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Introduction:

Mind controlled Janice and Heather are taken to a sex club by Wayne and Peter and are abused.

My name is Heather. I am 31 years old, slim, and have dark hair. I work at Park Lane College, where I have worked for my current manager, Peter, for three years. Peter is a senior manager at the college, and I think he is very good-looking and has a powerful body. He works out at the gym several days a week. Peter and I have become very good friends and will often go out for a coffee and sandwich together at lunchtime.

One morning, I found Peter in deep conversation with Wayne, another of the college's senior managers. I was not certain about Wayne; he had a reputation as a womaniser. He had once asked me out on a date, but I refused his offer.

Peter turned to me and smiled, “How about lunch at a club Wayne and I know?” I would have preferred not to go but agreed to. Wayne was joined by his assistant Janice and we drove to the club in Peter’s car.

I knew a little bit about Janice, including that she had recently changed her dress from proper office attire to some very revealing outfits that were the talk of the office. Today, Janice was in a white blouse and very short skirt.

“This will be a surprise for you,” said Peter when we pulled into the club’s car park after a 10-minute drive. It was a single-story building with very few windows and no signage, and the car park was very busy.

We walked through the door into a room with a very faint aroma that I could not identify. After about two breaths, I started to feel strange and lightheaded.

I instantly identified that we were in a sex club; there was a bar at one side of the room, a section selling food and at the far end of the room, two stages. On one of the stages, a woman was stripping, and on the other stage, a woman was tied to what looked like a large cross. She was tied spread-eagled, and a man was having sex with her. I guessed there were about 200 people in the room watching the stage shows or eating and drinking. There were three or four familiar faces, college staff.

Normally, I would have walked straight out of the building. Sex clubs were not my scene, but the aroma seemed to be drawing me in. I felt relaxed and happy. Both Peter and Wayne were watching me closely. Janice and I followed the two men through the large room through a doorway which led into a smaller more intimate room.

There was a large couch in the middle of the room, several armchairs facing the couch, and a large bed in the corner of the room. The strangest sight was two German Shepherd Dogs sleeping in a dog bed pushed up against one wall.

Peter grabbed Janice by the arms. Janice smiled broadly at me without attempting to escape from Peter’s grip.

Peter pulled Janice close and kissed her on the mouth. I thought Janice would resist him but instead she responded to his kiss.

My instinct was to turn away, but I stayed where I was and watched. Thinking about leaving, I found it exciting to be destined to watch the two of them kiss. My head still felt very light, and for some reason, I felt turned on by the scene before me.

Janice’s body pressed desperately against Peter, and there was excitement in the room. I was nervous and excited, but their excitement seemed to want to blow up the room.

It was fantastic.

Peter finally managed to restrain Janice, push her away from him, and turned to me.

“I want you to sit on this chair and not move until I tell you to.” I looked in the direction shown. There was a chair with armrests against the wall opposite a large couch. I walked towards it and sat down, wondering what was happening and why I was staying in the room.

The thick cushion on my back forced me to sit at the front of the chair, but it was quite soft and comfortable. I rested my arms on the armrests and placed my feet on the chair's legs.

Peter turned to Janice and led her to stand by the couch. He kissed her passionately, looking at me the whole time. Wayne moved to stand behind Janice, kissed her neck, and unzipped her skirt so that it fell to the floor.

I was getting hot.

Peter groped her whole upper body, squeezed her breasts, and rubbed his pelvis against hers.

Wayne came and sat in a chair next to mine. Watching them was very arousing, and I felt a blush rising on my cheeks.

Janice moaned loudly, and I felt myself clutching the armrests convulsively.

The urge to close my knees grew stronger as I felt myself getting wet just watching them. A scene like this would normally turn me off. Wayne placed his hand on my knee and, without looking at me, said, “You can not leave. We have taken your willpower, and for the moment, you are under our control.” Rubbish. I thought I could leave when I wanted, but I just didn’t want to leave. I did not remove Wayne’s hand.

Peter walked Janice behind the couch and turned Janice towards me he put his arms around her unbuttoned and removed her blouse and then her bra. I stared at her naked breasts. What was going on? I thought this was not normal, but I could not take my eyes off the view before me. Peter removed Janice’s knickers, throwing them onto the couch, and bent Janice over the couch.

Her breasts hung down. I was aware that Wayne’s hand had moved further up my leg, pushing my skirt up slightly. I tried to remove his hand but found myself pushing his hand further up my skirt so it was high up on my thigh.

Now, both Janice and Peter were looking at me; while Peter dropped his pants behind her she moaned so loud that I winced in my chair. Peter looked at me intently as he slowly penetrated Janice and began to move.

Instead of looking at his cock, which was opening Janice’s certainly already hot and wet vagina, he looked at my face as if he was pushing his cock between my lips.

As if he knew what I was thinking, he rammed his cock deep inside her, and I resisted the urge to press my hand to my throat, which felt like I was choking. I was getting hot now. I wanted to stand there and be fucked by him. I wanted to get closer and watch his cock disappear into her pussy.

My nipples felt hard under my T-shirt, and my pussy pulsed with pleasure. When I saw the faint smile on Peter’s face as he rammed his cock full force into Janice, I knew that was exactly what he had intended by pushing the chair as far as it would go.

My pussy was throbbing wet, and I wondered how I had changed so quickly from not wanting to be in the room to wanting to join in. Wayne’s hand started to push my skirt up above my waist. I knew both he, Janice, and Peter could see my white knickers. I was not bothered; this was just not like me. “Janice is not normally like this,” whispered Wayne, “we are controlling her mind and body so that she does whatever we want.” I did not look away from the performance in front of me while my mind tried to process what Wayne had just said but I gave up and enjoyed the performance.

I didn’t dare look down and take my eyes off the copulating couple. It was such a turn-on. Janice’s face was red with lust, and the only thing coming out of her open lips was a long, lustful gasp. My hands tightened in the armrests, and I almost cried out in surprise when the dogs I had forgotten about came running across and sat beside me. The sound of Janice’s body slamming against the couch overrode my thoughts.

The moaning increased, and Peter pumped into her with relish, sometimes looking at me, sometimes at the dogs, who were trembling with excitement.

Janice climaxed, shaking violently, and my pussy contracted with hers as I saw the ecstasy on her face. Peter’s big paws closed like claws around Janice’s hips, and her whole body reminded me of a doll that he pushed onto his cock over and over again. I could almost feel the hard grip around my own waist and wished he would grab me even harder.

The dog came towards me and stuck his big snout right between my legs. I wanted to push him away, but Peter’s panting stopped me.

He looked at me and at the animal sniffing my wet pussy. I wanted to push the dog away but did not have the strength or willpower. I felt revolted at what I was allowing the dog to do. I wanted to push the horny dog away because every movement of its big snout was like a direct touch to my pussy, which was screaming with lust for a cock. The dog wagged its tail and moved wildly, and then the enormous wet tongue began to lick my crotch obsessively.

Janice cried out as Peter came inside her. I saw Peter cumming and longed for the feeling of his hard cock in my wet pussy.

I was sure that Janice’s feet were no longer touching the floor, and I couldn’t take my eyes off Peter’s when the moment came that his hot sperm shot out of him.

I imagined I could smell Peter’s cum at that distance and saw his ecstatic face.

The dog continued to lick my now wet crotch, and his backside moved as if he were the one fucking someone and not Peter. I was only seconds away from an orgasm. I wanted to go home and sink my fingers deep into my more than ready pussy. My breathing was intermittent, and the damn mutt just wouldn’t stop licking me.

Peter enjoyed his orgasm and looked at me continuously. I held my breath as he slid out of Janice and brushed his hair back from his forehead.

Janice smiled broadly at me as she came back on her feet.

Peter pushed Janice down onto her knees and bent her over. The second dog started sniffing and licking around Janice’s pussy, and then it was up on her pushing its cock into her pussy. I felt revolted at what Janice was letting the dog do, it was so degrading, it was clear she was enjoying herself.

I felt Wayne’s hands pulling my knickers down, exposing my wet cunt fully to the drooling dog, but I could not take my eyes off Janice. A wide grin split her face as the dog started to pump into her, she was gasping, and I realised climaxing as the dog fucked her. The dog seemed to take its time and spent about five minutes fucking her.

Between my legs, the dog’s tongue lashed out once again, digging its way into my wet cunt. I could feel the wet tip of his tongue deeply embedded, devouring the sticky discharge that oozed in an unstoppable flow from my fleshy vaginal embrace. I wanted to stop it but my hands felt incapable of movement. It felt as if the voracious beast was only a few inches short of slipping his eager tongue into the opening of my womb. I could not stop my body as my thighs spread even wider, and I gently pressed my hips forward onto his snout. The dog seemed to sense my wanton need, responding with a forceful push of his own. A glistening sheen of perspiration broke out on my forehead, betraying the effort of our obscene interaction. The collaborative exercise paid off, and another two inches of furry canine snout were press-fit into my greedy little cunt, and its tongue licked deeper into me.

I realised what I was doing and knew it was so wrong and that I should stop right now, but I could not. I was enjoying it so much that I did not have the willpower to stop it. Wayne had moved behind my chair. He reached over and pulled my t-shirt up and over my head, exposing my bra.

Janice, still on all fours, crawled in front of me, gently pushed the dog to one side, and put her head between my legs.

I looked down at Janice’s head, lesbian sex was something that in all my life I had never considered, but now I was desperate for her tongue to lick at my pussy and bring me the climax I needed. She did it; her tongue licked very gently at my outer lips and slowly moved deeper into me; she found my clit, and her tongue traced a circle around it.

Behind me, Wayne had unclipped my bra and removed it; his hands were cupping and playing with my tits.

Janice’s tongue was incessant in its stroking of my clit. I was building to a major climax, my breathing was coming in gasps, and then she hit the spot; I shouted out loud as my climax hit, and my juices flowed into Janice’s mouth.

Janice kissed the inside of my thighs and worked up my body until she was sucking on my left nipple. Wayne lowered his head and sucked on my right nipple for a few seconds. They were both attached to my tits.

Wayne took my hands and raised me to my feet. I did not/could not resist as he bent me over the couch. Wayne quickly undressed and pressed his hard cock between my legs. I was so wet that his cock slid into my cunt easily. I spread my legs wider and bent even further over the couch giving him maximum access.

I glanced at Janice. She had knelt in front of Peter, taken his cock into her mouth, and was sucking on it, and moving her mouth up and down, masturbating his cock with her mouth.

Wayne was pumping hard into me, and I pushed back on him. Then he came delivering cum deep inside my cunt. As his cock softened and dropped out of me, I could see Peter was shooting his cum into Janice’s mouth, and she swallowed it all.

Peter turned to me, “Why don’t you let Rosco mount you?” and pointed at the dog that had been licking me. The very idea of bestiality with a dog made me feel sick. “No,” I said, “let us leave this place now!”

“Take your skirt off and kneel and let Rosco mount you,” said Peter. “No!” I exclaimed then realised my hands were unzipping my skirt I tried to stop but my hands seemed to have a will of their own. I was very quickly naked. My knees bent so that I was knelt down. I tried desperately to stop myself.

“It is no good struggling. Your body will do whatever we want it to,” said Wayne, just like Janice’s body. Her mind and body are ours to control, and from today, so is your mind and body.” I was horror-stricken at his words. “No!” I screamed Peter, and Wayne just smiled at me. Janice had quietly sat down.

Now I was knelt on all fours with my bottom raised.

My eyes flew open as Rosco started licking at the juices flowing from my throbbing hole. I continued trying to stop what was happening. My body was enjoying his assault, and I needed to stop it, but it was no good. My mind was losing the battle with my body. So close to orgasm, my body needed to fulfil the rising need. But no. Not like this. This was just too depraved. Peter was now videoing me with his phone.

The next moment, I felt a thump on my back as Rosco’s front paws pushed me forward. His back legs were now between my legs. I could feel him pushing forward. Then I felt a prodding at my pussy and realised what he was trying to do. I tried to get up, but my body wanted Rosco. He snarled, and the next thing I knew, his erect cock was inside my throbbing hole. “Oh God.” I moaned, “Rosco. No” I said, again trying to stand up and feeling sick at what was happening.

Rosco growled again and pushed at my neck with his snout, nipping at me to stay still. I was trapped, and not only by Rosco, his cock was brushing hard against my clit. His cock just seemed to keep growing as he pumped rapidly in and out of me, making his unerring journey deeper into my body. My orgasm again started to rise. I thanked god when I felt him come, thinking that now he would get off me. I later found out that his first ejaculation was only pre-come, but there was so much of it that it spilled out and ran down my legs.

Then I felt something bigger than his erection pushing at my hole. I could feel the huge size of it and was terrified it would tear me apart. Suddenly with a seeming plop, whatever it was pushed past my swollen pussy lips and was inside me, and still, Rosco got bigger and bigger. That knot was now crushing my clit, driving me finally over the edge into a huge orgasm. He pumped faster and faster, and my senses went further and further away until I was completely lost in a sequence of rapid-fire orgasmic spasms.

Finally, Rosco fired his seed into me; it poured from his swollen balls like water from a tap. I could feel it hitting my insides, bang, bang bang till finally, he slowed down and came to a stop, his cum running freely from my pussy and down my legs. His cock was still inside me, and each time he tried to pull out of my sopping hole, he sent me off on yet another orgasm. Finally, he flopped out of me and strolled off to his corner. I fell to the floor crying at my rape I was so ashamed.

“Stand,” ordered Wayne. My body stood to his command. I tried to swear at him but found my mouth would not open.

Wayne stood in front of me and started to fondle my body; Peter stood behind me, also fondling me. I watched as Wayne’s cock swelled. He turned me round, and Peter stepped away. “Bend over the couch and spread your ass cheeks, ready for your anus to receive me,” Again, my mind was horrified. My anus was a virgin, and the idea of anal sex was so dirty I would never allow it.

I fought my body, but it was no good. I bent over the couch, and my hands spread my butt cheeks.

Wayne moved behind me and rubbed his erection against my buttocks and then he knelt behind me and I felt a sharp pain as his finger slipped inside my bottom.

“No!” I gasped.

“Yes,” he replied, “you may not want it, but your body will let me!”

“No, Wayne, I don’t like that!” I shout, panic rising in my voice.

With that, he forced in a second finger, and I was instantly met with an overwhelming burning sensation as he stretched out my anus. He was far from gentle, quickly working his fingers in and out of me. I feel every movement, his knuckles popping in and out of my poor hole, each thrust adding to my discomfort.

As time passed, his fingers move more freely, and the pain begins to subside. Just as I start to find some relief, I’m startled by the sensation of him withdrawing his fingers, only to let out a loud squeal as I feel a third finger being pushed into me, all three entering me together.

“Oh fuck! Stop! You’re going to tear me,” I shout.

My hole felt like it was on fire as I felt every micro movement inside it as his fingers were forced in as far as they could go. I tried to move away from him, but my body would not move. I was also aware that my body was becoming aroused by his assault. My pussy was getting wetter.

The pain was almost unbearable as he continued to manipulate his fingers inside me. With each movement, the pain only intensified, and I became acutely aware of the lack of lubrication. The friction only added to my agony. The pain was making my body aroused.

“Are you ready for the real thing yet?” He asked.

The thought of his penis inside me filled me with dread, and I couldn’t shake the helpless feeling of being utterly at his mercy.

He didn’t wait for my response. I feel almost instant relief as he withdrew his fingers from me, he pushed his already hard penis against my bottom. His left hand glided over my breast smoothly, but his right hand pawed at my breast, his touch aggressive as he tugged on my nipples. He removed his hands from my breasts, his left hand shifting around the front of my hip, firmly pulling me towards him. Meanwhile, his right hand disappears from view, adding an element of suspense. I feel the firm pressure of his penis poking between my cheeks, clearly seeking out my anus.

Once located, he wasted no time, applying pressure immediately. The sensation is so alien and uncomfortable. Every fibre of skin seemingly stretched to its limit, burning as my hole reluctantly opened for him. His thick, bulbous tip gradually pushes through the outer sphincter, prompting a sharp gasp of pain to escape my lips.

I felt completely helpless, overwhelmed by the agony. I plead silently for the pain to stop, praying that once his tip is inside, the worst will be over. His relentless pressure intensifies, each incremental movement pushing me to the brink of collapse.

Then I feel some of the tip slip inside, quickly followed by the rest. I immediately feel some relief, but not much, but right now, I’m thankful for whatever I can get.

“Oh,!” He grunted, his voice strained with pleasure. “Your arse is so tight, much tighter than Janice’s”

He forcefully drove his penis deeper into me, his tip rearranging my insides with each thrust, stretching me uncomfortably and causing sharp waves of pain to radiate through my body.

“Stop!” I cried out, my voice barely above a whisper as the pain took my breath away.

But he didn’t stop. In fact, he continued to push deeper into me until he bottomed out, burying as much of his cock inside me as he could. He paused for a second, and I struggled to catch my breath. I could feel my pulse pounding in my anus.

He continued his long, slow thrusts in and out of me, his right hand returning to my breast, I could hear him grunting with pleasure, reviling in the use of my body for his own gratification.

With a relentless grip on my breast and a rough tug on my nipple, Wayne accelerated his thrusts, each one driving deeper into my tight passage. The force of his movements continued to send waves of discomfort rippling through me as I became acutely aware of the wetness trickling down my leg.

The pain in my anus started to ease as my muscles adjusted to the size of his cock and my body started to enjoy the feeling of my anal muscles stretching and contracting to each of his thrusts. I had the thought that I could understand why some men enjoyed having sex together.

Wayne gave a great gasp, and his warm semen filled my anus. Wayne stepped away from me, breathing heavily.

Peter moved behind me “Face me and kneel,” he instructed, and my body responded to his command. I knew what he was going to make me do to him, and because of his control of my body, I could not stop it. Like most women, I enjoy giving a man oral sex, but this was going to be oral rape, and I did not want it.

“Suck it slut!” He ordered.

I flinched at his words but did as I was told

He wasn’t fully hard yet, but he was already dripping precum. I stared at his thick cock, and he pressed the head of his cock against my lips.

My tongue wrapped around the head of his cock before letting it slide between my lips. I started slowly bobbing back and forth on his shaft, taking more of him into my mouth each time. Peter grunted and I could feel his cock getting harder in my mouth. I reached up with one hand to grab the base of his cock and stroke him while I sucked his head before taking him into my mouth again. I tried to pull back, but my body would not allow it.

“You’re such a good cocksucking slut,” Peter moaned, “It’s like you were made to suck cock. He stopped my sucking and started to pound his cock hard into my mouth I heard him grunt I felt his cock throbbing.

“swallow it all cunt!” He moaned as he filled my mouth with his hot cum.

The first spurt hit the back of my throat, and I swallowed it right away. Peter kept pumping and my body did its best to swallow it all. A few drops leaked from the side of my mouth.

Peter pulled his cock out of my mouth then shoved his balls in my face.

“Suck my balls slut!” He barked.

I did as I was told taking one of his balls into my mouth. His cock was starting to soften and I felt his wet shaft slowly droop against my forehead. Peter held me in place, and I kept sucking and licking his balls as he looked down at me with that grin.

“That feels so good slut”, Richard said, “Don’t stop. I want you to get me hard again.”

He pushed my head lower a bit and my tongue slipped along his taint before I took his balls in my mouth again. He shuddered as it happened, and I felt his cock begin to stir. Peter pulled me away from his balls and forced his cock back into my mouth. I felt him growing in my mouth. Suddenly he pulled out of my mouth and forced me to my feet.

He turned me around, “bend over the couch,“ he ordered and my body complied. He slapped my buttocks several times and then he pressed his thumb against my asshole and slowly slipped it into me. I grunted and wanted to pull away but I couldn’t move.

Peter shifted behind me, and I felt the tip of his cock press against my anus. I felt his cock press past my tight hole. I grunted and whimpered again as Peter moaned. He held himself there just the tip of his cock inside my anus.

After a few breaths, he pulled out, rubbed the head of his cock against my wet cunt then pushed the head of his cock back into my asshole. He repeated this a few times, and then when he was satisfied, I was lubed up enough he pushed a bit deeper. It still hurt, and I yelped.

“Please, no,” I whimpered, “You’re too thick. I can’t take it.”

Peter rubbed my back again and said, “Take it slut, and trust me, you’re gonna love it, and now silence you can not talk.” I tried to plead with him again, but his command worked; I could not speak or make a sound.

Peter forced more of his cock into my ass and forced my legs apart again, then suddenly shoved the rest of his cock into me.

Peter started slowly, sliding in and out of my ass and grunting with each thrust body is enjoying the pounding. The feel of my anal muscles contracting and expanding was arousing, and my body climaxed.

“I knew you’d love this slut!” He grunts, “I fucking love your ass!”

He continues pumping away faster and faster the slapping sound of our bodies echoes in the room. He continues for a while with a steady tempo, his cock slides in and out of my ass. Suddenly, his pace increases, and his grunting is louder.

“Here it cums slut!” Richard bellows as I feel his cock swell and he flooded my anus with cum.

Peter slowly pulled out of my anus with an obscene pop, and I felt like I was gaping open. He wipes his cock against my buttocks.

My mind was traumatised by what had happened; I wanted to cry.

“Both of you lay down on the bed,” said Wayne. Our bodies complied. This was no ordinary bed; it was massive, the widest bed I had ever seen, with a wrought iron headboard and footboard. Janice followed his command and, despite trying to resist my body, complied.

Peter pulled my hands above my head, spread them wide, and handcuffed them to the headboard. Next, Peter spread my legs wide and cuffed them to the footboard. I was tied up spread-eagled on the bed. Wayne had tied Janice to the bed in the same manner, so we were laid next to each other helpless.

Control of my body returned as Peter and Wayne left the room. I tried pulling on my bonds, but I was tightly fastened. The room's ceiling was covered in mirror tiles except for a large TV set in the middle of the ceiling. Beside me, Janice gasped and, in a panicked tone, exclaimed, “What is happening? Where are we.” I did not need to turn my head to look at her as I could see our reflection in the mirror ceiling, both of us tied to the bed helpless.

“What do you remember about today” I asked her.

She replied, “I was in an office with Wayne, he kissed me and then I am here tied to this bed.”

I explained what had happened, how we were controlled, that Peter and Wayne controlled our bodies and minds, and they had said that when this was all over, we would forget about it. As I talked, the TV screen sprang to life, and right in front of our eyes, there was a video of Janice enjoying sex with the dog. The screen then changed and showed us Janice giving Peter oral sex, Peter having anal sex with me, and Janice licking me between the legs.

“How long has this been going on,” asked a now tearful Janice. The TV screen changed again. It showed a different room and Janice having sex with a dog; it flipped through eight different scenes where she was having sex with dogs and enjoying it. Then there were scenes of her having sex with groups of men and lesbian sex and the final scene was Janice knelt under a horse with its cock in her mouth and her sucking on it.

For a few minutes, Janice was quiet, and then she said, “I do not remember anything, but that is me in those videos; what have they done to me? I am having an affair with Wayne, I know that. Looking at those videos, he is setting me up. Recently, he has become more dominant. Two memories have come back to me.

I remember senior managers meeting where I was taking minutes, Wayne was sitting next to me; before the meeting started he had asked me to take my tights off so I was bare-legged, under the table, and he had his hand on my knee, and he slowly moved it up my thigh and up my skirt, he rubbed me and I was wet. As the meeting was very detailed I was taking notes while he rubbed me. Wayne then passed me a note that said let’s be adventurous, take your knickers off without anyone noticing. I did it very slowly, shuffling in my seat so that nobody noticed. Wayne ran his hand up my leg and started to touch me, stroking my bare pussy, and he made me climax. It was hard to keep silent. Then he leaned over to look at my notes, but it was a pretence as his hand ran down my back and unzipped my skirt. Slowly, he pulled it down, and it dropped around my ankles so that under the table, I was naked. I was worried about how I was going to dress without anyone noticing, I trusted Wayne. At the end of the meeting, people stood up to leave, and Wayne left carrying my skirt. I pulled my knickers on and had to walk past several people in just my knickers; I was angry with him, but I loved him and forgave him; I had forgotten about that,” she said.

Janice continued I have remembered something else, Wayne has his own consulting business and one day, he asked if I would help him. He had a meeting in the bar of a hotel with a man who was considering giving him some business and Wayne felt having a sexy woman with him might help distract the man and get him the deal. Wayne bought me a dress that was very short and very low cut with a push-up bra, so I had lots of cleavage showing. The man was obstinate and, near the end of the meeting, said to Wayne that he would only give him the business if I had sex with him immediately in one of the hotel's bedrooms. I refused Wayne tried to persuade me to have sex with the man. While we were arguing the man went and bought Wayne and me drinks. I remember Wayne passing me the drink and saying drink this it will help you, I drank it, and the next thing I knew was waking up naked in a bed the man was on top of me his erection inside me and I was kissing him with my arms and legs wrapped around him and I was very aroused. Before I could stop him, I felt the man come, his wet sperm filling inside me, which brought me back to reality. He was not using a condom. Could he be getting me pregnant? It turned out I had spent three hours in the bedroom with the man, and we had unprotected sex four times. I leapt out of the bed, angry with the man and later angry with Wayne, but he protested he did not know my drink was drugged, I had volunteered to bed the man. I gave Wayne the benefit of the doubt but I was still angry with him for suggesting I had sex with a stranger.”

We lay there tied to the bed, looking at ourselves naked in the mirror. The TV started playing more scenes of Janice having sex with men, boys, women, girls, dogs and horses and then went off. “Some of those scenes were in my own bedroom,“ Janice said I do not remember any of them. We lay silently, wondering what our fate would be.

After what seemed to be an age, the door opened, and a large, coloured man entered the room. We both started begging him to set us free, but he stayed silent, and we both realised what his intention was when he started to undress. Naked, he was an imposing sight; he looked like a bodybuilder and had a big cock to match. Janice turned her head and looked at me, crying again. The man stood at the foot of the bed smiling and looking at us bound and helpless.

He moved to Janice’s side of the bed and stood grinning at her. His hand cupped his crotch, and he rubbed it in a slow circular fashion. “Guess what I got for you, white girl.” Janice gasped, her mouth and eyes wide. He got onto the bed, crawling over between her legs and squatting there. “Leave me alone please,” Janice begged.” He chuckled I could see Janice was staring in horror at his thick organ as he held it there in his fist.

“Ready for it, cunt? Ready for a big nigger cock?”

“Please don’t,” she sobbed.

I stared at what was happening, unable to take my eyes off the scene. Janice was trying to struggle against her handcuffs desperate to get free.

He slid his free hand onto her belly. She gasped again,

Staring at it. He rubbed her belly, sighing in pleasure. His other hand joined the first and he caressed her flesh, sliding up and down her hips, her sides, then up along her ribs before coming around and sliding over her breasts. He rubbed his cock against her breasts.

She whimpered and pulled at her bonds again. His hands rubbed very softly against her rounded orbs. He stroked the sides, then the centre, avoiding the nipples. Then he bent over and slid his tongue onto her belly, just above her thatch of pussy hair. He slid it upwards along her belly, very slowly, winding it from side to side.

His tongue slid up between her breasts and then curved around one, circling it before passing across and circling the other. Finally, his hands stroking her tits from the sides, he slid his tongue directly up onto her left breast and onto her nipple. He shifted to the other tit, sucking on that nipple. His hands squeezed both her breasts making Janice cry with the pain.

I felt so helpless as he eased downwards, sliding his tongue down her belly again as he shifted himself back towards the foot of the bed. He stared at her cunt from inches away, his hands caressing her thigh. In the mirror I saw him insert two fingers into Janice’s cunt which brought even more frenzied struggles from her. The giant black man pulled her cunt open and stared into her. He rubbed his fingers along her slit, then bent and slid his tongue into her. He laughed, then slid upwards along her body, his heavy muscular frame crushing her as it rasped upwards. Then he was over her, on her. His eyes stared savagely down into hers. His heavy frame crushed her into the bed. He seized her hair and forced her head up and back, then mashed his lips against hers. I watched him as he reached down to his cock and pressed the head against her cunt, then began pushing downwards. As his cock entered her Janice gave a loud scream then she opened her mouth, a gurgling sigh of breath escaping as her eyes widened.

“No! No I... Oh! OOhhh! UUnnngghh! Aaarchhh!”

Her head pulled desperately, her body shaking and tearing at the bonds holding her. Her muscles strained and pulled to no effect as his cock drove into her.

Janice’s eyes bulged wide, and the air puffed out of her in short, gasping groans.

She groaned again the sound choked back by another cry of pain as he drew back slightly then thrust inward. His weight was squashing her. He crushed his lips to hers again Then began to pump, grunting at the effort or forcing his thick organ in and out of her.

“Like that, little bitch? Dirty little white whore!

He tore her head back and she cried out in pain as he pulled her hair.

“Slut! Dirty little slut!” he sneered, mashing his lips down over hers again as he humped into her with greater strength. His ass rose higher and higher with each stroke, as he used more and more of his cock to stab her.

“Oh Yeah! Take it! Take it, bitch! Bitch! Whore!”

“Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!” she grunted, gasping for breath as his heavy body pounded down into her.

Then he stiffened and came, “No!” cried out Janice. “That’s you well fucked,” he laughed, “I will be back for more.”

As the man rolled off Janice, the door to the room opened, and not one man entered, but I counted twelve of them. Three I recognised from college.

One of the men stood at the bottom of the bed and started to undress, I knew it was my turn to be raped.

He was smaller than the man that had raped Janice but still was well muscled. I cringed as he knelt over me, his hand moved quickly, and he slapped my face twice and then punched my left breast, causing me to cry in pain. I started begging him to leave me alone but it was no good his mouth closed on my left nipple biting and two fingers were pressed deep into my cunt, I cried again as I felt his hand form a fist and he pushed hard my cunt lips spread as his whole fist entered me, it felt like he was ripping my insides and then inside me he his hand opened causing more pain. I was crying as he withdrew his hand, and the weight of his body squashed me. I tried to move away from his cock, but it was no good; he pressed it hard against me, and my cunt felt his erection enter it. He was pounding hard into me, ignoring my cries. Thankfully, he came quickly, but it was still a sickening moment. I felt defeated, abused and humiliated.

As he climbed off me, I glanced at Janice. Her eyes were staring at me as another man was on top of her raping her, his buttocks moving up and down. A blow to my stomach, and a second man was on top of me, his thighs pushing his cock into me, and after what seemed to be an eternity, he flooded my cunt with his seed.

My body took control. It became aroused. It wanted these men. We were both unfastened from the handcuffs, but this was worse than rape. Our bodies joined in the sex. My mouth went to the nearest cock, sucking it. I tried to command my body to pull away, but it would not. My sucking mouth brought the man to climax, and he filled my eager mouth with cum. Janice was on her knees her body enjoying anal sex. My next man bent me over and my body was desperate for his cock in my anus. As soon as that man had finished inside me, my body desperately needed another cock in it. My mind was reeling from the raping, and from the knowledge, my body was enjoying it. Janice had sex with two men at the same time, sucking on one man’s cock while another pumped his seed into her cunt.

The attack went on for several hours; my body loved it, but my mind didn’t. I lost count of how many times I climaxed. Twice they made me and Janice have lesbian sex together kissing each other’s mouths, breasts and cunts.

Eventually, the men stopped. I had lost count of how many times each of my three holes was raped. The men made me bend over a large brown storage box and they tied my hands and feet so that I was knelt on all fours across the box. Janice received the same treatment tied over a box next to me. The men left the room. For several minutes, we were both silent, taking in the enormity of what had just happened to us.

“What now,” whispered Janice it is obvious that they have not finished with us. I remained silent asking myself the same question. We knelt there for what seemed an age, it was so long I had to pee while in that position but Janice was worse, “I am sorry,” said Janice as a putrid smell filled the air, she had shit herself and I knew that I was not far from doing the same.

We found out what was next the door opened and seven dogs ran into the room, “Oh no,” cried Janice not dogs. I felt sick if the dogs wanted to mount us we could not stop them. There was a Rottweiler, four German Shepherd Dogs and two dogs that I did not know the breed of but they were big.

Then I felt a dog Jump on me from behind, and I yelled, “No!”

It all happened so fast, suddenly, I started struggling to get loose from my bonds the dog got behind me and wrapped his paws around my waist, as he managed to get a tight grip around my waist with his paws my jaw dropped open and my eyes opened wide, as I froze for a second in utter shock, it dawned on me, what he was trying to do. The dog adjusted himself and pulled me tightly against him, and mounted me; he started humping my ass. As I struggled to get loose, I felt the hard tip of his penis poking at me. I yelled out, “OH NO!”

I heard Janice shouting one of the German Shepherds was mounting her.

I started struggling like crazy to get loose and crying and yelling, “NO NO NO, YOU DON’T WANT TO DO THIS !” As I struggled, to get loose, I could feel the dogs hard penis poking crazy fast between my legs.

I panicked; I was in shock at what was happening, and the Rottweiler was starting to growl at me. He grabbed me by the back of the neck, I could feel his teeth poking into my skin. He was sending me the message to hold still and not move, So I froze and stopped struggling.

I held perfectly still with tears running down my face as the Rottweiler’s penis was poking wildly at me.

Then Suddenly, as I felt the tip of the dog’s penis slide up the inside of my thigh, I squealed and cried profusely, as I felt the tip of the dog’s penis go between my pussy lips with tears running down my face, I cried out, “OOH NOOOO PLEEEEEASE NO!” as I held perfectly still. The dog’s penis slid into my entrance the dog started fucking me. His penis slid in and out the entrance fast and furiously.

The dog's penis started to grow inside of me slowly; I could feel it quickly getting thicker and longer; it was going deeper inside me. I squealed like a piglet as my little pussy started to stretch to accommodate the dog’s penis that was rapidly swelling, It felt so large, and it was still growing. I have never had a penis in me that large before.

I cried and cried, as he was fucking me with no mercy, breathing heavily with tears running down my face; I held my head up, looking straight ahead, seeing in the mirror the Rottweiler mounted on the back of me, fucking me. The dog was fucking me fast and furiously like a jackhammer, showing me no mercy. Repeatedly, I started loudly crying out, “OH OH OH OH!” from the force of how hard and fast his penis was thrusting in and out of me.

The room was filled with the sound of Janice crying as the dog raped her and the Rottweiler slapping against my pale white little round ass, and the sound of me repeatedly crying out loud, “OH OH OH OH!” as he jackhammered my little pussy. The dog’s penis had grown enormously; it felt humongous; I could feel the tip of the dog’s penis slamming quickly, like a jackhammer, against my cervix.

Then I thought to myself, “Oh no this can’t be happening,” the dog’s penis was rubbing against my G-spot. I felt it building like a runaway freight train, I tried to fight it, “AAHHHH OOOOH NOoooo!” I squealed out and threw my head back, my eyes rolled into the back of my head. Like a tsunami, overwhelming me, my body started to shake, and my pussy muscles started Contracting around the dog’s penis as I exploded into an orgasm like a meteorite hitting the earth. I screamed out no I can’t. From the sounds beside me, I knew Janice was having the same experience. She was crying out as her dog's penis gave her an unwelcome orgasm.

I started to feel something large and hard slapping against my pussy lips, the dog gave a couple more thrusts. Then something large and round pushed into the entrance of my pussy, my little pussy parted for what felt like, a very large orange entering me, as I started coming down from orgasming. I was breathing heavily; my body was shaking, and the dog went motionless and whimpering. He just laid on top of my back, I could feel the dog ejaculating, his very warm semen into me. It was very much warmer than a man’s semen, I could feel the dog’s large balls throbbing against the inside of my thigh. The Rottweiler had just completed raping me, I was sick all over the floor at the depravity of what had happened. As a second dog mounted me, I was so scared I shit myself.

Janice and I had to kneel there and let the dogs have their way with us there was no escape. The assault by the dogs went on for hours. The Rottweiler seemed to have a massive appetite for sex with us it raped Janice twice and me a second time. I counted thirteen times I was fucked by those big dogs Janice must have a similar number of dog fucks.

Peter walked into the room, and the dogs left. Peter indicated a door: “There is a shower in there. Clean yourselves up together.” As soon as Peter spoke, my body and mind felt turned on at the idea of a shower with Janice. Peter grinned at us, and I thought that he must have something to do with my sudden feelings for Janice. All thoughts about the dogs were pushed to the back of my mind; my body and mind were looking forward to showering with Janice; I was becoming wet between the legs at the thought.

We walked into the shower room, where thick towels, shampoos, and shower gels were available. I noticed a camera in the corner of the room.

Janice stepped into the shower cubical and turned the water on at full blast. I stepped in behind Janice because I wanted her so much. Standing behind her, I wrapped my arms around her waist. Her response was immediately to turn around and kiss me full on the mouth. Our tongues met, and it seemed we couldn’t get enough of each other. “I have done this before with a woman, but you attract me,” I said, and we continued our new exploration of each other.

As my hands continued to play with her breasts, taking each nipple into my fingers and rolling them around, I felt Janice’s hands slowly move down my back and start to caress my ass. She was kneading my ass and grinding her pussy into mine. I couldn’t take it anymore and I knew I had to taste her pussy. I reluctantly took my mouth off her tits and knelt down in front of her. The water was running down my face, but I could tell that her pussy was wet and ready for my mouth. I slowly parted her lips and inhaled the smell of her. Teasing with my tongue, I slipped it into her pussy. I lapped at her cunt, her juices were flowing even more as she pushed my head harder into her pussy. As I was licking her clit, I stuck one finger into her hot hole. She gasped and said, “Keep going, more...more” I obliged. One more finger, then one more, all the while I am sucking on her hard clit. I can tell she’s about to cum, and I know one more finger will do the trick...a fourth finger, then finally my whole hand is pumping in and out, her juices are all over my hand. I hear her say “I’m cumming...ahahahahhhahahahhahahahhah” as her vaginal walls contract around my hand. I stay in her pussy for a while longer and try to lick up all her juices. But she has another idea. Janice pulled me to my feet, and we kissed again, tongues in each other’s mouths, hands running over each other’s bodies. Janice moved down, kissing and sucking on each of my nipples. She knelt and kissed my coarse pussy hair, then my thighs her hand went up the inside of my leg. I spread my legs as she fingered my cunt her mouth and tongue following her fingers into me. I could not hold on any longer and climaxed the climax lasted as Janice licked my juices in my cunt.

Janice stood we kissed and then washed every inch of each other’s body. We dried each other, then still naked, moved to the bed, kissing and twining our bodies around each other, each of us climaxing again. We were interrupted by the door opening. Peter, Wayne and Jo Pearson, who also worked at the college, entered the room.

Jo spoke, “One of you will be performing on stage, and one of you will work the back room. " She turned to Janice, “You can perform on stage for the audience.” She turned to me, and you can pleasure some men in the back room. “No, we won’t let us go,” she swore at them. “Silence!” Commanded Jo. Janice stopped talking mid-sentence.

“Kneel down and give Wayne oral sex.” Janice looked shocked, but her body knelt down in front of Wayne. She pulled his trousers down and took his cock in her mouth, and started sucking and bobbing her head up and down on him. Wayne spoke, “Also, because of your outburst when at college, you will be showing a lot more people your naked body and attending the management meetings naked, and you will have sex with anybody who asks for it.” Peter then spoke, “In the college social room, the two of you will be putting on sex shows, and you will become lovers. The two of you will completely forget all about your time here, everything you have done at college, and everything you will be doing. Because of Janice’s outburst, you will both spend tomorrow morning at the stables having horses mount you and fuck you, and there is nothing either of the two of you can do about it as we control your minds and bodies. Our control will last for all your lives the only concession we make to you is that you will never remember the sex acts that you will be carrying out!”

While Peter was talking, Wayne blasted his cum into Janice’s mouth, and she swallowed it.

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