Fantasy Chronicle of Kajal Aggarwal

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Chronicle of Kajal Aggarwal



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#Part 1

I woke up in strange surroundings, in a warm, well lit room. The floor was made of grey tiles and the walls were clad with cream leather, similar to the inside of a plush yacht. I tried to move but realised I was restrained and naked on what looked like a cream leather gynaecologist's examination chair. My legs were spread wide open in stirrups and strapped down, from my knees to my ankles. My arms were strapped down, from my elbows to my wrists. I had a strap around my waist and one around my neck holding my head to the chair. The chair was reclined lightly. I felt extremely vulnerable and exposed, but surprisingly warm and comfortable. My heart was pounding and I was disorientated and terrified. I tried to move to free myself but it was futile. All I could move was my ass about three inches in all directions, but that was all. I had no idea how I had got there or how long I'd been there. I remembered falling asleep on my sofa with a glass of wine and then nothing after that.





I looked around the room and saw a door in front of me between my legs and a series of video cameras all over the room, all pointing at me from different angles. There was a counter with cupboards underneath stretching the full length of the wall to my left with a sink at the far end. I strained my neck to see to the right of me and saw several plush leather chairs and a sofa all facing the wall where there was a bank of large TV screens showing what the cameras could see. I was shocked to see I had four pointing directly at my hairy pussy giving different views. I had another with a close up of my face and three others showing wider angles of me in the chair. I began to panic and tried to pull out of my restraints again, when suddenly the door opened and several people came in.


The first was a woman about thirty five years old with long hair and dressed in a white blouse and short black skirt. She had an air of authority about her, similar to a college teacher. She was followed in by three younger women, all blonde and dressed in only their underwear. Matching white skimpy g strings and flimsy lace bras. Behind them were five men who were wearing tight black boxer shorts. They were all of medium height, and of muscular build, almost like clones of each other but their facial features differed. All the men sat down on the chairs and sofa in silence while the girls remained standing.


"You are Kajal Aggarwal, correct?" she didn't wait for an answer. "My name is Pooja Kumar and I'll be sorting out proceedings here today," the woman in the skirt said, in a matter of fact tone.



"I am Kajal, yes, but who are you people? Why am I here? Please let me go, I have done nothing wrong," I said trying to stay calm and in control.


"I'll tell you exactly why you're here. You see, we have special clients who have certain desires, which we must meet. We make adult videos for those clients. They are fed up with the run of the mill porn films with fake models, fake reactions, fake orgasms and fake breasts. They prefer everyday girls such as yourself and the genuine reaction to their situation and circumstances, such as the one you find yourself in," replied Pooja.


I was suddenly more worried.


"Please don't do anything to me, I won't tell a soul what happened, just let me go, I'll be no good to you in an adult film," I said submissively.


"You're exactly what our clients are looking for," she replied, "Inexperienced with a girl next door look about you, you're perfect."


"Why did you pick me?" I asked.



"Why not pick you. We know all about you 'Kajal', as you like to be called, we've hacked your life, your computer, your diary and your phone. We've read your electronic diary from your laptop and know all about your sexual preferences and inexperience. Poor girl waiting until you were twenty before letting a man fuck you," she said mockingly, "and according to your diary he only fucked you six times, in the dark while you lay on your back. It all sounds very boring and prudish. I'm surprised you didn't lose your virginity earlier Kajal, you are very beautiful," she looked me up and down "nice young body, firm breasts, long brown hair, hazel eyes, you really are a stunner."


She looked in between my legs, "It's a shame you don't shave down there though," she said with a look of distaste.


I struggled at my restraints again, but it was no use, "Just let me go, find someone else, I'll be useless to you, please," I was almost in tears.


"Enough talk let's get started," she said ignoring, me.


She glanced over at two of the girls.


"Stacey, Natalie, shave her pussy, you know our clients hate it hairy."


The two girls went to a cupboard and produced a small silver tray with an electric hair clipper, shaving foam, and a razor. They filled a bowl with water from the sink and came towards me. They sat on two small stools and pulled them up so they were at working height with my genitals, similar to how I would have a Gyno exam at the doctors.


"You should be ashamed of that pussy," said Pooja, "look how hairy you are. We like it clean and shaved here. All our participants are shaved."





"I'm not a willing participant," I replied, trying to move away from Stacey and her hair clippers.


"It doesn't matter," said Pooja in her monotone voice, "it's going to happen anyway"


I felt the buzz of the clippers trimming my pubic hair and tried to move away.


"Don't touch me," I shrieked.


"Relax it's only hair, I won't hurt you," replied Stacey in a cute soft voice.


She continued to remove my pubes with the clippers being very careful not to knick the skin around my pussy. Gently pushing my mound and labia out of the way to put tension on my skin.


I looked across to the video screen and realised all this was being filmed for their perverted clients.


"You know this will be fuck don't you? If you let anyone fuck me, its bang," I said, trying to scare them into letting me go.


Pooja smirked, "We have a saying here, it's not bang if you're wet. And you will be wet before anyone penetrates you, I can assure you."


"You're sick," I replied.


I continued watching on the screen as Natalie started applying the shaving foam and rubbing it into a lather all over my pussy and mound. She then pulled the skin tight and started to shave me. I kept still, not wanting her to make a mistake and cut me. The foam was warm and sticky and felt strange against my labia. I prayed I wouldn't get wet from the experience. She expertly shaved me taking care around my protruding inner lips and clitoral hood and continued all the way down and shaved my ass hole. When she'd finished she wiped me with a soft towel and sat back to admire her work. I looked at the screen and was surprisingly pleased with my new appearance. My cute pink pussy on display, for all the world to see, silky smooth.



"Our guys love to see the goods, rather than a mess of hair," giggled Natalie as she packed her things on the tray and walked off with Stacey.


Stacey walked back to me with a bottle of what looked like massage oil.


"That's much better," laughed Pooja coming in for a closer look "lovely and smooth ready for your next treat."


"How did I get here?" I asked.


"You were drugged. This location is secret and no one will hear you or find you," Pooja replied.


"So you drugged me, kidnapped me and now you're going to fuck me?"

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As she said that Stacey poured massage oil on her hands and rubbed them together. She spread the oil across the inside of my thighs slowly massaging me towards my exposed, freshly shaven pussy. She had an amazing touch and although I was tense with fear, I enjoyed what she was doing to me. She delicately, yet firmly massaged my thighs both inside and out working her way to my shaved pubic mound above my clit. Pooja had gone quiet and was talking to the five men and the remaining girl whose name hadn't been mentioned. I felt Stacey's hands caressing either side of my clit working up and down the sides of my slit, I caught her eye and she winked me a cheeky wink and looked back to her work. I watched her on the screen as she inched closer to my pussy lips and now erect clitty. I tried not to get aroused but my body was reacting to the feelings and my head was trying to tell it not to. I was in danger and probably about to be bangd even though there was no violence involved. It was a calm atmosphere, almost clinical. I was still terrified but knew my pussy was swelling and becoming wet.





I looked away to Pooja and the men and wished I hadn't. The remaining young girl had removed her bra and was on her knees in front of one of the men. I watched as she looked up at him and removed his tight boxer shorts. Pooja said something to her and she moved to the side. I realised it was so I could see what she was doing. The guy was semi hard and only about three inches long and completely shaved. The girl opened her mouth and sucked him inside in one swift movement. She continued to suck him as I felt Stacey finally touch my pussy lips and start to massage them. I jumped back a little with surprise but then relaxed so much I almost let out a gasp of pleasure. I managed to hide it.





I watched the young girl sucking the guy's cock, balls to tip as he slowly fucked her mouth. He was rock hard now but still only small, which surprised me given his muscular build. She started licking his balls slowly as Stacey's attention reached my now throbbing clitty. She was barely touching me but gently massaging my engorged genitals like an expert. I felt a trickle of liquid run from my pussy down to my ass and hoped it was the massage oil. I knew it wasn't and remembered what Pooja said about bang and being wet. I kicked myself for allowing it to happen but I had no control over my body. I also knew I was going to climax if Stacey carried on much longer. I could feel it building inside me, despite my predicament.





There was a loud CLAP as Pooja clapped her hands together. It snapped me back to reality


"Stacey, is she ready?" she asked.


"Yes Miss Pooja," she replied. She moved in and kissed my mound tenderly and then moved away and took her stool with her.


"Dan! You're up first. Give her a good fucking, Stacey's got her nice and juicy for you."


Dan laughed and moved towards me. I tried to back up but couldn't move. I started to panic and breathed faster, "No please don't. Let me go. I'm not going to let you fuck me. Fucking let me go."


Pooja stood next to me sneering. She reached down and touched between my pussy lips. I felt how wet my slit was as she ran her finger from bottom to top.



She laughed, "It's not bang." and sucked her wet finger.


She looked at Dan, "Fuck her," she ordered.


Dan grinned and got himself between my spread legs looking down at my shaved hole. I saw him grab his shaft as he lined it up with my hole and touched the head of his cock onto my wet lips.


"NO. FUCK OFF," I shouted almost hysterical. I spat in his face and moved as far away as I could. "GET OFF ME, FUCK OFF, I WONT LET YOU."


I tensed my pussy muscles to try and keep him out but it was useless.


He gasped as he entered me, "You did get her nice and wet Stacey, well done, she's so fucking tight too."





I started crying, tears running down my face as I resigned myself to being fucked by Dan. He fucked me slowly, pulling all the way out and then going back in balls deep into my wetness. I couldn't keep my pussy walls tensed any longer and finally relaxed as he slowly violated my body.

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He felt me relax and laughed, "I preferred it when you were tightening down on me Kajal."


I felt sick at him using my name, he was only a small dicked man but I still felt every stroke. He was fucking me for about five minutes before I realised he had no condom on. I went berserk again. I pleaded with Pooja to make him stop.





"Pooja pleeease make him stop, he's not even wearing a condom, I don't want to get pregnant."


"You lying little bitch," she hissed "You're on birth control, we have your pills from your bag, we're not stupid. I told you we hacked your life. Keep going Dan, cum in her."


I closed my eyes and sobbed.


There was nothing I could do but lie there, feeling his cock get harder and his balls tighten as he quickened his pace. I knew what was coming.


"You fucking filthy bastard," I shouted, spitting at him again, "Don't you dare fucking cum in me, you small dicked fucker, get the fuck out of me."


It was too late. I watched in disgust as he threw his head back and sighed and thrust as far into me as he could. I felt his tiny cock pulse seven or eight times as he ejaculated inside me. The first time any man had. I burst into tears again, squeezing my pelvic floor to try and expel him and his seed.





Pooja laughed, "See it wasn't so bad, was it? Good boy Dan how was she?"


Dan still had his little cock inside me, going limp, "Delicious," he smiled as he slowly pulled out of me.


"Fuck you," I snapped spitting in Pooja's face.


"Such a charming girl," she said condescendingly, wiping the spit off her cheek.


I felt Dan's cum draining from me as I pushed and bore down to push it out of me.


"I wouldn't do that if I were you," said Pooja, "My boys only get bigger as we move forward, you might be glad of the extra lubrication."


"Make this stop," I pleaded.


"What's the matter with you, it's just sex Kajal. Come on, tell me you didn't feel a little tingle when he shot his load into you."


"Maybe a little, but that's not the point," I answered, "it doesn't mean I'm willing."



"Some girls would love to be in your position, no strings attached, just a quick fuck from strangers, just relax and enjoy yourself." she said.


I didn't reply but thought that maybe she was right. I was wet after all and I was getting the tell-tale signs of an orgasm building from my belly. I wasn't going to tell Pooja that though.


She called over to the girl on her knees. She was stroking the next guy's shaft and licking the tip of his cock.


"Is he ready Kate?"


"Yes Miss Pooja," she giggled, releasing his cock.


"Your turn Steve," she said, beckoning him over.


He was shaved like Dan but bigger. Maybe five inches and a little thicker. I looked in horror as he came over smiling at me.


"Round two Kajal," he said in a gruff voice.


He looked me up and down and along the length of my legs left to right as they were spread out in front of him. His gaze settled predictably on my wet pussy and he licked his lips


I glanced at the video screen and looked at my slit glistening with my wet juices and Dan's spunk. It must be exactly what Steve could see and was all the invitation he needed.


As with Dan, he lined himself up, but parted my labia slightly with his glans, sliding them up and down and over my clitty. He was more the size I was used to, the same as my ex-boyfriend who had fucked me six times in the missionary position, in the dark just as Pooja had mocked me. I had written it in my diary. She was telling the truth about reading it. Steve slid his cock back down to the entrance of my pussy and pushed inside me. Again I tensed to keep him out and although he was bigger than Dan he still slipped in easily into my well lubricated passage.


"Fuuuuuuck she's tight, Dan you were right," he said, "and you've certainly lubed her up nicely for me."





He pulled all the way out and rubbed the head of his spunky cock on my clit again. He tried to catch my eye but I turned away and looked at the video screen. I watched the screen as he continued to rub the head of his cock on my clit, up and down, side to side commenting on how cute I looked.


"You're much better close up Kajal, lovely tits, what are you a B cup? And such a gorgeous cunt, all pouting and pink. I'm going to enjoy emptying my balls inside you."


I ignored him, but can't deny feeling a little flattered and turned on by his comments.


"And look at your little puckered asshole, oh my, seems a shame to waste that."


"Don't you fucking dare," I snapped, "You fucking basted."


Pooja jumped in, "Steve! No anal! Pussy fucking only, remember?"


Steve laughed, "Maybe next time Kajal," and he slid his cock back inside me.


Despite what was happening to me Steve had aroused me from his attention on my clit and I could feel a climax slowly building. I willed it away. I had been close to cumming from Stacey's massage and I was now feeling it again. There was no violence or threats made, which made it a little more reassuring that I wasn't in any danger. I was helpless and they knew it. He fucked me slow with long strokes, occasionally slipping out of me and going at my clit. I watched on the screen, not wanting to look at him even though he was quite handsome. He fucked me for about five minutes before I felt him tense and I knew he was going to fill me with my second load of sperm. Unlike Dan he pulled his cock out so just the tip was inside me and started to cum, after the first spurt he pushed into me and I saw on the screen as cum spewed out of my swollen hole. I felt him keep on spurting until he was drained and he pulled his wet slimy cock from my body. I again pushed his seed out of me and watched on the screen as his thick spunk oozed down over my asshole and onto the chair before finally dripping onto the floor in long stingy lines. I felt so defiled, used, just a fuck hole for them, but in a way I liked the feeling.





"Pooja bent down between my legs and took a closer look, "My god Steve, it looks like you needed that, have you been saving it up? What a nice big sticky load, Kajal you should be grateful, what do you say to Steve."


"Fuck you, you cunt," I shouted Spitting at Pooja once again. There was no way I was going to thank him for spunking inside me without my permission, even if it did feel nice. My spit hit her on her blouse. She brushed it off and looked over at the next guy. He had his boxers off and Kate was bent over in front of him facing me. She smiled and winked at me. Wiggling her ass at the next guy. She moved to the side and I saw my next attacker's cock. Unlike the others he was not circumcised, he was shaved and had low hanging balls. His cock was thick and about seven inches long. It looked slick and wet and I realised he'd been fucking Kate from behind while Steve was exploding inside me. Kate turned and kissed his shaft.

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"Jack! Your turn big boy," Pooja said nodding in my direction.


"Enough now," I protested, "I can't take anymore, let me go please, I'm begging you."


"Beautiful natural reaction Kajal, our clients will love you," she laughed, "Just sit back and enjoy it, he's an average size and I know you can take it."





It was bigger than I'd had but somehow I did want it inside me.


Jack approached pulling at his foreskin to expose his glans. It was thicker than I thought when he got closer. He held his foreskin back and slid straight into me without hesitation or saying a word. I tried once again to clamp my pussy walls shut but he was too strong and I was too slimy for it to make any difference. It took me by surprise how nice it felt, smooth and thick. I felt his balls against my sticky thighs and ass cheeks. He pulled out as slowly as he had pushed in and rubbed it against my clit as Steve had done. He rubbed my juice and the other mens spunk all over my clit and I closed my eyes trying not to become too aroused by it. I felt my clit tingling and knew I was close to orgasm. He kept on going sensing my climax. I tried to pull away but couldn't. I opened my eyes, Pooja was standing watching me, she could sense it too. She watched as Jack continued his assault on my throbbing clitty.





"Hahaha," she mocked, "going to cum are we Kajal? I told you it wasn't bang."


She was right but I ignored her and looked between my legs at Jacks cock on my clit. He was wanking himself off with his tip resting on my clit, pleasuring us both at the same time. I could smell spunk and my musky pussy scent as I craned my neck off the headrest to get a better look.


"She's enjoying it Jack, make her cum."


I was enjoying it. I could feel it, any second now. Feeling it building from my stomach, I finally let it go. I started to buck and my pussy walls contracted in a rhythm. I was having an orgasm from Jack forcing himself on me and I could do nothing to stop it. I gasped as Jack stuck his thick member back into me. I thought my orgasm would end as he left my clit alone but it only intensified when I felt my contracting cunt sucking him inside me. I came so hard I'd thought I'd break my restraints, as it washed over me in waves. Seeing me cum and feeling my contracting pussy making me tighter, was too much for Jack and he started to cum. He timed his cum thrust wrong as I moved and writhed on the chair and his cock slipped out. His first three squirts hit my labia, ass hole and clit before he managed to get it back into my pulsating hole. He finished with at least ten more spurts inside me as my own orgasm subsided. I lay there panting and sweating with Pooja staring at me.





"You fucking little slut," she snorted, "You fucking love it don't you? You climaxed like a whore, how can this be bang when you react like that? Our clients will go berserk when they see you."


"It is bang," I panted, "gang bang actually, I have no control over my body, it just happened."


Jack spoke for the first time, "Fucking hell her pussy gripped so tight, I couldn't hold off, sorry Miss Pooja I was hoping to give more of a show."


"You were a bit premature, maybe you shouldn't have fucked Kate beforehand. At least you made her cum Jack, so you're forgiven, besides you look to have made a nice mess down there, pull out slowly and lets have a look at her," Pooja said looking at Jack.





Jacks cocked slurped out of me, already going limp, coated in my cum and the cum of three men. I looked at the close up on the screen as Pooja got between my legs again for a viewing.


My slit was shiny and pink, I had cum splattered on my clit and outer labia and on the inside of my thighs. My inner labia were swollen and covered in thick spunk. My hole was open slightly from Jacks thick cock and cum slowly dripped from me onto the chair. I didn't push this load out as I was spent and had no energy.


"Holy shit!" exclaimed Pooja, "Now THAT is a fucking sexy creampie, wouldn't you agree Kajal?"


"If you say so," I said, "I wouldn't know as I don't let men cum in me."


"Well you've just taken three big loads in your cunt and you definitely enjoyed it based on that orgasm you've just had."


Jack squeezed the last drops of cum out of his cock and flicked it onto my pussy before he walked away.


"Just look how sexy you look on film," she pointed at the screens.


"Are we done," I asked ignoring her, "Let me go now, you've got what you wanted."





"Done? No of course we're not done! You've got to take a fucking from Brad and Richard yet."


"Kate, Stacey, how's he doing over there," she asked looking back to the seating area.

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I looked over and wished I hadn't. I had never seen a cock so big. He had two girls to get him going. Stacey had her little tits in his face which the guy was sucking on greedily, while Kate was on her knees, once again, cupping his huge balls. His cock was nine inches long and two inches thick and I watched in disbelief as Kate slid his entire length down her throat without a second thought. I almost gagged just watching it.


"Holy fuck," I said out loud.





"She has skills doesn't she?" Pooja laughed, "He's going to slide that inside you Kajal, just like the others did, are you excited?"


"Keep that fucker away from me," I protested "I've done enough now."


"Brads not that big," she smirked, "Richard is much bigger."


"No please Pooja, I can't take that."


Kate throated Brad's cock in and out like a professional cock sucker.


"Awwww poor little Kajal scared of Brad's nine incher," she mocked.


"It's too long and thick, he'll hurt me."


"You'll be amazed how wide a pussy can stretch," she said, "and I did warn you not to push all that semen out of you, you'll need all the lube you can get."


She looked back to the seating area, "Richard stand up and show her what she's in for after Brads done with her."


Richard stood up in his tight boxers and grabbed his bulge. It truly was enormous and it was still not fully hard. He dropped his boxers and it sprang free, at least eleven inches and fatter than Brads, at least the thickness of a beer can.


I burst into tears again, "No Pooja, please don't let him fuck me," I sobbed.


She ignored me, "Kate bring Brad over, he might need your help with this one, her fuck holes tight."


She lead him over with his huge dick in her tiny hand. He got between my legs.


"Don't be scared," he said in an un-expectantly soft voice, "just relax and it won't hurt."


I tried to back up and fought my restraints again but could only back up three inches as he pulled his foreskin back revealing a very large bulbous helmet wider that his shaft.


"Hold her lips open Kate," said Pooja softly, moving in for a closer look.


Kate moved to my side and leaned over with both hands spreading my labia open, so far that it hurt. She struggled due to the amount of cum all over me, making it slippery for her to keep hold.





"That's it Kate good girl, keep her like that," said Pooja. She looked at my frightened face and smiled.


"Take it slow Brad, fuck her with it, stretch her out for Richard."


"NO NO NO. DON'T. PLEASE," I whimpered as I felt his helmet rub over my lips and clit. I tensed and clamped my pussy walls once again but had no strength left, from the other three men that had already violated me.


"Relax or it will be more painful," said Pooja, touching my forehead.


"FUCK YOU, LET ME GO. NO"


Brad pushed forward locating my hole. I felt my pussy stretching as he inched into me. I was resisting him by tensing but in the end I had no strength left and relaxed. He slid into me halfway and stopped.


I cried out in pain and thought he had split me


"There you go," said Pooja, "I told you to relax."


"He's split me," I cried.


"Stupid girl," she snapped, "look at the screen."


I glanced over and saw my pussy spread and held open by his thick manhood. It was gripping him and cum was oozing out as he pushed in further. I got instantly wetter. It looked so sexy and although it hurt, it hurt in a good way, almost pleasurable.


"She's got a lot of cum in her," said Brad, as he pushed in further still.





I was amazed at the sight of my cunt stretching to take such a monster and almost forgot about the pain. He went in more and I felt his balls bump against me. He was in as far as he could go, his helmet pushing against the limits of my vaginal passage and my cervix. I breathed out which must have been visible to Pooja.


"She's just juiced up all over my cock," laughed Brad.


"Good girl Kajal, I told you could take it, your little pussy seems to like it, can't you feel how juicy you just got?" Pooja jokes.


I was panting fast taking the pain and the sensation of such a huge member inside me. It hurt but I felt so full it was hard to describe. My face relaxed slightly as he started to withdraw it. I felt like the vacuum of my pussy was sucking him back in and thought he was going to pull my insides out, until he finally withdrew completely with a loud wet sucking sound.


My body relaxed completely and I felt empty.


I must have looked disappointed because Pooja sensed my emptiness.


"And now you want it back inside you don't you, you dirty little bitch? Look at the screen," she said.


I did I as I was told.


"See! Your little whore hole is back to normal, no damage done."



She was right, my pussy was a little pinker than before but looked normal. It was oozing with my girl goo mixed with semen and looked extremely erotic.


Pooja looked at Brad, "She can take it, fuck her and lube her up with spunk ready for Richard." I looked on as she walked away with Kate.


I braced myself as he pushed back into me, I watched my pussy lips yield and stretch on the screen as I felt full once more. There was a wet slurping noise as the air and cum was pushed from my hole and his tip touched my cervix again. I sighed a blissful sigh and Brad laughed.


"You love it don't you," he whispered, "my nine inch cock tickling your womb? Dirty little slut."


"No, you're still banging me" I lied to myself.


I did love it, the full feeling, the erotic sight of my cunt stretching from the close up on the camera, the feeling of getting wetter by the second as my body reacted to a thick cock inside me. He started fucking me, pulling all the way out and all the way back in. He too rubbed my clit with the tip of his cock, now and then, trying and get me off. He didn't need to, five minutes of attacking my cunt and I was feeling my second climax building. I tried to hide it but my eyes gave me away. Pooja was watching my face on the screen and looked over to me smiling.





She walked over, "Again? So soon? Wow, your body loves big cock after all Kajal," she said laughing. "How can this be gang bang, when you're juicy as a peach and you've cum once already? Admit it you're enjoying this."


I wasn't about to admit it, but I was enjoying it now. "You fucking bitch," I said, "you're as bad as they are for arranging this gang bang, and that's what it is gang bang, you sick fucks, my wetness and orgasm is a body reaction, of course I'm not fucking enjoying it." I lied.

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I felt Brads cock pumping in and out of me in a steady rhythm and felt my climax building with each stroke.


"My oh my what a lying whore you've turned out to be Kajal. You're going to cum again, I know it, Brad knows it and you know it, so don't lie. It's a fact that most women can climax from clitoral stimulation, but not many from just being fucked."



She looked at Brad. "Good boy Brad, no more clitty play for her, make her cum from penetration, she's close now, finish her off."


I closed my eyes hoping my feelings would subside, but they were building with every thrust. I felt the emptiness as he withdrew and the fullness as his balls hit my sloppy ass cheeks. Empty, full, empty, full. In, out, in, out.


"Oh god! I'm gonna cum!" I said out loud, without realising.


"Filthy Slut!" said Pooja, with venom.


Hearing her call me a slut like that sent me over the edge and a huge wave of pleasure hit me like a wall, over and over, wave after wave, I soaked his cock with each contraction of my pussy. I cried out in pleasure and pain as my fuck hole got tighter with each wave.


"Cum in her Brad, fill her up," said Pooja with excitement.


"Oh fuck!" cried brad, as threw his head back and thrust once more as deep as he could.



I felt his cum splatter against my cervix with huge force, warm and sticky. He pulled all the way out and I watched as he spurted a huge stream of boiling hot spunk onto my abused hole before he pushed back in again. He repeated this five times as I bucked like a mule in the chair. A squirt deep inside me followed by a squirt on my pussy. He finally finished with the last few spurts inside me. I felt his cock pulsating in time with my pussy contractions, as if my cunt muscles were milking his balls dry, sucking it inside me like Kate had done with her skilful mouth.


He kept it inside me as we both recovered. We looked each other in the eye and I smiled a shy smile at him.


"Fuck me, you're tight," he laughed, "incredible pussy skills Kajal, you're like a milking machine when you orgasm."


"Body reaction, I have no control," I said out of breath.


"I must have cum a bucket load inside you, your cunt sucked me dry."


"Wow what a show," said Pooja with glee, bringing me back down to earth, "you're maybe the best we've had, the clients will fucking love you. Brad pull out slowly. We need a good shot of this on camera, let's see her cummy hole."


I turned to the screen, actually wanting to see it for myself. He slowly pulled his softening dick from my tired hole, pulling with it my clear orgasmic juices mixed with Brads sticky cum. His cock was shiny with creamy blobs all over it and as it flopped out of me there was a huge gush of creamy fluid. It stuck to my lips and slowly dripped down my to butt hole. My whole genital area was a mess of spunky residue. My clit was covered and poking out like a kidney bean, my labia were puffy and red with slimy jizz, defying gravity, refusing to drip off.





Pooja let out a blissful gasp, "Wow! Just wow! That's exactly what we're looking for, look at that, freshly fucked pussy creampie, well done Brad, amazing cum load."


"Thank you Miss Pooja," he said and walked off wiping his cock with his hands.


"Still think its bang?" she said looking me in the eye.


I didn't answer, I just started her in the face.


"You've just had what I'm guessing is the biggest orgasm of your life, am I right?"


I still said nothing. She was right. 'Fucking bitch' I thought to myself.


"A huge climax from penetrative sex alone, quite a rare occurrence."


I looked away from the screens. I gazed at the close up of my face, I looked a mess, make up running down my face, sweaty, my hair was wet. I looked like a bang victim even if I was beginning to feel that maybe I wasn't one. I looked to the screen with my pussy close up. I could see the sex juices of male and female slowly dripping off me. My pussy had finally stopped twitching. The smell of cum and sex was filling the room. I was exhausted from my two massive climaxes and somehow felt content.


"Kate?" Pooja said looking over to the seating area, "bring Richard over, and bring Natalie with you"


'Shit' I thought, I've got to take an even bigger one.


He still had his boxer shorts on. Natalie and Kate bought him over arm in arm. He stood in front of me, his bulge looked soft. The girls pulled his shorts down and he stepped out of them. Kate helped Natalie out of her bra and panties and they all stood there naked. Kate took Natalie's knickers and held them up to Richards nose. He breathed deeply burying his nose into the flimsy gusset. I watched as his cock twitched into life, like throwing a switch. Natalie giggled and both girls dropped to their knees.


Pooja moved over and stood behind Richard, "Nat has an intoxicating scent Kajal, men buy her used panties every day of the week."


The two girls stroked his hardening cock between them. Nat at the base and Kate at the tip.


Slobbering on their hands to make him slippery. He was circumcised like the first two with a huge tight ball sack.


"Would you like to smell her scent Kajal," she said, taking the panties off Richard and walking round behind my head.


"No!" I said forcefully "I wouldn't, I'm not that way inclined, I'm straight."


She stretched the flimsy g string out so I could see the gusset. It was sopping wet and slimy.


"She is very easily turned on as you can see, she leaks into her knickers all day long," she said softly, as she bought them closer to my nose, "seeing your performance has made her incredibly fragrant."


I could already smell her pussy on the fabric and it was still six inches away. I couldn't see my next attacker as it was obscured by Natalie's underwear but I could hear slurping and sucking noises as they went to work on his cock. I tried to move my head away from the wet material but she moved them closer still. Two inches from my face, I could smell her as if her aroused cunt was in front of me. Musky, sweet, light perfume, the true scent of a woman. I wanted to smell her properly and felt light headed. I closed my eyes waiting for the inevitable.


She snatched them away and laughed.


"Straight are you?" she mocked, "fucking lying again."


'Fucking tease' I thought.





I looked back to Richard who was now fully hard and enormous. His cock was between the two girls' mouths. It looked like they were kissing each other but Richards cock was between their lips. They couldn't suck him due to the size, so they went along its length sucking it together. He was at least eleven inches long and three inches thick. I'd never seen anything like it.


My heart ponded at the thought of him fucking me. I was apprehensive and excited all at the same time. Could I take it? I guess I was about to find out.


Stacey pulled a chair over and put in front of me at an angle. She put one leg on the chair and bent forward and leant her elbows on the back rest, showing me her bald pussy, looking back at me and smiling. She had small inner lips and puffy outer ones. She was slick and shiny between her legs.


Pooja was still behind me with Kates G string in her hand, "Show time," she said.


The girls got up and walked back to the seating area as Richard and his massive member moved closer still.


He ignored me and stood behind Stacey lining his cock up with her slimy slit. She parted her butt cheeks with one hand and flicked her head to get her hair out of her face. Richard turned and looked at me for a split second and then he shoved his full length inside Stacey in one movement.


I gasped in amazement and Stacey groaned with pleasure. She stuck her ass out and arched her back with grace, as he started to fuck her with his monster cock. I had a perfect view as he slid in and out and I saw how wet she must have been. His cock was shiny and smooth.





"She has skills too," Pooja giggled.


"You're not kidding," I said in amazement.


I felt my clit grow and my pussy twitch and moisten as he speeded up his assault on the tiny girls hole. The whole time Stacey never took her eyes off me, a look of utter lust and ecstasy on her face as she took all he had.


Without being touched at all, I felt my orgasm building from the visual excitement and my whole body tingled as it yearned for stimulation. I shifted in my chair slightly and sighed.


Pooja sensed it and said, "I know what you want."


"I don't want anything," I lied, watching Stacey reach between her legs and rub herself.


"You're jealous, you want him inside you, admit it," whispered Pooja.


"Don't be stupid," I lied again. I did want it, I needed some form of stimulation to get me off and I was past caring now. I needed fucking.


"You want to feel him stretch your little cunt open as he fills your hole with that beast of a cock."


Her words were turning me on like I couldn't believe. Dirty talk and a live sex show were getting me off but I needed him inside me.


"You want him to violate your fuck hole and fill you with his sticky hot cum don't you, you little whore?" she whispered seductively.


"All you have to do is ask and I'll make him fuck you," she said holding Nat's panties out to me again.


I got a sniff of her pussy scent again. The smell, the live sex show, Pooja's dirty talk, it was all getting to me. I wanted his cock so badly.


"Ask me," she said, bringing the panties closer.


I stretched to get nearer to the G string in her hand. My pussy was dripping wet again, from cum and my own excitement. I couldn't hold on much longer I needed release, I needed to climax like my life depended on it.


"Ask me," she said again more forcefully.


I gave in, "Make him fuck me," I said.


"Manners?"


"Please make him fuck me," I begged.

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She nodded at Richard. He withdrew from Stacey's snatch and turned to line up with my spunky hole. Stacey held his cock and guided him in. He was fucking huge, but I wanted it more than anything. I felt myself moving towards him to make him enter me sooner.


"Fuck her," said Pooja, as she clamped Nat's soaked knickers over my mouth and nose.





He pushed in harder than the others had. I was relaxed and still it hurt like hell. I tried to cry out but the G string muffled my scream. I was breathing fast through the material and could smell Nat's heavenly cunt. The battering ram sized cock pushed in as far as it could and I started to cum instantly.


"That's it you little whore," said Pooja, "Take him inside, feel him stretch you out, you fucking love it."


His balls hadn't touched my ass yet, so it wasn't fully inside me, but it was all I could take. He pulled out and back in, out and back in, over and over as I came all over his cock.


"Mmmmmm you're cumming hard Kajal, soak his cock, sniff those panties, doesn't she smell good?" she continued with her filthy talk.


I nodded.


My senses were overloaded from the sound of Pooja's dirty mouth and slurping noises of my pussy, mixed with the scent of Nat's wet panties and the feeling of utter fulfilment from my overstretched fuck hole. I came for what felt like five minutes bucking, writhing screaming in pleasure and pain, struggling to breath. I looked at the screen and saw my poor pussy red and stretched thin taking a punishing from his eleven inch cock. It looked amazing.





Unlike the others, he slowed down when he was about to cum and pushed the full length into me, his balls slapping against my ass at last. Then I felt it. A huge throb from his shaft as he deposited his first shot against my cervix.


"That's it slut, feel him empty his balls inside you," said Pooja, "He's got a nice big load of cum for your hungry little cunt."





He pumped another into me and then pulled out slightly. Two more spurts as he was withdrawing. His pulsing cock looked like a snake shedding its skin. My full passage couldn't contain all of his cum and it starting spilling out between my lips and his shaft. I watched his shaft pump twice more as he continued to withdraw. Eight inches of cock hanging out of me and he was still pumping cum into my hole, I thought it would never end. He finally pulled out after ten big squirts and shot four more over my stomach and pussy. I felt semen trickling out of me and thought I must be gaping. My pussy was hanging open. It was very red, puffy and cummy but looked sexier than ever before.


Pooja released Nats dirty knickers from my face and moved down to take a look.


"Oh. My. God." she exclaimed, "what a cummy mess Kajal, look at your poor little abused pussy."


"I can see it," I said coyly, out of breath.


"Beautiful isn't it," she said, getting an even closer look ,"excellent show Richard, it went as we expected, she begged for it," she looked me in the eye.


I looked away, feeling ashamed at what I'd done.





"Awwwww don't be shy now you little slut," she said in a cutesy voice "poor little Kajal begs to be fucked and then feels dirty."


"Fuck off Pooja," I said "It wasn't like that, it's still bang." I knew it wasn't.


"It's not fucking bang you lying little whore, you loved it in the end, maybe not to begin with, but you just came three times as the cocks got bigger and you begged for the last one."


"It wasn't like that," I said again defiantly.


"It was exactly like that, we've got it on film," she laughed "Make him fuck me, that's what you said."


I didn't answer. Just looked away as she continued to stare at my messy over fucked gash.


"We're done here," she said, "you can push the cum out of you if you like it'll be good for the cameras".


I looked at my abused pussy as I pushed and bore down to expel the creamy juices. It spewed out of me in an endless river of white sticky fluid and dripped down my ass crack, onto the chair and then onto the floor in stringy ropes. I finished with a wet pussy fart as the last of it left my exhausted body, leaving cum bubbles round my hole.





"Good girl Kajal, absolutely perfect," she said, licking her lips, "and a cute little fart from your pussy too, delicious."


"Are you going to let me go now?" I said, finally getting my breath back.

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"Yes, of course, you've been an amazing little movie star for our clients, they'll pay good money for the film when I tell them about you."


"I just want to go home," I said, "you can do what you want with the video, so long as no one I know sees it."


"No one will see it unless they pay on the dark web. I have to warn you now Kajal ,tell no-one of what happened here," said Pooja in a stern voice, "if I find out you've told a soul, I'll bring your mother or sister in here and make you watch while Richard fucks their ass. Do you understand?"


"Please no," I cried, "I won't tell a soul I swear."


"Then we understand each other?" she said.


"Yes I'll tell no-one I promise."



Pooja looked over to Kate and nodded. She walked over to the cupboard and came back with a syringe with liquid in it.


"What the fuck," I said, suddenly worried again, "What is this?"


Kate positioned the needle against my arm and pricked me with it. She pushed the plunger and the clear liquid was injected into me. I felt instantly woozy and the room started spinning.


"See you soon sweet Kajal," said Pooja, in a sinister tone as she walked away. That was the last thing I heard before I passed out.



*****


I woke up on my sofa, as if nothing had happened. I was wearing the same clothes, the empty wine glass was on the table. Had I dreamt it?


I moved to get up and felt a pain in my lower abdomen. No it wasn't a dream my pussy muscles ached. I took off my jeans and knickers and went to the mirror. Even walking was uncomfortable.


I had been shaved and my labia was red and swollen and felt tender to touch. I felt slightly bruised inside. My hair and makeup were back to normal as though nothing had happened. My pussy was moist but clean with no signs of the huge amount of cum I had taken. I had very mixed feelings about what had happened. In one way I felt used, degraded, ashamed and violated in every possible way. Yet somehow I felt content, fulfilled, naughty and sexy that I had done what I had done. What started out as a terrifying experience ended with the most pleasurable feelings I had ever experienced from sex. I was exhausted so I pulled my knickers back on and went to bed. I fell into a very relaxed and restful sleep wondering if they would come for me again.





To be continued...

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It had been three months since my encounter with Pooja and her sordid team. I still had mixed feelings about it all. It has started out as a gang bang, but in the end I was begging to be fucked. Five men had forced themselves on me and all of them had ejaculated inside me without my consent. I was terrified at the beginning of my ordeal, but loved it at the end. It had all been filmed in some sort of clinical room, for the entertainment of Pooja's clients and although I had trawled the internet I had never found the video. It was as though it had never happened.


I had continued my electronic diary, noting my sexual encounters, although that incident hadn't been included.


Now three months later I had woken up in the same clinical padded room as before. Same grey floor tiles, same cameras and TV screens showing my body spread out naked for all to see. My heart sank.





'How did this happen again?' I said to myself in my head 'I thought they were done with me.'


I was strapped onto a bench, on my back this time. The bench was once again cream leather and was the same width as my body. My wrists were strapped up to my elbows, with my arms by my sides. My legs were spread wide open in stirrups, as before and strapped from my ankles up to my knees. I could move a lot more than last time, but only by siding forwards or backwards. If I slid backwards my head flopped off the bench. Around my neck was a white diamanté studded dog collar, attached to a chain which went through a hole in the bench. The chain was slack and rattled and clanked underneath me, as I lifted my head to see the rest of the room.


The TV screens showed wide angle shots of me, as well as close ups of my breasts, pussy and face. It was obvious they had bought me back for another film session, to be fucked again or worse.


I lay there not moving for about ten minutes. I watched my chest rise and fall with my breathing, as I looked at myself on the screen. I examined my body as though I was watching someone else on a TV show. I was in good shape and felt pleased with how I looked. I could see the close up of my boobs, soft and firm with my small dark nipples. I scanned another screen and looked at my bald vulva. I never usually got the chance to look closely at my pussy and found it interesting to see it in such detail. My small outer labia gave way to my inner lips, protruding slightly all pink and pouting. My clitoral hood, slightly darker, hiding my little bean. I tensed and watched my pussy twitch ever so slightly and then released. I did it again and again and smiled to myself. I was so engrossed in what I was doing that I was startled when the door opened behind me and heard footsteps. I stopped twitching and turned my head to see who it was. I wasn't surprised by who I saw.





"Kajal, how lovely to see you again," it was Pooja.


"What am I doing here again!" I snapped, "You had your film and I thought you were done with me."


"I said I would see you again soon Kajal, you didn't think that was it did you."


"Yes, I did, now let me go."


She looked down at me as she came level with the bench, dressed in the same white blouse and short black skirt as before. She had what looked like a remote control in her hand. She walked round me giving me the once over, like a lion looking at her prey.


"Still as sexy as ever, aren't you?" she said, "and nice to see you've kept on shaving that little pussy of yours too, saves us from doing it for you again."


"I prefer it like that now," I replied.


"At least you've learnt something then," she said, "you've got a gorgeous body Kajal, perky breasts, toned long firm legs, and such a pretty face, big hazel eyes, full lips, you're a real cutie aren't you." she was starting to sound seductive.





"Our clients loved your last session, said you were the best ever, such natural reactions of both fear and pleasure, do you remember how much you loved it?" she asked.


"Fuck you Pooja, I kept my promise and told no-one, now let me go, and no I didn't love it," I lied.


"Well, I've watched the footage several times and I can assure you, you looked in ecstasy when you took the third, fourth and fifth cocks inside you."


"Get off on it did you?" I asked.


"Not as much as you did," she scoffed, "but yes it did turn me on," she pulled up a stool and sat next to me, "I was soaking wet after we finished filming you that day."


"Glad you liked it," I said sarcastically.


"It had a good response from our clients."


"I never found it on the internet."


"You wouldn't, it's on a secure server on the dark web and only good paying clients have access to it. You obviously looked then? Curious to see how you looked or did you want to reminisce?"


I turned quickly and said, "You really are a fucking bitch, aren't you Pooja."





She pulled away slightly, startled at my reaction, then leant forward again, opening her legs slightly. I got a glimpse of her black lace panties up her skirt. They looked expensive. I looked away quickly.


"That's not a very nice thing to call me Kajal," she replied, looking hurt, "after all I've done for you."


"You've done nothing for me," I replied, "unless you think letting men bang me is a favour."


"It wasn't bang and you know it. Anyway you're now capable of being fucked by very large cocks," she said, "you would have been too timid and scared to attempt it otherwise."


"I would have been fine, I would have done it in my own time," I said, looking up her skirt again.


She caught me looking and whispered, "Do you like what you see up there?"


I looked away and started to blush.


"Oh, you don't. It's ok, I don't mind. Have you ever been with a woman Kajal?" she asked.


"No. I haven't been with a woman, I'm straight remember," I replied sternly.


"Oh wait, no of course not, I'd have read it in your stupid diary," she laughed.


"You're still hacking my life then?" I asked.


"I look from time to time at your diary, it's quite boring," she answered, "and you're not straight, I remember what happened last time. You were sniffing Natalie's panties, while you came over Richard's cock, you couldn't get enough of it."


"You made me sniff them, clamping them to my nose, while I was force fucked," I hissed back at her.


"It looked like the smell of her pussy tipped you over the edge to me," she laughed.


"If you say so," I said.


"Facts are facts," she said, standing up and moving the stool out of the way.


"Let's give you a closer look up my skirt, shall we? You seem to be interested in what's up there," she said, putting her legs either side of my head, hitching up her skirt slightly and looking down at my face.


I turned my head away and moved to the left.


She pressed the button on the remote control in her hand. There was a whirring noise and the chain clanked underneath the chair. It slowly pulled on my dog collar, as it forced my head back onto the bench, making me look directly up at her panty clad pussy. It started to pull tighter around my neck and I felt it choking me. She let it choke me for a few seconds before turning it off and releasing the slack again.


I coughed and gasped for breath.


"Don't turn away from me Kajal," she scolded, "look up between my legs, this is what you wanted to see, right?"


"What the fuck?" I said, finally getting my breath back, "are you trying to strangle me or something?"


"It's a discipline thing," she said, "even dogs can be trained to understand that if they're bad they get a pull on the choke chain, you will learn too."


"Why are you doing this?" I asked, taking up the slack on the chain and turning my head again.


She hit the button again and the whir, clank, choke was repeated.


"Look between my legs Kajal," she ordered, as I fought for breath. "Don't make me have to treat you like a dog."


She left it choking me a while longer this time before releasing it. I coughed and tried to catch my breath. I had no choice but to obey her.


I looked directly up her long slender thighs to the heart of her being, covered by her tiny lace knickers. They were about twelve inches above me.


"Good girl, that's better," she said.


Her knickers were almost see through and I could just about make out her mound and labia. Her underwear bulged and I could tell she had big lips in there, as the material strained to contain her.


She slowly bent her legs at the knees and lowered it nearer to my face. She stopped six inches away from my nose


"Smell my panties," she said, in a sexy voice, "it's alright they were clean this morning after my shower, go ahead smell them, see if they're as nice as Natalie's."


I turned my head away again and shuffled backwards.


Whir, clank, choke. She left it choking me for about five seconds and released again.


I couldn't help but smell her panties now as I gasped for breath. I could smell soap and the faintest scent of her pussy.


"Breathe deeply," she said, "Do you like my scent?"


"I can't really smell anything," I said, stupidly, without realising I was playing into her hands.


She dropped her lower clamping my head between her warm smooth thighs. She was well toned and athletic and surprisingly strong. Her lace covered quim was now three inches away.


"What about now?" she asked.


I breathed in through my nose and could still only smell fabric softener with a slight musky undertone. I felt slightly aroused from the whole teasing process and felt my clit and pussy lips begin to swell.


"Fabric softener," I said defiantly.


She dropped the remote on the floor in anger, reached both hands behind my head and pulled my face into her crotch.


"What about now you little bitch?" she asked again, through gritted teeth.


Her panties were very soft considering they were lace and her pussy felt spongy under the fabric. My nose was right in her crack, below her clit, as I breathed in. The arousing aroma of female genitals wafted up my nose at last.


She released my head "Well?"


"Cunt," I said, trying to be as offensive as I could.


"Well that's one thing to call it suppose," she laughed "Do you like the smell of my 'cunt' Kajal?"


"I told you I'm straight," I said.





"So you say, but that's not what I asked you, do you like the scent of a woman? That's the smell of sex."


I had to admit it was a gorgeous smell and it was arousing me.

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"I suppose so," I said.


She lowered herself down again, so her pussy was resting on my nose and mouth and started to rock and back and forth grinding it into my face. I felt her clit become hard as she rubbed herself against my nose, her soft lips parting beneath the fabric.


"Mmmmmm," she moaned, increasing the pressure slightly, "that's it, right there."


I'm not sure if it was her getting turned on or my hot breath against her panties, but the material was becoming damp. She started to breathe quicker, grinding her clit against my nose.


"That's it Kajal, mmmmmmmm, feels soooooo gooooood," she gasped, pulling at the waistband of her underwear, to put tension across her gusset.


I had no choice but to let her do what she was doing.


"Ooooooh fuck yeah," she cooed, "make my panties wet."


She had such a way with words. She was a good dirty talker and had the voice for it. I knew she was getting herself off at my expense, but all I could do was lay there trying to breath. My breathing was stifled by her knickers over my nose and her sexy scent was getting stronger.





"Fuuuuck.....you're such a little tease," she whispered, "you love smelling my panties, don't you."


Bang! Bang!


There was a loud knock on the door.


Pooja flinched, "For fucks sake!" she said, under her breath, sounding frustrated.


She got off my face pulling her skirt back down.


"Wait," she yelled, like a lord commanding a servant. She picked up the remote from the floor, composed herself and said, "Come in."


I suddenly realised this hadn't been part of the show, she was trying to get herself off before the show even started. Did she have some sort of girl crush on me, or did she just want a sexual release?


"Dirty fucking bitch!" I hissed at her.


She put a finger to her lips and shushed me.


She opened the door and let one girl and two men enter.


It was Stacey and two men I hadn't met before. All three were naked.


"Hi Kajal," giggled Stacey.


The two men said nothing, they were white, athletic already semi hard.


"Time for your training Kajal," said Pooja, back to her normal domineering self, "have you ever sucked a man's cock before?" she asked.


"Of course I have," I said.


"And?"


"And what?" I asked back.





"Did you make him cum? Did you let him cum in your mouth? Did you swallow it? Give me some details," she asked impatiently.


"No I didn't make him cum, not from sucking him, I don't do that, and I wouldn't swallow it even if I did let him do it in my mouth," I said, with a look of disgust in my face.


"Well you will today," she said, "show her how to suck a cock properly Stacey," she looked across to her and nodded.


Stacey dropped to her knees in front of one of the men about two feet away from me. She positioned herself so I could see her.


"She's going to show you how to deepthroat a cock Kajal," Pooja said.


Stacey grabbed his shaft at the base and started wanking him rhythmically as I watched it grow to seven inches. He was shaved and circumcised with low hanging balls. Stacey looked at me for a split second and then took it in her mouth and started bobbing her head in and out taking half of his length at a time.


"She's a very talented young girl," said Pooja, "See how she's made him hard already and now she's teasing him by only allowing half of it between her lips, he wants it balls deep but she's teasing him." She put her hands on Stacey's shoulders.


I watched as she continued to pleasure him.


"To take it deep, she will need to align her throat with her mouth and relax, like this." she said, tapping Stacey on the shoulder.



Stacey tipped her head back, opened wide and took him into her throat. She held it there as her eyes started to bulge and then took it all the way out again. She repeated this over and over as he fucked her throat right in front of me. Each time he pulled out she drooled thick saliva from her mouth and spat it back onto his cock.


I was mesmerised


"Good girl Stacey," Pooja said calmly, like a college teacher, "see how she takes it Kajal, she's resisting her gag reflex, it's not easy but takes practice, this is your training."


"I'm not sucking anyone off," I said, as I watched Stacey's expertise, "and I'm certainly not going to deepthroat anyone."


"You will do as you're told or you'll be punished," said Pooja, waving the remote at me and smiling.


Stacey continued to let the man fuck her face for a few minutes, quickening his pace. It was a very wet and sloppy blowjob and saliva hung from her chin.


"Ooooh, looks like he's almost there Stacey, that didn't take long, look Kajal he's about to cum," said Pooja excitedly.



That was quick I thought, she must be talented. He thrust in and out of her mouth five or six more times, before he started to ejaculate. Stacey sensed it and pulled his cock out, so just the tip was inside her mouth as she took his load. His cock pulsed seven or eight times as he emptied his balls between her pink lips.


"Oh fuck Stacey that was amazing," he said, "you kinky little bitch, you take me so deep."


He pulled his cock out slowly, squeezed it from the base to the tip and dripped the last drops onto her closed lips, leaving a creamy line.


"Now....Stacey has a present for you Kajal," said Pooja, "open wide."


Stacey moved over with a mouth full of fresh spunk and positioned her mouth above mine. I instinctively turned my head away.


Whir, clank, choke. Pooja hit the button on the remote. My head was pulled back, so I couldn't move.


"Naughty, naughty," Pooja laughed.


She released the choke, but didn't release the slack on the chain, so my head was pinned to the bench.


Stacey kissed me with her cum coated lips. They were soft and salty. It was the first time I had kissed a girl and I felt instantly turned on by it. I kissed her back and uncontrollably slipped my tongue in between her lips. She responded with her tongue and gravity did the rest. Hot tangy sperm leaked from her mouth into mine as our tongues explored each other's mouths. It was so erotic I felt my nipples harden and blood rush to my clit and labia. I moaned with pleasure and surprise as the salty liquid filled my mouth. He had cum a lot and I was struggling to take it all as Stacey's tongue continued to flicker inside my mouth. She pulled away slowly leaving a string of cum as thin as a spiders web between us for a split second.



I now had a mouth full of the man's cum and I fucking loved it. I never thought I would, but I did. I didn't even need to be told to swallow it. I just gulped it down like a common slut and licked my lips.


"Holy fuck," exclaimed Pooja, "I don't believe it, you little cum slut," she was as shocked as I was by my reaction to cum.


"I don't know what came over me," I said.


Pooja laughed, "You're a filthy bitch and you loved it, that's what came over you."


"That was so erotic," I said.





Pooja looked at the other man, "Tom, fuck Kajal's face," she ordered releasing the slack from my chain.


I shuffled back so my neck was hanging off the bench upside down. This aligned my mouth and throat just as Stacey had done.

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The man then positioned himself behind my head and lined his cock up with my already open mouth. I wanted it so badly. He was about six inches long and already hard, from watching Stacey suck off his friend. He slowly slid his shaft into my mouth. I closed my lips round it and relaxed waiting for him to push against the back of my mouth. He stopped short and started to withdraw it.


"That's it Tom , take it slow, don't make her gag and vomit all over the floor, " said Pooja watching attentively.





Once it was out he pushed back in further, touching the back of my mouth. I didn't flinch.


Pooja looked impressed, "keep going, she's probably going to gag in a minute, but I think she likes it."


I did like it, it felt so dirty. He pushed into my throat and although it felt uncomfortable at first, it didn't make me gag. He pulled out and back in again as he started to fuck my throat deeply. Three or four strokes and then he pulled out again and stopped. I was producing saliva like never before, it was running out of the corners of my mouth and down my face.


"What the fuck?" said Pooja, in astonishment, "no gag reflex at all Kajal? Really? Are you fucking kidding me? You've never done this before?"


"No," I said, " I swear it's my first time going that deep, I've given blowjobs before, but never like this, even I'm surprised."


"Keep going Tom," she said, "but don't cum in her mouth."


"He can if he wants," I said "I don't mind."


"Shut up you slut! This is training for you," snapped Pooja, "they'll be plenty of time for that later."


He fucked my face for about two minutes and it felt incredible to take him so deep. My mouth was so sloppy with spit from my throat, I thought it must be a body reaction to try and lubricate my passage. Pooja watched with interest until she told him to pull out and move to the next stage of training. I felt disappointed that I hadn't finished the job.





"Stacey, straddle Kajal's face, like a 69 position but keep your feet on the ground," said Pooja.


Stacey did as she was told and put one leg either side of my head and bent forward. I had a perfect view of her beautiful shaven snatch. It was the first time I had inspected another woman's pussy so close and I was fascinated as I compared it to my own. She had virtually no inner lips and nice plump outer labia which looked very womanly. She lay forward putting her weight on her elbows and I felt her warm breasts rest on my stomach gently. Her face was inches from my pussy and I thought for a minute she was going to kiss it or lick me.


"I'm straight," I said to Pooja, " I'd rather suck a cock than lick her pussy."


She ignored me completely. "Tom, fuck Stacey, I know you're dying to cum."


Tom lined his cock up with her. It was shiny from my saliva and she was shiny from her own arousal. He pushed into her in one deep stroke and I loved seeing her fuck hole spread open and swallow him up.


She moaned, "Oooooooh fuck yes Tom," in a drawn out breath.


He moaned too, "Wow Stacey, soooo juicy and tight as always."


He started fucking her as I watched it, inches away from my face. I could feel myself getting wetter by the second and felt Stacey's hot breath on my pubic mound. He fucked her gently for about two minutes and I couldn't take my eyes off it. The slick cock slipping in and out of her cute hole was such a turn on.





"Beautiful isn't it," said Pooja, who was now bent down next to my head for a better look, "its making you wet Kajal isn't it?"


"No," I lied.


"Lying bitch!" she hissed, "Stacey is she wet down there?" Pooja called down to her.


Stacey put all her weight on one elbow and lifted her other arm. She pushed two fingers straight inside me without hesitation. I was absolutely soaked. I was getting more and more turned on by the second and this was the first sexual contact I'd had since I got there. I needed release, and soon.


"Oh yes, very wet miss Pooja," she giggled, as she sucked my love juice off her fingers.


"I knew you would be, how can you not be turned on seeing that," she nodded towards Toms hard shaft gliding in and out of Stacey's cooch.


His pace was increasing as I watched his balls bashing against her clit, they were tightening and I sensed he was about to cum.





"Cum inside her pussy Tom," ordered Pooja, "You know you want to."


It triggered him immediately as I watched him push deep into her and his balls started twitching as he filled her juicy cunt with his semen. I watched as he pulled half way out and then back in as he finished his last orgasmic spasms. He gasped and relaxed but left his cock inside her.


I could smell raw sex coming from the two of them. It was so arousing.


Stacey giggled, "feels warm and slippery in there," she said.


"OK. Tom pulled out of her," said Pooja.


He slid his softening cock from her tight hole with a sloppy sucking noise and he moved away.


Cum was already leaking from her pink gash and I knew what was expected of me before Pooja even spoke.


"Clean her up Kajal," demanded Pooja, "Lick that messy cum out of her."


I was so turned on I did it without question. Stacey shuffled back onto my face and stood up, arching her back to force her slimy cunt onto my open mouth. Spunk dripped into my mouth as I licked her labia. She was hot and salty, her lips were soft and smooth. I dipped my tongue inside her as far as I could to retrieve my gooey prize. I clamped my mouth onto her slit and sucked the seed out of her. It was insanely erotic, as I had never licked a pussy before in my life, so to have a cum filled cunt presented to me was intoxicating.


"You cum hungry little whore," laughed Pooja, "look at you, you can't get enough."


I finally licked all I could until I could taste only Stacey's juice which was equally as delicious as Toms spunk. Stacey lifted herself off me and walked off towards Tom.





"That was so fucking hot," gasped Pooja, with excitement, "who would have thought poor little Kajal would be such a slut when it comes to eating sperm?"


I suddenly felt dirty again. I had forgot I was there against my will and tied to a bench, the sight of two people fucking inches from my face had overwhelmed me. I regained some control.


"Does this mean you're going to let me go now," I asked, "I've done as you've asked."

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Pooja burst out laughing, "we've not even started yet, you little cum whore," she snapped, "this is just training to see if you're capable."


"Capable of what," I asked, dreading the answer.


"Well our clients loved your last film so much they want to see you in another one," she replied.


"I thought this was the film," I said surprised.


"Poor sweet girl, of course it's not, our clients want to see you in a Bukkake film."


"What's a Bukkake film?" I asked, again dreading the answer.


"You don't know what Bukkake is? My god Kajal you have led a sheltered life."



She paused for a second, thinking of the best way to describe it.


"It's where a group of men fuck your mouth and pussy and ejaculate all over you," she said, shrugging her shoulders, as if it were nothing.


"What?" I said, feeling shocked, "why would they do that?"


"Because men love seeing a girl covered in cum," she replied, "and you're going to be that girl."


"I'm not doing that," I said.


Whir, clank, choke.


"Stop whining like a bitch, we both know you've got no choice, and besides you just proved what a cum lover you are."


"Swallowing one guy's cum or even two is ok, but not a big group of them," I replied, as she released the choke.


"Bring them in," she shouted, towards the door.


The door opened and a large group of people entered. Mostly men but a couple of girls too. All naked. The men were of various sizes and builds and all had shaved cocks. They were pretty fit, no beer guts, all aged around twenty five to thirty five. The girls were younger and I recognised Natalie and Kate from last time. Stacey joined them and Tom and the other man left the room. There must have been twenty men crowding in.


"You expect me to suck off twenty men?" I asked, shocked and now getting very concerned.





"There's thirty of them actually," she said, "and no you don't have to suck them all off, some of them will fuck you and others will just wank themselves off onto your body, the girls will help them."


I felt slightly relieved but also anxious about taking so many men at the same time. The men stood around in a loose group, some were already hard and the rest getting there. None of them spoke; they just looked directly at Pooja as they lined up.


"Right guys, here's the rules," she said, "you can cum anywhere you like, in her pussy, in her mouth or anywhere on her body, but no anal, and remember our clients want to see her covered by the end of the session so if you can manage two loads, more the better."


I felt strangely aroused by the thought of what was about to happen, but also apprehensive, some of these men had larger cocks than the one I had just throated. Some looked up to nine inches and I couldn't decide if that excited me or made me fearful. Either way I was getting wetter by the second and I was desperate for a cock inside me, there was no question about that. I was already turned on and needed to climax after what I had seen and done. No-one had really touched me yet, except for Stacey doing the wetness test on me.



"There's no pecking order, if your hard you can begin, cameras are rolling," Pooja said, as she backed away from me and left them to it.


"Wait, no I can't" I said, feeling fearful again.


"Don't make me choke you again Kajal," she said, waving the remote and pretending to thumb the button.


Immediately ten men surrounded me with their hard dicks in their hands. One grabbed my head and pulled my neck back and thrust his shaft into my open mouth. He was at least seven inches long and found my throat straight away and starting fucking it.


I felt another guy pull at my thighs and lined his cock up with my slimy slit. He pushed in deep, without hesitation and started fucking me with short, sharp strokes.


"Kajal's first spit roast," laughed Pooja, from somewhere behind me, "it's a day of firsts for her."




My vision was blocked as my head was upside down, but could hear the other men wanking themselves off, commenting on my body.


"How's her cunt?" one said, to the guy fucking me.


"She's good and wet," he replied fucking me deeper.


"Look at those titties bounce," another said.


"Can't wait to spunk on her tits," laughed another


"Nah, I'm going to give her mouthful to swallow," said another.

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I felt like a piece of meat on a slab, laid out for their entertainment. I felt dirty and abused and I fucking loved it.


The guy fucking my face pulled out after a few minutes and starting wanking instead and swapped with someone else. His cock was smaller and easier to suck. Saliva was pouring out of my mouth and onto my cheeks and chin, leaving a slimy mess.





Then I felt the first one of them cum on me, a thick rope of warm spunk hit me across both tits, and again and again, until he was spent. I caught a glimpse of him, it was the guy I'd been sucking off first. A couple of minutes later the guy inside me said he was going to cum, he pulled out and I felt him paint my stomach and pussy. Another cock slid inside me within seconds. I could feel my orgasm building and was getting very close now.

The guy in my mouth twitched and emptied his load into my mouth, the first time anyone had cum there, it took me by surprise and I coughed it up and it dribbled onto my neck and chest.


"Dirty slut," he snapped, "don't waste it, swallow it like a good little whore," he walked off.



The next cum load hit me in the face from the right, straight across my lips nose and mouth, then another load hit my tits, I was starting to lose track.


The guy fucking me started to cum inside me and I couldn't hold off any longer. I exploded at the same time as he did, bucking and screaming as I climaxed with him. His hot spunk coated my insides as I flooded my love juice onto his cock. I opened my mouth to scream in ecstasy ,but it was filled with yet another cock.


Seeing me orgasm seemed to set a few of them off as spunk hit me from all angles, across my tits, face, hair and stomach. I was still cumming when another guy stuck his fat cock into my creamy cunt and I continued to cum all over him.


The guy in my mouth was bigger than the others and he was hurting my throat, making it uncomfortable for me to take him deep. He kept on thrusting into my mouth until he came directly into my throat. This was a whole new sensation feeling him pulsate and pump his seed directly into my stomach without me even tasting it.





Pooja came over, "She is fucking loving this guys, but I want to see more cum on her rather than have her swallowing it all. Give her mouth a rest for a while."


I nodded at her as a thank you and looked down at myself for the first time since they started my Bukkake. My boobs were coated in a thick glaze of man cream and I had a small pool of it in my navel. It looked so sexy. My face was plastered and my hair was matted with the stuff.


"You look beautiful Kajal, absolutely perfect," said Pooja.


I looked past the crowd that surrounded me and saw the girls working on the next batch of men. Kate was sucking one guy off, on her knees, with another cock in her hand which she was wanking quickly. Stacey had one leg on a chair and was being fucked by a guy with blond hair from behind , she was also wanking off a guy who was sucking on her huge tits. Natalie was bent over a stool with a man fucking her while she wanked off two others, one in each hand. It was a sight to behold, a mass orgy to get them to the point of cumming on me.





Another load hit my face across my forehead and hairline, thick and sticky. Then another across my lips, I opened my mouth and took some of it in before closing again to swallow his gift.

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The guy inside my snatch pulled out and finished over my vulva and belly adding to the mess on my body. Two more shot their loads on my face and tits. I was fascinated that some of them had watery cum and some were lumpy and thick, some came a lot and some only a small amount. Some of them shot it with force while others just dribbled onto my face. It was a raw animalistic feeling to have them doing this to me and by so many of them. It was a s though I turned them on so much, that all they wanted to do was to pay tribute to me, by squirting their juice all over me.





Suddenly one guy mounted me on the bench, one leg either side, he pushed my slippery cum glazed tits together and proceeded to slide his huge cock in between them. As his prick extended past my boobs, I lent down and licked his tip. I could taste the spunky mess coating his cock, from so many other men's loads. I was in heaven. He pumped away at my ample cleavage as I licked the residue off my lips and swallowed what I could.


I watched the two men either side of him, their hands jerking away as they wanked off to me. They seemed to time their climaxes together and both spewed hot cum all over my tits as the man continued to fuck them. It set him off as my cleavage got even more sloppy, from their loads and he started to spurt as well. It hit me under my chin and ran down my neck, until I capped my lips over his glans and took his enormous load in my mouth. I swallowed with a gulp and smiled at him. As he got off me, two more loads hit me in the face and got me in the eyes. I tried to blink it away but it was too sticky, clinging to my eyelashes. I whimpered and Pooja came over and scooped the cum from my eyes.



"Poor girl," she said, "we wouldn't want you to miss out on the action would we, try and avoid her eyes guys." she held her sticky fingers out for me to suck on. I cleaned them without question.


Across the room there was a cry of, "Oh fuck, I'm so sorry," from the guy fucking Stacey.


"Oh shit!, he's cum in me, Miss Pooja," she cried.


Pooja walked over to them. "The cum's for that slut over there," she said pointing at me.


"Sorry miss Pooja I couldn't help it," moaned the guy responsible, "she felt so good and seeing that whore covered in cum, I couldn't stop myself."


"Useless fucker," scolded Pooja, "Stacey, you know what to do." she nodded in my direction again.


The guy pulled out of her and Stacey put her hand underneath her shaven hole and waddled over to me without spilling a drop . She straddled my face and lowered herself, removing her hand at the last minute and letting her creampie drip onto my face. I pushed up, tongue out ready and ate her cunt like it was ripe melon, slurping and sucking the spunk out of her.


"You fucking cum guzzling little skank," exclaimed Pooja, " you cant get enough can you."


I smiled seductively , she was right I loved the taste, loved being treated like a piece of fuck meat or a cum dump. The more I swallowed the more I wanted, it was like a drug to me.


Stacey climbed off and started wanking off two men at the same time right next to my face.


I felt a huge cock filling my cooch and started to orgasm again, he pumped away at me, fucking me hard and quick. I thought I was going to pass out from pleasure and from cumming so soon after my first climax. He felt my cunt tighten as I came and he pulled out and ejaculated all over my pussy lips and clitty which only drove my orgasm higher.





Another guy put his cock sideways onto my lips and started moving back and forth treating it like a pussy. I opened my lips slightly and pouted to help him with the sensation. One of the guys Stacey was wanking off started to cum and she directed his spray all over the guys cock and my lips.


"Suck it clean," he said, forcing his way into my mouth.


I sucked and licked as the first guy finished cumming and the guy in my mouth erupted his thick cream all over my tongue. I waited until he'd finished pulsing, then sucked his tip and swallowed hard. Two loads for the price of one.


My cum coated body had started to go cold and my nipples were like bullets. I'd go no idea how many men had ejaculated on me or how many were left. Everywhere I looked I could see a guy about to cum on me. It was everywhere. Someone had even cum on my feet.


Pooja came behind me and squatted down level with my face.


"Look at the screens Kajal," she whispered, "you look so fucking sexy."







I looked over at the video screen, having almost forgotten I was being filmed. I was plastered with the stuff. My cunt was coated in a thick white jelly and I could hardly make out my labia though the mess. My breasts and belly were shiny and wet and I didn't recognise myself when I looked at my face on the screen.


"Holy fuck! Look at me," I said, " I look like a slut."


"Enjoying yourself?" asked Pooja.


"Oh my god yes," I panted, "incredible feeling, I feel so dirty."


"You are dirty," she giggled "time for the finale."


She stood up.


"OK," she hollered, "whoever hasn't spunked on her yet, get over here and finish on her body somewhere, preferably her tits of face, no more creampies, we need to make a mess of her."