A literotic sexstories: The Girl – Stories: Man on the bench 3 by boardpin123 ,
This is a standalone companion story, to the Book 2 of “The Girl”. If you didn’t read the other stories, a quick introduction is in order: Lilly is a slave to Hank and Sam, and has a standing order not say “no” to any man.
The molestation after her aerobics class continued for next couple of weeks. The man either made her suck him off, or fucked her. And every time her humiliation started with him observing her peeing. No matter how many times he did that, she was still more embarrassed of that, than any thing sexual he did to her.
One day, when she opened the door to the bathroom, she saw him sitting on the toilet. She quickly decided he wanted a show, so she opened the door fully, and backed up. She went into the grass directly in front of the door and made a pirouette, showing off her skirt. She then courtesied with a smile in his direction. She lowered her leggins, and slipped her panties down. She then couched looking into his eyes.
The man gestured for her to lift up her top. She understood that he wanted to extend her show. She lifted her top slowly, massaging her tummy, and progressing to her underdeveloped breast. As the man licked his lips, she erotically massaged her lumps, and pinched lightly her nipples.
The man made a turning gesture with his fingers and Lilly, like a puppet pinched one of her nipples hard, and twisted it painfully. The man smiled, enjoying the control he has over her. He gestured for her to massage her crotch, and she did. Between pinching her nipples with one hand, and massaging her clit with the other, Lilly started to moan. Her bladder was full, and she looked at the man for approval. The man showed her two fingers, directed them downwards, and separated. She knew what he wanted, and she opened her pussy lips widely with her fingers, and leaned a bit backwards to expose herself to him. She then, looking into his eyes, caught her nipple between thumb and fingers, squeezed hard, and twisted. She was not able to suppress a groan from the pain, but thankfully, at the same time, she saw him nod once, and she was able to let go off the flood of pee she was holding in.
She closed her eyes in sigh of relief, with a smile on her face.
— “Nice show.” — said a voice behind her.
Her eyes shot open, and she tried to turn her head, but before she could do anything, a hand covered her mouth. The same persons arm caught her exposed torso, and lifted her off her feet. She kicked in the air to no avail, and saw another two men around her.
— “Having fun, whore?” — said one of them.
She knew that without seeing what Mr Williams in the bathroom was gesturing, it looked like she was publicly masturbating in the park.
— “Mind if we have some fun with you?” — said another.
When she looked at the bathroom door, she saw Mr. Williams holding the door open for them to carry her inside. She tried to block it, with her legs, but this only resulted in some painful help from the other men. Finally, just as she heard the door slime behind them, the man threw her to the stained concrete floor.
— “Wait!” — she begged, only to be rewarded with a hard slap to the face, splitting her lip, and knocking her to the floor.
— “Shut up, bitch.” — said the big man who carried her, pulling a knife — “Not a single word, or I’ll gut you.”
Lilly fell silent. The men ripped the cloths of off her, and then the three of them stood above her naked body laying on the filthy floor. She saw Mr Williams leave the bathroom, and a shiver went over her.
— “You dirty whore. You wanted to be found, didn’t you? You wanted someone to fuck you?!” — one of the other man spat at her.
— “I … Please …” — she started to say.
Before she could continue, the man in charge, landed his heavy shoe on the side of her face, and crashed her head onto the concrete.
— “What did I say, you stupid bitch?” — he said, pushing her head into the floor with his shoe.
Lilly whimpered, but didn’t say a word, and the man soon released her. Her face hurt, and she could taste blood from her lip in her mouth.
The man placed handcuff over her right hand, and then pulled her, dragging her over the floor to a low mounted pipe. He cuffed her other hand, so that the chain was going behind the pipe, binding her to it. First man unzipped his pants, knelt between her legs, and covered her with his body, which was more then twice her size. After his first push, he grabbed the pipe, she was secured to, and started to fuck her fast and hard.
As he came, he just pulled out, and proceeded to clean his cock with her shirt, while his colleague took his place. This time, the man took her legs, and pulled them up, so they rested over his torso. He then pushed hard, and landed balls deep on the first push, knocking the wind out of her.
He also screwed her hard, and fast, coming inside her.
The third man, the leader of the group, kicked her gym bag, and then flipped her so that her belly laid on the bag, and her ass was sticking up. Her face was flat on the floor, in the pool what she guessed was urine and filthy water.
She did not have much time to be grossed out by the smell, as the man behind her, pushed his massive dick into her tight pussy. The lubrication provided by the two loads of cum helped, but she still felt stretched, and let out a groan, when the man’s dick touched the bottom of her vagina.
He enjoyed her discomfort for a few strokes, but then decided to just fuck her, making her bit into her own outstretched arm not to scream out loud.
When he finally came, she felt like a true cum-dump, with three loads in her pussy, cuffed to a pipe, in a seedy public bathroom. But that wasn’t the end of her ordeal.
As the men left, and she managed to sit up on her knees, she heard some voiced outside of the door.
Another man came in, and approached her naked body.
— “Please, sir.” — she started to say, but the man stopped her with just lifting his hand.
He approached her, unzipped his pants, and grabbed her head, painfully pulling at her hair.
— “Eat dick, whore.” — he growled, and pushed his dick deep into her mouth.
He started to fuck her mouth hard, and only after a few strokes started to penetrate her throat. If she wasn’t so used to such treatment, she would puke from such harsh treatment. But the man didn’t care. He just satisfied himself with her mouth, came on her face, and left.
When the next man came, she didn’t even try to say anything. The man pushed her on all fours with his shoe, and fucked her like a dog.
The next man, wanted a blowjob, but was disgusted by the cum on her face, so he wiped if off with her shirt. He then made her suck him for a couple of minutes, before coming on her torso.
Seeing the small pool of cum, which formed under her crotch, he made her lay herself in it, and grovel to smear it over her small tits and belly. He then took the two pieces of string he found in her bag, and tied her legs wide spread to the toilet, and the trash can.
Now Lilly could not move from her position, laying belly down in cum, cuffed to a pipe and her legs wide.
The next two men, just came, unzipped their pants, and raped her vulnerable body, without a word.
When the door opened again, she prepared herself for another rape.
— “Enjoyed yourself, slut?” — said her molester — “I will surely enjoy the tape”
She strained her neck to see, the man installed a camera in the corner of the bathroom.
— “I made a nice buck of off your ass, sweetie.” — he said, counting the money proceeded to tell her the full sum he made on whoring her out.
He cut the strings holding her legs, and uncuffed her hands. As she sat on the ground, he lifted her chin to look in her eyes.
— “You are nothing more then a whore, now.” — he said and spat in her face.
He walked to turn off the camera, as she dropped her head in shame.
— “I’m sure Mr Preston will pay even more, for this tape not to end up on his wife’s email.”
She was hurt, her face pulsated, and she was humiliated beyond belief. She was filthy, and stank. Naked in a public bathroom. But there was one thing she had to do.
— “15 percent” — she said, just before the man left.
— “What?” — he turned around, and looked at her.
Lilly didn’t lift her eyes, but one could feel her resolve.
— “You can keep 15 percent.” — she said in a menacing voice — “You’ve seen the tattoos. I belong to someone else.”
The man stood there, startled. Something about the way the girl said it, even in her state, made him understand she was deadly serious. One thing he was sure of, is that he wouldn’t want to meet the people who branded this girl.
— “James Earl Johnson” — she said calmly his full real name, making him gasp — “Please, lay the money by the sink.”
Lilly hated threatening the man. Any man, really. She felt she was supposed to be always subservient to them. But this was different. The interest of her masters trumped any other consideration.
The man, suddenly terrified that she knows who he is, laid the money by the sink with a trembling hand.
— “Please take your 15 percent.” — she lifted her head, to look up at him — “After all, I’m your whore now.” — she said in a sweet voice, suggestively smearing the cum over her small chest bumps.
He took the counted amount, and started to leave.
— “But leave the memory card.” — she said in a cold voice.
The man took out the card from his video camera, and laid it on top of the money, without even turning his head.
After
The man left, and Lilly suddenly realized how tens her whole body was. It was very stressful to be so strong willed with a man. Especially a man twice her size and who molested her and fucked her for the past several weeks. But she knew who she belonged to. She knew her place. And beside that, if she didn’t act, then her masters would. And that would mean a world of pain for the man. Or maybe even death.
Lilly took out a instant ice pack from her bag, squeezed it, shook it, and looked at the ice crystals spreading inside of the plastic. She applied it to her face, making herself hiss from the pain. She hoped the cold pack will reduce the swelling enough, so that her parents won’t notice. It’s easy to explain a cut lip, but not a face stomped on by a heavy work boot.
She lifted herself, and walked weakly to the door. She secured the bolt, and started to gather her things. She felt it would be fitting to walk home with her cum-covered tits, and cum dripping out of her cunt. But she knew that could end up with trouble. She decided that the only way to be able to walk with an icepack stuck to her face, was … to be a boy.
She scooped a bit of cum from her torso, and licked it off her hand. She then took her dirty shirt and wiped herself off. She knew she could make a much better job with the water from the sink, but didn’t feel like cleaning the remnants of her rape just yet. She then took on a pair of green sport shorts, and a matching shirt, which she sometimes used for football practice. She did her hair up, and hid them in a ball cap. She looked in the mirror, and was pretty sure that nobody would recognize she was a girl. Even the scratches on her knees looked convincing. Together with her sports shoes, the gym bag, and an icepack covering half of her face, she looked the part.
She looked at the pile of cash, and placed it in the pocket of her gym bag. She knew Hank and Sam will enjoy the tape and her story. She just hoped they will not stop her from attending the aerobics class any more.
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