Maggie's Slutty Nightmare Ch. 1 (Edited)

A special thanks to "Ferris" for editing this for me and chapter 2 as well, hopefully you guys will enjoy now being able to read these in their entirety and they turn you on just as much as when you first starting reading them.

Maggie’s Slutty Nightmare Ch. 1

Pitch black darkness. The feeling of smooth cool leather on my bare skin. The breeze of the air conditioning on my chest, hardening my nipples involuntarily. A chill running through my body, not from the cool air around my naked body, but the fear of not knowing what was going to happen next.

“Now be a good girl and do exactly what your uncle asked,” Jim said next to me. For a second I almost forgot he was there, my mind reeling about what was currently happening.

An hour ago, I was just taken by 4 large black men, then came home startled to find pictures and a website of all my, “experiences” since that summer and I do mean all of them. Somehow, some way, someone was there to capture it all and accumulate enough to make a very detailed account. I was then given instructions by an unknown man to expose myself at exactly 2am in front of my house. To my shock my neighbor was there waiting for me and to my further shock, I found out he was a part of the blackmail. A man I had known practically my whole life, a sweet, innocent man about the same age as my father, watched me expose myself and had me in his perverse clutches now.

Now here I sit, in his car, naked, spreading my legs as my hand slowly makes its way to my pussy. I don’t know why I felt so nervous. I had done worse. I had done it in front of a group of masked strangers, on a webcam with countless people watching and most recently on stage at a local strip club, but this felt different. This was someone that I knew, someone that knew me for so long that I never thought about sexually in my life and had always held seen me as a pure, innocent, good girl. It was like a humiliation I had never felt before. When my hand finally found my pussy, I felt almost cold. I’d like to say that it felt arousing, that I was so turned on that it sent ripples of pleasure, but I felt ashamed, guilty.

That’s when he started his story, of how he first learned about my secret “I was going for a walk when....”

Every word was an emotional rollercoaster. Him stumbling upon me, Derek texting him, how he knew everything that was going on and I was the one that was too naive to know otherwise. I was angry with Derek for exposing me. I was angry with myself for not knowing better, humiliated at everything that he had witnessed. How could I have been so incredibly stupid? I felt a cold, wet tear roll down my cheek. How long had I been crying? My emotions felt like they were going haywire, so much to take in, so much shock, exposure, anger, humiliation, I was drowning deep inside and I’m guessing that didn’t go unnoticed either.

The car came to a stop and I heard it put into park, a clicking of a seatbelt made me realize that he probably had undone his. I felt mine click open, releasing the grip of the seatbelt strap around my body as it pulled away from my body. I felt arms wrap around me and pull me towards a chest, I was being hugged.

“I’m sorry Magpie. Maybe this was too much too fast. Maybe it should have been more gradual,” he said, stroking my hair as he held me.

My face was buried in his chest and strangely it felt warm and comforting. With everything that I had just been exposed to all the emotions began to fade away and it felt like I could breathe again. The current state I was in was diminishing in my mind. The only thing that mattered to me was this feeling that I was experiencing right now, this, I dare say, loving embrace.

“How about we try this again, just sit back, and let Uncle Jim help you relax.”

His words were almost hypnotic as I did exactly what he asked and with the click of a button the seat began to warm and my body felt like it was melting into the seat. With another click, bumps slowly pushed out from the once smooth seat back and began kneading into my back. The massage balls slowly making their way up to my neck, pressing and pinching as it moved, painful at first with muscles too tense, rolling out the stress as it began to move its way down my body. I noticed the weight of my hands settled on my lap, I didn’t realize I had stopped touching myself since we had pulled over, my body now limp in the chair, I felt so relaxed.

“Mmmm,” I would moan involuntarily as the nodes would hit a spot on my lower back, sending pleasure through my spine and a tightness in my stomach.

Jim’s hand rested on my leg and at that moment, I didn’t care as it just added to the warmth and comfort I was feeling through the rest of my body. He began gently squeezing my thigh, but I was just too carefree at the moment to, well, care. My haze grew in my mind and I was only able to fathom the feelings I was currently experiencing. I slumped down a little in the chair, trying to make more contact with the seat, pressing into the back rest. His hand moving up slightly, slowly, cautiously, almost waiting to judge my reaction as he did until his hand found mine and I felt it flinch when he did, but in contrast, my hand didn’t move at all.

“How do you like the massage seat, Magpie?” his hand moved to rest on top of my right hand.

“It’s, mmmm, wonderful,” I said groggily, his fingers intertwining with my own, lifting it slightly off of my leg and moving it between my thighs.

I felt both his fingers and my own gently touch the mound over my pussy, applying pressure as they slipped into the folds of my pussy, finding my clit. The feeling was different than how I had tried masturbating before, especially with the contrast of his rough, thick fingers and my thin smooth ones.

“Mmmm,” I couldn’t help but moan as we began to rub my clit.

We? My mind asked for a moment, was I masturbating or was he using my hand to masturbate me?

“Oh god,” I whimpered quietly, the thought quickly fleeting as the feeling of pleasure was the only thing that mattered.

His hand was larger than mine and as he moved my hand to gently rub my clit, it was almost torture as the tips of his fingers would just subtly dip inside my pussy at the same time with every down motion. For the first time since the car ride started, I could feel myself getting wet and I could hear the sound of slouching as he began to purposely push his fingers into me up to the first knuckle.

“I don’t know about, mmmm,” his fingers went deeper, the tips of my fingers now following his inside of me, the feeling so intense with almost 4 fingers being pushed inside of me.

My once cold, indifferent body was now on fire. With the click of a button the moving massage balls in the chair stopped at my lower back, the spot that sent sexual electricity through me every time it was pressed was now being button mashed. With another click the base of the seat began to vibrate, its intensity rising and lowering like waves. Waves of intense vibrations so powerful that I could feel them through my ass, up through my legs and thighs all the way to my fingers inside of me.

I was slowly getting drunk with pleasure and hadn’t even realized that Jim had removed his hand and I was now touching myself of my own free will. It was like my hand was on autopilot not even knowing that the driver had jumped shipped long ago. The only thoughts in my head now, was how to get more pleasure and how badly I wanted to cum. I was no longer in a car with someone else. In my mind I was sitting at my desk at home, pleasuring myself like I usually did. I put my feet on the seat and spread my legs further, feeling my pussy spread open and give me better access to all of my favorite, sensitive spots.

I licked my lips as I took in the heat of the seat, the chair pressing its devices into my back, the vibrations of the seat, the breeze against my breasts and now my finger teasingly running circles over the exposed pink flesh of my pussy until I couldn’t take it anymore and began pushing two fingers deep inside of me. The smooth leather seat caused me to slump down just a little more, opening my cheeks and causing my anus to touch the vibrating seat directly.

“God!” it was like a live wire had just touched my asshole and I could feel it inside of me through my fingers.

Jim took my left hand that was gripping the seat and moved it to my bare breasts, grabbing it and manipulating it to massage my breasts like he did before with my pussy. This time it didn't take long at all for me to take over the motions he set into action.

“Oh, ahh, mmm,” I was a sex machine programmed to pleasure myself, nothing else mattered, not where I was, not who was there, not what was going on or had gone on, just the moment, just the pleasure.

I felt the tip of his finger touch one of my toes on my left foot and began to trace its way up my ankle, over my shin, the feeling of it on my bare skin driving me crazy. It found its way to my knee circling around my knee cap and as I was expecting it to come down my inner thigh but it moved over the top instead, such nonsexual areas that felt more erogenous than the obviously sensitive parts of my body. Maybe it was because no one other than myself had actually touched me there before and to think of it, I rarely did either. As it made its way to my hip, my hips almost instinctively thrusted up, even though I was touching myself I yearned for his finger to join me again, but it didn’t.

“Aweee,” I said in disappointment as his finger went over my mound and up towards my belly button.

Whatever he was trying to do, it was both arousing and confusing, but I didn’t care as long as it felt good and as my orgasm was building, it felt like it was waiting to see what the end result of his teasing was going to be to finally allow me to cum. Up over my taught stomach, over my ribs, was he going to tease the bottom of my breasts? No, he instead ran his finger up the center between my them, I wondered if he could feel my heart racing but it didn’t stay on my chest long enough as it was now at my throat, working its way up to my chin causing me to tilt my head back.

“Mmmmm,” I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue as I felt the tip of his finger find the tip of it and he push his thick digit inside.

I took it without resistance and sucked on it as he pushed it further inside of me, like a faceless penis that I wanted to pleasure. I was on the edge, I didn’t know how much longer it was going to take before I finally came, but I was now lost in lust.

His finger began pulling out of my mouth and I hungrily followed trying to keep it in for as long as possible until it came out with a pop.

“Mmmm,” the moans that were once being stopped by his finger were now coming out, as I continued pleasuring my body.

My fingers driving in deeper and deeper to satisfy my need for ecstasy, my hand roughly groping at my sensitive chest, the chair kneading into the most sensitive spot of my back. I didn’t even notice when the car started moving again and even worse, I had no idea what Jim was doing either. All that mattered was the pleasure coursing through my whole body.

“That’s it Maggie, focus on the pleasure,” I heard him say, a strange tone to his voice that I had never heard from him before, “focus on how good it all feels.”

“Yes, mmmm, it feels so good.”

“If it feels so good, how can it be wrong?”

“Oh god, it’s not, it feels so good, it’s not wrong,” I said between gasps, the words coming out without thought as I was fingering my pussy and rubbing my nipples trying to cum.

“And sex feels good right?”

“Yes, so good, it feels so good,” my eyes now tightly shut under the sunglasses.

“So that can't be wrong either, could it?”

“No, I love it!” I wasn’t sure what he was trying to do, all I could do was answer the questions.

“What do you love about it?” Jim said with a grunt.

“I love the feeling. I love being used. I love how intense it is, scary, overpowering and controlling,” words were coming out as if they were fueled by my growing orgasm.

“What do you want right now Maggie?”

“I want to cum, please, can I cum, I want to cum so badly.”

“Tell me, about Georgia, tell me why you did it.”

I froze, the words sunk fear back into me causing a conflict between my mind and my body, but it was different this time. The fear only fueled my lust. My mind started yelling out, no, we can’t tell him, this has to stop, we can’t do this. My body on the other hand was screaming for more; more pleasure, more fear, more raw emotions. I think Jim felt my inner conflict as I felt the car come to a stop once again and his hand resting on my knee. He started rubbing his hand along my knee, tensing every so often from something I could only imagine he was doing. I think he was stroking his cock, that he no longer could take what I was doing and had to find some relief himself.

“I wanted to be fucked. I didn’t want to be the innocent little girl everyone saw me as. I wanted faceless, nameless cocks to make me their slut.” The idea of Jim masturbating next to me and how much I was turning him on was turning me on even more, “Their warm, hard cocks penetrating my every hole, filling my insides with their cum. It was what I always dreamed of!”

“What does that make you Maggie?”

“Please, I’m so close, I need to cum. Please Uncle Jim, can I cum?” I was desperate now, for some reason needing his permission to finally find release.

“What does that make you princess?”

“A slut! A cock craving, cock addicted slut!”

I felt him lean over and put his hand behind the back of my head and his mouth by my ear, “you can cum now.”

That was the permission my body had been waiting for as the flood gates were thrown open and the orgasm began gushing out between my legs. I was cumming harder than I ever had before by my own hands and with the sudden intense sensation like being shot out of the barrel of a gun, I felt his lips on mine. Uncle Jim was kissing me and the only thing I could think to do was kiss back. His tongue slowly slipping into my mouth as it felt like I was having one orgasm after another, our tongues massaging each other as my whole body was tensing and shaking. If the sunglasses weren’t on, I swear he would have seen my eyes rolling into the back of my head as I didn’t know how much longer I was going to be able to withstand this unbridled orgasm before passing out.

When he finally stopped kissing me and withdrew back into his seat, I heard him giggle. “That looked intense Magpie. Looks like you enjoyed yourself after all.”

I was a mess, and didn’t know if this was all the orgasm or if I had peed myself gushing the way I did. My body slumped down into the chair, the massager turned off just leaving the warm relaxing heat. The orgasm was so intense that the aftermath left my body in very sensitive state. Every so often my muscles would tense and I would shake all over like aftershocks from an earthquake, but instead of aftershocks they were smaller orgasms. A finger found its way to the bottom of my quaking pussy and traced its way up my sensitive slit scooping up my juices as it went and then vanished as soon as it appeared.

“Mmmm, delicious, but I think it’s my turn now. Come on sweet girl, it’s only fair.”

In a daze my body went to autopilot as I slowly lifted myself and leaned over towards him. My arms week gave out causing me to fall face first into his chest.

“Looks like that orgasm took a lot out of you.”

It wasn’t just the orgasm, it was the rollercoaster of emotions, the sudden revelations, not to mention the rest of the day, being a stripper, the multiple orgasm from before, being gangbanged and the ride home. My mind was starting to wake again, for a moment, but feeling the panic start to grow I felt myself push it back down as I put a hand on Jim’s face and kissing him, this time starting it myself.

His hand wrapped around my throat, pulling me off of his lips and I was too weak to resist. Once I was far enough away that I couldn’t feel his breath anymore, two of his hands found the side of my head and began to pull it towards his lap.

“Now open your mouth sweetie, be a good girl.”

I did what was texpected of me. I was too mentally and emotionally drained to consider any other option. Too physically weak to pull myself up and it all just led me to give in to the side of me that actually wanted this. To be treated and used like the whore I was becoming. Whore I was becoming? More like the whore I already was.

“I’m such a dirty whore,” barely a soft mumble coming out of my mouth before the tip of his cock slipped past my lips.

There was no resistance as he slowly lowered me, my will to fight it, deny it, were all gone for the moment, as the shaft ran over my tongue and it started to slide down my throat. For the first time it didn’t hurt though, it just slid right in, I didn’t know if it was because it was thinner than most I had before or I was just getting really used to it, but eventually I felt his pubic hair on my lips and knew he was all the way in.

“Mmmm, princess, you’ve gotten really good at this haven’t you?” The words actually making me feel good about myself as he said them.

His hand was on the back of my head holding me in place, but to be honest I wasn’t uncomfortable at all as I felt his cock twitch inside of me.

“Now stick out your tongue for me.”

I did as I was told or at least the best I could sticking out my tongue as I felt his hairy balls rake over the top, the taste of salty bitterness coming off of it, but it strangely didn’t bother me one bit. I had come to accept what was happening to me and was not only allowing it but taking part as well. I ran my tongue over his balls, cleaning them with my tongue till the salty taste was no more and then began sucking on it as it was still lodged down my throat, but that quickly changed as I felt him pull my head back up until the tip was all that was left in my mouth. He removed the sunglasses and I looked up to see him breathing hard, his face red covered in perspiration staring down at me with an expression I never saw him make before.

“Mmmm, such a good little cock sucker.”

I knew the expression though, it was lust, it was arousal, it was the face I saw on people that saw me as nothing but a slut, a sex toy to be used and it made me feel… good, approved of, desired and to the shock of us both caused me to smile with his cock still in my mouth. Then his expression changed from lust to anger as he shoved my head back down causing his cock to ram down my throat and then back up and down again, hard and fast, unwavering and unmerciful as he fucked my mouth.

There was no stopping him, there was no asking him to ease up as all that came out of my mouth was, “gur, gur, gur, gur,” weird grunting noises as I tried to breathe. Each time being rammed down, my stomach hit the center console and knocked the wind out of me, my eyes wide with panic, my mind reeling wondering if I had done something wrong.

“Yeah, you like that slut. You love this don’t you? I didn’t fully believe it, god, but I do now. You are nothing but a cock craving whore!” The words more painful than the raging treatment being put on my mouth.

Strangly, my mind was turning the pain into pleasure and the harsh words into loving compliments. The fucking of my mouth somehow feeling like he was fucking my pussy which was getting warmer and wetter by the second.

“Cum, fill me, please fill me, please let me make you cum,” the words repeating over and over again, a voice in my head.

A hand at on the back of my head pushed me down completely till once again my lips were pressed against his rough pubic hair and I felt him slap my ass hard, causing me to scream and moan around his cock.

One slap, two slap, three slaps, and with the third his cock began to twitch and pulse shooting a massive load down my throat. He immediately pulled me back painfully by my hair, his dick coming out with a pop, the last spurts shooting into my mouth and landing all over my face as he did. I looked up at him out of breath as he pulled out his phone and pointed it at me.

“Smile for the camera, princess.”

I did the best I could, my heart racing and feeling light headed and dizzy from my head being tossed up and down like a shake weighty and my gut being beaten by the expensive cars center console.

Click.

“Now clean yourself and we can continue.”

I waited for him to hand me a tissue, napkin, anything, but realized what he meant and started scooping the drying cum off of my face and into my mouth. The taste was getting saltier and grosser by the second as it began to get cold, but I knew I had no other choice. He fixed his pants, put his cock away and turned off the car before getting out the driver’s side door and I was confused about what was about to happen next. Having the glasses on I had no idea where we were or what was waiting for me, for that fact I had no idea if anyone had even seen me and I quickly covered myself as he opened my door.

“That’s all for today Magpie, you can get out now.”

I got out of the car, my legs wobbly and still feeling a little dizzy. Maybe from the blowjob, the orgasm, or the intensity of it all, but when I finally got my bearings I realized where we were. We were back in his driveway.

It was like coming out of a dream as the cold night air began to surround my body from the open door. The adrenaline or whatever it was that was stimulating me was starting to wear off as well and I could feel the soreness of my jaw and slowly the rest of my body. I looked up to notice Jim had been standing there the whole time staring at me, looking more impatient by the minute. I figured by now there was no point being modest, not only had I been naked around him for a while now, he had also seen me masturbate as well as… kiss him and suck his cock.

The thought was making me blush, that I had kissed him and that I had been the one to start sucking his cock without any hesitation or resistance. I was starting to feel closed in, almost suffocating and needed to get out of the car as fast as possible but when I stood up to get out, my legs gave out and I started falling back towards the seat.

“Woah, don’t want you get injured,” Jim grabbed my arms pulling me to him, my naked body up against his.

The feeling of being outside, naked, while he was clothed let the humiliation of the situation start to crash over me all over again.

“I don’t, I don’t understand what’s going on.” I gripped his shirt tight to hold me up and at the same time out of fear. “What are we doing back here?”

“We just needed access to your room and a few things.” His words made me look up at him with eyes wide in shock. “We may have made a few changes, added a few surprises, gotten some information, nothing major.” He gave me a grin I had only seen by those that had used me before. “Well, you’ll get used to them anyways.”

He grabbed my arm and started pulling me back to the house, back to the open window of my room. I had forgotten I had left it open, with everything that had happened, I guess it wasn’t the biggest concern for the night and with such a safe small town, I didn’t think there was any danger in doing so. Little did I know a group was secretly plotting to blackmail and control me. When we got to the window, I tried to make my way in, but I was just too weak.

“Let me give you a little, push,” his hand now resting on my bare butt as I was bent over, half through the window, my hands on the floor.

But then suddenly his hand slipped away from my cheek, vanishing instead of giving me the shove I was expecting.

“Oh, god!” I clamped my hands over my mouth as the sudden shocking words came out.

I was filled all the way as Jim had shoved his cock rather suddenly and completely inside of me. It felt so much thicker and longer than it had been when he was in my mouth, almost like a different cock all together.

“Mmph, mmph, mmph,” my hands were doing their best to muffle the sounds I was making and I prayed my parents wouldn’t wake up and come see if I was ok as I was being fucked on my window sill.

I didn’t know how much more of it I could take, I was thankful that I was still wet, but the sensitivity and soreness of my pussy was making it more painful than pleasurable as I was being jackhammered by my next-door neighbor. I didn’t know if I was on the verge of an orgasm or passing out from the pain, but whatever was coming suddenly slipped away as did the cock inside of me, leaving me awkwardly empty.

“Sorry about that Magpie, couldn’t resist,” Jim said grabbing my legs and lifting them causing me to spill through the window and onto the floor. “Well, get some rest. You’ve had a long day, not to mention you should rest up for the ones still to come,” he closed the window and left.

I just laid there on the floor catching my breath, like I had just done a quick sprint. I couldn’t believe he had stuck his cock in me like that, without any warning and then fucked me and pulled out like he was giving me a goodbye hug. For the first time tonight, I almost felt violated. I didn’t understand what was with his cock either, it felt different somehow, was it the way he just took me without concern, I couldn’t put my finger on it but it made me feel concerned.

When I was finally able to get back on my feet, I looked around the room, but nothing felt different or out of place. In fact the only thing that I noticed was different was that my bed was actually made. Which having my bed made is a weird occurrence for me. I was too tired to bother with a shower and just threw on some old running shorts and a baggy Ramones shirt and got under the covers on my bed. Under my covers I felt warm, safe, almost like the rest of the world didn’t exist and I wasn’t sure if I wanted it to or not.

I didn’t know how I could let this happen or how it even happened in the first place. How could I have been so stupid and blind to not notice what was going on? I started smacking my forehead either out of frustration or self-punishment until I heard the sound of my phone start buzzing. I reached for it, it seems I was sent a message along with a video and it took all of my courage to press play.

“Now be a good girl and do exactly what your uncle asked,” I heard Jim’s voice from my phone but all I could see was me sitting in the car, naked.

I quickly forwarded through the video seeing the everything that had happened tonight from the moment I got into the car till I had left, it had caught everything blurring Jim’s face out whenever it came into view.

A text message came with the video.

"We will be in contact.”