Suddenly, with her powers she raised Beast Boy high into the air.

"Hey, let me go!!" he screamed.
"I could destroy you all easily like bunch of flies! I should be the leader of the groub!!! How can you even think of tackling that villain, without even asking me if I'd want to take part in it??!" she yelled at him.

Suddenly, Raven threw Beast Boy against the wall and let him drop to the floor.

"That hurt Raven!" he exclaimed.

Raven threw Beast Boy again against the wall, this time harder.

AT REST OF THE HEROES…

"I've figured out why Starfire punched you earlier Cyborg." Robin said, raising his goggles from his mask.
"What's that?" Cyborg asked.
"When Mr. Freeze shot the 'Icicle Shot' it affected Starfire somehow. She's more aggressive, angry and even hostile. Why this is so, it's not as important as finding out how to stop it." Robin explained.
"Oh my God….Raven was shot too." Cyborg exclaimed.

Long silence passed between the two.

"You go to her. I'll try and make up some tests to see if I can revert the effects." Robin finally stated.

BACK AT RAVEN AND BEAST BOY…

Raven made Beast Boy circle around air, while a knife flew into her hand's grib.

"Do you admit, I'm the strongest?" she screamed.
"Yes! I admit, you are stronger than anyone of us! Stronger than any of us combined!!" Beast Boy yelled.

Raven lowered Beast Boy gently.

"Good." she said, putting the knife on the table.

Beast Boy coughed a little. Raven had certainly caught him off guard. And even if she wouldn't have, he wasn't comfortable about using his powers against his friend.

Raven gave a yawn and began to sit, when one chair flew under her just in time.

"I am real happy to hear that. So, can I get my hands onto Mr. Freeze?" she asked.
"Umm… We…We have to talk to others first too, you know..." Beast Boy started to protest.

Raven gave a spit to the floor.

"Fine, if they think they can stop me, they are welcome to try." she stated.

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Cyborg was moving towards the room, where Beast Boy and Raven were at, when suddenly a piece from wall was ripped and rolled around him.

"R-Raven?" he asked.

There was no answer.

He began to try to struggle away, but suddenly more pieces of the wall were ripped and tied around him making it impossible for him to move at all.

Soon, he saw Raven walking towards him.

"Raven, stop this madness at once!" he yelled at her.
"Madness? Madness?? The teams greatest member is left aside, THAT is madness!" Raven screamed.
"No, you see i-" Cyborg started to explain, when some duct tape covered his mouth.
"You also talk too much." Raven replied and turned to walk back into the room where Beast Boy was.

Without him wanting to, Cyborg noticed himself following her.

"Well, I've taken two Titans out alone and I've not even breaken sweat." Raven joked as she made Cyborg fly on the couch next to Beast Boy, who was tied and gagged too.

She gave a cough and covered her mouth with her hand.

"So, all I need to do is to take Robin and Starfire out and then I'm without any doubt, the strongest, right?" Raven asked out loud, though she didn't even excpect an answer.
"Raven!" a shout suddenly came.

Raven turned to direction of voice and there stood Starfire and Robin.

"Is it the same thing that made me attack Cyborg?" Starfire asked.
"Yes and the treatment must be the same." Robin answered.

Starfire blushed slightly. Raven was somewhat confused by her reaction.

"Well, you seem to talk about things like fighting for what one believes as sickness." she finally said, getting into a small fighting stance.

Raven raised Robin into the air. Suddenly however, Robin dropped back to his feet.

"What?!?" Raven exclaimed.
"I put on my gravitation belt. You can't move me." Robin responded.
"Damn you! There's more ways for me to defeat you two than just slamming you into something!" Raven screamed.
"You forget something important." Robin stated.
"What's that?" Raven questioned.
"We work as a Team." he calmly responded.

Raven gasbed. She had gotten distracted and Starfire was no longer on the side of Robin. When she turned around, she was hit by Starfires energy blast, making her fly backwards and roll on ground awhile.

"Damn you…I'll kill you….I'll kill you all!!!!!!!" Raven screamed. The attack had eaten most of her strength though, she was hardly able to move a small item. She tried to get up, only falling again. Some spit was thrown from her mouth as she cursed "I shall tease you all to death one by one!!!"

Suddenly Starfire took hold of Raven.

"Is it really the only cure?" Starfire asked.
"The only way is by constant heating from body part, such as hand, striking at the infected area." Robin explained.
"But Raven was shot into her butt, not where I was." Starfire reminded.
"That makes no diffrence. We must make the treatment immediattly." Robin nearly shouted.

Suddenly Raven realized what was about to happen.

She was going to be spanked by Robin.

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Raven felt as Starfire pulled her panties down, exposing her pale white butt cheeks.

"God, no! I'm so embarassed!" Raven whimpered.

Suddenly, Robin slapped her left butt cheek. He then slapped right one. And again. And again. Raven tried to scream, with a few tears falling down her eyes, but Starfire put two of her fingers into Raven's mouth, blocking her ability to speak, much less scream.

"Oh God no… If this keeps up, I'll…I'll get aroused." Raven thought to herself.

Robin again raised his hand and spanked hard on the ass of Raven, coloring the cheeks with red color from the impacts. She tried to refuse her feeling of actually beginning to enjoy this.

Suddenly, something, which suprised near everyone in the room happened.

It started out as small enough to be confused with a clitoris. But the more Robin spanked, the bigger it grew. It was a dick and it was long enough to put any black man to shame.

"Holy shit!! Holy shit!!!" Starfire gasped as she stared at the humongous sized genital.
"It seems Raven really was mysterious for a reason." Robin said in amazement.

Robin stopped for one second.

"Let the other ones free, I think Raven is now normal." he calmly stated.

Raven bowed her head in embarassment as she blushed slightly.

"Oh God, I'm sorry for what I did….But….Now you know my darkest secret. I've….I've always kept it secret from everyone, because I knew…. I knew I'd be forever hated without second thoughts if I'd tell it…" she whimpered, trying to avoid looking at anyone.
"Raven…" Starfire quietly replied to this cry of self disgust.

Suddenly without a warning, Starfire leaned and gave a kiss to Raven. Raven was confused at first, but then returned the kiss, adding some tongue to it. Starfire returned this gesture, by moving her hand over Raven's all erect cock and gently running her finger on it's tip, teasing it.

At the same time, the guys began to loosen their clothes.

"Hey, I thought she'd return to normal by now." Beast Boy proclaimed.
"She is! She's doing this on her free will!" Cyborg said, giving a sigh.
"Oh. OH!! WHOOOAH!!" Beast Boy yelled, as he finally took off his underwear, making his erect dick jump into sight.

Robin moved next to the ladies, rubbing the butts of both, giving them slap each. Starfires screams were muffled, when Raven was tongue kissing her passionately.

Cyborg and Beast Boy, all erect and stroking their cocks got behind the ladies, Beast Boy behind Raven and Cyborg behind Starfire.

Raven smiled and looked behind her, giving a nod. Upon hearing this gesture to move on, Beast Boy slowly inserted his erect dick into Raven's waiting ass. Raven moaned a little as the length began to go into her ass.

Raven moved her another hand to stroke her own cock, which she rubbed against Starfire's pussy, before spreading her legs and inserting the dick into it. Starfire screamed as she was for the first time fucked. The pain was humongous, but she withstood it and soon, it began to pass away from the pleasure. Some blood drippled down Starfires inner thighs, coming from her pussy, but the hardest part was now over.

Starfire was still so lost in the pleasure, confusion and experiencing this new feeling, that she didn't even notice Cyborg inserting his erect dick into her butt, before he started entering, thrusting in and out in pumping motion slowly, making her scream with a voice, which mixed both pleasure and pain into an erotic sounding soup.

As the ladies were enjoying themselves, they noted yet another cock in sight. It wasn't as big as many others in the present, but it was hard as a rock and belonged to the 'Boy Wonder'. Raven giggled and moved her hand to stroke Robin's cock. She then began to lick at the Robin's cock's length and the tip, taking it into her mouth. Starfire too leaned towards the dick, but instead began to suck on Robin's balls and massage it's lower half.

So this erotic foursome began moving, each beginning to pump into each other. Each time Beast Boy thrusted himself into the anus of Raven, she moved a little into Starfire's cunt, making her back more into cock of Cyborg, as the girls were sucking and jerking Robin. All this time, the guys were kissing the girls neck, back and licking behind their ears, gently caressing and rubbing them all the time, making them relax as much as possible while the act was taking place. While Cyborg was gently rubbing Starfires butt cheeks, Beast Boy on other hand was spanking the cheeks of Raven making them glow even more in the faimiliar red color. It was an amazing, yet erotic sight.

Suddenly Raven squeezed her eyes as she felt Robins cum shoot into her mouth and hit the back of her throat. She pulled her mouth away and leaned towards Starfire, giving her a passionate kiss and sharing some of the cum with her.

Then something caught Raven's attention. She could feel the cock of Beast Boy escape from her ass and the expression of Starfire spoke that Cyborg had done the same.

But they didn't have to miss the dicks long, as the guys stood up on them, jerking their dicks.

Raven and Starfire leaned their heads backwards and began to lick on the guys balls and massage their big erect cocks. Both guys were grunting as they could feel their orgasmes closing in.

Just then, Raven remembered that she still had her own penis in Starfires cunt. Giving a grin, she began to pump again, except harder this time into the pussy of Starfire, making Starfire moan a little. The very moan was final straw and Cyborg grunted and shot his load of sperm, which flew a little in air, before it landed, with some landing on Ravens face and some on her stomach.

Raven licked her lips and gathered the cum from her face and stomach, then bringing the hand to her mouth, drinking each and every drop of the sperm.

The girls then saw one more dick left up standing. Beast Boy's. The two girls looked at each other, giggling a little.

"Come on, big boy." Raven teasingly said.

Beast Boy climbed in middle of both of the women, getting a good view of Raven pumping into Starfire's cunt. He grinned and began to jerk himself off, watching them do it.

"Why don't you give a try to my pussy too?" Raven suddenly asked.
"What, you've got a pussy too?" Beast Boy asked, suprised.
"Of course. I'm a hermaphrodite, not a she male." Raven stated, spreading her pussy a little with her finger, like as to prove her words.

Beast Boy raised up and jerked his erect cock. Raven followed his walk with her eyes as he went behind Raven and began to insert himself into Raven's wet pussy.

Raven gave a moan of pleasure as she moved her hands along the sides of Starfire, beginning to pump into her slow and hard.

The three were moving in a synchronized movement, each one thrusting at other one, each trying to get maximum ammount of pleasure.

"Oh God, I'm gonna cum….It…It's going to be a big one!" Raven moaned as her pussy juices were drenching her feet and Beast Boy's cock.

Finally, the three came at nearly exactly the same time, with an eerie scream of joy, as both of the cocks filled both of the pussies with tons of hot cum.

Beast Boy slipped off from Raven. Some sperm drippled down from Raven's pussy.

Raven leaned towards Starfire and gave her a sweet kiss on the lips.

"Am…Am I going to become pregnant now?" Starfire finally dared to ask.

Raven pondered for one moment.

"If I say yes, does it mean we can do this more often?" she replied with a smile.

            “Come on.  Let’s go down to the basement.”  He removed himself from on top of her, pulling himself to his feet, naked in front of her.  She, too, was naked.  He instructed her to follow on hands and knees.

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            April was led into the basement, and was instructed to stay on her hands and knees in the center of a mat in the center of the room.  Next to it was a wheeled silver table with various instruments which she could not discern from her near-ground level.  She trembled in a combination of cold and fear, and even some excitement.  She both worried about and looked forward to the deeds that Bruce was going to administer to her supple body.

            April heard Bruce shuffle some of the things on top of the metal table, looking up at him.

            “Don’t fucking look at me.  Look down.”  She did so quickly, hanging her head pitifully.

            Bruce wheeled the table over as he came behind her body.  He bent down, sliding the handle of her leash over his hand and onto his wrist so both of his hands would be free.  Both of his palms found the globes of April’s beautiful ass, rubbing them outward slowly in circles, giving him brief glances of her asshole and slit.  Her beautiful hairless cunt and tight ass drove him mad.  She was humiliated, just thinking about how crudely she was being displayed.  He groaned softly, feeling blood rushing to his dick, engorging it. 

“Oh, yeah,” he whispered, pleased by the presentation and manipulation of her ass.  His movements became more exaggerated, her pussy lips also separating as her cheeks parted.  She was wet, he noticed from the light smacking sound that came when his inward-moving circles closed her ass cheeks and pussy lips.  “That’s it, whore.”

On an outward-moving circle, Bruce moved forward, slipping his cock into April’s pussy.  She immediately groaned, “Oh, yes.”

“How do you like that, slut?” inquired Bruce as he playfully pumped her cunt a few times, not with much vigor at all.  It wasn’t like he was going to fuck her pussy and be over with the ordeal.

“Mmmm, I love it, master,” she responded, shifting her hips from side to side.  “I love your cock in my pussy.  Please, can you fuck me harder?”

He gained a bit of leverage by placing one hand on her ass.  “Not yet, baby.  We’re going to work you up.  You’re going to be at my mercy for quite a while today.”  He had to maintain his composure so he didn’t end up balling the bitch.  He wanted so badly to cum already, so aroused by his slut that he had to fight himself.

“Yes, master,” she sighed, a bit disappointed, but also a bit relieved, wanting the pleasure to extend, yet feeling so horny that she just wanted to orgasm as soon as possible.

Bruce retracted his cock from April’s pussy and rubbed the head along her slit a few times to gather moisture, then slowly started to press it against the rim of her ass.  She moaned in protest, and he pulled the leash roughly to tell her to stop her bitching.  He pressed in all the way, giving a few slow pumps, just as teasing as with her pussy, but, of course, more painful.

He gave a series of more powerful thrusts after teasing and stretching her a bit, forcing himself to suppress the overload of sensations along his cock.  He relished in her tight ass, mainly because it did feel extraordinary against his dick, but also because he knew April was in great pain.  She moaned and groaned, and he continued to roughly pull back on the leash, but he couldn’t stop her verbal protests.  It wasn’t as if he minded, really.  He loved to hear her in pain.

He gripped tightly onto her ass cheeks, pulling them apart so he could get a good view of his cock penetrating into her tight hole.  It was already becoming inflamed, he noticed.  Where it had been pink before, it was becoming a bright red.  It was swelling against his cock, making her even tighter than before.  Her ass cheeks were clenched in pain, accentuating the tautness of it.

He pulled out of her for a few seconds, keeping her cheeks spread wide, looking into the gaping but gradually shrinking hole of her ass.  “Oh yeah, baby, you’re so tight.  Ready to take it back in?  Here it comes.”

His dick slipped back down into her pussy, to her relief, and he started pounding into her with a rhythmic, moderate pace.  He tightened the leash around his hand, pulling her head up and holding it taut.  His free hand smacked the swell of her ass, making her groan.

Gaining leverage off of the small of her back, he began thrusting harder, his breath becoming more labored, along with hers.  “Do you like my dick slamming into you?”  Fuck, her pussy was tight, too.  And so very wet.  Every time his cock went to the hilt, his nuts would make a meaty thwack against her wet slit, and dribbles of her juices would trickle down into his ball hair.

“Uh-huh,” she grunted, her voice guttural from primitive desires.

His hand slid down her back, returning to her ass cheek, which he gripped viciously before smacking it again, maintaining his rhythm, which certainly wasn’t one that would allow her to cum, just one to keep her wanting more.

“Oh, god,” she groaned, starting to push back against his cock, making him smile evilly.  Even if it was torture for him, he wanted to torture her, as well.  He was going to build his whore up before releasing her from the strains of her arousal.  He gripped her hips to steady her so she couldn’t move against him, then he stopped suddenly, making her whimper.  “Please, don’t stop.”

He slowly, torturously pulled his cock back from her pussy.  He lay down on his back, tugging lightly at her leash, instructing her to look at him.  “Mount my cock, bitch, facing me.”

She did so, her feet resting on either side of his hips.  She groaned when his cock sank into the depths of her pussy.

“Lean back.  Use your arms as leverage.  I want a view of your tits.”

She carefully leaned back, hands on the floor on the sides of his legs, displaying her front to him.

“Ride my cock.”

She slowly started pumping her legs, running along the length of his enormous erection, her perfectly molded tits swaying beautifully in front of his eyes. 

He put some slack into the leash, which he had kept taut so she would face him, allowing her head to dip back as she moaned in pleasure.

She continued riding him for several minutes, gradually picking up speed and intensity, and he gripped her tits roughly when he felt her pussy spasm with impending orgasm.  “I’m gonna cum,” she groaned.  “Holy shit!”

Just as she was reaching her orgasm, he reached up and wrapped his arms around her back, slamming her forward onto his chest and off of his cock, depriving her of the sensations in her pussy.  She cried out in agony, breathing heavily, searing hot from not being able to get the release she wanted.  She writhed on top of him, nearly weeping.  In fact, tears did course down her cheeks in utter frustration.  As she writhed, he relished in the feeling of her nipples grinding into his chest.

“No,” she whimpered.

“Yes,” he barked, rubbing circles on her back as he waited for her to come down a bit.  He knew she was at a painful high right now, and that it would pass.  It wasn’t easy on her, but he was willing and able (eager, really) to prolong her torture, no matter how difficult she found it to be.  “Calm down.  It’s okay.  The longer we prolong this, baby, the better orgasm will be.  For both of us.  I know you’re hungry for my cock, but you’re going to have to learn to be patient.  Hell, maybe we can even keep you from cumming for a couple of days.  Just keep you on the edge like this.”

She nuzzled her face into his shoulder in dismay.  “Please don’t, master.”

He gently lifted one hand to her brow line, pushing sweat saturated strands of hair off of her forehead.  “Shhh, baby.  Master is going to do what he wants to your body, remember?  I love when you beg, baby, but the ultimate decision is mine.”

He waited for her breathing to slow to normal, then unhooked the leash from her collar.  “You have to be a good girl, or it’s going back on.  You understand?”  She nodded.  “Now, baby, hands and knees again.”

She swiftly got into position, her rump swaying back and forth enticingly, wanting him so badly to fuck her delicious twat.

Bruce put his bulbous cock head at April’s slit, gathering juices.  This bitch didn’t even need lube (although she could have disagreed) for penetrating her ass.  He put his dick in line with her pink star and moved in slowly, painfully, stopping momentarily when his mushroom head popped through.  She cried out.

“Oh, yeah,” he groaned once she cried, being spurred to start pumping her ass.  “Fuck me, bitch.”  He put a hand on her back, using a rhythm he knew she could fuck back to.  She began to time her thrusts, although excruciating, against his.  “Yesssss.”

She would hesitate periodically out of pain and exhaustion, but he would get her back on track with sharp smacks to her rump.  And he also would give her words of encouragement:  “Yes.”  “Come on.”  “Fuck yes.”  “That’s it, whore.”

Every smack, every filthy word out of his mouth turned her on, and he knew what effect it had on his slut.  Her pain was lessening, her pleasure mounting.  She didn’t know what was happening to her or why it was happening.  It all seemed so surreal.  She was in terrible, excruciating pain, yet she was actually enjoying being taken up the ass.  “God damn, baby.  I’m so glad I’m the first one in this tight little ass of yours.”

“Fuck it,” he continued.  She groaned, dipping her head down.  “Oh, yeah.  This ass is mine.  I may share the rest of your body, but I promise, baby, only I will fuck your asshole.”

Her bowels clenched with sudden fear.  What?  Share her?  She was obviously upset by the prospect.  She didn’t want to fuck men she didn’t know.  She was already fighting with herself to accept her current situation.

He smiled cruelly, having predicted such a reaction.  He knew that she would respond with disgust and fear, and he knew what effects it would have on her luscious body.  When she clenched her bowels, an incredibly sensation rippled along his cock.  “Oh, baby,” he whispered as they continued to fuck each other.  He kept fucking into her ass at a steady pace with a reasonable amount of force, and she kept fucking back onto his cock each time he plummeted inside of her.

He leaned forward a bit, whispering into her ear, “Scream for me.”  He then began pounding her roughly, each hit downward nearly knocking her to the floor, but he followed her body’s every move, lest she try to get away.  Her lips opened, her eyes squinted, and she let out a loud scream of agony, her ass clamping down on his cock, but he managed to fuck through the resistance.

“Cum for me, baby.”  She was so relieved to hear those words.  Bruce reached underneath April, roughly and suddenly pinching her clit, making her cum immediately.  Her juices trickled down her legs and onto the floor.  She cried out, slumping down after her orgasm.  He stayed in her ass, still hard, but not moving for the time being.

He laughed briefly at her.  “What a little whore you are.  All I had to do was pinch your clit, and you came all over the place.”  He reached down, caressing her thighs, picking up juices to smear along her ass cheeks.  “Oh, man, what a slut.  But we’re not done yet, baby.”

He smacked her glistening globes.  “What do we say when master makes you cum, or when master fucks you?”

She took in a few deep breaths to try to gain her composure before she was able to speak at a reasonable level.  “Thank you, master.”

“You’re very welcome, slut.”  His hands traveled back to her thighs, moving upwards along their inner sides, up toward her pussy.  “You want some more?”

“Mmmmmmhmmmm,” she responded, circling her hips as both of his hands found her pussy, spreading the lips apart.  Her slit was exposed fully to the cool air, which made the plane of her groin tingle slightly.  She wanted his fingers inside of her, though.

“That’s not how I want you to speak to me,” he growled at her, smacking her on the ass as hard as he could, eliciting a yelp from April.  “I’m not going to punish you this time because you’re such a new slut, but you’d better wise up.”

“Please, master, I want some more,” she responded, almost robotically.

“That’s a good girl,” he whispered, slapping her ass once again, just for good measure.

            Bruce pulled his erect cock from April’s ass, loving the sound of its exit, as well as the sight of her hole gradually pulling tight again.

            “Come on, slut,” he ordered, pulling himself away from her, walking over to a long silver table on the far end of the basement, wheeling the small portable one behind him.  She followed behind him on hands and knees, the sight of which made him smile as he turned to make sure she was coming.

            He patted the large table top, signaling for her to get on it.  “Come on, slut,” he repeated, patiently.  She got on top of the table with minimal effort.  This put her at about his chest level when she lay down on her back.

            “Good girl.  Scoot to the edge, now,” he spoke softly, coaxing her so that she inched her pussy toward him.  “Spread your legs, little whore.”

            April splayed her legs, grounding her feet on the edge of the table at the corners, spreading her pussy to his view.  He was pleased with what he saw, and Bruce took a few moments to take in the beautiful sight before him.  He saw the glistening of her juices along her twat.  He moved forward so that his torso touched the edge of the table, standing in between her legs.

            He gently patted her saturated pussy, lightly slapping it over and over, certainly not enough to hurt April, but enough to make her want more.

            April shifted her hips a bit, trying to get more friction working on her pussy, but Bruce just continued the light patting.  She wanted more, and he was just torturing her, over and over.  Why couldn’t he just fuck her pussy again?

            Bruce used his other hand to spread her labia apart so that the patting would now be concentrated on April’s engorged clitoris.  After just a few gentle pats, she started to breathe heavily.  Her clitoris was extremely sensitive at this point, causing her body to jump slightly at every touch of it.  It felt so good, but too subdued for her to be anywhere near the brink of orgasm.  “Oh, god.”

            He stopped the light beating of her clit once she spoke, swiping a finger down the length of her slit, hooking it into her asshole.  She groaned, bucking her hips.  He slapped her hard on the pussy, the wetness making it sting more.  “Don’t fight it, bitch!”

            She cried out in pain, but forced herself to remain calm.  She didn’t want to be smacked again.

            When Bruce saw her struggle to behave, his anger subsided, and he smiled at her lustfully.  He watched her face contort in pleasure when the index finger of his other hand hooked into her twat.  He swiped the inside of her walls, corkscrewing his fingers in her ass and pussy.  Both holes clamped down on his fingers.  “Such a tight little pussy and ass.”

            He straightened the finger in her twat, but left the one in her ass hooked.  He started pumping finger in and out of her pussy, soon affixing another finger to his penetrative efforts.

            April rhythmically contracted the muscles of her ass and pussy on his fingers, massaging the invading digits.  “Good girl,” he commended.

            A third digit made its way in, and every few penetrations, he would curl his fingers up, clawing delicately at her g-spot, making her arc her back off the table.

            “Is it so bad being my little whore?  Doesn’t master take good care of you?”

            “Yes, master,” she groaned, writhing with the pleasures he was bringing her.  “But I don’t like to be hurt..

            He continued to molest her vaginal walls, meeting great resistance by her incredibly tight and contracting pussy.  “You’re getting used to it, baby.  You’ve already responded favorably to some pain.  And you’ll get more used to it, and eventually pain will just become another source of pleasure for you.”

            She whimpered softly at hearing of her fate.  But he was right.  Some of the pain had become pleasurable.

            “I have a lot left in store for you tonight,” he spoke as if he weren’t fucking her twat with his hand, as if it were an everyday conversation.  “You’re going to be in a lot of pain tonight, baby.  But right now, this is getting unbearable for me.”

            She looked up at him, seeing that he did, indeed, look tortured by overwhelming lust.  In fact, he hadn’t even cum yet.

            “I’m sorry, baby, but the pain is going to have to wait.  I need to fuck you so badly.  Oh, baby, I’m going to cum in your cunt.”

            She was so relieved that she let out a huge sigh of relief.  He removed his hands from her body to fiddle with mechanisms under the top of the table, dropping it down to a height so that he could align his cock with her pussy.  He pressed the head to her sopping cunt and pushed forward slowly, relishing in the tightness.

            He began pounding into her with a fury, grabbing onto her thighs, pulling her feet off the table and into the air so he could fuck her deeply.  She groaned, throwing her head from side to side.  He grunted at her between thrusts, “Come.  On.  Cunt.  That’s.  It.  Whore.”

            Although he was intent on orgasm, he remained well aware of April’s levels of arousal, not wanting her to cum from the fucking he was giving her.  So, as soon as he felt his orgasm coming on, he didn’t try to stop it, knowing she wasn’t near enough to cum herself.  His thrusts became more staccato as he felt himself climax, sending his seed deep into her cunt.  When he felt spent, he thrust in one last time as deeply as he could, then stood still.  When she tried to move against him to get friction on the plane of her pussy, he pinned her hips down with his hands.

            When he pulled out of her, she looked worriedly at him, making him chuckle.  “Don’t worry, April.  I’m going to let you orgasm before we get to the pain.  I want to see you cum.”

            Bruce reached to the portable table and pulled off a purple ribbed glass dildo.  Carefully, he ran it along the length of April’s slit a few times, circling and crushing her clit every time it came into contact with it.  Soon, she was moving her hips up and down, trying to gain more friction.  When she wasn’t expecting it, he thrust it deep into her pussy, looking up to her face briefly to see the pleasured reaction.

            April inhaled sharply, letting out a loud, prolonged growl of pleasure on the exhale, her eyes flipping shut, her mouth gaping wide, and her head dropping back.

            “That’s it, slut,” said Bruce huskily, starting to unleash a relentless barrage of penetrations into April’s cunt.  He watched her intently as her arousal mounted.  Her breasts started heaving with her heavy breathing (and he used his free hand to squeeze them in succession).  She was moaning and thrashing her head from side to side.  And finally, she began to cum, and he watched her pussy spasm and unload another gush of fluids.  After her orgasm ceased, he pumped her a few more times, then pushed it deeply insider of her.

            “You’re going to have to hold that in for me, whore.  It’s staying in while I administer the painful treatment you’re going to be getting.”

            April took a few moments to register what he said through the haze of her post-coital bliss, but then she looked up at him silently, awaiting directions, obviously scared of the oncoming treatment.  “Thank you, master,” she whispered.

            “Get on your hands and knees and spread your legs for me, cunt.”  He rummaged through the contents of the portable table, finding everything he needed as she got situated as he ordered, the dildo still in place in her tight pussy.  “That’s it, cunt.”  He gently rubbed her ass cheeks to try to relax her, as he could see she was very tense.

            “Now, baby, you’re going to get an enema in your ass.  It’s going to be extremely painful.  You have to pay close attention to what I require of you.  Are you listening, slut?”

            “Yes, master,” she said shakily.

            “This enema is very large.  It contains about three quarts of water.  The water is very cold and will cause cramping of your stomach.  Do you understand, slut?”

            “Yes, master.”

            “You must retain this water inside of you for thirty minutes.  You may not let any of it drip out of your ass.  Do you understand, whore?”

            “Yes, master.”

            “You must also retain the dildo inside of you.  When the thirty minutes are finished, you may expel and take a shower, unless you have disobeyed me.  At that point, you will be punished severely.  Got it?”

            “Yes, master.”

            “Okay, we’re going to get started here.”  Bruce took a jar of petroleum and unscrewed it, adding a generous dollop of it to April’s asshole.  He closed the jar and replaced it on the table, returning his attention to her so he could rub the substance into her ass.  Without even thinking about it, April’s ass began to perform for Bruce, rhythmically clenching and unclenching in an enticing manner.  “Look at what a little whore you are.”

            April moaned, trapped somewhere between humiliation and abject pleasure.  She stirred a bit as Bruce inserted the nozzle of the enema into her ass.  She groaned in protest and he smacked her ass, laughing a bit.  “Bitch, this is just the nozzle.  What you’re about to get is much, much worse.”

            Bruce started to empty the enema bag into April’s bowels, watching her the whole length of time as she gradually became more and more uncomfortable.  Once her belly began to obviously swell, she started crying, complaining of cramps and fullness and being cold.

            Bruce didn’t punish her for it, but rather ignored her, at least pleased that she wasn’t being disobedient.  However, he ignored her cries, rubbing one ass cheek gently in a consoling manner as he spoke softly, “You’re such a little whore.  What would your parents think?”

            He knew this would be of significant humiliation, since April had always been extremely close to her family, considered a daddy’s girl, and that her parents had died years ago.

            She didn’t speak, but cried more as he continued to speak, still emptying the enema.  “What would your dad think of his little baby girl getting fucked, huh?  And what about this dirty enema?  What would your dad think  if he saw his little girl begging for a thorough fucking?”

            “Daddy would find out his little baby girl was a dirty slut,” she responded, to which he agreed.

            “Yes, he would.”  Once the enema bag was empty, Bruce removed the nozzle, noticing how quickly April clenched her ass to prevent spilling any of the liquid.  He was proud of her.  “That’s it, baby.  You just stay like this, and I’ll be back in a half hour to assess your performance.”

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            When Bruce returned, April was weeping from the severe pain and humiliation, but she had behaved herself.

            “Alright, baby,” he said, quickly removing the dildo from her pussy.  “I know this has been terrible for you, so you may go shit it out and shower.”

            He moved around to her front side, taking her head in his hands and gently kissing her, invading her mouth with his tongue.  He knew that after such a treatment, any sort of affection would be revolting to her.  He didn’t quit probing her mouth until she kissed him back for several minutes, significantly prolonging the length of time the water was in her bowels.

            Before he helped her up, Bruce slapped each of April’s ass cheeks, making her squeal.

            When she was finally able to go to the bathroom, she was practically running, and she swiftly locked the door and remained in there for hours.

8:00 a.m. Felicia leaves for her massage appointment, tells the maid she won't be back until late evening. She thinks she's meeting her wimp of a husband for dinner. Before that she has shopping, a hair appointment, and lunch with friends. Life is good and she makes all the decisions, as any wealthy privileged woman should. Right? Stan knows better.

Outside the restaurant that night, Felicia's pampered life took a different turn. Two men, wearing some sort of masks grabbed her, threw her into an SUV and put her face down on the back seat. Quickly her wrists were cuffed behind her and her ankles strapped. She kept screaming until one man said, "Shut the fuck UP, bitch!" and pressed her faced into the seat until she couldn't breathe. She felt hands all over her, pulling up her dress, pulling down her panties. "Hey," says another voice, "don't mess with the goods. You know this one's for the special party."

Laughter. "No one says we can't touch the merchandise, long as we don't use it."

Felicia was horrified, in total panic. But she was angry too. how dare they presume to treat her this way! It was not a long ride, but it seemed endless as fingers probed between her legs and pinched her ass. The car stopped and the men pulled her out, blindfolded her and then, right there in the middle of a parking lot, they stripped off her clothes ... every shred. "You won't need these anymore," said the first man. "Yeah," agreed the second. "Kind of like putting clothes on a cow going to see the bull... would you look at those tits." Hands mauled her breasts briefly. "I wouldn't mind seeing those drag the ground when the bitch crawls."

Felicia was nearly out of her mind with fear and loathing. Men calling her names like that, touching her most intimate places, treating HER... Felicia Smith-Groves...like some kind of trollop. It hadn't yet occurred to her that it was going to get worse. She was thinking kidnapping for ransom, and of course, dear Daddy would pay anything to get her back.

She was half-dragged, half carried across pavement. She heard a door open, then they went through. The corridor echoed, it seemed they were going down an ramp. Before long, another door. She could hear a murmur of voices. The she was thrown to the floor, She felt carpet under her body. A few moments later, more hands pulling her upright then into a cold metal chair. The wrist cuffs were removed, only long enough to secure her wrists behind her, and to the chair. Ankles yanked apart, strapped to something else cold. The blindfold was removed, but at first all she could see was a bright light. Finally, she saw it was some sort of spotlight, and then someone turned it down. There were faces all around her, unfamiliar faces, at least a dozen men. She was furious. "How dare you do this. I demand that you release me at once. Do you know who I am?"

A voice behind the light said, "Yes, we do. And why should we when we went to all the trouble of obtaining your services."

"Services?"

"You're the entertainment for one of our special events." Ordinarily we would simply hire an accommodating whore, or perhaps abduct a lonely single woman who wouldn't be missed. But one of our members suggested you would be just right for something we haven't done for a while."

The man strode forward into the her field of vision. "You see, Felicia, you've pissed off a lot of people, particularly the men in your life. And now it's time you found out what it is like to be humiliated, betrayed... used." He lifted one of her breasts by the nipple. "You will be treated as you deserve... like a piece of ass...three holes to service cock, nothing more. If you do not comply, you will be punished. If you do not follow every order to the letter, you will bear the consequences." He took the other nipple in his left hand and pulled hard on both, jiggling her tits.

"You don't mean you're going to rape me?" she asked, in a melodramatic tone, since she herself could not believe it.

The man laughed. "Rape you? Well of course you're going to be raped, and sodomized, and abused. You're going to have so many cocks penetrate your orifices, you won't be able to keep track of them. And there will be an attentive audience encouraging your rapists to do their best... or is it their worst."

"You wouldn't!"

"Actually, ordinarily we would do it ourselves. But this occasion calls for something specifically tailored to our member's request. And quite honestly, you're not good enough for any of us. We have instead invited three special guests who have just recently been released from the penitentiary. They haven't had any pussy in several years, but they are going to have yours."

Felicia saw three hulking black men step out of the shadows. Her blood ran cold. "No, please, my father will give you anything you want, call my husband. Please."

"But Felicia," he said with a smile, "we don't have to call them. They are both here. They belong to our club now and it is their suggestion to .. invite... you. They want to watch while these three men fuck your brains out and treat you like something even lower on the social scale than a whore." She saw her father and husband coming closer. Stan's smile ws almost evil, and her father just looked disgusted with her.

Stan stepped up beside the chair in which she was bound and reached between her spread legs to pull on the mound of hair. This pussy's going to finally get a workout," he said. "You thought it was just too good for my cock... let's see how you like theirs." She realized the three men released prisoners had taken off their clothes, and three massive, hard penises were pointing right at her.