Amanda awoke to the feeling of her pussy being filled by yet another cock. She did not know who it was, but whoever it was he was fucking her so hard her body was rocking up and down on the bed. Please, no more, please. Hey baby, you feel so good. That butt plug just makes you so tight. A butt plug, so that was what was in her bottom and it was Joey who was in her pussy. Amandas body hurt so much that even the force of his thrusts paled in

For the next five minutes, Amanda cleaned her new master while he groped her body. She longed to push him away but knew it would only earn her more punishments. Finally, he allowed her to clean herself before pulling her out. He made her dry him with a big towel and then he roughly dried her off too. By the time he was finished she was red all over. Time for breakfast. As he said this, Amanda realised she was starving, her stomach growling at

Amanda reached up her aching neck to again try to pull down the right side of his jeans. To her surprise, she actually managed to get the jeans down far enough for her to get her teeth around the top of his underpants and finally his penis popped out, hitting her in the face. She took the head into her mouth, her jaws stretching wide to fit it in. She knew she had little time and worked hard to get the penis as far into her throat as she could.

Tears once again formed in Amandas eyes at his comment. She was pulled into a bathroom and pushed into a large shower cubicle. Amanda stood facing the back of the shower as she heard him turn on the water. She was expected to feel the water on her head, so when she felt a blast of water hit her back she screamed. She tried to move away from the spray of water but of course, he just moved the hose to hit her again. Turn around and face me! Amanda slowly turned around, dreading the water hitting her breasts and pussy. She used her hands to try and cover herself.

Amanda was forced to sit and apply more makeup, seeing her face become that of a stranger. When Joey was satisfied, he pulled her to her feet and out onto a different set. This one was made to look like a bedroom, with a large bed in the centre. Now listen to me Amanda, I just want you see your honest emotions. Now, stand over by the mirror and pretend to be checking your makeup. Dont worry about what to do after that, it is all under control.

The hallway ended, with Amanda finding herself back in the large foyer near the stairway. Knowing that the front door had to be near, she ran into the room, her vision greatly impaired by her tears. She did not even see the man she slammed into unto it was too late, the force of his body sending her falling backwards. Vince had heard the sound of her shoes first, and had walked out into the foyer in time for her to crash head long into him.

As I looked into her eyes, I knew it was true, and there was nothing I could do about it. Her eyes locked onto mine, conveying everything. But still i stood there, my cool brown locks wafting in the slight breeze and my rosy glare locked on to hers, the connection still there. Both she and I had waited so long for this moment, and both of us were hesitant. Neither of us wanted to take this step. Neither of us wanted to do this now, and maybe not ever, yet both of us needed to.

Part II - Twas the night before... As Nat walked out Cam was in a daze, "Fucking A!" he proclaimed and looked down at the small girl that was gently shaking obviously in great discomfort. "What am I going to do with you?" he asked. "Please Sir," she said softly with an irresistibly sweet trembling voice, "May I look upon you?" "Sure look up kiddo!" Cam proclaimed with a smile.

Part Three - This is going to hurt you a lot more than it hurts me! Approaching another elevator Nat stopped and turned to Cam. "Ok Mr. Cam, Im going to take you to the lower levels now. It is there that your sweetheart awaits you. She hasnt slept and I just went over her preparations about an hour ago. Believe me when I tell you that if you think you gave Tara a night of terror, your sweet Katrinas was infinitely worse.

It started on a stormy night, the lightening brightening the sky, the thunder rolling across the hills; she turns to look in her empty bed and wonders why, why does he stay away. Crossing her arms across her breasts she moves away from the window and back to the middle of the room. She remembers how it starts four years ago, so fresh and new to the city. April had been in the chat room a couple of times and has seen the screen name before- Diablo. She was using the name starfury.