‘You’re sweet when you look scared,’ Alistair whispered, stroking a stray strand of Cathy’s hair out of her eyes. ‘You’re not scared of me, are you? I’m not going to do anything too bad to you,’ he winked. ‘Just get you undressed and push your legs open for me to shove my dick into.’
Cathy swallowed, her eyes getting wider at the imagery. What did he mean by ‘not too bad’?
Cathy made the mistake of telling her old friend Anthony that she was a virgin and that she had always fancied him. Now she is on a rollercoaster towards a steamier gangbang than she has ever dreamed.
Cathy’s Innocence: Chapter 10
[‘Cathy’s Innocence’ contains first time / virginity, maledom femsub sex and gangbangs, dubious consent, rough sex and brother-sister incest themes. All characters are over 18. Chapter 1 is here].
Alistair slid his hand into Cathy’s loose hair, pulling her towards him.
She went with it, stifling all her nerves that she was about to kiss a man she didn’t know. Is this what it was like at those university parties the men were talking about? she thought helplessly as she felt his breath across her face and then his lips pressing against hers. Girls being chosen to fuck these three guys they didn’t know?
She moaned though as she felt his lips on hers. Cathy liked kissing, even if she had never managed to get further than this. Alistair pulled her closer to him, his arm holding her strongly against him. He grunted into her mouth as they kissed, a masculine sound of intense satisfaction.
‘You taste nice, little Cathy,’ he murmured, using his fingers to pull her hair off her face. ‘I think it’s about time I got you naked, don’t you?’
Cathy swallowed but didn’t object as she felt his hands sliding down her sides, stroking her through her dress.
‘Undo your buttons,’ Alistair ordered at last, stopping the kiss and sitting back up, at arms’ length from her. ‘Your tits are very pretty and I want to see them.’
Cathy bit her lip, trembling fingers working to undo the buttons. She was hyperaware of all the men looking at her — sure, Anthony had already seen a lot during the car ride this morning, but still, it was a lot to be undressing in front of three guys.
‘Did… did you make the university girls undress like this?’ she whispered, looking down as she got to her waist.
Alistair snickered softly. ‘Sometimes. Sometimes we made all the girls strip in advance, and line up and do party tricks like that. We’d pick the girl whose tits bounced the highest when we made them jump or the girl whose thigh gap looked most alluring,’ he murmured crudely.
Cathy swallowed, blushing all over at the thought of being ‘chosen’ like that on the basis of physical, sexual characteristics. At the thought of being forced to do party tricks while naked.
‘Sometimes,’ Alistair continued, inching closer to her again. ‘Sometimes, we wouldn’t undress them at all — we would just push them onto their backs and force ourselves into them.’
His fingers slid lazily down the side of her face, making her gasp as he continued to stroke downwards across her sensitive throat to her shoulder, his hand moving inside her half-open dress.
‘Get your dress off, darling,’ he murmured, the words clearly an order. ‘And your bra. I know your panties are already gone, because Anthony took them off you.’
Cathy jumped to obey, forcing herself to undo the last buttons and pull the dress recklessly off her shoulders.
‘And the bra,’ Alistair said, his voice hard as he gripped her shoulder, kneeling beside and above her. ‘Now, Cathy. I’m getting impatient.’
She gulped, struggling with the clips on her bra, her fingers shaking as she finally pulled it off, still trying desperately not to think about what she was doing. She’d already kicked off her sneakers and she felt suddenly far too exposed as she realised she was completely naked.
‘That’s it, love,’ Alistair murmured, meeting her eyes. ‘Stand up now, darling,’ he ordered her. ‘Give the guys a good look.’
Cathy bit her lip before pushing herself to her feet, feeling almost defiant as she saw Anthony and Angus watching her — not looking at her face, their eyes running up and down her body.
‘Hands up in the air,’ Alistair ordered from below on the blanket. ‘Legs a bit more apart. Now, rotate on the spot. Let the guys see all of you.’
Cathy swallowed nervously, blushing hotly as she obeyed, feeling far too exposed. Her nipples and clit still ached from the clamps, and she felt even more embarrassed at the men looking at her with the toys on her — as if she was a toy herself, a decoration, and not a girl at all.
‘I like what you’ve done to her nips,’ Alistair complimented Anthony, stroking her legs with a casual hand while she turned slowly around. ‘Her clit too,’ he murmured. ‘That must hurt. You’re a sadist, Anthony. When are we taking them off?’
‘I want her to scream when we do,’ Anthony spoke, his voice hard. He shrugged. ‘I’d like her first experience of sex to be with them on her,’ he said. ‘It’ll make her wetter and better to fuck, anyway. And then maybe I’ll take them off her while I’m inside her,’ he smirked.
Cathy swallowed, insanely embarrassed at how he was treating her.
‘Don’t… Don’t I get a say?’ she whispered softly, feeling suddenly vulnerable alone with them here.
‘Not if I can help it,’ Angus swore vehemently, making Cathy jump.
‘We’re here to fuck and to enjoy you,’ Anthony spoke coolly. ‘You’re here to obey and let us teach you how to please a man,’ he smirked as she flushed. ‘You can keep these clamps on for a good long while.’ He shrugged. ‘And if you complain, we’ll just leave them on for longer. We’re in charge here, not you. Is that clear, little girl?’
Cathy swallowed, blushing hotly at the feeling of being put in her place.
She forced herself to speak.
‘It’s… It’s clear,’ she whispered. ‘Do I… Am I… Should I just be quiet then?’ she bit her lip. ‘Am I allowed to talk?’
‘Good sluts keep quiet until they’re spoken to,’ Anthony said coolly, his eyes running down over her body. ‘It’s like the games we used to play, Cathy,’ he smirked. ‘You remember how you used to pester us with questions all the time and we told you to be quiet or we’d stop playing with you?’
Cathy nodded, feeling tremulous. She had always been quiet after that. She had never wanted Anthony and Angus to stop playing with her.
‘Well then,’ he smirked. ‘It’s like that. Except we can gag you now, if we want. If you talk too much, we’ll just gag that beautiful mouth wide open, and then we’ll keep playing with you. We’ll be a bit rougher to teach you a lesson.’
‘OK,’ Cathy whispered, biting her lips. She knew her whole face and chest were hot with embarrassment — she did not want to let them down!
‘You can always beg us to fuck you harder,’ Alistair smirked from where he sat, stroking her legs. ‘I like it when a pretty girl begs me for crude things,’ he chuckled. ‘Why don’t you try now, darling?’ he asked. ‘Lie back down on the blanket. You can beg me to fuck you with my big dick.’
Cathy’s Innocence: Chapter 11
‘I like it when a pretty girl begs me for crude things,’ Alistair chuckled. ‘Why don’t you try now, darling?’ he asked. ‘Lie back down on the blanket. You can beg me to fuck you with my big dick.’
Feeling as though she had been frozen in stone with embarrassment, moving awkwardly, Cathy knelt back down on the blanket. Alistair’s eyes met hers, a sardonic look in them.
‘All the way down, little girl,’ he murmured. ‘On your back for your first time. I want to see your legs spread, every part of you available, waiting for me.’
‘I don’t…’ she whispered, her eyes wide. ‘I’m not… Why do I have to beg?’ she asked, feeling vaguely guilty about how plaintive her voice sounded.
‘Get down there,’ Alistair ordered, his voice not allowing any dispute. ‘You have to beg because I’m telling you,’ he added, his eyes firmly on hers.
‘On your back, Cathy!’ Anthony snapped from where he was seated watching. ‘You’d have done it for me in the car earlier. Obey him — like a good little slut!’
Cathy gulped, flushing, remembering how insanely aroused she had felt in the car. She hadn’t expected to feel like that — she would have done anything Anthony told her.
Trembling, she eased herself backwards, feeling her vulnerability increase as she lay slowly down, her back settling down onto the rug. Alistair’s eyes were fixed on her body and she shivered. Gods, he was going to lie on her, above her, while he pushed himself into her.
‘Finally,’ Anthony snapped and she shivered — she loved and hated this side of him, this fierce need to dominate, for her to obey him like a pet dog. It turned her on like nothing on earth — but she also didn’t understand how soft-spoken Anthony could be like this with her.
‘Knees up and legs apart, darling,’ Alister ordered, himself rising up onto his knees and starting to strip out of his shirt. She watched mesmerised as his hairy chest and broad shoulders came into view, before remembering that he had given her an order.
Oh gods, she didn’t want to obey it though! He would see in between her legs, she would look like a wanton slut, begging for sex.
‘I slapped one of her tits earlier when she wouldn’t get her legs open,’ Anthony spoke crudely from where he was seated. ‘Is that what you want, Cathy, love?’ he asked, his eyes meeting hers with amusement in them. ‘I think a slap right across your nipples would hurt, don’t you?’
Cathy gasped, shuddering — her nipples were so sensitive, aching and complaining with the clamps across their base. She licked her lips, swallowing.
‘I’ll… I’ll be good,’ she murmured, blushing at the thought of one of them disciplining her like that. She pulled her feet in, her knees rising high, then quickly, without letting herself even think about what she was doing, she opened her feet, blushing at the avid smile on Alistair’s face.
‘Wider,’ he murmured, then horrifying Cathy by shifting on his knees so that he was kneeling between her feet looking right down at her. ‘That’s it,’ he added as she obeyed wordlessly, her face bright red. ‘Now let your knees fall open,’ he ordered. ‘I want to see the hole I’m going to bury myself into.’
Cathy let her knees drop down towards the outside, crying out with sudden mortification at what Alistair could see. She had never imagined having sex like this — outside, in the full light of day, with men looking at her.
Alistair was looking right at her pussy and she thought she would die.
‘She looks fuckable enough,’ he spoke across her to the other men. He rose up, quickly stripping out of his trousers and underpants, tossing the clothing aside before coming back to his knees between her feet. Cathy watched him, her eyes wide. His dick… Oh gods, his dick was already stiff, and he looked insanely big.
‘Beg me for it, little slut,’ Alistair said, his words an order. ‘Beg me for this big dick of mine in that sweet little hole.’
‘Please,’ Cathy whispered, not knowing whether she was whispering for more or less.
‘Do it!’ Alistair snapped, shocking her with the vehemence in his voice. ‘Say: please put your big dick into me’.’
‘Please put your… big dick into me,’ Cathy gasped, the words almost sounding like rote.
‘Such a slut,’ he said, snickering until Cathy flushed — he had told her to do it, dammit! ‘Have you really never had a man inside you?’ he asked, mockingly but not unkind. ‘Tell me that you saved yourself for me. Tell me that you’re desperate. Tell me that you’re such a needy slut that you’d take any man inside you.’
I… I saved myself for you,’ Cathy whispered, blushing. ‘I… I’m…’ she tried to go on. ‘I’m… I can’t,’ she wailed eventually, overcome with embarrassment at what he wanted her to say.
She only saw Anthony moving when he was already kneeling beside her, his hand sliding ruthlessly into her hair, his other hand held above her aching breast.
‘I think you enjoyed me slapping you earlier,’ he said crudely. ‘I think you want me to slap you again, is that right, little slut?’
‘N-no,’ Cathy whispered, although it was only partly true — it had been a shock when he smacked her breast and it had hurt but afterwards she had also wanted him to do it again. It just felt so very hot for him to treat her in such a cavalier fashion.
‘Then obey him,’ Anthony grunted, forcing her to meet his eyes. ‘I don’t want to be rough with you, little Cathy,’ he warned her, ‘but if you disobey, I will punish you.’
‘Y-yes Anthony,’ she whispered, unable to take her eyes off his palm, raised high in the air above her breast, ready to smack her. ‘I’ll say the words,’ she said softly. ‘I… I’m desperate,’ she whispered, blushing red hot at the demeaning words. ‘I’m such a needy… slut… I’d take any man inside me,’ she whispered, wondering how on earth she could even say such things.
‘Good girl,’ Anthony murmured, tightening his grip on her hair before shocking her as he reached down and kissed her full on the lips. It only lasted an instant, and she felt herself melting up into him, desperate for more, then he was standing up and moving back away, leaving her alone on the blanket. ‘She’s all yours, mate,’ Anthony said to Alistair over his shoulder.
Cathy shivered as the big man met her eyes. He moved forward as if to come onto all fours above her.
‘Beg me,’ Alistair grunted, his voice rough, his eyes burning as they met hers. ‘I’m going to fuck you, darling. I’m going to ride you like a sweet little unbroken horse. I’m going to plant my seed right into you. Where it belongs. Beg me for it. All of it.’
‘Please,’ Cathy whispered, unable to take her eyes off him right above her. The memory of Anthony preparing to smack her breast rose in her mind’s eye, and she forced herself to keep talking, no matter how humiliating it was. ‘Please fuck me,’ she gasped. ‘Please… Oh god,’ she moaned, hating the words. ‘Please ride me,’ she whimpered. ‘Please p-plant your s-seed into me,’ she said, wanting to roll over and hide herself from the utter embarrassment.
‘That’s it, darling,’ Alistair murmured, smiling. ‘Let’s get you ready for cock, shall we?’
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