ABBYS ORGASM

Abby knew she was gorgeous. It told in the way she moved, the confident swing of the hips and jaunty spring in her step. Long blonde hair cascaded over her shoulders and she looked the epitome of fresh-faced youth. Her little skirts and tight trousers emphasised her curves and bumps in all the right places. In short all the boys wanted her, but she wasn't putting out to any of them.

James was the swot. Pimply and freckled, studying long and hard maintaining his A grade average. What you couldn't see about James was his huge cock under his plain trousers. James nursed his secret well, taking it out and paying streetwalkers to exercise it occasionally and allow the release of his pent up spunk.

James and Abby weren't friends; in fact they barely knew each other. Abby hung with the ‘beautiful people' whilst James kept himself to himself…….. until that day in the library.

At 18 Abby and James had nearly finished their school days. Like other students they often retired to the library to use the computers in final preparations for their exams. That one day that Abby strayed from her studies is the day James took ownership of Abby and her body.

He had wandered into the library to revise and spotted Abby looking red faced and tense across the room. It was unusual for this graceful creature to look anything other than perfectly serene. It aroused his curiosity and he moved in for a closer look. He drifted behind her in an unobtrusive fashion, and could barely contain a stifled gasp as he looked at the monitor screen. There, in glorious technicolour were pictures of men and women in all sorts of fuck poses! An orgy was taking place on Abby's screen and she was frantically clicking the close button. Desperately trying to conceal any evidence of her investigations.

She looked up and he caught her eye. Abby flushed a bright red and almost whimpered ‘I can't close it' her eyes were filling with tears. The implications of using the college computers for anything like this were severe.

James looked at her, feeling pity. Then as she smothered a sob, her bosom heaved and her perky tits jiggled. The pity faded and James saw a mutually beneficial solution.

‘I could close it' he told her

‘Oh would you?' the gratitude and relief showed in her face

‘For a price' he smirked

Her face changed and he could see the panic setting in. The librarian was starting across the library to replace books on shelves. Soon she would be close enough to see the evidence for herself. Abby took a deep breath.

‘How much?' she asked

‘Not exactly how much' intoned James, ‘You have to agree to do anything I ask, for the next 2 weeks'

‘Like what though?' Abby was confused but could see where the conversation was going.

‘Yes or No Abby, it's your choice, but that librarian will be here within 30 seconds, it's your choice.'

‘Ok yes' she almost squealed

James shut the screen down in seconds, almost gleeful that Abby wasn't as bright as she liked to pretend. A trained chimp could have shut it down faster than her.

The librarian passed behind them without a second glance. Abby breathed again and looked at James with a face filled with abject misery.

‘So what do you want?' she enquired

‘Meet me tonight at 7, on the corner of Jackson Street. Wear something flashy. Cut off top and short skirt should be acceptable. Don't bother with underwear, you won't need it'

Abby looked shocked and was about to argue, when James broke his bombshell to her. ‘It's worth remembering Abby; you need a log on name and password to access these computers. At any point in time I can tell the appropriate body when and what you were looking at. All they need to do is pull up your log and you've been busted. See you at 7 gorgeous.'

Abby looked at him and sighed. A barely perceivable nod of the head affirmed the arrangement. James smiled to himself and left the library.

Later that evening James pulled his car up to the kerb of the arranged meeting place. There was no sign of Abby yet. But she would be here, he had no doubt. He leaned back in his seat and waited. At 5 past 7 a slightly less perky Abby turned the corner, dressed, externally at least, in the fashion he ‘d instructed. He leaned across and opened the car door for her ‘Get in'. Nothing else, an order from him, obeyed by her.

She jumped into the car, as she slipped in he caught a flash of a white gusset. No matter, he'd deal with that later!

Quickly he pulled away from the kerb and drove to the outer limits of the city. Abby was looking all the time for something that would tell her what he had in mind. She knew he wanted to fuck, and was prepared for that. She'd rather she didn't have to lose her virginity to this spotty geek, but it couldn't be that bad surely? She'd cope.

After about a half hour drive they pulled into a car park. It seemed to be deserted,

‘Get out' he ordered her. Abby followed his instructions.

Without warning James was around her side of the car locking her wrists into a set of handcuffs. Abbey started to worry then. Oh my God! What if he was a maniac and was going to kill her?

As if reading her mind, James reassured her. ‘Don't worry; I'm not going to hurt you, not permanently anyway. You'll leave here perfectly intact, and I'll take you home later' Abby was marginally reassured.

James gagged her and signalled to her to remove her shoes. He then led her into the forest in her bare feet. She felt so stupid, being led around like a pet. The broken branches dug her feet and she skipped and jumped to keep up. After what seemed a lifetime James seemed to have reached his destination. He took her cuffed wrists and hooked them over a branch poking out above her head. She had to stand on tiptoes to stop her wrists hurting. Her face rested against the rough bark of the tree and she wondered what was coming next.

James started to speak then. ‘Ok Abby, you must have guessed by now, I want to fuck you. I want to take my fuck off huge cock and ram it into your little tight holes. ALL of them! I don't really care if you cry or scream, it just makes me hornier. If you speak to me you will address me as Master, or Sir. After we have finished I have a little business proposition for you. But first I want to break you in'

Abby's mind was in turmoil, business propositions? He had her tied to a tree and he was talking business propositions? Dear God, was the man insane? Abby was engrossed in her thoughts and never heard the swish of his hand as it was raised before connecting with her ass. She squealed through the gag and tears sprung to her eyes.

‘Consider this spanking as a punishment, and a taster for future reference should you dare to disobey me again! I asked you to NOT wear underwear, and you appear in virginal white panties! Will you disobey me again?'

Abby made no move, and another stinging slap landed across her already sore ass. Quickly she shook her head.

‘Good girl' He soothed. ‘I'll just finish these six and that'll be over, and we can get down to the real stuff' Harshly and without pity he finished her punishment. The tears of pain and humiliation were streaming down her face when he finished. He slipped his hands between her legs and felt the moist patch on her panties. James grinned to himself, he knew it! These bitches were all the same, they all liked to be told how to act at the end of the day.

James reached up and unhooked Abby's hands. Roughly he shoved her to her knees and slipped off her gag. Abby opened her mouth to say something, but before she had a chance he rammed his monster into her dry gap. A muffled groan escaped her but there was no opportunity for words as he started to slide his huge tool between her lips and into her throat. He sliced deeper and deeper in, adding another inch with every thrust. He used her hair as a weapon, grabbing thick clumps and pulling her onto his cock. He felt her choke as he passed her gag reflex, and then he was down, sliding his 10 inch fuckstick into her warm welcoming mouth. It was no good, weeks of pent up cum exploded down her throat, sliding in a warm slippery mess to her stomach. He quickly withdrew his cock and ordered her to lick it clean. Surprisingly she didn't even protest. God she was amazing, his cock was already hard again.

‘On your back bitch' he ordered, and Abby, finding out the true nature of her personality obliged with no protest. He quickly yanked her panties from her and spread her legs wide. Sure enough the bitch was dripping.

‘You dirty little slut!' he exclaimed ‘You're soaking wet, you can't wait for me to ram it in you can you?'

‘No Sir' she whimpered. James felt a satisfaction as his bitch, because that was clearly what she was now, addressed him as Sir. He parted her wet labia and used a finger to probe into her moist slit. Her clit was standing tall and proud, and glistened with her juices, quickly he flicked his tongue over it, making her sigh with pleasure. His tongue tickled and tantalised her, darting in and out of all her musky crevices.

She started to wriggle, and then suddenly panicked ‘Oh Sir, why does it feel funny? I can feel it! It's all hot down my legs, like I'm going to explode. What's happening to me?' James was beside himself with pleasure, he was going to witness this girls first ever orgasm! How lucky could he get?

‘Abby. That's an orgasm, and it's betraying you! You think you hate being tied and made to do things, but your body gives you away. Orgasms only happen in the height of pleasure. If I let you orgasm it makes you my bitch. I can do it to you again and again, and make you feel this good whenever I want, and whenever I feel you've earned it, are you ready to be my bitch?'

‘Oh God Oh yes Sir, just make this feeling happen again for me'

James went back to his tonguing, ‘Is that good you little slut? Scream for me bitch'

Abby needed no encouragement, the feelings intensified and James pushed a finger into her dump cunt, feeling her barrier. It was enough for Abby and she had her first huge orgasm

‘Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh Godddd yesssssss I want it I want you' Her hips bucked and her whole being shook as the climax took over her young body.

Gently she came back down and looked at James with a new respect.

‘Thank you Sir, I want to be your bitch; I want to make you happy, teach me how to be your slut Sir?

James looked at his Abbyslut with a smile.

‘Yes Abbyslut, you can be my sexslave, but it means obeying me without question and being willing to learn, however much it hurts. Can you do that?'

‘Oh yes Sir, I want it more than anything'

James and Abby looked at each other, the master and his slut. He uncuffed her wrists and cradled her in his arms.

‘Ok then my pet. You're all mine and you're gonna love it'

Abby didn't reply, she was too grateful to her master to do anything than sigh contentedly.

James continued to cradle Abby until her orgasm shuddered to a finish. Then he smoothed her hair from her forehead, whispering and comforting her. She sighed with contentment. James couldn't believe his luck. How fortunate could he be?

He blackmailed a beautiful girl into letting him take advantage of her, witnessed her first real orgasm and now she was his willing slave! He must be blessed, he felt laughter at the irony of the whole situation.

'Ok' he started abruptly. 'Lets see if you're as good as your word, come on Abbyslut, take the rest of your clothes off for me you dirty whore.'

Abby stood falteringly in front of her Lord and Master... Her eyes darted around and she looked nervous, but she was fully aware of what she'd agreed to. Slowly she peeled off her top, and dropped her little pleated skirt. James looked on appreciatively.


'Hands behind your head slut' he ordered 'lets have a good look at you.' Abby did as commanded. Her breasts stood out pert and young. Her nipples like hard bullets from the cold breeze. 'Turn for me cumdump'. Abby turned all the way around. 'Now jump up and down fuckslave' Her tits jiggled perkily as a crimson wave of embarrassment washed over her.

James rose and circled around her. A flick of his hand and her bare breasts burned at his slap. Abby cried out loudly. He grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her head back, hissing in her ear 'Shut the fuck up you whore, Unless I tell you I don't want to hear a sound from you. Get it?' No answer was forthcoming, so he yanked her head further back and used his other hand to pinch her nipple almost blue 'Get it now?' Her head bobbed a yes as much as the tight hold would allow. 'Good girl. Now you're getting the hang of it' A tear escaped the corner of Abby's eye. James quickly poked his tongue out and licked it from her face. 'I love the taste of tears, and I'm sure there'll be more soon'

James led Abby back to her original tree. He bent her over embracing the trunk, and then looped the cuffs around the back, ensuring Abby couldn't go anywhere. Her cute ass poked up in the air lewdly. Inviting anyone to touch, feel, spank, beat, torment, torture or simply fuck it. Abby's face leaned against the rough bark, it simply served to accentuate the explicit torture James had planned. James seemed to walk away a little. Abby panicked and called out 'Don't leave me James!'

James grinned... he had the perfect excuse to beat the little slut now. Just as he'd planned. He heaved a dramatic sigh. 'Abby, Abby, Abby, what did I tell you? Now I'll have to punish you for speaking, or you'll try it again and again!'

Abby whimpered in fear and expectation 'I'm so sorry Sir, I was scared though'

'Get used to it whore, you'll be feeling fear a lot in future' James told her, almost sounding bored. Abby couldn't see the smile plastered across his face.

James wandered around a little more. Abby, secured tightly to her tree couldn't see what he was doing. Eventually he found what he was looking for. A fearsome looking length of birch branch, starting as a broad base, tapering off to a whippy end. James took his pocketknife and sliced off all the leaves and twigs, making an effective and extremely painful whip. Silently he approached Abby and in a split second raised the birch and brought it crashing down across Abbys butt. Abby let out a bloodcurdling scream, mixing pain and shock. Tears cascaded down her face as James told her exactly what he was going to do.

'Right you fucking dog, here is the agenda for my birch. I had planned on 10 strokes, but after that little outburst I'm raising it to 20. You'll also be gagged, so as not to disturb the local wildlife. You can cry as much as you like though. I love to watch the tears falling down your face.'

James readied Abby for her beating, gagging her tightly, so not so much as a murmur could escape her lips. Then he positioned himself to get the best possible swing. WHACK, the birch came crashing down on Abby's naked behind, she stiffened and he heard the low growl of pain in her throat. He could barely contain his glee. After that James became a man possessed. Each stroke became harder and harder as he became accustomed to the feel of the birch. His cock poked painfully in front of him, knowing that soon it would feel the cunt walls of this tight bitch.

On the fifteenth stroke James realised Abby was near collapse. He ran his hands over the welts criss-crossing her ass.

'OK Abby, your ass has had enough' He felt her sigh with relief and then dropped his bombshell 'Now it's time for your tits' He felt the panic set in, but her strength was no match for his and he quickly loosened her cuffs, whipped her around and hooked her hands, encased in the cuffs over the branch above her head again. Her beaten ass rubbed painfully against the rough bark of the tree. Once again he positioned himself, and let rip. Shouting the number of the stroke as he applied them. 'ONE' hit the undersides of her breasts, 'TWO' and her flesh above the nipples turned rosy pink, 'THREE' a direct connection with her left nipple made her legs dance in pain 'FOUR' the right nipple joined it's partner in blushing. 'Ok Abby... One stroke left... where will I put it?' He trailed the birch across her sore, naked body. Running it up and down her firm torso, dragging it between her damp thighs, noting the moisture trickling down her legs. 'Well well cumslut, what do we have here? Could it be that you're turned on? Abby's eyes were wide with terror. But he knew and so did she, that Abby was beyond pain now, it took her to a place where pleasure and pain merged and became one, lighting her senses and warming her innermost regions. He smiled and took aim, CRACK, the birch made contact with the pink soft flesh of her cunt lips. Abby saw stars, as her pussy exploded in pain and pleasure.

James unhooked Abby's hands and made her stand and circle for him. He marvelled at the raised red welts across her body, tracing them with his fingertips, reminding her of place in his life. 'My slut, my spunkdump' all the time Abby watched him adoringly, aware of how good he could make her feel.

Roughly he chucked her to the floor. Laying her flat on the rough forest mulch. 'Open your legs bitch, time to break it for you' Abby opened wide obediently. James rubbed his cock up and down her slit, feeling the wetness. He slipped the first inch or so into her tight cunt, pushing onwards until he found the barrier he was looking for. 'Ready slut? Ready to become mine completely?' Abby nodded hard, James wanted to hear her say the words though, and removed her gag. Her mouth was red raw from it's tightness.

'Yes Sir, I want to be yours' Abby gasped.

It was all James needed, and plunged his remaining seven inches into Abby's virgin hole. He felt resistance as he hit her hymen, then it gave and he felt her gasp. His whole length bored into her, punching into her cervix, making her cry out and open her eyes wide in surprise. He kept moving, in and out, taking long strokes, making sure she felt every inch as he fucked her. Gradually, Abby stopped feeling the pain and started to feel something else, it was that same feeling as before, an orgasm, her master called it. She could feel it building inside of her, making her legs hot and tingly. This was why she gave herself to him. He made her feel so good inside.

'Cum for me slut, let me feel you do it, come on you cheap whore, do it!' He shouted at her.

'Oh God yes Master!' and with that Abby exploded as her Master pumped his spunk into her tight little cunt. She could feel him throbbing, matching her ecstasy with his. Abby went limp under him, and he raised himself onto his elbow, grinning.

'So who do you belong to cunt?'

'You Sir' was Abby's only reply.

'Good girl, one more hole to go now, to make you truly mine' Abby looked at James puzzled, 'I'll show you later slut' he told her, already planning his next onslaught...

Abby curled into her Masters arms, sore and bruised but utterly contented. Cum oozed from her cunt, and James leaned down and scooped some to her lips. Abby ate as though she'd had nothing for a week. For a while they simply lay there, him feeding his cum to the slut.

After a while James started to massage her pussy again, gently kneading the bruised flesh, watching her wince from time to time when he squeezed a little too hard. He slipped his finger into the tender moist flesh and probed about inside, feeling her swollen cunt walls contracting around his finger. Almost imperceptibly, he added another finger, and then another. Abby started flinch a little from the intrusion, quickly he slapped her face, reminding her of her vow as his slave. To take and accept the pain he gave her, in return for her orgasms. Abby relaxed and allowed his onward exploration of her cunt.

Indulging himself, he added a fourth finger, and then puzzled, wondered if a newly broken in pussy could take a fist. Well, now was a good time to try. She was slippery wet from both of their juices, so lubrication wouldn't be a problem. He looked at her spitefully, hissing 'You fucking slut, lets see what you can take.' And simply pressed his thumb in next to the rest of his hand. With no thought to her discomfort he rammed his fist into her cunt. She bucked and cried out but he took no heed of her. After all, she was nothing but a slut, there to please him. He hammered into her pussy, almost lifting her on his fist. Her poor body writhed and squirmed in a combination of agony and ecstasy. His free hand tweaked and pulled on her nipples. In his mind he made a mental checklist of 'essentials' he must acquire soon, clamps for her pussy, clit and nipples. Some pins for that exquisite torture, candles, butt plugs and some vibrators. Jeez, that would set him back a bit, but it would be worth it. Although thinking about it… he had an idea on that, but that could wait until later.

He was aware that Abby was reaching a climax again, and stopped abruptly. 'Time for your next lesson whore' he spat 'You ONLY cum when I give you permission, so you better beg you cheap slut.' By now Abby was frenzied, barely able to take it all in, but she heard his words and whimpered aloud.

'Oh God, Oh please Master, let me feel it again, I need it so bad.' She pleaded with him.

'Not until you do something for me fuckslut, face me bitch, and tell me how much you adore me'

'Oh my Lord, I love you so much, I just want to serve you. I'll do anything for you.'

'Good slut, then I'll tell you. In a moment, I'm going to take your final hole, and then you'll belong to me in entirety. Then, as of tomorrow, we need to go shopping for some supplies, after all, how can I own you if you have no lasting reminders of me? The thing is it'll cost me quite a lot to buy these supplies so I need a source of income. That's where you come in. You're gonna learn to be a hooker. Don't argue or plead with me. I've decided. You'll be a prostitute and I'll be your pimp. Understood?'

'Y….Yes Sir, but, but, but…….'

'Abby! I told you! NO arguments! Turn over on your belly. I'm going to teach you once and for all how it works now.'

Abby slipped tentatively onto her belly, aware of her sore nipples from their earlier thrashing. Quickly and adeptly James brought his full hand down on her, already bruised and tender ass. He gave her six sharp, stinging blows as the tears cascaded down Abby's face. James was in heaven, the tears made his soft prick rise once again.

Laughing out loud at her pain he asked again 'Do you understand slut?'

'Yes Sir, I'm you're hooker Sir.'

'Thank fuck we got that straight!' and with that he heaved her up onto all fours and plunged his hand right back into her sopping cunt. The pounding resumed and Abby started to groan as her orgasm began.

'Please Sir please let me cum?'

'Ok Abbyslut, this time we wont make you wait for long, since you're still learning. You can cum whore.' Abby's orgasm came crashing over her and she groaned and shouted as the feelings overtook her once again. James could feel her cunt pulsating and contracting around his clenched fist. He held his fist still until the throbbing subsided, then whipped it from her, leaving her feeling bereft and lonely. Abby moved to turn around, but James stilled her and said 'Not yet my little cumslut, it's time for me to have some fun. Stay where you are.' He slid her juices up to her ass and started massaging them into her tight hole. Every so often he would slip in a fingertip making Abby gasp at the sudden sting. Fuck! Her ass was seriously tight! It made her cunt look positively slack in comparison. He wondered if he'd actually get his huge cock into that tiny hole, but then dismissed the thought, if it didn't fit, well, he'd make it!

He stretched her puckered ass until it could take a couple of fingers then moved in for the final conquest. Carefully, with precision he lined his monstrous cock head up to Abby's ass. Slowly he pushed it, trying to get past her tight ring. He thought he was going to fail in this final quest until, suddenly, and without warning, his helmet slipped through the barrier and into her anus. Abby started puffing at the sudden pain, but managed not to cry out of speak. Now what to do? Should he give it gently inch by inch, or should he ram the whole thing straight into the depths of her bowels?

Carefully he pushed a couple of inches into her, but he needed to hear her pain, so abruptly he rammed the whole giant ten inches into her tight ass. Abby screamed at the onslaught, and started to cry profusely. James wiped the tears from her face and licked them from his fingers. My God that was so good! He reached under her and grasped her pert tits, squeezing them nastily, causing her more pain. He pinched her nipples, making them throb in agony when he released them and let the blood rush back into them. He slid his hand down to her cunt…… the final test, did Abby like this pain? The simple answer was obviously yes! Her pussy was dripping, her own cum ran down her thighs, dripping like a tap. It was all James needed, and mercilessly he started to move in her ass, sliding his whole tool out to it's tip, then plunging it back into her warm depths. The onslaught continued, his balls slamming against her outer pussy. Occasionally he slapped her raw ass cheeks, adding to the welts and bruises he'd already inflicted upon the tender young flesh

On and on he pounded, beads of sweat littered his forehead. He could feel every inch of her, it was so tight! Without warning his orgasm crept up on him. 'I'm cumming slut, I'm cumming. I'm gonna dump this load in you whore, you little spunkdump' he informed her, on and on of her status to him. In the end he couldn't hold on anymore, with a howl of triumph he let rip with a huge wad of cum into her virgin ass. It trickled out around the edges, dripping over his own balls. Well she could bloody clean that up for a start! He took his cock from her, and offered it to her. Abby gently lifted it into her soft mouth……. After all, that was what she was there for.