Aubree's First Apartment

Aubree’s First Apartment

Part 7

Chapter 17: A Country Retreat 

The SUV raced down the highway. Bright afternoon sunlight reflected off the dark tinted windows. Passengers in the other cars on the road had no idea of the drama unfolding within the speeding vehicle. Had they been able to see through the tinted glass, a strange sight would have met their eyes. In the driver’s seat of the SUV sat an older man with thinning white hair and thick glasses. In the seat next to him sat a lovely teenaged girl with tearstained cheeks. The girl was totally nude. Her clothing lay in a crumpled heap in the backseat. Her sadness was a stark contrast to the smiling man behind the wheel.

Observers would certainly wonder at the girl’s state of undress and the vast age difference between the two of them. Questions would be asked. However, the tinted windows blocked all outside eyes and the older man and the naked young girl were isolated within the confines of the speeding vehicle. Alone, although surrounded by people on all sides… the SUV sped into the countryside.

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George Smith, dean of Mercham Christian University, turned towards the cringing girl in the passenger’s seat. “Hands down, Ms. Sidney. I’ve told you previously that you are not to attempt to cover yourself when in my presence.” He gripped the steering wheel tightly and pursed his thin lips as the beautiful teenager dropped her hands to her lap.

The sight of the fully nude girl made his heart race. She was a work of feminine perfection. Her long dark hair, deep brown eyes, full lips, delicate neck, large natural breasts, smooth stomach, shaved pussy, long tan legs… right down to her adorable bare toes… everything about her made Smith’s heart leap. And she’s all mine for two whole days… He smiled smugly. This freshly squeezed little tart is all mine… No fumbling, groping little boys for you my dear… You’re all mine to enjoy as I see fit… and I will enjoy you… in every way. 

Smith reached into the pocket of his tweed jacket and produced a cell phone. As he glanced down at the girl’s smooth legs, he hit the speed dial…“Hello, Juan…I’m on the way to the house now… Yes… Today… I’ll be there in under two hours… Right, indeed… I have a new pet… Yes… Please make the normal preparations… Be sure everything is in order… You know the routine… I expect everything to be in place… Don’t let me down or you’ll be on the way back to your home country… Remember, you’re here illegally…Goodbye.” He placed the phone back into his jacket and looked down at the naked girl. Placing a hand on her thigh, he eased her legs apart. “Let me see this again, my dear. Don’t be shy.” He smiled at the girl’s timid whimpers. Slipping a finger between her pussy lips, he began to stroke her exposed clitoris. “Perhaps, you need to cum again… Yes, I think so…” He laughed as the girl wept.

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The afternoon sun was setting as Smith turned off the highway and onto an isolated country road. He drove down the tree shadowed lane and turned into a large driveway. Stopping at the gate, he lowered his window and punched in the pass code. As the gates opened, he pulled the SUV up the drive. Two days of fun ahead…

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As they pulled up the long driveway, Aubree looked at the magnificent gabled house perched on the hill. The setting sun cast long shadows across the lush green grass surrounding the estate. This place is huge… She shivered slightly and was aware of her nudity. Her chin rested on her bare knees as she squeezed her big toes. She glanced over at dean Smith and frowned. “Sir, please may I get my clothes? I’m cold.” She thought of dolphins… the thought of the majestic mammals always comforted her in times of distress… Dolphins swimming free…

Smith looked over at the pouting girl. He sighed with exasperation. “Fine, little crybaby... bra, panties and shirt only. Your pants and shoes are to remain in the backseat. You won’t be needing them.” His eyes roamed over her lovely teenaged body. Adorable.

Aubree quickly leaned over the seat and grabbed her panties, bra and shirt. Smith looked down at her bare butt as she leaned over the seat. I’ll bet that’s tight… He gave her ass a pinch, causing her to jump. Little vixen… He pulled the SUV to a stop in the driveway and switched off the ignition. He looked down at Aubree as she pulled on the skimpy panties with the criss-cross backside. Filthy little girl… He smiled as she pulled on the tight bra and fastened the clip. Barely covers your little nipples… bet you thought some little boy would be enjoying those breasts… too bad… He chuckled as she pulled the t-shirt over her head. The garment came to just below her large breasts, leaving her bare tummy on full display. Adorable… beautiful body…perfect little bellybutton… Smith sighed with satisfaction. A work of art… He looked over at her and stretched. “Welcome home for the next two days, my dear.” He caressed her bare stomach, causing her to squirm in the seat. “Sit still, girl!”

Aubree pulled on the bottom of her shirt and tried to push Smith’s hand away. Suddenly, she saw movement from the house. She watched as a tall dark haired man walked out of the front door. He appeared to be Hispanic. He smiled at the SUV revealing bright, white teeth.

Smith nodded in his direction. He turned towards Aubree. “Ah… Juan… my house servant. He manages the property in my absence.”

Aubree looked at the clean shaven man standing on the porch. He wore black pants, a long sleeved white shirt and black vest. His short dark hair was oiled and groomed immaculately. She felt her heart flutter. He’s handsome… muscular… young… She trembled slightly. She shot a glance at Smith. “Please… sir… please… may I have my jeans and shoes? Please…” Her eyes darted back to the porch. He’s cute… I’m not dressed! She swallowed hard. Her face flushed.

Smith chuckled. “Not a chance, Ms. Sidney. You will remain as you are. Any further back talk and you’ll be stripping back out of your shirt and undergarments. Would you like to be nude again?” He smiled.

Aubree shivered. “No.” Dolphins… swimming free… Her eyes were riveted on Juan. I want go home…  

Dean Smith pulled the keys out of the ignition and stepped out of the SUV, slamming the door shut. He cracked his knuckles and casually strode across the driveway.

Aubree watched as he walked over to the front porch and said something to Juan. He motioned at the SUV and smiled, looking over his shoulder. Juan nodded and looked through the window at Aubree.

Aubree crossed her arms over her breasts and shivered. What did he say? Why is Juan looking at me?

She watched as Smith walked into the house and closed the door behind himself. Her eyes shot back to Juan. He was still looking at her… He stepped off the porch and approached the SUV.

Aubree watched him walk across the driveway. He’s coming… to get me out of the truck… She looked at his dark eyes. He was staring through the windshield at her as he approached the vehicle. Oh god! I’m not wearing pants! The panties Winston made me wear are open in the back! My butt isn’t covered! I need my jeans! She quickly leaned over the seat, grasping for her jeans. I’m not dressed… As she fumbled for her pants, she heard Juan open the SUV door.

“Ms. Aubree?” His accent was thick... Hispanic…

Aubree dropped her jeans and quickly turned back around, sinking into the seat. Did he see my butt? She couldn’t look up at him. She sat with her hands folded in her lap. Her heart pounded. She stared at her bare toes. Dolphins…

Juan leaned into the vehicle. “Ms. Aubree?” He slowly reached for her arm.

Aubree felt like melting away. She gripped her shirt and looked down at her feet. “What? What do you want?” She felt his hand on her elbow.

“Please come with me, Ms. Aubree. Mr. Smith has asked that I show you to your room.” He tugged on her elbow. “Please step out of the truck.”

Aubree risked a glance at him. His eyes were locked on her bare legs. Don’t look at me … She shook slightly. “I just want to get my jeans… can you hold on a moment?”

Juan shook his head. “No. I’m afraid not, Ms. Aubree.” His eyes traveled over her bare stomach and large breasts. “Mr. Smith was specific in saying that you were not to get your jeans. He said you might try. You must remain as you are. I’m sorry.” He squeezed her elbow.

Aubree felt sick. “Why can’t I get my jeans? I’m cold. Please?” She looked up at him with pleading eyes.

Juan shook his head and looked down at her. “I’m afraid not, Ms. Aubree. Please come with me. I’ll show you to your room.” He eased her from the vehicle.

Aubree slowly stepped out of the SUV. The pavement felt warm on her bare feet. She tried to pull her arm away from Juan but his grasp was firm. He closed the SUV door and stared down at her. “Please don’t resist, Ms. Aubree. I don’t wish to make you more uncomfortable than necessary.” He extended a hand towards the front porch. “Please?”

Aubree felt a mix of emotions. Embarrassment, shame, helplessness… above all, helplessness. Dolphins… in the ocean… free… She tried to pull away from Juan’s grasp but his grip was tight. He’s bruising my arm! She winced.

Juan led her across the driveway. He stared down at her open backed panties, drinking in her exposed ass crack. Ignorant American girls. Spoiled pampered brats. Bueno para nada más que sexo… He admired her firm buttocks. Muy Hermosa… It is good that I work for a man like dean Smith… He smiled as he guided her up the steps and through the front door. Ignorante prostituta… Voy a disfrutar viendo su vergüenza. He suppressed an urge to laugh.

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As they entered the house, Aubree glanced nervously around. The main entryway was large and tiled. Statues lined the walls. A spiraling staircase led up to the second level of the mansion. The place was quiet. There was no sign of dean Smith. Juan guided her towards the stairs. “This way, Ms. Aubree.”

Aubree allowed Juan to lead her up the staircase. Her buttocks felt cold and exposed through the criss-cross backed panties. Goosebumps rose over her exposed tummy. I’m practically nude… Juan continued to squeeze her right arm as he pulled her up the stairs. However, her left arm was free and she reached for her shirt, attempting to pull it down. Why did Winston make me wear this shirt? She felt sick. Bastard… Her toes were cold. She looked up at Juan. He was looking down at her ample breasts. He made no attempt to conceal his lustful gaze. Stop looking at me that way! Her cheeks flushed. I want to go home…

As they reached the top of the staircase, Juan led her down a long hallway and to a closed door. Taking out a large set of keys, he unlocked the door and pulled it open. Beyond the door was another flight of narrow stairs leading up to the third level. He pushed her forward. “Up the stairs, Ms. Aubree.” She slowly stepped forward. She jumped as Juan placed a large hand on her butt. His fingers probed her exposed buttocks, revealed by the open backed panties. “Hurry along please, Ms. Aubree.” She tried to push his hand away. “Please don’t touch me.”

Juan laughed and pulled his hand out of her panties. “Many apologies, Ms. Aubree. Please continue…” He motioned her forward.

Aubree slowly walked up the stairs. Suddenly Juan didn’t seem so cute anymore. She was frightened. Momma and Daddy in Reed… Dolphins… At the top of the staircase was a narrow hallway. Juan urged her forward. At the end of the hallway they stopped outside of a large white door which Aubree immediately noticed was bolted from the outside.  Juan unfastened the large bolt and pulled the door open. He glanced down at her. “In here please.”

Aubree stepped into the small room. The wood floor was cold. A single fluorescent ceiling light cast a dim illumination over the small room. Aubree looked around nervously. A small bed sat in the center of the room. The thin mattress was uncovered. Chains hung from the headboard. A toilet sat in the corner. There were no windows. It’s a prison cell!!! Aubree was suddenly terrified. She turned to run but Juan caught her in his strong grasp. “Hold on, Ms. Aubree… Don’t be foolish… where do you intend to run?” He pulled her towards himself and wrapped his arms over her midsection. He leaned down close to her ear. “Ten calma mi putita”, he whispered.

Aubree went limp with fear. Oh god… Oh god…

Juan smiled and eased her across the small room. His fingers slipped under her tight shirt. “That’s better. Come along, Ms. Aubree.” He pushed her down onto the bed. “Don’t be stupid, Ms. Aubree. There is no where to run. You are now the possession of Mr. Smith.” He sat down on the bed next to her. His hands were under her shirt, squeezing her breasts. “You should cooperate, Ms. Aubree. It will be much less painful.” He pinched her nipples through her bra.  Niña Foolish… He continued to massage her ample breasts for several seconds.

Aubree closed her eyes and thought of her parents. Their faces were clear in her mind. Momma and Daddy… Juan’s probing fingers found their way beneath her bra… She squirmed and tried to push him away. ‘Stop it!”

Finally, Juan stood up and looked down at her. He smiled smugly. “Strip.”

His one word command hit her like a ton of bricks. She looked up at him with wide eyes. No!!!

His smile broadened. “Strip down, Ms. Aubree. Hand me each article of clothing as you remove them.” Pronto voy a disfrutar de su cuerpo joven…

Aubree looked up at Juan. She was ashamed. “I don’t want…”

Juan slapped her. “Undress, Ms. Aubree. Please don’t make me have to strip you by force.” He smiled politely. Te veré desnuda…

Aubree held a small hand over her red cheek. He slapped me… She swallowed hard. I’m Fuck Toy… again…

Juan grabbed the bottom of her shirt. “We’ll have this right off, Ms. Aubree.” He lifted the shirt over her head and pulled it completely off. He stared down at the trembling teenager in her red panties and bra. American whore… “Get your underclothes off.” He snapped his fingers. Chica idiota…

Aubree glanced around the small room. She slowly unfastened her bra and let it fall off her arms. She felt Juan’s eyes on her naked breasts. Without looking at him, she hitched her fingers into her panties and lowered them down her legs. Not again…

Juan collected her clothing and stood up. “Thank you. I appreciate your cooperation.” His lustful eyes roamed over her nude body. Filthy little American whore… white girl… I’ll enjoy you later… Her firm breasts made his cock erect. He wanted to throw her across the bed and enjoy her ass. However, he refrained. He knew dean Smith would be watching through the hidden camera. I’ll have you later, white bitch… Not now… He threw her clothes into the hallway and grabbed the back of her neck. “Lay down with your face on the mattress.” He pushed her forward. “Face down.”

Aubree allowed him to push her onto the mattress. She was afraid. Dolphins… free…

Juan admired Aubree’s bare ass. Excellent… a tight fit, I’m sure… American whore… You’ve never had a Columbian cock… He grabbed her wrists and pulled them up. He grabbed the manacles hanging from the headboard and locked her wrists into place. “Stay face down and stop squirming.” Grabbing her ankles, he stretched them out and fastened the ankle irons onto her feet. He stood back and admired the nude girl lying chained, face down on the bed. Stupid little American whore… He had seen these foolish girls come and go. Dean Smith seemed to have a new one every month. Juan had enjoyed them all. Aubree would be no different. It is good that I work for a man like dean Smith… He smiled and looked up at the hidden camera. He gave a thumbs up. It’s your turn now, Smith… I will have her later… when you are sleeping and unaware…

Juan walked out of the room and shut the door. He slammed the bolt in place. I’ll see you soon… American tramp…

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Chapter 18: A Voyeur with a Belt 

Dean Smith sat in the surveillance room and watched the monitors on the wall. He had watched as Juan led Aubree to the upstairs room. The room where he kept all his young pets. He enjoyed watching Juan strip the helpless teenager and chain her to the bed. He took a long drag on his cigar and sipped his drink. He zoomed the camera in on Aubree as she lay face down, chained to the bed. “Lovely. Simply adorable.” He frowned as Juan fondled the nude girl. I’ll bet that filthy spic has been taking liberties with all my girls… He took a long swallow on his whiskey. He stared hard at the monitor as Juan closed and bolted the door. For the next several minutes, Smith watched the now completely naked Aubree as she strained against her restraints. Ignorant little girl…

The was a quiet tap on the door. He looked over his shoulder. “Come in, Juan.” He looked back up at the monitor as Juan stepped into the room.

Juan stood in the corner and folded his hands. Smith exhaled cigar smoke. Without looking at Juan he said, “I think I’ll have steak for dinner. Medium rare with a baked potato.”

Juan nodded. “Yes, sir.” He left the room and closed the door silently.

Smith leaned back in the chair and stared at the video monitor. He massaged his stiff member through his trousers. Before dinner, I think I’ll give young Aubree a good strapping. Well deserved. Smith broke the ash off his cigar and downed the last of his drink. As he walked out of the surveillance room, he unfastened his belt.

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Aubree lay, trembling on the bed. Her hands and feet were secured by large chains. She was helpless. The mattress stank of urine and sweat. She shivered. Suddenly, she heard the bolt being thrown open and dean Smith stepped into the room. She strained to look over her shoulder. He stood in the doorway. A belt hung limply in his hand. “Hello, Ms. Sidney. I trust you are pleased with the accommodations?”  

Aubree struggled against the thick chains. “Please let me go!”

Smith smiled. “Not a chance. Lesson number one begins now.” He stepped forward and raised the belt above his head. “This will hurt you more than it does me.” He laughed as he brought the belt down hard across her buttocks. Aubree screamed in pain as Smith savagely beat her bare bottom. After several hard blows across her backside, he paused.

“This is how unruly, undisciplined little girls learn.” Smith bent forward and ran his hand over her reddening buttocks. He stood back up and flexed the belt in his hands. “Are you learning Ms. Sidney?”

Aubree could only whimper as Smith raised the belt again. CRACK!! The belt came down. CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

Aubree strained against the chains. Her wrists were numb and her butt felt like it was on fire from the harsh beating. Tears ran down her face. “Please stop!”

Finally, Smith threw the belt over his shoulder. He looked down at her bruised backside. “I hope you are learning, Ms. Sidney. Your recent behavior warrants this harsh discipline.” He listened as the teenager cried into the mattress. He reached into his pocket and produced a small suppository. He smiled. “Here’s a little something to loosen you up a little.” He sat down on the bed and pulled her cheeks apart. He shoved the suppository into her rectum. “Enjoy.” He smiled as he left the room, closing the door behind himself.

Aubree lay on the bed. Her buttocks were on fire. The suppository began to dissolve in her rectum causing her to squirm. Suddenly the light went off. She lay in complete blackness, weeping.

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Chapter 19: A Change of Plans / Amber Apologizes

Winston sat on his bed staring down at the pictures scattered across the mattress. He picked up one of his favorites. Amber is such a lovely treat… He stared hard at the picture of the cute young girl in lingerie. I bet she has some big nipples… and I’m sure she’s a natural blonde. He stroked his stiff cock and moaned.

He glanced down at his watch. Eight thirty. He looked out the darkened window and briefly thought of Aubree and smiled. I bet dean Smith is having fun with our little Fuck Toy about now… He looked back down at the pictures of Amber. Thursday night is such a long time to wait… He glanced at his watch again. Fuck it… I’m in charge and it’s high time Amber learns it.

Picking up his phone he hit the speed dial. After several rings, the sweet voice of Amber Anderson came through on the other end. “Hello?”

Winston smiled and massaged is erection. “Hello, Amber. This is Mr. Winston. How are you?”

There was a pause. “I’m fine. How are you?” Amber sounded nervous and uncertain.

Winston continued. “I’m afraid something has come up and I won’t be available for our Thursday night lesson.”

“Okay.” Amber paused again. “I guess I’ll just see you next Tuesday then?”

Winston slowly squeezed his penis and fought the urge to moan as pre cum oozed from the head. “Well, I would say so… However, I’m afraid you won’t get full credit for this week’s lessons. You know dean Smith instructed you to work in the studio two nights each week.” He feigned regret. “I would really hate for you to lose credit on account of me.” He continued to stroke his slick cock.

Amber sounded concerned. “Yes. That would suck. I’m really counting on these extra credits. My Dad will kill me if I flunk out of Mercham. Can’t we reschedule for another day?”

Winston hesitated. Suddenly, sounding as if a new idea had just occurred to him, he continued. “Well, you know… I’m free tomorrow evening. Can you be at the studio at 6 PM tomorrow night?”

“I don’t know. I have a date with Ross tomorrow night. I’d hate to break it. He’s already pissed about the whole Tuesday and Thursday thing as it is…” Amber sighed. “This blows…”

“Well, if you can’t make it that’s fine, Amber. No pressure.”, Winston said. His voice was smooth and calm. He continued to massage his penis.

After several seconds, Amber spoke again. “Okay… okay… tomorrow is good. I’ll make it up to Ross.”

Winston repressed the urge to laugh. “Good. 6 PM at the studio tomorrow night. See you then, Amber. Goodbye.”

He smiled broadly as he placed the phone on the matress. Looking back down at the pictures spread in front of him, he stroked himself harder. Tonight a little imagination. Tomorrow the real deal… His hand worked faster as semen sprayed onto the bed.

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Meanwhile…

Amber dropped her phone into her purse and looked up at Ross. “I’m sorry, baby. It’s for school.” She batted her big eyes at him. “Forgive me?”

Ross slammed his fist on the table. “Damn it, Amber! I always come last!” He walked over to the window and stared out into the darkness fuming. “I don’t even know who this photographer is and why do you have to see him twice a week?”

Amber watched as Ross stared out the window. Her heart swelled with love. She stood up and walked over standing directly behind him. She reached around and caressed his chest. “Baby, we talked about this already. Without the extra credit I’ll flunk out of college. You know that will ruin everything.” She squeezed him tightly allowing her breasts to press against his back while resting her cheek on his broad shoulders. “Forgive me?” She dropped a small hand to his crotch and gently massaged his cock through his jeans. “I’ll make it up to you.” She squeezed his penis. “Promise.”

Ross exhaled and leaned forward. “Damn it, Amber… what kind of work are you doing at this studio? He’s not taking pictures of you… Is he?” 

Amber blushed. She was happy Ross couldn’t see her face. “No, baby! No! It’s not like I’m modeling for him. I’m working in the studio. You know I’m majoring in art. This is a good opportunity for me and it will allow me to get the extra credits I need. That’s all, baby… nothing else…” Amber felt ashamed. I’m lying to Ross… She squeezed his penis tighter. Her delicate fingers found his zipper and slowly pulled it down. “Please, baby. Don’t be mad.” She slipped a finger into his jeans and traced his stiff penis through his underwear with her long fingernail. “Don’t be mad, baby.”

Ross looked down as Amber knelt in front of him. He watched as she lowered his jeans and underwear down his legs. “Amber, I just worry about you sweetie… I think you should be…” His voice trailed off as Amber took his erect manhood into her warm mouth. His anger slowly melted away.

Amber looked up at Ross through her long lashes. She felt his cock becoming engorged in her mouth. She pressed her lips tightly on his penis and took him fully down her throat. She massaged his testicles in her palm. It’s just a little white lie… no harm will come from it… She continued to suck as Ross moaned.

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Chapter 20: A Large Nail in a Small Hole

Aubree awoke suddenly. The room was black. Pitch black. She was cold and her buttocks ached from the hard spanking she had received earlier. She strained against the chains on her wrists and ankles. She looked over her shoulder, squinting into the inky blackness. I can’t even see the door! Where am I? What time is it? I have to go number two! She clenched her buttocks together, repressing the urge to use the bathroom. The suppository dean Smith had placed into her rectum was working. Her stomach churned. I have to go number two! Bad!!!

Aubree screamed. “Help!!!!! Please!!!! Help!!!” She screamed until she was hoarse and her throat ached. She was greeted with only silence. “PLEASE HELP!!!” Her heart raced. Minutes passed. Finally, unable to hold it any longer, Aubree expelled her bowels and bladder. She lay face down on the mattress, unable to move. The smell of her own feces and urine filled her nostrils. She gagged. She fell into a fitful sleep in her own excrement.

After an unknown lapse of time, Aubree awoke again. The sound of the bolt being released on the door was loud in the darkness of the still room. She glanced weakly over her shoulder. Please help me… She watched as the door was pulled open. The dark shape of Juan was outlined against the bright light rushing into the room. She tried to speak but her mouth and throat were dry. Help me…

Aubree strained to look over her shoulder. She watched as Juan stepped into the room. The fluorescent overhead light came on. She closed her eyes against the brightness. Finally, she found her voice again. “Please help me…”, she croaked weakly.

Juan stepped into the room and stood with one hand on his hip and the other over his nose and mouth. “You filthy little American whore.” He shook his head in disgust. “Crapping and pissing on yourself like an animal. Filthy girl. Puta Asqueroso.”

Aubree pressed her face into the mattress and wept. “I tried to call for help. Where were you? I can’t move! What do you want me to do?” She was slobbering and snot ran down her nose.

Juan gagged and spit. “Shut up, American whore.” He stepped forward slowly. Pulling a set of keys from his belt, he bent forward. He paused. “I’m going to unchain you now, filthy whore. Don’t try anything stupid.” He slapped the back of her head. “You hear me, American girl?”

Aubree felt sick. “Yes. I hear you. I promise to behave.”

Juan smiled as he unfastened the manacles from Aubree’s wrists and ankles. “Stand up, filthy American whore.”

He watched as Aubree stood up. She massaged her aching wrists and stared down at the floor. Juan glanced down at the soiled mattress. “You’ll be cleaning that up, filthy American whore.”

Aubree didn’t look up. “Okay….”

Juan grabbed her elbow. “Let’s get you cleaned up first, filthy slut.” He pulled her forward out of the room. Aubree allowed him to pull her into the hallway.

He guided the nude girl down the hall to another doorway. Flipping on the light, he pushed her inside. Aubree glanced around, nervously.  They were in a large shower room. White tiles lined the walls and floors. Several showerheads protruded from the wall. A large drain was in the center of the room. Juan quickly twisted the nozzle on one of the showers. He pushed the naked girl underneath water. “Clean yourself up, whore.”

Aubree shivered beneath the ice cold spray. She quickly jumped out of the water. “It’s cold! Please… I need warm water!”

Juan slapped her. “Shut up, slut. You will wash yourself in cold water like a pig… like the pig you are.” He shoved her back into the shower spray. “Clean yourself now. Whore.” He stepped back, brushing water droplets from his shirt. He looked back at Aubree. “Wash yourself! Now! Little pig!”

Aubree slowly stepped beneath the cold water. She ran her hands over her goosebump covered flesh. Her teeth chattered. I’m freezing… She bent forward, allowing the cold water to run over her exposed buttocks…. Washing away the filth. I’m Fuck Toy… whore…pig…slut…

Juan leaned against the doorway. His eyes roamed over the nude teenager as she scrubbed herself beneath the cold water. Her nipples were hard and protruding. He could see the goosebumps rising over her bare flesh. He watched as she turned away from him. Her buttocks looked firm… tight… as she bent forward, he stared at her tight sphincter which seemed to wink at him. Voy a poner mi pene en allí.

Aubree continued to scrub herself. She gritted her teeth against the bitter cold water. She knew what was coming next and she wanted to delay it as long as possible. She made a show of washing herself thoroughly.

Finally, Juan stepped forward and turned off the water. “That’s enough, American whore.”

Aubree took a step backwards. She crossed her arms over her breasts and stared down at her bare toes. The sound of water dripping was loud in the silent room. Juan stared at her. Aubree’s heart pounded in her chest. She looked up at him and realized her complete helplessness... Taking a shot in the dark, Aubree ventured, “I’m tired. I need sleep.”

Juan smiled. “No. Not yet… filthy whore.”

Aubree suddenly needed to pee. “I’m really tired, Juan. And cold… I think I’m…”

Juan waved his hand in the air. “Shut up, slut.”

Aubree fell silent. Her heart pounded. “Please, Juan… I ….”

Juan smiled. “Get on all fours… Like a dog… bend over…”

Tears started in Aubree’s eyes. “Why… Why?”

Juan grinned. “You know… filthy whore…”

Aubree bit her bottom lip. She looked at Juan with pleading eyes. “Please… don‘t call me those names.” Dolphins…

He shook his head. “Shut up and get on your hands and knees. Stick that tight little ass in the air. I’m going to fuck you like the American whore you are.” Puedo controlar ahora. Prostituta. “In your ass.”

Aubree considered her options. She glanced nervously over Juan’s shoulder. “What about dean Smith? Where is he? Does he know you’re doing this to me?” She thought of screaming for help.

Juan laughed. “He’s drunk and passed out, stupid cunt. He knows nothing.” He stepped towards her. “Now, get on your hands and knees.” He raised his fist and appeared to be about to strike her. “NOW!!!”

Aubree swallowed hard. She slowly sank to her hands and knees. “Please don’t do this, Juan. Let me suck you. Okay?” She looked over her shoulder. Tears ran down her cheeks.

Juan shrugged. “Okay, whore. Let’s see how good that mouth works.” He unzipped his trousers and pulled out his cock.

Aubree gasped as she looked at Juan’s penis. Only beginning to stiffen, it was already at least nine inches. It was huge and growing by the second. He walked around and stood in front of her. She stared up at him.

Juan grabbed his growing erection and thrust it against her mouth. “Open up, slut.” Putita.

Aubree parted her lips and allowed Juan to slip his cock into her mouth. She gagged as he inserted himself fully. The bulbous head of his cock hit the back of her throat. He thrust against her.

“You have one minute to suck me off, bitch. If you fail, I will put it in your filthy little ass. One way or another…” De una forma u otra. Juan grinned.

Aubree started sucking. She pressed her lips tightly on his thick shaft. Her tongue raced across his now fully erect cock. She moved her head up and down. She made exaggerated slurping noises. Please cum… please cum… She cupped his large testicles in her palm, massaging them. Please cum… please!!!

Juan’s eyes rolled back in his head. He closed his eyes and sighed. Grabbing Aubree’s hair, he pushed his cock completely into her mouth. He began to pump. He was face fucking her. I’m fucking your face, American whore… mi esclava sexual…

Aubree pulled his cock out of her mouth and started stroking him vigorously with her hand. Please cum… Please cum!!! She took him back into her lips. Her head bobbed up and down. I have an eyelash in my eye… I’m Fuck Toy… She looked up at Juan. Please cum!!! He was staring down at her. He tapped his wrist watch. “You’re out of time, whore.”

Aubree allowed his cock to slip out of her mouth and down her chin. “No… give me another minute!” She gripped his penis and pulled him towards her mouth.

Juan shook his head. “No. Your mouth isn’t working for me. You American whores don’t know how to suck dick. You’re too pampered and spoiled. I think the only way I can get satisfaction will be with your ass. Your ass can’t complain or beg…” He laughed and backhanded her savagely. “Turn around and spread your cheeks.”

Aubree felt ill as she held her hand over her cheek. “No, Juan. Please… you’re too big. Let me try to make you cum in my mouth. Okay?” She stared at his now fully erect penis. It was at least twelve inches and as hard as a rock.

Juan placed a foot on her forehead. “No. I think not.” He gave her a hard push causing her to collapse onto the floor in a fetal position. He laughed. “That’s right. American whore. You lay there. Flat on your stomach.” Filthy little dog…

Aubree rolled onto her stomach and lay flat on the cold wet floor. She watched Juan out of her peripheral vision as he pulled his trousers off. He stood over her for a moment, stroking his stiff cock. “Spread your butt. Now!!”

Aubree slowly pulled her buttocks apart. “Please, Juan. Don’t make me…” She stopped in mid sentence as Juan knelt down on top of her. He spat into his palm and greased his cock. Aubree shuddered. “Please don’t… you’re too big…”

Juan placed the tip of his engorged penis on her tight little opening. “Stop begging, whore. I will fuck you in the ass. If you knew how to suck cock this wouldn’t have to happen.” He thrust himself fully into her small hole. “Whore.”

Aubree screamed. The pain was intense as Juan pumped her tight anus… “Stop! Please… It’s too big!!!” It hurts… “Ow!!  Stop!! Ow!! It hurts!!! Please stop!!!”

Juan laughed at the helpless girl’s pleading. “Shut up. Stupid little whore.”

Aubree tried to push him away. “Ouch! Stop it!!! Please, Juan!!! It’s too big. Stop!!!” She gritted her teeth. “Please don’t put it all the way in… please!”

Juan continued to thrust. Harder and harder against her jiggling butt. He smiled as she tried to push him away. He slapped her hands away. “Take it, whore. Your ass is mine now!” He pulled her buttocks apart and pushed deeper.

Aubree squealed in pain. “Ouch.. Oh… AAAAH…. Stop it! Please! You’re too big!” Water dripped down her back. “Please!!” She tried again to push him away. “Are you ready to cum? Please take it out. Cum in my mouth. Okay?”

Juan remained silent. He continued to push himself in and out of her butt. Stupid little American tramp… slut…

Aubree was crying like a little child. “Ouch!!! Ohhh!!! Stop!! Please!” Each thrust of his penis felt like a missile in her rectum. “Pleasssse!!!” I need to use the bathroom… His thick cock continued to pump her ass making her feel like crapping.

Juan pushed her face against floor. “I’m going to cum now, bitch. I am going to shoot into your ass.”

Aubree screamed in pain. “Please! Yes! Please cum!” Just stop fucking me!

Juan sucked in air and pressed her buttocks together against his shaft. “I’m cumming now!” He exploded into her rectum. “Uggghhhhhhh….” After several seconds, Juan collapsed on top of her. The final spurts of semen sprayed into her tight opening. He slowly pulled his large cock out of the quivering girl’s ass. His cock was slick with blood and semen… He laughed. “In my country we have a saying… Un clavo grande en un pequeño agujero es siempre un ajuste apretado.” He stood up and looked down at her. “You are a very small hole.”

Aubree continued to lay face down on the floor. She watched as Juan pulled on his trousers. Please go away…

After he buckled his pants, Juan stood with his hands on his hips. He stared down at the nude teenager. “It is my understanding that you will be with us until Thursday. You should be ready for this again… I become lustful often.” He leaned forward and grabbed Aubree’s elbow. “Stand up now, whore. Stop your whimpering. Let’s get you back to your room. I think you have some shit to clean up…”

Aubree cried as Juan led her forcefully down the hallway.

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To be continued….