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Ashley's Abduction

It was a college bar, wild and crowded, and not the kindof place she would have picked. Guys were doing jello shots and beer bongsand the whole scene was loud and messy, even spilling out into the street.Natalie ran interference as she and Ashley worked their way towards the backthrough the Friday evening crowd, deftly fending off the guys who staggeredor stumbled into her, or the hands that reached out offering grotesquelycolored drinks in shot glasses.

"You sure he's here?" Ashley shouted.

It was so loud that Natalie instinctively squinted her eyesin order to hear, as if the noise were bright light. "Well, he said he would," sheanswered. "Maybe way in the back."

"Why would a guy choose this place?" Ashley asked,with no real hope of being heard, but Natalie answered her. "I don't know.Maybe because it's easy to find."

They walked a few more feet and were stopped by a solid wallof guys standing up and cheering as someone emptied a beer bong.

"There he is." Natalie said, pointing to the veryback of the bar.

Way at the back of the place, right near the back door wasa man that didn't look like he belonged there at all. He was clearly olderthan the boys there, his hair and black beard sprinkled with gray. He was sober,and he seemed worlds away from the pandemonium that was occurring before theireyes. He seemed very self-possessed; maybe even dangerous.

"Oh God, Natalie!" Ashley said. "I can't gothrough with this!"

"Come on," Natalie said, "You said you wantedto meet him, and he says he wanted to meet you. Come on, chicken. Just sayhello."

Ashley bit her lip and let Natalie drag her towards the back,shaking her hand loose just before the man turned to look at them.

"Doctor M, this is Ashley. Ashley, Dr. M." Nataliesaid proudly.

He smiled, and when he smiled he didn't look nearly so formidable.He took Ashley's hand. "I'm glad to meet you." he said. "I'vereally been looking forward to it."

Ashley felt herself blush. "Me too." she said. "Imean, I've been one of your biggest fans for a long time."

"That's why I wanted to meet you." he said witha smile. "Nothing like meeting women who think you're great before you'veeven done anything."

He turned out to be very easy to talk to, especially sincewhat she really wanted to talk about was his stories, descriptions of erotickidnappings and abductions of young, innocent girls, and their introductionto rough sex and rape. It was a topic that fascinated Ashley even as it embarrassedher. She'd expected the Doctor to be as harsh and forbidding as the men inhis stories, but he wasn't. He was happy to talk about his writing, and Ashleywas flattered by his attention.

He went and got some drinks and they moved to a table inthe back of the bar, and it became obvious to Ashley that he was coming onto her. He kept on steering the conversation back to her own personal identificationwith his stories and her own fantasies: what had she actually done, what didshe think she would like to do. She was reluctant to talk about that, sayingthat really, it was only a fantasy. It wasn't something she'd really like toexperience.

"Is that right?" he asked. "Well, where there'ssmoke, there's fire, Ashley."

They both laughed; hers a bit uneasy.

He was charming. He was older than she, and far more experienced,and he made the other men she knew seem like boys. It was flattering to havehis attention, and he seemed fascinated by everything she said.

The afternoon slid into evening, the drinks kept on coming,and finally, when he kissed her as they stood once again by the back door,it seemed right. His lips were warm and he smelled wonderful. There was somethingpossessive and manly in his kiss that thrilled her, and when his hand slidup to cup her breast she didn't stop him.

He led her out the back door and she followed. He had a vanparked out back and when he pulled her towards it she balked.

"No," she said, "I can't. Really. I've gotto get back."

"Come on, Ashley. At least let me drive you."

She didn't know how to say no, so she climbed into the van.She heard the power locks click on, but she didn't say anything.

It wasn't until he ignored her directions for a right turnthat she started to worry. But even then she assumed that he was going to insistthat she go to another bar with him, that was all, even though from the lookon his face he didn't look like he wanted to do any more drinking. He had hisdark glasses on and his mouth was set.

"Err… Where are we going?" she asked.

He said nothing.

"Where are you taking me?" she tried again.

He looked at her and she saw herself reflected in his glasses. "Toa place I know." he said. "Just relax."

It took her a moment to believe that he was serious. It wasjust like one of his stories: he was abducting her.

"No!" Ashley yelled. "I want to go home. Now!"

Without a word he pulled the van into an alley, and she thoughtmaybe he was going to turn them around, but instead he got out of his seatand with astonishing speed he grabbed her arms and pulled her into the backof the van, throwing her on the floor. Before she could regain her wits hewas kneeling over her and tying her wrists together behind her back. He stuffeda wad of cloth in her mouth and tied it in place with a scarf, then tied herankles together with another length of rope.

Ashley tried to scream, but the gag made that impossible.He ran another piece of rope from her wrists to her ankles, bringing her feetup behind her and making it impossible for her to even struggle. She was tiedhelpless in the back of the van.

He knelt there on his knees, breathing heavily and lookingat her.

"Yeah," he said in a low voice. "Tell me youdon't want this. Your little pussy is probably creaming right now, isn't it?You can't tell me you like the kind of crap I write and not want to do justwhat I've described, so knock off the innocence act, okay?"

Ashley looked at him with wild fear in her eyes. The changethat had come over him was frightening. He had been such a gentleman in thebar, and now he was like an animal, his forehead glistening with sweat, hiseyes glistening.

Her skirt had ridden up over her thighs in the struggle,and her arms pinned behind her made her breasts thrust out provocatively againsther tight tee-shirt. She tried to scream and kick herself loose but it wasuseless. She was tied hand and foot, and all she succeeded in doing was makeher skirt slide up even higher, exposing a wisp of her panties.

He smiled and reached out and put his hand on her thigh,slid it sensuously up her leg, enjoying the feel of her soft skin. She sawhim smile.

"Oh yeah…" he said. "That's some nicestuff, Ashley. That's too good to be wasted on those college boys!" Heslid his hand up to her pussy. Because her legs were tied so tightly together,he could just manage to slide one finger against her cunt and press up intoher soft and yielding flesh. He groaned with pleasure and then laughed whenshe tried to scream again.

"Well let's get this show on the road!" he saidas he climbed back into the driver's seat.

She still had some hope that this was a joke of some kind,that maybe Natalie was waiting for her someplace up ahead, all ready to jumpout laughing when they got there. They drove for a long while, and all shecould see of their route was the glare of the streetlights through the windshieldas the Doctor casually took them where he wanted. At one point Ashley was awarethat they'd gotten on a highway but she had no idea which way they were going.The only thing she knew was that they were very far from where she lived.

At last the van stopped. He cut the engine and got out ofthe van. Ashley heard crickets, and then the side door opened and he got in.He tied a scarf around her eyes and then checked her bindings.

"I'm going to untie your feet so you can walk." hesaid. "You try anything and you'll be very, very sorry."

She was not about to try anything. Her hands were securelybound and she couldn't see a thing. He guided her along the uneven, grassyground, and then up some stairs, across a floor, and down some stairs: basementstairs from the smell of it.

He got behind her and she felt him untying her hands. Hebuckled some sort of leather cuffs over her wrists and attached them to barthan hung over head, raising her hands over her head. Then he removed the blindfold.

In the harsh light of a naked light bulb she saw that shewas standing in the basement of an old house, in some sort of home-made dungeon.The walls were made of big blocks of limestone, and there were ring-bolts andspikes driven into the rock from which hung chains and ropes. There were strange,forbidding looking pieces of furniture—padded tables, chairs—andon one wall hung devices of leather and chrome that looked like they'd comefrom a medieval torture chamber.

The Doctor let her look. Then he came up behind her and tookher breasts in his hand. "How do you like it, Ashley?" he asked. "Mylittle play room. We're going to have fun in here, aren't we?"

"I'll tell you now that it's no use to scream." hesaid as he untied the gag and removed the fabric from her mouth. "We'reout in the middle of nowhere. In fact, feel free to scream as the spirit movesyou. It excites me."

"What are you going to do?"

"Give you what you want." he said, caressing herbreasts and nuzzling his lips against her neck. "And give you what youneed, you little slut! Give you exactly what you need."

As he said these last words he pinched her nipples betweenhis thumbs and first fingers, making her gasp as pain speared through her body.

"No! Don't!" she begged. "I'll give you whatyou want. Just don't hurt me, please!"

"We'll see, Ashley" he said as his hands tracedslowly down her body , over her ribs, her stomach, down over her hips and theninto her crotch, pressing up against the soft dampness of her pussy.

She realized with alarm that despite her fear his hands feltgood. In fact, because of her fear his hands felt good. Her arms were stretchedup over her head making it impossible to defend herself, and her vulnerabilitywas exciting her terribly.

She felt his hands at the waist of her skirt as he unfastenedit, and then he pulled it down over her hips, leaving her standing in her pantiesand tee-shirt. He slowly walked around her, looking her up and down, then hewent to the wall and took down a leather crop.

"You're a good-looking woman, Ashley. Made for fucking,aren't you?" He reached out with the crop and pressed it against her nipple. "I'llbet you drive the boys wild with that hot little ass, don't you?"

"No.." she said tentatively.

"Bullshit." he said angrily. "You're a littleprick tease and a little slut and don't tell me you're not!"

Suddenly he smiled. "Have you ever been beaten?" heasked.

Ashley whimpered in fear.

"You'll love it, Ashley. Once you get used to it. Allyou little sluts love it. Because you know you deserve it. You love it becauseit makes you hot!"

He reached behind her and with a flick of his wrist broughtthe tip of the crop down on her ass, making her jump and gasp. She felt herass burning where he'd struck her. He walked behind her, one hand holding oneof her up-stretched arms, and he stood where he could whip her with the mostease.

Whapp!! Slapp!! Whackk!! The crop came down on herbuttocks leaving a trail of fire and Ashley screamed in pain as she tried totwist away from the punishing crop.

"Stop it! Stop it! You're hurting me!"

He laughed. "Am I?" he said. "Let's see howmuch I'm hurting you. I'll bet your pussy's wet right now. I'll bet you'regetting off on this. What do you say, Ashley? Want to bet?"

She whimpered and turned her head to the side. She knew thathe was right. Her nipples were getting hard and she'd felt excited chills upand down her spine as he'd hit her. For some reason she couldn't begin to understand,she loved feeling helpless like this, the prisoner of a man who wanted to dohorrible things to her.

The Doctor reached down to her crotch again and pressed hisfingers against her pussy.

"You little slut!" he breathed, his eyes glitteringas he looked at her. "You're so fucking wet I can feel it right throughyour panties!"

Ashley mewled in denial and her face turned red with embarrassmentbut she knew it was true. To her shame she was hot and aroused, and the painin her ass seemed to be melting into her pussy, filling her with a warm acheto be touched and penetrated; to be fucked.

The Doctor came around in front of her, the crop held underhis arm, and he took her breasts in his hand and squeezed, watching the waythey deformed beneath his strong fingers and watching her face for signs ofarousal. Ashley bit her lip to keep from moaning; it hurt, but it felt goodat the same time. She could feel his desire for her in the way he touched her,the way his hands enjoyed her body. It felt good to be treated so roughly.

He reached up to the neck of her tee shirt, took it in hishands and used it to pull her to him. he leaned forward and ran his tongueover her lips, then plunged into her mouth, and Ashley let herself be kissed,knowing she had no choice. But it was hardly a gentle kiss. He began to rapeher mouth with his tongue, trying to shove it down her throat, licking theinsides of her cheeks, violating her. Again she could feel his need for her,his desire to fuck her hard, and her own body echoed that need..

And then, as he kissed her, he pulled hard on her tee shirt,ripping it down the center. Ashley cried out in shock and fear. He pulled againand ripped it more, then he tugged, leaving the garment in ragged threads hangingfrom her shoulders. His violence frightened and excited her as she looked downat her own semi-nakedness. He grabbed her bra and yanked till that tore offas well, the straps popping and the hooks in the back letting go. He rippedit from her body and left her tits exposed, peeking through the shreds of teeshirt.

Ashley looked at him with fear in her eyes as he held oneof her breasts in his hand and slowly ran his tongue over the nipple, his eyeslocked on hers. He raised the crop to it and tapped it lightly against herhard nipple, watching as she winced in fear. Her breasts were very sensitive.

"No!" she begged. "Not there! Please!"

He looked into her eyes as he kept tapping the end of thecrop against her nipple.

"No?" he said, pretending innocent ignorance. "No,you don't want me to whip your tits? I'll bet you'll like it."

"No, please!" she was almost in tears. She pulledon the chains, trying to get her elbows low enough to protect her breasts,but to no avail.

She saw him raise the crop over her breast and she closedher eyes and screamed before he even hit her. The crop just brushed her nipple,barely touching her, but the sharp slap sparked through her body like an electricshock, and she felt a thrill of masochistic pleasure. Immediately her nipplehardened as if eagerly begging for more.

The Doctor just looked at her with an evil leer on his face. "Bitch!" hespat. "You do like it! You really like the pain, don't you?"

Ashley couldn't answer. Her body was betraying her totally.As she was cowering in the chains trying to twist away from him, her body waseager for more, more abuse, more pain. She'd never been more humiliated inher life.

He suddenly left her breasts and pulled her panties downaround her thighs, exposing her pussy to him. Quickly he marched around herand laid six sharp blows on her ass, one after another, hot and stinging, eachslap as loud as a gunshot. The blows left wicked striped welts across Ashley'snaked buttocks as she clung tightly to the chains, screeching with each stroke.

He came around in front of her, his eyes blazing, and shehad to watch as he treated her breasts the same way, whipping each one threetimes. These blows were softer, but just as loud, and, worse, she had to watchthem. The crop passed so close to her face that she could feel the breeze beforeshe felt the stinging pain surge through her chest. And yet when he was doneher breasts felt full and swollen and in need of his mouth on them. There seemedto be a direct connection between her tits and her pussy, so that each strokeon her tits brought forth a spear of hunger from deep within her.

Perhaps he knew this, for now he ran the crop up betweenher legs, against the sopping crotch band of her panties. But no, he wouldn'tdare! Not there…

Slapp!! Whack!! Whapp!!

But he did: he whipped her pussy, sharp little strokes rightover her clit, as if punishing her poor defenseless sex. It wasn't the painso much as it was the shock of what he was doing, and the fact that she coulddo nothing to protect herself. She was helpless. The crop slapped against thepuffy lips of her sex, each blow jarring her clit, which, despite her distress,was eager for the degrading stimulation. He hit her rhythmically so that eachblow built on the last, pushing her towards a crescendo of sensation that madeher legs weak and tremble beneath her. She realized that she was close to orgasm,and the thought filled her with a wild mixture of shame and excitement. Hewas right: he knew exactly what she wanted.

When he stopped she was sobbing, tears rolling down her cheeks.This seemed to infuriate him and he threw the crop aside, came up to her andunhooked her hands from the chain.

"You're close to coming, aren't you Ashley?" he askedher as he unbound her hands and clipped her wrists together in front of her. "Butwe can't have you come like that. Oh no. You need some cock inside you. I wasn'tto feel you come on my prick!" He grabbed her by the hair and led her on wobblylegs over to the crude bed, no more than a board covered with a couple of oldblankets. He threw her down on it. "On your knees!" he commanded

Ashley tried to kick at him, but he grabbed her ankle andpulled her towards him. She struggled, but with her hands clipped togetherthere was little she could do. She tried to get to the clip to free her handsbut she couldn't reach it; things were happening too fast. She had no chance,fighting against him; she knew that, but it was something she had to do. Somepart of her wanted to feel his male strength, the hardness of his muscles,the force he was prepared to use against her. It excited her that a man wouldwant her so much that he'd be willing to use his strength on her.

Finally it was no use. He closed his hand on her breast,found her nipple, erect with excitement, He found it and pinched it so hardshe screamed. All resistance went out of her.

"I told you not to fuck around with me, Ashley! Youdon't want to make me mad!"

She collapsed on the bed weeping tears of fear and confusion,and he climbed on next to her. His pants were down and his cock stood out fromhis loins hard and angry, like a weapon. He took her hair and pulled her headup so that she was inches from the brutal head of his rampant cock.

"You're going to suck me now, baby! You're going toget me good and hard so I can fuck you deep. I want you to take me all theway, cunt! All the way down your throat!"

Ashley tried to turn her face aside, but he held her hairtoo tight. She felt the soft, hot head press against her lips and she had nochoice but to open her mouth. He immediately plunged his prick in so deep thatshe gagged and coughed as he slammed the back of her throat. He laughed andpulled his cock out slowly, trailing long strings of saliva, precum, and mucusfrom his shiny cock to her open mouth. He held his enormous cock like a cluband smacked her in the face with it, and as soon as her coughing subsided hethrust back into her mouth, muffling her scream of violation, and began tosavagely fuck her face.

Ashley groaned around his cock, and she managed to get herbound hands around the base to keep him from thrusting too deeply and makingher gag. He pummeled into her mouth with urgent male lust, making her takeit so deep that his pubic hair tickled her nose. Ashley tried to suck him,but he was too violent; he seemed to want only to rape her mouth.

Desperately she swirled her tongue around him and suckedas best she could as he slid in and out, and finally it dawned on him thatshe was no longer fighting. He stopped his violent thrusting and Ashley sawthat he was giving her a chance; that as long as she sucked him well he wouldstop his brutal thrusting. Immediately she began to try all her skills on him,trying to make it good: sucking, bobbing her head, swirling her tongue, andslowly his grip on her hair relaxed. He let her go, then leaned back on hisoutstretched arms and watched her sucking and slurping at his stiff pole, abarbarian with his conquest.

She got her knees under her and sucked for all she was worth,making love to his hot pole, spearing her mouth on it, licking it and rubbingit over her cheeks as he looked on with quiet approval, brushing her hair outof the way so he could watch his tool sink between her soft pink lips as sheslaved over his prick.

She became aware that she was moaning, humming and cooingwith slavelike pleasure as she worshipped his cock. It was so hard, so insistent.The feel of it as it slid over her lips was delicious.

He reached over her back and rubbed his hand over her upthrustass, feeling the hot welts from her beating. Fearful that he would hit heragain, Ashley redoubled her efforts, and the sounds of her sucking grew louderand more desperate. She did all she could do to please him, trying to bringhim off in her mouth.

She felt him run his hands over her ass and his fingers wentbetween her legs and found her sodden pussy. She was wet and wildly aroused,and she was totally humiliated when he laughed and pulled his fingers out ofher, glistening with her own lubrication. He smeared it on her cheeks so shecould smell her own shameful arousal, and she knew she could no longer pretendthat she wasn't turned on by what he was making her do. It was obvious to him.He'd been right about her all along.

"Yeah, Ashley. You're fucking as wet as they come! Youlittle slut!"

He dipped his finger into her pussy again, brought it outand she felt him circling her anus with his greasy finger. Oh no! shethought, not that! Oh God, not that! But her thoughts were in vain.He pushed his fingertip against her little asshole harder and harder, tillthe tip popped into her rectum.

"Unnnghhh!" Ashley groaned, opening her mouth widearound his cock. He barely had the tip of his finger inside her but it feltlike he was splitting her open. Her mouth hung open and she panted for breathas he twisted his way deeper into her ass, making her grunt and moan.

Her humiliation was complete now. She was slaving over histhick, throbbing cock, saliva dripping from her mouth while she knelt beforehim with his finger in her whipped and beaten ass, and with the realizationof how low she had sunk came a thrill of pure sexual heat. She was a whore,nothing but a slut, fit only to suck cock and get fucked in the ass and beatenlike an animal, and her shame and her excitement fed off each other until shewas hotter than she'd ever been in her life. He didn't care about her. Shewas nothing but a mouth and a cunt to him, and that's just what she wantedto be.

Nothing mattered now but her own humiliation, and she startedhungrily sucking on his prick, really trying to milk the come out of him soshe could taste her own degradation and fulfill all his obscene expectationsof her. Let him see what a whore she was: that's what he wanted to see anyhow,wasn't it?

He sensed the change in her too. She'd abandoned all attemptsto maintain her dignity, to fight what he was doing to her, and now she seemedto revel in it. She wiggled her hips, as if inviting him deeper into her violatedass, and her fingertips caressed his balls, trying to coax their load of hotsemen into her sucking mouth.

But he wouldn't give it to her. Not like this. She had tosuffer some more.

He grabbed her hair and pulled her off his cock, ignoringher groans of frustration, and he pulled his finger from her asshole as well,leaving her feel strangely empty. She missed him there.

"Stay!" he said to her, as if she were no morethan a dog. He got up off the bed and found a tube of lubricant. He strippedoff his clothes and climbed back onto the crude mattress as Ashley lay thereon her knees with her ass still in the air, panting like a bitch in heat, waitingfor what he would do to her next, ready for it, wanting it.

She squealed when she felt him squeeze the cold lube ontoher asshole, then moaned in masochistic pleasure as he worked it into her hole,finally getting two fingers inside her. She didn't want to think of what hewas doing or of what was going to happen. She wanted to stay as she was, asexual animal, waiting for him to use her.

He got to his knees behind her and fit the head of his cockagainst her anus, and Ashley started making little mewling sounds in her throat,waiting for what was coming. She pressed her face into the bed and grittedher teeth as she felt his cock pressing dumbly against her asshole lookingfor a way inside. She tried to relax, but no matter how she tried her littlesphincter would only close tight against this assault, like something afraid.

"Bitch!" he spat at her. "Open up!"

"I can't! I can't!" she moaned.

He reared back and slapped her hard on the ass, and his hand,falling on the raised welts of her previous beating filled her with a brightflash of pain and made her jump. He took advantage of her shock to press allhis weight forward and she felt him push into her rectum.

"Oh Goddd!" she screamed. He was tearing her apart.His cock was just too big. She bit the blankets and her bound hands clawedat the bed, her toes drew up tight against the soles of her feet and she pantedlike a wild animal at the terrible intrusion. But now that he was in he wouldn'tlet her get away, and he pressed steadily forward, his greasy cock slidinginto her well-lubed anus, filling her belly with his implacable hardness.

"I'm in your ass, bitch!" he said to her. "I'min your fucking asshole! How do you like that? Huh? How do you like that, whore?"

He slapped her ass again, but this time the pain hardly matteredcompared to what she was already feeling. Everything down there was throbbing,aching. She was taking his big cock up her tiny ass, and it was so filthy shegroaned at the very thought of it.

He stopped with enough of his cock in her for her to feelit all the way up into her throat, and he reached under her and found her breaststhrough the shredded tee shirt. He squeezed them, grabbed her nipples betweenhis fingers and pinched, but with the welts from the whipping and his big logstuffed up her ass, pain and pleasure were all the same to her now, and sheonly squealed excitedly as he crushed her tits in his hands and pushed themaround on her chest..

He leaned back and pulled her upright by her breasts so thatshe was standing on her knees with his cock up her ass, and she suddenly felta surge of perverse pride that she had taken him inside her like this, as ifshe had survived the worst he could dish out and had nothing to be afraid ofanymore. He was groaning himself with pleasure at the hot virgin tightnessof her asshole and Ashley, overcome with the obscene thrill of what he wasdoing to her, boldly screwed her hips against him, pushing him around insideher ass, seeing how much he could take, how he liked it.

"Oh fuck!" he groaned, stunned by her own lewdness.This couldn't be the same innocent girl he'd picked up at the bar. She wasa hard-core slut now, urging him to fuck her in the ass, to do his worst.

He pushed her down on the bed and held one hand against theback of her neck to keep her pinned there, but he needn't have bothered; Ashleywasn't going anywhere. She wanted to be fucked now, fucked hard and deep, andshe spread her legs wide to open her ass to him, ignoring the pain as his bellypressed against the welts on her cheeks. She reached her hands back betweenher legs and began to play with her pussy as he fucked her, masturbating shamelesslywith his cock inside her, grunting each time his hips jarred into her ass.She could feel his balls, big and heavy-laden with semen as they bounced againsther searching fingers, reminding her of what was in store for him: all thatcome, deposited where no one had ever been before

The Doctor looked down at her with his eyes wide with lust.Her hips were rolling and humping like a stripper's, her smooth asscheeks flexingto draw him in, while her fingers were busy digging at her pink and soppingpussy. Her face was red with hot blood and excitement as she concentrated onher own pleasure, on wringing every bit of sensation out of her degradation.

She was too tight and too fucking sexy for him to last andhe'd been hard for her too long. He felt his come boiling up from his ballsas hot chills ran over his skin and in the last moments before he started tospew his seed into her ass he began to slap her behind again and again, makingher scream like a wild animal and knocking her flat on her face and sendingher into her own obliterating orgasm.

"Fuck me! Fuck me!:" she shrieked as she felt hishot lava shoot into her rectum. Her hands were trapped beneath her, her fingersstill clawing at her pussy. She was overcome and delirious with wild sexualfever, her body spasming and quaking as he unloaded into her and her own cuntspasmed with deep, powerful contractions on her fingers, her hot oil pouringover her hand and onto the blankets below. The feel of her pussy clamping downon her own fingers was thrilling and obscene and further proof of what a whoreshe was, but she didn't care about that She twisted around awkwardly and triedto find the Doctor's mouth so she could lick his lips as he held her to himand filled her ass with his come.

Her orgasm left her weak and trembling, her legs twitchingwith jerky convulsions of shameful pleasure. She moaned into the blankets ashe pulled her hips up tight against him to receive every last drop of his load.

With a deep groan the Doctor fell on top of her, his cockpopping from her ass and leaving her empty and stretched out. The two of themlay there panting and shaking, sweating from there efforts. and slowly Ashleybegan to drift back into her normal mind.

What had she done? What had happened to her to turn her intothat kind of willing slave and victim? How would she ever face him again afterhe'd seen the way she'd acted.

And more than that: how could she ever be satisfied withanything less from now on?