Sisters On Camera, part 5 - Sex Stories

Sisters On Camera, part 5

Kerry met Spencer in the high school's parking lot, filthy words scrawled across her body and face in the pungent letters of a permanent marker. Her orgy in the locker room had caused her to miss nearly two class sessions, but she managed to resume her day with an air of reserved normalcy. Clad in her humiliating nightwear with her buttplug and vibrator snugly reinserted into her holes, most of the cunt juice wiped from her pretty, sad young face, her classmates admired her stoicism even as they scrawled humiliating epithets onto her face and collarbone in the hallways after the day's last classes had dispersed. She greeted Spencer with a warm hug and a kiss, welcoming the touch of a man after an hour and a half of lesbian rape. She was growing to enjoy playing the part of his girlfriend, even if he could barely restrain himself from laughing when he saw the graffiti decorating his scantily clad young slave. "Whore" was written clearly on her forehead, "cum depository" etched just below the navel, and an inscription just below her neck read "choke this bitch". Each of her ass cheeks had "spank me" written on it, with a circle of arrows pointing to her anus alongside the message "cock goes here". The bruises on her supple white tits were visible through her gown. She stared helplessly into Spencer's eyes, hoping beyond hope for some shred of compassion or mercy to reveal itself. "You didn't come close to beating your sister in the race. She came three times in fifteen ...

... minutes. You took twenty five." Kerry turned her eyes to the ground, actually ashamed at her failure to cum on demand in public as per her master's wishes. The last orgasm had indeed been a struggle, her genitals exhausted after three days of sexual overstimulation. The inept young whore couldn't even masturbate properly. "You're in luck, though. Next two days, they're doing a proper shoot at the trailers. Real porn stars, like you'll be someday if you ever learn to fuck like a woman. Studio doesn't need any little girls around, so you and me are going on a date instead." - Kerry opened the glove box, revealing the hand and leg cuffs she was required to wear whenever she rode in Spencer's car. She clapped them on without hesitating, glancing briefly at the key that dangled from Spencer's keyring as it hung from the car's ignition. A date, he had said. She knew he would fuck her, yet she looked forward to sharing a moment of intimacy without the presence of a gang. She imagined that it was better to be a slave to one man than four. Spencer drove into the forest, leaving any visible traces of civilization behind them save for the road itself. He parked under a grove of trees alongside a cliff a few dozen yards from the road nearly seven miles away from the high school. Cars would pass once every ten minutes or so, but they took no notice of the vehicle parked under the trees. Kerry sucked Spencer's cock in her collar and cuffs, struggling to find a position she could tolerate as she ...