Katherine rolled over and sat up, stunned. She knew exactly what Bennett had in mind and it frightened her. She hated dressing up like this for his depraved tastes, but she didn't want to parade around for someone else. And yet, he was going to make her put out for this Joe.
Bennett hung up and looked down at the girl on the floor, a smug expression on his face. "Joe's going to be here in a few minutes. Get dressed in the rest of the outfit." He motioned toward a box containing a variety of clothes.
"What do you want from me?" Katherine demanded. "I'm not your personal plaything. You can't toy with me. Push me too far and I'll quit!"
"Quit or be fired, it doesn't matter to me. But it you want to quit now, you walk out that door dressed exactly as you are. You wouldn't make it to the lobby before you were arrested. And then try to find another job in this town!"
She looked down at the skimpy clothing she wore. She knew the man was right. Wearing only the slinky stockings and the garter belt didn't make her fit for public viewing. Her bush was matted with sweat and cunt juices.
"Well?" he said. "Are you leaving or are you going to put on that outfit? I want you to model it just for us."
She silently rose and went to look in the box. She felt his eyes on her and shivered a little, the sweat beginning to cool on her smooth flesh. The girl fumbled out a couple of the garments and she stared at them in disbelief. They sold kinky things in the lingerie department, but nothing like these!
One blouse was cut so that her nipples would poke through, exposed and totally naked. One skirt had cut-outs in strategic places, if she wanted to have cock drilling into her front and rear. Other garments were hardly less revealing. She finally chose one blouse which was cut open all the way to the waist. Putting it on made her feel more naked than dressed. The sides of her tits bulged out and threatened to spill from the neckline. The girl ignored that and slipped into a short micro-miniskirt that had gone out of style ten years prior. It barely covered the flare of her ass. Still wearing the net stockings and the garter belt – no panties – she looked and felt like a two-bit hooker.
"Yeah, I like that a lot."
"So do I," said a voice from the doorway. "You sure as hell can pick 'em, Ron, old man." Katherine turned to see the tall, handsome man in the door. Under other circumstances, she could have gone for him in a big way. Not now. Not like this.
"Model for us," commanded Bennett. "Make sure we see everything we're supposed to."
Katherine began walking around the room, rolling her ass and posturing for the two leering men. She hated both of them, but there wasn't a damned thing she could do. If she refused them their little show, she would be out on her ass in an instant. Besides, she needed the money.
Bending forward, the girl exposed the sides of her tits to both men. Turning from one side to another made the mounds of titflesh sway seductively. She knew exactly the effect it had on the men. She could see Joe's prick slowly jerking erect under the expensive suit he wore. Bennett's cock was still limp and would probably stay that way for some time.
"Up on the desk," said Joe. "I want a good view of… everything."
She did as she was told. Standing with her legs spread apart, straining at the fabric of the ultra-short skirt, she presented an enticing picture to the man's lecherous gaze. He was staring directly up and under her skirt at her pussy.
She slowly stripped the tiny skirt off and draped it over Bennett's head, saying, "Like it better now?" There was a little sarcasm and hatred mixed into her tone, but a good deal of stark lust entered too. She hated the idea that she was beginning to get turned on by this modeling assignment. The girl was loving it!
"Yeah, love it to death," Joe said, his hands running up the inside of her leg. He stopped just short of her pussy, a tiny peck of come on his fingertips. "Hell, I don't take sloppy seconds from no man," he declared.
"Hell, Joe, you're too picky. She's got a tight one. Tightest cunt I ever fucked. But if you don't like the idea of my jizz being in there, I guess I'll just have to do something about that."
She watched in stark horror as Bennett stood and came over to her. His hands went around her body and cupped her asscheeks so that he could pull her closer. His mouth worked on the tender inside of her leg and worked up toward her snatch.
"Wh-what are you doing?" she demanded suspiciously. "I don't want to do this. Please!"
Joe laughed and Bennett began using his tongue to outline the threads in her stockings. His tongue played with the elastic band holding her stocking up and then his tongue was all aver her well-fucked pussy. She gasped and tried to back away. His hands held her still on the desk as she was, she didn't dare get too fancy. She might fall and hurt herself. His hands parted her ass cheecks and this made her move her legs further apart.
This was all the opening the man needed. His tongue flashed out, pink and quick. She shuddered and moaned softly as his rough, agile tongue worked along her cunt lips and finally parted them to dive into her cunt hole.
She might have screamed. The girl was never certain. The sensations ripping into her belly again made her weak and rubbery in the legs. She knelt down, her knees on Bennett's shoulders. This allowed him to tongue fuck her pussy until she was sobbing out loud.
"See what I mean, Joe?" Bennett called from his post at the girl's pussy. "She's a hot bitch and can't get enough."
"You want some real cock up that pussy of yours, girl?" Joe asked.
"Please, no, don't do this to me. It's so humiliating!" she cried.
"Bullshit, she loves it. She'd leave if she didn't. Tell the man how much you love the feel of cock reaming you out. Tell him!" Bennett punctuated his demand with a tongue slithering all over her cunt lips. He parted them and dove into the pink wetness underneath. Then he started a slow, methodical tongue fucking of her pussy.
"Yes," she whined, "Yes, I love it. Now leave me alone!"
"Hell if I will!" said Joe, leaping to the desk top. He jerked down his fly and let his cock snap out to rigid attention in front of his groin. He rapidly moved behind the girl and ran his hands around her waist. "I'm going to fuck that shit chute of yours while my good buddy down there continues to eat you out. This is going to be a fucking you're not going to forget any time soon."
She felt his thick cock press hotly between her meaty slabs of ass. He drove down until he came to the bottom of that humid canyon. Seeking out her anus, he probed around until she was crying openly. The effect of the mouth moving all over her pussy turned her on in a big way. And now this other man was going to cornhole her. She couldn't take all this! She'd go out of her mind for sure!
Joe's prick found the tightly clenched ring of muscle guarding her tightest passage. He pressed forward, trying to get into her rectum.
Her anal sphincter had other ideas. It clamped down tightly and refused entry. The heavy male invader refused to quit. His prick mounted more and more pressure until Katherine couldn't take it any more. In spite of everything being done to her, she managed to relax her ass just enough. His cock shot in, buried balls deep.
She screamed in agony. That heavy bludgeon of cock twisted and tore at her insides. Her guts churned as they tried to stretch and accommodate this monstrous cock.
"Shit!" Joe moaned out. "You were fucking right, man. This is more than I can take!"
"Shut up and fuck her silly. I'm having fun licking her pussy. Together, we ought to be able to get the frigid bitch off!"
"Frigid?" laughed Joe. "Not from where I stand. Her asshole is going to melt me down to slag! She's damned hot!"
"Stop, stop it!" she pleaded. "I don't want this at all. I hate it! You're both killing meeee!"
The girl's voice rang out, distant and alien to her ears. She hardly realized that she was the one saying those things. Her body was loving every second of this unique dual fucking. The tongue working all over her cunt lips and occasionally dipping into the seething well of her pussy made her come. When the man sucked her tiny clit into his mouth and used his tongue on the very tip, she came again. And again and again. She felt like, a human machine gun, firing at someone else's wish. That clit was the trigger and her insatiate lust as the ammunition that they used on her.
Even the huge girth of the fuck pole rammed up her back made the woman feel more excited than she thought she should have been. After all, this was almost rape. They were using her body for their own ends.
Then the teenager realized there wasn't a reason in the world that she couldn't enjoy what they wore doing to her. After all, the tongue working in and out of her juicy twat was thrilling. The probe and twist of it against her most sensitive tissues made her come fully alive. Even dressing as Bennett had ordered her made the girl feel a lot more sexy than normal.
She was standing with her legs spread wide, her legs clad in smooth, silky-material and held up by a garter belt that outlined her most obvious charms. The loose blouse she wore only barely hid her ample tits. She was damned sexy.
The girl already relaxed enough to take the man's prick all the way up her shit chute. It hurt like hell and she felt as if she were being filled to overflowing, but the heat spreading into her belly and up her spine made it worthwhile. She sighed and shoved her ass back a little.
"Yeah, baby, that's the way I like it," the man behind her said. "Help me fuck that sweet little ass of yours!"
She had to put her hands on the top of Bennett's head for support. There was no way she could hold herself up otherwise. Weak and feeling drained, yet excited, the girl let the men do whatever they wanted. And she enjoyed it. She enjoyed the feel of a tongue working all over her cunt. She enjoyed the steady fucking motion in and out of her ass. Most of all, she enjoyed fucking a woman at last.
"Okay, kid, you want cock coming fast and furious. You're gonna get it. You're gonna get more than you bargained for!"
"I doubt it," she sighed, feeling his prick begin the long retreat out of her butt. When he slammed back into her body, she shuddered, holding back her come. The girl wanted this to be a big one. Huge. She wanted it to rip the tap off her head. And it did.
The combined work of the cock reaming out her butt and the tongue working so sensuously on her blue-tinged, cunt-juice-drenched pussy lips did the trick. She moaned and cried and tried to ram her ass back onto the spike of cock impaling her.
And as she did, this pulled her pussy away from the tongue slithering into her seething cunt. The girl reversed her movements and found that she had to shove her twat down into Bennett's face for him to give her all the mouth love she wanted. This caused Joe's prick to slip from her asshole.
The girl couldn't get it both ways. Finally, she found a halfway spot where she got both tongue and cock. The tongue didn't work all the way up into her pussy like the berserk tornado it had been. Nor did the cock drill quite as deeply into her clinging hot rectum. But she was able to get the best out of both types of love.
"Shit, man, I don't fucking believe this," cried Bennett. "I can actually feel you fucking her. Though her guts, I can feel your Goddamn cock! This is really kinky!"
"Is that what the snake slithering around against my pecker was," Joe said. "I figured she had tapeworms or something. But it got to me. So keep doing it."
The lewd noises of the man butt fucking her made Katherine respond as much as anything else. Her tits were billowing up, filled with blood. She simply knew her nipples would explode with lust at any minute. She lifted one hand off Bennett's. He jumped off the desk and came around to watch. The sight that met his eyes was one which made his limp cock stir restlessly. He almost wished he could get another boner then and there. He'd show this chick what it meant to have a real cocksman fucking her!
Still, it was sort of kinky watching Bennett eat the girl's pussy. He seemed to be doing a good job. Not as good as Joe would have done, but not bad.
The girl still had her knees on the man's shoulders. His nose pressed firmly into her pussy mound and his tongue roamed along her cunt lips. When he found the deep hole of her cunt, he dipped into it again. She used her feathery touches on her clit to get off again.
Finally, Bennett had to pull away. He stood, pussy fluid coating his lips and running down his chin. The man smiled and said to Joe, "That's one hell of a tight pussy. You should have tried it. As tight as any asshole."
"You ought to know."
Joe turned and looked at Katherine. The girl had sunk to her knees on the desk. He walked over to her and peered down into her eyes, still glazed by sexual desire. Her tits heaved up and down in an enticingly direct manner and her cunt was spread wide open for any man with enough starch in his prick to make use of it.
He glanced down at his own cock. It still remained dead after the eager fucking of her butt. He enjoyed greeking a chick, especially one as sexy as this one. But it took a hell of a lot out of him. More so than fucking a cunt. He almost wished he hadn't been so squeamish about sloppy seconds. He could have shown her what a real stud could do, and then fucked her ass.
Katherine's eyes finally focused a little bit, and she realized that both men stared at her. She straightened and pulled the front of her blouse together in a chaste, prim movement. It hid nothing.
Getting off the desk, she picked up the miniskirt she had discarded before the butt fucking had started, and wrapped it around her. With great dignity, dignity she didn't feel inside, she said, "Excuse me. I probably have customers waiting out on the floor."
"Baby, you can sell what you got to me any time!" said Joe.
She walked out, not looking back at either him or Bennett. At the moment, she hated bath of them with an intensity that matched the terror of her fucking.