Private Dancer

I couldn't understand the man's rationale. He was insanely jealous and possessive, that much was obvious, but where was the logic in forcing his beautiful girlfriend to show herself in such a degrading way? What kick was the man getting from this?

Kimberley stood naked and trembling, her hands and arms held protectively across her breasts and groin. Her posture angered Matt and he reached out to grab both of the girl's arms. 'Show us yer tits,' he said coarsely and pulled roughly at her slender limbs.

Kimberley was forced to reveal her nakedness to both of us, and I found myself looking at her tight body in spite of the manner of its revelation. Even though Kimberley had strutted confidently on the stage in front of an audience of strangers, cavorting nakedly and showing herself off unselfconsciously, she was humiliated and degraded by the current situation. She was able to compartmentalise between her work and the intolerable manner in which she was being forced to display herself now, and it was the abject look in her tear filled eyes that spurred me into action.

'This is crazy,' I spoke up now. 'There's nothing going on, I was her teacher... that's all... I gave her a lift home... Stop this, now. I'm leaving.'

Matt looked at me for long seconds and I struggled to find my feet, the depth of the chair and Matt's proximity making it awkward for me to stand.

'Shut your fuckin' face, you cunt,' he said and bunched his huge fist before smashing it onto my forehead. The blow stunned me and slammed me back into the chair. I was unused to physical violence, I hadn't been involved in a fight since junior school, decades earlier, and it took me several, groggy moments before I realised I'd actually been struck. 'Any more of your bullshit and you'll get some more,' Matt threatened, waving his hammer fist in my face.

I could only sit, stunned when Matt ordered Kimberley to walk around the tiny room and pose for us. Further objection was useless and my fogged brain was in no state to think of a way out of this sickening predicament.

Kimberley did as she was bid, and I watched her as she moved reluctantly tears trickling unheeded down her smooth cheeks. 'Matt... please,' she sobbed, but her hulk of a boyfriend just sat down on the settee and barked orders at her.

'Wiggle your arse, girl. Go on, that's it. Now, go over to lover boy there,' Matt thrust his chin in my direction.

Kimberley stood close to me, arms hanging by her sides uncertain about what to do next. 'Go on teacher,' Matt spoke. 'Go on, feel 'er tits an' arse.'

I looked at him blankly, and he responded threateningly, 'I said, feel 'er tits an' arse.' The menace in his voice was palpable, leaving me no choice but to reach out and feel Kimberley's spongy, firm breasts and buttocks. Kimberley drew in breath sharply when she felt my finger tips touch her skin, and I could see that the girl was trembling even harder with fear and apprehension.

Matt laughed out loud, a sinister sound in my ears; it was a laugh that contained no humour whatsoever, a malevolent laugh of a man over the edge of reason. Matt rose to his feet, 'Sit down there, bitch,' he pointed at the seat next to me.

Kimberley sat and waited for matt's next instruction, which wasn't long in coming. He unzipped his jeans and scooped his prick from inside. It hung, flaccid and obscene in front of him, and I could see that he was quite well endowed. Even in its soft state matt's cock was at least 6 inches long, what size it would be when aroused, I could only wonder.

'You know what to do you fuckin' slut,' Matt snarled as he thrust his cock close to Kimberley's face.

The girl looked over to me beseechingly, but there was nothing I could do. I was a powerless as she in the face of this madman's savagery. We were both prisoners, at Matt's mercy and subject to any whim he may have.

Kimberley turned away from me, and with a trembling hand reached out and lifted Matt's thick stalk. I watched as she took the head of the cock between her lips and began to suck. Matt groaned with delight as his cock visibly thickened and grew between Kimberley's lips, and he reached down to grip the girl's blonde hair in his big paws.

'Tip to balls, girl... go on... you know what I like,' Matt said pulling his blood engorged prick from Kimberley's mouth.

He was hugely erect now, the drink having no apparent affect upon his libido, and he held the root of his cock, pointing it menacingly at his girlfriend's face, waiting for her to comply with his wishes.

Kimberley licked the big, spongy dome with her pink, wet tongue, and then licked along the entire, savage length of her boyfriend's huge penis. She licked the root of Matt's cock where it met his heavy, hanging balls, and then slowly ran the tip of her tongue back up his length, returning her attention back to the helmet.

Matt's eyes closed and his head fell back whilst he stood and enjoyed the sensation of having his cock licked and sucked. 'Aaahhh, that's fuckin' good,' he growled in appreciation. 'My little girl knows how to dish out the blowjobs.' Matt commented, looking directly at me.

Kimberley carried on sucking at Matt, slurping audibly as she slobbered over and around the big cock head. She reached up a dainty little hand and wrapped her slim fingers around Matt's prick, down low near his balls. In this fashion she was now able to suck at the tip of the cock, and wank him at the same time.

Matt groaned even louder at this treatment, and I looked across at Kimberley, unsure now that she wasn't actually beginning to enjoy herself. She was certainly giving Matt the treatment, vigorously pumping at his dick with her fist, occasionally pulling the helmet out of her mouth and using it to paint her face, chin and cheeks with Matt's syrupy pre cum as it leaked from the slit at the tip of his prick.

'Yeah, baby... do it to me,' Matt moaned. 'Fuck, you turn me on,' he continued unnecessarily. Then he looked down at me again and said, 'I bet you'd like some of this, wouldn't you teacher?'

I just looked at him, not sure how to reply. Of course I'd love to have my prick sucked by the delectable Kimberley, but not under these circumstances, it would be tantamount to rape.

Kimberley must have sensed something was amiss, something in Matt's tone, because she stopped her sucking and looked from Matt to me quizzically.

'Well?' he asked again, bending towards me belligerently.

What could I say? If I said yes, would he be offended and go berserk? If I said no..?

He was so unpredictable; I had no idea of how to respond. Matt pulled his thick cock out of Kimberley's grip and thrust his chin towards her. 'Get the teacher's cock out, slut,' he said.

'Matt... please, no more,' Kimberley begged her voice tremulous.

'Shut your fuckin' whining, face you cunt,' Matt spat at the trembling girl. 'Get 'is fuckin' cock out, and stop your fuckin' bawling.'

From somewhere I found the courage to speak up again. 'That's enough... it really is enough,' I blurted, my voice sounding alien to my ears, and I was amazed I had spoken out.

'Yeah?' was Matt's response. 'Yeah?' he repeated, before he bunched his massive fist again, and gave m two quick jabs to the face in rapid succession.

The blows knocked me back into the seat again. I'd risen halfway out, intending to stand and hopefully walk out of that madhouse. Matt's blows sent me back onto my backside, and I slumped in the cushions with my ears ringing and my head spinning.

'I told you to get his cock out,' Matt's voice seemed to come from far away as he spoke to Kimberley again.

I was bleary and disorientated but I felt Kimberley fumbling with the fastenings on my trouser front as she carried out Matt's order. I shook my head in an attempt to clear it, and became aware that somehow she had managed to get my trousers and underpants down to mid thigh, exposing my limp, shrivelled cock and balls.

Matt looked down with contempt at my pathetic showing. 'Do you fuck with that?' he laughed, the sarcasm evident. 'Play with it,' he commanded Kimberley when she looked at him.

'Pease Matt,' she tried again. 'Please... stop this. Why are you doing this to me?'

'Coz you're a fuckin' slut,' was his reply. 'You let those blokes letch at yer tits, let 'em look at yer cunt... I bet you let 'em fuck you too. So, you can fuckin' well do it 'ere... in front of me,' he continued, lost in his own twisted logic.

I understood at that moment that Matt had become deeply troubled by his girlfriend's choice of occupation. He was too full of male pride and bravado to admit that he was jealous of the attention Kimberley received in her role as a stripper, and I suppose he would view actually disclosing his feelings to Kimberley as being weak. He was a troubled individual, but even so that didn't excuse his behaviour, and it didn't give me any ideas about how to remove myself safely. Nor did it help Kimberley in any way either, with her being even more of a victim than I was in this whole sorry mess.

'Now,' Matt said through gritted teeth. 'Play with the teacher's prick. Get it hard an' then you can suck it too.'

Kimberley looked at me as she reached across to my groin. I could see the fear in her eyes, the fear of what this animal might unleash if she didn't carry out his wishes. I tried to convey my understanding to her through eye contact and facial expression. To let the girl know that I fully appreciated her predicament, that I would rather anything but this.

I felt Kimberley's fingers tighten around my cock, felt her begin to manipulate me in an effort to get me sexually aroused. Unbelievably my cock responded to her delicate touch. It began to stiffen in her hand, and grew steadily thicker and longer at each soft stroke. Once again I locked eyes with Kimberley, trying to send some sort of signal to her that my prick's stiffening appalled me, to let her know that I wasn't turned on by what was going on, and that it was merely my body that was responding to her.

Kimberley carried on wanking my cock, returning my stare with her big, blue eyes wide open. I thought I saw her nod her head, it was an almost imperceptible movement and I took it to mean that she knew what I was trying to get across to her. Somehow Kimberley and I were bonded together in this bizarre situation, and that although Matt was calling the shots we were united together as victims of his bizarre, twisted thinking.

'Look at him grow,' Matt said, breaking the link between Kimberley and myself. 'I knew the dirty old bastard wanted you,' he continued.

Neither Kimberley nor I said anything. The girl just allowed a disgusted look to cross her pretty features, showing me how she now felt about her drunken, oaf of a boyfriend. Without a word or any indication whatsoever, Kimberley leant across me and to my surprise took my cock into her mouth.

She sucked at the head of my cock for a moment and then vigorously licked at it with apparent enthusiasm. If her boyfriend wanted a show it looked as though the beautiful Kimberley was going to give him one, and I was going to be going along for the ride.

'Fuckin' 'ell, you dirty cunt,' Matt whispered as he watched his girlfriend suck my erect cock. He grabbed his thick stalk in his hand and began to pull his prick, the sight of Kimberley eating my cock arousing him. 'Suck 'im, you fuckin' slut,' he spoke again. 'I knew you'd be fuckin' those dirty old blokes down at that club.' His mind was focussed entirely upon Kimberley's imagined, whoreish behaviour. This was a point that I knew he was mistaken over, but there was no deviation to the man's logic.

Matt pulled his jeans off completely and then pulled his t shirt over his head so that he was now as naked as Kimberley. He took up his wanking again and Kimberley continued to slurp at my cock. She was doing a really excellent job, her tongue tickling the underside of my helmet as she sucked and slurped at me. I could feel my spunk beginning to rise, and I was in danger of spurting my load into her mouth in spite of the dangerous circumstances.

Matt moved in close to Kimberley and bent forward to lift her hips clear of the sofa. She turned her head to look at him, the fear returning to her eyes. 'Wot you doin'? she asked as Matt lifted her bodily from my lap.

'I'm gonna fuck you,' he growled, positioning Kimberley so that he could get his cock against her vulva.

'No Matt, please... not like this...please, I don't wanna,' Kimberley was begging him once more to stop his madness. It was no use however, and Kimberley was forced to stand with her back to Matt as he bent her forward and pulled her hips back, forcing his thick prick into her opening.

Kimberley looked down at me, tears welling in her eyes as Matt split her labia with his bludgeoning cock. Big, fat tears trickled down her cheeks and plopped soundlessly onto the cushions next to where I still sat.

Matt was totally unconcerned by his girlfriend's humiliation, and merely wrapped his huge, bear like paws around her tiny waist, gripping her body tightly and grunting as he began to thrust. He thrust so hard into Kimberley that she was pushed forwards by the force and had to hold herself steady with her hands against the upright back of the settee.

From my subservient position I could see Kimberley's perfect, full breasts wobbling with each thrust, I could see how Matt's huge hands almost completely encircled her tiny waist, and I could hear the slapping of flesh upon flesh as the brute forced himself deeper into Kimberley's reluctant cunt.

Kimberley had her eyes closed now, and I could see her face was contorted into a tight grimace, with her jaw clamped firmly closed as she gritted her teeth and allowed her boyfriend to use her.

His grunting and panting became frantic, and the tempo of his rutting became almost impossibly fast, the slapping of his belly against Kimberley's tight buttocks ringing loud in the room. Finally the man groaned out loud and grunted like a rooting pig as he emptied his balls deep into Kimberley. He continued to groan and twitch spastically for long moments, no doubt washing Kimberley's womb with his hot, salty spunk.

Kimberley fell in a heap onto the sofa next to me when Matt finally pulled his huge member out of her. She was sobbing uncontrollably now and I unconsciously reached for her wracked body as she heaved convulsively next to me.

'Aww, isn't that sweet,' Matt laughed, his prick still oozing thick semen that he let drip onto the carpet at his feet. 'Cuddle up to the old cunt yer pafetic bitch.'

Kimberley's sobs died away, leaving the poor girl wretched and sniffing as she cuddled up against me. I could feel her soft skin under my hands as I held her close, and could feel her tight breasts pressing against me.

'Get up you cunt,' Matt grabbed Kimberley roughly.

The girl looked at him with terror in her eyes this time. The man had just raped her in front of me, and neither one of us knew what further cruelty he was capable of. She stood, very unsteadily, too frightened to deny Matt anything. Her inner thighs were soaked with Matt's semen where it trickled out of her, and I could see that the girl was trembling like a frightened puppy.

Matt forced Kimberley to kneel between my feet and suck on my prick again. She wasn't as defiant this time; all the fight had been fucked brutally out of her. She had been subjected to rape and humiliation by this man and was far too scared to antagonise him further by any further defiance.

'Suck it hard again you bitch,' he growled. 'You pretend to be scared, but you fuckin' love it. Yer just a slut, an' this is what you want.' He really was a twisted individual. I couldn't comprehend how he could even think that Kimberley wanted this. The girl was in fear for her life and quite obviously hating him for what he was doing to her, and to me for that matter.

Kimberley sucked at me again, probably using every trick she knew in order to get my prick to stand upright again. Remarkably it didn't let her down and was eventually standing semi erect in my lap.

'Climb aboard, bitch,' I heard Matt whisper.

I couldn't believe it, he wanted Kimberley to climb onto my lap and fuck me. Of course she had no choice at all, and she did as he told her, climbing onto my lap with her big, round breasts inches from my face.

I felt her hand guide my prick to her opening as she knelt with her knees either side of my thighs. She held me against herself and paused for a moment before she lowered her gooey cunt over the head of my cock. When my cock head was just inside her opening, Kimberley looked into my eyes, and once again I got the sense that she was telling me it was ok, that she didn't mind taking me into her young body, that she blamed Matt for all this and that she attached no blame to me at all, even though my cock was already growing harder and thicker inside her.

In spite of myself I found Kimberley's perfect, young body was exciting me. I was aroused by the liquid heat of her insides as her cunt squelched wetly over my cock, Matt's spunk being forced out between our bodies as my prick invaded the space.

Kimberley began to fuck up and down on me and offered her breasts to me. I licked and suckled at her teats eagerly, almost forgetting the circumstances behind our coupling as I enjoyed the texture and taste of Kimberley's skin.

Kimberley leant forward over me and stroked my hair gently, and I could hear her murmuring softly in my ear, 'It'll be Ok, baby, it'll be Ok.' It was like a lullaby, one she was cooing to herself as though she was trying to distance herself from the brutality of Matt, and surrendering herself to the security of my presence. Even if that security was just a façade, a thin veil over the truth of our situation.

I reached around Kimberley's body and gripped her hips tightly. I took over some of the control of the tempo of our fucking, and Kimberley looked down at me in surprise. I pulled the young dancer up and down on my by now, rock hard shaft. I was oblivious to Matt's presence and was concentrating wholly on the sensations that fucking Kimberley was producing along the nerve endings of my cock.

I saw Kimberley smile secretly to herself when she realised what I was doing, that I was blocking out Matt and enjoying her ripe body, and I was rewarded by a kiss right on the lips. Soon our kissing had grown from that first tentative joining of lips to a full on passionate French kiss. Kimberley's tongue squirmed inside my mouth as our tongues danced, and I continued to pull her hips down hard against me, forcing my cock deeper into her body.

'Oh, fuck...Kim. I'm... oh God... I'm going to...' I struggled against the inevitable tide of my climax; unable to find the words to let the girl know I was about to come.

Kimberley understood however, and redoubled her own efforts as she ground her cunt down hard onto me. 'It's Ok, Mr Clarke,' she whispered. 'Do it in me, it's Ok. I want to feel you pump it deep inside'

She looked into my eyes again as I grunted and pumped my seed into her. My cum spat against Kimberley's already sodden insides, mingling with Matt's earlier deposit. The girl was filled with her double dose of cream, and I could feel the stuff dribbling out over my balls, there was so much volume inside her tight cunt.

Finally I stopped coming, and Kimberley slid away and lay next to me on the sofa. Matt just looked down at us both, speechless now, and without a word he turned from us and shuffled into what I presume was a bedroom.

Kimberley lay for long moments saying nothing. I took this as my cue and stood, pulling my trousers up.

'How do you feel,' I asked the silent girl.

She just looked up at me and shrugged. 'You'd better go,' was all she said.

'But...' I started to reply but was cut off.