All the pain and degradation that she was suffering no longer mattered to Gloria. All that she cared about was the wonderful feelings that coursed through her hot cunt and her tight asshole. Her asshole was being lewdly fucked, reamed out by her Uncle Richard's mighty throbbing cock.
She reflected for a moment on her uncle. He was a crude, debauched, evil sadist of a man. But she had to admit, he really knew how to turn a girl on with his prick. He was a master cocksman. Never had she imagined what it would be like to have her asshole brutally raped! Never in her wildest imagination had she conjured up the delights and joyous thrills that could be attained from being ass-fucked. But her Uncle Richard was doing a real class-A job of raping her shitter.
The pain had diminished to such an extent that she could hardly feel his prick tearing through her sphincter. All she felt was the strange carnal mixture of steamy sexual heat and lusty desire that welled up in her pussy and spilled throughout her body, running helter-skelter to her brain and exploding in a fireworks display within her mind. She grunted and bucked beneath his relentless cock-thrusts as he assaulted her asshole.
His prick was buried to the hilt and could penetrate no further. She bucked and clamped her muscles tightly around his cock-knob, then released the pressure on his prick, then tightened around his bulbous cock-knob again.
That was all it took, and he shrieked loud and long and came. Pounding forward, impaling her asshole on his prick with incredible force, he released the load of jism that stirred hot and heavy in his balls. "Unnggghh!" he grunted as his cum burst from the tip of his turgid cock-tip, exploding inside her asshole, filling her with scalding jism.
As his thick white-hot jism shot up her shitter, she whimpered and writhed about, milking his spasming, spurting prick, sucking the cum from his piss-slit.
"Ohhhh, Uncle Richard," she cooed weakly. "Don't stop now! I'm gonna cum… any second!"
No sooner had she spoken than her orgasm began to swell in her pussy, exploding in her brain like a dozen Roman candles. She jerked her ass hard against his spurting cock, whimpered and went stiff.
"Fuck! Yes! Ohhh, yes!" she screamed, as her orgasm hit her hard, racking her body and filling her cunt with indescribably delicious sensations.
A hot red glow of lusty release spread throughout her body. The climax swept away all of the pain that had ripped through her tortured body, devouring every bit of the degradation that she had felt at being ass raped by her uncle.
She felt fulfilled! Ecstatic! Wonderful! For the first time in her life, she felt like a real full-bodied, red-blooded woman! She felt tired and listless, sexually mauled and spent, blissful and wholly content.
"Yeah! Goddamnit! That was good fucking sex!" Uncle Richard swore as he rose.
His prick slithered out of her hot asshole, and she twitched when his cock-knob sputtered out, dripping a few final splatters of cum on the backs of her thighs.
"Thanks, Uncle Richard!" she blurted.
She felt embarrassed and somewhat ashamed. But she didn't gave a rat's ass – her cunt was satisfied, and so was her ravaged asshole. Her tiny nether-hole felt all stretched out and it ached a bit.
But she could care less.
All of her muscles ached and her wrists and ankles were chafed and rubbed raw from straining against the leather straps that bound her to the rack.
But none of that mattered.
Gloria felt marvelous, her lust satiated, at least for the time being. She realized that more than anything else, she was a sexual animal.
Maxwell rose from the floor and picked himself up, pulling up his trousers. He chuckled and winked at Uncle Richard, who shook his head and lit a big cigar.
"She's a hot one, ain't she?" Maxwell said. Uncle Richard nodded his assent and cranked the handle of the rack, loosening its hold of the girl and allowing her muscles to flex and relax.
They untied her wrists and ankles and pulled her upright. Her head was spinning and she felt quite dizzy, but the fuzzy feeling in her brain soon cleared and she rubbed her ankles and wrists, bringing them back to life when the blood began to flow to her extremities.
"What happens now?" she asked weakly.
"Your owner will be here to pick you up shortly. Right now, Uncle Richard will take you upstairs, where you will be bathed and properly attired. You must look sharp when you meet your master."
"B-but, who is he?" she inquired meekly. "Who will my master be? Can't you tell me?"
Gloria was horror-stricken and her face was flushed with fear and anger. Maxwell and Uncle Richard had abused her terribly. And now, after giving into their evil and depraved desires, they were going to sell her to someone she didn't even know.
She sobbed hysterically: "How can you do this to me? What have I done to deserve this?"
Maxwell and Uncle Richard exchanged knowing looks, but Gloria didn't comprehend what was going on in their minds. She despised both of them, but at least she knew them. What would her new master be like? Would he be brutal and mean? Could he possibly be worse than these two?
A dozen grotesque images flashed through her mind – none of them appealed to her. Her life at the Academy was terrible, but the unknown frightened her even more.
What would become of her? She was totally perplexed.
After she had bathed and dressed in a frilly French maid's costume that Uncle Richard had given her to wear, she stepped into the hallway, where Maxwell and her uncle awaited her.
Gloria looking ravishing. She was indeed quite a beauty, a lithe young girl with flowing blonde hair and a perfect figure – curvy and voluptuous for a girl of her tender years. She had suffered severe punishment at the Academy. She had been forced to commit depraved sexual acts for the sole purpose of pleasing her tormentors. But she had been taught the wonders of sex, having experienced a wide variety of sexual techniques.
She blushed like a bride when Maxwell and Uncle Richard stepped forward and appraised her, complimenting her beauty.
"My, don't you look pretty in your maid's uniform," Uncle Richard gushed.
"Yes, indeed," Maxwell chimed in. "She's as pretty as a picture. I'm sure her new master will love her. Now that she has attended the Academy, our little Gloria is well-versed in all aspects of sex. I can attest to that." He gave a wry smile that lit up his usually stern face.
"So can I," added Uncle Richard. "Now, follow me into our special greeting room. There you will meet your master, Gloria."
Gloria flinched and felt a chilling sensation running up and down her spine. She was speechless with fear.
Timidly, she followed Uncle Richard down a long corridor and into a dimly lit room. It was so dark that she could barely see her hand in front of her face.
In the shadows near the curtains at the far end of the room, she saw a man lurking about. He stood, apparently waiting patiently to see her. He would be her master. Her heart fluttered, skipped a beat and pounded in her chest.
"This is your master, Gloria. You are to serve him obediently at all times, minister to his every sexual whim. He is known to be a highly sexed man who likes his women young and hot. He is quite a bit older than you, but that should make no difference. After all, you have been trained to serve him, no matter who he is."
"But-but, I can't even see him," she stammered weakly.
"And you will not see him – not yet. Not at your initial meeting. He must try you out first. He has seen you, however, and thus far at least, he is pleased with you."
When Uncle Richard had finished his little speech, he blindfolded Gloria and led her forward. He lifted her gently onto a large couch, lifted the hem of her skirt so that her blonde cunt-thatch was exposed, and stepped aside.
Gloria shivered and shook with fear. She heard the man's feet scraping across the shag carpet as he approached.
She decided, to attempt a greeting.
"H-hello," she muttered, but he did not answer.
She could hear him taking quick, short breaths. She flinched when she felt his damp hand stroking her long blonde tresses and reaching down to caress her ripe, upthrust tits. As his fingers stroked her tits, her nipples responded immediately to the man's touch, puckering and swelling, pointing skyward. She trembled and waited anxiously for his next move.
She felt his fingers running through her cunthair, tenderly stroking her pussy-thatch. She wanted desperately to speak, to take off her blindfold and look at the man, but she was afraid that it would anger him. So she stifled back the urge to confront him. She lay trembling and sobbing slightly.
Then his fingers slipped into her cunt and tenderly pried open her cuntlips. When the unseen man plunged one of his fingers into her twat, she heard an obscene slurping noise that told her that her pussy was dripping with cunt nectar.
She was getting hot and horny from this strange experience.
The man slipped another finger into her slippery cunt and began to probe the inside of her cunt, pressing his fingertips along her pussywalls and gently tugging at her clit-nubbin. Her clit came to attention at the man's tender caress, becoming firm and erect as blood filled her sensitive love-button.
"Mmmmmm," she cooed unexpectedly. She hadn't meant to speak or even utter a sound, but when he began to finger-fuck her juicy pussy, she couldn't help herself. "Ohhhh, yes," she purred quietly, emitting a sexy sound which seemed to spur the man on to more vigorous caresses.
He kissed her lips, snaking his tongue into her hot mouth. Their tongues met and entwined in a passionate kiss that sent tingling sensations coursing through her pussy. She gyrated her hips in a come-hither gesture that was not planned, but just happened.
She wanted the man! Wanted him badly! Wanted his cock in her hot young cunt! She wanted the unseen man to fuck her, right there on the couch! It didn't matter that she was blindfolded and could not see him – she needed him desperately?
The man's body slid onto the couch next to her, and he took her hand, leading her fingers down his hairy, sinewy thigh. He guided her fingers onto his lengthy cockshaft which throbbed with passionate desire. His breathing was quicker than before, and Gloria knew that the man was getting turned on in a big way.
And much to her surprise, so was she. Her clit spasmed and her pussy leaked cuntjuice.
She gripped his throbbing cock in her nimble fingers and stroked his cock lovingly. His prick responded at once to her passionate touch, cock-knob swelling to monstrous proportions, prick-shaft lengthening and already thickening, the veins swelling as hot blood coursed through them. By the time she had stroked his prick twice, it was rock-hard and ready.
Gasping breathlessly, the unseen man turned and mounted her, deftly slipping his prick past her red, wet, swollen cuntlips and into the depths, of her needy cunt.
She swooned and whispered, "Fuck me! Fuck me!"
And fuck her he did. His prick sliced into her cunt, and she felt her cuntjuice lubricating her pussy-channel, making the penetration of his cock easy and painless.
"Oh, yes," she cooed as his cock sawed into her pussy, raking along her cuntwalls, which rippled at the touch of his mighty cock-meat.
Her clit spasmed and she writhed about on the couch, thrusting her hips up, meeting his every cock-thrust into her heated twat. Her pussy flexed and gripped his plunging prick as he moved forward rapidly, holding his cockhead captive in her seething cuntal depths.
"Unnggghhh! Mmmppphhh!" he grunted loudly as he fucked her with a furious motion, ramming his prick forward and deep into her cunt.
She bucked and squirmed about beneath his prick, relishing his sexual assault. It was so sexy and exciting to be fucked so expertly by a stud of a man who she couldn't even see.
His cock tore into her pussy, stretching her cunt-muscles and sending wave upon delirious wave of passion and unbridled lust through her well-fucked pussy.
When her orgasm struck, she could hardly believe it. It happened so suddenly and came from deep inside her cunt as his cock sliced in and out, sawing and pounding into her tight juicy twat. Her cunt dripped cunt-nectar, churned up by the man's raging hard cock.
"Aaaiiieeee!" she cried, tears of pleasure pouring from her covered eyes, dampening the blindfold and dripping down her cheek, down her chin.
The wonderful climax was the best yet! She swooned in ecstasy.
Then the man stiffened, his cock-knob spasmed, and he came, spurting a powerful jet-stream of cum deep into her cunt. His cock bobbed and he drove forward again, letting loose another torrid stream of cum, filling her cunt to overflowing. Cunt-nectar dripped from her pussy, covering her thighs as it mingled with the man's cum.
She heard him gasp, then speak for the first time. "I love you, Gloria, I love you. I hope you're not angry with me for sending you to the Academy. I just wanted everything to be right. I wanted you to learn all about sex so that we could really enjoy each other. I didn't have the heart to teach you myself. Do you forgive me?"
Gloria tore off her blindfold and stared into the loving eyes of her father!
"Oh, my God!" she gasped in excitement and sheer joy. "Daddy, it's you!"
She blushed furiously and shook her head with disbelief. She hugged him tightly, warmly, lovingly and sexily.
"Y-you don't hate me then?" he asked. "Hate you? Daddy, I love you! And," she added, reaching down and squeezing a gob of cum out of his cock-knob, "I love your cock, too."
"Great!" he exclaimed. Shooting her a lecherous look of passion, he winked. "Then let's go home, darling… okay?"
"You bet!" she replied as she rose from the couch, straightened out her French maid's uniform.
Gripping his hand in hers, she led him out the door.