[To-Get-Her]

Mari should have experienced a 4 AM sex call just to keep everything on the up and up! I did like how each lady really enjoyed their visit. Love how Tommy is debating with himself over what and how to let Morgana know about Drew's activities away from her! Nice that James slept the entire night away as if he had no issues with everything! Merit awarded from me!

[LtBroccoli]

Thanks TGH.  I thought about that with Mari, but since she was bunking in the same room as them, the girls will wonder what she went through.  Tommy trying to wargame the Celeste Situation will play a big part of the future story.  And James, well, this isn't even in the Top 5 of weird things to happen to him up at Lake Hiawatha.

I might take a week or so off to get caught up on the story.  I have a few things coming up this week that will bite into writing time.  Then again, who knows?


Chapter 74 incoming.

[LtBroccoli]

Chapter 74(nosex)



It was a little after 7AM, and Mari was the first one to wake up in the main bedroom.  This felt like sleeping in for her.  She’d become an early riser because of her kids, making sure they were up for school.  It’s very hard to sleep in when a toddler or preschooler is using your stomach as a crash pad.  In a way, this weekend was very relaxing for her, especially now that it was Sunday.  According to the plan, this was the day her and Joe would ‘turn heel’ and join Sam’s crew.  That also meant she’d have to do the cooking and chores most likely, but that was a small price to pay to hurt those Aussie cunts.  She looked forward to making Morgana pay for everything she did yesterday.  She felt herself getting aroused at the soon-to-come carnage as she showered and prepared for the morning.

Mari was met by JC as he woke up.  He needed some sleep, and a solid 7 or 8 hours felt glorious for him.  After a quick stop in the bathroom, they figured out the rest of the plan as the rest of the crew woke up over the next hour.  Sam, Steve, and Joe had their little adventures during the night, so they had to be woken up.  Bubbles eventually got up, but kept asking for ‘5 more minutes.’  Once everyone was awake, they worked on the plan for the morning.  Mari would get breakfast and coffee ready, Joe would initially sit at the table with one of the guys down there for appearances.  Bubbles and Sam would get Morgana and Drew up and showered, then get them downstairs.  After that, they’d grab Bianca.  Steve and JC would get the guys down in the theater, then Aislinn.  Everyone should get a shower, albeit a quick one just to clean themselves off.  Joe would already be downstairs, sitting in his chair like a good boy.  Once everyone was secured, that’s when the news of the heel turn would be made.  After that the guys would demand proof, and Joe would tell Mari to do something.  They’d play it by ear.  Joe mentioned that he had something for them in his luggage, hidden away.  After breakfast, they’d probably have a little bit of group activity before breaking up and taking people to different rooms, or splitting the party up.

Steve and JC entered the theater, finding the guys right where they left them, bound and gagged to the bed.  Both men were asleep, but Tommy stirred first when he heard the door.  After a little back and forth, JC took Tommy to the spare bathroom where he did his morning routine, using a fresh toothbrush and toothpaste found in the bathroom drawer.  Even though it’s a cabin in the woods, the cabin is still a resort hotel with amenities.  While Tommy finished up, James woke up, then did the same routine.  Though it was good to get the gags out of their mouths for a little, they still had to play along and were brought upstairs for breakfast.

Up on the top floor, Bubbles and Sam woke up Morgana and Drew.  They released Morgana from the bed and took her to the bathroom, listening to her mewl the entire time.  After watching her go to the bathroom and brush her teeth, they shoved her into the shower and turned the water on.  Bubbles told Morgana she had 10 minutes, and that’s it.  As she sat in the water, Bubbles started a countdown while Sam dragged Drew into the bathroom at the 5 minute mark.  He also had the indignity of having to do his morning routine with a crowd.  Morgana eventually scrubbed herself as best as she could while shampooing her hair.  Who knows when she’d get a chance to do this again?  It wasn’t easy trying to wash her hair with her hands cuffed, but she did as good a job as possible.  After the ten minutes were up, it was Drew’s turn to clean himself.  Morgana dried off and was led downstairs by Bubbles, followed a few minutes later by Sam leading Drew down the steps.

After taking the men upstairs, JC and Steve came back down to get Aislinn ready for the day.  They were none too gentle with her, threatening her and slapping her around to get her into the shower.  The middle of the night rape crushed her, and she was barely hanging on as it was.  After a few minutes, the men held her down in the shower and washed her as much as they could, turning the water on its highest pressure setting as they attempted to shampoo her hair.  When that task was over, they dried her off and brought her upstairs, bound and gagged.

That left Bianca.  Bubbles was able to get her to take care of herself while Sam stood guard in the dining room.  Bianca was able to behave herself much better than Aislinn, and only took a few small comments to get her to follow in line.  When she walked out of her room, what she saw confused her.

In the kitchen, Mari was already making breakfast, brewing coffee and cooking up all of the eggs and bacon they had.  Making breakfast was easy for her and something she enjoyed doing.  Only difference here was that she was doing it in the nude, except for an apron that read “Kiss the Cook” and had the Lake Hiawatha Resorts logo emblazoned on it.  Around the table sat Tommy, James, Morgana, and Aislinn.  Joe was there too, but she noticed that he wasn’t wearing his handcuffs anymore.  Neither was Mari for that matter.  Instead, she was smiling as she cooked, making enough food for a platoon.  Scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage, even some home fries were being piled into bowls.  Bianca made a step to the kitchen, but Bubbles stopped her.

“No, go sit down.” 

Bianca was confused, and all of her hunches told her this was bad.  When she sat down across from Joe, he was staring down at his empty plate, not making any eye contact.  He was also the only one at the table not wearing a gag until the skinny guard, the one that brutalized her yesterday, came around and undid everyone’s gags.  It was when Mari brought the first bowl of food over that she saw Joe’s right hand, and his right hand only, reach for the coffee in front of him.  Her mind raced, putting the implications of that detail to work.  If Joe wasn’t wearing handcuffs, and Mari was cooking, that could only mean one thing.

Joe and Mari were now working with the invaders.

It didn’t take long for her suspicions to be confirmed.  The chubby man, wearing the same mask from yesterday and nothing else, spoke up.

“Hope everyone has a good breakfast today, because you’ll need all of your energy.  It’s going to be a long day again.  Since Tommy was oh so kind enough yesterday to let everyone know that no one is planning to come over and that you guys have the house until tomorrow morning, that means we get another day to get to know each other.  And you know what we found out about two of you?  Go on, guess.”  Sam looked over everyone at the table.  They were still gagged for the most part, but even those that weren’t didn’t want to talk.  “We found out that two of you would do ANYTHING we asked, if meant that we didn’t hurt them.  So Joseph and Mari here, they begged us to not hurt them.  They pleaded with us to not hurt them.  They even offered us a ride out of here when this is all said and done.  And you know what?  We took them up on that offer.”  Sam looked around the table, letting that part sink in.  “So, in exchange for us not beating the shit out of Joe any more, and not using Mari as a worthless cum dumpster all day long, they’re now doing our bidding.  They’re cooking, they’re cleaning, and they’re going to do what we say, when we say it.  In fact, Joe, why don’t you show everyone the little surprise you offered us?”

Joe was still looking down at his plate when he pulled something up from under the table.  He placed a yellow prescription bottle on the table.  The name and contact info were blacked out with sharpie, but the rest of the label was visible. 

“Joe, be a sport and tell us what’s in that bottle?”  Sam said in a mocking tone.

Joe looked at the label name.  “Tadalafil, 20mg.”   A couple sets of ears perked up at the name, but for the most part everyone was confused.

“And what exactly is that?”  Sam asked.  As Joe paused before answering, Mari was busy bringing the food to the table.  She purposely put the bacon and sausage in front of Morgana and Aislinn, the vegetarians.

“It’s an erectile disfunction medication.  It’s the generic version of Cialis.”  Joe said sheepishly.  He wanted people to think he was ashamed of even having this.  It’s not that he didn’t need any assistance in getting hard in these situations, but when a lot of fucking was planned for a weekend, it helped to have a little pick-me-up.

“Cialis.”  Sam said, turning to everyone at the table.  “You know, we had a lot of fun yesterday.  And by fun, I mean we fucked so much that one has to ask, how do we top that?  I know that some of you are so tuckered out that this might be too much for you.  Well, don’t worry your pretty little heads.  With our little yellow friends here, all of us guys will have a much easier time getting hard.  Not that these lovely ladies will need any help in getting us harder than wrought iron.”  Sam rested his hand on Bianca’s tit and squeezed as he said the last part.  “So, everyone is going to take one of these.  Everyone, even the women.  It does have some benefits for you.  After that, we’ll talk about the first thing that pops up.  And we have Joe to thank for today’s activities.  Thanks Joe.”  Sam leaned down and kissed Bianca on the neck.

“Everyone get some breakfast and take your vitamins.”  Bubbles said.  She was the only person wearing any clothes.  At some point while getting Drew showered, she grabbed a pair of his gym shorts and was now wearing those.  They looked ridiculous on her, coming down well past her knees, almost looking like capri pants on her.  The rest of the guys were still in their masks while the hostages were all still naked, except for their handcuffs.  “After breakfast, everyone gets a little screentime, but you have to earn these benefits.  I think everyone knows what that means.  So dig in.”

Mari poured water from a pitcher into everyone’s glass, and put a pot of coffee in the middle of the table.  Breakfast was scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage, and toast.  She put a healthy portion on everyone’s plate, doubling up on the meat for the vegetarians.  She had a sadistic smile on her face as she did so.

The logistics of eating with cuffed hands proved a little too much, so a compromise was made.  Everyone would have their right hands uncuffed for eating while the other cuff was attached to the chair.  Any funny business, and people get hurt.  That made eating and drinking much easier.  Any attempts at small talk were shut down right away.  Everyone scarfed down their food, except for Morgana and Aislinn.  They sat there for a moment.

Aislinn was a vegan and absolutely hated meat.  Unlike her sister Morgana, Aislinn was very strict for the most part.  She didn’t even like eating bread because of the yeast, but would make exceptions here and there.  As she looked at her plate, the only thing that wasn’t made from or with animals was the bread, and that’s only because she grabbed a couple slices before Mari could butter all of them.  She saw Mari catch her doing this, and had a bad feeling going forward.  Still, water and coffee and bread was better than nothing.

Morgana meanwhile was feeling weird.  For the last few days she’s woken up sick to her stomach, and the only thing that calmed her down was eating.  Normally, looking at bacon and sausage on her plate would make her queasy, but for once it seemed to help.  A little voice in her mind nearly screamed at her, saying ‘eat it.’  She couldn’t believe what she was doing, but she grabbed the bacon and took a bite.  It…wasn’t bad.  It was actually pretty good.  She nibbled on the bacon and eggs, and had a little more of the toast before calling it.  She knew she’d probably regret this later on, but at this point it was about survival.  She told herself that if they made it through this, she would go vegan for a while to cleanse her body.

As breakfast was winding down, the invaders had some for themselves.  Breakfast wasn’t as formal as any other meal, but it was still a good chance to fuel up.  JC was especially hungry, having subsisted for the last few days on mostly coffee and meal bars, except for the two meals here yesterday.

While everyone was eating, the phones were brought back out.  Bianca immediately texted Sophie while Drew sent a text to ‘Charles’ saying he wouldn’t be able to talk for the rest of the day.  Morgana and Aislinn each made use of their limited and supervised screen sessions, while Tommy and James just screwed around on their phones.  Apparently they both had pretty decent streaks going on Wordle.  It only took James three tries to get the word of the day, saint, while Tommy took 4.  Of course, they didn’t say anything of this to anyone else, otherwise it might raise suspicions. 

During the meal and screentime session, everyone was given a little more water and one of Joe’s little yellow friends.  The men weren’t none too subtle about making sure Drew swallowed his.  They checked with James and Tommy, but those two didn’t have a problem taking the pill.  The women also took the little pills, but they weren’t sure what they would do to them.  During her screentime, Bianca looked up the pills on the table to make sure they were what these men said they were, and not some crazy shit like cyanide or horse dewormer.  Morgana was the most concerned at the table about taking this stuff.  She had woken up sick each of the last few days.  Since having the IUD removed almost two months ago, she still hasn’t had her period.  The doctor said it could take a couple months for it to start back up, but she was approaching two months and nothing.  Meanwhile, this sickness in the morning every day was kicking her ass and now she just found herself craving meat for the first time in who knows how many years.  It feels like forever ago that her and Drew were talking about what to do if her period didn’t show up this weekend and they would pick up a pregnancy test back home.  Now, she could only hope that she’d make it home, and if by some chance she was pregnant, that it survived this weekend.

Almost everyone ate everything they were given, with Aislinn being the lone exception.  As Mari came over to clear the table, Sam spoke up.

“Aislinn, what’s the matter?  Don’t like Mari’s cooking.”  Aislinn looked down, afraid of saying anything.  He walked over and ran his finger under her chin, then pulled her face up to look at him.  “Look at me when I’m talking to you.  Don’t you like her cooking?”

“I-I’m a vegan, sir.  I don’t eat meat.”  Aislinn struggled to find her voice.

“What do you mean, you ate a lot of meat last night, right boys?”  Sam laughed, joined in by the other guys and even Bubbles.  “So, you don’t eat meat and you’re wasting perfectly good food?”  Sam said.  Aislinn didn’t say anything.  The last of the plates were cleaned off of the table as Sam looked to Steve.  “Dave, uncuff Aislinn here.”  Steve walked over and uncuffed Aislinn’s left hand from the cuffs connected to the chair.  Before she could register how bad this could get, Sam grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her to her feet.  She stood, just to keep her hair from getting pulled out.  “Pick two.”  Sam said.  Aislinn struggled for a moment, confused on the question.

“What?”  She said fearfully.

“Pick two people in this room.”  Sam looked at her with a very harsh look.  “Pick two, or I’ll pick 5.”

“Tommy and Drew.”  They were the first names that came to her mind.  She didn’t know what she was picking or why, but she had a bad feeling it would involve her and rape.

“Good choice.”  Sam said, holding Aislinn in place.  He shifted his gaze to Steve.  “Uncuff Drew and Tommy.  And Morgy, too.”  Steve did as Sam asked.  JC stepped into a better position, while Bubbles went to the living room to grab Tommy’s camera from last night, returning with a fresh memory card and battery.  She didn’t know what Sam was planning, but had a feeling it was going to be sexy.  “Mari, come over here.”  Sam said.

“Yes, sir?”  Mari acted meekly, standing off to the side.

“Aislinn doesn’t like your cooking.  Picky eaters need to be punished.  She picked two names, Drew and Tommy.  Since it was your cooking that she insulted, you get to pick one of them for you to spend some time with.  Which one do you want?”  Sam said.  Mari smiled.  She’d wanted to fuck Tommy since she saw him when he first walked in, and the thought of watching Drew fuck his sister-in-law in front of his wife was too much to ignore.

“I’ll take Tommy.”  Mari said with a mischievous smile.

“Good.  Joe, that’s your camera over there in the living room?”  Sam turned to Joe.

“Yes sir.”  Joe replied.

“Good.  Go grab that and move it over here.  Set it up facing the table.  Mari, you’ll fuck Tommy over on that end.  Drew, you’ll fuck Aislinn on this end.  Morgana, hold your sister down while hubby fucks her.”

[To-Get-Her]

So should we interrupt Morgana's morning nausea to a probable pregnancy? Like how they set Aislinn up since they were well aware that she a vegan! Like hoe Bianca kind of figured out that Joe And Mari did a little deal to change sides. I no it's not going to happen but I would love to see someone have a reaction to the Tadalafil, throwing one more kink into the gang's plan! Merit to be awarded from me when allowed!

[JustJess_33]

One of the best binge read stories on Ravishment University. I urge all readers to give it a go and you won’t be disappointed.
Merits incoming

[Seeker]

I wanted to complement you on an amazing universe and incredible opus in this story. The detail, complexity and imagination are astounding, and even though I have not read the entire work, I love the way you have built the characters, used the dialogue to add complexity and revealed the tale slowly but surely. Bravo! This is one I will come back to as it progresses.

[LtBroccoli]

It's a Festivus Miracle!  I'm back after spending the last few months on other projects to continue with Pharma.  But first, I have some major thanks to say.  Thank you to everyone who has read this work and my others through the years, and extra special thanks to those who let me know how much you appreciate it.  It makes this all worthwhile.

So should we interrupt Morgana's morning nausea to a probable pregnancy? Like how they set Aislinn up since they were well aware that she a vegan! Like hoe Bianca kind of figured out that Joe And Mari did a little deal to change sides. I no it's not going to happen but I would love to see someone have a reaction to the Tadalafil, throwing one more kink into the gang's plan! Merit to be awarded from me when allowed!

Well, Morgana's been pretty sick the last few days when she wakes up and her body is telling her to do things it normally wouldn't.  You might be on to something with that.   . I like the idea of the bad reaction.  So much, it might make it's way into the story.

One of the best binge read stories on Ravishment University. I urge all readers to give it a go and you won’t be disappointed.
Merits incoming

Thank you Jess, that is very kind.  I'm glad that I'm back to writing this story for a bit.

I wanted to complement you on an amazing universe and incredible opus in this story. The detail, complexity and imagination are astounding, and even though I have not read the entire work, I love the way you have built the characters, used the dialogue to add complexity and revealed the tale slowly but surely. Bravo! This is one I will come back to as it progresses.

Thank you Seeker.  If I were halfway competent with GIF's on this board, this is where Wayne and Garth's "WE'RE NOT WORTHY" would go.



Chapter 75 incoming.

[LtBroccoli]

Chapter 75(MF,MF,ncon)



“Aislinn doesn’t like your cooking.  Picky eaters need to be punished.  She picked two names, Drew and Tommy.  Since it was your cooking that she insulted, you get to pick one of them for you to spend some time with.  Which one do you want?”  Sam said.  Mari smiled.  She’d wanted to fuck Tommy since she saw him when he first walked in, and the thought of watching Drew fuck his sister-in-law in front of his wife was too much to ignore.

“I’ll take Tommy.”  Mari said with a mischievous smile.

“Good.  Joe, that’s your camera over there in the living room?”  Sam turned to Joe.

“Yes sir.”  Joe replied.

“Good.  Go grab that and move it over here.  Set it up facing the table.  Mari, you’ll fuck Tommy over on that end.  Drew, you’ll fuck Aislinn on this end.  Morgana, hold your sister down while hubby fucks her.”

Drew and Tommy stood there confused, while Aislinn was on the verge of tears.  ‘This couldn’t be happening’ she thought, but the last day in this hellhole told her it was true.  Joe walked off to the far edge of the room and came back with the camera they used yesterday for the action by the couch and a bottle of lube the group stashed over there.  He handed the lube to Sam, who took it over to Mari.

“Here…” He said as he handed the bottle to Mari.  Mari climbed onto one end of the table as Sam turned to Tommy.  “You, get over here, you got a job to do.”  Before Tommy could stand up, Sam turned his attention to Drew.  “Drew, you have one minute to get up and get Aislinn on the table or I swear to God everyone in this room will fuck her, Morgana, and you in the ass until you comply.  Got it?”

Drew hesitated for a moment, but the memories of that Asian girl fucking him with the strap-on yesterday flashed in his mind and he didn’t want to relive that.  He stood up, mouthed “I’m sorry” to his wife and her sister, then grabbed Aislinn around the shoulder.  She knew what was coming.

“Get going.  Shnell, shnell, didimow, dididmow!”  Sam said as the Aussies made their way to the end of the recently cleared table.  Aislinn laid on top of it, her hips near the edge.  Drew wasn’t sure what to do next.  Well, he knew the sex part very well, it’s just that he never actively participated in a rape before, let alone of someone he cared about.  He leaned down and kissed her a couple times, if just to get everyone out of his head.  Morgana had climbed up onto the table as commanded and watched as her husband kissed her sister.  A moment later, Drew started fingering Aislinn in a half-assed attempt to get her wet.  She was going to have to have a talk with them.  Well, both she’s.

On the other side of the table, Mari was already on the table, legs spread, and waiting for Tommy.  She didn’t have to wait long as the younger man approached her.  As he made his way between her legs, she wrapped her legs around the skinny man and guided him into her, the lube helping him ease in.

“Fuck me, you stud.  Fuck me like I was that skinny bitch or her cunt of a sister.  Fuck me like those whores.”  Mari didn’t hold back on the swearing, and Tommy didn’t hold back as he fucked her, either.  Mari moaned and cried almost the whole time.  If anyone didn’t know any better, she was doing this to hurt Morgana.

It was working.  Between Mari screaming her head off while fucking her lover Tommy and watching her husband about to fuck her sister, Morgana was seething.  And she wasn’t sure which one she should be more mad at.  She should be mad at her husband for at least not putting up more of a fight, but she knew the position he was in.  She should be mad at Aislinn, but there’s no way she could have known what they would do to her for not eating meat.  She knows she should be mad at those sick fucks for doing this to them, but right now she was focused on survival.  No, the one she was really mad at was Mari.  That cunt and her husband joined forces with their rapists, like some turncoats or hostages with Helsinki Syndrome, and not only are they taking part in these vile, lewd events, they’re enjoying themselves.  And Mari was adding insult to injury by calling her out.

If they made it through this weekend and she ever saw her in public…. Morgana shook her head to push away the thought of beating that bitch to death with her own sex toys.  Right now she was trying to focus on the task at hand, holding her sister down on the table while her husband fucks her.

For his part, Drew didn’t have too much of a problem focusing on Aislinn’s body.  There’s a part of him that always wanted to screw her, but knew that was never going to be an option.  She’d become a little sister to him.  And here he was, kissing her body and fingering her pussy in a vain attempt to at least make her next impending rape a little less miserable.  He bent over her body, lining his cock up with her entrance and pushed in.  Aislinn whimpered a little as Drew fell into a rhythm.

At the other end of the table, Mari was screaming like a porn star.  It’s not like Tommy wasn’t giving her a good fucking, but it certainly wasn’t like how she was portraying it.  The whole time, Mari kept egging Tommy on, begging him to fuck her like she was Morgana or Aislinn.  When he looked up from Mari’s swaying tits, he saw the anger on Morgana’s face.  That’s when he knew what she was doing.

Steve and JC stayed back, watching things progress.  Sam directed traffic while Joe filmed after he and and his wife ‘turned heel.’  James sat next to Bianca, both with a front row seat of the action.  Bubbles sauntered around, taking in the view from every angle.

Aislinn did her best to try to push everything out of her mind, but Mari’s screaming and yelling kept bringing her back in to the dining room and her brother-in-law Drew fucking her.  At some point, probably 10 or 15 minutes into the sex, she resigned herself to this predicament.  She had to admit that Drew was pretty good, a generous lover.  She could see why Morgy loved him so.  This was dick worth putting a ring on.  As she lay there enjoying the moment, trying to make the best of a bad situation, she felt that tingling in her loins as her breath shortened and her body started to quiver.  She was on the edge of an orgasm.  Drew leaning down and kissing her was enough to push her over.  Aislinn screamed into Drew’s mouth as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders.

There weren’t many moments in life where Morgana felt jealously or hatred, especially for her baby sister.  She knew the situation they were in, that these monsters would continue to do unspeakable things to them. But still, the fact that her sister came from being fucked by her husband while she held onto her, that broke her somewhere she didn’t know.  A flood of thoughts went through her mind as she saw her sister lay under Drew, panting as he kept on pumping into her.  He wasn’t done, which seemed to hurt Morgana even more.  She knew that he could keep going if he wanted too, or cum in a few minutes when the mood struck him.  In this case, he kept fucking her, and Aislinn’s body kept responding in kind.  Then there was Tommy and Mari.  That bloated whore was screaming like a porn slut, just to get a rise out of her.  She knew it, he knew it, everyone paying attention knew it, but there wasn’t much they could do about it now.

Tommy kept fucking Mari as she moaned and screamed.  He wasn’t into this much noise normally but was letting himself go with this.  He knew he was getting close, and tried to think of where he should cum.  It didn’t take him long to decide on pulling out.  He just wanted to last a little longer than Drew.  He started thinking about the lineup of the 1997 Chicago Bulls when he heard another series of moans come from across the table.

It was Aislinn.  She was cumming again, and this time Drew didn’t cover her mouth as she moaned as she came.  Instead, it looked like Drew was busy trying to hold out just long enough.  As the skinny brunette came, the man on top of her jerked and rattled as his pumping came to a violent end, followed by grunting and gasping as he fired his seed deep into his sister-in-law’s womb.  As Drew laid there for a moment, he looked up at his wife, who sat on the table next to them.  Her face was cast in a mix of anger, sadness, and despair.  Anger because the two closest people to her in the world shared something so intimate with each other and right in front of her, sadness because of the anger she felt, and despair at wondering what else was in store.

Tommy took this momentary distraction to do what he wanted to do since he started fucking Mari, cum on her tits.  He pulled out of her pussy and with a few key strokes, aimed a healthy shot of cum onto her tits, belly, and even a spurt that made its way to her face.  Tommy stood there for a moment.  Before he could walk away, Sam spoke up.

“Very nice, very nice indeed.  Boys, stay where you are.  Morgy, you’re the older sister, right?”  Sam asked.  Morgana nodded before meekly saying “Yes.”  “Good, so you’re used to cleaning up her messes.  Well clean up her mess.  Come on down from that table and kneel here on the floor.  Go on, go.”  Morgana hesitated for a brief moment, then climbed down off of the table and kneeled on the hardwood floor.  “Drew, Tommy, make your way over here.”  The two men walked over, stopping on either side of Morgana.  After a little hand movement from Sam, the two shifted their position and stood in front of the naked blonde kneeling on the floor. “Morgy, clean the men up.  Go give each man a good ol’ tongue bath of their cocks.  And if they get or stay hard during this, keep going until they’re done.  Now, Bianca, go over to Mari and lick up Tommy’s mess.  Aislinn, go help her.”

Bianca was hoping that they’d forget she was there, but her luck only went so far.  She looked around before she stood up, taking account of where everyone was in the room, and who was armed.  As much as she thought about escape, she knew it was a terrible idea and just resigned herself to being a human splooge sock.  She walked over to the end of the table where Mari laid and took in the scene.  She remembered last night and their forced lesbian sessions as she pushed that out of her mind and made her way between Mari’s legs and began licking Tommy’s cum off of her.  About 30 seconds later, she noticed someone standing next to her.  It was Aislinn.

Joe was walking around still filming when he gave a quick head nod to Sam, sure that no one who shouldn’t would see it.  Sam acknowledged it, then spoke up.

“So, Joe, you said you and your wife would do anything we said, as long as we didn’t hurt you anymore, right?”  Sam said.

Joe nodded.  “Yes sir.”

“Well, give that camera to NotDave.”  Joe pretended to not know that Sam was referring to JC.  “That’s the skinny guy.  Right there.”  Joe walked over to JC and gave him the camera.  “Now, Bianca’s going to finish up cleaning your wife, then the two of you are going to fuck the shit out of Aislinn.  Whatever you two want to do to her for the next half hour, she’s all yours.  Don’t break anything or scar her up, but you two can take her over to the mattress or take her right here on the table and do with her as you please.”  Joe tried to hide his excitement, and did a fairly good job.  Mari, not so much.  She needed to learn to act better.  Aislinn was terrified.  At least Drew was kind and loving.  Sam continued.  “Remember, we’re filming this, so if we don’t think you’re all-in, we’ll fuck you up six ways from Sunday and leave your bodies in the woods for the bears.  Got it?”

“Got it.”  Joe said.  Before JC could even get the camera focused on Joe, he already was halfway across the dining room and grabbing Aislinn by her arm.  Mari had pushed Bianca away, who was now licking on her belly, trying to get the last of Tommy’s spunk off of her.

“30 minutes starts now.”  With that, Joe and Mari’s time with Aislinn began.  Across the room, Morgana couldn’t do anything to help, as she had her husband and her lover’s cocks in her face.

[To-Get-Her]

Oh wonder what would happen if Morgana accidently finished off Tommy and commented how she liked do that! Love the way the story is  progressing. Can't wait until James finally explodes on the gang over the way Bianca is being used! Merit awarded from me!

[LtBroccoli]

Are you reading my notes again, TGH? 

Thanks, Chapter 76 incoming.

[LtBroccoli]

Chapter 76(MFF,MMF,oral,anal,ncon,bond)



“Now, Bianca’s going to finish up cleaning your wife, then the two of you are going to fuck the shit out of Aislinn.  Whatever you two want to do to her for the next half hour, she’s all yours.  Don’t break anything or scar her up, but you two can take her over to the mattress or take her right here on the table and do with her as you please.”  Joe tried to hide his excitement, and did a fairly good job.  Mari, not so much.  She needed to learn to act better.  Aislinn was terrified.  At least Drew was kind and loving.  Sam continued.  “Remember, we’re filming this, so if we don’t think you’re all-in, we’ll fuck you up six ways from Sunday and leave your bodies in the woods for the bears.  Got it?”

“Got it.”  Joe said.  Before JC could even get the camera focused on Joe, he already was halfway across the dining room and grabbing Aislinn by her arm.  Mari had pushed Bianca away, who was now licking on her belly, trying to get the last of Tommy’s spunk off of her.

“30 minutes starts now.”  With that, Joe and Mari’s time with Aislinn began.  Across the room, Morgana couldn’t do anything to help, as she had her husband and her lover’s cocks in her face.

Aislinn screamed as Joe grabbed her by the arm and dragged her across the room.  “Come here you little slut.”  Try as she might, she couldn’t fight him off or break away.  She couldn’t get her footing on the floor, either.  Before she knew it, she was caught in a bear hug by Mari and Joe.  Joe looked at his wife.  “How you want me to do this bitch?”  The words echoed in Aislinn’s ear as a sadistic grin grew on Mari’s face.

“Fuck her while she eats me out.  When you feel like you’re getting close, stick it in her ass.  I want to feel her scream into my cunt while she’s getting assfucked.”  Mari said, gripping Aislinn by the cheeks right before spitting in her face.

“No, please don’t-“ Aislinn’s words were cut off by a slap to the face from Mari.

“Shut up you Aussie slut.  We’re gonna do to you what we want to do to that bitch of a sister of yours.”  Joe said, holding Aislinn’s arms behind her.  “All of this is her and Drew’s fault.  Enjoy, or don’t.”  With that, Joe slammed Aislinn’s body up against the edge of the table and pushed her down, bending her over at the waist.  Mari climbed back up on the table and grabbed Aislinn’s hair, holding her in place while her husband held Aislinn’s hips in place and forced himself into her pussy.  Aislinn screamed at the intrusion, then again as Joe started pumping into her pussy and even more as Mari grabbed her hair and twisted it.

Morgana looked over as her sister was being raped, but a loud crack next to her brought her attention back in front of her.  It was the fat masked man, holding a riding crop.

“If you don’t get a dick in your mouth soon, you’re going to regret it.”  Sam said, swinging the riding crop near her.  “Now get those dicks clean.  Any more delays and hubby here is next with something in his ass.”

She sighed, then reached up and looked up at the sight in front of her.  Here stood the two men she loved, her husband to her right and Tommy to her left.  She didn’t know what to say.  Hell, in another scenario this could be a dream come true, her two lovers sharing her at once.  Instead, here she was on her knees, expected to take them both into her mouth while the sounds of her sister being brutally raped filled the air.  She looked at both men.  Drew looked ashamed and sad, as her right hand reached up and grabbed his member, growing hard in her hand.  Tommy, he had a different look, one she had a hard time placing.  It was a mix of guilt and something else she couldn’t place at the moment.  Not sadness, but almost like the contentment of realizing the best of a bad situation.  She grabbed his dick with her left hand, but wasn’t sure which one to start with.  Tommy’s hand on the back of her head, pushing her face towards Drew’s cock settled that for her.  Morgana took Drew’s cock into her mouth, and felt it start to come to life.  At first she couldn’t believe that her husband could be turned on by all of this, then remembered the generic Cialis everyone took earlier.  It wasn’t having any effect on her, but Drew was back to mostly erect in under a minute of kissing and licking. Of course, the fact that she could taste her sister on him made her want to gag, but she couldn’t risk it.  Not here, not now.

Back at the table, Mari climbed back up on top as Joe pumped into Aislinn with a good rhythm.  As soon as he saw her picture, he looked forward to busting her pussy open.  The only thing he likes more than fucking skinny bitches was making them cry while fucking them.  He had some fun with her last night, but now that he was fully out and one of the villains, he could finally indulge.  And indulge he did.  He knew the best was yet to come, but right now he enjoyed raping her pussy while Mari made the skinny girl eat her out.

“Make me fucking cum, you cheap slut.”  Mari said, pulling Aislinn’s hair as she forced the Aussie’s face into her quim.  She held her in place until she could feel Aislinn start licking her pussy.  Mari didn’t really care if she came or not, she wanted to hurt Aislinn because hurting her hurt her sister, which was a bonus.  But making a hot skinny girl make her cum was fun, too.  In between sobs and cries, she felt Aislinn lick and suck away at her pussy.

Morgana had spent a minute or two sucking Drew’s dick clean, but he was now hard as a rock, and she still had to do Tommy.  She knew where this was going.  At some point in the very near future, these two men would both fuck her.  She tried to look at the bright side of this, but there wasn’t much of one given the situation.  She moved over to Tommy’s dick, which was mostly erect in her hand before it ever entered her mouth.  It only took a few licks and sucks to bring him to full erection.  She loved doing that, feeling a dick grow in her mouth, knowing that she had this kind of power and control over a man of her choosing.  She gave him a blowjob before returning back to do the same to Drew.

The sucking continued for a couple minutes while Joe fucked Aislinn.  As this was going on, Steve moved James and Bianca off of the bench and into some chairs nearby so he could position the bench near Morgana and her boys.

“Morgy, why don’t you get over on this bench.  Boys, each of you pick a hole or an end and show her how much you love and appreciate her.”  The fat man in the mask said.

Morgana, who had Tommy’s dick in her mouth at the time, stood up and moved onto the bench, laying down on it.  With the way she laid, her head was closer to Tommy.  Drew took this as his signal to fuck his wife while Tommy went for her head.  It wasn’t long before the two men were having a threesome with Morgana.

Not to be ignored, Bubbles had stripped down and decided to enjoy the festivities herself.  James, who had done nothing but watch so far this morning, was pleasantly surprised when the young Asian woman mounted him on his chair.  She fucked him while she instructed Bianca to eat her ass.  This was not something that Bianca liked doing at all, but knew that she had no choice but to comply.  She did her best to lick Bubbles’s asshole while she bounced up and down on her lover’s cock.

After a few more minutes, Sam instructed Tommy and Drew to switch positions.  Both men complied, but Drew wasn’t exactly thrilled with watching his mate root his mate.  His friend mate have sex with his wife mate.  English is hard.  The two blokes started off focusing on Morgana and her needs, but after a while were trying to outdo each other.  Drew thought that Tommy was a little too familiar with Morgana’s body, and those first initial suspicions he had yesterday were coming back.  Then again, this could also be the residual guilt he felt from cheating on Morgana with Celeste.  And since the intruders know about Celeste, he has to do what they say or else they’ll out his affair to everyone.

Sam knew this was going to take longer than a half hour, but he was cool with that.  One lesson that he learned from the Club was about giving false hope.  He told Joe and Mari that they had a half hour to do with Aislinn as they pleased.  What he didn’t say was that if Drew and Tommy took longer, then Joe and Mari could keep going.  One thing that can help that false hope is keeping a clock in view of Aislinn.  Assuming she could make out the clock on the end table closest to her, she would spend the next several minutes counting down until the time would pass and nothing would happen.  Then the torture would continue.  Besides, he knew he had more than enough time with the girls today.  They still had at least 20 hours before they left and let Bob and his boys have some fun.

Joe knew that it was close to a half hour by the time he was ready to cum, but he wanted to fuck her ass first.  Aislinn was doing a good job of eating out Mari, even bringing her to an orgasm once.  When he saw that the clock was down to 3 minutes, he knew it was time to move.

“Only a couple minutes left, you Aussie whore.  Feeling good?  Hoping this ends soon?  Well, get ready for the longest 3 minutes of your life.”  Joe said as he pulled his cock out of Aislinn’s pussy and repositioned it onto her tiny little asshole.  Unlike the day before, the only lube was her own juices.  Mari pulled on Aislinn’s hair a little tighter as Joe pushed his dick into her ass.  He didn’t stop after an inch or two, he pushed all the way until he was buried balls deep in her butt.  He knew that this would hurt her the most, and he was taking advantage of that.  Aislinn howled something fierce as Joe sodomized her, a low guttural sound that shouldn’t be possible from such a skinny little thing.  Joe picked up the pace, making her cry with each in and out thrust into her ass.

Aislinn cried as she stared at the clock, waiting for it to turn.  Eventually it did.  But Joe didn’t stop.  And the fat man didn’t stop him, either.  Then another minute passed.  And another one.  Dread set in as she waited for someone, anyone, to say or do something.

“Oh, did I forget to tell you something Aislinn?  See your sister over here?  I’m not telling Joe to stop fucking your ass until these boys are done fucking her.  Until they cover her in nut butter, I’m not telling Joe and Mari to stop.  What, you got something to say?”  Sam said.  Mari let Aislinn’s head rise just a bit from her twat to speak, tears streaming down her cheeks and pussy juice all over her face.

“You better talk or back down you go.”  Mari said.

“Please, please make it stop.  I’m sorry, please stop, it hurts so much, I want to go home, please, make him stop.”  Aislinn said between sobs.  Joe just fucked her a little harder with each thrust.

“It’s not up to me sweetcheeks, it’s up to Drew and Tommy.  You picked two men, and they hold your fate in your hands.  You need to ask them for help.  You need to ask them to fuck your sister and cum.  You need to talk dirty to them, you need to get your sister to act like a whore to save you.”  Sam said all of that with a sadistic grin and a hard-on.  He couldn’t wait to take her again later on.  But in the meantime, he needed to set the tone.  “You got something to say to them?”

“Please, Drew, Tommy, please cum, please, for the love of God fucking cum, please!  Morgy, make them cum, help me!”  Once again, Aislinn belted out in between sobs.

Morgana hummed and moaned around the cock in her mouth, Drew’s.  At first she did whatever she could to block out what was going on with Aislinn, but couldn’t ignore her pleas.  She did what she could to get these men to cum for her.  Morgana sucked Drew’s dick for all she had and played with his balls with one hand while she rubbed her clit with her free hand.  She tried to get into a better rhythm, fucking Tommy back.  She knew how each man liked to finish, but if she could get one of them to bust a nut first, then she could focus on the other.

Across the room, Bubbles was having a great time fucking James and getting her ass eaten out by Bianca.  She’d came twice during the previous half hour and was on the verge of a third when she heard Aislinn beg for help.  The crying, the screaming, the pathetic bleating, she shook violently as she came once more, and James wasn’t going to be far behind.  But instead of having him cum in her, she got off and told Bianca to finish him off with her mouth.  It didn’t take James long to cum down Bianca’s throat.

Joe kept pounding Aislinn’s ass hard, making her moan in pain.  The only thing keeping him from busting a nut here and now was knowing how great this would look on camera.  Speaking of the camera, JC kept focusing back and forth on the different pairs, but got some great shots of Aislinn begging for help.  This video, hell this scene alone would keep him warm on many a lonely night.

Aislinn kept moaning and begging for help in between thrusts.  It paid off.  Drew moaned as he shook and sputtered, cumming in Morgana’s mouth.  He pulled out as his wife swallowed his seed.  That left Tommy fucking Morgana by himself.

“One down, one to go.  You girls better help Tommy get off if you want to save what’s left of Aislinn’s ass.”  Sam said.

Morgana pushed Tommy out of her as she switched positions, getting into a doggystyle position.  She shook her ass invitingly as Tommy took the hint and inserted himself.  “Come on, fuck me Tommy, fuck me harder, come on, fuck me, fuck me big boy, mmm…” Morgy wasn’t one normally for dirty talk, but anything she could do right now to help Tommy orgasm, she’d do it.

“Please Tommy, fuck her good, fuck that pussy good.  Please, help, owwwwww!”  Aislinn screamed out the yelp of pain as Mari twisted her hair in her hand.

Tommy knew he should just focus on fucking Morgana, or picture anything sexy right now, but for him in this moment, there was only one thing sexier than fucking Morgana.

Making her announce it to the world.

“Whose pussy is this?  Fuck, whose pussy is this?”  Tommy yelled, grabbing Morgana’s hips as he fucked her harder than before.  She almost lost balance on the bench.

“Your pussy.”  Morgana said, caught up in the moment.

“Whose pussy?”  Tommy demanded again.

“Yours Tommy, your pussy, fuck your pussy, fuck your pussy.”  There was a small part of Morgana that owned that statement.  She would explain to Drew how she was caught up trying to do anything to help her sister.  But she meant what she said.  This wasn’t the first time she thought it, but yelling out that this was Tommy’s pussy, in front of her husband, was sure going to cause some issues.

“You’re fucking right this is my pussy.  FUCK!”  Tommy yelled out as he held on for one last pump, planting his seed deep in Morgana.  He collapsed on top of her, and she followed suit.  The two lovers lay there, panting and moaning.  The only other sound in the room was Aislinn’s cries of pain and Joe’s breathing.

“Good job you too.  Joe, whenever you’re ready, go ahead and wrap this up.”  Sam said.

It didn’t take Joe long to orgasm.  He was glad that Tommy came when he did, because he couldn’t last much longer.  With a few last thrusts, he buried his dick as far as it would go into Aislinn’s ass as he came.  When he pulled out, his dick made a popping sound as it left her body.  He let her go, and she fell to the floor, curled up in the fetal position.  As Joe made his way to the bathroom, Aislinn’s crying filled the air.

But that wasn’t the only crying taking place in that room.  After Tommy and Morgana’s show, they had two choices.  Get up off of the bench and sit down quickly, or cuddle for a moment.  They cuddled in the afterglow, kissing and saying sweet nothings for a moment, oblivious to the world.

Oblivious to her husband.

Drew just watched one of his best mates, hell, one of his only mates in this country, just fuck the shit out of his wife, got her to scream his name out, then the two of them kissed in front of him and he could’ve sworn he heard them say ‘I love you’s’ under their breath to each other.  The fact that they were so familiar, so…good at sex led him to think one thing and one thing only.

Morgana and Tommy are having an affair.  And there’s a chance that Morgana is pregnant and it could be Tommy’s, not his.

By the time Morgana got her bearings and Tommy climbed off of her, she saw the tears rolling down his cheeks.  He was normally a very stoic man.  She knew that seeing her have sex with these men…correction, being raped by these men was too much for him, but seeing her essentially make love to a good friend was what pushed him over the edge.



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The better part of the next hour was spent cleaning up and setting things up for the rest of the day.  Aislinn in particular was a mess and Morgana helped her as much as she could.  While bathroom breaks were given out, everyone was also given another bottle of water and some snacks.  This would be the only other food until dinner.  They also went through the remainder of the equipment from the luggage Joe brought in, as well as the stuff Bubbles “bought” on her trip yesterday.  Of course, most of that was in Joe’s truck from before.  As each girl finished, Bubbles and JC put a leather collar around their necks and attached a dog leash to them.  They also bound their wrists in the soft cuffs used on Saturday.  Drew, Tommy, and James had leashes attached to their cuffs, with the excuse being that the collars were too small for the men.

As the Really Useful Crew discussed the night before, instead of having organized activities throughout the day like they did yesterday, they’d sequester the girls for the most part.  Aislinn would be in the basement, Bianca on the main floor, and Morgana upstairs.  If one of the crew members wanted to use the girl in a different part of the house, he could walk her around.  They figured that by separating them, they could keep everyone under control a little easier, and let Tommy and James have a little more fun.  Once the girls were secured, they would do similar things with Drew, Tommy, and James.  Of course, James and Tommy’s sequester would be for show.

Aislinn was taken downstairs and left chained up to the bed from the night before.  Bianca was bound to the bed in the main floor’s master bedroom with the music blaring yet again, and Morgana was chained down to her and Drew’s bed, again.  Once again, Drew was secured in their room, but this time in the chair facing the bed.  Tommy and James were led around to other parts of the house, but only as a distraction.

Pretty soon, everyone figured out how the next few hours of free time would play out.  It was looking like a good day for the Club.



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“I’m dying, aren’t I?  Yep.”  Ray Hibberton had the same basic thought over and over again throughout the night and into the next morning.  Each time he tried to move, he couldn’t.  His arms stopped working, his legs stopped working, and his chest, that was a whole other matter altogether.  Every time he lost consciousness, he told himself “Well, this is it.”  It wasn’t that he had no fear of death.  On the contrary, he was scared shitless by it.  Instead, he came to terms with how his life had went and how he ended up here, dying on some little slut’s bedroom floor.  Ray thought about how he focused on his career in finance until he burned out, how he put his job first and family second, how his wife left him and their son David barely spoke to him.  He ran back how she found out about his affairs, how he reacted by blaming her for no longer putting out before he raped her on their bed.  That was right before the divorce.  He thought about how he used that doctorate in Economics to become a college professor, a dream he had since he found out how much free time they have throughout the year.  He was thrilled about getting the job offer at Chester County Community College, and how much sweet young eye candy there was each year.

Then he thought about that one fateful night where a fellow professor told him about the Club, and helped him get in.  As soon as he was in, he stopped dating women completely.  He only dated for sex, and if he didn’t have to put up with their bullshit to get laid, even better.  He met some great friends over the years like Steve and Joe and Sam.  He remembered the great pieces of ass he made scream over the years, and how his role as a college professor always meant he had a fresh supply of ass to offer up over the years.

As he blacked out again, figuring it was finally it, he thought about how bad this would look.  Here he was, lying on the floor of a girl he just raped, with cameras all over the place.  There was a part of him that was glad he was dying, because it meant one less thing to deal with later on.

Or so, that was the series of thoughts that went through his head each time he woke up.  He had no clue how long he was there.  After a while, he just hoped for the monotony to end.  That’s when he heard something different, something other than the moaning of the girl on the bed.


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Meg had no clue how long she was there.  She knew it was between 9 and 9:30PM when she was attacked and raped.  It was dark outside, she could see that much through the curtains but that was it.  She couldn’t see much.  Each time she tried to move, she couldn’t go far.

Everything happened so fast, it took her a while to get her bearings.  One moment she walked into her room, next she was hit with a stun gun or something several times.  She never got a good look at him.  She thought he sounded old and gruff, but he wore a mask.  She felt… she felt his nakedness on him, except for his t-shirt.  He kept that on as well.  She knew that he came in her, she could feel that.  And she felt him slap her on the ass as he talked about round 2, right before he said “Oh my” and those were the last words he said before she heard and felt a couple thumps.  Meg could’ve sworn she heard wood splinter as something collided with the dresser.  From then on, the only sounds she heard throughout the night were moans and groans.

From the way she was trussed up on the bed, she couldn’t help him even if she wanted to.  Whatever happened to him, he deserved it.  Her jaw ached from the rubber ring in her mouth.  He certainly intended to fuck her face at some point.  Her wrists were sore from the handcuffs and her hips and legs hurt from being spread open for so long.  Her ankles hurt from the straps he used to tie her down.  The only slack she had was the little bit of leeway from the ankle restraints, and that was mostly so he could fuck her better.

Meg couldn’t move her head more than just side to side, and the only thing in her view was the headboard, a desk to her left, and a window with the shade drawn to her right.  The lights were on all night. 

Once the trauma of the rape settled in and she realized that he wasn’t playing some game with her, she realized that this man was likely going to die in her room.  She avoided a painful death, just to have to listen to his final moments a few feet away.  The implications ran through her mind, as well as a few other thoughts.

Who was this man?  How did he get in?  How did he pick her?  Why tonight, of all nights?  Was he robbing the place?  Meg shook that last one off.  If this were a robbery, why leave the lights on?  No.  Besides, she’s a poor college student living in a shared house in East Oakville on the outskirts of Collegetown.  The only thing she has of value in this room is her laptop, and that’s the one thing she could see from the bed.  If this were a robbery, he’d have yanked the TV or game systems down in the living room, and those were still there.  This told her that this man was here to rape her, and probably kill her too.  Maybe, if she was lucky, he’d die first. 

As the night wore on, Meg did the only thing she could do in her situation.  Think.  She knew she was home alone, but wasn’t exactly spreading that info around.  She didn’t tell too many people, just a couple friends in class and at work.  She didn’t think any weirdos overheard her talk about it, and even if they knew, she wasn’t going to be alone for long.  This man had to know a lot about her, but she couldn’t place his voice.  He didn’t sound like one of her customers, nor one of her teachers or professors.  She thought back to every place she said she would be alone this weekend, and not much to came to mind.  She used her webcam for class sessions sometimes and for Twitch streaming and a little vlogging, but she’s no Ninja.  And she’s only streamed a few times since they moved in.  Someone had to know this was her room since he was waiting for her.  Could he be one of her crazy fans?  She almost scoffed at that.  Fan?  More like pathetic losers, and she only had a dozen people watching her last stream, and she knew who each of them were.  None of them had his voice.  He could’ve pieced together that her roommates were members of the Harbor City University Corsairs Marching Band, and that they would be out of state for a football game.  Still, that would leave one roommate, Chloe.  Could he have been waiting for Chloe but settled for her instead?  Maybe, but not likely.  If he were, why was he in her room?  Was she using her computer again?  She didn’t mind if Chloe was an OnlyFans model, but told her not to use her stuff.  Still, it helped pay the bills.

As the hours moved slowly, she tried to sleep.  Tried being the optimal term.  Everything hurt from being bound to her bed, and eventually the worry about who knows what diseases that man ran through her head.  He came inside her, so if he had something, now she did as well.  Then there was the fear of getting pregnant.  Sure, she was on the pill, but still worried.  The only measurement of time she had was the creeping of daylight through the closed window shade.  Eventually she passed out, thinking about getting help, as her rapist moaned on the floor beside the bed.  Her thoughts became hopeful, as they shifted to her roommates. 

Crystal and Zoe should be back in the morning from their band trip, and Chloe was seeing her boyfriend and would be back Monday night.  She should get rescued soon, but that only worked if this monster either stayed dying on the floor or flat out died.  Assuming he was alone.

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Crystal Crabtree was finally feeling refreshed after the long bus trip.  The beauty of a chartered bus was sleeping on the way back.  She sat next to her best friend, Zoe Sciullo.  They became besties over the past couple years they played together on the HCU Marching Band.  They both played trumpet, and bonded over so many things in the past couple years.  The two even moved into the same dorm together a couple years ago, then rented a house last year.  When the lease came up for renewal, one of their roommates moved in with her boyfriend, so they asked around and their other roommate, Chloe, asked her chemistry lab partner Meg if she’d like to move in with them.  Meg jumped at the chance and moved in over summer session.

As much as they liked Meg, they were glad to get some time alone, and give her some time alone.  A couple weeks back she brought home a guy and they made so much noise, she thought they were filming a porno.  Like Chloe, they thought she was OnlyFans, too.  Turns out she just likes loud sex.

Crystal looked at her phone as the bus pulled back into campus.  9:30AM.  It was about a 7 hour drive back from Syracuse, and they didn’t get on the bus until 2AM.  It was a 4 hour game, followed by changing and showering, they weren’t home until very early.  Well, early for a Sunday.  So early the pair went for breakfast.

They hung out with one of the staff, a man named Jeff.  He offered to pay for breakfast.  He was a kind man in his late 20’s or early 30’s.  Kind of cute, in that dorky band way.  Jeff asked a lot of questions about the girls, their roommates, how classes were going, normal stuff.  Nothing too flirty or crazy, though he did admit that he stumbled across Meg’s Twitch stream one day.  They cracked a couple jokes about her being bad at Rocket League.
It was almost noon by the time they made it back to their house.  Since it was on the edge of town, about a mile and a half from the main campus, they walked on this beautiful morning instead of taking the bus.  Crystal and Zoe talked about their trip, how the Corsairs lost, how much sleep they’re looking forward to, boys, etc.  Nothing seemed out of the ordinary when they arrived home.

Their first clue that something was wrong came shortly after they closed the door behind them.  Crystal thought she heard something upstairs, like a moaning or something.  This was followed a moment later by wordless, loud groaning.

“Hello?  Meg?”  Crystal called upstairs, but nothing came for a moment. “Meg, is that you?”  Crystal started walking up the stairs calling for her roommate, but no words came.  It was only when Crystal was on the steps that she noticed something wasn’t right about the noises.

They weren’t from a woman, but from a man.

“Hello?”  Crystal’s tone changed from slightly annoyed to scared in a heartbeat, and Zoe understood.  She stood behind Crystal on the steps and immediately grabbed the first thing she could; a broom lying on the floor.  They carefully made their way up the steps, waiting to see if the noises changed.  It was still the same low, manly groaning.

“Hello?  Answer us.  If you don’t tell us who you are, we’re calling the cops.”  Crystal was scared now, but the groaning continued, but it was followed by another noise.  This was a loud, shrieking cry that sounded familiar.

“Meg?  You there?…HOLY SHIT! CALL 911 NOW!”  Crystal yelled to her friend behind her as she ran into Meg’s room.  Zoe was startled but as soon as she could see into Meg’s room, she caught first glimpse of the situation.  Their roommate Meg was tied face down, naked, to her bed.  She was barely moving and couldn’t talk.  On the floor next to the bed lay an old man, crumpled up on the floor, groaning.  “ZOE, CALL 911!” 

That last panicked screech from Crystal shook Zoe out of her shock enough to pull out her phone.  In a moment, it was unlocked and answered on the first ring.

“911, what is the nature of the emergency?”

[To-Get-Her]

One of the biggest problems with Drug addicts- you never know when the big dealer in the sky will the finally payment. Can't wait for the police to get there! Should be one hell of a stink for the management!

Wondering what Drew is going to do and to who. Will he blame Tommy or Morgana over them  having an affair. Will Drew Come clean about his affair or will someone in the club tell everyone?

Can't wait for the next chapter to answer these questions! Merit awarded from me!

[LtBroccoli]

Thanks TGH.  Ray's not having a good day, and it gets worse in the next chapter.

Fortunately you get to see a little of Drew's thought process here.

Chapter 77 incoming.  I'm going to take a break with this story after Chapter 80 to sketch out the next part of the story.

[LtBroccoli]

Chapter 77(M+F+,M+F,FF+,bond,tort,s&m,ncon,rape,food,a2m)



Everything was set for an afternoon of fun at the cabin.  Well, fun for the Really Useful Crew.  It was shaping up to be a living hell for everyone else.  After Drew, Morgana, Aislinn, and Bianca were secured in their places, they talked about what they were going to do and how James and Tommy would get included in the festivities.  The group knew that they had to keep up pretenses for the rest of the day, but they still wanted the two that set up up this little shindig to get their fun in, too.

Before anyone went to one of the girls, they had a little meeting, which almost devolved into a fight between JC and James when JC said that he wanted more time with Bianca because he “still needed to break the bitch’s spirit.”  James spit back some insults at JC, and the two almost came to blows, with only Steve getting the in the middle of them.  It was only Steve’s vouching for JC and James to the others that kept them from attacking one another right then and there.  That said, JC agreed to go a little ‘easier’ on Bianca.  He wouldn’t beat her too much, maybe some spankings and canings.  Still, that left a wide array of activities left.

 As they worked out a little gameplan, they took inventory of who fucked whom and how.  Joe grabbed a burner laptop he used specifically for Club purposes and made a spreadsheet tracking who did the fucking and how they did it.  Considering the company they were in, this didn’t strike anyone as fundamentally mental.  The craziest thought that anyone had was that this wasn’t as crazy as it should be.  It took a while for everyone to remember who did what, but after a little back and forth Joe had a comprehensive list of the sexual activity from the previous day, more or less.  Pretty much every girl had fucked and/or blown every guy, except for Bubbles.  She’d fucked and sucked Drew, Tommy, Joe, and James, but not Sam, Steve, or JC.  Considering her and Sam were a couple and she’d met Steve when those two helped her kidnap and rape her girlfriend at the time, she didn’t need to do them again unless she wanted to.  She still hadn’t fucked JC, but honestly didn’t put that high on her priority list.  Maybe it was the fact that he was kind of a dick to everyone, but she wasn’t particularly attracted to him.  Physically, she would fuck his brains out during one of her “straight days” but he was just too much of an asshole for her.  Considering she was dating a serial rapist in his mid-40’s, that said something.  James looked like he had the least amount of action, only fucking Bubbles and Morgana.  Bianca was surprisingly second on that list.  As much as she was fucked and abused yesterday, Sam still hadn’t fucked her yet.  And neither James nor Tommy had buggered any of the girls yet.

The way they worked it out was this.  JC was free to go where he wanted but would stay away from James.  Steve would work with James for the most part and Sam and Bubbles would take Tommy with them.  Mari and Joe would tag up with JC, but he might float around a little bit.  This way when Tommy or James were ‘forced’ to fuck one of the girls, they would have plausible deniability. 



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Bianca laid on the bed, secured to the headboard again, with a ring gag in her mouth.  She hated this thing so much.  She hated how it tastes, how it makes her drool, how much it hurts her jaw, but most importantly what it means for what she’ll be expected to do.  The only reason this thing existed was for blowjobs.  Between this and the loud music, she briefly lost track of time as she sat alone with her thoughts.

She tried to place where she knew that skinny guy they called NotDave from.  As she thought more and more, his voice sounded familiar but she couldn’t place it.  Instead, she backtracked on what she knew.  He mentioned how much she “ruined his life” and how this was payback.  She thought about whether or not this asshole was related to her ex-husband Drew, but he didn’t seem familiar.  Nor did she recall dating anyone like him, and he seemed too young for her to have done anything crazy to.  She didn’t have any run-ins with the law outside of Phil’s bullshit, so that ruled that out.  Since it was unlikely that she ran over this guy’s cat or parked in his parking space, all she had to go with was a hunch that she knew him from work.  Come to think of it, that was probably the only place this guy could’ve come from.

Bianca ran through everyone she slighted or angered in the last 10 or 15 years.  She’d made more than a few enemies over the years, but that comes with being in the auditing department.  Her job is to find the buried mistakes and uncover those.  As she was thinking about all of the men she’s probably embarrassed over the years, the door opened.  It was Mari, Joe, and her assailant with a grudge and that god forsaken riding crop.



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Aislinn worried about what was to come.  It was the anxiety that made this unbearable for her.  As much as she hated to admit it, the physical aspects of the rapes weren’t too bad.  Well, until this afternoon when Joe and Mari really took it out on her.  No, the part she dreaded now was waiting to see what was going to happen and how she’ll be punished further.  Whatever enjoyment she gathered from Drew’s lovemaking session was wiped away when Joe and Mari raped her.  It’s been at least an hour and her ass is still sore.  She curled up into a ball as much as she could, though that is still hard with her wrists bound to the bed’s headboard.  The only things stopping her from crying out for help is that no one would hear it and the ring gag in her mouth.  All that came out was a wordless scream, and she gave that up after a few minutes.  She did her best to block out everything by diving into her imagination, but even that had limits.  Like, when Joe raped her ass for so long.  No amount of pretending makes that go away.

She heard some commotion across the hall, from the theater.  It sounded like one of the rapists was setting something up, at least from the yelling and swearing she heard.  The voice was different than those she heard earlier, but still familiar.  That’s when she placed it; this must be Dad bod’s real voice.  He let it slip earlier when all of the craziness happened with the phones.  This caused Aislinn to put on her barrister’s wig and get to the bottom of this.

‘Dad bod was purposely hiding his voice.  It was different each time he talked, but just a little.  Why hide it?   He knows someone.  Who?  It has to be one of us, but which one?  Obviously Dave’s not his real name either, or he’s trying to throw us off.  No, not his name.  Names are easier to place than voices, but the two would jog a memory.  I’m new here, so it’s not me, plus he knows I’m over here.  If he’s by himself it could be any of us.  If he’s with someone, than they don’t know him and that means he knows others.  Think Aislinn, think.  Everyone works at Pharma but in different parts.  I have to see who he’s with and how he behaves around them.’

The door opened.  It was Dad bod.  “Damn, you are looking fine.  Fine enough to fuck.”  Steve lowered his voice again as he walked to the bed.  He grabbed the leash connected to the collar around her neck and unhooked the cuffs from the headboard.  “Come on, I’ve got something special in the next room.”  He pulled the skinny woman to her feet and led her across the hall to the theater.  James sat in one of the chairs.  To her left, she saw something shocking.  In high definition on the screen was the action from yesterday.  This was the scene where they made her masturbate for the camera.  Aislinn froze for a second before Dad bod jerked the chain.  “Like what you see?  I know I do.  Let’s put this movie and that ring gag to good use.”  Steve said as he yanked her to the couch with him.




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Upstairs, Morgana and Drew avoided each other’s sight.  Drew was thoroughly tied to a chair with full view of the bed.  He was bound and gagged, but still sporting a hard-on thanks to the Cialis they forced him to take.  In front of him lay his wife, bound to the bed like she was last night, but with an added ring gag for when one of these sick fucks wanted to fuck her throat.  But that wasn’t what upset him so.  It wasn’t the knowledge of another series of rapes, but how she gave herself over to Tommy so fully.  How she fucked him, what she said, those words burned his soul.

Morgana knew Drew hurt and if she could explain why she did what she did, said what she said to protect her sister, he would understand.  If she would ever get the chance, she’d make it right.  She tried to say something, but couldn’t form the words.

Any hope of fixing this ran out when the door opened.  Tommy was pushed in, nearly stumbling onto his face.  Behind him was Kim and the chubby guy, and she had bad intentions hanging between her legs.



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Joe, Mari, and JC took turns fucking Bianca over the next hour.  It started with JC fucking her ass while Joe and Mari got worked up watching.  Then Joe joined in by raping her mouth as Mari did her best to eat her out and get as much of her hand up Bianca’s twat as possible.  As Bianca cried out for relief, they switched positions with JC going ass to mouth, Joe taking her pussy, and Mari trying to fist Bianca’s ass.  She didn’t get very far with that.  All the while, the three took turns beating her with the riding crop.

JC came in Bianca’s mouth and made her clean up his cock, the second time he’s gone A2M on her this weekend.  As Joe fucked her pussy than her ass, JC went to the phone box and grabbed Bianca’s phone.  He couldn’t unlock it, but didn’t need to for his purposes.  The lock screen was a picture of her daughter, Sophie.  JC held the phone up so she could see it while Joe fucked her ass.

“That’s a real cutie you’ve got there, bitch.  She looks a lot like you.  Probably gonna be a cockteasing whore just like her mommy.  What you think, she gonna be a slut like you?”  Bianca said nothing as he continued talking.  “Assuming you survive, we’re gonna know where you live, where that little slut in training sleeps.  You even think of telling anyone about this weekend, I’m gonna pay the two of you a visit.  Think she’d like that?  Oh, she’s like you, she’d fucking love it.  Maybe mommy can help teach Sophie how to fuck like a big girl, take it up the ass just like you.  Think we should pay her a visit?”  The thought of imagining her daughter being assaulted by this monster was too much for her to bear and she broke down, sobbing hysterically and shaking her head violently.  “Good.  Looks like we’re on the same page.  Then again, you’re such a depraved whore that you might blab just to see what we do to her.  Wouldn’t put it past you, you sick fuck.”  JC slapped her across the face, then kneeled in front of her, his dick still hard from the Cialis.  He loved seeing her tear-stained cheeks swell as she struggled to take his cock in her mouth.  JC knew the Club’s rules about no children, but she didn’t, and that primal fear was what he was looking for.  The existential fear of never knowing when the boogeyman would show up.

As Mari stepped back, she watched JC and her husband take turns fucking Bianca, eventually double teaming her in the ass and pussy.  Then she joined back in, making Bianca service her.  They had quite the time before passing her on.



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Down in the theater, Steve made Aislinn suck off both he and James while they watched the video of her forced lesbian sessions.  Steve really enjoyed it when it came time for the two sisters to eat each other out.  He moved positions so that she could see what she looked like with her head between her sister’s legs.  He then shifted positions again, ordering her to fuck James.

Steve and James worked out a plan earlier where the older man would get to bugger her.  After figuring out that buggering means a good old fashioned ass fucking, they came up with a plan.  It was time to put the plan into action.  He ordered James to pull out of her pussy and to fuck her bum.  When he hesitated, he reached back to punch the older man.  Aislinn saw this, so she didn’t fight as much as she would’ve normally.  Once James was in, he fucked that cute little tushy to the moans and screams of both sisters.

Once James came, it was Steve’s turn and he knew exactly what he wanted to do.  While Aislinn was still getting her bearings after getting fucked in the ass by James, Steve grabbed her and slammed her down onto his cock.  On the TV, the video changed to that of her first rape yesterday.  While he fucked her like a jackhammer, he moaned and groaned.  It was during this assault that he slipped up again, using his normal voice.   

Aislinn realized that James wasn’t the person Dad Bod he was hiding from.

Eventually Steve pulled out of her pussy and fucked her ass until he pulled out and came in her face.  He took the degradation to another level when he shoved his cock, which was just in her ass, into her mouth.  With the ring gag in place, she had no choice but to taste her foulness.



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Sam and Bubbles wasted little time getting to work on Morgana.  As soon as they came in, they unhooked the blonde Aussie from the bed and forced her to suck them off.  Bubbles told Morgana that she better do a good job on her strap-on because that was all the lube she was going to get.  Sure enough, Bubbles pulled out and raped Morgana’s pussy while Sam was getting a blowjob.

After several minutes of this, Sam directed the three of them to the hot tub, where the couple took turns fucking Morgana in her twat before they penetrated both her ass and pussy.  At first, Sam was in her backdoor but they switched after a while.  Sam wanted to cum in her pussy while Bubbles made the blonde woman lick her strap-on clean.  The chubby man got his wish and blasted his load deep into Morgana while his quasi-girlfriend went ass to mouth on her.

Meanwhile, Tommy and Drew were bound on the other side of the room, watching this unfold.  Drew refused to look at Tommy during any of this mess.  He was still broken up over how his wife screamed for Tommy to fuck her just a meter of front of him.  And the way Tommy fucked her all but confirmed to him that the two of them were having an affair.  Drew blamed himself at first, realizing he did a similar thing with Celeste, but then he was filled with rage, then settled down to see things clearly.  With the way Morgy was acting this weekend, she was likely pregnant.  Assuming she still was when, if, they made it home, he would ask for a DNA test.  It might take a while to get results but he wanted to know if it was his.  If it was Tommy’s, then it likely happened before they ever came to this god forsaken camp.  Of course, the lawyer in him knew that with everything that took place, she would have the perfect alibi if it was Tommy’s.

For Tommy’s part, he was enjoying the show.  The Cialis was still working so he was harder than differential calculus watching Morgana get used like this, and it gave him a great excuse for why he was so aroused.

As Sam and Bubbles wrapped things up in the hot tub, there was a knock at the door.  JC, Joe, and Mari led Bianca into the room.  She looked like shit and was led over to Drew’s chair.  JC had the camera in his hand, filming as he spoke.  Sam and Bubbles made sure that Morgana got a good view of her boss sucking her husband’s cock.  At JC’s order, Bianca mounted Drew and fucked him.  Morgana was brought back to the bed and forced to watch as JC filmed them and molested her, pointing out how great Drew’s cock looked sliding in and out of Bianca’s twat.  JC was still hard and was starting to worry about the side effects when Joe and Mari decided to hit the trifecta of asses. 

But JC wanted to see something first.  After a quick sidebar with Sam, they made Bianca shift her position enough for Tommy to fuck her, too.  Pretty soon, both of Morgana’s loves were balls deep in her best stateside friend.

This went on for a while.  Tommy didn’t want to cum, and Drew couldn’t.  But as this went on, JC went from molesting Morgana to facefucking her.  Joe was fucking her pussy while Mari spanked the shit out of her ass.  JC kept the camera as steady as he could.  As the action heated up, Sam and Bubbles went down to the basement to see how things were going down there.



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There was no amount of mouthwash in the world that could wash away the taste of blood, shit, and semen.  The only reprieve came when Dad bod was so spent that he just sat there and watched her rape from yesterday.  It was just a matter of time before she was used again.  She curled up into a ball while she waited her fate.

That’s when the chubby guy and Kim entered the theater.  Kim wore a strap-on dildo and eyed Aislinn like a hungry animal.  It wasn’t long before Kim was spitting on Aislinn’s battered asshole and pushing herself in.  Aislinn tried to block out the assault the only way she could, by trying to focus on anything else.  The only other foci in the room was the video of her rape from yesterday, and Dad bod talking to Chubby man.

They stood in front of James as they talked.  Aislinn couldn’t make out the words, but it sounded like a huddle.  They planned out the rest of the night but the pain was too much to ignore.  She noticed one thing.  Dad bod used his regular voice in front of James again.

When the two men bored of planning and watching videos, they all went to the common area, where they tied Aislinn down to the pool table, bent over the side, and everyone took turns fucking her.  She couldn’t see who it was and lost count as more men and women used and abused her.  Someone shoved a pool cue into her bum, thick end first, then tried to force the 8-ball into her twat.  After some persistence, it stayed in place.  Dad bod ordered her to keep it in place until they came back for her.



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While Tommy and Drew were both forced to fuck Bianca, Bubbles slipped downstairs to grab something from the living room.  She returned with some of Mari and Joe’s sex toys, especially the nipple clamps and riding crop.  Sam and Bubbles left to visit Aislinn as Joe, Mari, and JC had their fun with Morgana.

And by fun, they meant torture.  Mari didn’t forget all the shit her and her sister put her through, and even what she did so far didn’t make them close to even in her mind.  She still wanted to extract her pound of flesh from that Aussie cunt.

They started by making Morgana watch her two lovers fuck her friend and boss, Bianca.  They made Bianca switch positions a couple times, giving both Tommy and Drew a chance in both her pussy and ass.  As this was going on, Mari used a vibrator on Morgana to tease her while Joe attached the nipple clamps and chained them together.  Mari kept edging Morgana but each time she would approach an orgasm, she’d grab on the chain and pull hard.  They attached some small weights to add even more pain.  Eventually Joe was good and hard again, so the couple forced Morgana onto all fours so he could fuck her doggystyle.  This caused her tits to hurt even more as the weights pulled down on them.  As she mewled through her gag, Joe fucked her with long, hard strokes.  Mari held off on the vibrator until Joe gave her the signal.  That signal was when he pulled out of her pussy and stuck his dick in her ass.  Morgana screamed through her ring gag, and Mari used the vibrator to elicit an orgasm from her against her will.  It took several minutes, but Morgana came with a dick in her ass.  That’s when Mari went from using the vibrator to beating Morgana with the riding crop, focusing on her ass, back, and feet. 

Across the room, Tommy couldn’t hold out any longer and came in Bianca’s ass.  Drew wasn’t too far behind on his own orgasm.  He didn’t want to admit it, but he’s always wanted to explore some S&M stuff with Morgana.  Seeing and hearing what was going on over on the bed might be the closest he ever got.  Plus, he was still hurt from his earlier revelation about her and Tommy.  Still, what Joe and Mari were doing was brutal and sadistic.

And it turned him on.  He kept watching the show, as Joe fucked Morgy’s ass hard and deep while Mari whipped her feet.  Even when Joe pulled his cock out of her ass after he came, Mari didn’t stop beating her with the riding crop.  It was only after the skinny guard called for a pause so he could make Morgy blow him did they relent.  Even that was just for a short while until she was in a good enough position to resume the beating.

This continued until JC came and told the pair it was time for dinner, and that Mari was cooking.  Morgana was cuffed back up to the bed, and Bianca and Tommy were led downstairs.  Even still, JC complained about how his hard-on still wasn’t going down.

The couple sat in silence for what felt an eternity until Dad Bod and JC came for Morgana.  They took her to the bathroom, then led her downstairs.  Several minutes later, they did the same for Drew, allowing him a moment to use the bathroom by himself.

When he came downstairs, what he saw shocked him.  Aislinn, Bianca, and Morgana were bound down to the large table, and the food was placed on top of them.  Or in them, from what he could see of the corn on the cob and Aislinn’s twat.



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Dinner was a surreal experience.  After the steak, salad, rolls, and corn on the cob were cooked by Mari and Joe, the girls were brought down and strapped down to the table.  They were bound backs down-chests up with their hips off of one edge and their heads dangling off of the other, ring gags still in place.  They were tied down in a back to forth orientation, so Morgana’s head was by Bianca’s pussy, and on Bianca’s other side was Aislinn.  Their heads were secured in place by having their hair tied to the benches beneath them.  If the women could move, they’d see each other’s struggles.  After the women were tied down, the chubby man gave them their instructions.  They are to serve the men and not drop or spill anything.  If they do, they get beaten. 

Mari placed the plates and bowls of food on the women as the men were led to the dining room.  Tommy and James were told that if they tried anything, the girls would suffer and they ate second.  Drew was brought down after Mari decided to “guarantee” that the veg head sisters would each get at least one ear of corn, and she had the perfect places to put them.  Drew came down the steps right as Mari finished shoving a corn cob up Aislinn’s twat and was doing the same to Drew’s wife.  The corn caused a great deal of discomfort, due to the size and temperature.  JC used this opportunity to help himself to Aislinn’s mouth as she cried.  Steve did the same to Morgana while the others ate at the dining room bar top.  Sam made himself a steak sandwich and ate it while he fucked Bianca.  After he came, Mari decided to give her the corncob treatment as well.  As she walked past Morgana, she “bumped” into her, knocking most of the remaining salad bowl onto the floor.  “Whoops, there goes your dinner.”  She then slapped Morgana as hard as she could across her tits, which still had the nipple clamps on them.  Morgana screamed something fierce around JC’s cock.

Sam, Steve, Joe, Mari, and JC finished up dinner, with JC still complaining about his hard-on not going down from the generic Cialis from earlier.  Even after forcing all three of the women to blow him and cumming one more time in Morgana’s mouth, it still wouldn’t go down and he was in some considerable pain.  James smiled at JC’s plight.

Tommy, James, and Drew were allowed to eat, but only after drawing straws and being “forced” to play along.  Each man had a choice of dinner plate laid out with different options.  One had steak and corn, the other a smaller steak and salad, and the third had leftover wings.  The rules were simple, as the chubby man described them.  Each plate was assigned to one of the girls tied down.  The guys would each pick a girl to start but would rotate out after two minutes.  Whoever came first would win that girl’s plate.  The guy could then eat. 

The girl that won first place gets her choice of dinner from their selection of either a small steak dinner, the remaining rolls, or the remaining corn and salad.  However, there was a catch.  “Remember the corn from earlier?  That is one of their dinners.  One of them will have to eat the corn that was inside them.  All the food is thrown out ten minutes after the first of the three guys cum if those ears of corn aren’t picked clean.”  He made sure the girls heard this loud and clear.  “Understand, you don’t have to eat your own, but it may come down to that.  And no puking, that means none of you get to eat.  Got me?  Good.” 

With that, each of the men were ungagged and uncuffed.  They didn’t know which dinner was associated to which girl, but at this point didn’t care.  The clock started when the first dick, Tommy’s, entered the first mouth, Aislinn.  James went with Morgana because Drew made a bee line to the closest woman, Bianca.  Since the women were bound with their heads pulled back so far, it was less of a blowjob and more of a throatfucking.  Tommy was the first to cum, not even getting out of the first round as he enjoyed fucking Aislinn’s mouth.  As soon as he pulled out and saw his seed spill down her face, Sam spoke up.

“Ten minutes starts now.  Dave, NotDave, help her out.  Tommy, since you came in Aislinn, you get the steak and salad.”  Tommy made his way over to the countertop and devoured his dinner.

As Steve and JC helped untie Aislinn, they uncuffed her and removed the ring gag as well.  Her jaw was on fire and every part of her body hurt, especially her cunt.  She moved her jaw up and down to regain some feeling in it as she reached down and grabbed the corncob wedged in her.  She shuddered at the sight and smell of it.  And the thought that it was in her pussy, which had been used and abused all day…

“Switch guys.  Ten minutes, Aishy.  Hurry up and get to eating.”  Sam said. 

That’s when she had a thought.  While James was starting to throatfuck Bianca, Aislinn climbed between Bianca’s legs and as gently as she could removed that ear of corn and replaced it with her own.

“Interesting strategy.”  Sam said.  Aislinn saw that it was still nasty as fuck, but then had another idea.  She hoped this worked.  Aislinn was a vegan and would like to stay that way, but the chubby guy said nothing about adding things to the corn and it was this or ranch dressing.  She made her way to the fridge, looking for something.  “What are you doing?”  He said as Aislinn emerged with a bottle of Frank’s Red Hot.  Over the sink, Aislinn dumped copious amounts of hot sauce on the corn, completely covering it before taking a bite.

“That’s different.”  Sam said.  Aislinn took another bite, then another.  This was the nastiest thing she’s ever eaten, but being drowned in hot sauce made it slightly less nauseous.  In less than a minute, the corn was done and Aislinn’s mouth was on fire.  Mari was pissed about this loophole, but Sam let it go.

Back at the table, James was taking his time with Bianca.  He tried to be easy on her after everything she’s been through.

Drew, on the other hand, fucked Morgana’s throat hard and fast, hurting his wife and making her cry.  She looked up at him, begging him with her eyes to either slow down or finish.  This wasn’t like him.  He knew it wasn’t like him, but he didn’t care at this point.  Whether it was seeing her bound like this, or picturing her fucking Tommy, thinking about how much they’ve likely fucked, how Tommy made her scream for more, Drew couldn’t and wouldn’t stop.  He grabbed the sides of her head as he came hard down her throat, nearly choking her.

“Okay Drew’s done.  Go get your chicken wings and relax.  But you girls better hurry up with that corn.”  Drew was always going to get the wings.  That was the beauty of the game Sam played.  Now, it was up to the sisters being even nastier to survive.

Steve and JC helped untie and ungag Morgana.  Aislinn came over and hugged her sister for the first time in who knows how long but they didn’t have time to relax.  They had to eat the most vile thing imaginable.  At least there was hot sauce.

“Wow, they do put that shit on everything.”  Bubbles said, watching from a distance, lost in a conversation on her phone.

Morgana ate the corn cob that was in her friend Bianca after drowning it in the hot sauce, but that left one left and little time left. 

“One minute left.”  Sam said.  The two sisters looked at each other for a moment before realizing what they had to do.  They split the ear, took turns with the hot sauce, and finished it “just in time.”  By an amazing coincidence, James didn’t cum until after the sisters ate the nastiest corn on the planet, saving Bianca from that fate.

James got the steak and corn plate for dinner.  Aislinn took the salad while Morgana had the rolls and Bianca, the only normal meat eater of the three, had the steak.



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As the night rolled on, the festivities wore down.  Everyone was tired, and as much as they enjoyed watching the three women fuck each other with strap-ons, it was getting late.  They would have to vacate the property tomorrow morning and take all traces of their presence with them before Bob showed up.  While everyone had monitored screen time before bed, Bubbles showed Sam some messages she received, making sure he was on board with it.

“If you’re absolutely sure about this.”  Sam said with a sense of worry.  She kissed him, lightly then deep.  Then she responded to the encrypted messages on her phone.

“I’m in, how’s this work?”



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Bob watched the footage from Running Bear Cabin while his new pet, Maddie Kosar, sucked him off.  Normally getting a blowjob from a gorgeous brunette sex slave in training would take all of his focus, but his head wasn’t in it.  Well, his dickhead was in her mouth, but his thoughts were elsewhere.  They were on his various business ventures, the crazy shit happening at the cabin, and all of his future initiatives.  Three in particular were on his mind.

First, watching the gang rape unfold on screen made him realize that this was going to get expensive to keep it out of the news.  This was easily a 6 or 7 figure payout with some NDA’s and a few threats along the way.  He didn’t like to kill innocent people, too many questions and even he couldn’t keep that quiet up here.  He and Sheriff Ryland Holmes went way back, but he won’t turn a blind eye to a bunch of tourists dying in his county.  So Bob will have to pay them off.  He only needs to worry about 4 of them but will make paper offers to two more.  Since Tommy and James were in the Club, their payoff will be “reinvested” into a project and buried as a line item on some spreadsheet somewhere down the line, or they’ll get ownership of a timeshare, some bullshit like that.  Bob figured the women will shut up with anywhere between 50k and 250k each.  If it goes too high, too many questions will be asked, and an accident can be arranged then, but seeing the hell they’re going through, he figures about half to 3/4 of a million should suffice.  Drew could get expensive, but blackmail is always an option.

Second, he needed Sam and Bubbles to move fast.  They would have to get their companies started up right away, and she would have to be on the origination documents.  There is a contract Bob wants to bid on to make an apartment building in Harbor City but the bid has to be  from a minority-owned and/or women-owned business.  Bubbles is both.  But they have to work fast before any competition comes to play.

Which leads Bob to his final problem of the day, the Yakuza.  Apparently two of his old running buddies, Paul Damato and Gary Spencer, were in town on an errand for a mutual friend of theirs in Tokyo.  Paul and Gary were brothers from another mother, grew up with Bob and showed up in town unannounced last night with a package.  Kono Rin.  A beautiful Japanese woman who grew up in the world of the Yakuza and was on the run from a rival gang.  A turf war went bad and she went to ground.  Paul and Gary were tasked with making her disappear, but one thing led to another and now she’s pregnant with one of their kids.  She can’t go back to Japan, and they don’t want to kill her, but without some proof of death, they’re all next.

That’s when Bob had an idea.  He knows that most Americans can’t tell the difference between a Korean and a Japanese woman, Sheriff Ryland included.  And sitting in Running Bear is a woman that looks a hell of a lot like Kono Rin.  Hot, Asian, coverer in tats, even if they were fake.  He formulated an idea where the cameras outside of Running Bear would catch an Asian woman running for her life, a few shots, her falling down the hill to the creek out of range of the cameras, and Rin’s DNA would be found on said clothes.  But then the good Sheriff would ask about the gang rape in the cabin and investigate that.  So that would have to be included in the plan.  And if the survivors of the cabin could prove that Bubbles was there, then taken outside and shot, that would keep them quiet going forward, he figured.  Being involved in a murder makes people think they’re all noble, but they just want to mind their own business.  That, combined with a nice payout to stay out of the news, and this could work.

Bob messaged Bubbles his plan.  It was crazy, audacious, and had about a hundred ways it could go wrong.  Mainly the whole faking the death thing, but not only did he assuage her fears there, he also reminded her that he needs her alive for the business side of things.  After some back and forth, she agreed.  They spent time working out the details while training Maddie.  He even thought about bringing her along if they could make it work.

He logged off, watching a live feed of the action at Running Bear, his dick up Maddie’s well-fucked ass, imagining how great it would be to fuck Morgana in the morning.  And Aislinn.  And Bianca.

And Bubbles.



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It was all a blur.  First there was the screaming and yelling, then the crying, and more screaming.  He couldn’t move to see who it was, but there were three girls.  One of them was that blonde bitch Meg.  That’s who cried the most.  The other two must be roommates.  What did that note say, Crystal and Zoe?  Chloe?  Something like that.  Two of them were band nerds and his source insisted they would be gone until late morning.  ‘If they’re here, it must be late.’  Ray thought that to himself as he lay awkwardly on the floor.  He was beginning to fade out again when this time he heard the next voice.  It sounded like a policeman.  ‘Great, I get a heart attack and I’ll get shot by a pig next.’  He felt some hands on him, but he couldn’t move or respond.  Then some talk into the walkie talkie, and that was it.

Next thing he knew, he was being jostled around.  A bright light shone in his eye, then the next one.  Behind the light was a black woman, asking him his name, what year it was.  He couldn’t respond even if he wanted to.  He was flat on his back now, being lifted up in the air.  He tried to look around but his head would not move.

He was outside, then inside and moving.  No, it’s an ambulance.  He couldn’t make out much, but he knew this woman, this EMT, hated his guts.  Then he was inside the ER, then everything got all fuzzy.  He heard sedation or something like it.  Before he passed out, he saw a bunch of medical personnel, and a cop standing behind them.

“Keep him alive, Doc.  He’s got a lot to answer for.”

[To-Get-Her]

Well Don't think I'll be having corn on the cob anytime soon!- Hot sauce what a turn off!

Some great sex action with the ladies! Really liking how JC seems to be suffering from his generic Cialis, maybe know would he the perfect time for James to get a measure of revenge on JC, say an accidental kick that just clips JC's cock or say a poorly thrown can of beer hitting it!

Wondering if Ray is going to be made a scapegoat by the gang?

Merit awarded from me!

I know that i have posted this before but true readers will wait for more from a quality write like yourself. Epics need time to be written as continuity has to be followed. So take as long as you need. this reader will be waiting in anticipation!