Archive-name: MrWade/mrwade66.txt
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Archive-title: MRWADE= Raping Brenda, Part Three


     From  that  point  on  Brenda  never  complained  about  anything.
Neither  of us spoke very much for a long time.  I kept her tied to the
bed  and continued playing with her body, testing her responsiveness to
different  stimuli  and  making  her  come  time  after  time  in every
conceivable  way.   She  and  I  both  drifted  in  and  out  of  sleep
occasionally,  following  our  orgasms,  but I used her in some  way or
another  the  entire time, not worrying about whether she was asleep or
not.
     She  understood  now  that  I was going to use her sexually for as
long  as  I liked, and she not only accepted that fact but wanted it as
much  as  I  did.   Her  eyes  would  widen  at  times  when she saw me
approaching  with  some  object  with  which  I would fuck her, but she
never  once  asked me not to fuck her with it.  She just lay there tied
to  the  bed  and  hunched  her  hips  back  at whatever intruder I had
inserted until she came once more.
     Eventually  I  ran  out of things in the room to fuck her with and
only  then  did  I  realize  that  we hadn't eaten since we entered the
room.   Actually it was only then that I thought about what time it was
or whether or not night had come and gone.
     The  party had been on Saturday night, and as I looked at my watch
I  realized  that it was now Sunday night and almost midnight.  My poor
little  slut had been tied there on her back for over twenty four hours
without  anything  to drink or eat, other than the juices that ran from
our sexual organs.
     "I'm  going  to untie you Brenda, so that I can roll you over onto
your  stomach.   I  know  you  must  be  tired of being on your back so
much.   Then I'm going to go get us something to eat.  I didn't realize
that so much time has passed, but its late on Sunday night."
     "How long are we going to stay here?", Brenda asked.
     "I'm  not sure, Brenda.  I'm going to make you my slave, and while
your  attitude has changed alot since we first came to the motel, there
is  still much for us to do.  When we do leave this motel you will be a
completely  different  person  than  you were when you entered, and you
will recognize needs that you never realized you had before."
     "Should  we  call Jack and tell him we won't be in tomorrow?', she
asked.
     "Jack  has  seen  the  last  of us, sweet Brenda.  The only reason
that  I didn't quit long ago was that you were there.  I'll decide from
now  on  who  you  fuck and when you fuck them, and Jack will certainly
not  be  on  the list.  So don't worry about that or anything else.  As
your Master I'll handle everything.  All you have to do is trust me."
     Brenda  smiled  softly  and  sighed with contentment.  "Master.  I
like  the  sound  of  that.  Thank you, Master, for taking me away from
Jack  and his tiny little dick.  And thank you even more for wanting me
to be your slave."
     As  I  left  the  room  I glanced back over my shoulder at the now
totally  naked  body  of  my  new  slave.  She looked just as beautiful
laying  on  her stomach as she did on her back.  I could hardly wait to
get back and fuck her again.
     While  I  was out I went by my house to pick up some things that I
would  need  over  the  next  few days.  I could have just taken Brenda
home  with  me, but until she was fully broken in I didn't want to risk
taking  her  out  of the motel room.  I called her roomate and told her
that  Brenda  was  with  me  and  that I would have Brenda call her the
following  day.   I was sure that Brenda had slept over with boyfriends
before,  and  didn't  expect  Susan to be worried about her for another
day  or  to.  Still it didn't hurt any to let her know where her friend
was.   Susan  had  a  very  sexy voice, and I looked forward to meeting
her.
     I  got  back  with  the  food  and the items from my house to find
Brenda  sleeping.   I  set  the table by the widow with the food that I
had  brought  and  knelt  between Brenda's legs to awaken her.  I began
playing  with  her  asshole, running my tongue along it and pressing it
harder  and harder against her tiny opening.  She'd never had a dick in
her  ass, I could tell by looking at it.  But her response to my tongue
told  me  that  she was sensitive there and that she would come to love
taking  dicks there as well.  When she awoke I had the tip of my tongue
well into her ass.
     "Unnnnghhhh,  what  are  you  doing back there?", she asked with a
big smile.  "Whatever it is, don't stop....it feels wonderful!"
     I  sucked  at  her  ass  for  another five or ten minutes and then
moved  beside  her  again  and kissed her deeply, letting her taste her
ass on my tongue.
     "Its  time  for  us  to  eat  now, my little slave slut.  I called
Susan  and  she  won't  worry about you until tomorrow.  I told her I'd
have you call her then."
     I  untied  her  and  smiled  as she stretched and yawned.  She was
indeed  a  beautiful  young  girl  and I loved getting to see her naked
after having fantasized about it for so many months.
     Neither  of  us realized how hungry we were until we began eating.
The  food  itself  was almost a sexual experience after having deprived
ourselves  for so long.  After we ate we showered together and I fucked
Brenda  against  the shower wall, slamming into her as the water poured
off  our  bodies.   After  the  shower  we  sat together on the bed and
talked.
     "Brenda,  one  of  the  things that will make you such a wonderful
slave  is  the  very  thing  that  used  to frustrate me so much in the
past.   You have an uncommon ability to tease men and make them need to
fuck  you  more than anything.  You are one of the most beautiful women
I  have  ever seen and you know exactly how to use your beauty and your
body  to make dicks hard.  That's something that doesn't come easily to
all women, even women who are nearly as beautiful as you are."
     Brenda  laughed  softly  and opened her legs exposing her pussy to
me.   "Look  how  wet  you  just  made  me.  I guess thats proof that I
really  get turned on by the idea of making dicks hard.  Are you saying
that I'll be able to continue doing that as your slave?"
     "Yes,  you  will, Brenda.  For one thing you will continue to make
me  hard,  and  you'll  tease  me just as much as ever.  The difference
will  be  that  you will no longer control the results of your teasing.
You'll  have  no  idea when you begin teasing a man whether he will  be
fucking  you or not.  Also, you will lose control of when you tease and
who you tease.  As your Master I will decide all of that for you."
     "But  suppose  we  aren't  together  and  I have the urge to tease
someone?  What will I do?"
     "Well,  you may always ask my permission both to tease someone and
to  fuck  them.  Sometimes I'll allow it, other times I won't.  I can't
be  around  you  all the time and you will no doubt decide for yourself
at  times  that  you want to tease someone.  After being caught at it a
time  or two you'll change your mind, however.  You'll discover that it
just  isn't  worth  disappointing  your  Master,  especially  when your
Master will let you tease and fuck so many other people."
     "Are  you saying that you will have to be around when I fuck other
men?"
     "No,  not  always.  I'm merely saying that you will not fuck other
men  without  my  permission.  Sometimes you will tell me that there is
this  man  that  you  want  to fuck, and I'll have you bring him to our
house  where  I will  watch you fuck him.  Other times I'll simply tell
you  where  and  when to fuck him and you can tell me all about it when
you  come  back  home.  When you become my slave you don't give up your
freedom  to  take  dicks,  you  just  give up the right to decide which
dicks you take."
     "Will you make me fuck men I don't want to fuck?"
     "Oh  yes,  at  times  I will.  There are several reasons for that.
One  of  them  should be pretty obvious to you now.  You didn't want to
fuck  me.   At  least  you  certainly  fought the urge successfully for
quite  some  time,  if  you  did.  You feel differently about that now,
which  indicates  that you may be better served by letting someone else
make  that  decision  for you.  Its also important that you feel like a
slut  since  you're  going  to  be one for me.  Merely fucking men that
immediately  turn  you  on isn't likely to make you feel as much like a
slut  as  being made to fuck a man or men that you really don't want to
fuck."
     "Men?  Are you going to let more than one man at a time have me?"
     "Of  course.   I'm  not  going to just turn you out on the streets
and  let  just  anybody bang you, don't misunderstand.  At first it may
seem  that  I'll  let anyone fuck you, but it won't really be that way.
I  know  alot of men already and am aware of how they can please women,
and  lots of the guys that fuck you will have fucked other women for me
in  the  past.   With  time  there will be a group of men who will show
themselves  to  be more able to please you and you them than any others
and  usually your whoring will revolve around those men.  There will be
some  strangers  from  time  to time, of course, but not as many as you
might expect."
     Brenda  had her hand between her legs now and was rubbing her clit
hotly.   Her  eyes  were  glued  to  mine  and her voice was shaky with
passion as we talked.
     "I  do like to fuck, Master.  There have been times when Susan was
eating  me  or fingering me when I've thought about being the center of
a  gang bang and being fucked over and over again.  It really does make
me  hot!",  she  moaned.   "In  fact there were lots of times when Jack
would  be dicking me in the office when I would fantasize about you and
some  other men walking in and helping him fuck me."  She was squirming
now and sticking two fingers in her hole.
     "Some  of  those  men will fuck you now that you're my slave slut,
Brenda.   You'll tell me which ones you want and I'll arrange it.  I'll
want  you  to  tell  me  when you find a man attractive, and often I'll
make  you  masturbate  while  you think about that man shoving his fuck
meat  into  you.   Tell me which guys at the office you want me to make
you fuck and suck."
     "Now?   Oh,  God.   You  really  want  me  to  tell you?"  She was
fingering  herself wildly now as she thought about admitting to me that
she wanted the cocks of our co-workers.
     "Yes,  tell  me.   I  know  you love cocks, Brenda.  And I can see
your  cunt  running  with fuck juice now as you think about those dicks
that  you've worked around in the past sliding in and out of you.  Tell
me, Brenda.  Tell me everything."
     "Well....if  you're  sure...There's  Fred.   Unnnnngh!  I saw Fred
get  hard  one  day  when  Jack was feeling me up in front of him.  His
dick  looked  like  it might be eight or nine inches long!  I'd love to
let him dick me!"
     "Thats  my  girl,  tell me about the others.  Who else do you want
to  dick  you?"   I began pinching Brenda's nipples as she talked about
the men in the office.
     "Mike.   Yes...oh, God yes, Mike!  He handed me a note one day and
the  note  told  me things that he wanted to do to my body.  I made him
think  that  it offended me, but I'd love for him to do those things to
me  sometime.   I  masturbate  to  that  note at least once a week even
now."
     "Ok,  Mike  and  Fred  are  going  to dick you.  Who else?"  I was
pulling  her  nipples out hard now, and she had inserted another finger
in  to  her hot hole.  She was barely able to get the words out now she
was so hot.
     "This  is  so  awful...but...I  really do want his dick.  He works
nights  doing  the  floors.   He's...he's  black.  I've seen him at the
Nautilus  working  out,  and  I've never seen a bigger stronger looking
black  man.   One  night when Jack made me stay late he walked in on us
while  Jack  was  fucking  me  doggy style.  I was looking back at Jack
over  my shoulder and saw the floor man standing there watching us.  It
made  me  so hot for him to watch that I came while he was watching.  I
don't even know his name, but I want to take his dick!"
     "Get  on your hands and knees in the floor, Brenda, and stick your
ass  up  in the air.  Close your eyes and pretend that the dick that is
fucking you belongs to the black man."
     Brenda  moved immediately to the floor and assumed the doggy style
fucking  position.   I  moved behind her and pressed my thick meat into
her dripping hole.  I assumed the role of the black man.
     "I  saw  you  fuckin Mr. Walsh, you slut.  He was dicking you just
like  this,  but  his white cock wasn't half the size of this one.  Now
its  time  for  you to take some nigger dick!"  I shoved my cock deeply
into  her  bottom,  nearly  knocking  her over.  "You love black dicks,
don't you, white whore?", I hissed.
     "YESSSSS!!!   I  need your cock more than anything!  Fuck me hard,
just like that, yes, yes, yes!!!!"
     Brenda  humped  back  at my cock as I screwed it into her.  I held
her  by  the hips roughly, as the strong black man might when he fucked
his thick dark meat into her from behind.
     "Feel  my  black  meat  fillin your honky hole! Com'on bitch, fuck
back  on it!!  Whooo'ee, look at the little white whore fuck!", I said,
my voice heavily accented.
     Brenda  was  grunting now and deeply involved in the fantasy.  She
supported  herself  by  laying on her chest and had her right hand back
under  her  upraised  ass,  touching  my balls with her finger-tips and
pressing  her palm against her clit.  Her words were nearly incoherrent
now and they came out in a broken stream of hot moans.
     "Unnnngh,  black  dick,  fuck like dogs, deeper, white slut, white
cum,  thick  black  cock,  strong  hands, fuck, Unnnnngh, so hot, fuck,
fuck, fuck me!!!!"
     I  rammed the middle finger of my right hand deep into her asshole
when  I  sensed her orgasm was imminent, and she fell flat to the floor
with  me following as the waves of passion overtook her.  She continued
to  fuck  her  hips  back  at  the  dick inside her cunt and the finger
inside  her  ass  as my cock began spewing yet another load of cum into
her.
     Later  as we lay in the bed, both too tired for anything but sleep
and  light  conversation,  she  kissed  me  tenderly  and  spoke  to me
warmly.   "Master,  I  don't  know  how to thank you.  You seem to know
exactly  who  I am and exactly what turns me on.  It scares me, but yet
I  trust  you  to  make it all alright.  Thank you for bringing me here
and for wanting me to be your slave."
     I  kissed  her  back  and  smiled  to  myself as I stared into the
darkness.   She  was  coming  along  nicely  and there was much more to
come.

Continued in Part Four.....
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