WARNING: THIS IS A BDSM STORY SO DON'T READ IT IF YOU DISLIKE DOMINATION, SPANKING ETC.
She knew that her dad wouldn't accept her being in a gangbang. It would kill him to know that she had been with multiple men at once. He was on the old fashioned side. Linda, her step mom, would probably convince him to disinherit her or at the very least, kick her off the estate. Brittany couldn't chance that happening.
"Bend your ass over the sofa," Clark said, turning Brittany's attention to serving her Master's friends. She draped her hands over the couch and Clark went to his bag for another goodie. He pulled out a black/purple Cat-O-Nine Flogger. It had a 9-inch handle and 24" tightly braided falls with stingers at the ends of each. Each stinger was capable of delivering quite a wallop.
"You've been a bad girl, haven't you slave?" Clark questioned, holding the flogger menacingly in his hand, making sure Brittany could see it. He stood in front of her, waiting for her reply.
"NO Sir," Brittany answered meekly. She didn't want to continue after knowing Adam was there.
"You dare to disagree with me?" Clark demanded. He walked to the back of the sofa, her ass facing him.
"Yes er I mean no, Master. I've been very bad," she answered, knowing she had no choice but to agree.
"You know that you have to be punished, don't you? Clark teased.
"Please Master. I'll be better," Brittany pleaded.
"Quiet." Clark spanked her left ass cheek hard with the flogger. The stingers stung and Brittany cried out. Undeterred, he used more force on her right one.
"Ow. I'm sorry Master. Please stop. Pleassssssse," she begged again.
Clark ignored her and instead invited the other guys to take their turns hitting her butt. Adam seemed to take special delight when he lifted the flogger and struck her rear end. He walked over to her face and smiled like the devil before doing the deed. He relished the fear he saw in her eyes. The redness of her cheeks grew darker with each swat inflicted on it.
It was Adam who suggested to the others, "Let's fuck her ass." They all agreed and without using any lubrication, shoved their dicks in and out of her shit hole until Brittany grew weak and almost passed out. After an hour of torture, they were finally done with her. Their sperm had filled all her orifices and she had fallen to the floor, used and spent.
"Thanks slave. That was fun," Clark told her. "We'll have to do it again real soon."
Brittany didn't answer him. The men all put their cocks back in their pants and zipped them up. Clark and the others left. Brittany breathed a sigh of relief. She knew that this had been more than she wanted. She was curious about trying BDSM and now she had experienced it firsthand. She never wanted to do it again. She sobbed slightly then she heard the door open. It was Adam.
"Give me your phone number. We have to talk." Brittany had no choice but to give it. She didn't want her dad to find out about this. She arose and went over to her purse and took out a paper and pen. She jotted the digits down and handed the sheet to Adam. He left again after letting her know, "I'll be calling you later tonight." She dreaded the call. Brittany managed to get the mask off. She got dressed and took a taxi home, apprehensive about what Adam had in store for her.
True to his word, Adam phoned that night and made his stance crystal clear. She had to cooperate with him or he would tell her dad or worse show him the recording Harry made of what had transpired. She tried to threaten him back that he would lose his position at work. It was obvious that the loss of his job in no way compared to the risk she had of losing her father's love or inheritance or both. Her father wasn't the type to accept his daughter acting like a whore, she felt. Worse yet, she knew it would break her dad's heart. She agreed to Adam's terms. He ordered her to meet him at his place that Wed at 7pm. He handed her his address.
Brittany was unprepared for what he had in mind. She had never liked Adam. Something always disturbed her about him. She rejected his advances before and that seemed to anger him. Now she was at his mercy.
With trepidation, Brittany rang his doorbell. Adam greeted her with a cheerfulness she never saw him exhibit previously. He cherished the power he had over her. This was the girl who never said "yes" to him and revenge on her dad, who in his mind belittled him every chance he got.
"Come in," Adam said, leading her to the kitchen table. She followed hesitantly.
"Grab a chair." Brittany did.
"As of now, you have only one Master and that's ME. You will tell Clark that you are no longer interested in serving him. Understand?" Adam stared at Brittany menacingly and awaited her response.
Adam continued, "You will obey me or I will have to go to your dad. I will show him the recording Harry made of his beloved daughter gangbanged in all 3 holes. Want that?"
"No Master," Brittany cried softly. The fear in her quivering voice, added to Adam's pleasure. "I'll do whatever you say."
"Good, bitch. Get on your knees and suck my dick."
Brittany obliged. She unzipped his pants and pulled out his limp instrument. She brought it back to life with her expertise at sucking. His purple cockhead swelled up from the attention she gave it. She licked the full length of his stiffening pole with her luscious tongue. She looked into his dark eyes to see that he was pleased, not wanting to risk his wrath.
When his prick was fully upright, he shoved Brittany down on the floor. Lifting her flowered skirt and shoving her thong to the side, he plunged his erect cock into the pussy he now owned. Brittany was repulsed, feeling his manhood deep inside her. She trembled and closed her eyes to block out the sight of him. She prayed he would be done with fucking her soon. Adam thrust deep and hard in her slit and then pulled out. Each plunge of his tool so savage that she wasn't sure how much more she could take. She didn't dare complain. He didn't stop until he released his seed into her cunt, with a grunt. Some blood from her raw twat mixed in with his cum as it rolled down her legs. He rested a few moments while Brittany waited to hear what wish she would next have to grant. Adam didn't want anything more that evening. He wanted to savor his newfound supremacy.
To be continued...