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   MRWADE36.STY                                         BY MASTER WADE



                          Karen, Kidnapped: Part Two


        I  don't  know what I expected would happen the following day, but
   if  I  had  been  expecting  to  be  released  I  would have been sadly
   disppointed.   The  biker's  had  a  slut  to  use  now and they had no
   intentions of letting her go before the weekend was up.
        When  I awoke for the final time I found that Anita or someone had
   covered  Karen  with  a blanket and had even provided her with a pillow
   for  her head.  I was relieved to see that.  I had slept fitfully, what
   with  all  the  coming  and  going during the night, in addition to the
   awkwardness  of  being  tied in a sitting position there on the old bus
   seat.
        Donnie  was  the  first  of  the group to enter the garage after I
   awakened.  He was his friendly, cheerful self.
        "Well,  you  fuckin  bastard...did  you  like the way we used your
   whore  last night?  I hope so, you turdfaced shit, cause you ain't seen
   nothing  yet.   Oh,  and  by the way.  I can't keep Anita away from the
   whore,  she  loves  good  pussy  too  much for that.  But you keep your
   fuckin  eyes  off  of her, you understand?"  He kicked my left leg with
   the  end  of  his pointed cowboy boot as he asked the question, causing
   me to grimace with the pain that ran through my body.
        When  he  had finished greeting me, Donnie moved over to Karen and
   woke  her  by  stripping  the blanket from her.  Untying her ankle from
   the  post,  he  pulled her to a standing position and handed her a tiny
   sequined  g string which he told her to put on, and a pair of extremely
   high  high heels that also were covered with the shiny dots.  While she
   was  putting on the shoes, Anita walked in with a glass and a couple of
   pills  which  she  made  Karen  swallow.   I had no idea what they were
   giving  her,  but I knew for sure I wouldn't want either of them giving
   me pills.
        When  she  was  clad  in the skimpy outfit they had chosen for her
   they  pushed  her  to  her knees in the middle of the floor.  No sooner
   had  she  knelt  than  the  others walked in, rubbing the sleepers from
   their  eyes.  Most of them were still clad in the same clothes they had
   worn  the  night  before,  but  a couple of the women were wearing only
   panties,  their  naked  breasts  swaying  as they walked down the short
   flight  of  steps  into  the  garge  from  what  I  took to be the main
   building  through  the  door  to my left.  They sat in the floor around
   Karen  or  pulled  up  pop  crates, as if they were ready for a show of
   somekind.   That was exactly what they were there for, and exactly what
   Donnie had promised them.
        He  walked  to  the center of the room and pulling Karen's head up
   by  her  hair,  spoke  to the group.  "Our little whore was a good fuck
   last  night,  wasn't she, gang?"  The group cheered their pleasure with
   Karen's  performance of the previous evening.  "This morning the little
   whore  is  going  to show us how she can dance."  Looking down at Karen
   he  spit  out  his intructions to her.  "You will dance for us, you hot
   pussied  little pile of shit, and you'll dance as dirty as the cheapest
   dancer  in Las Vegas...you understand?"  Karen nodded quietly.  "I want
   you  to  wiggle  that sexy little cock-loving ass of yours, and show us
   every  little  part  of  your  slut  body.  Crawl on the floor when you
   dance,  walk  around  and strut your naked whore body.  Make cocks hard
   and  pussies  wet.   If you do, we'll all fuck you.  If you don't we'll
   all  fuck  you  too,  but believe me, you want to dance just as good as
   you possibly can.  Take my word for it."
        Donnie  moved  over  to  the  newest of the cars in the garage and
   turned  on  the radio inside it, turning the volume up so that it could
   be  heard  throughout  the  garage.   "Ok,  bitch,  do your thing!", he
   hissed.
        Karen  began  to  move  her  body to the beat.  The pills they had
   given  her  were beginning to take effect now, and she was feeling more
   in  the mood for showing off than she might have otherwise.  She swayed
   sexily  to the music, her small but lovely breasts being waved in front
   of  the  staring men and women as she moved hotly.  She spread her legs
   open  in the floor and bent backward, hunching her hips up into the air
   as  if she were fucking a man's dick.  The sequined g-string was pulled
   tight  against  her  crotch,  and  as  she  continued to dance her lips
   became  more  and more obvious through the shiny fabric as they swelled
   from her growing excitement.
        As  her  back  bent  further  and further backward, Karen began to
   move  her legs out from under her ass and soon she was swinging them up
   in  the  air,  splayed  wide open, her cunt and ass covered only by the
   thin  strips  of fabric between her legs.  She reached forward with her
   right  hand  and  patted her cunt gently and lewdly, eliciting cries of
   pleasure  from  the  group.   Her  legs bent further backward until her
   knees  were nearly beside her head, her ass sticking up lewdly into the
   air  as if she were inviting the men to come stick their big dicks into
   her open and hungry slit.
        Smoothly  and  gracefully  she  rolled over onto one side and then
   onto  her  belly,  raising  her ass in the air as she did so.  Her legs
   opened  wider  and her hips began to move in circles, the fabric of the
   tiny  g-string  being  pulled  up  into her cunt as she wiggled.  Cocks
   were  now  being  pulled out into the air and covered either with hands
   or the mouths of the sluts next to them.
        Frankly,  I  was  surprised  at  the  professionalism  of  Karen's
   dancing.   I  didn't know she could move as she was moving, but I loved
   watching her.  I would see her do that again, I hoped.
        In  the  middle  of  her  performance,  Karen suddenly stopped and
   stayed  in  one  position  in the floor, her legs open wide and her ass
   sticking  high up into the air.  I wondered what was up, but then I saw
   her  reaching  back  between  her  legs and pulling the g-string to the
   side.   With it out of the way she began to insert her own fingers into
   her   cunt  and  began  fingering  herself  to  the  delight  of  those
   watching.   The  more she fingered the more her hips bucked up and down
   in  the  age  old  fucking movement and soon she was coming in front of
   everyone, shamelessly fucking herself with her own fingers.
        Anita  walked up to her and handed her a dildo, which Karen gladly
   took  and  began  working  up  into  her wet fuck hole.  She was either
   extremely  hot,  or  the  pills  that  Anita  had given her were really
   having  some  effect  on  her.  She fucked herself shamelessly with the
   long  thick  fake cock, seeming to love the attention and the dirty and
   nasty lewd comments that filled the room.
        One  of  the  women  who  had  come into the garage clad only in a
   small  pair  of  panties  was sucking on a bottle of wine, and when she
   had  emptied  it  she  moved behind Karen and pulled the dildo from her
   cunt.   In  its  place  she put the head of the wine bottle, working it
   into  her  cunt  slowly,  inserting more of it as Karen's hips began to
   move  indicating  her  acceptance  and  enjoyment  of the bottle in her
   cunt.   Pretty  soon she was fucking it in and out of the pretty little
   bi  slut with much enthusiasm, but no more than Karen was indicating by
   the  movements  of  her  hips  as  she fucked her slut cunt back on the
   intruding  bottle.   The woman worked the wine bottle deeper and deeper
   into  Karen,  stretching  her fuck hole wider and wider as she fed more
   and more of the tapered neck into her.
        She  appeared  to have at least half of the wine bottle inside her
   and  suddenly a strong orgasm overtook her and she reached back between
   her  beautiful  legs  and  grabbed the wine bottle herself, hunching it
   wildly  and  pumping  it  into  herself  amid  loud  moans and gasps of
   pleasure.
        When  her  orgasm was over she fell to the floor on her belly, and
   Anita  moved  to  her  and helped her to a sitting position once again.
   She  had  another  glass  of  water and more pills, and Karen took them
   submissively,  somehow  aware  that they were allowing her to do things
   she had never done before.
        Encourage  by  Donnie  to continue dancing, or else, Karen resumed
   her  dance,  standing  now  and  moving  around  the  circle of people,
   wiggling  her  ass  and  cunt  in the faces of those who admired her so
   openly.   Occasionally someone would reach out and caress her body, and
   Karen  would  always  stop in front of them when they did, throwing her
   head back and loving the feeling of their hands on her body.
        Suddenly  the  music  stopped, and Donnie announced, "Feeding time
   for  the  little  bi slut!  Spread the table for our little cunt eating
   whore,  girls!"  Evidently he had instructed the women in what to do at
   his  command, because they all bared their pussies and lay in the floor
   with  their  legs  spread open wide, offering their cunt's to Karen for
   her  to lick.  Lick them she did, falling to the floor on her knees and
   moving  from  one  spread  opened  woman  biker to the next, moving her
   tongue  through  their  lips  and  cunt hair until her face was covered
   with  pussy juice and the women were hunching their hips hotly into the
   air, begging her to make them come with her lips and tongue.
        If  there  was  ever any doubt in my mind that Karen loves to lick
   pussies,  it ended that day.  I knew she did, but I had never witnessed
   her  lick  as  many hot slut cunts in a row as those she worked on that
   day.   And  I've  never seen her swallow their juice as hard or seem to
   need  it as badly as she did.  She was still wanting more juice to take
   into her mouth when she had made all the naked women cum twice each.
        "Please  give me more cunt juice!', she begged Donnie.  "I love to
   eat  fuck.   Please,  make  them  give  me  more, or bring me some more
   pussies to eat.  I need it.  Gawd, I need it!", she whimpered.
        The  gang  loved her begging, but the women were frankly worn out.
   Sensing  the  opportunity  to  take  advantage  of  her submissiveness,
   Donnie  stripped the soaking wet g-string from her trembling bottom and
   tied  Karen to an old car seat that he had pulled over from one side of
   the  garage.   Her  arms  were tied tightly to the springs on the sides
   and her legs were tied open to allow anyone easy access to her holes.
        I  felt  sure that I would witness another gang bang, knowing that
   the  men had found her dance exciting and would be eager to pound their
   meat  into  her  hungry  slut  cunt.   Karen  continued to moan softly,
   begging  continually  for  more  cunt  juice.  Anita walked up to Karen
   just  as  Donnie  had completed his task of tying her securely and gave
   Karen  a  shot  from a hypodermic needle.  The cunt juice covered whore
   was  already  so  hot  she  couldn't  think  straight, but somehow they
   weren't  satisfied with her current level of slutishness, and obviously
   expected this new shot to make her even more insatiable.
        I  don't  know  what  was  in  the  shot that they gave Karen, but
   whatever  it was made her a constantly hungry slut.  Only moments after
   they  had  administered the shot she began to beg for something to fill
   her,  and  the  men once again began to lay on her and pump their dicks
   into  her  pussy,  spilling  their  hot  white  cum  into her hole once
   again.   This time, rather than simply taking turns, the men shared her
   trembling  body, some of them sitting on her face and letting her stick
   her  tongue deep into their assholes and some of them filling her mouth
   with thick hunks of male fuck flesh.
        Karen  was  never  a passive participant.  Whenever one of the men
   would  withdraw  his  cock  from  her mouth the begging would begin all
   over  again  until  another dick had replaced it.  She began begging to
   be  untied  so  that  she  could  use her hands to please her lovers as
   well,  and smiling at her hot words and desire to please, Donnie untied
   her hands and allowed her her wish.
        As  soon  as her hands were free, the cum-filled slut began to use
   them  to  caress  the  men  who  plunged  their dicks in and out of her
   body.   She  caressed  their  balls, played with their asses, and for a
   long  period  of  time  had a cock in each hand, jerking them while she
   was taking the dicks from other men in her holes.
        Eventually,  Donnie  decided  her  legs  didn't  need  to  be tied
   either,  and  freed them from their bonds.  Once they were free the men
   began  to hold her ankles up in the air, spreading her legs open widely
   as  they fucked her.  They bent them back toward her head, exposing her
   asshole  and  began filling it as well as her cunt as they continued to
   fuck her over and over again.
        "Yessss,  my  ASS!!",  Karen  cried  out.  "More cock in my ASS!!"
   Oh, fuck me!! Fuck my whore body...More, more, more!!", she yelled.
        Using  her  mouth  and  hands  as regenerating tools the horny men
   continued  to  fuck  Karen  until  they  had worn themselves completely
   out.   They  had  not even come close to wearing her out, and when they
   had  tired  of  their little plaything she was still lying there on the
   old  car  seat  rubbing her clit hotly and moaning and begging for more
   fuck  meat  in  her  holes.  As I looked at her lying there I could see
   cum  still  streaming from her ass and cunt and puddling on the seat to
   the  extent that it ran down the sides of it and began to puddle on the
   dirty concrete garage floor.
        Anita  then  appeared  and gave Karen yet another shot.  This time
   it  was  evidently one to calm her down, because moments after the shot
   had  been  administered,  Karen  grew weak and was soon sleeping, still
   lying  spreadeagled on the old car seat completely naked, the cum still
   leaking from her holes.
        Soon,  the  room  was  empty once again except for Karen and I.  I
   wondered  just how long they would continue to use Karen and what would
   happen  when  they  finally tired of us.  I was sore from being tied in
   the  same  position for so long and needed desperately to be freed from
   my  bonds.   The  constant  exposure to Karen's extreme sluttishess had
   been  extremely  painful for me.  On several occasions I had ejaculated
   with  no  physical  stimulation at all and my pants were soaked from my
   own  cum.   I longed to fuck her myself, and not only her but the other
   women  who I had been forced to watch strut their naked bodies in front
   of me.