I made some coffee and sat at my computer and puttered around for a while. I noticed that my slaves were still asleep. I guess they earned it. They both worked pretty hard last night.

I checked my email and then went to work for a little while. I normally work a few hours a day, seven days a week. I don't get a day off that way, but I don't work very hard either. On the other hand, I seldom know what day it is.

I finished my work, or at least as much of it as I planned to do today, around noon and was just about to go make lunch when one of monitors lit up and I saw the paper boy standing at the door to my slave quarters. Only this time he wasn't alone. There was another boy with him who looked to be about the same age, approximately fifteen.

I saw that Glenn was now in the shower and Kara made her way to the door. She was awake finally, but just barely.

She opened the door wide and stood there looking out at the paperboy and his buddy. She looked at them for a minute and then asked them what they wanted.

The paperboy said, "I'm sorry. I hope I didn't wake you up. This is my brother Billy. He didn't believe me when I told him about you. I hope you're not mad. You seemed like a nice lady. You're the first naked lady we ever saw.

Kara smiled and looked at them for a minute and then stepped back and said, "Do you want to come in?"

They looked at each other and I had to laugh at the excitement in their faces. They pushed inside quickly and Kara closed the door and walked into the living room with the boys following. She turned to the paperboy and said, "I don't remember if you told me your name, you are Billy's older brother?"

He nodded and said, "Yes ma'am, my name is Terry."

"How old are you Terry?" Kara asked.

"I just turned sixteen, ma'am."

"And you brought your brother here today just so you could see a naked woman?" Kara asked, still smiling. "You chose me to be your first naked woman. I'm flattered!"

Both boys grinned at that. I was grinning too. I was proud of her. She was handling this just like I would have wanted her to. I suppose she had that in mind. She must have known that, even if I wasn't watching, I would scan the tape later and see this.

"Now that you have seen me, what do you think?" Kara asked them.

"You're beautiful ma'am!" Terry exclaimed enthusiastically.

"Thank you very much," she said. "Billy, do you think I am beautiful?"

"Oh yes ma'am! You're so pretty I can hardly breathe!" Billy said breathlessly.

Kara walked over to Billy and hugged him and said, "Oh my, you are just too sweet. Would you boys like a closer look? Would you like to touch me?"

"Can we?!" they both said as one, obviously thinking that this was too good to be true.

"I don't see why not," Kara said, "as long as you promise not to ever tell anyone else, ever! I could get in a lot of trouble if someone found out I let you see me naked. Do you promise?"

"Oh yes ma'am!" again in stereo.

Kara smiled at them and said, "Well alright then. Why don't you come over here and take a closer look. And you can touch me too if you want."

As the boys moved to either side of Kara and started to examine her, I saw Glenn standing in the hall watching. He had a look of amusement on his face and a very nice hard on. I was glad to see both the look and the hard on. There was hope for that boy yet.

I watched closely as the boys moved their hands over her breasts, a look of pure awe on their faces. She showed them how her nipples got hard when boys touched them because she likes to be touched. She explained that she got those two little hardons, just like boys got hardons when they got excited.

She explained about how being touched there made her feel good in other places too. After they had both had a chance to explore her breasts and examine her nipples, she spread her legs and showed them her pussy. She explained that most girls and women have hair on their pussies. She had shaved hers off because the men she had sex with thought it was sexy that way.

She let them touch her pussy for a few minutes and explained what the moisture on their fingers was. She showed them where the pee came out when she had to go to the bathroom and she showed them her clitoris and what it was for.

When they had spent what seemed like a very long time examining her she asked if they had any questions. It looked like they did but didn't have the nerve to ask. Either that or they didn't know so much it was overwhelming.

She asked them if they ever masturbated. They blushed and Terry said, "No way! Only faggots do that!"

Kara stopped smiling and said, "First, don't use the word faggots. They are homosexuals and they are just people, just like you and me. You should feel sorry for them because they are the targets of religious bigotry. Second, don't be silly! Everybody masturbates. I do it, my husband does it. I bet everybody you know does it. They are just too embarrassed to say so because religious zealots make everybody uptight about sex and screw everything up."

"You do it?" Billy asked, not sure he could believe his ears.

"Sure," Kara said. "Would you like to watch?"

They both shook their heads so hard I thought they would fall off.

Kara smiled and sat on the couch. She asked the boys to sit on either side of her. Then she asked them to play gently with her tits while she did it. Then she put her hands on her pussy and started masturbating while the boys stared at the most exciting thing they had ever seen in their lives.

After a few minutes she asked them if they would mind sucking on her nipples and biting them gently. They didn't seem to mind at all!

They each took a nipple into their mouths and, with a little bit more guidance, they seemed to be doing a passable job. In another couple of minutes I saw her tense up and groan and cum, trying hard to keep from screaming.

As soon as she could she took their mouths away and thanked them very much, and she kissed them both. Then she asked if they would like her to do it to them.

I was thinking that it was a good thing she was fucking a couple of cops, she could get her ass in a lot of trouble here. But then, if I had been there I would have made her do the same shit probably.

Kara slid off the couch and moved between Terry's legs. She opened his pants up and pulled them down to his ankles. Then she pulled his shoes off and the pants followed. He was incredibly embarrassed; no female had seen him naked since his mother when he was a little kid. But he was far more excited than he was embarrassed.

Kara looked over at Billy and suggested that it would help if he went ahead and got ready while she took care of Terry. Then she bent forward and kissed his cock and licked the head gently.

He started quivering and she knew she didn't have much time so she sucked his cock into her mouth and he came just as she sucked it for the first time. She saw the look of disappointment on his face that it was over so soon.

She said, "That's okay. Guys are always real fast the first few times. It is just too exciting. Don't move and after I take care of Billy I will do you again, alright? You have a real nice cock and I can't wait to taste it again." Yeah, you know that kid was going to say no to that, right?

She moved over to Billy and spread his legs. His cock was a little smaller than Terry's, but they were both pretty good sized for kids that young. Kara looked at Billy and said, "Oh your cock is nice too! This is going to be great, you ready?"

Billy nodded and Kara pushed his legs a little further apart and did to Billy what she had done to Terry. She kissed his little pecker and licked it and took it into her mouth and started sucking gently. She moved her lips all the way down twice before he shot into her mouth and she sucked it down and then sat up.

"Gosh," she said, "I never did it with guys as young as you before. I like the taste of your cum, it tastes real good."

The boys smiled proudly at each other and Kara moved back and sucked Terry off again. It took a little longer this time, but not much. I'd say two minutes at the most. Then she repeated the process for Billy again too.

While they were getting dressed Kara explained to them that girls their age were too young to be doing this stuff. It is supposed to be just for adults. But some guys start at an earlier age, and if they are ready it's okay.

It's different with girls though. It can hurt girls to start too young. They both said that they understood and they promised not to hurt any girls. They promised again not to tell anyone and then they asked if they could do it again sometime.

Kara thought about it and said. "I will have to ask someone and let you know, alright? I'm not the boss of me. I have only done it this time because the man that tells me what to do, told me earlier that I should give Terry a little sex education. But he didn't know about Billy. And I don't know if he wants me to keep doing it. So I'll let you know, alright?"

Both boys nodded eagerly and she hugged them both and thanked them for adding a little excitement to her morning. Then she saw them to the door and when they left she shut the door and leaned her back against it and smiled up at the camera. The little minx!

I was becoming more amazed every day by the change in those two.

Kara leaned away from the door and Glenn swooped in and grabbed her and put is arms around her, holding her ass with both hands. He smiled at her and said, "You nasty little slut! What are you going to do next time, fuck them?"

Kara smiled at him and said, "I just might, what if I do?"

"We can worry about that later; right now I am going to drill that ass of yours that everyone but me has already had!"

"Oh yeah?" she teased. "Not unless you can catch it!" She made as if to run away but didn't get two steps before Glenn grabbed her and slung her over his shoulder.

It surprised the hell out of me! I would have been less surprised if she had slung him over her shoulder. He hurried to the bedroom and threw her on the bed. He dropped his little g-string and he was all over her.

They fucked around for close to an hour and a half. I was impressed. I didn't think the little yuppie had it in him! I didn't watch it all. I glanced at it from time to time, but a guy can only take so much straight husband and wife sex!

I went into the living room and turned on MSNBC and watched a couple of hours of news. Kara called in the early evening and said that if I wasn't going to be using them they needed to go grocery shopping.

I told her to have fun and I also told her I was proud of what she did with the paperboy and his brother. She laughed and said goodbye.

Damn! Just hearing her voice on the phone gave me a hard on! Oh well, back to the news.

I left them alone for a couple of days. On the fourth day since our last visit to the strip club Dave called to say that he had set up a show for eleven PM tomorrow and asked if that was alright.

I asked him what it was and he told me that he had six guys lined up, big black guys. Four of them are local actors, local theater, and when they get the chance, a little porn. The other two are friends of a friend from the gym.

All six of them are big, but not so big they that will cause any damage. They will be given a bunch of fake prison tattoos and scars and made to look real gangsta.

His plan was to have Kara, dressed conservatively in a nice sundress and normal everyday bra and panties, stand in the middle of the stage with no idea of what was going on. She would stand there as the audience filed in and took their seats.

When everyone was present, the six black men dressed in just jock straps would appear from backstage and attack her. They would rip off her clothes and rough her up a little, but not too bad. They would spit on her, abuse her tits a little, grope her roughly, and make her squeal a little.

Then a sling that was out of sight against the ceiling would be lowered and she would be forced into it and strapped in. Once she was strapped down she would be raped by the six men repeatedly. They would fuck her pussy and her ass and her mouth. They would try to make her deep throat them. They would cover her in cum. Then they would leave and two young girls would come in and scrape the accumulated cum off of her body with spoons and feed it to her.

He assured me that the biggest cock among them was only slightly larger than mine and that they would be careful not to harm her. Just scare her a little and fuck the hell out of her.

I nervously said okay and he told me to be there at ten tomorrow night. He would have Gina, the stripper she had put on the shows with, get her ready. Get her pussy warmed up and her ass lubed and stretched a little.

I asked him how much this was going to pay and he said we would split $9,000. I had a feeling that would go a long way towards assuaging any hurt feeling Kara had. Just before I hung up he said, "Oh, and bring her hubby. He is going to be tied up in a chair on the side of the stage."

I said okay and then I remembered I had forgotten to pick up the last DVD. Dave said he would have it for me when I got here.

When we hung up I called Kara and told her to be ready to go out tomorrow night at 9:30 PM. She was to wear a conservative dress, a sun dress maybe, pick something. She was to wear an attractive but demure bra and panty set. No hose, two inch heel. And light on the make up. And she was to tell Glenn to be ready, in casual clothes.

She asked, "Is it the show?" The nervousness in her voice excited the hell out of me. I said, "Yes, your first show in a theater built just for you!"

She didn't say anything so I said goodnight and hung up.

I spent the rest of the day reading a book, but I had a hell of a time concentrating. I hoped I wasn't fucking up.

I went to bed and finally went to sleep. The next day I got up and worked for a while but my heart wasn't in it. I just piddled and fiddled until it was time to go pick up my slaves.

I drove up and stopped at the curb and they came out before I could get out of the car. Kara looked beautiful. Too pretty for what was going to happen to her, I thought.

I drove to the club and we got inside a few minutes early. We went to the bar and ordered drinks. There had been a stir in the audience when they saw Kara, but they were going to be disappointed tonight.

Dave came out of his office with Gina. She took Kara and escorted her to the new backstage area. Dave took me into his office and handed me the money and a DVD.

I put them away and then we went into the next room and he showed me the theater that had been built for Kara. I was expecting something kind of ratty. Cinderblock walls, raggedy old seats, bare cement floors.

Instead I was really impressed. The seats were new and plush. There were six rows of twelve seats each and a small row in the back with five seats.

Dave pointed them out and told me that we would be sitting in the back.

The walls were lined with black velvet curtains and the floors were covered in plush carpet. The stage, too, was solid, professional looking, and also covered in plush carpet. I could just make out the sling attached to the dark ceiling, and the rope on the far wall keeping it in place.

He took me behind the curtain and I was surprised to see that the men were already in place and getting ready. They were putting on fake tattoos and fake scars and they looked pretty fearsome.

I talked to them a little and told them that their costar was, until very recently a na∩ve, quiet, shy housewife and this was all new to her. I wanted to make sure that they wouldn't hurt her.

The man introduced as Ronnie said, "Not a problem man. We understand it's just an act. We were told to scare her a little, be a little rough but that's it. If it makes you feel any better, these are all fake tattoos. I am working my way through college and so is Rolly over there. We've all done a couple of movies before and we don't want to hurt anyone. Okay?"

I shook his hand and told him I was reassured, and looking forward to the show. I walked back through the theater just as Glenn was brought in and tied securely to a chair that was fastened to the floor on the side of the stage. Then Kara was led in looking just as fresh as when I had picked her up a little while ago.

I went out and got another drink and found Dave and asked him, "What do I do now?"

He smiled and said, "Drink your drink, go on in and have a seat and watch the perverts come in and stare at your girl. The show starts soon. Relax, she'll be alright when it's over, I promise."

I wasn't sure I trusted him, but it was out of my hands now. I took my drink and sat down in the farthest seat from the stage and watched Kara standing nervously on the stage. I heard a noise and looked out through the door and saw that a curtain had been pulled across the hall so that the people in the club couldn't see the theater door. The customers for the show would be coming in through a back door!

Hmmm, I'm not sure how I feel about that. I was starting to wonder if I should have brought my friends, just in case.

I watched as men started filing into the seats in front of me. I saw that they were checking stubs. It was assigned seating, pretty high class for a strip joint!

It took only fifteen minutes for the seats to fill up. When everyone was in place Dave came in and sat beside me. He had a drink and he handed me another beer and everyone stared in silence at Kara.

I didn't hear or see anything to indicate that the show was starting. But suddenly the men filed out from behind the curtain and they instantly engulfed Kara's tiny frame.

Kara didn't know what was going to happen. She had only been told that she had to stand there. I had also passed along the instructions that Dave had given me, she was not required to submit to anyone or anything. The implication being that a little resistance would be appropriate.

She looked at the men around her and then looked at the audience. I could tell she was looking for me, but it was dark back here and she probably couldn't see me.

The men started making rude and crude remarks, the sort of thing a young white girl might expect if she were to find herself walking alone at night in "the hood".

At first she tried twisting away but there was no place for her to go. They were calling her names, cunt, bitch, slut, whore, that sort of thing. Then they started grabbing her, pulling her hair, twisting her tits, pinching her ass, rubbing her thighs.

She was yelling at them now and trying even harder to twist away. It looked like she was starting to cry. They started making fun of her, mocking her.

Then they started to rip her clothes off. They were rough too. They were tearing at her clothing, and when a piece of cloth didn't rip they flung her around and jerked and it looked pretty violent. Hell, it was violent!

They took their time, enjoying taunting her. They tore off her dress first. Then they tormented her for a while longer before they tore off her bra and finally her panties.

She fought bravely, but futilely. Once she was stripped they started really mauling her. Pulling and twisting her tits. It looked like one of them was trying to lift her off the ground by her nipples! They were slapping her ass and a couple of times she got her face slapped.

One of them stepped in and while his friends held her arms behind her he grabbed her jaw and forced her mouth open then he spit into her mouth several times. Then he stood back but held her mouth open for his friends. Most of them also stepped up and spit in her mouth while abusing her tits and pussy. This seemed to go on for a long time. The men made no sound now, the only sounds were Kara's sobs and pleas.

Finally one of the men stepped away and lowered the sling. I had seen an ad for a sling once. It was just a series of straps that suspended someone in a sitting position. This one was different. This one called for the person in the sling to be laid out on their back, their body horizontal, suspended at just the right height for the men to easily access all of her orifices.

They manhandled Kara into the sling easily, and her arms were fastened in place, then a belt was tightened around her stomach, and finally a strap around her neck. Now her head hung down and all of her holes were readily accessible.

The men continued tormenting her, spitting on her, pinching and twisting various body parts. She was sobbing loudly and I was having a very hard time not putting a stop to this. Although I suspect that, given all of the money involved, I would not have had much of a chance had I tried.

They all removed their jock straps and I was even more nervous now. Dave may have had too high an opinion of my manhood, which, it suddenly occurred to me, he had never seen.

All of those cocks looked to be in the ten inch range, every damned one of them. And while a couple of them seemed to have an almost normal circumference, most of them looked to be twice as thick as mine.

I was getting worried about Kara, but I have to be honest here, I had a hard on that I thought was going to rip right through my pants, grab my throat and order me to fuck something!

I glanced at Glenn, wondering what his reaction was to all this. He had apparently given up fighting the ropes holding him down. I saw for the first time the gag in his mouth. I hadn't realized they had gagged him.

Then I turned to center stage as one of those large, well hung black men moved to her head and whispered in her ear. I found out later that he was making all kinds of threats about what they would do to her if she wasn't careful with her teeth. Then he stood up and forced his cock into her mouth. The others were all standing around staring in fascination, just like those of us in the audience.

He forced his cock in a couple of inches and let her move her tongue around and get used to it. Then he pulled out and put a little more in. Each time it was a little more and now he was banging into the back of her throat and she was gagging and sobbing and they were just mocking her. He continued to stab against the back of her throat and finally he passed that barrier and his cock forced its way into her throat. She thrashed violently on the sling, but the only things not tethered were her legs and two of the men stepped forward and each grabbed a leg and held her still.

I watched in amazement as inch after inch of that monster black cock was forced down her throat. He finally had her lips buried in his pubic hair and, after a brief pause he slowly pulled his cock free. But Kara's respite was short lived. He allowed her several deep gulps of air and then he pushed back down her throat again. It was still difficult and she still fought, but each time it seemed to go in easier until finally he was fucking her throat with a massive ten inch black cock.

I heard the murmur of disbelief in the crowd. I guess they were getting their money's worth.

After a few minutes he pulled out and one of his assistant rapists stepped up and took his place and repeated the process. This went on and on until they had all raped her throat for a few minutes.

Once the last one had fucked her throat, one of them stepped between her legs and lifted them in the air. They were strapped to the sling supports and now she couldn't move any part of her body. Once she was secure, one of them stepped up and started moving his cock over her pussy.

He teased her with it for a while and finally started stabbing it into her with short, vicious strokes. Each stroke caused a raspy cry of pain from Kara. She sobbed and pled incoherently for someone to help her. Each of the black men took a turn at her pussy and then the process was repeated with her ass.

As the first cock entered her ass, even though I knew she had been lubed up and stretched out before she was brought back here, she screamed in pain. There was no way to prepare her tiny ass for those huge black cocks thrusting violently, raping her, but most of all, hurting her for the pleasure of the audience.

This seemed to go on for a very long time. And once they had all fucked every hole they went around again. Finally it was time for the grand finale.

The first one fucked her mouth again, but just as he was about to cum he pulled out and shot his cum all over her face and chest and stomach. It was a huge load. He must have been saving for a week.

Then another stepped up and raped her pussy again, right up to the point of cumming and he too pulled out and shot his cum all over her stomach and her breasts. Then someone fucked her ass and repeated the process.

Then the next three went through the same rotation until all six of them had nearly covered her bruised and battered body with cum. Then they just quietly turned and went backstage.

Everyone was silent for a moment. I think we all needed to catch our breath. Then two naked young girls came out from behind the curtain at the back of the stage. And when I say young, I mean very young! They were teenagers. I doubt if they were older than fourteen, if that old. But they had beautiful bodies, and seemed remarkably self assured. It made me wonder how they came to be here and what had happened to them before they got here.

They walked up to Kara and bent over her and both of them produced spoons. I had forgotten about this part. They started scooping up the six large loads of cum from Kara's body and feeding them to her.

There must have been nearly a pint of it. It took a long time.

Kara kept sobbing and begging them to let her go. When at last they had scraped the slick cum from her as best they could, they silently moved backstage again.

I thought that was it, but there was one more indignity. Two of the black men came back out and untied Glenn and led him over to his wife.

He was bent down and forced to lick her body clean. And then eat her pussy until she had an orgasm. I would not have thought it possible. She was in so much pain. But she finally achieved a mild orgasm which seemed to satisfy everyone.

The stage lights finally went down and with only dim rope lights along the floor to guide them, everyone filed out through the back door.

I went to Kara and started releasing her bonds. I kissed her lips lightly and told her I was sorry, I didn't realize how bad it would be. She hugged me and sobbed until I thought my heart would break.

I asked her if she was alright. Did she need to see a doctor?

She shook her head and I tossed Glenn the keys to my car and told him to bring it around back. He rushed out, glaring at me again. I didn't say anything to him this time, I deserved it.

Dave came over and asked if she was okay.

I told him I wasn't sure. I would let him know.

Then he asked if I was alright. I told him I wasn't sure. I would let him know.

I heard Glenn pull up to the door and I carried Kara out and laid her in the back seat. I went around to the other side and got in and cradled her head in my lap and ordered Glenn to drive to my house.

Kara finally stopped sobbing and just lay quietly, except for an occasional moan of pain.

Glenn pulled up into my driveway and I sent him ahead to unlock the door.

I got out and helped Kara out and carried her to my bed. I laid her down and looked her over closely. I was relieved to see that there was no sign of blood anywhere.