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Driving Lesson
A work of erotic fiction by Wolf Ferret (wolfferret@gmail.com)
The characters and events are completely imaginary. Any resemblance to real people is purely coincidental.
Part 1. First Day.
Brenda Smith was a well-preserved 40. She looked 35 and could pass for 30 at a distance of a few feet. She’d graduated from university with a degree in Accounting and had met her first husband while working on his taxes. The marriage hadn’t lasted long and had ended with a large settlement and good alimony.
Her second marriage had ended the same way.
Two big settlements and two alimony checks a month allowed her to retire. She had a good condominium, a black housekeeper and a black cleaning woman for the heavy work. Life was good, the gym to keep in shape, bridge and tennis clubs for a social life, and an occasional session with her vibrator for relaxation.
Brenda was taking a quiet walk in the local park on a warm day in May. She was minding her own business when she noticed two large men walking toward her. They bracketed her and one said “Brenda Smith?”
“My name is none of your business.”
The one on the left pulled out a large hunting knife and said: “We think it is. Just show us your ID and if you are not Brenda Smith we will leave you alone.”
She was too frightened to fight or argue and gave them her driver’s license. They checked the name and address and said: “She’s the one we want.”
One man took hold of her arm while the other walked behind her with the point of his knife pricking her back. They escorted her to a closed panel van and pushed her into the back.
“What’s going on? Where are you taking me?”
A fist in her stomach silenced her and the only reply was “You’ll find out soon enough.”
They drove into what appeared to be a run down factory and she was pushed out of the van. She found herself in a large room with what looked like 20 or 30 men. The gang was racially mixed – black, white, Hispanic, Asian. Her captors handed her driver’s license to the leader and he passed it around so that the other men could check it.
“So you are the bitch we want! Do you remember a car accident last January?”
“What are you doing? Let me go!”
A slap in the face knocked her to the floor and one of the men kicked her in her side. Another reached down and hauled her up by her hair.
“Just answer the question, do you remember a car accident last January?”
She was sobbing and gasping for breath but managed to say, “Yes.”
“Tell us what happened.”
“I was backing out of a parking spot in a shopping center and didn’t see a motorcycle behind me. I knocked it over and the rider had a broken leg.”
“But you have a fancy car with a rear view camera. How could you not see him?”
“I don’t know. I was probably thinking of my next appointment and not paying attention. Everyone does that.”
“So what did you do?”
”I called the ambulance and police and reported it to my insurance company.”
”Did you check on the rider?”
“No, my insurance company told me not to discuss it with anyone but them and the police and not to contact the injured person.”
“Then man’s name was Bob Jones. He was 23 and died on the operating table from a reaction to the anaesthesia. We are his friends and we don’t think you should get off lightly.”
“That’s terrible but it isn’t my fault!”
“String her up!”
She was dragged to a wooden frame resembling a doorway and was soon spread-eagled with her ankles and wrists tied to ropes attached to the corners. Her toes were just barely touching the floor.
Two men took out large knives and began to cut her clothes off. Brenda screamed hysterically while one man cut her sweatshirt from the neck to the waist. It fell open exposing her frilly pink bra. The other man slit the sleeves from the neck to the wrists. The sweatshirt fell to the floor. Brenda begged them to stop but they ignored her and cut the straps of her bra. It fell to the floor exposing her white breasts and brown nipples.
She wept and screamed as the men spent a few minutes pricking her tender nipples and breasts with the points of their knives. Each prick left a little dot of blood.
When they tired of their play, they slit the waistband and legs of her jeans, which fell to the floor exposing her panties. A couple of quick knife strokes and she was stark naked. The watching men laughed and jeered when they saw that her reddish brown hair didn’t match her black pubic hair.
She was blushing deeply and weeping as she begged them to let her go.
The only reply to her pleas was the leader picking up a leather whip and switching it through the air.
“Bob was 23 so we are going to give you 23 strokes with this. We chose it to leave welts but not scars. The strike zone is any where from your shoulders to your knees and either your back or your front. But you have to count the lashes one, two, three, ... If you miss a count, you will have to start over at one. We won’t stop until you count to 23 without making a mistake. Just to make it more interesting for you, we will blindfold you.”
The whipping began.
WHAP!
“ARRGH!”
“That didn’t sound like one.”
WHAP!
“Please, please!”
“That still didn’t sound like one.”
WHAP!
“Oh God, please stop!”
“We still haven’t heard you count one”
WHAP!
“One”.
WHAP!
“Two.”
WHAP!
“Three.”
She reached five when she went “OWWW!” in response to a stroke that went up between her legs and onto her pussy lips.
“That wasn’t a six, you will have to start over at 1.”
It took three more lashes on her pussy before she managed to gasp out “One.” This time she reached twelve before screaming after a stroke across a breast and nipple.
“You really should control yourself. Now you will have to start over at one.”
She eventually managed to reach 23 but the real total was well over 50. There were welts on her creamy white back, ass, legs, belly and breasts. And blood was dripping from her pussy lips and nipples.
They removed the blindfold and lowered her slightly so that she was no longer standing on tiptoe. The leader showed her a wicked looking device. It had a handle with a number of 18” long strips of leather attached. “We call this a flogger. It’s a form of the old fashioned cat of nine tails. It won’t cut the skin but it does hurt.”
“Now you are going to tell us about yourself and the flogger will encourage you.”
“Your name?”
“Brenda Smith.”
“How old are you?”
“Forty.”
“Height?”
“Five feet 3 inches.”
“Weight?”
“One hundred five pounds.”
“Bra size?”
“34C”
“Waist?”
“26 inches.”
“Hips?”
“35 inches.”
“Are you a virgin?”
She mumbled “no.”
THUD! The flogger struck her stomach.
“Louder”.
“NO.”
“How old were you when you were first fucked?”
“17”
“What happened?”
“A bunch of high school friends at a house when the parents were away. We has some alcohol and my date and I did it in the back seat of his car.”
“So it was consensual?”
“Yes”
“That was 17, you’re 40. Did you do much fucking during that time?”
“I had 5 or 6 partners in university. And was married twice. Each for a few years.”
“What happened to the marriages?”
“We divorced because I caught them with other women.”
“So you couldn’t keep two men satisfied. We’ll give you a chance to learn how to please men.”
“Have you fucked since the divorce?”
“I’ve made love with a few men since then.”
THUD! The flogger struck her breast and nipple.
“I didn’t say make love, I said fuck. When a man sticks his cock into one of your holes, he’s fucking you. From now on, use fuck and cock and cunt when you talk about men using your body.”
What is your favourite position?”
“Please, please don’t make me talk about sex. What sort of woman do you think I am?”
THUD! The flogger struck her on her belly again..
“Don’t argue with us. We know you’re the sort of woman who displays her naked body to a roomful of strange men. We know you’ll walk naked into a bar and lie on your back on the floor so you can fuck any man who pays you $20. Now answer the question. What is your favourite position?”
“On my back with my legs and arms wrapped around my partner.”
“And what kind of foreplay do you like?”
“Kissing me on the lips, feeling my breasts, running hands over me.”
“Now use your imagination. You’ve been out on a date and the two of you have decided to fuck. Where are you? A motel, his place, your place, on the grass in a park with a ring of men watching you?”
“My bedroom. I’d never do it in public.”
“Oh, you will learn to do it in public with any man who pays for it. You can be sure of that! So the two of you are in your bedroom. How do you get naked?”
“Usually he takes my clothes off and I take his off.”
“Does he do it carefully or does he tear them off?”
“He takes them off carefully. He’s not trying to rape me, he wants to make love to me.”
THUD! “I told you that you are not making love, you’re fucking a man.”
“What do you do after you’re naked? Do you walk around and display yourself to him?”
“No, we stand with our arms around each other and have a long kiss. Then we lie on my bed.”
“What happens then?”
“He keeps kissing me and runs his hands over my breast and body.”
“Does he put his fingers in you?”
“Sometimes he’ll play with my clit.”
“What happens when he’s ready to mount you?”
“I lie on my back with my legs spread and my knees bent. Then he gets on top of me and slides into me.”
“What sort of ride do you give him once he’s inside you?”
“I wrap my arms and legs around him and move my hips as he thrusts.”
“How much does he pay you for your services?”
“I keep telling you that I’m not a whore! I’ve never been paid for making love.”
THUD! “So you let men fuck your body for free. What a waste. We will be changing that.”
“What about your mouth? Do you give blow jobs?”
“Yes, if my partner asks for one.”
“How do you do it?”
“I just take his penis in my mouth and suck on it.”
THUD! This time on her breast.
“Don’t use fancy words. It’s a cock not a penis. Now tell us how you give blow jobs.”
“I take my partner’s cock in my mouth and suck on it.”
“Do you swallow?”
“No”
“How unimaginative. Have you tried kissing and licking the man’s cock before putting it in your mouth.”
“No”
“If you don’t swallow, how do you deep throat?”
“I’ve never done that.”
“I can see that you need a lot of training. Before we’re done with you, you will deep throat any man who wants it. And you’ll do a good job.”
“Now how about your last hole? What position do you use for ass fucking?”
“I’ve never let a man use my ass for sex. It’s a filthy idea!”
He brought a knee up sharply into her crotch. “You lied to us. You said you were not a virgin.”
“She still has a hole to be opened up. Who wants to be first?”
The first man to step forward was black, about 200 pounds and 6 feet 3 inches tall. His body looked like a weight lifter – all muscle and little fat.
“Show her what you’ve got.”
He stripped and she could see his erect cock – it was long and thick. How could he possibly get it into her virgin ass hole?
He walked behind her, put his hands on her breasts and brought his cock to her anal entry. He decided that didn’t give him enough leverage so he moved one hand to below her belly button. Now he could move her hips back against him. She was still too tight. He asked for some oil and was handed a can of lubricating oil for cars. He put a little on a finger and inserted that in her ass.
She squealed in outrage. “Please, please don’t do that.” That did her no good at all; he eventually had two fingers from each hand inside her and was stretching her anal opening wider and wider. Tears were running down her face and she kept saying, “Please, no. Please stop” but all the while another man was holding her hips and forcing her back on the exploring fingers.
“She’s still too tight. What have we got that’s the right shape?” Someone handed him a broom handle. “Use this as a pole.”
“Good! Hold her hips still while I get it in.” He pushed it through the ring of her anal muscles and penetrated her bowels about six inches. “Now move her hips.” He slowly pulled it out while his helped pushed her hips back onto the rod. It was almost completely out of her when he suddenly pushed it back in. The cruel in and out play continued for 5 minutes before he removed the broom and pushed his own cock into her shit hole. The hands on her hips forced her to respond to the raping thrusts while the rapist reached around her body and used her breasts as love handles. There wasn’t any love in the way he squeezed and pinched them, her screams got louder and louder but it wasn’t clear which was worse – the pain in her ass or the pain in her breasts. Five minutes of vigorous thrusting and she felt his hot seed spilling into her bowels.
She thought it was over but then her first rapist was replaced by a second and third.. They were just as rough. Despite her frenzied screams and tears, she noticed flashing lights. The spectators were taking photographs of her naked body being publicly ass fucked.
The third rapist finished pouring his seed into her guts and shoved the pole back into her ass.
The leader told her, “We’re going to until you and give you orders. Obey or be flogged. Do you understand?”
“Please, please be merciful. Haven’t you done enough to me?”
“THUD! THUD! THUD!
“We’ve just started. You have weeks fucking and pain to come before we let you go. Now will you obey orders?”
“God help me. I don’t deserve this! Yes, I’ll obey orders.”
They untied her but left the pole in her ass.
“Stand up straight, spread your legs shoulder wide and put your hands behind your neck with the fingers laced.
She obeyed but her hands were resting on her hair instead of her neck.
“That won’t do. Hand me the scissors.”
He cut her hair short so that ended at the level of her ears. Now her interlaced fingers were touching her neck. He put an egg between her neck and her fingers. “Hold it there by pressing on it. It’s uncooked and will break easily. You will be punished if it breaks.”
“We call that position Display. Any time you’re told to display, adopt that position. Now walk forward.”
The pole in her ass forced her forward. She walked between two men and was told to stop.
“Whenever you stop, spread your legs wide. At least shoulder wide.”
The two men began to suck her nipples. Their hands were free. One man ran his hands down her back, the other down her belly and between her legs. The palm of his hand was pressing on her pussy.
She dropped the egg.
“That won’t do. Ten lashes for breaking it.”
THUD! THUD! … THUD!
“Position!” Another egg placed behind her neck.
“Forward!” and the pole pushed her forward.
The relentless parade continued until every man in the room had sucked her nipples and groped her body. She dropped the egg 5 times, which resulted in her breasts and belly being bright red from the flogging.
They removed the pole. “Bend forward and touch the floor.”
“Your ass is too pale. It should match your belly.” THUD! THUD! THUD! … until her ass had also turned bright red.
“On your hands and knees.” A hand grabbed her hair and pulled her forward. The crawl ended at a narrow, dirty mattress. A dog collar was put around her neck and padlocked in place. A chain ran from the collar to a ring in the floor. She could lie down or kneel but couldn’t stand. There was a plastic bucket near the mattress but she couldn’t reach it. “That’s your slop bucket for when you need to shit or piss. Just ask one of the men to take you to it and use it in front of everyone. Now lie on your back and get ready for fucking. And be sure you give the men good rides.”
She lay on her back with her arms and legs spread. Her behind was so sore that merely lying on it was painful. The first man mounted her and she discovered that his weight on her breasts and belly was just as painful as her ass. She couldn’t bring herself to move even as she felt his cock penetrating deep into her and begin its thrusts. He shot his seed into her womb, spat in her face, said “Useless slut, learn to move” and kicked her pussy.
The second man kicked her breast and the third kicked her side.
When the fourth man mounted her she wrapped her arms and legs around him and moved with his thrusts.
“That’s a start. Now you can practice.”
Her cunt had been dry and the friction was making it sore. But as man after man rode her, there cum provided the missing lubrication. She lost track of the number, she was only aware of the constant weight on her, the smell of male bodies in her nostrils and the endless pounding.
In time they changed her position. Now she was kneeling with her head on the floor and her ass in the air. One man was holding her shoulders down and another was holding her hips. The latter drove his cock into her ass and began to thrust in and out. She screamed but that only produced laughter from the ring of watching men.
She felt his cum in her bowels and he withdrew, only to be replaced by another cock. The ass rapes seemed endless, she couldn’t possibly take more but she had to.
Her position changed again. This time she was kneeling with a hand in her hair holding her upright.
“Open your mouth and start sucking. Be sure to swallow. Don’t even think of biting. We have a handy pair of pliers that will do a good job of pulling teeth.”
By now she knew better than to resist. It was a case of cock in mouth, suck until the man came, swallow the vile stuff and start over with another cock.
“Has everyone had a turn? OK, we’ll take a break before we give her the next lesson.”
They let her collapse in an exhausted heap. “On your back, arms and legs spread.”
She lay there while the men ate sandwiches and drank beer and laughed and joked. But eventually she realized her bladder was almost bursting, The chain kept her from reaching the slop bucket.
“Please, I have to go to the toilet.”
“Piss or shit?”
“Piss”.
A man came over, released the chain and took her to the bucket.
“Display position and straddle the bucket”
The sight of all those men watching her caused her to dry up. Several men began to rub her lower belly and press on her bladder. Eventually her piss started flowing. She blushed with shame at the male comments. Then it was back to the mattress and the chain until someone said: “Break is over, lie on your side.”
She obediently rolled onto her side; a man lay down in front of her and entered her pussy. Then she felt another man behind her and a cock in her ass. The double fucking began. She learned all the combinations - ass and pussy, ass and mouth, pussy and mouth. She was back to ass and pussy when she was told to open her mouth and start sucking on the waiting cock. Now she was being triple fucked.
The triple fucking was relentless. As soon as a hole was empty, it was filled again. They kept it up until every man had used at least two of her holes.
It ended with: “On your back, spreadeagled and mouth wide open.” She obeyed and a stream of piss entered her mouth. Most of the men left but a night guard of 3 men were left to watch her.
“Go to sleep but keep your legs spread. Don’t try to hide your pussy. Tomorrow will be a busy day for you.
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