A Road Trip With Sheila
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The Sexhibition of Sheila Part I
Sheila was a sexy bitch and she knew it. So did every guy who saw her. Sure,she had a few kids and was in her mid thirties. But a lot of exercise kepther in tiptop shape. At 5'11", she had long shapely legs, a firm ass,and a set of good-sized tits. Blue eyes, auburn hair and an Irish peaches and cream complexion marked her as a woman still worthy to fuck.
And Randy planned to do just that - fuck her good - in more ways than one.Since she turned him down years ago in high school when she was even then aripe piece of ass, Randy had burned with rage and lust at the desire to dominate,humiliate and fuck this proud bitch. And now he had his chance. Having a businessas a loan shark helped make the right connections for his plan.
Randy had arranged to have one of Sheila's children kidnapped from school.Taken by a couple of masked men who owed him a favor and large unpaid loans,the kid was taken to a hide-out outside town. He had her tape, a phone messageto her mother saying she was in good shape, but wouldn't be returned untilMr. "Jones" was ready to release her.
Randy then dialed Sheila's home phone from his portable one. When Sheilaanswered, he introduced himself as a Mr. Jones and then played the tape. Sheila'sblood ran cold. Randy explained that the return of her child, in one piece,depended solely on her absolute cooperation. He told her if he so much as suspectedshe told of their conversation and demands to ANYONE else, he would kill thekid. Sheila said "How much money do you want? I'll get whatever you want;I just want my baby back safely." Randy responded "I don't want anymoney Sheila. I want you - ALL OF YOU. And I want you MY way. First, I wantyou to put on a bikini I am sending you in the mail, together with a pair ofyour highest heels. I will call you after you receive the bikini." Thenhe hung up.
Three days later, Sheila received a package though the mail. It containeda scandalously brief light blue thong bikini. No sooner had she opened thepackage than the phone rang. Picking it up, the caller identified himself as "Mr.Jones". He told Sheila she was to put on the bikini and the heels, andtake NOTHING with her - not even her purse - except for several lipstick containers.She was then to drive herself to an intersection the next day in Camden, NewJersey and wait at the public phone booth there. She was to be at the boothat 1:00 P.M. and await his call. Since it was a warm late July, he told hershe should be warm enough.
Later that morning, a red-faced Sheila, provocatively dressed in her revealingblue bikini and heels, got into her car and drove to the intersection. It wasin a rough part of the black section of town, lined with bars, porno shopsand adult theaters. Nervously, she left her car and proceeded to the phonebooth. The booth was right in front of a Go-Go bar with a flashing neon imageof a nude white woman with red hair in front of the bar. As she waited anxiouslyin the booth, numerous young black males passed her, taking time to brazenlyogle the scantily clad redhead in the phone booth.
Her anxiety grew as the number of young men steadily increased and she madea vain attempt to conceal her wide white ass cheeks, bulging bra cups (Randyhad deliberately sent a bikini one size two small) and prominent nipples, rapidlyerecting from their lewd stares and jokes (Randy thoughtfully had removed thebra cup liners.) As she squirmed uncomfortably, the scandalously thin thongkept creeping up her ass crack.
Finally the phone rang. She nervously picked it up. Mr. Jones identifiedhimself and told her he was watching her every move from a distance and shehad better follow each of his commands precisely if she wished to see her childagain. He instructed her to go to another phone booth, two blocks away. Hetold her she had only two minutes to get there, and she had better hurry, thenhung up.
The terrified woman quickly opened the door, and pushed past the leeringcrowd. "Hey sweetie, where are you going in such a rush?" "Comeon honey, stick around awhile" and other more suggestive hoots and catcallsfollowed her as she ran quickly down the street. Her high heels added to theobscene spectacle by causing her bulging tits to wobble and her ass cheeksto jiggle lewdly. Her well-muscled calves tensed in her high heels as she ran...
Gasping and panting, her snuggly enclosed tits heaving, she reached the phonebooth just as the phone rang, and then closed the door quickly behind her.The voice on the other end spoke, thick with lust, "Well Sheila, it lookslike you have acquired quite a crowd of admirers!! Next time you're going tohave to run a little faster though. I love to watch your boobies flopping upand down - and I KNOW THEY do too." At this point, Sheila noticed thata thick knot of young black men had gathered around the booth to watch herhungrily. Apparently the ones who were watching her before had picked up somefriends and they all followed her. Her attempts to hunch over and conceal hertits only exposed her tight ass cheeks to the crowd.
"Now Sheila," the voice continued suggestively, "I want youto take out the lipstick, and write a message for me on the glass of EACH sideof the phone booth - the message should be large enough for me to see, as Iam in a building some distance away. The message should read 'Follow me fora REAL good time' - put the 'REAL' in caps and UNDERLINE it.". Mr. Jonessaid he would call her in a few minutes again after she had finished.
Nervously, Sheila wrote the message as the hungry black faces staring backat her body began to snigger and giggle. Excitedly, they pointed at the messagesshe was writing. Sheila began to get a sick feeling in her stomach.
Randy, continuing to pose as Mr. Jones, called about five long minutes aftershe finished the message. He told her to put her hands behind her head, lookout at the crowd and wiggle her hips and tits. She was to do this 25 timesin each direction, and leave the phone hanging while she did so. Red-faced,Sheila, followed his directions as the crowd of young black men stared at herwiggling hips and tits hungrily. She nervously noticed that each of them wassporting a bulging erection. Randy's cock hardened as he watched Sheila's obsceneshow and the obvious reactions of her horny young audience. As soon as shefinished she picked up the phone. Mr. Jones said "Very good Sheila, youlook like quite a slut. You must have spent a lifetime practicing for thisrole. Now, I want you to run to the next phone booth, which is two blocks tothe right and one block to the left. You have exactly two minutes."
A very frightened and nervous Sheila ran from the phone booth, pursued bythe group of ogling, catcalling young black men. No matter how fast she ran,she couldn't get out from he middle of the crowd of unwelcome viewers and harassers.Despite the fact that her obvious titty-hard-ons were made more visible bythe tight bra, she was thankful it was a size too small as it kept her bulging,flopping udders from popping out as she ran.
As soon as she reached the phone both, the phone rang again. Mr. Jones saidto her when she breathlessly picked the phone up "Very good Sheila. NowI want you to step out of the phone booth, ask one of the young gentlemen toget on the phone with me, and wait patiently outside with your hands behindyour head, and your mouth open and legs apart. REMEMBER I'm watching your EVERYMOVE."
Nervously and apprehensively, Sheila did as she was told. She asked one ofthe nearest young black men to get on the phone, then stood outside the boothas directed. The crowd closed around her and they looked her over closely whilemaking lewd gestures which became more and more emphatic as time progressed.The seconds seemed like minutes and the minutes like hours to Sheila as thegrowing crowd of aroused young black men stared and made obscene gestures andoffers.
As soon as Jake, the black man, got on the phone, Randy told him to closethe phone booth door. "Having fun?" he asked Jake. "Yeah, man,this sweet bitch is some sight". "Want to see more?" Randy asked. "Sureman", Jake said, "my dick is hard enough already!!" "Good" saidRandy. "I'm going to get this stupid cunt to run to the next both. I'mgoing to tell her she has to make a collect call from that phone. She has nochange with her. I'll tell her to ask one of you guys for the change. Makesure nobody gives her anything unless she turns over her bra!" "Yeahman", said Jake. "Now send that silly piece of ass back in here tome" Randy said.
As soon as Randy had Sheila back on the phone, he told her to run to yetANOTHER phone booth, and wait. Again, the tired and increasingly apprehensiveSheila ran to the next booth. She noticed the neighborhood kept getting moreand more abandoned and decayed, and the crowd following her became larger andmore boisterous.
As soon as she answered the phone call, Randy told her, "Sheila, thisis VERY important. You are to call this phone number - he gave her a number- in three minutes. I'll be waiting for your call. If I don't hear from youby then, I'll assume you really don't want your kid anymore" "ButI haven't any change" she cried. "Ask one of the guys outside, slut." Randysaid, "It's not MY problem", as he hung up.
Frightened and rushed, Sheila opened the phone booth door and asked for somechange. Jake, sniggering while he exchanged knowing glances with the others,said, "Sure, lady, but I want your bra in return." "Lookingmore red-faced than ever, a frightened Sheila stripped off her bra to loudwhistles and hoots and handed it to Jake who grinned evilly as he held outtwo quarters. When Sheila reached for them, he held them high above her head(he was over six feet tall) and said "Jump for them"
Sheila's face was now as red as a tomato. She had been vainly covering herhardening pale pink nipples with her hands, an effort successfully thwartedby the young black man when she was forced to jump for the quarters. "Lookat those fucking tits" "Man I'd love to suck those" "Heylady, you look like a regular milk cow" , "Ever work in a dairy,SLUT?" and other lewd comments embarrassed Sheila as she scampered nervouslyback into the phone booth. As soon as she dialed the number, Mr. Jones said "Sheila,you know what comes next. I want you to put your hands behind your head, putyour tits out, and wiggle your body while you face all the windows. Hang upthe phone. Don't stop until I call you back." Abruptly he hung up.
About five long minutes later, the exhausted and humiliated Sheila was stoppedby a ringing phone. "Sheila, go outside the phone booth, stand with yourhands behind your head, facing out, and send Jake back in." said Randylustily. A very humiliated and red-faced mature redhead stepped out and exposedher tits to the leering crowd as Jake took up the phone. "Jake," saidRandy, "the bikini bottoms are scheduled for the next phone booth, alongwith a bare bottom spanking later by all. Are you game?" "Yeah man" saidJake. "O.K. Send the cunt back in", Randy said.
A totally humiliated Sheila managed to shove her way past the crowd intothe phone booth. "Sheila" said the voice on the other end of theline thickly, "still having fun with your friends?" "When willthis be over?" she inquired nervously. "As soon as I say so bitch!" snarledRandy. "Now there is another booth two blocks down, and a block to theleft. BE there in a couple of minutes!" With that he hung up.
Sheila, covering her bobbing tits as best she could, ran to the next booth,followed by an increasing boisterous crowd. As soon as she arrived there panting,the phone rang. When she picked it up, the caller identified himself as Mr.Jones. "Now Sheila, write this phone number down with your lipstick." hesaid, as he gave her another number. "And don't ask me for change - youhave three minutes"
Sheila looked out at the crowd and again asked for some change. Jake, whohad assumed the role of spokesman said "Sure Lady. But we want your pantiesfirst!" The red-faced housewife pulled down her panties and held themout the door of the booth, vainly attempting to cover herself. Jake steppedback and said "Come and get it bitch!! Show us your ass, we know you wantto!!" Sheila was shamefacedly forced to run out of the booth, hand himthe panties and run back in with the change. Quickly, she dialed the number. "Alust filled voice on the end of the line said "A little slow there, Sheila.Don't let it happen again, or you'll make me angry.
Now, go outside the booth, put your hands behind your head, and wait forJake to call you. Now send Jake back in." "Pleaaassee," whimperedSheila. "DO it Bitch!" Randy yelled.
The crowd parted as Sheila left the booth. The crowd of black, lust filledfaces drew closer, as Sheila asked Jake to go back in. Leering at her nudebody, evilly, Jake went back in. Sheila's rapidly blushing freckled tits andreddish brown cunt bush was exposed to the lewd comments and brazen staresof the randy young males.
"Hi Jake, do you like BONDAGE?" said Randy with emphasis on "bondage".Jake sniggered. Randy then spoke to Jake "At the corner of the next streetis an abandoned factory. The whole front of the building is open. At the backof the open workshop is a door. It's unlocked. An open hallway is on the otherside. There are three bags in the hallway, a small blue one and two large brownones."
"I'm going to have Sheila run there and open the blue one,"he continued. "Ithas a cell phone in it with a phone number. As soon as she calls that number,I'll be there. Make sure your friends all fit in the hall. The other two bagshave some "toys" you will able to use on Sheila. O.K.?" "Ican hardly wait" said Jake, rubbing his lips and his crotch. "Nowgo outside, tell Sheila to turn around and face the phone booth, and wiggleher ass, keeping her hands on top of her head. Tell her to keep it up whileyou count to fifty, then have her come back in here and pick up the phone again."
Jake went outside and gave the humiliated housewife her directions. Jakeslowly counted to fifty while the crowd ogled her gyrating body, hooting andmaking lewd gestures. Randy, sitting in a window a few hundred feet away, watchedas the woman twisted obscenely back and forth, shaking her full ass cheeksand medium sized tits. He noticed her nipples were erect with embarrassmentand her eyes red with shame. He also noticed the large erections visible throughthe pants of the viewers. At this point Randy had a raging hard-on himself,and Sheila's humiliation and shame added to his arousal and to his determinationto break this proud bitch.
Eventually, after many pauses to discuss Sheila's tits, cunt, ass and long,full, shapely legs with his friends, Jake reached fifty, and the exhaustedredhead dropped her hands to her tits and ran into the phone booth.
Randy spoke to her. He gave her the instructions he had given Jake, thenabruptly hung up. The terrified woman ran out of the booth and down the streetinto the building. But with her heels on, she was no match for the large crowdof black youths, some only fifteen or sixteen, who followed her close behind.
They all crowded into the hallway while Sheila opened the blue bag and calledthe phone number written on the paper. Randy answered the phone and told hershe was to do exactly as Jake commanded her. Jake was in total control, Randyhissed, and if she didn't obey him, he was instructed to call Mr. Jones back,and her kid's head would be mailed to her address the next day.
As soon as Jake got on the phone, Randy spoke to him. "Jake, in oneof the two bags, the one with an "A" on it, is a set of wrist cuffsand a bondage sleeve for the arms. There is also a rubber dildo gag. Tie Sheila'swrists behind her back, and put on the bondage sleeve. The tighter you pullit, the more her tits will stick out. Then gag her and pick up the phone. Thereis a picture of the bondage sleeve to show how to use it." "I knowhow to use it" Jake chortled, "I read bondage magazines." "Excellent" saidRandy.
Jake went outside, opened the bag and approached Sheila, who was standingnervously with her hands in front of her tits, as the crowd whistled and clappedwhen they saw he bondage equipment. "Don't hurt me" Sheila whimpered. "Justfollow my orders" Jake snarled. He had her turn around and he fastenedher wrists behind her with the wrist cuffs. Then he put on the bondage sleeveand pulled the belts as tightly as he could, making Sheila squeal involuntarily,as it pulled her elbows and shoulders back, thrusting her nude, freckled, pink-nippledtits obscenely forward. The he stuck the dildo gag in her mouth. Finally, revelingin his new found status and power, Jake held the shivering, nude bound womanby her arms and turned her around to display her quivering tits and milk-whitearse to the lustful stares and lewd remarks of the large gang of young blackmen, who were getting more aroused and rowdier by the minute.
Jake looked at the crowd and saw a very muscular young black man, who waseasily twenty years younger than the nude bound redhead. This young man wasin the forefront of the group, frequently making statements about the "mother-fuckingwhite slut," and how he'd like to feed her some black meat. The stateof his arousal was obvious by the huge tent in the front of his shorts.
"Hey, Rashid, come here." Jake called. As the aroused youth approached,Jake told him "Hold this bitch while I get back on the phone. Don't lether get away, now." he finished with a leer.
As Jake walked back to the phone, he smugly noticed that Rashid was takingadvantage of the opportunity to squeeze Sheila's tits, pinch her ass and fingerher cunt. He pushed her around on her high heels to let all of his friendsto cop a feel. Randy, watching the show from a distance, became more arousedthan he ever believed he could be, knowing soon this proud bitch would soonbe totally humiliated.
When Jake picked up the phone, Randy said "I think you are really gettingthe hang of this!" "Damn Right, brother" said Rashid.
"Do you know what a 'slut-strap' is?" asked Randy. "No" saidJake, "should I?" "You'll like this." Randy said. "Itis a belt that goes around the bitch's waist. In the front is a long narrowleather strap. All along the inside is a row of hard rubber, dull-pointed studs.You pass the strap through the bitch's cunt lips and over her clit, pass itthrough her ass cheeks, run it through a loop in the back of the belt and thenfasten it around the belt in the bondage sleeve that goes around her elbows.Then you pull - HARD - and fasten it. There is one in the other bag, alongwith a few riding crops. You will find the slut strap, properly applied, haswondrous effects on a bound bitch, especially if she is walking."
"Damn" said Jake. "You might need some help - Rashid lookslike he is really enjoying this." Randy said. Jake looked around to seeRashid mercilessly squeezing Sheila's erected nipples, continually slappingher ass cheeks, rubbing his growing boner on her milk-white body and encouraginghis friends to do likewise. "Good suggestion" said Jake.
"When you finish, you are going to walk Ms. BITCH down the hallway andinto the next building, about three hundred feet away, and into the cellar.Since this is a timed event and there are more "toys" for you touse on her there, you can use the riding crops to move her along. You willnotice she will not be too quick to move with the slut strap inserted if youdo it
right. Appropriately enough, there is a dog collar and leash to put on thishot red-headed bitch in the bag too."
Jake hung up, went quickly over to the bag, and approached Sheila and Rashid.
Sheila was twisting uncomfortably in Rashid's hands as he continued to pokeand prod her body. This added to the number and size of the erections in thecrowd. Her white ass was pink in places from slaps and pinches, as were herlong, full, shapely thighs and calves. After Jake explained to Rashid theirplan, they both had a raging hard-on, a fact that did not escape the nude boundwhite woman, quivering in her stiletto heels.
Jake quickly belted the slut strap around Sheila's waist, tightening it soshe gasped. Then, while Rashid held her arms firmly, Jake called over two otheryoung assistants. To Sheila's mortification, they bent down and held her cunt-lipswide open. Grinning evilly, Jake whispered something to Rashid, as he grabbedSheila's arms. Rashid bent over, and extending his middle finger in a lewdgesture, touched the red tip of Sheila's throbbing clitty! To the hoots ofthe crowd, Rashid began to stroke her clit, staring insolently into her reddenedblue eyes as he started to finger-fuck her in front of the crowd. Just as shewas beginning to gasp, he stopped. Rashid then fed the studded slut strap thongbetween her legs, through her ass cheeks, though the loop on the back of thebelt to Jake, and who wound it around the belt on her elbows. Then Jake pulled- HARD!!
Sheila let out an audible squeal that even her gag failed to conceal. Theeffect on the nude bound red-head was immediate as the hardened rubber studson the slut strap bit home..
She was forced to thrust her tits out even further than before, her nippleswere rock-hard, and she tried, vainly, to ease the biting of the rubber slutstrap into her open cunt, clit, and asshole by standing on tip-toe in her heels.This made Sheila's long shapely calves and legs stretch like she was wearingimmensely higher high heels and was most arousing to the crowd of hooting youngblack men...
The gang of black youths howled and cheered and clapped at the lubriciouslewd spectacle the nude bound red-head was providing. The red flush on herface had spread onto her freckled pink-nippled tits, she was covered with aglaze of perspiration, and a tell-tale fragrance was exuding from her dark,trimmed auburn cuntbush. Her ass cheeks and legs were quivering and twistingas she gasped for breath with reddened cheeks behind her gag.
"The final touch for the nude bound bitch" yelled Rashid, as Jakeallowed him to put the dog collar and leash on her. Then the riding crops werehanded out to the crowd who were instructed to use them gently on her legsand ass when needed. Then Jake told Sheila that since was such a hot bitch,they were taking her for a little "walk".
As Jake pulled her collar, Rashid seized one of her erect, prick-like pinknipples in his fingers and began to tweak and pull it as they moved her reluctantlyforward. As Sheila was forced to move, the slut strap stubs bit mercilesslyinto her clit. Her nipples continued to harden until they looked as thoughthey would explode from her chest. A thin trickle of fluid - NOT urine - beganto run down her long legs as she was forced gingerly forward by the leash andthe riding crops which bit viciously into her ass, as the lust mad crowd ofyoung men hurried her to her next humiliating fate.
Every once in a while she stopped, squeezed her legs together and came inan embarrassing climax that was more humiliation and pain than pleasure. Thisled to a fresh series of whippings on her shapely calves and thighs by thelust crazed young men around her, some of whom were openly masturbating throughtheir pants in front of the embarrassed nude bound red-head...
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