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Fantasia: Collection Of Viddler's Stories

Story 89 College Girl

                    COLLEGE GIRL
                   
                  by V. P. Viddler

     "Make us some sandwiches, college girl," I said.
     She looked at the four of us sitting around the table. There was
fear mixed with defiance in her eyes.
     "Go on, Mindy," I said. "We're hungry. Make some sandwiches, okay?"  
     She got up.
     "Mindy," I said.
     She waited, looking at me. I smiled.
     "Do it topless," I said.
     She stood still. I saw her eyes. I loved what I saw in her eyes.
     "Mindy," I said. "Do it."
     I saw tears in her eyes. Then she grasped the bottom of her sweater and
pulled it off over her head.
     The guys gasped. Her bra was white. Her breasts went up and down with her
rapid breathing. 
     "Topless, I said."
     Mindy took a breath. She put her hands behind her and unhooked the bra.
Then she took it off and dropped it.
     The guys made some noises. Said some words.
     Mindy was red, then white. Without a word she turned and went into the
kitchen.
     It took her a while. She came out with a plate of sandwiches. She put it on
the table. Naked to the waist. Then she sat down. She didn't ask if she could
put her clothes back on. She knew the answer. She just sat there.                                                                                                             
     We ate. Watching her.
     "College girl," I said. 
     Mindy said nothing.
     "We're all going to have you, you know," I said. "All of us. As much as we
want. Any way we want. You know that, Mindy, don't you?" 
     Mindy said nothing. 
     "Sure you do. College girl. And there's nothing you can do about it, Mindy.
Is there?" 
     Mindy said nothing. 
     "Answer me," I said. "Answer me, college girl. There's nothing you can do
about it. Is there?" 
     "No," Mindy said. 
     "Tell me," I said. "Say it." 
     "There's nothing I can do about it," Mindy said. 
     "Fucking cunt," I said. 
     Mindy began to cry. I liked it when she cried.
     "I like it when you cry, Mindy," I said. I like that a lot. Bill," I said.
"Give her something to cry about." 
     Bill got up and went over and stood in front of Mindy.
She didn't move.
     Bill unzipped his pants and took his cock out.
     Mindy didn't move. 
     Bill began to piss on her. 
     Mindy cried out in surprise and disgust and started to
get up. 
     "Don't move, Mindy," I said. "Sit down and stay down. Do it." 
     Mindy sat down again. 
     Bill was still pissing. He pissed on Mindys breasts, and then on her face.
He pissed in her hair. Bill had been saving up his piss all day long. By the
time he stopped pissing Mindy was sopping with his piss. And crying hard. 
     "College girl," I said. "Go take a bath. You stink."
     Mindy moved to get up. 
     "Crawl, college girl," I said. "Get down on your hands and knees and crawl
to the bathroom. Crawl for us, sweet bitch cunt cocksucker college girl."
     Mindy crawled. 
     "Take a fucking bath," I said. "And when you come out, don't bother to put
anything on. You won't need your clothes for a while, Mindy. Quite a while.
Okay?" 
     Mindy didn't answer. I went over to her and reached down and took hold of
her hair and pulled her head back by it until she cried out. 
     "Okay?" I said, smiling at her. 
     "Yes," Mindy said, sobbing. 
     "Say it."
     "Okay," Mindy said. "Okay, I will. I will. I will."       
     "College girl," I said. 
     I didn't wait for Mindy to come out of the bathroom. I got impatient and
went in there while she was still in the bathtub.  I sat down on the toilet and
took out my cock. 
     "Suck me, Mindy," I said. "Come over here and suck my cock, college girl. I
want to see you sucking my dick. I want to see that mouth of yours wrapped
around my prick, and I want to watch your lips moving up and down on it, and I
want to feel your tongue stroking it, and I want to hear you crying while you do
it. I want to watch how much you hate doing it for me, Mindy. That's the best
part, isn't it? How much you hate it.  How much you hate me. How fucking
helpless you are to do anything about it. College girl. Do it, bitch. Do it,
cunt. Do it, cocksucker. Do it for me now." 
     Mindy moved down in the tub, then got up onto her knees and leaned over the
side of the tub so she could reach me as I sat on the toilet. 
     I said, "Mindy, baby, tell me what you're going to do.      
     Mindy had a hard time saying it. But she did. "I'm going to suck your
cock," she said. 
     "Say it again, Mindy darling."
     "I'm going to suck your cock," Mindy said. 
     "And you're going to swallow my come," I said. "Aren't you, college girl?" 
     "Yes," Mindy said. 
     "Say it," I said. 
     "I'm going to swallow your come," Mindy said tightly.
     "God, it's good to hear you say that, Mindy. Now do it. Slowly.  Slowly,
Mindy. Slowly." 
     Mindy leaned over the edge of the tub and took me in her mouth. Slowly she
did it. Sucking me. Stroking me. Hating me.  Slowly. While I told her what she
looked like and what she was.  Until I shot into her mouth. And she swallowed
it. All of it.  Crying. 
     "You'll do that for all the guys," I said. "I think they'll all want you to
do that before they fuck you. I'll fuck you too, Mindy, don't worry. And after
all of us fuck you to our heart's content, fuck you as long as we want and in
every way we want, what should we do with you then, Mindy? College girl? What do
you think? Show you off, maybe? Have a big party and show you off to all the
guys in school? How about that, Mindy? Show them all what you can do. What a
smart beautiful sophisticated college girl can do. You think they'd like that,
Mindy? I do. You know us high school boys, Mindy. We always wonder about you
smart sophisticated stuck-up college girl types. I'm going to put you on
exhibition, Mindy. A fucking exhibition. How many guys do you think you can fuck
in one night? A hell of a lot, I bet. But first, of course, you have to be
softened up. Don't you, Mindy?" 
     "No," Mindy said. 
     "No?" I said. 
     "No," Mindy said. "I'll do anything you want. I will. You don't have to
hurt me."
     "Yes I do, Mindy," I said. "Oh yes, I do. I do. First of all, the guys
would be disappointed it the exhibition didn't start out with Mindy college girl
hanging from the ceiling by her wrists, stark naked, waiting to be whipped.
Don't you know that?"
     "No," Mindy said. 
     "Yes," I said. "And the whipping, Mindy. That's going to be something.
We're all looking forward to that. Mindy hanging there, swinging, naked,
helpless. And screaming. Screaming, Mindy. As the whip cuts into your body.
Screaming. And begging.  And twisting. And kicking. And promising anything.
Anything.  If only it will stop. But it won't, Mindy. Because all the guys want
the chance to whip your fucking college-girl body, Mindy darling. And make you
scream for them." 
      Mindy was sobbing hard. 
      "Now you can go inside," I said. "I want you to thank Bill for pissing on
you. Then I want you to ask the other guys if any of them would like to piss on
you now. If so, you let them do it. Okay, Mindy? If not, you can start sucking
them.  Go. Crawl, Mindy." 
     Mindy crawled. 
     Nobody else wanted to piss on her. They all wanted her to suck them. Mindy
did so. Then we fucked her. All night long.  Mindy was crying most of the time,
but she fucked us any way we wanted. 
     "Mindy," I said, "college girl cunt, it's time for you to fuck the dog." 
     "No," Mindy said. "No, I won't. You can't make me." 
     I smiled. "I was hoping you'd say that," I said. "Hold her down, guys." 
     "No," Mindy said. 
     The guys grabbed her and spread her out on the floor and held her down. 
     I lit up a cigarette. 
     "No," Mindy said. "God." 
     "Will you fuck the dog?" I said. 
     "Please," Mindy said. 
     I did it slowly. 
     Slowly. 
     Slowly,l ground my cigarette out on her right nipple.                     .   
Slowly.
     Smiling.
     Loving her scream.
     Loving her scream. 
     Loving her sobbing. 
     I lit another cigarette. 
     "Will you fuck the dog, Mindy?" 
     "Jesus Christ for god's sake please no," Mindy said, sobbing, twisting,
struggling. 
     "Hold her tight," I said. 
     I ground the cigarette out on her left nipple. 
     Loving her screaming shrieking howling begging. 
     "Will you suck the dog?" I said. 
     "Yes," Mindy said. 
     "Say it." 
     "I will. I will suck the dog. I will." 
     "Too late," I said, and as Mindy screamed I ground another cigarette out on
her right breast. 
     Then on her left breast. 
     Then one on each thigh. 
     Mindy was going crazy with agony. Screaming and twisting and bucking. 
     "Say it," I said. 
     "God please," Mindy said. "Please let me fuck the dog please let me suck
the dog please I'll fuck the dog I'll suck the dog I want the dog to piss on me
please what do I have to do please god Jesus Christ god please oh god." 
     "Sweet college girl," I said. "Sweet hurting helpless college girl," and I
fucked her. I fucked her and fucked her and fucked her and fucked her and fucked
her...



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