"Go on Neal don't just pull her nipples slap the sluts tits," Simon urged his friend who at first seemed a little reluctant and gingerly struck her right breast half-heartedly. "Not like that Neal slap it like I slap her arse, make the bitch scream," he told Neal.
Neal not wanting to look like a pussy raised his hand and struck her right breast hard directly across her areola and big nipple.
"Owww, shit that hurt," she cried out as the sudden pain on her tit caused her to leave Josh's cock and acknowledge the blow with a cry of pain. As you know Fiona does love quite rough nipple play and this in the past had helped to get her off as it had in the car on the day previous with the three boys.
"Good lad Neal, don't stop till her tits are as sore as her arse," he said enjoying the power he and his cock had over her.
"Oww, owwww, no, no more please, owwwwwww, stop please it hurtssss," she pleaded over and over as Neal slapped her breast until her nipple was beat red and swollen. He then pinched it causing her to cry out again and then he pulled it and twisted it hard.
"Shiiiiiiiit, I'm going to come," she said through gritted teeth as her abused nipple sent extra pulses of pleasure through her body. She rocked herself back and forth on Simon's cock and then bounced on it slow but with real meaning now that she was going slower she could enjoy his complete eight inches in her arsehole.
"Told you didn't I boys, the slut loves it. Josh make her left tit sore she'll come soon listen to her," Simon said.
Josh followed suit like Neal and slapped her left breast hard on the nipple until her cries turned to whimpers and like her right nipple it was swollen and red, sore but sensitive. And when he took it in his thumb and finger like Neal and pulled and twisted it she hit the roof and squealed louder than I had ever heard her.
"Here she fucking goes boys," Simon declared grabbing her hips for the first time and aiding her by lifting her up and down his dick.
Fiona was a whimpering, screaming mess as she lost control forgetting how painful it was to have her tits slapped she began asking both boys to slap her tits and pull her nipples.
"Oh godddd boys, slap my tits please, slap them hard," she demanded and wasn't disappointed as simultaneously her big double ee's were struck directly on the most sensitive area. "Yessssssssssss," she cried as three hard blows each punished her nipples.
"Pull them, please twist my nipples and make me come on Simon's big cock," she said her head back as she let her hips rise and fall under the guidance of Simon's hands now under her sore arse cheeks. Again the boys answered her calls and like in the car they pulled her big nipples so that they lifted her heavy breasts from her body.
"God, I'm going to come, like that twist, twist, shit yes twist them like thaaaaaaat, oh god I love you boys, treat me like a slut, here I come, ohhhhhhh gooooooddddd, arrggghhhhhh, I'm comingggggggg," she cried and with that she slammed down on Simon's pole trapping his hands under her arse and she through her thighs together clamping his cock harder.
She shook from her toes to her hair omitting a deep low growl for a good thirty seconds as her orgasm ripped her body in two. Josh and Simon let go of her tormented tits and they dropped and bounced and I saw how abused her nipples were.
It took her nearly a minute and a half to come back from the high of her orgasm and I could tell she was spent; she'd been impaled on Simon's dick for half an hour and been slapped from pillar to post. Simon pushed her from underneath tipping her to the left and she went over on to her hands and knees with her head on the floor.
Simon stood up and stepped round behind her and crouched over the back of her and slid his cock back in to her well used arse.
"Ummmm, I love your big cock Simon," she whispered as she he began to buck in to her rocking her back and forth, "Come in me Simon, fill my arse like your friends," she begged in a soft voice, her body spent from being used so much.
"Don't worry slut I've got a nice load for you," he said pounding her five more times before unloading his seed deep in to her already well used and come filled anal passage.
Again like before she thanked him and all the boys for such a great fuck before staggering to her feet very unsteadily. She looked well used just like I enjoyed seeing her like, her hair was soaking from sweat and she had red sore marks on her tits and arse from the slapping she'd received.
It was now gone ten at night and Fiona was looking very tired, "I'm going to take a shower and have a lay down boys I need to get some rest if I've still another day and night to entertain you," she said in a seductive manner heading for the door to the stairs.
Like I said at the end of the previous chapter Simons behaviour had changed the mood and atmosphere of the whole sordid plan, no longer was Fiona in control of dishing out her mouth, pussy and arse; they had declared her a slut who needed to be used like one.
"Where do you think you're going slut?" Josh said grabbing her arm and pulling her back.
She looked at all three who were staring at her intently to see how she was going to respond, after a moments silence she'd gauged how things were going to continue and answered as such, "Your slut is going nowhere until you tell her too boys."
They all laughed before Simon spoke, "Were hungry, order us a pizza and some drinks."
She was handed the phone and dialled the number of the most local place she knew which was only in the centre of the village, she ordered the boys on their instruction enough food to feed about six not three and when she put the phone down and told them how much they again laughed at her.
"We aint paying slut," and they all sat down and put the TV on, "Fetch us some beer," they told her and she dutifully complied with the request of the college boys and then sat on the floor in the middle of the room like she was told too.
The boys watched sport and drank a couple of my beers each before the front door was knocked and I realised I had to move and stood behind the coat stand.
"Go and answer the door slut that'll be our pizzas," one of the boys said, josh I think.
"But I need some clothes and I don't have any money here," Fiona said to them and they laughed as did I as I knew where this may be heading. Fiona wasn't lying either, although she's had an amazing job and earned hundreds of thousands for us at the hands of Francis Mulherne she didn't have access to her money. I gave it to her as and when required.
"Not our problem slut I'm sure you'll think of something, "they laughed knowing her predicament with about £50 pounds worth of pizza and drink waiting at the door.
Again the door knocked louder this time, BANG, BANG, BANG.
"I can't answer like this," Fiona said again hoping for one of the boys to help her out but it was to no avail and she was ignored. Fiona just hoped nobody from the neighbourhood was walking by when she opened.
I watched as she came out the lounge and as she came passed I could smell the sex and smell of come on her, because the boys hadn't let her clean up over the last forty minutes the come had just dried on her skin and she now reeked of it. Her nipples were still swollen and hand marks were still visible on her arse cheeks, I'm sure the smell and signs wouldn't go unnoticed.
I watched her brace herself with one hand on the door handle for a couple of seconds before she pulled it down and step back one step as the door swung in towards her to the right.
The man at the door was already beginning to bend down to the two fully loaded bags he had hauled from the car with the order in so didn't even notice the state of undress of the person stood at the door. I also heard movement near the door and could see a pair of feet hovering near obviously listening to the humiliating scenario Fiona was now in.
The man picked up the first bag and straightened up to present it to Fiona which is when his eyes nearly fell from his head.
"Erm, excuse me miss I have the pizza order," said the small grey haired bloke who must've been similar in age to Fiona.
I watched as his eyes lowered from Fiona face to her chest where it lingered for a long few seconds before travelling down her tanned stomach to the matted thin strip of hair that sat above her swollen pussy lips. His eyes then travelled back up slowly until he looked her in the eyes and a dirty smirk spread across his face.
"You having a party miss?" he said and gave her a creepy wink.
"Yeah sort of," Fiona said a hint of worry evident in her voice as she knew what was coming next.
"Well that'll be fifty three pound and fifty pence please," he said with an ever growing smirk on his face.
"I'll just pop and get some money," she said and turned back and went in to the lounge giving the delivery guy a good look at her arse cheeks still sporting hand prints. I watched the old guy lick his lips and like most blokes pump his hips twice like he would of if fucking her.
"Please boys I need some money," Fiona said to the lads and I was sure that the man could hear as he smirked when he heard the word boys and his grin got louder as he listened to the response from a males voice in the room.
"There aint no money slut, but we want them pizzas so I suggest you come to some sort of arrangement with the delivery guy," she was told by Simon.
Fiona came back out in to the hall and smiled at the man who smiled back at her naked body and I saw his eyes flick from the right and left side looking at her hands; on seeing them obviously empty and with the conversation he'd just heard his grin became wider.
"Is there a problem miss?" he said knowing full well there was a big problem.
"Erm, yes sorry I don't seem to have any money here," Fiona said.
"Well miss, which is an unfortunate problem we have isn't it? Especially with all this food here," the man said just going along with the script that he knew full well was swinging in his favour.
"Maybe I could drop the money off tomorrow you are only down the road after all?" Fiona said trying the damsel in distress mode first.
