lips and croaked “ please help me”. “Your in good hands now dear, nobody is going to hurt you”. “You just stay put and I will get you some water” Mike said. “Why are you doing this to me?” Dawn cried. “Honey I saved you from certain death or worse yet, white slavery.” Mike replied. “I’m taking a huge risk helping you. You were mixed up with some very bad people who would kill me if they knew I’m helping you.” Dawn started sobbing, shoulders shaking, while she strained at the straps holding her arms and legs. Mike led Chuck into the house and went into the main bathroom down the hall. Chuck could hear him in the medicine cabinet and assumed he found what he was looking for as he reappeared with a couple of small white pills in his hand. “A couple of these will calm her down until I get things ready for her around here” Mike stated. Chuck shook his head and said” if you fuck this up, you could get us all in deep shit!” “You need to keep your mouth shut and do as I tell you or your probably right! We would be in deep shit! Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing. Take her car downtown and wipe it for prints, go home, don’t talk to anyone, and come back here in thirty days. You will see what I’m talking about then!” Mike explained.
Thirty days almost to the minute passed and there was a knock on Mikes door. Mike stood on tippy toes and peered out the peephole to see Chuck, wearing some halfass nice clothes and apparently looking for action. Mike ushered him in and led him back to the garage. However this was not the same garage Chuck had been in before! The walls had been insulated for sound and covered with plush, new, carpet to match the light oak hardwood flooring that had been put in. There were various homemade contraptions placed around the room as well as a small center stage two feet higher than the new floor. The ceiling was mirrored, the track lighting recessed, cameras were mounted with all angles covered, and what really caught Chucks attention were the shackles, ominously bolted to the stage in various places. “Your just in time for the last rehearsal before the grand opening at the end of the week.” “It’s going to be quite a show and should entice some of these guys to reserve some quality one on one time with this little hottie,” Mike crowed. Chuck took a seat as Mike pulled the cover off of the machine mounted on the stage. He picked up a remote control and a very large, rigid veins protruding along its fourteen inch length, six inch thick rubber dildo slowly started to piston back and forth. He flipped another switch and it started to vibrate intensely. The huge toy moved faster and faster as Mike turned the knob higher and higher. Chuck whistled as Mike shut it down and said “ that damm thing could kill a girl”. “ I call it the Royal Reamer” Mike responded. Mike walked over to the sound system and started some music, turned around and took a seat at what he liked to think of as the Directors chair. On cue the walkthrough door to the house opened, and in walked Dawn. Wearing nothing but single strap five inch heels, Dawn strode up on to the stage. In the bright spot light that beamed down around her she looked like a million bucks. Long silky hair, a slight blush to her creamy complexion , nice plump, up turned breasts, with long pert nipples. Her flat stomach tapered down to a shaved pussy with long labia hiding a thick clit behind it’s folds. Her legs were long and trim making her look taller than she really was. She swung her leg over the Royal Reamer and reclined in front of it, legs spread wide. Her cunt lips glistened with wetness as she reached up to guide the mechanical beast into her vagina. Mike bumped the huge dildo up to Dawns pussy and waited patiently as she coated it with lubricant and scooted foreward to begin the insertion. At this point a betting man wouldn’t have given odds that she would be able to get the Reamer inside of her but she did! Shifting her body from side to side, Dawn grunted as she pushed harder and harder until with a pop, the giant phallus slid deeper and deeper into her tight pulsating love tunnel. Dawn rolled her head back and gasped as the fuck machine came to life The rhythmic vibration made her moan as Mike very slowly turned the knob. The monster dildo crept down to the depths of Dawns vagina before easing itself up to the top of its stroke, pulling the inner lips with it before it slowly disappeared ten inches back down into her hot cunt Mike turned up the vibration and bumped the speed up to a comfortable pace causing Dawns face , neck, and chest, to start turning red, the tell tale sign of an impending orgasm approaching. Sweat broke out on her furrowed forehead and her face contorted in pure pleasure as a low moan escaped her lips. Mike increased the speed again as her breathing got faster and her lower pelvis thrust up to meet the Reamer on its powerful push in to her pussy. Faster and faster it plunged, lubricant spurting out the pee hole so as not to burn through the delicate tissue it gave so much pleasure to. Just when Dawn was going to signal Mike to hold the speed steady a mist of the chemical called rush sprayed foreward from the base of the machine, inhaled by Dawn her brain erupted into a paralyzing spasm of orgasmic joy. Her mouth wide open, her skin a deep red thrush, she was conscious of only her pussy and the machine that devoured it. For what seemed like an hour she was locked in to wave after wave of spectacular bliss. As the machine started to slow down, Dawns sweat covered body went limp and low “oh god” came out of her as her head rolled back, eyes closed. Mike laughed and said “we got her up to three hundred RPMS that time!” “Shit, the damn thing redlines at five hundred”.Chuck didn’t say anything but he had his stiff cock in his hand pumping up and down for all he was worth. He couldn’t help himself as he wondered how the hell Mike was getting the girl to do these things? Mike jumped up on stage and pulled out his skinny six inch cock and Dawn eagerly grabbed it and started sucking for all she was worth. Chuck thought he could see a sort of blank zombie like stare on Dawns face as her eyes were wide open as she slammed her pouty lips hard down upon Mikes pubic bone. “Aaaah, yes, take it all bitch” Mike growled. Chuck almost ran across the room and not to be outdone, had all his clothes off by the time he dropped to his knees behind Dawns upturned butt, just begging to be fucked. Out of the corner of his eye Mike saw Chuck lining up his respectable “BIG WHOMPER” a nice healthy penis in any mans book, with the pinkish head, green veins, slowly sinking out of sight into Dawns plump little butt hole. Dawn gave a little gasp but otherwise didn’t miss a beat bobbing on Mikes skinny six incher. As Chuck was getting up to full speed, slapping his balls against Dawns white butt cheeks, Mike exhaled sharply as he erupted all over Dawns tits while she squeezed his penis dry. Chucks face froze in a look of pure ecstasy as his cock fired salvo after salvo deep into Dawns quivering anal canal. “Wow” Chuck spat out, “ I gotta hand it to you Mike, she’s a fucking machine”. “How the hell did you get her into this like she is”? Dawn sat cross legged and smiled up at Mike as he cleared his throat and said “ do not repeat the story I’m about to tell you to anyone, understand”? As Dawn smiled up at Mike she couldn’t help but remember back a few days and think of all she had been through. She had felt terror, anger, humiliation, shame, and then she had felt power, control, confidence, perversion, and finally, acceptance, peace, calmness, passion, and humor. A big turnaround for an independent, liberated young lady like herself. She thought of herself as naïve, unworldly, and chained to morals imposed on her by a Victorian society designed to keep her from the freedom and sensuality she now enjoyed and craved. She loved the power she felt when men looked at her body, how easily she could control them and their level of response insured her that she had their undivided attention. She was free from others moral judgements and words like slut, whore, and prostitute, just made her laugh. They might as well of been saying envy, jealousy, insecurity, and other terms of damnation. She used to be like that and she understood how ignorance and the fear of people different than themselves fueled anger and uncertainty. Dawn thought about all the times she had to battle with men who lusted after her in the workplace. Men in positions of power would try to intimidate and bully her to give in to their demands.” Boy if she only knew then what she knows now”, she thought. She pondered of all the possibilities that could have been had she known how to use her god giving talents she now unleashed onto men. There was no doubt in her mind she could have owned any of those work places had she wanted to. Her daydream ended as Mike launched into his story of the greatest secret he had ever uncovered. { part two to follow soon }
