THE HUMILIATION OF YASMINE




Yasmine made love to the camera, she shoved her beautiful rounded tits
forward and sucked in her flat well toned stomach. The soft blond down of
her pussy was trimmed neatly and she spread her legs so the soft pink
innards of her sex could be photographed. It was the ultimate insult the
young blond model could provide her boyfriend Jake; she had caught him out
at their favorite restaurant with an exotic looking redhead.

He had seen her and tried to make excuses but she had seen them kissing and
holding hands lovingly only moments before and had stormed from the room in
anger. Now it was payback time, what Jake had always claimed as his was now
open to the world; the international men's magazine was paying her a bundle
for the exclusive shots.

"That's it Yasmine honey, open those delicious pussy lips for me, now lick
your fingers as if you have the juices of the most succulent fruit upon
them, good, good, man these are going to be soooo hot baby, that's it now
give me that sexy look again". The photographer worked her up as he snapped
continuously, she responded eagerly finding herself actually becoming turned
on by the sheer sexual exhibitionism of the poses he directed her to
perform.

The photo shoot was over quickly and Yasmine found herself in a hot
frustrated state of arousal, so she frigged herself off in the change room
to satisfy her immediate urges. Her fingers flying rapidly across the
pointed extrusion of her clitoris, she whined softly when she came and drove
three of her long fingers into her convulsing hole so it could grip tightly
around them as she climaxed.

She didn't see Jake for a couple of weeks but he sent a huge floral display
with a card saying simply, 'sorry for the misunderstanding, love Jake'. She
laughed and tossed the card away, not sure whom he thought had
misunderstood; she wanted him urgently, her sex pulsing at the mere thought
of him. She also knew he was going to absolutely explode when he saw the
photo's that put her best kept secrets on display for the world.

Jake turned up one night late, she opened the door and he walked in taking
her in his arms, he kissed her and pushed her up against the wall, sliding
his hands beneath her robe and pulling her open. He made love to her
roughly, lifting her up and pinning her to the wall like a butterfly on the
rock hard protrusion of his cock. Yasmine was ecstatic, her pussy shuddering
and creaming all the way through as he made her his once again, everything
was forgiven and forgotten, he had come to claim her and she would succumb
willingly.

Two nights later Jake appeared unannounced again, he stormed into her
apartment nearly knocking her over. As she followed him into the lounge he
turned and slapped her hard across the face with the magazine filled with
the naked shots she'd had taken, as she fell he flung it at her, his face
raging with pent up anger. "You fucking slut, how could you flash your dirty
little cunt like that, to all the world? How could you?! You dirty whoring
bitch!"

He left then, left her lying there on the floor, her face burning where he
had slapped her, but her pride was hurt more. How dare he come here and
claim her all to himself, when he went out with his other whores without so
much as a by your leave. She gritted her teeth and went to wash her stinging
face, her pussy crying out for him, wanting him to return and satisfy its
urgent craving for his cock.

He was right, she was a slut, a whore, but she was his whore, she couldn't
help the deep longing she felt inside for Jake. He came and went as he
pleased and sometimes wouldn't call her for weeks, then would come to her
when he felt like it and made love to her, then he would leave her needing
him more than ever before. She cried that night and fucked her sorry cunt
with her vibrator, sending herself into a shivering explosive climax before
falling asleep alone in her bed.

A week later a single red rose arrived with a card attached, 'be dressed and
ready for dinner by eight, Jake'. Yasmine couldn't help it, she was so happy
she dressed in the sexiest dress she could find, its silky filmy length
clinging to her naked body beneath. She perfumed herself with a seductive
scent she knew would drive Jake wild, confidant in her appearance she draped
a wrap around her shoulders and went down to the foyer exactly on the dot of
eight.

Jake's car pulled up as she reached the door and she climbed in, her whole
body trembling with heightened sexual anticipation. She could feel the tight
puckers of her nipples pushing hard at the soft material of her clothes, her
pussy moist and throbbing with a light sexy buzz that pulsed right to the
tip of her clitoris. Her hand slipped into Jake's lap as they took off,
finding the rigid stem of his penis and releasing it from his trousers.

Her hand stroked it gently and then more urgently as they traveled through
the darkness, she felt him move beneath her touch. "Suck it," his voice
whispered in the darkness and she obliged, her full soft lips finding his
pulsing glans in the darkness and sucking his length into her warm wet
mouth.

They stopped and she paused in her ministrations, glancing up for a moment
as two taxi's pulled up either side of them. She ducked back down into his
lap hoping the occupants had not caught sight of her head, she smiled
wickedly as her pussy pulsed with excitement and resumed working on his cock
with her lips and tongue.

Jake started moaning and pulled over, she could feel his hands slide down
her back and pull the hem of her dress up over her hips. She spread her legs
for him, allowing him easy access to the moist center of her pleasure zone,
moaning around his cock as he sank his fingers into her wet horny snatch
awkwardly. As Jake's cock began emptying shots of hot cream into her
greedily sucking mouth, she felt the car move, then a flash of a camera,
followed by many others.

Yasmine looked up shading her eyes against the bright lights; to her horror
there were men pressing against the windows, surrounding the car. Some had
cameras, others were leering at her and had their engorged cocks in their
hands, rubbing them against the windows of the car as they flogged them. She
felt Jake's hand push her head down again into his lap, "give them a good
show Yasmine and clean up the mess you just made of my cock" he growled as
he hauled the hem of her dress higher so they could see all of her nakedness
clearly.

"Here boys, take a good look at this month's beautiful centerfold slut, see
how well she sucks, she's just as good when she fucks, who wants a piece?
For the right price only of course" he yelled at the men who pushed and
shoved to gain a glimpse of Yasmine's naked twisted body as Jake held her
head tightly in his lap. Yasmine struggled blindly unable to release his
grip on her hair as she heard the electric buzz of her window opening, then
she cried out with fear when he offered her like a hooker for the right
price.

Her face pressed against his flaccid cock, the pungent odor of his cum
smearing across her tightly pursed lips. She felt the tears of humiliation
sting her eyes as she felt hands grasping her through the window, grabbing
her breasts and buttocks, groping at her unprotected pussy. Unknown fingers
delving into her wet slippery cunt as if it were party dip, she tried to
scream but Jake pushed her face harder against his lap so it became
difficult to breath.

She slapped at Jake while at the same time trying to protect the naked parts
of her body to no avail, a hoarse cry of panic escaping her lips as the
unwelcome fingers also invaded her arse hole. She felt the spattering of
what she presumed to be cum spray through the open window and all over the
skin of her thighs buttocks and chest. She felt an unwelcome horniness
building within her as the men played with the most sensitive parts of her
anatomy. The whole episode frustrating her so that cries become even more
hysterical, she screamed out Jake's name over and over until finally the
engine revved and they left the crowd of groping men behind.

He released her and she struggled to pull down her dress, covering her
nakedness, her pussy pulsing with an unwelcome orgasm as she breathed with
relief. They drove in silence for a while until she turned her hurt and
angry eyes to him "why Jake, why?" was all she could ask as she searched his
passive face in the shadows.

"You got off on it didn't you? You really are just a horny little slut
Yasmine, you need to find that out sooner or later, that's why you keep
coming back for more" he shrugged, his eyes never leaving the road. They
pulled up outside a dark building and he got out of the car, opening her
door he helped her to her feet. As he closed the door he pressed her against
the car and pulled her skirt up, shoving his hands between her legs he
fondled her wetness "Slut" he whispered as she shivered beneath his touch.

A small noise escaped her lips, but she didn't complain nor answer him back,
she knew what he called her was true, as every nerve in her body cried out
for him to fuck her right there against the car. Taking her by the arm he
guided her firmly into the building, it was dimly lit but lavishly furnished
with animal prints and black velvet. The room he left her in was dark except
for small dim spotlights in the ceiling high above, the music was soft with
the hint of deep breathing in the background, making her shiver again with
anticipation.

She backed against one of the curtained walls on the far side and yelped as
she felt hands come from behind the curtains and fondle her breasts. She
moved away and her mouth opened with surprise as naked men began appearing
from behind the black velvet drapes. They approached her slowly as if moving
in time to the music, their pale bodies contrasting against the black
backdrop of the room. All the men were well aroused, their cocks pointing to
her as if she were the main attraction, which of course she was.

Yasmine was surrounded she felt hands upon her removing her dress and she
cowered in the center of the circle of naked men, uncertain of what to
expect. Some touched her, caressing her sensitive nipples, while others
stroked their erections above her. She felt herself trembling with
excitement as many hands manipulated her breasts. Yasmine was drawn gently
to her feet, her legs spread apart and she was leaned forward, supported by
some of the men on either side.

Heated excitement coursed through her quivering frame as she felt her
buttocks being parted and a hot wet mouth make contact with the sensitive
skin of her pussy slit. She moaned and relaxed against the supporting men,
cocks were being rubbed against her, all over her, as the hot tongue licked
her arse hole, probed her cunt and strummed her clitoris. Yasmine felt as if
she were living a fantasy that had never been divulged, then her head flung
back and her eyes sprang open as she was impaled by a thick cock driving
deep into her horny cunt.

"OOOOOOOOHHHHHH!" she cried out suddenly, trying to move but finding herself
held tightly by her tormentors. A hot slash of cum splashed across her face
as one of the men ejaculated prematurely, she turned her face to find
another cock being pumped by a fist only inches from her mouth. The cock in
her cunt plunged and jerked inside her as his hips slammed against her
buttocks, the slapping noise almost drowning out the music that drifted
through the room.

The cock was removed from Yasmine's cunt before it had even finished,
replaced by another as a hot spray of cum splashed over her buttocks. The
men around her seemed to rotate and Yasmine gave up trying to escape, her
body hanging by its arms bent forward as one after the other they fucked her
shuddering body. She lost count of how many times she climaxed and her body
began to feel as if it were more cunt than anything else.

Slashes of wetness assailed her from all angles, her body covered in the
thick creamy puddles of cum. Just when she thought it could get no worse,
the cock currently fucking her pulled out and rammed straight into her ass.
"AAAAAGGGNNNHHHHNOOOO!" Yasmine cried as her body became rigid with the
shock, her bottom hole stretched open around the thick cock of a stranger
she couldn't even see.

The cock began pumping and grinding against the tightness of her sphincter
until it was lodged deep inside her bowels, her insides churning as her
stomach was distorted by the huge invasion inside her gut. Yasmine could
feel the sting of tears in her eyes again as the cock began plunging in and
out of her arse hole, a hand began to play at her clitoris and she swore
softly as she felt her pussy began to tighten and clutch within as she
rapidly approached orgasm.

As she was arse fucked she felt more slashes of wetness fall across her
naked twisting form, her body shuddering as another orgasm ripped through
her. The cock in her butt pulsing as her insides squeezed tightly around it,
the hot flood of cum shooting out of it's throbbing tip deep inside her
bowel. The cock was removed and she felt it being wiped against her buttock,
her head was pulled back and she opened her eyes to look straight into the
single eye of a thick bulging cock.

Before a second passed Yasmine's face was covered in hot sticky goo as the
cock brought forth its contents right in her face. She shut her eyes and
tried to turn her face but she was held fast by her hair, not sure how many
men followed suite and emptied their ball sacks over her tightly clenched
mouth. She could feel the hot sticky mess sliding down her face and dripping
onto the floor below as she sputtered and tried to breath through the mucky
coating.

As she was released from the strong hands that had been holding her she
collapsed, falling to her knees, her hands franticly trying to wipe the
sticky muck from her eyes. She opened her eyes to see she was still
surrounded by a circle of naked legs and in the dimness looked up to see the
faces of her tormentors.

This was, as she found out, a mistake, before Yasmine could see any of them
clearly she felt the hot liquid hit her back in a strong stream, another
then another followed, she managed to cower and cover her face as the whole
circle of men commenced pissing on her curled up form as it lay on the
floor. The stench of male piss invading her nostrils, she was covered from
head to toe by the hot steamy stench, her hair plastered to her shoulders.

A hand grabbed her hair and her head was lifted back, she clawed blindly as
a hot stream of piss hit her directly in her face "Drink Slut!" her mouth
opened to complain and was filled with the vile tasting hot liquid, she
gulped and spluttered, coughing and choking until the stream subsided.

She was released and left curled up in the stinking mess, as the men seemed
to disappear from where ever they had emerged from. Yasmine remained curled
on the floor, the humiliation and degradation combining with the
overwhelming feeling of sexual satisfaction she had experienced; she
shivered as she heard footsteps approaching.

Jake stood looking down at the naked shivering form at his feet; she was
still beautiful even in the state she had been left. He threw a towel at her
"clean yourself up you dirty whore and get dressed, I can't believe you
actually got off during that, but then again if you advertise your wares the
way you do, I guess you are just begging for it like the slut you are" he
said in a sorrowful tone.

Yasmine looked up through dark circles of mascara that had started to run
down her face, she dried herself then found her crumpled dress and slipped
it on. Jake wrinkled his nose at the foul stench that emanated from her
bedraggled form, "c'mon, lets get you home where you can clean that filth
off" her growled low as he made his way out of the building.
Yasmine followed him with her head hung low, she didn't see another soul on
the way out to the car and neither Jake nor she spoke a word on the way to
her home. Jake sat in the driver's seat; he didn't open her door he just
uttered an expressionless "get out" before driving off and leaving her
standing like an abandoned puppy on the sidewalk.

Yasmine watched his car drive out of sight with tears of humiliation and
anger streaming down her face, she wandered dejectedly back up to her
apartment. Removing her dress she threw it straight in the trash and
showered until her skin was red raw with scrubbing. She fell asleep as soon
as she lay down on her bed, exhaustion setting in from the events of the
evening.

Before she drifted off she thought of Jake, she still wanted him, she
wondered if he had joined the group of men that had used her so brutally, or
if he had just watched as she was fucked over and over again. She knew he
would be back and she smiled as she drifted off into a dream filled sleep, a
couple of weeks and he would get over it. He had been so angry at her that
she couldn't believe he didn't care and she wondered what wonderful plan he
would come up with next time to torture her yearning body.