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In the Dorm
by VP Viddler (1994)

***

There's four of us and only one of you. Four guys and 
one girl. We could make you suck you suck all our 
cocks. Couldn't we? (MMMF, dom, reluc, bd, orgy)
 
***

Author Note: All of my stories contain some or all of 
the following; Non-consensual sex, rape, bondage, heavy 
pain, torture, incest, degradation, underage 
characters. If these things offend you, do not read.

***

Judy had always been a respectable girl, fairly modest 
and not at all forward. Not that she was a virgin or 
anything, but hardly what anybody would call 
promiscuous. So how was it that she was now being taken 
by three boys at once, while a fourth was standing over 
them and whipping her naked back with his belt? 

It had started out as a typical fraternity bull session 
in the dormitory. It was Judy and Martin and Tom and 
Bill and Howard, sitting around doing nothing. Howard 
was bored. 

"This is boring," Howard said. "Let's do something." 

"No," Martin said. "Let's not." 

"Howard's right," Tom said. "What we want is a good 
orgy or something." 

"Right, an orgy," Martin said. "How about it, Judy? 
Want to orgy with us?" 

"No thanks," Judy said. 

"Party pooper," Martin said. 

"Sorry, guys," Judy said. "I'm not the orgy type." 

"How about playing post office?" Tom said. "Or strip 
poker? That sounds like fun." 

"No, thanks, anyway," Judy said. 

"Damn," Tom said. "And I'm horny too. Right now you 
look pretty good to me, Judy." 

"Gosh, thanks," Judy said. 

"I'm not kidding," Tom said. "I'd love to do it with 
you. How about it?" 

"Come on, guys," Judy said. 

"You do have a nice bod, Jud," Howard said. "Can't 
blame a guy for thinking about it." 

"What is this all of a sudden?" Judy said, smiling. 
"Look, why don't we go to a movie or something?" 

"Nice mouth, too," Tom said. 

"Terrific mouth," Martin said. "Gives a guy lots of 
ideas." 

"Martin!" 

"What? Don't you like sucking cock, Judy? You ever do 
it?" 

"That's enough!" Judy said. "Just cut it now, okay?" 

"I just want to say," Martin said, "that I'd love to 
have you on your knees in front of me. With that mouth-
-" 

"Damn it!" Judy said. "Stop it right now! Okay?" 

"But it's so exciting," Howard said. "I want to see it. 
I'd love to see it. Wouldn't you, Bill?" 

"I'm hard," Bill said. 

"Look," Judy said. "If you guys don't shut up I'm going 
to leave, okay?" 

"You don't want to do that, Judy," Martin said. "I 
think you want to suck Bill's cock. While all of us 
watch you." 

"I think you want a slap in the face," Judy said. Not 
moving. 

And then Martin said, "We could make you do it." 

There was absolute silence in the room. 

"What?" Judy said. 

"I said we could make you do it," Martin said. "There's 
four of us and only one of you. Four guys and one girl. 
We could make you suck Bill's cock. We could make you 
suck all our cocks. Couldn't we?" 

"Sure," Judy said. "And I could have you all put in 
jail, too." 

"You wouldn't do that," Martin said. 

"Why wouldn't I do that, Martin?" 

"Because you want it," Martin said. "Don't you, Judy?" 

"Martin, I think you better leave," Judy said. 

"Okay." Martin got up, but instead of moving to the 
door he stopped in back of Judy's chair and swiftly and 
suddenly caught hold of her pony tail with his right 
hand, pulling it backwards and downwards so that Judy's 
head was pulled back, her neck straining, her mouth 
opening and emitting a startled cry of pain at the 
cruel pull of her hair. Martin twisted the hair in his 
hand, increasing that pain. 

"Aahh!" Judy cried. "Stop! What are you-- Don't! Aahh!" 

Martin didn't let go, but twisted some more. Judy's 
face was a mask of pain. 

"Stop! Please!" Judy was twisting in her chair, and 
trying ineffectually to hit back at Martin, but her 
position in the chair did not allow her hands to reach 
him. 

Bill, Tom and Howard watched with various degrees of 
surprise and wonder, but they watched. 

"Judy," Martin said, still twisting her hair. "Oh 
don't," Judy said. "Stop. Please. Oh god, please--" 
"Judy," Martin said. "Go down on your knees." "What?" 
Judy said. 

"Jesus," Howard said. 

"Shut up, Howard," Tom said. 

Bill said nothing. 

"Go on, Judy," Martin said, his hand in her hair. "Go 
down on your knees. On the floor. Go on." 

"No," Judy said. 

Martin twisted harder. 

"Aaahh! Don't!" Judy said. 

"We want you to go down on your knees, Judy," Martin 
said. "And you want to also. Don't you?" 

"No!" Judy said. 

"Yes, you do," Martin said. "Do it, Judy. Do it for us. 
Kneel down on the floor. Go on." 

For a long moment there was silence except for Judy's 
loud rapid gasps. Nobody said anything. Martin still 
held Judy's hair. And then, without looking at anybody, 
slowly, gradually, Judy began to slide forward in the 
chair. Martin still held on, but his hand moved with 
her. Judy slid to the edge of the chair and hesitated. 
Martin waited. As did they all. And Judy with a sound 
like a gasping sigh slid off the chair and sank down to 
her knees on the floor. 

"That's the girl, Judy," Martin said, his hand in her 
hair holding her head up. "I knew you wanted to do 
that. And now you want to suck Bill's cock, isn't that 
right, Judy?" 

Howard gasped. 

"I--No," Judy said in a quivering voice. "No." 

"Bill," Martin said. "Get over here. Sit in this chair, 
right in front of Judy. Judy wants to suck your cock 
while we all watch her." 

"No," Judy said softly. "No, I don't. Please." 

Bill was now sitting in front of Judy. Martin now 
twisted Judy's hair. Judy cried out in pain. Martin 
said, "You want to do it, Judy. You know it. I know it. 
We all know it. We're all watching, Judy. Do it. Do it, 
Judy. Unzip Bill's pants and bring out his cock and put 
that pretty mouth on it and suck him off. Do it." 

Judy was panting and her body was shaking. Martin's 
hand was still in her hair, but not as tightly; it held 
on but allowed room to move. They all watched, rigid 
with anticipation and suspense. 

And slowly, Judy's hands started to move. Looking at 
nobody, Judy slowly unzipped Bill's pants. And 
tremblingly brought out his cock. And then Judy drew a 
long, deep, shuddering breath. 

"Oh god," Judy said, now looking swiftly around at them 
all. "Oh dear god." 

And then Judy bowed her head and opened her mouth and 
put it around Bill's penis. Bill gasped. And then 
Judy's head was moving up and down, slowly, 
deliberately, moving up and down with Martin's hand 
still in her hair, and Judy was sucking Bill's cock, 
kneeling on the floor and sucking his cock as four boys 
avidly and astonishingly looked on. 

"That's it," Martin was saying. "That's it, Judy. Look 
at that, guys. Watch how Judy is doing this. We're all 
watching you, Judy. All waiting for our turn." 

Judy was moaning now around Bill's cock, moaning and 
kind of sobbing, but she didn't stop doing what she was 
doing. 

"How is it, Bill?" Martin said. "Is she good? Is she 
using her tongue on you?" 

"She's great," Bill said. "She's good. You're damn 
good, Judy." 

"I thought so," Martin said. "I always thought you'd be 
a good cocksucker, Judy. I can't wait for my turn." 

Judy moaned again, but didn't stop. Up and down her 
head moved, up and down that mouth slid on Bill's cock. 
Slowly and now faster. Until Bill said, "I'm going to 
shoot," and Martin said, "Do it right in her mouth and 
let her swallow it. Swallow it all, Judy, and we'll all 
watch you." 

By now Tom and Howard had moved to sit closer so they 
could have a good view of what Judy's mouth was doing. 
Judy was whimpering now as Bill's cock was spasming and 
jerking, and then Bill shouted out with pleasure as his 
jism spurted out into Judy's sucking mouth. Judy, 
gasping, swallowed. Tom and Howard and Martin watched 
avidly. Bill was spurting again and again, and Judy was 
swallowing and swallowing, her face flushing wildly as 
she did so. Until Bill slid his penis slowly out of her 
mouth and sat back panting. 

Judy was panting also, and gasping and still kind of 
sobbing. But she didn't move. She stayed as she was, on 
her knees. Almost imperceptibly Martin took his hand 
from her hair. Judy didn't move. 

"That was nice, Judy," Martin said. "That was 
beautiful. Wasn't it, guys?" 

"Damn right," Tom said. Howard said something also. 

"And now, Judy, you're going to be fair and do that for 
all of us, aren't you?" 

Judy caught her breath but said nothing. 

"Judy?" Martin said. 

"Yes," Judy said softly, breathlessly. "Yes, I'll do it 
for all of you. Yes." 

"Because you want to, don't you, Judy?" Martin said. 

"Yes," Judy said finally. "Yes, I want to. I want to do 
it to all of you. While you watch." 

"What else would you like to do for us, Judy?" Martin 
said. 

"What?" 

"What else, Judy?" 

"Nothing," Judy said. 

"That's not true, Judy," Martin said. "Is it now?" 

"Please," Judy said. 

"Tell us, Judy." 

"Anything," Judy said in a low voice. 

"What's that?" Martin said. "I can't hear you, Judy." 

"Anything," Judy said again. "I want to do anything you 
want. I want you to make me do it." 

"I know you do," Martin said. "That's because you're a 
slut, isn't that right, Judy? A dirty filthy slut 
whore. Am I right?" 

"Yes," Judy said. 

"Tell us, Judy," Martin said. "Tell us all about it." 

Judy started to cry. "I'm a dirty filthy slut whore," 
Judy said, sobbing. "I'm a cunt bitch slut and I want 
to have to do it for you. Please, please, please." 

"Lie down, Judy," Martin said. "Lie down on the floor." 

And Judy did, lying down on her back. 

Martin crouched behind her. "Give me your hands, Judy," 
Martin said. "Put them back here and stretch yourself 
out." 

And Judy did. 

Martin took her wrists in his hands, pinning them down 
to the floor. Judy's clothing was pulled tight over her 
body, bringing out her good breasts and hips and 
thighs. 

"Now, Judy," Martin said. "You're going to fuck for me. 
Aren't you? All of us. Aren't you?" 

"Oh god," Judy said. 

"Yes," Martin said. "You're going to fuck us all. Say 
it, Judy. Say that to me." 

"I'm going to fuck you all," Judy said, her voice 
straining. 

"That's right," Martin said. "You're going to fuck Tom 
here. Aren't you, Judy? Say it." 

"I'm going to fuck Tom," Judy said, not looking at any 
of them. 

"And you're going to fuck Howard. Say that." 

"I'm going to fuck Howard," Judy said. 

"And you're going to fuck me too, isn't that right, 
Judy?" 

"Yes," Judy said. "I'm going to fuck you." 

"What about me?" Bill said. 

"And you'll fuck Bill, won't you, Judy? Say it." 

"I'm going to fuck Bill," Judy said. 

"Because you're a fucking slut nympho, isn't that 
right, Judy?" Martin said. 

"Yes," Judy said, crying. "Yes. That's what I am. Yes." 

"Now it's time for us to see your body, Judy," Martin 
said. "We've all thought about what you look like 
naked, Judy. We've all pictured you without any clothes 
on. Now we'll find out. You'd like us to see you naked, 
wouldn't you, Judy?" 

Judy closed her eyes. "Please," she whimpered. 

"Say it," Martin said. 

"Yes," Judy said. 

Martin twisted Judy's wrists. Judy cried out. Martin 
said, "I want you to ask the boys to take your clothes 
off you, Judy. I want you to ask them nicely, all 
right?" Twisting her wrists again. 

"Don't," Judy said. 

"Judy," Martin said. "We want to see your breasts. May 
we do that?" 

"Oh," Judy said. "Dear sweet god," Judy said. "Yes." 

"Judy," Martin said. "Ask Howard to take your blouse 
off. Ask him sweetly. Bet him to do it. Do you 
understand, Judy?" 

"Yes," Judy said. 

"Ask him to unbutton your blouse," Martin said. "And 
ask him to feel your breasts while he's doing it." 

Judy was gasping. Her body was squirming as Martin 
manipulated her wrists. "Howard," Judy gasped. "Please-
-please unbutton my blouse, Howard. Please." 

"God!" Howard said. 

"And?" Martin said. 

"And please--please feel my breasts," Judy said. 

"Do it slowly, Howard," Martin said. 

And Howard did. Unbuttoning Judy's blouse from top to 
bottom, touching her breasts, moving his hands over 
them. And pulling the blouse apart to show Judy's 
rising and falling breasts in a pink brassiere. Judy 
was panting hard, almost sobbing. 

"All right, Judy," Martin said. "Ask Tom to cut that 
bra away." 

Judy could hardly speak. "T-Tom," Judy whispered. 
"Please... c-cut my brassiere away." 

"All right!" Tom said, and grabbing up a scissors from 
a table, did just that, cutting the bra apart, cutting 
it into strips, and pulling it away from Judy's high 
round firm stiff-nippled naked breasts. 

"Topless whore," Martin said, and Judy writhed, 
moaning. 

"I want to see your legs," Martin said. "All of them. I 
want to look at those luscious curvy thighs that you 
will be wrapping around my body as I fuck you, Judy." 

Judy couldn't catch her breath. 

"Judy," Martin said, "I want you to pull your skirt up. 
I want you to pull it up slowly. As all of us watch. I 
want you to pull it up all the way, all the way up 
around your waist, baring your legs for us, showing us 
your thighs, all of them. Will you do that, Judy?" 

Judy was squirming and panting. "Yes," Judy said. "Yes 
I will. I will, I'll do it, yes, I'll show you my legs, 
yes, I will, look at me." And Judy pulled up her skirt. 
Slowly. Up. All the way. Slowly. Up over her calves. Up 
over her knees. Up over her thighs. Up over her hips. 
All the way, and lay there with her legs bare and her 
panties showing twisting as they looked at her. 

"You want to be fucked, don't you, Judy?" Martin said. 
"Say it." 

"I want to be fucked," Judy said. 

"Who would you like to take your panties off?" Martin 
said. 

"Anybody," Judy said, crying. "Anybody pull them off, 
please oh god please, please." 

Tom did. 

"Naked whore cunt," Martin said softly, and he kissed 
her mouth. "Spread your fucking slut legs for us, 
Judy." 

Judy spread her legs slowly apart. 

"Tom," Martin said. "Do it to the bitch." 

Judy was crying as Tom lay on top of her and sobbing as 
he put his prick inside her and moaning as he fucked 
her. 

"Fuck him back," Martin said, and Judy fucked him back, 
arching and twisting and curling her legs around him 
and moving to his rhythm. 

"What are you doing, Judy?" Martin said. 

"I'm..." 

"Say it. Say what you're doing." 

"I'm fucking," Judy cried. "I'm fucking, I'm fucking, 
I'm fucking... fucking... fucking..." 

"And you love it, right, Judy? You love it all. Tell 
us, Judy. Tell us you love it. Don't you, Judy?" 

"Yes. Yes. I love it yes... yes I love it I love it 
yes." 

"Tom's going to come in you, Judy. Come with him. Come 
for us and we'll watch you. You love it, don't you, you 
fucking exhibitionist sick little slut bimbo?" 

"Yes!" Judy shouted. "God yes! I'm coming! Oh fuck I'm 
coming AAhhhhh!" 

"Passionate masochistic slut," Martin said as Tom got 
up. "Turn over, Judy." Twisting Judy's wrists hard so 
Judy cried out again. Twisting until she was forced to 
roll her body over. Martin had his cock out. "Give me 
that pretty whore mouth, Judy baby," Martin said, 
pushing Judy's head down into his crotch. "Take me in 
that mouth and suck me. Suck it slowly and beautifully, 
Judy." 

Judy, moaning, took his cock into her mouth. 

"Okay, Howard," Martin said. "You can use Judy's fine 
tight little ass." 

Judy tried to say something, to raise her head. Martin 
didn't allow it. Judy had to keep sucking him as Howard 
took her very painfully in the ass. As Judy 
involuntarily came, howling around Martin's cock, 
Martin shot his jism down her throat. 

And then it was an orgy. All night long. Judy 
accommodating all four boys with her body, with her 
mouth and her ass and her cunt. Two at once. Three at 
once. Until she was crawling and coming, coming and 
crawling, until Martin was standing over her as she lay 
above Howard fucking his cock as Tom fucked her ass and 
taking Bill in her mouth again, and Martin pulled his 
belt off and started whipping Judy with it. Quite hard. 
Anyplace he could reach. And Judy was screaming and 
sucking and fucking and howling and hurting and coming. 

And afterwards sprawling across the floor they all knew 
that Judy was theirs any time they wanted her. That 
Judy was at the beck and call of any and all. Any way, 
any time, any place. "Isn't that right, Judy?" Martin 
said. 

Judy was crying. 

"Spread out, Judy," Martin said. "Right now. On your 
back. I'll whip your breasts and I'll fuck the shit out 
of you." 

And Judy was moaning and lying back and spreading out. 
"Look at me. Look at my body. I'm a slave. I'm a slut. 
All yours..." 

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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