Christmas Vacation in the Dorm.... second try

[SpectreT]

Jim

"I know you need to share this with someone, let us help you. Let it go. He's in your past, now. You don't have to go back to him, you don't even have to let him know you're even alive. And no one in this room is going to think any less of you for what he's put in your head. I'm beginning to have a more than minor dislike for this uncle, and I've never even met the son of a bitch." The last was delivered in a low growl, and I only just barely kept enough of a grip on my emotions to keep from scaring the girls.

 

[MtnAngelWV]

Samantha

I studied Jim's features and reactions as he speaks to Maddie. He clenched his jaw when he spoke to her. I could sense that he was trying to restrain himself. Maddie was still crimson red all over and my heart ached for her. I wanted to take her in my arms and reassure her that she did not have to talk about her demons but I knew that it would not help her to heal.

"Maddie, pease do not feel embarrassed with me, my lovely. No matter what you say or what you have done I love you. No one or thing can change that. Remember you are not the demon. Your uncle is," I plead with her.

I also cannot help but feel a bit jealous as she has turned to this almost complete stranger instead of me. I want so badly to grab her and run out of the room. My need to protect my new found love is overwhelming.

 

[Merelan]

Maddy:
I had heard the growl in his voice, and it frghtened me, but only for him.

Then her words hit me. You are not the demon. Your uncle is. No, he was upright, Deacon in the church. A respectable man with a dirty niece.

You are not the demon. Your uncle is. He was the rich businessman, so kindly raising his niece, who is only trouble.

You are not the demon. Your uncle is. But there were others that had seen him. it wasn't just me. The servants who would never stay. But thats the way of servants, sneaking thieves, all of them.

You are not the demon. Your uncle is. No, I was a woman, born to be evil and lead men into corruption. No. No. No. Sam was a woman, and she was sweet and pure and wonderful. She loved me.

You are not the demon. Your uncle is. I twisted my hands in the cuffs, letting the pain bring me back to reality. Reality. Here I stood naked, body and soul in front of thewse two people. People who knew me better then anyone. Somehow they had creeped into my soul. And there was Sammy, my beautiful love. Tears ruinning down her face for me. I was not even free to wipe them off. I walked up to her and rubbed my face on them.
"Tears. No tears. I was never allowed them. No matter what he said or did. A demon? Maybe. He is a successful businessman, a Deacon in the church, was even Mayor of the town for years. The kind man who took his orphaned neice in when her parents died in that tragic accident. Rearranged his life to provide her with all the comforts of home. And what does she do. Lies, steals, teases the boys. She even tried to denounce him as a sexual pervert in church. Tried to tell them, tried. But no one believes me. No one. But the servants, they saw, they saw what he would do, and none of them helped. Why wouldn't anyone help? If he was the demon they would have. For years, till I met Sam, I thought it must be true. That I was a filthy corruption. An evil pervert brought to him to lead him astray. He made me believe I was the one who teased and tormented him. Made him want me in wrong ways. hurtful ways." I stopped, not sure how detailed I should get, but it felt so good to let it out. They weren't calling me names. They didn't have that look I had seen in the women at the church.
"When I was 8 he started touching me, telling me that no one should ever touch me there, but him. You know. Little by little he got bolder. My 10 birthday present was a belly of his cum. He sat on my face and fucked me till he came, twice. At some point I passed out, thinking I was dying. But his beatings afterwards were the worst. Always, always hitting me. My fault he had done these things. On my thirteenth birthday he took my virginity. Made me beg him too. Ripped and tore me. I had to go to the doctor the next day, for it wouldn't stop bleeding. I don't know what he told him, but he wore gloves the whole time, calling me a naughty girl. From then on I always had to see him. I guess Uncle trusted him. Though it did keep him away from me for almost 6 monthes. But that was worse. I kept waiting, wondering when he would strike again." My eyes still dry, unable to cry. I had stopped crying the next time he had taken me. But Sammy stood there, crying for me. her love for me shining so brightly. I felt his hand on my shoulder, hesitant. I nuzzled it. "I never had friends, I couldn't trust him with them. Sometimes he would invite them over, but.. first he would make me suck him, then smear some in my hair, so I would smell him when I tried to be polite. The girls loved him, he was so gentlemenly, polite. Lightly touching their hands, the small of their backs. After, after they left he would find me. Would take me, fuck me. He always made me beg him for it, tell him I was a dirty whore who needed her pussy filled with his cock, only his cock." Standing tall now I turned away from them.
"When I was 14 I denounced him to the church. He had been savage that night, my pussy, my ass, even my lips bleeding. My back a mass of welts from his belt. Is stood there, in front of them and dropped my robe. But they turned their eyes and refused to see. refused to believe, though maybe one or two had their suspicions. They threw me out of the church and read my name from the altar, denouncing me as a liar. I had to stand in front of the church and accept it, take their words. While he sat there, tears streaming down his face. His fake tears. Everyone felt so sorry for him. They knew how he had tried to raise me right. But blood will tell, and who, after all was my Father anyway. Some traveling musician." Steeling myself I took a deep breath and looked out the window. Feeling a hand on either shoulder.
"That night was the worst. He took me home and tied me to his bed. Over and over he made me beg and plead with him while he pinched and pulled at me. Taunted me with my own words, the ones I had spoken in the private council of the church. He took me then, again and again. Covering my face and body with his seed. Then softly wiping me off, brushing my hair. I wondered, and then knew. One after one the men from his club came in. For three days I was made to do anything they wanted, used as their sex toy, their plaything. Some were kind, but most called me filthy names and abused me. I was only 14. Most of them had daughters my age. I went to school with them. I pleaded but they shut me up, tying one of their dirty underwear in my mouth." Sighing, was I ready to finish?
"I got pregnant. No, I have no idea whose it was. It could have been anyone of theirs. or a combination. That scared Uncle a little. He sent me away to a convent. Can you believe that? The nuns were not allowed to speak to me. I didn't care. I had the baby, baby. It was a monster. Born of my evilness. I saw it. I don't think it had ever breathed, even inside me it had been still. but it was dead, and so was my belief in justice and mercy. I pleaded with them to let me stay, but they sent me home. But, he left me alone, barely spoke to me. For two years we lived like that, though I often heard him outside my room. And found the video he had taken of the others and me. Maybe he watched it with pleasure, maybe he was blackmailing them. I no longer cared about anything, except that he left me alone.
On my sixteenth birthday he took me out to the club. He made me go. All the men were there, beaming and happy for him. They threw me a party. A combination sixteenth and good girl for two years party. But one of their sons trapped me in a hallway and started pawing me. His father and my Uncle found us, me trying to get away. But the boy said I started it. I was taken home, in public disgrace again. He raped me that night, and I loved it. Over the past two years I had realized I craved sex. Needed to be filled and taken. Loved it. I begged and pleaded, acted like the whore. Gave as good as he did. Let him, begged him to spank me, hurt me. My body needing it. Over and over I came. Crying out. The slut he had created."
Turning back to them.
"I was sent away the next week. I wasn't the little girl anymore, and that was what he wanted. he didn't want a willing slut. He needed the power he had over the young me. So, I won I guess. I have only seen him twice since. I guess I am trouble now, that is, till Sammy here. I need sex, it is part of me. I love the feeling it gives me, even tied up I have the power to turn men on, to make them want me. To make them promise me anything for a taste of my pussy. Not that there have been many men, most of them are boys who fumble and scratch, not knowing what sex can be. I have been searching for the past few years for a man who would make me face it with him, and take me. Make me do all those delicious things, because I made him want me, made him tie me up and feel that way about me. Does this make me a pervert? A demon? I don't know." Hanging my head then, feeling numb and empty. Hoping I had not frightened them off.

 

[MtnAngelWV]

Samantha

The silent tears streamed down face, my heart breaking for her story. Not only did it break for her experiences but for the difficulty in revealing and living it over and over again. Being from a loving home I just could not imagine the horror. I had no idea what to say to her make the pain subside. And I wanted to heal her wounds.

I just stood next to her, paralyzed, not knowing what to do or say. I prayed that Jim knew how to handle the situation.

 

[SpectreT]

Jim

I groaned. "Sam was right. Your uncle is some kind of demon. I never thought anything like that even could go on in this day and age. Sounds like some Victorian small-town nightmare."

I rubbed the bridge of my nose. "You're just as much of a pervert as I am, in a sort of reciprocal way. I've spent my life looking for a woman who loves sex, likes being tied, pretending she's being forced and degraded, but reveling in it. But with me, that's exactly what it is. Pretend. A game, with a short list of rules. Three, to be precise. These lead to lists of limits, but the three laws are probably ones you've heard before, but never experienced. The three rules are Safe, Sane, & Consensual. Safety and Sanity are necessary, and they're what's been lacking throughout your tale; Consent, you only gave at the last part, when you began to recognize a part of yourself that loves it. There's nothing wrong with that. You find what works for you, and you go with it. No guilt, no fear. The best revenge you can get on that sack of shit is to find ways to enjoy your life now. It would just be ironic, and certainly a form of poetic justice, if your joy came from the same sorts of things he did to cause you pain, that he tried to use to destroy you."

I grinned at her. "And being a pervert is a good thing! Gives you all kinds of ways to pity the common folk who will never know the joy you experience!"

I think Maddy was almost laughing at that; good. Her spirit hadn't been crushed, even by sharing that horror.

 

[Merelan]

Maddy:
A weight had lifted, a fog cleared. I saw the world now in bright colors. I wanted to shout, laugh, cry and weep. Instead I leaned into Sammy, cuddling her with my head. Kissing her neck, nipping a bit at her ear.
"So you love this pervert? We still owe him. Big time. He has given me, freedom. Oh god. See." I spread my legs, my pussy lips swollen and glistening with desire.
"It was not the talk of uncle, but the forced submission, you took away and guilt." I knelt then, awkwardly. His hand caressing my head as I crawled closer to him.
"See Sammy, he likes this too." Nuzzling his head, hard through his pants. Kissing the bulge. Suddenly feeling wild and gay and carefree, and so very horny.

 

[MtnAngelWV]

Samantha

I was very grateful to him for freeing my lover from her personal prison. I had no idea how to please a man. This was a new experience for me and all of sudden I felt as though I would revert to my former self. Pleasing a woman had been fairly easy since I knew the places that were the most pleasurable. I had learned this by exploring my own body, touching every inch of it.

I demurred to Maddie for she had experience in pleasing men. I stood back admiring her talents. Jim had placed his hand on Maddie's head bringing her face closer to his groin. I decided to be a voyeur as I learned her technique.

 

[SpectreT]

Jim

I smiled as I traced her lips with my thumb. Looking up at me, and still blushing, she took my thumb into her mouth and sucked it, all the while looking me in the eyes.

"Little one, you know what else I'd like to put in your mouth, don't you?" I asked. I unbuckled my tool belt, and let it drop to the floor in a clatter of items, then worked the zip on my coveralls.

"You blush so well. Keep doing it." She blinked at that.

 

[Merelan]

Maddy:
I closed my eyes as I sucked his thumb, taking it as a minature of what I wanted.
"Little one, you know what else I'd like to put in your mouth, don't you?" Yes, I knew, and craved it.
With a crash his tool belt fell to the floor. Startling me, making me realize what I was doing, how I was acting. Like a naughty slut.
I blushed deeply.

"You blush so well. Keep doing it."

My eyes flew open. his words a surety I would keep blushing. I ducked my head, trying to hide. Completely aware she was watching. Had she ever been with a man? I wasn't sure. somehow I diidn't think so.

 

[MtnAngelWV]

Samantha

I was watching her suck on his thumb and his reactions to it. I wondered if I could ever make a man want me as he evidently wanted her. I uncosciously led my hand to my nipple, swirling my fingertips around it, longing to have them in her sweet mouth. My fire was rekindled watching the sight of his enlarged erection enter her lips.

 

[SpectreT]

Jim

I stroked Maddy's hair as I free my erection from its confines. Looking down into her eyes, I lightly stroke my penis along her right cheek. Her eyes close, and she starts rubbing it with her face. Sam is mesmerized nearby, a hand fluttering to her breast, only to stop, confused, near the nipple. An odd look on her face as she watches her roomie transform back and forth from wanton slut to confused child.

"Come here, Samantha. Closer. Watch. Watch Maddy. What are you thinking? Talk to us. Let us hear you." I look down into Maddy's eyes, still closed, as she opens her mouth to take my cock inside.

 

[Merelan]

Maddy:
I hear his words, feel his cock. Sliding over my face. in love, not anger. In need, not rape. His scent so strong, so powerful. Masculine and calling to me. Licking my lips. His words to her. Yes, I silently whisper. Watch me. a furious tingling sensation flooding my pussy as I realize she is. Watching her lover become a slut. He nudges my lips. Willingly, of God, how willingly, I open my lips, snaking out my tongue to lick the tip of it's precum.
"Please." I almost whimper. For he is standing still, slightly pullling back when I try to slip him in.
"Please."

 

[SpectreT]

Jim Carson

"Please." She was looking up at me, leaning forward, trying to get my cock.

"Please, what? What do you want, Maddy? Tell me." I don't usually tease like this, and I'm not sure I want to make her beg. But I do have a strong need to hear the words from her own lips. Lips we both want wrapped around my cock. A little whine escapes her, and her blush deepens and grows. I didn't believe it was possible for her to blush any more, but she somehow managed. Or maybe she was "Flushed with need", whatever the hell that meant.

I looked over at Sam. "I meant it, I'm a pervert. Go put your glasses on, and put your hair back in a ponytail. The cute, sweet, innocent look really works for me. Your lover is about to teach you how to suck cock."

 

[MtnAngelWV]

I run in order to obey his command. I quickly pull my hair back and place the glasses upon my face. When I return to his side I look down at Maddie, staring back at me. That familiar tug of jealousy is within me again. I want so badly for her tongue to touch me in that way. But, the jealousy is mixed with deep desire and admiration. I replace one of my hands upon my breast while the other slips below to tantalize my moistness.

 

[Merelan]

"Please let me, you know." Ducking my head, but his hand in my hair pulled it up again. I knew what he wanted, wanting to hear me say it in words.
"Let me suck you. I need to feel your cock, deep in my throat. I promise it will be so good. please." The simple act of saying the words made me hotter, rubbing my legs together in my need for touch. My nipples aching and swollen. Almost painful in their need.

 

[SpectreT]

Jim Carson

I grin. Another inch of ground won. She's realizing it doesn't have to be about anger and humiliation, that the same things can be about fun and games. She didn't quite beg, but she did ask very politely. Perfect. I let my cock into her mouth, slowly, an act of will to pull it back out. Maddy tried to recapture it, but I kept away from her for a brief second. The little-girl whine was back.

"Remember what I told Sam. You're going to teach her this. Share with your roomie, show her, then tell her, what to do. Sam, there will be a test on this...." I grinned at them both.

 

[Merelan]

Maddy:
Whimpering as he pulled it away again. Pouting. Rubbing my face on his legs, trying to woo him.

 

[MtnAngelWV]

Samantha

My body is responding to my new experience in the role of voyeur. The moistness between my legs is increasing as I feel what Maddie must be feeling. He is teasing her and she is relishing in it. I notice her nipples growing size from her desire to have him inside her mouth. I giggle at Jim's comment on the test. Technically, I am still virigin. My body still untouch by anyone other than my own hands.

 

[SpectreT]

Jim Carson

I sighed, fiegning slight annoyance.

"Maddy. You heard me. You are Sam's sex instructor. Start acting like one. Her first lesson is cocksucking."

Maddy's eyes opened again, and focused on me, then moved to Sam, who was almost casually playing with herself. I barely managed to not smile at that. Sam's self-consciousness was buried in the lustful scene before her.

"I'll also add that eye contact, while not necessary, is a highly arousing factor in any blowjob."

 

[Merelan]

Maddy:
"Sam." it is almost a whisper. "Come closer, down here." I nuzzle him again, wanting his touch, which he grants. Stroking my hair. Looking up I need to be sure this is what he wanted. To please him is my only desire. Yes, eye contact. His burn through me, though I must close mine or whimper again. Strong Maddy, you will be strong, outlast him.

 

[MtnAngelWV]

I have done as Maddy has instructed. I knelt down next to her and at Jim's feet. I watch his cock as it begins to disappear into her mouth. I am not sure what I envied more. Did I want his cock in my mouth? Or did I want Maddy's mouth loving me as she was loving him? Tough questions! I look at the expression on Jim's face and I can tell that he is enjoying the feeling. A quiver runs through my body anticipating our next move.

 

[SpectreT]

Jim Carson

It wasn't easy, but I managed to pull myself from her mouth again. Looking down into her eyes, then to Sam's, I present my cock to Sam.

"Tell her what to do, Maddy. Coach her." I can see by the conflict on Sam's face that she's never been presented with a cock to suck before. If anything, that turns me on more.

 

[MtnAngelWV]

Samantha

Jim points the pruple, throbbing member at me. I stare at it wide-eyed, having no idea what I am supposed to do. I look at Maddie with fear welling up inside of me. But something else wondered its way into my body. Desire. I wanted to enjoy this moment with Maddie. I wanted to share our experience with Jim -- to show him the pleasure Maddie and I had. I felt unsecure again and I did not want to be that same frightened child. My eyes pleaded with Maddie for her help.

 

[Merelan]

Maddy:
Startled. Me teach her? He was right when he said I would keep blushing. But meeting her eyes brought a smile. Leaning over I kissed her, a soft gentle kiss. God, she was so beautiful. So lovely. Vowing to myself that no ne, not even this man, would ever hurt her.
But he poked at me with his cock, and I almost giggled.
"First darling, sweet, lovely angel." pausing to watch her flush deepen. Again he was right, a blush enhanced the beauty.
"First, the hands, cup his balls, feel how heavy they are. That is his need, his gift for you. Gently caress them. Try it." Her hand hesitating, I elbowed her and winked. Was this really her first time? How could such a gorgeous being have gone so long. But I knew. It was imperative she keep her grades. Another vow I made then, to help her. Hell, what else was all my money for.

"While doing that you could lick him also. We arem't in it for speed, or to see how fast he can cum. The build up,. like in a woman, if it is gradual, slow and lasting makes the orgasm longer, stronger. Make it a challenge t see how long you can make him wait. Though.." Leaning in, with a stage whisper. "There are also times when you dive right in and make him cum in seconds. To show him who really is in charge."

"Feel him slide between your fingers, like silk, steel. Amazing isn't it?"

 

[MtnAngelWV]

Samantha

I felt hot and flushed as Maddy began teaching me the art of fellatio. There I go again with the scholarly terms. His balls felt good rolling around in my hand. I used a soft pressure on them, caring for them as a mother cares for her young. Maddy silently urged his cock up to my lips with her eyes and my tongue escaped to lick the tip. I swirled my tongue around it as if it were an ice cream cone melting in the hot summer sun. Juice seeped from the opening and I couldn't resist licking it off. It was bitter yet tinged with a sweetness. A taste that a girl could get used to. Maddy's tongue stroked the length of him while I sucked the tip. I looked up to his face and saw that his head had lolled back and an intense look was apparent. He was the picture of self-control that was slowly waning away.