This is another adventure of Rachel, the slutty star of two of my previous stories "A Rich Slut In Hooker Alley" and "Rachel Becomes A Cum Dump".

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Briefly, Rachel is a rich, spoilt slut who is addicted to sex, as filthy and dirty and nasty as she can get. To that end she acted as a prostitute and starred in a hardcore sex film. The last we saw of her was being left stark naked in the heart of the night in a ghetto and a gang of youths advancing on her. Now over a month later no one has seen or heard of her since.....

Carl Derham sat in the drivers seat of his bashed up Chevy and watched his partner in their private detective agency, Lenny shuffle uncomfortably in the queue. It was a cold January evening and in a lot of ways Carl was glad to be the one in the car, with the nice warm heater and the radio to listen to while he waited. Still if what he heard was going on inside that club was correct there was a large part of him (mostly located below his belt!) that would have been quite happy to wait in the cold to see.

They had been approached just over a month ago by Mr and Mrs Stevens to locate and hopefully return their wayward daughter Rachel to them and the family home. They were the perfect clients, rich and discreet, they paid upfront and didn't worry about the expense claims, the job was just to find their darling daughter. It had been an interesting, not to say eye raising journey of discovery and now he anticipated that tonight would see them hit pay dirt. From her notes and diary they had found out all about her little adventure as a prostitute down in the seedy industrial area of town and about her ventures into the hardcore porn movie world. The information ran dry at that point and it took them a few days to trail her to Cheryl's video outfit. That led in turn to the alleyway Cheryl had last seen Rachel in (the exact nature of her arrival there shrouded in secrecy, Mr Stevens not having furnished the detective with the crude video he had received and been disgusted by featuring his daughter in the post). But they had located a copy of a video and seen the eye opener for themselves. Rachel had phoned home once, telling her mother not to search for her and that she was happy where she was and doing what she was. But what was that?

Lenny shuffled his cold feet in the queue and wished it would hurry up so they could get inside the club and find some warmth and a good whiskey. There were two very good reasons why it was Lenny that was going in the club to see if this ramshackle, rundown exterior held the end to their search and the pretty young woman they were searching for. For one thing, Carl's face wouldn't fit in around here, he was Caucasian and they tended to stick out like a sore thumb in this neighbourhood. Lenny was black and he and Carl were friends for over ten years since they started their agency, they were the perfect mix of age (Carl was older, Lenny younger) and race to allow them to get into almost anywhere in the city. So this one was for Lenny, even waiting in the car like this was risk for Carl of being spotted as being out of place, but he wasn't too concerned not with the high powered pistol hidden in his driver side door. It was a dangerous part of town to be out at midnight in. The other reason that it was Lenny that is entering the club is his escort for the night, Jamelia. She is the girl that had finally swore that she recognised Rachel for the pictures Carl and Lenny had been showing around the district. She was a bright girl trying to better herself at college but that still meant she had to toil long and hard in three various part time jobs, one of those had been at a club, but it had been so sleazy and seedy that she hadn't lasted long but she still recognised the pretty white girl in the picture and was more than happy to help the good looking detective locate her, especially as he bought her a few drinks and a meal in a restaurant earlier that night.

In the queue, Lenny was impatient. Jam (as she insisted on being called) had warned him that there was usually a long wait for entry and that only so many people (mostly men, not many women went to this club) got in, but as he stamped his feet to keep warm and wrapped his arms around her back he sure wished he was back in the car with Carl and that damned car heater! Then, suddenly a commotion at the front of the queue kicked off and all at once they shot forward and the throng of people surged into the club. As they entered, Lenny was assailed by a wall of noise and lights and warmth with a potent aroma of sweat, perfume and more. Carl watched his partner disappear inside and wished him a silent 'good luck'.

Inside, the place was already packed, Lenny fought his way through a throng to get to a bar and bought drinks for himself and Jam, as he handed her the glass she smiled and signalled for him to follow her to an alcove where they could at least hear what the other was saying over the pounding music in the club.

"Listen Lenny, you go down that way and into the 'show' room, you'll find her in there. I don't like it down there so I'm gonna stay up here and speak to some of the girls at the bar, there's a few on that I used to get on with."

"Wait, how'll I know it's her?"

It was a dumb question. He realised it as soon as he asked it. Jam gave him a look and pointed around the packed club.

"She's a small, attractive, white girl. You don't tend to get many of them in this club, plus if she's doing what she was when I worked here it'll be pretty obvious, there's a stage down there just keep your eyes on it."

At that she took the drink and turned back to the packed area in front of the bar and he took his and moved towards where she had been pointing. It was heaving with even more humanity, if that was possible. The big difference was that everybody down here was male, Lenny carefully scanned what must have been around two hundred men and could not make out any women (nor any Caucasians) they nearly all were straining their heads and necks to see a raised platform area much like a models catwalk that came three quarters of the way across the club floor. Fortunately at six foot five, Lenny had a perfect view and just as he settled his alert eyes on the catwalk and took a swig of his bottle of beer the lights and music totally went down and two spotlights concentrated on the curtained entrance at the start of it. It seemed like the whole audience held its breath and while you could still hear the repetitive, pulsing beat of music from the next room everyone was captivated.

There was a swift announcement from an unseen voice.

"And now what you've all been waiting for it's show time! I remind you that any recording equipment is strictly forbidden and to maximise everyone's enjoyment you should keep quiet throughout the show, if you choose to ignore these instructions then you will be ejected from the premises."

Lenny spied a few bouncers around the edges of the crowd and thought they looked pretty tough, the crowd fell silent and nearly everyone there knew what was going to happen and could hardly wait. Lenny took it all in and found he was expectant and then a figure stepped through the curtains.

He immediately recognised her as Rachel Stevens, the young woman that he and his partner had been searching for the past few weeks. Inwardly he gave a sigh of relief, this would be a happy ending, a case where they could tell her worried parents that she was alive and well and where to find her, and those were always preferable to the alternatives. He had given too many bad news stories or no news stories to not be pleased that this would not be one of them. Rachel looked exactly as she had in the countless photographs and the porn movie, that is to say totally fucking stunning. Her light brown hair dropped to her shoulders and framed her angelic face. Really, Lenny had never before seen such a beautiful face, her green eyes, her button nose and her pouted lips were just too perfect to believe. Her amazing figure was hidden behind a dress that at first confused Lenny. It resembled a wedding dress, it was bright white, lacy and the kind of thing you would imagine on a delicate lady from over a century ago. She had on a similarly white, lacy bonnet and held a white parasol. It was a baffling outfit that showed minimal skin and in no way accentuated her natural beauty.

She slowly made her way down the catwalk, ignorant of the audience that stood silently below her watching her every step. As she grew closer to Lenny he could see that her eyes were bright and shining with a fervent excitement. She reached the far end of the catwalk and turned to go back when the curtain burst to life again and five figures burst forth at tremendous speed. Lenny was taken aback but about the only other person who seemed surprised by their entrance was Rachel herself (and he guessed, correctly, that she was just acting the part).

They were all big, strong, black, young men. All were dressed similar in unbuttoned, loose shirts and cut off jeans. They hurried down the length of the catwalk and surrounded the shrieking Rachel. In the ominous silence of a room packed with randy, inebriated men Rachel's high voice pierced like a knife into Lenny's head but it quickly stopped as her mouth was covered by a huge hand. Then in a matter of seconds that pretty elegant white frock was totally ripped apart and torn from her nubile body, leaving her standing up there in just white bra and panties and stockings. Lenny was embarrassed to feel a stirring in his groin, how could he be getting turned on by this sick spectacle?

She stood out so much against the dark background and the dark men surrounding her in her pristine white underwear and her creamy, silky skin. That underwear did not last long as the men were like hungry wolves around a sheep as they pawed her, groped her. Called her every name under the sun and pulled her literally out of her remaining clothes until she was left stark naked on her knees at the centre of her five attackers. As they jostled and pushed up against her they easily lost their own meagre clothing and in an instant everyone on the catwalk was as naked as the day they were born.

They were each sporting matching, stiffening ebony dicks and were not slow in rubbing their appendages all over Rachel's face as she squirmed in apparent disgust. As they continued to do this a big screen was unveiled on the far wall and it showed a close up of the girl's face being smothered in the cocks.

"Open up bitch!" barked one of the men, taking control, "I'm gonna show you what a real man is all about!"

Rachel's mouth fell obediently open and within seconds it was completely engulfing a huge black dick. It was an amazing sight, really. Rachel's mouth had at least seven inches of man meat deep inside it that she had absolutely no control over. The guy was roughly face fucking her at his own pace and strength. He had both his big hands on the back of her head and was pumping her face at an unimaginable pace. The other four goaded her as she was face fucked and slapped their sausage-like dicks on her forehead and cheeks. That continued for a few minutes, all captured in glorious close up on the big screen . Then one of the other guys virtually wrenched Rachel's mouth off his buddy's cock and impaled her on his own as streams of slobber and saliva fell down her chin and onto her pert breasts.

This guy was much more deliberate and slow in his thrusts but made sure that the full length of his dick disappeared inside her mouth and then held it there until Rachel gagged and coughed and he finally slid it out, after a few strokes like that she puked up on the guys cock and he just smiled and rammed his dick back down her throat. Lenny strained to see the action to try and determine what Rachel's reaction to this 'attack' was, he was sure this was all the 'show' but it sure as hell looked like the pretty white girl was being gang raped up on the stage. It had to be an act, looking around at all the other men avidly watching the stage and the big screens they sure all had different reactions, some openly stroking their trousers, other speaking under their breath, encouraging the men on stage to do more things to her.

They needed no encouragement, they obviously knew exactly what to do with a slut like Rachel. So, in very quick succession, the other three men got to insert their cocks hard and deep into Rachel's fully stretched little mouth. What a sight it was for Lenny, as Rachel knelt in the centre of this circle of big, black men and they shuffled around to take their place to fuck her mouth and while they waited their next turn they occupied themselves with slapping their sloppy dicks on her face, groping her tits and ass and even wrapping her luxuriously silky hair around their dicks and jerking off with it. By this point Rachel was finding it increasingly difficult to keep up her act of innocent 'victim' in all of this, her mouth worked just too eagerly on the lengths of man flesh before her and her eyes (when they were visible on the big screen) gave away her avaricious desire to being treated like this.

With no warning Rachel was hauled to her feet by her hair while one of the guys settled himself on his back and made sure his dick was nice and stiff. Which was exactly the state of Lenny's cock in his trousers as he watched Rachel forced to lower herself onto the appendage and it easily sliding up into her arsehole. Once she was sat atop his dick another of the guys pulled her legs wide apart and got in so that his cock was sliding in and out of her hairless pussy. So she was up there being fiercely double penetrated but this exhibition was by no means complete. Firstly, another guy got up so that his dick bobbed by Rachel's mouth and slapped her face a few times before plunging his cock once more into Rachel's mouth. The other two men stood at each side of her and guided her free arms up to their dicks so that she could masturbate them as she was plugged in her three fuck holes.

"Holy shit!" whispered Lenny as he watched the small white girl totally swamped by the heaving, sweaty, sea of black, muscular skin.

They fucked her like that for near on twenty minutes with each man getting a shot at her holes but amazingly none of the men seemed to have cum inside or on her. That would change real quick.

It was almost graceful the way all six figures smoothly disentangled themselves and repositioned themselves, again with Rachel kneeling submissively as the males surrounded her, this time manipulating their own dicks, readying them for an explosion. It wasn't quite in perfect synchronisation but it was damn close as they all seemed to spasm and explode in a dramatic minute. The target was Rachel's face and they did not miss it, the camera captured in close up how it was swiftly obliterated with white and sticky cum. Her eyes, her nose, her mouth were splattered and she just knelt there and took it, allowing each of the men to wipe their spent dicks in her hair when finished.

They stood back when they were done spraying Rachel with their seed and one of them looked towards the curtain and let out a ear piercing whistle. All eyes turned towards the curtain and through it came an ebony goddess, clad in only a silver chain mail bikini and briefs, on huge heels and leading a rotweiler dog on a leash before her. The dog was noticeable for the lamp shade like scratching collar it had around it's neck to prevent it scratching its ear.

The woman and dog made their way up to the group of men and she pushed them easily aside and sneered down at the pathetic looking, cum bedraggled young woman - the room seemed to hold it's collective breath for what could happen next.

What did happen was that the woman held Rachel's cum covered chin in her hand and spat on it dismissively. She then took the collar and leash off the beast and wrapped it around Rachel's neck, giving it a sharp tug once on to show Rachel was well attached. Then the woman took off the flea collar and attached it around Rachel's neck as well, much to the puzzlement of Lenny. Just what the fuck was going on?

With an unheard command from the Dominatrix type woman Rachel dropped obediently onto her hands and knees and allowed herself to be paraded up and down the catwalk again as the five men disappeared with the dog. Rachel looked quite the sight what with being covered in semen and wearing the big fan like device, like a lions mane around her neck. The tall woman stood at the end of the catwalk, surveying the mass of men below her in the darkness like an African Queen addressing her loyal tribesmen, her puppy dog at her feet. She spoke in a dominant, loud voice that echoed throughout the room.

"I will now take this bitch to the portal next door, you will for an orderly line at the door. Do not hurry, you will all get your chance!"

Perhaps the most amazing thing to Lenny that bizarre night was that all the throng in the room did just as they were told (had he seen the brutal treatment given to anyone who was rowdy by the bouncers on previous nights, he may have understood), they filed towards a door at the far side of the room and began queuing up all the while still watching the woman lead Rachel out along the catwalk and through the curtains to the back.

Lenny wanted to ask what was happening but couldn't find his voice and worried about looking like a newcomer by asking so he just joined the queue and finished off what was left of his flat beer as he waited. He was near the end of the queue so when he finally did get through the door what he found took him aback.

In the centre of the room, seemingly sitting in a hole in the ground was Rachel Steven's head. The plastic collar around her neck was at knee height and pointing up wards so the rest of her body must be below the floor. That was the first shock, the next was that around her head and the collar stood three men furiously jerking off over her head, they had been in the audience and it was apparent that they were not the first to have done this with Rachel The collar was floating in cum, almost up to Rachel's lower lip, her face was completely coated in semen. Her hair was just a gelatinous mess and her eyes were almost glued shut. Cum dripped from and into her ears and she was just soaking in the stuff. Though he didn't know it the images were being replayed back out to the first room where the audience members having splashed their cum were buying a drink and enjoying the end of the show.

As he watched the three men over Rachel cum and spray her in more cum he jumped as a hand grabbed at him from his left. He turned to face the big dominatrix.

"That's thirty dollars mister, come on better get your pecker ready there's still more after you."

Automatically he obeyed her and fished out his wallet and handed over the cash and seconds later Lenny found himself jerking off just inches from the cum covered face of the beautiful young woman he had been hired to find. Well he had found her now and he was just seconds away from splashing her in his sperm!

There wasn't time for Lenny to really think about what he was doing. His dick was hard and it had been all throughout the performance. He gripped it and found it was slippery and slimy with his pre-cum. A guy came up beside him on his right and was obviously a regular at this as he was almost ready to cum immediately and as Lenny jerked off the guy sprayed a watery shower of cum flying over Rachel's face and it dripped from her and into the thick pool of collective cum that surrounded her lower face. It was too much for Lenny, seeing her like that close up and he felt himself tense up. He knew that there was no way that Rachel could see him, what with her face being thickly coated in the sperm of at least 150 men, but still he had the uncanny feeling that she knew who he was and why he was there and just as he reached the final strokes of his proud dick and prepared to fire his load, she opened her mouth and licked her cum coated lips as if in anticipation.
Lenny came with an unnatural force for himself and found it quite amazing to look down as he hosed Rachel with his cum. It splashed against all over her features and he watched it slowly roll it's way down and into the pool that was now just at her lower lip. He hurried from the room at that point as another guy took his place and Lenny zipped up and wandered back into the show room to watch the end on the big screen. It was not long before every man from the audience had had their shot and blown their load either over the girl or in the bowl. The big, black woman stood behind Rachel's head and slowly tipped the back of the plastic collar forward so that the cum at the back ran forward and with it there she slid in another plastic blocker that, when the collar was straightened back to being flat, saw the level of the cum be up above Rachel's nostrils. The crowd watching around Lenny gave off a huge cheer at that. They then watched on in amazement as Rachel rapidly lowered that level and allowed herself to not drown in the pooled cum by taking big mouthfuls of the stuff and swallowing it down until she had almost drained the collar and all that was left on screen was her face, which was now more like a waxwork that had melted what with all the blurred, messy cum covering her face.

The show was over. For now anyway but a voice boomed over the speakers.

"Rachel will be back this time next week but remember if you want to book a personal audience with her you can, speak to Manny at the entrance."

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Lenny literally staggered away from the scene, at once elated and disgusted at what he had seen and done. My god, what a breach of trust! How could he have joined in? No one must know of this, not, Carl, not Jamelia, not Rachel, not her parents. What would they all think of him? The show was over, that was for sure and Lenny joined the throng heading back towards the vibrant dance and bar areas, he sought out Jamelia and was amazed looking at his watch how long he had stayed watching and participating in the 'show'. He couldn't find her at all and eventually admitting defeat he exited the club and moved towards Carl's car, carefully making sure no one was watching them. Carl was resting his head against the glass, like he was asleep but as Lenny came close he instantly came awake, ready for action and visibly relaxed when he saw his partner approaching.

"Want a lift home?" he asked easily.

"Sure" came Lenny's troubled answer and Carl knew immediately something had gone on in the club but he knew better than to push.

Lenny waited until they were out of sight of the club and told his older partner that indeed, he had located Rachel and told him (to increasing disbelief) of the show she had put on. He deliberately did not tell him of his own contribution to the slimy mess she ended up in at the end and hoped Carl could not read it in his eyes or voice.

"So is she being forced to do any of this? Drugged maybe?"

"I don't think so, yeah, she seemed to be in a trance like state but it looked like a natural high, there were no obvious signs of drugs."

On hearing of the opportunity to buy an audience with her during the day Carl was sure of what to do.

"You have to do that man, it's perfect, you can pump her for information and find out if she's being held against her will and we can arrange to bust her out ."

Lenny knew he was right but wondered exactly what such a one-to-one meeting with the insatiable sexy cum slut he had seen last night would lead to.

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Lenny returned to the rundown club the next night and managed to evade the pleasures of the showroom (though he did hear that a fine blonde called Hilary was performing that night), his guilt from his actions the previous night still palpable. Getting in early he quickly secured a seat at one of the bars and enquired after Manny. The scantily dressed barmaid gave him a part pitying part disgusted look and went and got a tall, thin man who quickly told Lenny that he could certainly book an hour with Rachel for the next day; it would cost $300 and would be strictly one hour. The time was set for four the next afternoon and Lenny left to inform Carl and try to work out exactly what Lenny would need to say to the young woman.

When Lenny came to the club the next day, through the day it was like a different place. In the daylight it was even more rundown and depressing and it hardly seemed credible that the ramshackle looking building he was entering was a buzzing, vibrant hive of activity once midnight hit. Manny greeted him cordially at the door and eagerly took the payment from him (another expense to be charged to Mr. & Mrs Steven's expense account no doubt) and proceeded to lead Lenny through a series of interlinking corridors in the back of the club that were more like a rabbit's warren. The club was quiet and almost deserted but Lenny could just imagine this place at night, like some kind of bizarre, ghetto version of Alice In Wonderland. Lenny took out a set of keys and unlocked an unassuming door (so she was kept here under lock and key, his detectives instinct piqued) and showed Lenny inside before withdrawing with this invitation.

"She's all your pal, do what you want, just make sure not to mark her."

The door shut behind him and Lenny distinguished the distinct click of it being locked. For one horrible moment he thought he had walked into a trap, the small hallway he stood in was dim of light and all that came from the room were muffled noises and muted, moving lights. Lenny swallowed hard and moved deeper into the room, his detective instincts taking over. He rounded the corner and was taken aback at what greeted him. Rachel lay face down on a mat, stark naked. She had a device tied to each of her ankles (which were curled up on her thighs behind her) that looped around the front of her throat. On a large screen projection TV in front of her was running a video of one of her sessions with the five mock rapists on a the catwalk. Her hand reached under her body and she was obviously pleasuring herself while using her legs and the rope around them to choke herself.

It was like nothing Lenny had ever seen in his life. The girls eyes were blurry and she was gasping with the exertion of masturbating and every so often flexing her legs to push the rope into her own throat. She seemed not to notice him at first, so intent was she on staring at herself being fucked mercilessly on the screen and getting off on it. Slowly, with a far away look inhabiting her eyes she turned her head and looked up at Lenny.

"So...what...do you want... to do... with me?" she gasped out as she fingered herself faster and faster under herself.

"Hey stop that Rachel. Please, I mean it take that thing off before you hurt yourself with it."

Rachel smiled up at him and, showing remarkable flexibility, pulled her legs up behind her as she lay on the mat and hoisted the rope up and over her face so it was no longer able to choke her at her will. She rolled over and undid the straps that attached it to her ankles, set it aside and pushed herself to her feet before Lenny, eyeing him up seductively. Seeing her up so close for the first time, Lenny could not fail to be struck by just how damn sexy she was. Her face was so innocent and appealing, her breasts pert yet still a handful and that shaven, dripping pussy looked so inviting. He felt himself stiffen by reaction. No, he was embarrassed, he would not let himself down this time. Not this time...

"So you like what you see? What do you want to do to me? I'll do anything you want, just tell me your deepest fantasy and I'll let you live it out. Come on? What's wrong? Cat got your tongue? Come on which hole do you want to fill first? Or are you a voyeur? What do you want me to do for you?"

"No. Wait a minute, you've got the wrong idea. I'm a private detective. I've....."

He broke off as she reached her hand forward and blatantly groped his stiff penis through the thin fabric of his trousers.

"I don't care what you do baby, just as long as you do me. Come on you've paid for it."

He couldn't bring himself to point out that, actually it was her wealthy parents that had paid for it. Still, her words and actions were putting him off and he made a conscious effort to control himself and say what he had come to say to her.

"Listen. Your mother and father hired me and my partner to find you, they're worried about you. They want to know your OK that you can come home."

Rachel just looked at him with a strange, faraway look in her eyes. She had obviously heard what Lenny had said but it was like that was a mere trifle to her and she had far more important things on her mind. She smiled at Lenny and looked up at him, he as a big, strong, tall man.

Her enticing, bright green eyes held and captivated his.

"Tell them I'm fine, tell them I'm doing just great. I'm doing what I always dreamed of doing, sucking and fucking hundreds of men! I'm a nympho, it's all I ever wanted!"

"But don't you want to go home, they want you back."

Lenny struggled to say this as Rachel's hands were busy roaming his chest and torso and snaking their way up to his mouth to quieten him. Still looking right into his eyes she winked cheekily and dropped to her knees, pulling open his trousers as she went down. Lenny was surprised by the move but could not find it within himself to resist this nymphomaniac in heat and with the moving images of her being gang fucked by the group of black men as background on the large screen, she began to weave her magic on his cock.

Her soft, supple hands slipped into the waistband of his boxer shorts and eased them down so that his hard dick bobbed up right at her face. Her right hand encircled the root of his beautiful, long ebony cock and her tongue flicked out like a lizard, just lapping at the tip of his dick. Then her tongue retracted into her mouth and her whole head bobbed forward and accepted all of Lenny's dick deep within her mouth. Lenny sighed with pleasure, he had come here determined to do his job, to be as professional as he usually was, but there was something about this girl, he had seen it when she had been up on the stage of the club as a willing fuck-puppet and now in these close quarters he felt it even stronger, she was just so fucking insatiable!

Rachel's extreme experiences over the past couple of months had sharply honed her already superb cock sucking abilities and now she prided herself on being able to make a guy blow his load in a matter of minutes thanks to her oral ministrations. She simultaneously sucked and licked Lenny's dick with a ruthless vigour and then pushed her head deeper onto his dick and deep throated him and gagged on it but held her own mouth there for as long as she could. She spluttered when she finally relented but it was just a brief stop as her mouth once again attacked Lenny's dick in tandem with her hand and worked him up into a sexual frenzy that he could not back out of, he felt his jism boil up inside his balls and when she pulled back with her mouth with a pop her face was perfect for him to shoot a load of his spunk right into her open , waiting mouth. She pooled the blast and after effects on her tongue, smiled as she showed it to him and swallowed the whole lot in one exaggerated motion. They were ten minutes into the session and Lenny was spent, he leaned back against the wall and contemplated the sex maniac at his groin.

"Like that copper?"

"I ain't the police Rachel. Like I said I was hired to find you, that's all and to tell you that your parents want to take you back home."

"And how did you find me?" , as she asked this she rose to her feet, strutted across the room, opened a drawer in a dressing table and took out an obscenely thick and long dildo. Honestly, it was more like a sword as she held the handle in her right hand and easily slid it up inside her pussy and began to fuck herself with it as she carried on the conversation. Lenny could not tear his eyes away from her.

"You found me at the club, eh? How'd you do that? Have you seen my show? Ah! I can see in your eyes you have. Like it did you? Join in after did you? Well did you?"

His awkward silence and stammering told her exactly what she had suspected to be true.

"I knew you would have, they all do, all the men who 'visit' me come after they've watched and participated in the show. So did it turn you on, seeing all those men fuck me and cum on my face? Seeing me drink all their nasty cum?"

By this point Rachel's words almost perfectly matched the pattern of her thrusting the huge, plastic dildo up inside hole by the handle. There was mockery in her eyes and in her voice that angered Lenny. He was embarrassed that she had so easily manipulated him and so easily made him forget his plans of keeping cool as regards his dick. Worse she had straight guessed that he had been at the show and joined in, she was the slut! The fucking sex addict who got off on being coated in cum and gang banged. And now here she stood, pleasuring herself blatantly before him and goading him and brazenly not bothered that her parents were desperate for news on her safety and state of mind. Lenny just snapped, he stormed across the room, grabbed her by her luxurious light brown hair and swore at her.

"Shut up you nasty cunt!"

He was livid and as he bellowed wildly at her spittle flew out and onto her face. Rachel, for her part, continued to hammer the dildo into her cunt and just met his eyes with her challenging glare, as if saying "what are you going to do about it?"

It was too much for him and her pulled at her hair and hauled her over to the double bed at the back of the room and flung her on to it. She did not miss one stroke of the dildo into her sopping wet pussy. He pulled off his shirt and shoes and got on the bed over her. He extracted the slick, juice covered dildo from Rachel's pussy and forced her legs nice and far apart then as his own rough fingers found her sodden pussy lips he held the dildo up to her mouth to lick clean.

"You like rough sex bitch? I'll fucking give it to you!"

Lenny was crazed, his job forgotten about, all he could think of was wiping that self satisfied smirk off the rich bitches face. He snatched the handle and took it from her sucking mouth and easily lifted her up enough to shove the full length of the slick dildo up Rachel's arsehole. If he expected a reaction he was disappointed as she just sighed and smiled back at him, as if daring him to go further. He covered that smirk with the whole of his hand and pulled his body up and thrust his stiff again dick right into her pussy, where so many men had been before.

With each thrust of his hips both his cock and the dildo in her ass shoved deeper into her and she was loving it. They were like two wild animals, fucking, rutting there with little conscious thought just action and reaction. They grunted and panted and put everything in to showing the other what they were about. Lenny trying to fuck Rachel into admitting the error of her ways and Rachel just loving the nastiest, roughest sex she had had in at least an hour. As he fucked her hard, Lenny was determined not to come, he wanted to bang Rachel for as long and as hard as possible, he concentrated hard on not cumming, on holding it all back., forcing the slut to cum and beg him to stop. To that end Lenny continued to fuck her like that for nearly thirty minutes, desperate to hear her beg or see defeat in her eyes. But Rachel was too much for him, and, dripping in their combined sweat on the bed he had to admit defeat and tense up to fire a stream of hot cum deep within her cunt.

He grunted and exclaimed as he came before almost collapsing atop her and struggling to catch his breath. Overcome with guilt and a disgust for the girl on the bed he rolled off her and sat on the edge of the bed. Still pushing his reactions, still goading her 'saviour', Rachel deliberately reached her hand down to her pussy, inserted a couple of fingers inside and scooped out a load of his cum. She waited until he was looking and sucked it greedily off her fingers, smiling like the cat that got the cream. He could have slapped her then but he knew the kinky bitch would probably even enjoy that.

"My god, girl, is their no limits to your debauchery?" it was mostly a rhetorical question and the only answer she gave was to smile more and dip her fingers again in her pussy searching out more cum.

"Don't you want to see your mother and father? Don't you care?"

"You tell my daddy if he wants to see me he can pay the going rate for an hour and I'll suck him and fuck him just like I did you."

Further sickened, Lenny just shook his head and reached for his clothes. Suddenly, he wanted to be anywhere in the world other than here with this sex addict. As if to further twist the knife, Rachel plucked the dildo from her ass and licked it clean as Lenny hurried, disgusted from the room. With the door closed she lay back on the bed and began to masturbate again and wondered when the next cock would arrive.

*

Later on, after she had seen all her customers of the day (Lenny was number three of five), Rachel got hold of Manny and told him that her parents had located her and that they had sent private detectives after her. It probably wouldn't be long before they went a stage further and tried to force her to return home, her parents were like that, very clingy and possessive of her, she said.

"So, I figured maybe you should take that couple up on their offer for me. You know you can get fresh white pussy for the club anytime, they were talking big money you know."

"Sure I know, but are you sure? They struck me as pretty fucking perverted. Even to someone like me. You do remember the deal was I sold you into slavery as their personal sex slave. You do this then you belong to them completely."

"I don't care, the more perverse the better, as long as they got plenty of sex. That's all I'm interested in!"

*

The seaplane touched down gently on the calm, blue Pacific Ocean. It was a tiny island, Tim and Carissa owned a holiday home there on that island paradise and spent a lot of weekends there, they also held many of their 'special' parties there. It was the perfect location. They had been overjoyed when the dealer had contacted them to say that the offer they had made over a month ago had now been accepted, the girl was exactly what they were seeking. The right age, the right mind set and just an absolute natural beauty. She obviously thought she was a sex maniac who could take everything they could dish out, they had smiled at that, instinctively knowing they would show her things she had never dreamed of never mind experienced before. Whether she would like them was another question, but as she had been sold to them as a willing slave that hardly mattered.

The pilot helped Rachel from the plane and onto the small jetty, she had no luggage with her and thanked the man before stepping forward and being met by Tim and Carissa. Her first impressions of them were that they were an attractive young couple. But she had no time to make any other observations when the man ordered her to strip naked, right there.

The pilot of the plane stopped as he re-entered and watched as his gorgeous passenger stripped off her skimpy outfit to reveal her naked figure with no underwear. He was even more incredulous as the woman that had met them stepped forward and placed a dog leash on Rachel's neck and ordered her to her knees. He shook his head in bewilderment as the couple led her like a dog away from the plane, wondering what the hell the pretty girl was involved with....

TO BE CONTINUED

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