Law of Unintended Circumstances

Liz let herself into her house. Angie and the others followed her in. Liz shivered a little, and crossed her arms over her breasts.

"No need to be so shy little girl. We've seen it all," Angie said, mockingly. "And we've got the pictures to prove it."

With that, one of the other girls held up some 8 x 10's. A little grainy, a little dark, but clear enough. They were obviously taken with a long lens, and the camera set for a high speed. But they were definitely of her. The first showed her leaving her house in her fancy bra. The next two were of her topless, one leaving, one coming home. The next two shocked her. One showed her leaving her house, nude. The second was of her running down one of the streets, bare assed naked.

"You've got a choice here, lady. Cooperate, and the pictures and the memory cards are yours," Angie proclaimed. "Say no, at any time, and, well, lots of people look for this sort of stuff on the Internet, and ours would be a free site. And who knows, some of your co-workers, maybe your boss, might get an e-mail with the URL."

Liz shuddered. She was in a bind. Up to her neck in shit. The whole room smelled of her fear. And the room seemed to be shrinking around her.

"What do you want from me? I've got money," she asked, fearfully.

"Money! Fuck that. What do you drive, a two year old Lexus?" Angie shouted. "I've got a fucking new 5 series. Linda's father just bought her another C class. And Paula. Poor Paula. She's got a year old Hummer."

"Oh god! What then?" Liz pleaded.

"Your ass. We own your ass."

"What do you mean?" Liz asked, this time looking at the other two. Okay, one was Linda. The red head, she thought. Liz had seen her driving around the street in a Mercedes. Which left the other blond to be Paula.

"I really don't have much choice," she finally replied. "I guess you've got me."

"Here's the deal," Angie started. "You do some stuff for us, we record it for our memories. If you fully cooperate, you get everything back. Everything. We don't keep a thing, no videos, no pictures. You get tapes, cards, prints, anything and everything. But fuck up, quit, stop us and all we have goes on our site. Got it?" Angie looked around the room, smiling.

"Videos?" Liz asked. "You mean there's more?"

"Look, cunt, we plan to hang you out to dry if you quit on us. It's an all or nothing proposition," Angie bellowed. The other two girls sniggered.

"When do we start, what do you want?" Liz asked, more frightened than she had ever been in her life.

One of the girls, Paula, reached into a small duffel and retrieved some cameras. Two nice digital cameras and a pair of video cameras.

"Hands on top of your head, turn around slowly."

As she slowly complied, she heard the camera snapping pictures. As she finished turning, she say Angie with one of the video cameras. But Linda was gone. Then she heard a voice come from her bedroom.

"I found her naughty drawer," Linda announced.

"Oh shit," Liz thought. Vibrators, some DVDs. The lingerie wasn't too bad, but the sex toys were what frightened her.

Linda came out. She proudly held Liz's bullet, her rabbit and the double entry. The last one made her blush. She'd tried it once, and should have tossed it. Then Liz realized she had something else.

Angie laughed. "Good haul girl." Then she turned back to Liz. "You're a slut. A fucking slut. And sluts don't have pubes. So off they go. You can do it, or we can. Your call."

Liz was startled. She'd seen the porn stars with no hair, but had never though of it for herself. Maybe a little bikini trim, but not that. But she knew she had to do it, and she'd rather do it herself.

"Okay, give me the stuff. I'll take care of it," she resigned.

"First, up on the table. Feet on the edge, ass as close as you can get."

Liz looked at the coffee table. Nothing to do, she sat down, the put her feet on the edge. She knew exactly what she looked like. The camera click, and the two video cameras recorded her from different angles. Then Linda walked in and got a close up.

"Her lips show just a little," Linda announced. "But her clit's hiding. Maybe we can change that."

Angie sighed. "Slut like you, and you can't even get your little clitty to show? Come on, get it out in the open where we can all see it."

Liz sat, befuddled for a second. "Get your clit out. I don't care how, pull it, stroke it, whatever, just get it out!"

She reached down, embarrassed to be touching herself in front of others. She slowly stroked her lips, pulling gently on each of her outer lips, then sliding a finger slowly against her slit.

"That's not what I mean, girl. Get that clit out where it belongs! We want to see it, not your fuck hole. Get the thing out, right now. Hurry up."

She slid her fingers up, gripping the hood. She hesitated for a moment, not wanting to do it, but knowing what the consequences were. Or at least suspecting. She tugged the hood back, then, with her right hand, pulled her clitoris gently out, for all to see.

Then she saw the flash, then another, closer.

"On yeah," she heard Paula exclaim. "That's a nice one. Not too big, but I'll bet it can get bigger with a little work."

"Not now, though, girls. We can see more of it after she does a little work," said Angie. "Here," she said, handling Liz some scissors. "You'll need to use some hedge clippers before you can trim that jungle."

Liz blushed. She'd always thought of herself as neatly trimmed. But, apparently not to these bitches. After a few minutes, she'd mowed herself down to practically nothing. Then Paula handed her the shave cream. She smeared it on herself, knowing that she had to do a good job and expose herself entirely. She put the can down and Paula handed her the razor. Liz started, tentatively, at the top. She slowly worked down, then from her thigh to her lip on one side, then the other. Shyly, she proceeded to the next, humiliating step, Gripping her lip, she slid the razor slowly, carefully, up to the edge. She repeated the step on the other side. She looked up at Angie, the obvious ring leader and driving force. Angie just nodded, looking further down Liz's crotch. Liz continued down, until she was well below her vagina, nearly at her asshole. Angie stared at her, and Liz knew how far she had to go. She continued stroking the razor around the bottom of her cheeks.

Finally, Angie announced "That looks good. Now go back and feel yourself for stubble."

Liz did so, finding a couple of spots, which she quickly repeated, until she seemed completely bare. Paula handed her a damp washcloth, which Liz happily took and wiped herself off. Then she was handed a towel, with which she dried herself. Flash, flash again.

"Look up, between your legs."

Liz did so, only to be blinded by another flash.

"Okay, sweetie, let's try to avoid razor rash for a few days," Angie said, wetting a cotton ball with something from a bottle. "Wipe this all over the area. It might sting a little, but it'll keep you from developing a rash."

Sting a little? It burned like hell. But Liz gritted her teeth.

Linda held up the double entry vibrator. Liz had found the sensation a little interesting, but not pleasurable enough to use it again. Angie smiled at her, with a wicked grin. Whatever was going on in her mind, it couldn't be good. Then the cunt (Liz was thinking of them in the foulest words she could imagine) poured some lube on both heads.

"Okay, slut. Now you can play with yourself. Get good and wet. This sucker looks like it'll go up you slut hole, but you probably don't want it going in dry. I'll bet that would hurt. Not that we wouldn't mind seeing that."

Liz started stroking herself, blushing again. Her thumb played with her now exposed clit, two fingers sliding up and down her slit. After a couple of minutes, she found herself blissing out, almost forgetting where she was.

"Okay, whore, you look good and wet. Now," Angie said, holding up the bottle of lube, "I think you might want to try your other opening. I don't think it'll get wet on its own."

Liz blanched, but took the bottle and put a few drops on her finger and gently smeared it around her ass hole. She put another couple of drops on, then slid her finger a little way in.

"I think you'll want to go a little deeper," Linda sneared. "You might find this a little better suited to the purpose. And you better hurry, we want to see this jammed all the way up in about two minutes." With that, she handed Liz a tube of Astroglide.

Liz smeared some of the goo on her finger and slowly pushed her finger in, first to one joint, then the next, and finally to her knuckel.

"Think it'll fit with one finger?" Paula asked.

"Well, I'm not going to wait. If not, she'll find out why she should have hurried," Angie said, and snatched the tube away. Then she handed Liz the double entry dildo. "Okay, bitch, you know what to do with it."

Liz was terrified. She knew one finger wouldn't be enough. She looked pleadingly around the room, but saw no mercy in the girl's faces. She slowly pushed the big head into her pussy. She realized that she was thinking of herself the same way the girls were. And it bothered her.

"Let's go, cunt. We want some penetration. We want some action. NOW!"

Liz pushed faster, feeling the large head stretch her. Then she felt the small head touch her ass hole. Small was a relative word. It was bigger than one finger, almost as wide as two. She didn't look around, she knew what the girls were expecting. She grunted as it entered. At the same time, the expanded part of the large head hit her lips, opening her even more. The pain wasn't unbearable, but it was still there. It was "only" five inches long, but it was still longer than anything she'd ever had in there.

'Now out, but just a little. Fuck yourself with it. We want you cumming, over and over," Angie warned.

Liz didn't even notice the cameras going off. She slowly slid out about an inch, then back in. Then out, then in, again. She felt a hand against hers, then was jolted when the vibrator was turned on. The vibrations were stunning, but painful in her ass. She slowly, carefully slid the vibrator in and out.

"Go on cunt, fuck yourself hard. Push that thing all the way in."

Liz shuddered. Suddenly the hand pushed, hard, and she felt the two heads and shafts go in all the way. The pain in her ass was, just for a second, astronomical! The hand kept the vibrator in place and, after an hour or so, the pain lessened and then, almost miraculously, started to become pleasurable.

Angie smirked, although Liz couldn't see her. "Okay, little slut, two minutes, let's see some howling, screaming, hip pounding orgasms." Two minutes? Oh lord, it seemed like hours. How long was she going to hold out. Slowly she felt herself warming, and then thrusting against the hand holding the vibe. Her abs started quivering and contracting, a sure sign of what what was coming, Her orgasm was building. Then she went over the brink.

"Oh, oh, oh" she panted, bucking her hips. She felt her pussy spasm as she came.

"That was great!" Linda shouted. "You are one little whore. But if you are going to be a porn star, you need to learn how to moan better. Maybe we should pick up a couple of guys and have then fuck you stupid while you watch some porn."

Then Paula piped in, sitting between Liz's legs (so that's who was holding the vibrator in place). "That was nice, but I think you can do better. Just keep going, I'm turning this up another notch. Or maybe you'd like something bigger in your holes."

Liz felt the vibrations increase. Her breathing sped up and started to become ragged. "Oh yeah," she moaned. "Make me cum, I want to cum. Please, oh god, just do it, I don't care how." As she said it, she was stunned to hear herself. Maybe she'd say that alone, but not with others. And especially her tormentors.

Suddenly her pussy started to spasm and her breath stopped. Then the shock went off in her head. "Oh shit," she shouted. "Oh god, I'm cumming." And her body shuddered and her mind went almost blank.

The applause shocked her back to reality. She suddenly felt shame. And anger. But she was too humiliated to say or do anything. She felt her pussy, gently squeezing the vibrator and her asshole holding the one stuffed down there.

"That was good, girl," said Paula. "Look, she's got pussy juice dripping down to her ass. And she's still twitching. Should we try for two"?

"One minute forty-eight," announced Liz. "You were pretty warmed up for this. Sleazy cunt. Slut. Grab your legs and hold them by your knees. Pull them back and out. We want to see everything."

Liz hopelessly complied. She was totally beaten and in the girls' control. She knew what she looked like.

"Okay, honey, now look between your legs. Look at the," Angie said, after Liz looked up. "Ass, pussy, tits and face. All on view." The the cameras started flashing. Liz was in terror as Paula suddenly turned the vibrator back on. This time all the way up.

"Ohhhh," she shouted. Then, just as suddenly, Paula turned it off. And then she yanked on the vibrator, pulling it our of Liz's pussy and ass. Liz suddenly felt a void. And was embarrassed to find both holes suddenly twitching and spasming.

"Look, she wants them back in." Linda sneered out. "Maybe she needs to be reminded who's boss." With that, she slapped Liz's pussy very hard. Hard enough to draw a scream. But also some pleasure.

"Isn't that enough," Liz pleaded, knowingit wasn't.

"Off the table, bitch. On the floor," Angie commanded. "You're up, Paula. How do you want it?"

"Sitting." Liz was a little confused.

"On your back, little girl." Liz stood, then laid down on her back. She head something rustle behind her for a second. The Paula came into view, naked from the waist down. Liz was afraid. She knew what was going to happen, and she didn't like it. Unlike many of the women she knew, she'd never experimented with another woman. As Paula stepped over her head, Liz realized that she had never even seen a woman's pussy, other than the occasional flash at the gym. And certainly not with the pussy lips open and a little wet. Paula squatted, then sat back, resting on Liz's chest, her pussy just below Liz's chin.

"Okay, sugar lips. Time to make me scream. Start munching." With that, Paula lurched forward, thrusting her trimmed mound onto Liz's face, her lips and clitoris on Liz's mouth and nose. Liz was repulsed. She had never had sex with another woman. In fact, other than a little porn some of her boyfriends had shown her, she'd never really seen another woman's pussy. Now, not only was she seeing one live, it was being shoved in her face. And she was afraid.

"Eat bitch. Lick the lips, suck on the clit. I don't care, just make me cum. And be quick, there's two other hotties waiting their turn."

Liz realized she didn't have any choice. She started with a little lick. Suddenly Paula settled a little further down, then leaned over slightly. Liz found that she had "better" access to Paula's cunt. She licked a little harder, then stuck her tongue up further, trying to reach Paula's clit. The sooner she got this nightmare over, the better. After a minute or two, Paula started to moan loudly.

"Oh yeah, bitch. Suck my click. Stick your tongue in my pussy. Make me cum." With that, Liz could feel Paula's juices start to dribble out and on to her face. Paula started to buck, back and forth, up and down. Liz had a hard time eating her tormentor. But she tried.

Suddenly, "oh my God. Ohhhhh." With that, Paula trembled, then sagged, almost crushing and smothering Liz. Liz could feel Paula's wetness coming out, rolling into her mouth and along the sides of her face. Then she started to gasp.

"Oh, sorry girl. Wouldn't want to kill you. Yet." Liz suddenly trembled. Did they have some horrible end planned for her?

"God, I'm just joking," Paula said. "Do what we ask and you're home free. Try to fuck with us and you're fucked even worse."

Linda walked up from above her head. "My turn." And with that, she sat down, facing Liz's feet, her pussy in Liz's mouth and ass almost on her nose. Liz knew what to do, and started at it.

Within moments, Linda started moaning. "Oh yeah," she mumbled, "you learned how yo lick pussy fast." Meanwhile, Liz had her eyes closed, trying to put the fact that her nose was inches from this woman's asshole. But it didn't take long before Linda started rocking her pelvis back and forth. Then she started shouting.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck. Yeah, keep going. Oh shit, I'm cumming. Yeaaaah!" With that, she shuddered and slowed her motion. Then she leaned forward and rolled off of Liz.

"You need to teach Rick a few lessons. You're a quick study. Either you were being shy and have eaten more than your share, or you really know how pussy works. Either way, you can do me again anytime."

"Enough of that," Angie said. "It's my turn. Hands and knees, get over to the couch." Liz rolled up, suddenly noticing that her face smelled of sex and was coated in the other girl's juices. On her hands and knees, she moved over to the girl sitting on her couch, legs spread, ass at the edge.

"We've been through this before. Do it. Do it good."

Liz moved forward. She was deeply committed. Her tongue reached out and licked Angie's lips, bottom to top, then swirled around the clit.

"Oh yeah, that is fine. Girls, she has become a great pussy licker. Now, baby, make me scream."

Liz struggled to continue. She was humiliated at what was happening, but knew that she was committed and had to finish this and get these girls out of her life.

After "forever", Angie started to moan loudly and buck her hips. Liz knew she was nearing the end. Suddenly, Angie pushed Liz's head away.

"Let's take a few seconds, girlfriend. I like to get close a couple of times before I cum. Makes it into a volcano. When I'm ready to continue, you'll know." She continued to hold onto Liz's head, which made her intentions on when very clear.

Suddenly, Liz found her face slammed back into Angie's pussy. She started licking and sucking, hoping, but knowing better. Sure enough, as soon as it was clear that she was about to cum, Angie pulled Liz's head away. This time, Angie was panting a little heavier. Liz looked up at her. The girl's breasts where slightly red, and her nipples were huge. And the face! Angie's face was red and she was completely out of breath. But smiling.

"What do you think, ladies? One more pass? Or do we have enough time for a couple more?" The other girls knew that Angie swung both ways and that she could keep going all night if she wanted to. But they were a little tired and were starting to come down from their own orgasms.

Paula spoke up. "Give her a break tonight. You'll have a couple more chances. 'Sides, I'm pretty beat."

Liz felt a relief with that statement. Then shock! What did she mean by "a couple more chances?"

But she didn't have long to think, as her face was plunged once again into the waiting pussy. It was sopping wet by now, by Liz's face was already covered with the juices from the other two. Slowly, she felt Angie's motions and breathing increase. The girl was a quiet cummer, it seemed. Suddenly, Angie pulled Liz's face in hard. "Ohhh, fuck yeah." With that, she thrust one more time. Liz had her tongue partly up Angie's cunt, and felt it spasm a few times, then slow.

Angie let go of Liz's head and pushed her back a bit.

"You sure you're not a lezzy? Or at least a bi? You sure did me pretty good." With that, Angie and the other girls laughed. "Or maybe it's that you're a quick learner. Did you like it? Did it turn you on, doing a girl?"

"No," Liz said. "I was horrible. I'm glad you 'girls' are out of my life," she shouted, spitting out "girls". "Now give me that stuff."

"Not quite yet," Linda announced, with a wicked smile. "We promised our boyfriends, a few things. You only need to go a little longer."