Pauls Toy again ( Demi.toy26 part 24)
2nd Jul 2009
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Hi, Demi here. Monday and I sneaked out of the house to head off to my dance/exercise class and then to Lucys. I was wondering what to say as I was sure she would notice something was wrong. There was no need to sneak, as it turned out, Jake had left for work and Jodi and the kids were out too. I still wasn’t sure if everything about last night was for real.
My class went well, and soon my internal aches were replaced by external ones. The instructor even said that I was getting good at the erotic dance routines and my general fitness had improved no end.
At Lucys, I stripped off outside, as usual and went in, where my hands were bound and I was hung from the ceiling, toy 2 started rubbing oils into my body and soon I was relaxing until she touched the inside of my thigh. I cried out and tensed, toy 2 called 1 over and she shone a torch between my legs, sneering, she called Lucy and I felt nervous waiting, suspended there as she approached. She and 1 had a brief chat and then the torch was shone on my thighs and pussy by 1 as Lucy inspected me closely, after she had finished, she told 1 to check my bottom also. Afterwards, Lucy stood in front of me, flanked by 1 and 2, hands on her hips, she said “well 3, do you have a confession?” not knowing what to do, I told her nearly everything about the weekend. The mistake Chelsey made about me and her partner, that I hadn’t let him fuck me, and that she didn’t believe me, the spiked drink at the club, waking up with my dress in disarray and my pussy feeling strange, but denying any memories about what had happened. I was lucky as Lucy seemed to reconsider and decide not to punish me. She told me that the bruises around my bottom and on the insides of my thighs, showed that I had been fucked, extremely hard and by lots more than one person, in both holes. She arranged for a thorough examination (one of her slaves was a doctor) and for a morning after pill. She told me I was lucky that Ken wasn’t in a hurry to fuck me today as the bruises were too noticeable, but, with my tan, they would soon blend in more. She added that if I ever did anything like that again, she would tell him!
I was going to be needed by her to “help” at a charity party she was holding on Saturday evening, so I had to sort out that I would be available. Apart from that and the rest of my classes, my week would be pretty free. As it turned out, that was not the case, Kens brother, Paul, had other ideas! Part of my fitness regime now, would be to park up at Lucys and jog to my classes and back after, to warm up and down so that the extra time could be used in class.
I didn’t here from anyone until Thursday, when Pauls text arrived telling me where to be, when and what to wear! At home, neither Jake nor Jodi had said anything about Sunday, so I was beginning to believe that, at least some of it may have been my imagination, although I knew the rest of the weekend wasn’t and would, probably, never know how many people had screwed me.
Thursday afternoon and I was waiting in a lay by, roof down, catching some sun, when Paul pulled up beside me in his car. He drove to the middle of the rest area and I got a text from him telling me to walk towards his car and the toilets, slowly so he could see if my outfit was suitable. I got out and started to walk to him. I knew almost all male eyes would be on me, the area was busy and full of lorries and reps and I was dressed to attract attention. A tiny, white, flared skirt that only just covered my bottom, a clingy, white lycra, boob tube type top that showed my nipples and rings clearly, white, over the knee, stockings and white high heel sandals, a tiny white thong was my only underwear. As I walked, I knew each bouncing stride would give the people behind me a glimpse of my bottom. As I got to his car, he signalled me to turn around, so I twirled, allowing my skirt to rise and reveal my thong covered pussy, then he signalled for me to walk away. I retraced my steps back to my car, when I got there, I got a text from him telling me to remove my panties and drop them into the car. I reached up under my skirt and, bending slightly at the waist to afford him a good view of my pussy and bum, slowly peeled the thong off and, holding my arm straight out over my car, dropped the minute item onto the drivers seat, he flashed his lights and texted me to walk back. As I did this again, I noticed that my nipples had gotten harder and were even more prominent than before (God I must’ve been turning into an exhibitionist, I could even feel myself getting damp between the legs) every bloke there was watching me now, wondering what was going to happen next. I went through the same routine, walking up to Pauls car, twirling around, knowing that this time, my pussy and bottom were naked. My phone vibrated, another text from him, it said simply, show me ur tits, so I stood facing him and pulled the tiny top down, exposing my twin, firm mounds for him and anyone else in viewing range. He nodded and I pulled the top back up, with his hands he signalled for me to show him by bum, so I turned and bent over, flipping the back of my skirt up, exposing my buttocks, all the time I was feeling hornier (this sort of thing works great on the mind for me), as I stood up and faced him once more he signalled for me to show my pussy, so like a common whore, I reached down and raised the front of my dress with both hands to expose myself for him, he signalled to raise it higher, so I lifted it until all of my pubic area was on show. Surprisingly, no horns were sounded, all the others watching seemed drawn into the moment. The next text told me to walk to the toilets and wait outside, which I did, a couple of blokes who walked past into the gents asked me how much, I told them, honestly, that I wasn’t a whore, they looked like they didn’t believe me, and who could blame them, but didn’t ask again.
Paul walked up to me and took hold of me and began kissing and groping me outside the toilets, his hands going under my skirt, and pulling down my top, all the while snogging me until I was gasping, suddenly he pulled away and, holding me by my wrist, dragged me into the Gents behind him. I tottered in on my heels, my breasts still on show, one of the men who had passed me was stood at the urinals, he turned to leer at me. Paul said “on your knees cunt and suck on this”, cupping his penis on the outside of his trousers. I knelt meekly and unzipped him, bringing him to hardness with my hands, before beginning to work on him with my lips and mouth. Soon, his cock was buried deep in my throat and, holding me head, he began to screw my face, I heard a cubicle door opening behind me (the other man I guessed) and Paul said to them both, feel free to cop a hand full if you want, she a real slapper this one, her old man aint giving her enough cock so she picks up blokes all the time, don’t you? Allowing his cock to slip from my lips I nodded and said yes, then I began sucking on it again as I felt 2 pairs of hands begin to explore my breasts, pinching and pulling my nipples until I was panting with the need to climax. Realising I was near, Paul told me to get up and bend over, I did it straight away and, as he gripped my hips and shoved his penis straight inside my hungry pussy, I was rewarded with a massive orgasm, crying out and begging him not to stop, as he began to screw me, still calling me names in front of the 2 strangers, I heard him tell them that they could feed me their cocks too if they wanted, Paul pulled me away from the side of the cubicle far enough for one of the men to stand in front of me, his willy out and hard, pointing at my face, Paul pulled my hair and I gasped at the pain but opened my lips far enough for the stranger to slip his penis into my mouth and, after only a couple of thrusts, fill my throat with his semen. The other man was masturbating beside me and as I looked over, began to climax himself, his seed spraying all over my, running into my eyes and hair, at the same time I climaxed again, crying out at the strength of it. I managed to clear some of the semen from my eyes and, as I looked around, I saw there were more men stood watching me get fucked publicly, some of them were masturbating, their wiilys looking angry and red as they tugged at them, Paul was urging them to cum over the slut, as he carried on screwing me. One by one, I found myself being splattered with semen, as the men moved in to cum on me. Then I heard Paul begin to grunt and felt his cock slip out of my pussy, as I begged him to put it back, I felt him slide it between my buttocks and, in one swift movement, penetrate my bum, crying out as he started to screw me there, I felt him begin to slow down, his willy growing in me and then, jerking inside my bottom, he began to empty his sperm inside me, as he did, one last man came in front of me, I turned my face up to try and capture some of his semen in my mouth as Pauls filled my insides. Then with a satisfied grunt, Paul pulled out of me and said “thanks, slag, see you soon” and walked out, leaving me still leaning against the cubicle wall, my skirt up over my back, my boob tube down, exposing my breasts, the top half of me covered in strangers cum, I could feel it dripping off me, matting my hair, still obscuring my vision, I stood up unsteadily, pulling my top up and made my way to the ladies toilets, when I got inside there, I looked at what I had become and began trying to make myself look presentable, I did the best I could but had to wash my hair and top while I was there, which meant I left with my top soaked as well as my hair, still, I supposed that everyone had seen plenty of me already so a see through top wouldn’t really matter. When I got back to my car, my panties were gone, meaning that, on the drive home, I would have to suffer Pauls cum leaking out of my bum and onto my seat!
I learned that Paul was into anal sex and public humiliation, so whenever he took me out I knew I would end up somewhere public and, if there were any about, I would have strangers touching me up, or have me sucking their penises, once, in a picnic area, he had a really large group masturbate over me, while I was laying on a picnic bench (I was naked as he would always offer for me to keep some clothes on, but it was easier for me to clean after if I stripped) while they coated me with their semen after Paul had roughly used me, most seemed to want to climax in my face and hair but some covered my breasts and a good few made sure my pussy was soaked with cum too.
When I got home, the drive had dried out my clothes although my hair made me look like a wild woman, still only Jodi and the kids were in so I would have time to freshen up before Jake got home.
Demi x
My class went well, and soon my internal aches were replaced by external ones. The instructor even said that I was getting good at the erotic dance routines and my general fitness had improved no end.
At Lucys, I stripped off outside, as usual and went in, where my hands were bound and I was hung from the ceiling, toy 2 started rubbing oils into my body and soon I was relaxing until she touched the inside of my thigh. I cried out and tensed, toy 2 called 1 over and she shone a torch between my legs, sneering, she called Lucy and I felt nervous waiting, suspended there as she approached. She and 1 had a brief chat and then the torch was shone on my thighs and pussy by 1 as Lucy inspected me closely, after she had finished, she told 1 to check my bottom also. Afterwards, Lucy stood in front of me, flanked by 1 and 2, hands on her hips, she said “well 3, do you have a confession?” not knowing what to do, I told her nearly everything about the weekend. The mistake Chelsey made about me and her partner, that I hadn’t let him fuck me, and that she didn’t believe me, the spiked drink at the club, waking up with my dress in disarray and my pussy feeling strange, but denying any memories about what had happened. I was lucky as Lucy seemed to reconsider and decide not to punish me. She told me that the bruises around my bottom and on the insides of my thighs, showed that I had been fucked, extremely hard and by lots more than one person, in both holes. She arranged for a thorough examination (one of her slaves was a doctor) and for a morning after pill. She told me I was lucky that Ken wasn’t in a hurry to fuck me today as the bruises were too noticeable, but, with my tan, they would soon blend in more. She added that if I ever did anything like that again, she would tell him!
I was going to be needed by her to “help” at a charity party she was holding on Saturday evening, so I had to sort out that I would be available. Apart from that and the rest of my classes, my week would be pretty free. As it turned out, that was not the case, Kens brother, Paul, had other ideas! Part of my fitness regime now, would be to park up at Lucys and jog to my classes and back after, to warm up and down so that the extra time could be used in class.
I didn’t here from anyone until Thursday, when Pauls text arrived telling me where to be, when and what to wear! At home, neither Jake nor Jodi had said anything about Sunday, so I was beginning to believe that, at least some of it may have been my imagination, although I knew the rest of the weekend wasn’t and would, probably, never know how many people had screwed me.
Thursday afternoon and I was waiting in a lay by, roof down, catching some sun, when Paul pulled up beside me in his car. He drove to the middle of the rest area and I got a text from him telling me to walk towards his car and the toilets, slowly so he could see if my outfit was suitable. I got out and started to walk to him. I knew almost all male eyes would be on me, the area was busy and full of lorries and reps and I was dressed to attract attention. A tiny, white, flared skirt that only just covered my bottom, a clingy, white lycra, boob tube type top that showed my nipples and rings clearly, white, over the knee, stockings and white high heel sandals, a tiny white thong was my only underwear. As I walked, I knew each bouncing stride would give the people behind me a glimpse of my bottom. As I got to his car, he signalled me to turn around, so I twirled, allowing my skirt to rise and reveal my thong covered pussy, then he signalled for me to walk away. I retraced my steps back to my car, when I got there, I got a text from him telling me to remove my panties and drop them into the car. I reached up under my skirt and, bending slightly at the waist to afford him a good view of my pussy and bum, slowly peeled the thong off and, holding my arm straight out over my car, dropped the minute item onto the drivers seat, he flashed his lights and texted me to walk back. As I did this again, I noticed that my nipples had gotten harder and were even more prominent than before (God I must’ve been turning into an exhibitionist, I could even feel myself getting damp between the legs) every bloke there was watching me now, wondering what was going to happen next. I went through the same routine, walking up to Pauls car, twirling around, knowing that this time, my pussy and bottom were naked. My phone vibrated, another text from him, it said simply, show me ur tits, so I stood facing him and pulled the tiny top down, exposing my twin, firm mounds for him and anyone else in viewing range. He nodded and I pulled the top back up, with his hands he signalled for me to show him by bum, so I turned and bent over, flipping the back of my skirt up, exposing my buttocks, all the time I was feeling hornier (this sort of thing works great on the mind for me), as I stood up and faced him once more he signalled for me to show my pussy, so like a common whore, I reached down and raised the front of my dress with both hands to expose myself for him, he signalled to raise it higher, so I lifted it until all of my pubic area was on show. Surprisingly, no horns were sounded, all the others watching seemed drawn into the moment. The next text told me to walk to the toilets and wait outside, which I did, a couple of blokes who walked past into the gents asked me how much, I told them, honestly, that I wasn’t a whore, they looked like they didn’t believe me, and who could blame them, but didn’t ask again.
Paul walked up to me and took hold of me and began kissing and groping me outside the toilets, his hands going under my skirt, and pulling down my top, all the while snogging me until I was gasping, suddenly he pulled away and, holding me by my wrist, dragged me into the Gents behind him. I tottered in on my heels, my breasts still on show, one of the men who had passed me was stood at the urinals, he turned to leer at me. Paul said “on your knees cunt and suck on this”, cupping his penis on the outside of his trousers. I knelt meekly and unzipped him, bringing him to hardness with my hands, before beginning to work on him with my lips and mouth. Soon, his cock was buried deep in my throat and, holding me head, he began to screw my face, I heard a cubicle door opening behind me (the other man I guessed) and Paul said to them both, feel free to cop a hand full if you want, she a real slapper this one, her old man aint giving her enough cock so she picks up blokes all the time, don’t you? Allowing his cock to slip from my lips I nodded and said yes, then I began sucking on it again as I felt 2 pairs of hands begin to explore my breasts, pinching and pulling my nipples until I was panting with the need to climax. Realising I was near, Paul told me to get up and bend over, I did it straight away and, as he gripped my hips and shoved his penis straight inside my hungry pussy, I was rewarded with a massive orgasm, crying out and begging him not to stop, as he began to screw me, still calling me names in front of the 2 strangers, I heard him tell them that they could feed me their cocks too if they wanted, Paul pulled me away from the side of the cubicle far enough for one of the men to stand in front of me, his willy out and hard, pointing at my face, Paul pulled my hair and I gasped at the pain but opened my lips far enough for the stranger to slip his penis into my mouth and, after only a couple of thrusts, fill my throat with his semen. The other man was masturbating beside me and as I looked over, began to climax himself, his seed spraying all over my, running into my eyes and hair, at the same time I climaxed again, crying out at the strength of it. I managed to clear some of the semen from my eyes and, as I looked around, I saw there were more men stood watching me get fucked publicly, some of them were masturbating, their wiilys looking angry and red as they tugged at them, Paul was urging them to cum over the slut, as he carried on screwing me. One by one, I found myself being splattered with semen, as the men moved in to cum on me. Then I heard Paul begin to grunt and felt his cock slip out of my pussy, as I begged him to put it back, I felt him slide it between my buttocks and, in one swift movement, penetrate my bum, crying out as he started to screw me there, I felt him begin to slow down, his willy growing in me and then, jerking inside my bottom, he began to empty his sperm inside me, as he did, one last man came in front of me, I turned my face up to try and capture some of his semen in my mouth as Pauls filled my insides. Then with a satisfied grunt, Paul pulled out of me and said “thanks, slag, see you soon” and walked out, leaving me still leaning against the cubicle wall, my skirt up over my back, my boob tube down, exposing my breasts, the top half of me covered in strangers cum, I could feel it dripping off me, matting my hair, still obscuring my vision, I stood up unsteadily, pulling my top up and made my way to the ladies toilets, when I got inside there, I looked at what I had become and began trying to make myself look presentable, I did the best I could but had to wash my hair and top while I was there, which meant I left with my top soaked as well as my hair, still, I supposed that everyone had seen plenty of me already so a see through top wouldn’t really matter. When I got back to my car, my panties were gone, meaning that, on the drive home, I would have to suffer Pauls cum leaking out of my bum and onto my seat!
I learned that Paul was into anal sex and public humiliation, so whenever he took me out I knew I would end up somewhere public and, if there were any about, I would have strangers touching me up, or have me sucking their penises, once, in a picnic area, he had a really large group masturbate over me, while I was laying on a picnic bench (I was naked as he would always offer for me to keep some clothes on, but it was easier for me to clean after if I stripped) while they coated me with their semen after Paul had roughly used me, most seemed to want to climax in my face and hair but some covered my breasts and a good few made sure my pussy was soaked with cum too.
When I got home, the drive had dried out my clothes although my hair made me look like a wild woman, still only Jodi and the kids were in so I would have time to freshen up before Jake got home.
Demi x
