Counselor's New Cunt - Closed for AndreaSubbie

[ericrodman101]

Flavia pushed her way alongside KittyKat just as one of the guys finished milking his cock into her hair and then scooped his semen from her forehead. The older woman made eye contact with the guy who remained expressionless, simply holding his hand out, inviting her to suck it. She smiled, opened her mouth and complied. He pushed his fingers deep into her mouth, stretching her lips, then slowly withdrew, transferring the sticky goo from his hand into her oral cavity. She closed her lips over his palm to restrict his movement, tasting his semen as she looked into the eyes behind his mask. He slowed his hand until it stopped, fingers still hanging over her teeth, semen seeping around her mouth as she sucked hard and nodded gently with approval. Who would break first, she wondered.

As she focused on the sticky fingers in her mouth, she was conscious that another of the four men had pushed his cock into the girl's mouth and commenced a deep, vigorous face fuck. Flavia reached back, her hand grazing KittyKat's side until she felt her ass cheek and then round to where the cock thrust inside the girl. The older woman first touched the cock with her fingertips, feeling the slime of KittyKat's anal juices on the shaft, then circled the cock with her fingers so that she formed a ring through which the guy was fucking KittyKat. She felt him flinch, obviously close to cumming, then pinched him as if to bring his ass fucking of the eighteen year old to an end. Flavia was conscious that KittyKat still wore the chastity belt and her cunt was unavailable to the four men. One had already cum in her hair and another about to cum in her ass. If they desired another hole in which to discharge themselves, then it would be Flavia who must take the load from her protege.

She nodded again to the guy scraping his semen into her mouth, disengaged from his fingers and turned her head to make eye contact with the guy fucking her ass. Again, he was expressionless behind the mask, but was thrusting ever harder into the girl as he approached climax. Flavia leaned down so that her face was close to where her fingers encircled his cock as it punctured KittyKat's asshole.

"Cum in my mouth," she said, semen already dribbling down her chin.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Although KittyKat was unable to see Mistress around the bulk of the suited guy sticking his cock into her mouth in a hurried, almost desperate fucking, she heard the "cum in my mouth," comment. From behind her. By her hips. What was going on back there? Certainly, the touch of Mistress's hand had been so welcome, such a contrast to the roughness of the men. The pummelling of her poo hole was as brutal as ever, maybe more so, and there was a tension in the way he held Kittykat's hips. Could he be about to cum at last? And into Mistress's mouth rather than the sore, abused asshole of the sub?KittyKat looked forward to the respite.

The guy with his cock in her mouth was speeding up, pushing in harder, grunting, and KittyKat did a quick mental count. The taxi driver who cummed in her mouth, the suit who'd cum in her hair; two loads so far. And yes, just as she'd counted all the way up to two, it became three. But not the guy in her mouth. Some unknown man, to her side. He must have been just watching and jerking himself off because suddenly there was a jet of fresh hot spunk flying across open space to hit her on the side of her face, a splat with the unmistakable aroma of semen. The face fucker never broke his rhythm. But the guy up her anus was tensing and groaning and might even be ready to shoot.

 

[ericrodman101]

The guy fucking KittyKat‘s ass started to cum. Flavia heard him grunt, even as he seemed to acknowledge her suggestion that he cum in her mouth, and then break the rhythm of his thrusting into the girl, holding himself steady, tensing and clenching.

Her face almost between his torso and the girl‘s ass, Flavia pushed him back, jolting his cock from her anus and into her hand. His semen spurted everywhere, between KittyKat’s cheeks, across Flavia’s palm, onto the older woman’s face. Anxious not to waste a drop, she opened her mouth and latched onto the cock, the warm pulses of semen filling her cheek and running across her tongue.

He seemed unconcerned about whether he came in an ass or a mouth, and recommenced his thrusting, while Flavia adjusted her stance to increase her comfort and straighten the angle of his discharge. The saltiness of his semen mixed with the earthiness of KittyKat’s ass juices. Flavia swooned, suddenly remembering her reactions the first time she’d taken a cock in her mouth straight from an ass. It had been a man’s ass that first time. A young man she’d never met, being fucked by her uncle. She’d come upon them while holidaying with her aunt. Her uncle, who’d only recently married her aunt, had already fucked his new niece and so she’d gone to his den hoping to continue the liaison. And found her uncle with his cock deep inside a beautiful young stranger.

Flavia leaned back as the masked man drained himself into her mouth. The back of her head nestled between KittyKat’s ass cheeks. The man’s thrusting echoed KittyKat’s rocking as she was face fucked. Flavia found herself looking up into the eyes of the masked man, still expressionless, but trained on her as if he meant never to forget this older woman who’d intervened to receive his semen so unexpectedly.

She’d looked into her uncle’s eyes too, her head lying back against the young’s man’s cock, for unlike KittyKat, her uncle had fucked the young man lying on his back. They’d fucked again, she and her uncle and the young man, the son of a neighbour home from college. What was he doing now?

The masked man withdrew his cock from Flavia’s mouth until the cock head was barely touching her lips. She licked and sucked, cleaning the last drops of semen and ass juice from the glans and shaft. And then as he stood before her, she smiled, took his gently receding cock in her hand, kissed the head and held tight to the shaft as if to let him know that if he had committed her face to memory, then so had she committed the feel and taste of his appendage to hers.

”Let’s find another room,” she said, “where we can all be more comfortable.”

 

[AndreaSubbie]

The cock suddenly withdrew from KittyKat's mouth. Without cumming. If she hadn't just heard Mistress's suggestion of going somewhere more comfortable, KittyKat would have wondered what she did wrong. She stood up, still clutching one erect cock protruding from the otherwise neat dark suit of one of her four, while the cock that had been in her mouth bobbed and waved in front of her. It seemed that the guy was happy to walk to the new room with his big erection paraded in front of him like some flagstaff. KittyKat giggled to herself as she imagined hanging flags from every visible hard cock.

Lead by the leash attached to her collar, the naked sub followed Mistress who seemed to know where to go, her four acolytes accompanying and a small crowd of onlookers following. It was like they were putting on a free sex show, and KittyKat wondered if Mistress regretted not being able to film the action. The sub still held the nice hard cock in her hand, feeling as if perhaps she had a sub of her own with his own leash, but that was only a fleeting impression. She was pretty sure he'd soon use her how he wanted, and remind her that she was the bottom rung of the sex ladder. But that was okay. She was here at Mistress's invitation, or insistence. Here to serve. Here to please. And despite her sore bum hole, she was loving it.

 

[ericrodman101]

Flavia led KittyKat by the glass-topped table. Godwin was on his back, legs in the air, Osvaldo working the broom handle deep into his anus. The older man was yelping in pain, but everyone else in the room was watching with pleasure, including the couple under the table who were fucking with a double-ended dildo. Flavia made a mental note to fetch her double-ended dildo when they returned to her apartment.

In the center of the next room was a large square bed and mattress, covering most of the floor with room to stand round the outside. Flavia unleashed KittyKat and then let the four men, none of whom had spoken, position the girl where they wanted her.

"Time to strip off boys," the older woman said. The four men did as she directed, removing their suits until they stood naked in just their masks. Flavia noted what fine specimens they were, late thirties or early forties maybe, muscled and hairy, long veined cocks still hard even after two of them had cum. She wondered if they'd taken anything to enhance their erections. The sight was such a contrast to her five boys in the class, all young and fresh, mostly hairless, soft and fleshy, still growing into men like these.

The girl was allowed to stand unmolested for a moment as if they were sizing her up, weighing up how they wanted to fuck her, in what order and how many at a time. She stood sheepishly, looking around, marvelously innocent and apprehensive, Flavia thought, as if waiting for an onslaught. Flavia wondered if she should remove the chastity belt. The girl's ass must be sore, and her mouth which had also received a vigorous working over. But before she'd made up her mind, KittyKat was picked up bodily and held at shoulder height, lying flat, stomach down while they kissed her ass and mouth, while one of them lay on the bed on his back and stroked his cock back to a full erection. Then kneeling, holding KittyKat under the arms and her legs out wide and flat, they lowered her onto the cock where they could lift her on and off the man on the bed. It was a scene of complete control. They used the girl simply as a fuck toy, driving her down onto the cock and then raising her until just his cock head remained inside her stretched anus, and down again, hard.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

It was hardly comfortable yet incredibly erotic.

KittyKat felt like she might have achieved the ultimate in becoming a free-use sexual object for the gratification of men's cock and balls. Even while the discomfort tested her poor abused asshole she pondered how she might write this up for the Professor, trying to be suitably modest while reveling in the heights of her achievement.

She was just a sex tool to fit around the hard eager cock beneath her. Of course, they'd had to bend her almost in half to line up her available fuck hole with the phallic pole standing vertical beneath her, but yes, it was indeed incredibly erotic being held by her arms and legs and fucked down onto the hard erection.

Then everything moved up a notch. While she was anally impaled, lying chest to chest on the naked man, the others let go of her and moved around until a second hard cock speared her anus. KittyKat opened her eyes wide in shock, jaw hanging open, gaping at her Mistress, when suddenly a third cock penetrated her, taking advantage of her open mouth. Then a fourth forced its way between her lips. The way the two men in front of her arranged themselves suggested they were no strangers to double mouth fucking. And presumable the two double fucking and ruining her poor sore stretched asshole weren't new to this, either.

Tears filled her eyes and spilled down her cheeks, noticed and commented on by some of the spectators, many with cruel expressions urging the men to use her harder. KittyKat looked to Mistress for help, for relief, for rescue while she was pounded hard for the entertainment of everyone else present.

 

[ericrodman101]

Flavia could see KittyKat was struggling. Double anal penetration was an acquired art, a learned skill which not everyone could accomplish. She'd been pleased that the four man had lubed themselves generously before despoiling the girl, but she would have liked to lube KittyKat's ass, or at least ask the girl if she wanted lubing. And now that she was accommodating two cocks in her mouth at the same time there was little chance if Flavia asked KittyKat would be able to reply.

Flavia knelt on the bed, her face alongside Kittykat, inches from the two cocks stretching her lips wide and whispered 'you're doing great, my gorgeous girl, just great'. It broke the golden rule she'd set herself not to speak, but somehow what she was observing went way beyond what she'd imagined would happen tonight and what she'd prepared the girl for. So she added 'if you need to stop, give me a sign'.

If KittyKat had made a sign Flavia wasn't sure she'd have noticed, because at that very moment one of the cocks in the girl's mouth withdrew, a pair of hands pinched her cheeks and reefed open her own mouth, and the cock plunged inside. The violation was so sudden and unexpected that Flavia felt an involuntary cry of anguish well up inside her. But the cock was warm and lubed and hard and big, and she found a hand on the back of her head pulling her onto the organ until she too was prevented from uttering any sound besides coughing and gagging which seemed imminent. And even the fucking of her mouth paled when she felt a cock shoved roughly into her ass without invitation or warning.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

The change was almost like not being penetrated at all. Almost. Well, not really, but reducing from two cocks in her asshole to one, two cocks in her mouth to one, it was a very big difference.

KittyKat could manage this. Her rear hole was almost numb and she wondered if there was something in the slick grease on the cocks behind her that deadened the pain? Whatever the cause, she was now coping much better and quite enjoying being fucked in the ass, fucked in her mouth, and being on display and exhibited for an appreciative audience. They certainly seemed to be enjoying the spectacle and now her view of the room was less obstructed she noticed a few people stroking the hard cocks of their partners. She wanted to beckon them closer so they could spurt their hot fragrant cum over Mistress and her, but that was impossible with a big cock urgently pistoning in and out of her mouth.

But having Mistress beside her, receiving the same treatment, a tandem synchronised spit roast, was a delightful treat. Almost as good as getting cummed on? KittyKat was learning things about herself. She craved hot spunk fresh from the source, she adored getting fucked in front of people, and she loved being owned by Mistress. The Professor had released the inner girl that Katy Cook would have denied existed. She needed to put that in her next essay, too.

It was funny in a way when Mistress had answered her non-verbal plea for rescue because just when she had been offered a respite KittyKat knew that she wouldn't have taken it. She was here to make Mistress proud and she was determined to see it through.

She had survived what must have been the hardest bit; it surely couldn't get any worse.

 

[ericrodman101]

Flavia was losing control of the situation. Any thoughts of shepherding KittyKat through her first gangbang were rapidly fading. She was sure there were more than the four original guys on the bed now. She sensed it. The room was rocking with naked men. Thank Christ she'd insisted on the girl wearing the chastity belt. At least her newly torn cunt would be unmolested tonight and might have a chance to heal. It would be well used again soon.

None of the original four men had spoken yet. The older woman liked their style, whoever they were. She could hear Peter speaking though. 'Move aside, gents, while I mount the whore', he was saying in his deep pompous voice, and she felt his weight on the bed behind her. She just hoped he'd lubed himself, or someone had lubed him. Peter was big. KittyKat had struggled to take the old man's cock in her mouth when they'd first arrived and she guessed that if Peter was climbing aboard again he'd taken something to enhance his erection and wasn't aiming for a mouth fuck this time round. Flavia loved Peter, but he wasn't one for sexual niceties.

The man who was fucking her mouth, however, was intent on pulling her onto his cock as hard and as deep as physically possible. Flavia enjoyed deep throating. It was a challenge to be overcome. And she knew how much men enjoyed seeing a woman devour their cock. Deep throating earned points in the great competition between the sexes. All the same, if this guy didn't come soon, Flavia might be forced to pinch him in an effort to make him ease off. Ease off! Fuck, she thought. When did I ever try to get a man to ease off?

The guy in her ass came first. The gush of warm semen spurted into her anal cavity, accompanied by his intense spasming and gripping round her hips. And as soon as he was done, the cock was out, only to be replaced by another. Peter's voice again. 'Brace yourself, Flavia dear. Your Peter is going to fuck you senseless', she heard him say and she braced herself. It was best to do what Peter said.

The question which worried her most, even as she concentrated on the new cock in her ass and the about-to-cum cock in her mouth, was KittyKat. The girl was pretty much on her own. The idea Flavia had that by climbing onto the bed next to the girl she might halve the cock load had pretty much gone to shit. Her climbing aboard had only encouraged others to do the same. For an instant, the guy in her mouth withdrew and she turned her head to glance at KittyKat. The moment's glimpse simply confirmed the girl was in much the same predicament as her mentor. Flavia reached out to see if you could find her protege's hand and feeling a fistful of smaller fingers on the mattress, she grabbed tight and held on, just as the cock was reinserted in her mouth and an immense spray of semen caught her by surprise.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

KittyKat felt the reassuring grip of fingers holding her hand and squeezed back. Mistress was there for her. It was difficult to keep track of everything with so many hot bodies pressing against them, crowding the bed-stage, and for a moment the young girl had no idea whose cock was in her mouth and whose in her bum hole. Not that it greatly mattered. What was important was that she was being fucked, spit-roasted, and doing her Mistress proud. And the Prof. Surely he'd be pleased with the progress she was making at enacting his philosophy of freedom so explicitly and demonstrably.

In her peripheral vision, or hearing, or whatever senses were left to her, KittyKat was aware that the big mouth-fucker from before had barged his way in and was anally fucking Mistress; and that many more people had approached the bed since Mistress had joined her. This was no longer a spectator sport. And just as she was thinking this, as if to confirm it, a huge gout of hot semen splashed wetly on the sub's cheek, followed by another, some errant splashes catching Mistress too, almost certainly. As if a trigger had been pulled, another cock erupted, this time over KittyKat's hip and back, then another right onto her hair. The two originally suited cocks were still banging her ass and mouth. Surely they couldn't last much longer, no matter how many pills they'd taken?

The wave broke and ejaculation after ejaculation decorated KittyKat to her delight. She must talk to Mistress about filming a scene where lots of men erupted for her. Or was she just being selfish?

Whatever it was, KittyKat was feeling good, like she could cope with anything, like she'd mastered all that the crowd could do to her. She was sexually invincible!

 

[ericrodman101]

Holding KittyKat's hand wasn't possible for long and Flavia quickly found herself thrown back into the melee of fucking. The girl would just have to fend for herself as her mentor was. The club was a controlled situation after all, the members all paid to be there or were invited by a member. There was security and showers and support if you needed it.

Peter was indeed fucking her senseless as he'd promised. He was big in the cock department and every chemically swollen inch was inside her ass now, pounding away like she was a rubber doll. Flavia had long ago assumed her ass had been stretched and pounded and cum-coated enough times to make her immune from pain and injury, but she wanted to cry out now. And she would have except for the cock in her mouth. And the second cock. Fuck, how she hoped three cocks meant she was taking the load off KittyKat.

A mouth is never really big enough to accommodate two cocks beyond just the dueling heads. Flavia sucked and licked and spat, tasting the precum, sensing the veins, enjoying the fact that both gentlemen were neatly cut and impressively big. When she could look up she realized one of the men was a masked guy, previously suited but now naked except for his eye cover. The second guy surprised her. Gavin. Her student. Her fucking film student. Who couldn't stop himself prematurely ejaculating on KittyKat earlier and now was trying to deep throat the teacher. All the same he was very pretty, Flavia thought, and she'd make him pay later.

Gavin's comeuppance came sooner than expected, however. Abby, still sporting the enormous strap on, grabbed him from behind, yanking him away from the bed, his cock head slipping out of Flavia's mouth.

"Your ass is mine," Abby said, as she and Gavin disappeared from Flavia's limited view.

Peter withdrew from her ass. She sensed him working his way round the mattress before he presented his cock, wrapped in his vigorously pumping hand, in her face.

"On you or the girl, Flavia? You or the girl? Choose. Quick?"

Flavia glanced at KittyKat just as two other cocks discharged across the girl's face. She spat out the masked guy's cock.

"The girl," she said.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Suddenly, there he was. In her face. The big mouth-fucker from before. Or was it big-mouth fucker? His fist priming the large penis ready to discharge. It didn't seem to matter that her mouth was already occupied, or that she was shunting forward and back as the other cock thumped in and out of her asshole. The big man aimed and shot, a splash of hit spunk hitting her forehead just as her forward movement reached its limit, just as she was as near to him as she would get. He waited until she returned and shot again, more this time, covering her nose and cheeks in hot goo, then again on her next visit; over and over as if he had an inexhaustible supply. Except it did run out, petered out, until he was shaking drops onto her messed up hair.

Then he tried to shove his smelly ass-fucking cock between her lips. The aroma was distinctive even above the pervading scent of spunk and pussy juice. She tried not to recoil in horror, but that was actually taken care of by the two masked, ex-suited men still banging away at each end, controlling her bodily movements, firm hands on her naked hips and gripping a fistful of hair. And occupying her mouth leaving no room for the spent cock.

The guy grunted, wiped himself on a stray lock of her hair, and turned back to Mistress.

Meanwhile, KittyKat's two guys seemed to slow, in time with each other, as if they were about to make a change.

Sure enough, The plug came out of her asshole, and then he was standing in front of her. They both were. The cock withdrew from her mouth. She had two hard pulsing cocks in her face where just now there had been one, though this time her mouth was empty. But one of these cocks had been in her poo hole. What was a girl to do? They were obviously ready to cum, expected to cum, intended to cum.

KittyKat glanced over to her very busy Mistress and Mentor for help.

 

[ericrodman101]

Flavia followed Peter‘s cock as it passed in her eyeline across the bed to KittyKat’s mouth. The big man was ready to cum, groaning and squirming as he held his cock tight to impede his discharge. But he’d fucked her ass and was now intent on cumming in her protege’s mouth. Was the girl ready for ass to mouth? Had she already taken a cock from ass to mouth while her teacher was engaged in the orgy? If only she’d been more quick thinking, Flavia thought, instead of directing Peter to the girl. If she hurried....

Flavia rolled over, grabbing the mattress and throwing her body between Peter and KittyKat, her mouth open wide, begging the man to see her signalling for him to use her mouth as his cumbucket. She pawed at his thighs, unable to call with her mouth open, but sure she could get there first.

And there was a guy already trying to fuck KittyKat’s mouth, close to cumming, his cock fat in his hand, the glistening slit glancing against the girl’s lips. Flavia recognised him. He’d been fucking the girl‘s ass and was about to insert his soiled rod into the back of her throat. She reached up, tapped the side of his cock and presented her own mouth instead. Instinctively the guy turned, his cock slipping neatly between her teeth as he discharged, his warm semen flooding across her tongue.

Out of the corner of her eye she caught a glimpse of KittyKat’s surprise and maybe relief at avoiding her first taste of a cock from her ass. Flavia felt some relief even as her mouth fucker took her head in his hands, pulling her face onto his cock hard so that the head filled the top of her throat and his seed sprayed into her gut. But at the same time she remembered Peter and his cock, straight from her ass, and realised she’d only saved the girl from one ass-soiled cock for her to be assailed by another. As she struggled to accommodate the guy in her mouth and his unexpectedly heavy load, she saw the old man grab KittyKat’s head and slam his dirty cock between her lips.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

KittyKat wasn't given any say in the matter. No choice, no opinion, no consultation. No chance to shy away. The big-mouth-fucker just shoved his disgusting filthy cock between her now-empty lips.

She wanted to be sick.

But somehow she forced herself not to vomit. That would disgrace Mistress, which she must never do.

KittyKat was sure that she could taste it, feel it on her teeth and tongue, the 'soil'.She couldn't bring herself to admit what it actually was, to name it. She closed her eyes, her hand reaching for and finding Mistress while her mouth was being used and abused.

She was wrong. It had got worse. But as the disgust lessened, despite the torrent of verbal abuse, so came the realisation that now she had truly plumbed the depths of depravity and from now on it would all be relatively straightforward. Almost uphill, one might say. She had done it all. Hand job, blow job, fuck, anal fuck, group fuck, from asshole to mouth, and that didn't take into account tit-flashing and stripping naked on cam and in front of others. Yes, she was now an accomplished sexual being although still very new to it all.

Even as her head was being used to clean up the filthy cock, Katy made a mental note to include her latest observations in her next essay for the Professor. He'd be so proud of her.

 

[ericrodman101]

Flavia knew Peter wasn’t a fastidious cock cleaner. And nor had she douched tonight. The look of sheer disgust on KittyKat’s face didn’t surprise her either. The girl had just taken her first ass cock, deeply and thorougly. Peter has cleaned himself as much as he’d fucked the girl‘s mouth. Of course, in the older man‘s mind that was just a perk of domination. A dirty soiled cock was a mere occupational hazard for any female who opened her mouth in his aroused presence.

Still, KittyKat had been unprepared. And Flavia had failed her again. Failed as her mentor, failed as her protector, failed as her friend. Maybe the girl would puke.

Flavia felt the girl take her hand, holding painfully tight as Peter pushed his cock back inside KittyKat for one last clean. She watched her protege gasping and gagging, fully expecting her mouth to open involuntarily, and a stream of mucus and spit and cum and filth gush over everything. But the girl held it in, amazing Flavia again with her control and forbearance.

“Good girl,” she whispered, breaking her non-speaking rule even as she had no idea if the girl could hear. “We’ll talk about it later.”

”Your turn, my darling cumslut,” Peter said, waving his deflating cock in her face. Flavia had none of KittyKat’s inexperience to fall back on. She complied, sucking on her friend’s cock, making all the right noises to make him feel wanted and desirable and in charge. But having only taken her eye off KittyKat for a moment, she spat Peter out and turned back to find the masked quartet lifting the girl bodily from the mattress and carrying her towards the toilets.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

KittyKat felt herself bodily lifted, perhaps more like levitated as the strong men raised her up from the stage and bore her away with no apparent effort. True, she was tiny compared to them, and unencumbered with clothing or footwear yet it seemed as if she were being carried away in a dream. It reminded her of costume dramas she'd seen on TV where the heroine or some helpless virginal extra is almost spirited away by invading soldiers.

Hardly a romantic scenario. One that typically lead to the woman being ravaged by multiple lustful men. But that had already happened. With her full and willing consent. Well, apart from the bit with the soiled ass-cock. Maybe they were taking her to a furnished bedroom with a four-poster and silken drapes that became ankle and wrist bindings, to fuck her all over again in front of a new audience of connoisseurs, this time in the style of a bondage sub?

The worst part was being separated from Mistress, being literally torn from her grasp. KittyKat trailed a forlorn hand, her face towards her mentor, all the anguish she could muster displayed in her expression, a tragic figure stripped naked and about to be sacrificed to the monster. Ok, maybe she was exaggerating just a little. Maybe there was an added element of self-pity for the dirty ass-dick she had been fed, but the desire and need to be reunited with Mistress was quite real and heartfelt.

It wasn't a soft cushioned bed with silken drapes. No, their destination turned out to be somewhat seedier.

They were in the toilets.

 

[ericrodman101]

Flavia climbed onto her feet and followed the men carrying KittyKat. The older woman was slick with cum and spit, and her ass was sore, but her discomfort was nothing compared with what she surmised the girl was about to confront. It was essential she be there to ensure the girl's safety and to make sure the men enjoyed the pleasure which the club promised. On her next visit KittyKat would be experienced and would understand exactly what was possible and her role in making it happen. Tonight, however, this was all new and not everything would be immediately fun or within whatever limits still existed in the girl's head.

And maybe, just maybe, KittyKat already had no limits, Flavia thought. Maybe the girl was already just a fuck doll, a tool for male pleasure, a being whose entire consciousness and reason was already subverted to the role she seemed intent on acquiring.

The men carried KittyKat into the toilets. It was a strange room. Unlike the rest of the club it was utterly unadorned, entirely utilitarian, with all the sordid ambience of a railway station men's toilet. The dirty concrete floor and walls were unpainted. At one end were a row of battered cubicles, to the left the rusty basins and to the right the stained urinals. Flavia knew the history of this room. It was designed deliberately to appeal to men, and women too, who liked fucking in public toilets. It was where the club members adjourned when they wanted to fuck rough and raw against cold concrete with nothing to make them physically comfortable. It was a place entirely given over to uninhibited public sex. And at the end of the night the staff simply hosed it out.

The four men, naked and masked, placed KittyKat on the ground against the wall, in a space between two urinals. Flavia watched the girl blink back into the harsh light, the chastity belt still attached between her splayed legs, her hair matted with bodily fluids, her face and tits slick, but still innocently attractive. Flavia felt the power of the girl, this young virginal thing available for soiling, degrading, to be used and abused by men whose names and histories she didn't know, whose presence here was coincidental, fated, just a passing in the night which would leave them sexually sated and her intensely violated.

And all the time no one spoke. Flavia sensed movement behind them. A crowd of patrons were gathering by the door to watch what happened next. KittyKat was alone in the room, like prey blinking back, breathing heavily, her mouth opening and closing as she panted. Flavia thought for a moment about her role if any. She knew what the men were intent on doing. This was a toilet and KittyKat a urinal. The older woman stepped forward and taking the girl by the hand, inserted herself between KittyKat and the wall, kneeling where she could support the girl through whatever happened next.

"Good girl," she whispered, breaking her own rules again. "It's nearly over. Just go with it."

And without ceremony, Flavia placed her hands on the girl's face and pushed her fingers between her lips, pulling her mouth open wide, forming a receptacle. The men were ready.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

KittyKat knew what was about to happen. They were in a toilet, for goodness sake. A crude public toilet like perhaps at a truck stop or something. KittyKat might be a bit naive, a bit simple despite her status as a scholar, and might never have actually set foot in a men's public toilet, but some things didn't require much intellect to grasp.

KittyKat was herself about to be used as a toilet.

With Mistress's blessing. And assistance.

KittyKat still felt a conflict within, between her need to serve and impress Mistress on the one hand, and her sense of what was within the bounds of acceptability on the other. Except that was wrong. The Professor would be horrified if KittyKat the sex object imposed any sort of boundaries. That completely contradicted the philosophy of The Project. It would make Katy Cook the Scholar a failure. The German Porn Slut, Sophia, would laugh at KittyKat the inhibited pretender. Where was KittyKat's bravado now? Where was the super-slut who was going to out-perform the established porn star? KittyKat felt ashamed at her reticence.

Leaning back comfortably against the softness of her Mentor and crush, KittyKat allowed Mistress's delicate but strong fingers to invade her polluted mouth and open it wide while four big strong virile men with large meaty penises took themselves in hand and lined up facing her, presumably ready to release.

The young woman glanced towards the door where still more spectators were pushing their way into the room as if watching men piss on a naked teen girl was a rare delicacy to be savoured. She adjusted her position subtly to ensure her tits were fully visible and legs lewdly splayed, shaking her head in the tiniest gesture to pause the four men until the steady surge of onlookers settled. She then looked up at them, nodded, moved her focus to the four hose-like male organs, tilted her head back, and watched it begin.

First, one penis suddenly opened and spurted a stream of yellow piss that hit her leg and quickly moved up her body towards her face, followed by the other three in random order until four jets of hot fluid were blasting her chest and rising in unison to fire directly into her open mouth.

It was strangely erotic. KittyKat had to close her eyes and hold her breath as the urine immediately filled her mouth and overflowed to run down her chin and chest, her tongue playing with the liquid. She could hear the men grunting, and voices from the doorway, words like, "slut, whore, great, incredible, perfect, filth," and many others. Meanwhile, the good girl and encouragement of Mistress rang through her mind, letting her know it was all ok, that Mistress wasn't disappointed in her.

KittyKat started to gargle the hot piss, and her hands reached up to pinch her own nipples. Was she allowed to give herself an orgasm from nipple play, she wondered?

 

[ericrodman101]

Flavia held on tight as the four masked men pissed into KittyKat's mouth. It was crazy brave, crazy sexy, crazy depraved, piss splashing everywhere, onto Flavia, onto the wall, onto the floor. They used her beautiful young protege as a urinal. And she was holding the kid's mouth wide open to enable the foul act. There was no other way to describe it.

The older woman remembered some of the scenes she'd performed herself as a young girl getting started in the business. There was no point being squeamish, no point drawing lines. Once you were available to men with no escape route, they fucked you, they jizzed on you, they pissed on you. And she couldn't help a little smile through the rain of piss. Flavia Martinelli remembered those days with amusement and pleasure. If she'd had a free hand at that moment she might have even pleasured herself.

She realised that the girl was pleasuring herself. Pinching her nipples. It would just inflame the men violating her. And the crowd watching. Flavia looked across to the door where a group of patrons had gathered to watch. Fat naked Peter trying to rub one out. Abbi and Godwin. And right at the front her student Gavin. Handsome Gavin. She wondered incongruously how much he'd enjoyed Abbi's strap-on being rammed up his ass this evening.

KittyKat was shaking against her mentor's body now. Was she going to orgasm, Flavia wondered? Here on her ass on the floor of a toilet drenched in piss? She regretted not being able to watch from in front and see her pissed-on cumming face in full glory. If that was what was about to happen.

"You can do it, beautiful girl," she whispered, tasting the piss in her own mouth. "Give them a fucking show."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Those few words from Mistress were enough.

KittyKat felt released into a fully realised freedom and as the streams of piss dwindled from empty bladders, she swallowed the last traces and opened her mouth wide in a wild, almost animal exclamation of climax; legs shaking, knees jumping, fingers holding tight to her nipples like a life-line, head back against the softness of Mistress, tummy churning and cramping itself in flip-flops, pussy hot and wet, clit on fire.

The agony and ecstasy of her orgasm overwhelmed her, consumed her, tears streaming down her face, inarticulate screams and gasps and groans echoing off the bare walls. She had no concept of time passing, just a continuing present without past or future.

Eventually, reality began to creep back into her consciousness as the sexual high faded; just as a glorious sunset declines as the golden orb is finally overcome by the reality of nature. She was spent. She passed into a sort of night despite the bright light and crowd and discomfort and awareness of her surroundings.

KittyKat scrunched herself up and snuggled back into Mistress, almost fetal, seeking comfort and physical contact.

"Did I do ok, Mistress? Am I a good girl? Am I your good girl?" Her words were whispered, meant only for Mistress. She needed to know.

 

[ericrodman101]

Flavia cuddled the girl tightly.

“You did OK, my beautiful, wonderful girl,” she said almost tearfully. “You were fucking fabulous.”

She pulled the girl close, drew her head round gently by the chin and kissed her, tasting the sour urine on her face and in her mouth as she swept her tongue round the inside of KittyKat’s cheeks. Taking a breath, Flavia lifted her head and smiled. The pissing had rinsed the cum from her protege’s face, and was already drying to a salty crust. The older woman licked the girl’s lips and nose, up her face to her eyes, sniffing her soiled hair, savouring the taste of sex and lust and violation.

Abbi and Goodwin stepped forward as the four men left the room without a word.

”My that was fucking wonderful,” Godwin said, cock in hand, jiggling it about, pointing at the girl’s face. “May I?”

”Don’t be a fool, you stupid old cunt,” Abbi said, slapping his cock away. “As if she needs you pissing in her mouth as well. Go piss on someone else.“

The exaggerated black strap-on dildo waved comically from her groin as she spoke.

“It was fucking wonderful,” Abbi said, placing a hand on Flavia’s shoulder. “You both were. Fucking wonderful.“

Gavin stepped up as well, looking warily at Abbi, then smiling at Flavia and KittyKat. The student was naked except for a leather harness about his shoulders. He went to speak, but Abbi cut him off.

”Godwin wants to piss on someone. Go open your cute mouth for him, Gavin, like a good little sub. And when the silly old fuck is empty come back and I’ll finish you off with Doctor Pain here.” She slapped the dildo ostentatiously. Gavin looked grim, but turned and knelt before Godwin. The older man began pissing immediately, splashing Gavin from head to foot.

“So can I give you a hand?” Abbi asked turning back to the two females still seated against the wall. “You‘ll be wanting to freshen up.”

Flavia smiled and climbed to her feet, then helped KittyKat up unsteadily, before the two women stumbled towards the shower room.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

KittyKat snuggled into Mistress along the whole way. Although she was still only half aware of her surroundings, still consumed by the most incredible orgasm she'd yet experienced in her short sexual life, she had heard the exchanges that preceded their little promenade. Three women together. Three beauties together, KittyKat decided.

She was basking in the afterglow of an incredible sexual high coupled with the more important approval of Mistress. Fucking fabulous! That's what Mistress said. It made KittyKat glow. The added fucking marvelous from members of their audience was a bonus that confirmed that Mistress wasn't simply being kind. KittyKat had done it. She'd served Mistress and done her proud. That made KittyKat happy.

They arrived at the shower room which, as half expected, was completely open to view for those that wished it. It didn't faze the two more experienced women and it didn't faze KittyKat. In fact, she welcomed it. She had discovered a need to be watched and admired and her appetite for that wasn't yet sated despite the exhaustion of her physical body.

Yes, she was tired, but she was also ready to continue to perform. She would simply follow the lead of her mentor.

 

[ericrodman101]

Flavia and Abbi led KittyKat into the shower room. They had to hold her up. The girl was spent. Abbi turned on the water and then the two older women guided the girl under the stream.

"Enjoy it. Go with it. relax," Flavia said, Abbi still wearing the strap on dildo which slapped their legs.

Steam billowed into the room. It was a wet space. No glass screens. Just tiles, spouts, drains, padded seating along the wall. And an open door to the club. There was no privacy in the shower room. The crowd who'd watched KittyKat being pissed on in the toilet followed them inside to watch. Flavia knew they wanted a show even if KittyKat was exhausted. The older woman soaped up her protege, massaging oils into her body, running her hands over her skin and her breasts, between her legs, holding her up with Abbi's support, trying to both sooth the girl and give the watchers everything they wanted.

KittyKat groaned and bent in her hands. She wasn't heavy. The girl's eyes were half shut. Flavia kissed her, then stood by while Abbi did the same, the hot water coursing down their bodies and swirling across the floor.

When Flavia looked up, Godwin and Gavin were under the next spout. Gavin knelt on the floor under the stream while the older man pissed on him. Gavin was beautiful, she thought. Like an evil angel. Muscled and lean and pretty like a painting. His beauty was all the more powerful for it's being defiled. Godwin held his cock like a firehose, pointing, swinging it about, sluicing the boy's face methodically. Gavin twisted his head, giving the older man full access, tilting back and opening his mouth, taking the full force of the discharge. The clear water and the yellow piss merged as they flowed down to the floor.

Flavia looked across to the crowd, mostly naked older men who had gathered. Everyone of them seemed to be erect, powerfully hard, their cocks, red, purple, white, black, hard veined, hairy and smooth, like a catalogue of mature organs to be perused prior to selection. She knew what was in store. The four masked men had pissed on KittyKat and left. But these men, the club regulars, older and chemically enhanced, trained over the years to control their erections and their orgasms, seemed to be of one mind. They'd saved up their ejaculations for the end of the night. Except for Peter and Godwin, of course, who were already spent.

"KittyKat," Flavia whispered, turning off the water. "I think you have one more duty to perform for us tonight."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

KittyKat followed Mistress's gaze and saw the nature of the task ahead. The duty.

She smiled. Although tired, she couldn't let Mistress down now, not after having done so well. And she trusted Mistress.

The trust was well-founded. Once the two more experienced women had toweled themselves and her, the three beauties made their way to yet another area of the club, one that KittyKat had not yet seen. It was comfortable in an upholstered but easy-clean way and after a few mildly comical slaps of the enormous strap-on that waved obscenely in front of Mistress's friend as they walked, KittyKat was reclined face up on a sofa chair with her feet elevated and her head hanging back down, the position opening her throat and making her mouth available for the multitude of erect penises bobbing above heavy, cum-filled balls. KittyKat relaxed.

It was like she was being awarded first prize in a slut-fest. Had Sophia ever been presented like this? Here was little Katy Cook vying for slut-of-the-year in her very first public outing. She rode the swell of pride and let it empower her as the first cock pushed desperately into her mouth. The old man it belonged to must have been holding himself on the edge for a while because after only a few hard deep thrusts that hit the back of her throat with his swollen fat cock helmet, he grunted loud, tensed, and emptied his pent up spunk into the girl's mouth and throat. He shot, and again, and again; over and over until the sperm was leaking out between KittyKat's lips and running into her nostrils and eyes and hair. It was exquisite.

He pulled out, wiped himself on her damp hair, and was immediately replaced as another hard penis started to fuck her mouth.

In between the two oral assaults KittyKat had tried to estimate just how many cock she was about to take. It was too many to count. She must surely be setting some kind of record? Smiling to herself she did her best to be a good little cock sucker and honour her Mistress.

 

[ericrodman101]

Flavia stood by and watched as man after man fucked KittyKat's mouth. There wasn't anything the older woman could do to assist her protege. The girl simply lay on her back and leaned her head over the edge of the sofa with her feet high. Flavia had worked in this position before, both being filmed in blowbangs and coaching others, guys and girls. It was testing, but not exhausting. The worst part was how after the semen and the spit began building up in your throat, it overflowed down your upturned face and into your eyes. It stung and made you want to rub or sneeze. But it wasn't physically hard. You just lay prone and kept your mouth open.

KittyKat was doing a fine job. But then, Flavia mused, didn't she always? It was almost beyond belief that only this morning the girl had lost her virginity and was now on her back in a sex club servicing a line of men she'd never met. And may not meet again, unless against their better judgements, Flavia or KittyKat or both of them decided to return another night. No, Flavia thought. One night only was enough for KittyKat at the Uranus Club. She was just too good. This girl was going all the way to stardom. The Uranus Club would be a footnote in Chapter One of her biography.

"My, oh my, Flavia dear..." Abbi stood beside her, strap-on dildo still flapping wildly in front. Did her friend wear the thing permanently?

"You're very comfortable in that thing, Abbi."

"Your very comfortable standing by and letting your slave do all the work."

Abbi laughed. "Remember when you and I were the ones on our backs with our mouths open? How long ago was that?"

"Last week maybe? Yesterday? Minutes ago?"

The two women smiled and looked back to the sofa. Man after man, mostly older, fifties, sixties, some in their seventies, stood naked and proudly erect, lining up to drain their seed into the back of KittyKat's upturned and gaping mouth. The girl made no complaint, even as Flavia anticipated, their semen and her spit coursed down her face and into her eyes and hair. Some of the men were relatively passive, simply slipping their engorged cocks between her lips and pulsing until they were empty. Others, however, fucked Kittykat's mouth, deep and long, pumping her face, slamming their balls into her nose and their cock heads deep into her throat, holding themselves tight inside, often by holding her head onto them with both hands, while they came, grunting and bucking against her face as they coated her guts with their slime.

The line still stretched to the door. Flavia only recognised some of them. Doctors. Bankers. Academics like her. At least two city councillors. An ex football player. And then, not really to her surprise, a priest she knew well from the club whose penchant for being pissed on had given rise to a special watersports night. He smiled back at Flavia in recognition as he punched his unholy organ deep into the girl.

"You're wanting to step in, aren't you dear?" Abbi said. "Well don't. Let the pretty young thing take anything and everything and go down in history."

Flavia held back. For the moment.