Tuesday was forecast to be a warm June day. Janice dressed in a pale blue t-shirt and white shorts. Stephen left for work. David was on his way out as well, he left the house and Janice shut the door behind him. She was about to lock the door as she usually did but something told her to leave it unlocked. She walked through into the dining room and stopped, she could not move, Janice tried to pick her feet up she could, how ever hard she tried she was frozen still like a statue.
Suddenly memories of the previous day came flooding back, she remembered what Ginger had made her do, he had raped her and by controlling her mind he had made her enjoy it and join in.
Ginger was coming back she knew it. Janice. "NO, NO!" she screamed but not a sound came out of her, the scream stayed in her head. Images of the previous day were flashing through her mind.
She tried to struggle but her body refused to move, nothing moved not even her eye balls.
Janice stood there as the images of the day before flashed in her mind. She felt as though she was going mad, losing her mind.
Janice heard her front door open and close, there were steps and she knew he had entered the room, Janice could not turn her head to see him.
There was a moments silence and then his low voice behind her commanded,
"take your t-shirt off". Janice could not stop herself; her hands went to the hem of her t-shirt and she pulled it off over her head and dropped it to the floor.
"I came earlier today so we have more time to play" his voice was emotionless. Janice was still struggling, she was trying to shout at him, she was both angry and scared.
"Your bra, take it off", her hands went behind her and unclasped her bra, it fell to the floor.
Janice felt him behind her, his chest was against her back, his arms came round her and cupped her bare breasts. He fondled them.
"Janice, I am going to ask you a question you will answer it honestly you may speak only to answer." He carried on playing with her breast, squeezing them hard with his big strong hands. "Have you ever done anal sex?" he asked.
Janice tried not to answer but the one word came out, "no!"
"Why not," asked Ginger. "I don't like the idea, its not the right way," she said.
"Well, we are going to change that" said Ginger, Janice could her the excitement in his voice, she felt sick at the idea of him penetrating her anus.
"Take your shorts off" Janice had never wanted anything as badly she did now she wanted to stop herself taking her shorts off, once that happened there would be only her knickers protecting her from his intention. But without hesitation she pulled her shorts down and kicked them off. Inside her body she was shaking.
Gingers hands rested on her hips, "now shall I pull them off or shall you pull them off he mused in her ear, once they are off you will be naked for me, think about me fucking your arse," he said. Horrible images appeared in her head of him abusing her, of his large dick pushing up her anus.
Janice was again screaming in her head "NO, NO" she tried to beg him not to do it but no sound came out of her mouth.
"You, you take them off, you can have the pleasure of revealing yourself." Ginger whispered in her ear.
Janice took the sides of her knickers and pulled them down and off.
"Very nice, very nice arse" commented Ginger casually.
He squeezed her buttocks.
There was a moments pause and she could hear him undressing behind her.
His was back behind her arms around her and cupping her breasts, her main thought was she could feel his erection against her buttocks and he was rubbing it between them, hit felt hot and hard.
"Bend over you dining room table."
Janice in an involuntary movement stepped forward and bent over the table he pushed her further over the table so her breasts were pressing against the surface of it.
He stepped back and admired the view of her.
"Grasp your buttocks and pull them apart so I can see your asshole," Janice's hands did as commanded, she felt ashamed.
Ginger put a finger to her ass and pushed it in as far as his knuckle.
She was in a real state of panic, her head was spinning and she felt as though her mind was on the edge of cracking.
Janice could feel the tip of his penis against the entrance to anus. She thought she would be sick.
"I am going to enjoy this" his voice said.
He pushed, Janice felt her anal muscles stretch as his dick pushed into her, it felt like it was ripping her body apart. He was so big and hard.
Ginger paused when half his erection was in Janice, the tightness of her dry arse gripping him nearly made him cum, he drew back slightly and then rammed himself hard into her the full length of his dick penetrating her rectum. He paused for a moment enjoying the sensation of her tightness gripping his dick. Then he pulled back and again drove himself into her with all his strength, so hard the table moved forward.
He started to slowly move in and out of her letting the tight muscles of her anus masturbate him. He got into a steady rhythm pumping into her. He kept going until he could contain himself no longer and he gasped out aloud and started to pump extra hard as his cum squirted into her.
Janice's mind had gone blank she was aware of him banging into her raping her anus and she was aware of his cum filling her but her mind was not functioning there was no fear or hate just a big blank.
When his voice told her to stand up and turn round her body did. She now knew he completely controlled her body would do his bidding and she could not stop it.
You are now," he breathed, "so aroused that even my slightest touch can make you almost come."
Yesterday the command horrified her today her broken mind accepted it, she knew her mind and body were about to lose all their inhibitions and that she was going to have a wild time all against her will. She knew she was going to enjoy been raped.
She did exactly as he commanded. She was on fire for him, writhing and clutching at him, desperate to take his dick and guide it inside her. "Fuck me!" she cried, no longer thinking different words. "Fuck me!" She spread her legs wantonly, wriggling to get him into position. He slid inside her pussy she needed Ginger to fuck her, her pussy was soaking wet
At his first thrust she came, a tingling rush from her groin up her spine now all that mattered was coming, and it happened several times over the next hour as the two of them breathlessly fucked She moaned and he grunted with the effort and pleasure, Janice cried out each time she climaxed the gap between climaxes often only seconds apart each one shaking the muscles of her pussy. She did what ever he bid, what ever position he wanted. She was drenched with sweat and her own pussy juices. She wrapped her arms and legs around him, climaxing over and over.
Then it was over, "still" Ginger commanded. Her body froze. They were both panting heavily and flushed with the sex. They were both laid on the carpet.
Ginger got up and looked at her heaving body. He looked at her eyes, they were dull, he knew he was closing to cracking her mind with the enormity of what he was doing to her.
It was too soon so he left her laying on the floor for several minutes recovering.
Janice laid on her back could see Ginger stood over her smiling into her eyes. He did not say anything but an instruction appeared in her mind.
Janice found she could talk in a low voice, "No please don't make me go walk outside naked all the neighbours would see me!"
Ginger continued smiling at her.
"Oh no please don't, please don't make me." She was begging him as she stood up and walked to the front door." Her mind had recovered enough to be appalled by the thought of her neighbours seeing her. "No, no, no, no.." she kept saying as she opened the door and stepped outside.
It was warm out, Janice was so aware of her nakedness, her bare breasts, buttocks and pussy all on show so that anyone could see her. She reached the end of her footpath stepped out and into the street her body turned her to the left walking down the street.
She wanted to folder her arms across her body to hide that she was naked, but they just hung at her side.
A car drove past her she could see it swerve as the driver stared at her. Janice's face flushed with embarrassment.
She walked slowly still trying to battle with her body to turn around and go back. Thankfully the street was quiet.
She walked past two houses the pavement warm under her bare feet and then flushed and groaned, outside the third house Shaun's mother was about to get in her car, then even worse Shaun himself was there. She did not like Shaun he was a teenage brat and he did not like her.
Shaun's mother did not say anything but smiled widely at her.
