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Danny's Revenge By Jungle Jane It's not really very difficult to figure out how I got myself into this situation. As my mother used to say, it's all in the attitude, and mine has never been very good. As a kid, I was always the smallest boy in class. I topped out about 5'6", and somewhere around 110 lbs. To keep the other kids (including the girls) from picking on me, I got mean. I was ready to fight at any time, for any reason, or even no reason. After high school, I joined the Marines. I did pretty well, but ended getting kicked out because of my bad attitude. I tried marriage once, but that didn't last long either. For several years, I bounced around from one job to the next. After my foster mother died, I didn't have any family, I didn't really have many friends, and my piss poor attitude insured that none of that changed much. I finally managed to land a job as a prison guard at one of the new state prisons, and for the first time, my life started to come together some. Oh, I was still mean, but I always managed to stay just one step this side of doing anything to get myself fired. I took pride in the knowledge that I was one of the most hated guards on the hill. I believed that if those losers hated me, then I must have been doing something right. Danny Munoz, however, was a special case. Danny was a loser. Most of the people in prison were losers, but Danny was a special case. I had made it my mission in life to make his time as miserable as I could. I don't think that I ever referred to him by anything other than loser and fagot. The day before he left the prison, I arranged to have the biggest, meanest s.o.b. I could find to share his cell, and made sure that he knew that I had set it up. That particular incident kept me amused for almost a full week. It stopped being amusing, though, the day I ran into Danny out on the streets. On my way home from work one day, I stopped at a local adult bookstore, to pick up a new movie. When I got back out to my car, Danny was leaning against it. He was waiting for me. I didn't worry about it too much, as I was pretty sure I could kick his ass if I had to. When he saw me coming, he stood up and flipped his cigarette to the ground. "Well, well, well. If it isn't lil' po. I think we need to have a talk." "I don't think I have anything to say to you, so just get the hell out of the way." "Well, I got something to say to you, and you're gonna listen." The next thing I know, five big guys jumped out of the van parked next to my car. They grabbed me, shoved me into the van, and began to beat me, while Danny got in and drove the van off down the highway. I tried to pay attention, to which way we were going, but I soon passed out, and it's hard to pay attention to anything when five guys are doing their best to break every bone in your face anyway. When I came to, I hurt all over. I was also tied up in a rather awkward position over a coffee table and completely naked. It took a few moments to figure out what was going on. I remember thinking that if they were going to kill me, I wish they would just do it and get it over with. I guess I must have made some noise or something, because a few moments later, Danny and his friends walked into the room, and glared at me. Finally, Danny began to talk. "Well bitch, it's about time you decided to join the party. I've been looking forward to this day for a long time." Danny then walked over to where I was, and pulled down his jeans, sticking his large dick right in my face. I sort of flinched back away from it. There was no way I was going to do what I figured he wanted me to do. At that point, however, one of the other guys reached down behind me and grabbed my dick. He wasn't gentle about it, and it hurt like hell, but what really got my attention was the feel of a sharp knife against the base of my dick. "You see how it is," Danny told me, "you're gonna do what we want, or we're gonna castrate you, slowly." Again he stuck his dick in my face, and hesitantly, I opened my mouth and let him in. With a total lack of finesse, Danny shoved his entire dick in my mouth. I gagged at first, and almost threw up, but I soon began to adjust, and it wasn't too bad. Danny fucked my face for a few strokes, then said, "Come on bitch, suck it, or I'll cut your dick off myself." Reluctantly, I began to suck. For what seemed like hours, he fucked my mouth, and I sucked his cock, while the others were watching. Finally, his cock began to swell even more, and his hips began jerking. Soon I felt him pumping his cum down my throat. I was about to spit it out, when I felt increased pressure from the knife against my cock and heard a voice saying, "Swallow it all bitch." I swallowed Danny's cum, as he pulled his cock from my mouth. I had hoped without much confidence that that would be the end of it, but it was not to be. No sooner had Danny pulled his cock out of my mouth, than someone else took his place. This cock wasn't as big as Danny's, so it was a little easier to take when he shoved the entire thing in. Neither was he able to hold it as long. Soon I had swallowed another load, only to have that cock replaced by yet another. This time, though, the cock was enormous. At least ten inches long, and as thick as my fist, I almost wasn't able to get any of it in my mouth, let alone all of it. Not only was this guy hung like a horse, he had the endurance of one as well. He fucked my mouth for quite sometime, and it was during this that the next assault on my body took place. While my attention was focused on the dick in my mouth, I suddenly felt the head of a cock pressed up against my asshole. With his dick pressed against the rim of my hole, Danny leaned forward and said, "I'm gonna fuck your pussy-ass, bitch, and I'm gonna enjoy it." With that, he pushed forward and rammed his cock up my ass. Not only had I never had anything like that stuck up my ass before, but I was what you might call a tight ass. I thought it had hurt when the doctor stuck his finger up there, but that was nothing compared to the intense pain I felt as Danny forced his way inside, and began to stroke. I tried to scream, but my mouth was filled to capacity and I don't think any sound at all managed to escape my lips. About that point, the guy fucking my face slapped me and said, "Get back to sucking bitch." Slowly, the pain in my ass began to fade, and was replaced by an intense sort of pleasure. As I was fucked from two ends, I found myself beginning to enjoy myself, and began to push back and forth to meet the thrusts of my assaulters. My own cock was getting hard as I enjoyed the feelings of being fucked. When the guy fucking my face had unloaded a gallon of cum and withdrew, I eagerly accepted the next cock that was thrust in my face. Soon I felt Danny's hips begin to jerk as he shot another huge load into my ass. The sensations of having all that hot seamen explode in me was more than I could take, and I experienced the most intense orgasm I had ever felt in my life. On the edge of my consciousness, I heard someone say, "Check her out Danny, the bitch is getting into it. I guess she likes to get fucked." "Yeah," Danny said, "I told you that the little bitch just needed a good fucking." With that, Danny pulled his cock from my ass. Despite myself, I found that I wanted someone to take his place, and I wasn't disappointed. I don't know how long we went on like that, with them taking turns fucking me from two directions, but I took in a lot of cum. I also shot a few loads myself. Eventually, they grew tired and decided to take a break. The six of them left the room, with me still tied up over the table. My jaw and ass hurt, but I was feeling strangely content. I decided that if and when they let me go, I was going to get some more cock. With that thought in my head, I fell asleep. *** I don't know how long I slept, but it couldn't have been for very long. Danny woke me up as he was putting something around my neck. "This is just a little insurance policy," he told me, "to make sure that you do as your told." Roughly, he began to untie the ropes that had bound me to the table. "That collar that I just put on your neck is sort of like an electronic dog collar. If you try to go beyond a certain perimeter, you're gonna get one hell of a shock, zing. There are a couple of added features, though. For one, the only way to remove it is with a key that only I have. If you try to remove it without the key, zing. The other is that it also has a remote. So, if you should do anything me or one of the other guys don't like, Zing. And this is just to make sure you understand what I'm talking about, and don't think I'm bluffing." With that, he pressed one of the buttons on the remote he had pulled out of his pocket. The shock I got from that was horrible. It only lasted for a split second, but that was more than enough. If I had been standing up when he pressed that button, I would have gone head first into something. As it was, though, I was still on my knees bent over the table and I just collapsed on it. It took longer to recover from the shock than the shock had actually lasted. There was no doubt that Danny had complete control of me right then. Between the shock, and the cramps in my legs from being bound to the table for several hours at least, I had some difficulty getting up. Danny wordlessly, and almost gently, helped me up, which was far more than I had ever done for him. When I got to my feet, my rear end felt weird, sort of sore, sort of empty. It evidently affected the way I was walking, because Danny sort of laughed, and said, "Don't worry, you'll get used to that eventually." Without another word, he took me by the arm and led me toward the back of the house. Just behind the kitchen, where I saw a couple of the guys that had had such a good time with me, he led me to a small bedroom. There had obviously been no attempt to decorate the place. It held only a twin bed, a dresser, and a hard wood chair. There was also what appeared to be a closet door in one corner, and two small windows, both of which had been barred. Apparently this was going to be where I stayed. Danny left me by the door, and walked over and sat on the bed. "I think we need to set you straight on the ground rules around here, bitch. First of all, you might as well get used to the fact that you're going to be staying with us for a while. You're going to be our playmate until we get sick of you, at which time we'll probably sell you to some porno producer. Secondly, be sure you understand that we are not your friends, we are not your lovers, and we certainly are not your sweethearts. We are your masters, and you are nothing but our bitch. Your entire purpose in life, from now on is to serve us. You will cook, you will clean, you will suck cock, and you will spread your ass cheeks for us on demand. Finally, if you're going to be our bitch, you might as well look like one." With that, Danny stood up and walked over to the dresser. He pulled open the top drawer to reveal a large assortment of ladies panties and bras. "I had no way of knowing what size you wear, so there are several different sizes. There shouldn't be any problem finding one that fits." I looked through the drawer and pulled out several pairs of panties of different sizes. So far today, I had done many things that were new to me, but this was not one of them. When I was young, my mom used to dress me up in girl clothes as often as not. As I grew older, she did this less often but never really stopped until she died. After being placed in foster care, since I had no other family, I continued to dress in girl's clothes on my own in secret. I was finally caught when I was seventeen by a foster mom who had no tolerance for deviants or perverts. The beating I received from her convinced me that I should not do that. Although I had pretty much forgotten about those times, those memories came flooding back to me now. Just holding them in my hand, I could remember the magic feel of silk, satin, and lace panties, and also the raging hard-ons I got whenever I wore them. As I bent over to pull on a pair of pink satin bikinis I felt the same heat in my groin, the same magic was still at work. I tried to pull them up quickly to hide the swelling in my dick, but I wasn't quite fast enough. "I see you like your new panties. That's good, it'll make things easier for you." Although they were a bit tight, they weren't too bad, and there was no way I was going to change them right then. I soon found a bra that matched the panties, that seemed to be about the right size, and struggled to put it on. Then Danny handed me a pair of breast forms. It wasn't too hard to figure out what they were for. "Not bad. Now, go find you a dress to put on bitch." I walked over and opened the closet. It was filled with ladies clothes, each one skimpier and sluttier than the other. I pulled out several dresses and held them up against me, to see which would most likely fit. None of them were going to hide very much. I finally picked one that came down almost all the way over my panties, was very snug in the waist, and had a plunging neckline. It was also a very pretty solid teal, which is my favorite color. I pulled it over my head, and Danny wordlessly zipped up the back for me. When I was dressed, Danny spun me around a couple times to check me out. "Not bad to start with," he said, "I think, once we get the hair fixed and teach you how to do the make-up, you should pass for a lady real easy." He sat back down on the bed. "For right now, though, you can start by giving me a blowjob." Although I had learned earlier that I did like getting cock, I still wasn't real happy with the situation, and Danny was anything but my favorite person. I hesitated, not real sure what to do, and Danny pulled his remote from his pocket. That was all the encouragement I needed. I sank down to my knees in front of where he was sitting, and waited. "Come on bitch, get it out and get started. You don't expect me to do anything to help you, do you?" I reached up unbuttoned his jeans, and pulled out his cock, which was about half erect. As I put the head in my mouth and began to suck, I could feel it stiffen and grow until it reached full size. Danny put his hand on the back of my head, and pushed it all the way down, until it was entirely in my mouth, and his balls were up against my chin. I found it much easier to accept his full length this time. I pumped my head furiously up and down on his shaft, deciding that if I was going to do this, I might as well do it right. Occasionally I would pause when I got to the bottom, and reach out with my tongue to lick his nuts. It seemed that he enjoyed this, because in almost no time, I felt his hips stiffen, and his cock swelled even more. I braced myself to receive his load. He came like an explosion in my mouth. When I had taken on him and his friends earlier, I had been too distracted to appreciate the flavor of all the cum I had swallowed. This time, however, I could clearly taste the salty cum, and decided that I liked the flavor. I continued to suck on his cock until I had milked every last drop from him, then pulled back until his now flaccid dick fell out of my mouth with a pop. With that, Danny stood, put his dick back in his jeans, and walked out the door without another word. After he left, I stood up and decided to get out of the dress. I was just reaching for the zipper when the door opened again, and one of the others came in carrying a brown case in his hands. "Okay bitch, it's time we started on your hair and make-up. Go ahead and take the dress off and have a seat in that chair." I took the dress off and was preparing to take off the bra when he said, "Just the dress you ignorant cunt. I ain't lettin' you off." I sat down in the chair, and put my hands in my lap. He walked over to me, sat the case he was carrying on the dresser, and grabbed me by the chin, moving my head from side to side. "You can call me Master Charlie," he told me, "and I'm here to teach you how to put your make-up on and do your hair. It would be in your best interest to learn quickly, 'cause I don't have the time to mess with you to much." For the next hour, Master Charlie combed, curled, and trimmed my hair, and began m instructions on how to put on the make-up. Foundation, blush, eye shadow, eyeliner, mascara, lipstick, the whole works. Once again, he grabbed me by the chin and moved my face from side to side. "Damn, that's about the finest job I've done is quite some time." He then held up a mirror for me to see, and I had to admit, I did look pretty good. It would have been hard to convince anyone at that point that I was anything but a woman, and not a bad looking one for my age either. Charlie then put the mirror back into the case, and pulled out his dick. It turned out that master Charlie was the guy with the really big cock. By this time, I knew damn well what I was supposed to do, as well as what would happen if I didn't. Without any hesitation, I reached for his cock and began to rub it. I had never before appreciated the beauty of a man's cock before. I was amazed by the purple head and the sculptured veins running up the sides. When I leaned over and took it in my mouth and began to suck, Charlie let out a moan of pleasure, which gave me a sense of satisfaction. I was beginning to enjoy myself, when he pulled out. I felt almost rejected until he made me stand up and lean over the chair, at which point he pulled my panties down and placed the head of his cock against my ass-hole. I was surprised to discover how badly I had been wanting this. Silently and forcefully, he began to push his way in. Although my ass was still a little tender from being gang raped, the feel of Charlie's huge cock penetrating me was pure heaven. When he had completely buried his rod in me, I felt so complete. As he began to fuck me, I began to rock my hips back and forth to meet his thrusts, and flexing my anal muscles to milk his cock. I came almost immediately, but instead of going limp, my cock continued to swell as I reveled in the sensations I was receiving. Despite myself, I heard my voice pleading for him to fuck me even harder. I think they were the first words I had said since being here. Charlie happily obliged me, slamming his cock into me harder and harder until I felt his cock erupt, spewing what felt like gallons of cum in my ass, which resulted in me cuming again, even harder than the first time. Like Danny before him, Charlie put his dick back in his pants, and silently left the room when he was finished, leaving the makeup case behind. I pulled my panties up, and sat down on the bed. There wasn't much time to ponder on my situation before the door opened yet again, and a third man walked in with a glass of water and a handful of pills. This guy was huge, about 6' 6" and at least 250lbs, all muscle. He had forearms as big as most people's legs, legs like tree stumps and a chest the size of a small battleship. "Stand up bitch," he growled as he placed the water and the pills on the dresser, "Turn around so that I can look at you." I did as I was told while he stood there and nodded. "My name is Master Rob, and I'm going to be your personal trainer. Whenever you are not busy with your duties, you will spend your time on personal training, mostly aerobic, to insure that you get fit and stay that way. You don't look bad, but we're going to focus on getting rid of that small pooch in your belly. You also have a bit too much bulk, we want to emphasize slim and toned so that you look more like the bitch you are." He picked up the pills he was carrying, "These are your vitamins which will help you with that, as you won't be getting a lot to eat. You will be on a very strict diet to ensure that you remain fit." He handed me the glass of water, and held out the plate of pills. I grabbed the pills and swallowed them a couple at a time and washed them down with water. When I had taken all the pills, finished the water, and placed the glass on the dresser, Rob grabbed me by the shoulders and pushed me down on the bed, so that my face was even with his crotch. By this time, I knew very well what was expected of me. It also seemed that, with each cock that I took on, I looked forward to the next one that much more, and resented my situation that much less. I reached up, undid the front of his jeans, and pulled out his cock. Rob wasn't as big as Charlie in this area, but he didn't miss it by much. I started by running my tongue along the length of his cock, savoring both the taste and the aroma of his manhood. I had one hand around his shaft, stroking him slowly, and the other rubbing his nuts. I was really getting into it. I then moved to lick his balls, then to take them in my mouth, one at a time, to suck on them. The grunts and groans emerging from Rob's lips indicated that he was enjoying this, but then he suddenly grabbed my head and pulled it away from his nuts. He then placed his dick up to my lips and quickly and forcefully shoved it in my mouth. He held my head still while he madly fucked my face. I tried to suck, but it was difficult to do with the pace that he was setting. That didn't seem to matter much to Rob though. This was his show, and I was just there to ensure that he had a place to shoot his load. After a while, he suddenly pulled his cock from my mouth, and forcefully pushed me back, and turned me over. He then pulled my panties to one side, and rammed his cock in my ass. I came in my panties almost immediately. Rob slammed his cock into my ass again and again. It was the most brutal fucking I had had yet, and I was enjoying it. It didn't last very long, as his hips soon began to jerk. Instead of unloading in my ass, however, he pulled out, flipped me over, and began to jack off, so that when he came, his load splattered all over my face and my open, and eager mouth. I couldn't help myself. I caught as much as I could with my mouth, then licked what I could reach with my tongue from my face. Rob nearly collapsed on top of me, but caught himself and straightened up, pulling up, and fastening his jeans. "Okay bitch," he said, indicating the dresser, "get yourself a nightie, and let's go get you cleaned up." In the bottom drawer of the dresser, I found a virtual treasure chest of sexy lingerie. There was everything in there from baby dolls and teddies to things I couldn't name. It looked almost as if they had cleaned out a Victoria's Secret store. I found a baby doll nightie that looked as though it might fit, and then followed Rob out the door. On my way out, I glanced out the window, and was startled to see that it was dark. This time of year, the sun doesn't set until nearly ten, so I knew that it was late. I still didn't have a clue how long I had been here, but since it was late evening when I was abducted, it must have been at least twenty four hours. I followed Rob through the kitchen into the living room, where Danny and Charlie were drinking a beer, watching the baseball game. He told me to wait, and went over to where they were sitting, and the three of them talked in low voices for several minutes, before Rob came back to lead me upstairs to the bathroom. I was finally allowed to pee, which hadn't been a problem until I had drunk the water. I then stripped, and got the shower ready. "Danny assures me," Rob said, "that your collar is water- proof, so you don't have to worry about that. Just get in, and get washed up." I did as I was told. It felt really good to get washed up, particularly getting all that dried up cum off of me. I was about ready to get out, when Rob handed me a bottle of Nair, and instructed me to use it all over, including my face, except the top of my head. I diverted the water and rubbed it all over. It burnt like hell on my face, but that was nothing compared to the intense discomfort it created on my balls. When I finally rinsed it off, I felt better, but was still a bit uncomfortable. I have to admit, however, that I liked the way I looked without all of the hair. The feel of the silk and lace baby doll, as I pulled it on over my smooth skin was even more electric than ever before as well. After my shower, I followed Rob back downstairs to my room. On the way back through the living room, I couldn't help but look at the coffee table, where I had first been violated, and which now served as a footstool for Danny and Charlie. I also kept looking around for the other three guys who had participated in my rape, but they were nowhere to be seen. When we got back to the room, Rob told me to get some sleep, as my day was going to start very early in the morning. "Oh, and the other guys that helped bring you here don't live here with us, in case they were what you've been looking for. Don't worry though, they'll be by from time to time to take part of what you have to offer." I was terribly embarrassed that Rob had evidently read my mind, and quickly climbed into bed to hide the blush on my cheeks. Rob then turned out the light, and left me alone. As I lay there, truly alone for the first time since I had run into Danny, I thought about what had happened to me, and the situation I now found myself in. I wondered what they were doing to me, and what they were going to do to me. I knew very well what they had done to me. How was it that I could be so turned on so much by what they were doing to me? What was wrong with me that I enjoyed dressing like a woman so much, and enjoyed getting fucked like one even more. I was so scared and confused that I began to cry, and cried myself to sleep. *** I woke up the next morning to find Charlie's cock in my face. There was no thought to it, I simply opened my mouth and took him in. In the back of my mind, I found myself thinking that I really liked waking up that way. The rest of my mind, however, was focused on giving Charlie the best blowjob I could. I felt a sense of satisfaction in knowing that I was able to deep throat Charlie's enormous cock so easily. Charlie's endurance hadn't slipped any either. I sucked on his cock what must have been close to an hour, but seemed like only a few minutes, before his hips began to buck, and he shot a huge load down my throat. After I had milked him for every last drop of cum I could get, I reluctantly let his now flaccid member slip from my mouth. Charlie put his cock back in his pants. "Okay bitch, go get you a cup of coffee, and let's get started on your make-up." I went out to the kitchen and poured me a cup of coffee, and returned to my room to find that Charlie had set up a mirror on top of the dresser, and positioned the chair in front of it. "All right, bitch, I'm going to tell you what to do, but this time you're going to do it. It's the only way you're going to learn." For the next hour and a half, Charlie gave me step-by-step instructions on how to apply my make-up to best effect, and styled my hair just right. When we were done, I looked in the mirror and decided that I liked the result. In fact, I looked more like a women than my ex-wife did, and I was a hell of a lot prettier. After we had finished with my make-up, Charlie fucked me in the ass, then made suggestions about what I should wear for the day. I followed his suggestion, and put on a flowered wrap around skirt and a shear white top that closed only with a tie that came together just below what would have been my bust line if I had one. He then told me that what I was allowed for breakfast, and that I should get started on breakfast for the other two, as they would be up in about thirty minutes or so. He then left for work downtown, where he owned and operated a rather exclusive salon. When they woke up, both Danny and Rob demanded blowjobs while they ate, then Rob left for work while Danny fucked me. I spent most of the rest of the day cleaning the house, with occasional fuck breaks. I had dinner ready when Rob got home, and after he ate and fucked me, he put me through a vigorous aerobic workout, which left me winded and sore, and gave me my vitamins for the day. Later that evening, two of the other guys that had abducted me came by to watch the game, and Charlie came in just a few minutes later. Just after the game started, Danny yelled for me. When I entered the living room, the five of them were sitting down, all with their pants down. Danny pointed at one of the newcomers, and told me to get started. I didn't have to ask what he wanted me to get started on. I walked over to where he was sitting in the recliner, and kneeled down in front of him. He didn't bother to introduce himself, he simply grabbed my head, and forced my open mouth down on his cock. It didn't last long. He was evidently in a hurry, and was just using my mouth as a way to jack off. He soon shot a load, then pushed me away, making me land on my ass, and my skirt to ride upward, revealing my pink silk panties. "I might fuck you later if you really want me to, or even if you don't," he told me, "but right now you got others waiting for your services." I picked myself up off the ground, and walked over to where the other new comer was sitting. Although he didn't bother to introduce himself either, I did know this guy, though I couldn't remember his name. He had recently been paroled from the prison as well. When I kneeled down in front of where he was sitting on the couch, he also grabbed my head and pulled it down to his crotch. From there, though, he was more than willing to let me do it at my own pace. It took quite a bit longer to bring this guy off, and when he came, he did so in long drawn out spurts, shooting one enormous load after the other down my throat. I then went on to service Danny, Charlie, and Rob. Danny seemed almost gentle, Charlie seemed almost disinterested, and Rob was even more forceful than the first guy. Then I got to go back and start all over again. For the rest of the evening, I gave the five of them serial blowjobs. I think I took in more protein by way of seamen in just a couple of hours than I had by way of red meat for a couple of months. No one said another word to me until the game was over, and I was told to go get a nightie and get cleaned up. I never did get fucked. *** That was pretty much how life went for me over the next year and a half or so. Every morning I would wake up to a cock in my face. I would then spend the rest of the day cooking, cleaning, exercising, sucking, and fucking. The only breaks in the routine would be when the sixth guy would show up with his video camera, and I would get to star in a porn flick. It also became obvious pretty quickly that at least some of the vitamins that I was given every day contained estrogen, and other female hormones, as my voice began to rise, and my breasts began to swell until I no longer needed the breast forms. They only thing left of the man I used to be was the now shriveled, and practically useless cock that still spoiled the otherwise smooth surface of my panties. I had pretty much given up any hope of getting away from there, and had actually begun to enjoy myself, when the police burst through the door, and broke up the party. Danny and the others are now sitting in prison again, and me, well I've taken to walking the streets for a living. I suppose that I really am a little too old to be a hooker, but a girl's got to get her cock doesn't she?