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"Well I carried that air bed out, and as I got to the garage, I asked the younger one of them if he'd like to carry it up the stairs for me, and put it on the roof. The older one was already up there doing some job or other. Well as he climbed the steps, I walked up along side him, and put my hands around him, you know, just stroking his chest."

"Why on earth did you do that? I told you to be careful; you're not exactly dressed like a nun. You might know you'd be giving him ideas."

"Well yes, but I never expected that he'd rape me."

"So what happened?"

"Well as he was putting the mattress down, he just brought one arm around me, and rolled me down onto the mattress."

"And then he got on top of you?"

"Well not straight away."

"Go on then, what happened next?"

"Well, as he rolled me over to the mattress, I just grabbed onto what ever I could to stop myself falling. I didn't mean to pull his shorts down."

"Oh Lena! You pulled his shorts off?"

"Not on purpose. I just grabbed to save myself."

"So who'll believe that? So I guess once you'd pulled his shorts off, he pulled your bikini bottom off?"

"It all happened so quickly. As his shorts came down, his great big dick sprang out. Then from nowhere the other man appeared, and in seconds I was naked. They were all over me. I kept saying no. but they didn't stop."

"Well really Lena, did you expect them to?"

"I guess not. But you promise you won't tell my Christer?"

"Don't be silly, you know I won't say a word. But are you alright?"

"Yes. It wasn't that they hurt me; I guess it was quite pleasurable really. It was just them being in control, and not knowing who was watching."

"Well no need to worry about that, which is why we picked that spot to sun bathe, it's totally secluded. And the builders won't dare say a word, not if as you say you were telling them no."

"I think I'll go home and get a shower, my Christer finishes early on a Friday, and I want to be refreshed before he comes home."

"Ok bye for now, come around one day over the weekend, and we'll sunbathe together then."

"Ok will do, bye for now"

So now she was gone, all I could think, which I know is very selfish, is, at least she's held up the work, so they won't have so much time to have sex with me. Well lunch time arrived, and they all packed up work, and made their way to the house. I asked them what they had been doing to my friend, but I got the story from a different angle. Like she said, she'd asked Loather to carry the air mattress up the stairs for her, which he said he did. But according to him, all the way up the steps, she'd been stroking his dick with her hand on the outside of his shorts. So by the time he got onto the roof, he said his dick was ready for her. Then while he was placing the mattress down, he says, she just stood there and lowered his shorts. So he said it would have been impolite not to have obliged her. Well who do you believe? I guess it doesn't really matter who was telling the truth, the result was the same, and like I said, it had held up the building work, so they still hadn't finished.

Now at this point, Stenn told me to sit on his knee. I thought.

"Oh god, here we go again."

"Hold-up there Stenn. I said we'll have no more playing about until this jobs finished. You and Loather have already put the job behind by larking around with that other trollop earlier on."

So I looked like I'd be safe until the job was done.

"Have you done those photos for us?"

"Yes there's three CD's on the kitchen table."

Well the rest of this break went without incident, and when it was over, they all trooped out to the Garden.

Then as they started work, an idea struck me. I ran out to the garage where Johan was working.

"Here's the CD's. I've just had a phone call from school; my little boy has been taken ill. I'll have to dash; I'll lock the house when I go. I'll get back as soon as I can, but if you're gone by the time I get back, promise you won't tell anyone about what you found on my PC."

"Go on my dear. Playing around is one thing, but your children come first. And rest assured, your secret is safe with me. Hope everything is ok with your little boy. Take care."

Well with that I was gone, straight around to one of my friends. When I got there, I phoned the school, to give them the phone number where I was in case they really did need to contact me. I waited until I knew my Göran would be on his way back from work before I made my way back home. The builder's truck was already gone, and I pulled into our drive about five minutes before Göran. This was the end to what had been a long two days. I didn't contact the English author for about a week, as I felt so guilty. But then one day, I decided I'd just email him, to see how he was. Well he sent me another story, and I resumed my conversations with him via emails, as if the two days of hell had never happened.

After about three weeks, I'd just started to put the whole event out of my mind, it was early evening, there was a phone call, and Göran answered it.

"Camilla, it's a man for you, I don't recognise his voice."

I took the phone, never dreaming it would be anything out of the ordinary.

"Hello, Camilla speaking."

"Hello slut, remember me? You still owe me a fuck."

I guess I turned white, but for a second or two I was stunned. Then as I stood there in silence, I had Göran asking me something, while Stenn was questioning me on the phone.

"What's wrong dear? Who is it?"

"Cat got your tongue?"

"Err. It's no one dear."

"But you've gone all pale, you look terrified."

"Oh sorry darling. It's just some bad news; a friend's dog has died."

Then from the phone Stenn spoke up.

"Now I wonder why you've got dogs on your mind, I bet you've been drooling over them dirty stories again."

"Well who is it?"

"It's just someone from work, but she's too upset, that's why her husband has rung me."

"Ok, but what is he ringing you for, surely there's nothing you can do to help."

Stenn spoke up again. "Tell him she wants you to go around to see her now, while he handles getting the dog to the vet. Then you can come and fuck me."

"No I couldn't possibly come out now."

"What do they want you to do?"

"Oh it's ok; he just wanted me to go around. She's upset, and he wanted me to go and sit with her while he takes the dog to the vet. But I told him it's too late for me to go out now."

"You go. Your friend needs you. I'll look after everything here."

"If you don't come now, I'll put a copy of this CD in the post to your husband."

My mind was racing, here was Stenn threatening me, and me telling lies, like I did it for a living. And my lovely Göran was as usual, being caring and considerate.

"Meet me in ten minutes, in the car park of the Holiday Inn. Don't be late, other wise I'll be sending this CD, or at least a copy of it."

"Are you sure you don't mind if I go?"

"Don't be silly, if your friend needs you, you go now. I'll wait up for you."

"I'll get back as soon as I can. But there really is no need to wait up."

"Well I'll wait up all the same. Now you get yourself off, and help your friend out."

The guilt came flooding back, here I was lying my head off, and going to meet a man to let him fuck me! I got in my car, and I was soon pulling into the car park of the Holiday Inn. As I slowly made my way through the car park, a car parked in one of the bays, flashed his headlights. God; that must be him. My heart sank, I knew I didn't want to meet this guy, and I'd been getting more and more nervous as I'd travelled along. But now as my fate was sealed, the reality hit me hard. I got out of my car, and locked the door. Then as I walked these last few paces towards his car, my foot steps were getting smaller, and slower. Then as his window slid down, Stenn's face appeared, revealing his smug grin.

"Come on slut, I haven't got all fucking night. Get that fucking cunt of yours around to the passenger side."

I didn't reply, but now realised that Stenn would be even more brutal in his attitude now he hadn't got the watchful eye of Johan keeping him in check. I opened the car door, and sat myself down along side him. As I reached back to pull the door closed, I felt his hand forcing its way into my crotch.

"Get that fucking arse forward on the seat, and spread your legs so I can get at your cunt."

I did as he'd ordered, and as I slid forwards, his fingers went in past the side of my panties, and up my hole. With the door now shut, I lay back on the seat, legs wide open, with Stenn ramming away into me with his fingers.

"Get your fucking cunt over into the back, and get stripped off."

There were no niceties like please or thank you, just cruel orders barked sharply. I did as ordered, and within seconds he was climbing into the back to join me. He hadn't stripped, just undone his belt and lowered his trousers.

I lay back naked and opened wide, and he was soon fucking me like he hadn't got a second to loose. And indeed, he was cumming up inside me before I'd even started to get relaxed.

"Right bitch, you can get yourself dressed now."

I'd thought ahead, and brought tissues with me in my bag, so I was soon cleaned-up and dressed. Then as I was about to pull on the door handle to let myself out I said.

"Ok you've had what you wanted. Can I have the CD back now?"

"Back! Are you joking? I'm keeping that; it will give me many nights of good jacking-off material. Hey what do you think you're doing?"

I'd pulled the door handle, but he must have had some kind of child locks on, as it had no effect at all.

"I was going back home, I've done what you wanted."

"You're going where I take you; I haven't finished with you yet."

"But please. I've let you make love to me. My Göran is waiting up for me."

As he started the engine, and the car drove off down the road at great speed, he said.

"He'll have a long wait then, wont he?"

"Please I'm begging you, my children might need me."

"They don't need a fucking dirty bitch like you; you're going where you can make better use of your talents."

"Where are you taking me?"

"You'll soon find out, now shut your fucking face, or I'll have to gag you."

I sat in silence, watching the roads flash by, as we drove off into the darkness on roads I didn't recognise. We travelled for about thirty minutes. Then the car slowed and pulled into a roadside pullover, and stopped right behind a big Mercedes car. All the doors opened on the car, and in the pool of light from our headlights, I saw four men approaching us. One was only a small man, who looked quite old, but the other three were massive, like bodyguards.

"Ok bitch, this is the end of the line. When I tell you to do something, you fucking do it straight away or I'll fucking beat the shit out of you. You understand me?"

I was too terrified to speak; I just sat there trembling and nodded.

"I asked you a fucking question bitch. Do you fucking understand me?"

"Y-Yes. I-I'm sorry."

With that he jumped from his door, and went to greet the men as they came level with his car. He shook the hand of the old man, who by the body language of everyone out there, it was obvious was the man in control. He then pointed to the back of the car, and walked up and pulled one of the back doors open.

"Get out."

I climbed out, and stood there trembling, with all eyes upon me.

The old man, who I later found out was called Hans, spoke first.

"Let's see her tits."

Stenn spun around, and looking directly in my face he said.

"You heard the man."

I just started unbuttoning my blouse, and then lifted my bra to show my breasts to the assembled group of men.

"Yeh, they're ok. Spin her around, and get her to bend down and show me her goodies."

Again I got the look from Stenn, and I instantly turned around. Put my hands up my skirt, dropped my panties and stepped out of them. Then I lifted the hem of my skirt up to my waist. And spread my legs wide open as I bent down. All this without Stenn saying a word.

I felt someone, I guess Hans, spreading my pussy lips open, and probing with at least two fingers. He probed my pussy for about twenty seconds, and then pulled out, and started pushing one of his fingers up my bottom.

"Yes, she'll do. $10,000 wasn't it?"

"You agreed to pay $20,000."

"Well. Now I'm saying ten. Unless you want to argue the point with my friends back here?"

And with that he pulled his finger from my bottom, and I stood up in time to see him gesturing to the three big bodyguards standing behind him.

Stenn looked gutted as he took the money from the outstretched hand. But he realised he wasn't in a good bargaining position.

"Ok take the fucking bitch; she's getting fucking sloppy anyway."

Suddenly the man gripped the money before it left his hand. Stenn gave a tug to try to retrieve it, but as the man nodded his head, two big men lurched forwards, and pinned Stenn back against his car, gripping his wrists as they pulled him away. Hans was stood there in front of him, money still in hand.

"So you think she's getting sloppy, and you were still going to charge me the full price for her? Tie him down."

These men didn't need to be told how to do this; it was obviously something they'd done many times before. They'd produced a rope from their car, and in less than a minute Stenn was tied by his wrists to his door mirrors, laying face down over the bonnet (hood) of his car.

"Right my dear, I'm sure you have cause to want to get even with this man?"

I was just stood there, still petrified, and I had no idea how to respond to his question.

"I-I don't know."

"Why are you stupid? Or are you just retarded?"

"N-N-No. I just want to go home to my children."

"But my dear, surely you realise he's just sold you to me?"

"Well I guess so, but I need to get home as soon as you've done what you want to me."

"You don't get it, do you? You're coming with me. If you do good, and men like you, I'll keep you in a hotel. But if you do turn out to be a sloppy old hag, or you don't please men clients, then you'll end up walking the streets, and living in a brothel until I can sell you on."

I burst into tears, and couldn't get the words to make a sentence.

"Sob. Please. Sob. My babies. Sob. My husband. Sob. God no. Sob. Sob. I beg you. Please."

"Carry on like that, and I'll sell you on tonight. Get your fucking self together or you'll only be fit for dog fucking vids."

"Please I beg you. Sob."

"If you don't want to end up making dog fuck movies, you'd better stop that crying."

"S-Sorry. 'Sniff.' I won't cry. I promise."

"Ok get over there and take his belt from his pants."

I didn't know what this was leading to, but I went to Stenn, reached under his belly, and undid his buckle, then pulled his belt from his trousers.

"Pull his pants off."

I unzipped his pants and started pulling them down.

"And his boxers. I want to see his bare arse."

I reached back up to the waist band of his shorts, and pulled them down, collecting the trousers on the way. As soon as I'd got them from his feet, the bodyguards moved in, taking an ankle each, and tying him with legs spread wide apart.

"Ok my dear. This is your initiation test. Get it right, and you'll sleep in a hotel bed. Fuck-up, and you'll spend the night in the car boot (trunk), and by this time tomorrow, you'll have made your first dogporn movie. Do you understand me?"

I was terrified, and would have done what ever he told me to.

"Yes."

"Yes master."

"Yes Master."

"Good. Take his belt, and thrash him as hard as you can, if you don't make wheals on his flesh, I'll have my lads demonstrate on your own arse, so make it good."

I took hold of the belt doubled it over in my hand, and lashed across his bare bottom as hard as I could. He flinched, and his buttocks clenched as the belt cracked down on his flesh.

"That was good. Keep going until I tell you to stop."

I kept on thrashing, but my arm soon got weak, and after about ten lashes, he said.

"Ok that will do."

Then as I turned to look towards Hans, he handed me a big rubber dildo.

"Ok girl, I want to see this going right up his arse."

Now I hated Stenn, but I knew that there was no way I could force a dry, un-lubricated dildo of this size up inside him.

"Have you got anything to lubricate it?"

"Force it up, make the bastard squeal."

I didn't think this was a man to argue with, so I took it across to his bottom, and pushed it at his hole. No way was it going to go up there without some kind of lubrication.

"If you don't get it up, you're sleeping in my boot and fucking dogs tomorrow."

I pushed as hard as I could, but it just folded over in my hands.

"Use some common sense my girl. Either stick your tongue up his arse, or stick the dildo up your cunt to wet it."

He was of-course right, but neither of these options appealed to me. His look told me I hadn't got long to make up my mind, so not liking the thought of licking his bottom; I squatted with my knees apart, and eased the big dildo up inside myself. I'd soon got it going up to full length inside me, and my juices were really flowing. Quicker than I'd expected, and more than usual. All I can think is I was excited by having an audience.

Very soon I was pulling the now slimy wet dildo from between my thighs, and as I pushed at his bottom, it entered.

"Good girl. Now keep spitting on it as you push it up him."

Now although I'd used the juices from my pussy to lubricate the dildo, I hadn't done this to make it easier for Stenn. After all I owed him no favours; it was his fault I was here in the first place. So as I followed instructions and rammed this big dildo in and out of his bottom, Stenn was thrashing about against his bonds, and hating every moment. Whereas, I was now getting some kind of perverted pleasure making him suffer, and providing I could get the dildo to force its way in, I was forgetting about spitting on it. How long I fucked his bottom for I don't know, but I began to realise that Hans was talking to me.