Julie dressed then she straightened up the bedroom. She put her bra in her purse since her tits were slightly swollen and somewhat sore from the punches.
She had to admit that the dark-haired man had known what he had been doing. He had made it hurt without leaving any marks.
She was relieved to see that the men hadn't taken anything but the beer, and it appeared that none of the furnishings had been dam aged. At least she wouldn't get in trouble with Mr. Smith.
No one else came to see the house that afternoon. Julie took a late lunch, came back, and left about four o'clock. She checked in at the office then returned home.
The next morning, Mr. Smith was waiting in the office for her. He had an important client with him, a Mr. Jenkins. Jenkins was an older man, very distinguished looking and the owner of much property.
"Julie," Mr. Smith said, "Mr. Jenkins has a ranch out in the canyon which he plans to sell. We have some details to work out, but today I want you to look at it with him and we'll get your opinion about the property. You'd better plan on spending the whole day out there."
When Jenkins excused himself to visit the men's room, Mr. Smith pulled Julie aside. "Be very nice to Mr. Jenkins, Julie," he cautioned. "He's a very important client and needs to be entertained. Be sure you do anything he wants. Understand?"
The sexy redhead promised that she would bring Mr. Jenkins back happy and winked at Mr. Smith. Smith patted her voluptuous ass and retired to his private office with Candy. The little secretary grinned at Julie and flicked her wet tongue across her red lips as she closed the door.
On the way to the canyon, Mr. Jenkins told Julie about his struggle to the top. He had been one of seven children of a penniless family. Through sheer cunning and determination he had been able to build a small empire in the manufacturing business. Now, nearing retirement, he was selling several properties, one of which they were going to see today.
"You see, Julie," he explained, "I am wealthy enough to have anything I want, in whatever way I want it. The people who work with me often become rich, also, because I help them. But the successful ones know that their fortune results from keeping me happy. Do you understand what I am saying?"
Julie assured him that she did and hiked her skirt up several inches, pretending that she was too warm. They were in her car and, as she drove, Jenkins feasted his eyes on her full, firm tits and shapely legs.
Julie's big tits were still swollen from the previous afternoon's activities, but they were no longer tender. Their increase in size was considerable, however, and since even her largest D-cup bra hadn't been big enough that morning Julie had decided to go braless.
She was glad that she had. The swelling caused her huge tits to be even firmer than usual and they jutted out from her exquisite chest in a most suggestive way. Her large brown nipples showed clearly through the thin white T-shirt she had chosen to go with her short clingy skirt and spike heels.
Julie took a deep breath and her spectacular tits swelled sensuously. She smiled invitingly at Mr. Jenkins as he admired her tits.
The drive to the canyon took over two hours. They stopped for lunch at an expensive restaurant where the head waiter knew Mr. Jenkins on sight. Their table was in a secluded corner and Jenkins insisted that Julie order anything she wanted, regardless of price.
"I have a charge account here," he joked.
They both feasted on broiled lobster and Julie managed to down three vodka martinis before the food came. She was giggly during the meal and ordered another drink after.
"Pull up your shirt and show me your tits!" Mr. Jenkins suddenly ordered.
"Mr. Jenkins!" Julie squealed. "We're in the middle of a restaurant!"
"Look around you," he urged. "No one can see."
The little redhead looked to each side. True, no one was in a position where her horny actions could be seen.
"Come on, honey!" Jenkins whispered. "I want to see what you've got under that T-shirt!"
Giggling, Julie pulled her tight T-shirt out of the waist-band of her skirt. She looked around once more and lifted the garment up to her chin, exposing both alluring tits. She shook her shoulders slightly and arched her back. Her swollen tits swayed from side to side.
Jenkins whistled. "Those are real beauties!" he gasped from across the table.
Julie felt wicked. She took another sip of her martini and, leaving the tight shirt pulled up, kicked off one of her sexy heels. Looking around once more, the inventive redhead rested her dainty foot in Mr. Jenkins' lap. She found his hardening cock and massaged his prick through his clothes with her soft toes.
"You're everything Smith said you would be." Mr. Jenkins smiled, gazing at Julie's brazenly exposed tits.
The little redhead sighed and rested her elbows on the table, capturing her jutting tits between her arms and pressing them together, pin-up style. Her tiny painted toes slid up and down the older man's erect prick.
Following Jenkins' directions, Julie turned off the hard road onto a county-maintained dirt road. After about ten miles on this, a turn to the west put them on the private trail leading to Mr. Jenkins' ranch. The road was pitted and washed in places, more suited to a four-wheel drive than to Julie's convertible.
At the ranch, they were met by Joe, Mr. Jenkins' caretaker. Joe lived at the ranch by himself, looking after the property. He was lean and muscular, a tanned giant of a man. He looked Julie up and down and grinned.
"That little filly's got more curves than a dozen sidewinders," he joked to Mr. Jenkins, licking his lips.
Julie faked a laugh and stuck out her tits. Joe had a pretty good body, but she could do without his humor.
They spent about an hour looking over the house and barns. Before taking a look at the surrounding land, Jenkins said he wanted to show her one more building. Joe accompanied them.
Nestled in a grove of trees, bidden from the main house, was a small squat structure about forty feet long.
"This we call the playhouse," Mr. Jenkins explained to the attentive girl.
He opened the door and flipped a switch.
The previously dark room was bathed in light. "What is it?" Julie gasped.
The room they entered was windowless. In the center was a small stage with light bars hung overhead. The stage contained only one object – a king-sized bed. Around the stage were several rows of theater-type seats.
"Do you have performances here?" she asked innocently.
"You might say that," Mr. Jenkins replied as Joe chuckled to himself. "In fact, there's going to be one this afternoon!"
Mr. Jenkins led Julie past the stage and down a dim hallway. He opened a door to the right and motioned her m.
"You dressing room, my dear," he said politely. "You clothes have been laid out."
Mr. Jenkins exited and closed the door.
The little redhead was perplexed. She didn't fully understand what was going to happen or what was expected of her.
She examined the clothes on the dresser. There were only three items – a pair of black nylon stockings, a sexy lace garter belt and a pair of black shoes with spike heels and tiny straps across the top.
Julie remembered Mr. Smith's orders – be sure you do anything he wants.
OK, thought the redhead, what the hell?
Julie unbuckled her short skirt and let it fall to the floor. She kicked off her heels and peeled down her tiny bikini pants. Finally, the spectacular girl removed her tight T-shirt.
Julie admired herself in the full-length mirror as she prepared to dress. Her swollen tits looked great. The redhead liked the extra size and the way they tended to stick straight out like twin cannons. Maybe she could get them to stay this size if she had somebody punch-out on her tits every couple of days.
The big-titted girl fastened the lacy garter belt and slid a chair over to the mirror. She watched herself as she pulled the smooth, black nylons up her shapely legs. When she had fitted the spike heels to her tiny feet, Julie stood to look herself over.
Dynamite! Julie couldn't believe how good she looked! She had never had the chance to wear a garter belt and nylons. She belonged to the panty-hose generation and, although she had seen girls in porno films and magazines with them on, she had never considered them for herself.
The redhead strutted back and forth in front of the mirror. She was getting hot and excited just looking at herself. Mr. Jenkins had some good ideas after all.
"Julie, please report to the stage," Mr. Jenkins' voice crackled over the intercom.
The sexy redhead, naked except for the exotic outfit, walked alone up the unlighted valley. She could feel her huge swollen tits bounce as she walked. The bare flesh of her succulent ass and full round hips jiggled invitingly.
Julie squinted when she entered the stage are. Hot, bright floodlights were turned on, illuminating the big bed. Mr. Jenkins stood by the stage with an expensive-looking TV camera.
"Ever made a porno film before, Julie?" he asked, licking his lips.
"So that's what all this is for!" the redhead gasped. She was about to protest but then remembered Mr. Smith's directions to make Jenkins happy.
"It's for my private collection, honey," the older man reassured her. "No one you know will ever see it."
Julie climbed to the stage. Her long, shapely legs were delightfully displayed by the black stockings and high heels. The soft hair of her red cunt was framed by the black lace of the garter belt. Her stupendous tits looked extraordinary under the bright lights.
Julie heard a rustle behind her and Joe appeared. He was dressed in just jeans, his tanned, muscular chest and arms exposed. The little redhead felt her legs go weak. She could tell by looking that he would not be gentle.
"Go ahead, Joe," Mr. Jenkins called. "You know the routine!" He moved closer and raised the camera.
"Come here, bitch!" Joe snarled and grasped a big handful of Julie's red hair. He jerked her roughly around in front of him so that the small girl faced into the camera.
"Spread wide and shake those big tits!" he ordered.
As the muscular man held her in a powerful hair-lock, Julie stretched her lovely, nylon clad legs wide apart and shook her shoulders. Both huge, dazzling tits danced for the camera.
"Tie 'em, Joe." Jenkins called. "I want 'em bigger!"
The tanned giant pulled two short lengths of nylon rope from his back pocket. Releasing the redhead's hair, he spun her toward him. Julie watched as he encircled each big swollen tit with rope.
"Owwwwwww!" she cried in pain as he tightened each one. Both tits swelled up beautifully, the milky skin tightly stretched and shiny. Joe gave each big nipple a hard pinch and the brown knobs stood up at attention.
Joe got Julie in another hair-lock and faced her back toward the camera. Jenkins filmed as the little redhead with the trussed-up tits spread wide and displayed her cunt. She shook so that her soft tit-flesh jiggled enticingly under the bright lights.
Joe stood masterfully beside her and gripped her hair tighter each time she slowed down her performance.
"Show off everything you've got, cunt!" he growled. "Show the man your little pussy!"
Julie ran her tiny hands across her sleek stomach. She dipped her fingers into her red pussy bush and stroked her wet cunt lips with her painted nails. Excited by the huge man who controlled her, the redhead inserted two fingers and rubbed hard.
"Lick 'em, baby!" Joe ordered as he pulled on her hair. Julie obediently put both dripping fingers to her lips and licked the cunt juice off with her wet tongue.
Joe pushed her down on all fours, and Julie spread her lovely legs as wide as she could. On her hands and knees, she displayed her lush pussy and inviting asshole to Mr. Jenkins. Joe sneered at her as he unbuckled his pants.
Nude, Joe grabbed Julie by the hair and hauled her over to the big bed. The big man had a cock to match his size and build. Julie drooled as she feasted her eyes on his colossal prick. His cock was long and incredibly thick with a monstrous, purple prick-head!
Joe forced the girl to her hands and knees on the bed and pulled her to the edge. He stuffed his big, throbbing prick-head into her mouth and, reaching over her lovely little body, slapped her hard on her big soft ass. Her succulent ass shook delightfully as Julie sucked on his giant prick.
"Aaaaaah, baby, that's the way to do it!" exclaimed Joe. "Suck my big prick! Suck it hard!" He slapped her big ass again with one hand and squeezed a huge tit with the other.
Julie felt her cunt moisten as his engorged cock-head pulsated against her hot little tongue. She felt Joe's massive hands kneading her fabulous tits as they hung down from her lovely chest and swayed back and forth.
The big man took his huge prick in one hand and grabbed Julie roughly by her red hair. He withdrew his thick slab of cock-meat and lifted her head up. He looked into her face.
"You're getting hot, aren't you, bitch?" he teased.
"Yes," answered the little redhead, her voice quivering.
Joe snapped her head back and whipped her across the face with his heavy cock. His mighty hunk of prick-meat stung her soft cheek and jarred her head.
"You ever been cock-whipped, baby?" he taunted.
Joe slapped her again, this time harder. Julie's head snapped to the side. She felt pussy juice running down the inside of her warm, soft thighs.
Wham! Barn! His powerful cock hit her again and again across her pretty face, leaving trails of prick-juice to roll toward her chin. Mr. Jenkins was on stage with them, getting the best camera angles.
Joe once again forced his huge cock into Julie's little mouth. Her willing lips wrapped around his prick at once and she sucked. The big ranch hand got a firm grip on her red hair and shoved hard.
"Ugggggggh!" Julie gurgled as his thick prick-shaft slid all the way down her throat. She felt Joe's curly cock hair against her ruby lips as the mighty prick fucked her mouth savagely. Joe roughly jerked her head up and down on his giant prick.
"Tie her down!" Mr. Jenkins ordered.
Joe flipped the little redhead onto her back and lashed both hands and feet with rawhide strips. Her arms and legs were spread wide and Joe shoved a big pillow under her back to make her luscious body arch suggestively. Every inch of Julie's creamy skin was exposed and vulnerable. The black nylons and garter belt contrasted with her milk-white skin.
Joe got over her on all fours and rubbed his stiff prick against the silky insides of the redhead's thighs.
"Oooooh," she moaned.
He slid up and rubbed his huge cock across her soft belly, letting his hard prick-meat sink into Julie's pliant flesh. His big cock spit fuck juice onto her captive flesh. Joe rubbed his cock in it, greasing her entire stomach!
Joe stopped momentarily and checked the nylon ropes which bound Julie's big tits. He tightened each one and her spectacular tits looked ready to burst. The taut ropes caused the redhead's tits to swell up like big balloons. Her brown nipples puckered.
The big man moved up and slid his immense prick across one of her huge nipples, depositing a big glob of thick, slippery fluid.
"Aaaaaagh!" Julie reacted, straining at the rawhide bonds.
Joe fucked her tits, rubbing his monstrous cock against the tightly tied mounds of titflesh. He greased them up with prick-juice until they glistened with the clear fuck juice.
Next, the man moved to Julie's pretty face. He held his cock in one, hand and rubbed his prick against her lovely cheeks and across her nose. He made the redhead keep her eyes open and watch. Soon her entire face was slippery and wet with juice. Joe got back on all fours and fucked hard against her nose and mouth, letting his big hairy balls rub her lips and mash against her little nose.
"Turn her over!" Jenkins ordered.
Julie breathed heavily and her steaming little pussy dripped as Joe's big hands untied her bonds and easily flipped her over. Her gigantic, bound-up tits mashed into the bed and Joe shoved the pillow, now doubled over, under her sleek, wide hips. Julie's delectable ass rose temptingly in the air.
Joe retied her hands and feet with the rawhide, so that the redhead was spread eagled again. He took a big handful of assflesh and shook her violently. Mr. Jenkins filmed as Julie's entire ass quivered and the soft meat of her thighs and back rippled.
"Work that big ass over now!" Jenkins cried.
Joe withdrew a length of heavier nylon rope from under the bed. It was knotted every six or eight inches and was about four feet long.
"No!" Julie cried when she saw what was about to happen. "No! No! Please!"
Joe grinned and snapped the rope over his head. The free end whipped through the air and landed across Julie's big soft ass.
"Eiiiiigh!" she wailed as a bright-red welt developed on her fleshy left asscheek.
Joe snapped the rape again. Julie screamed in pain as the sharp line lashed across her beautiful ass once more. Another welt blossomed.
Mr. Jenkins repositioned his camera as Joe stepped around to the end of the bed. He was now standing at Julie's nylon covered feet looking straight up between her sleek, wide-spread legs.
The tightly bound girl whimpered, anticipating what was coming next. Her cunt was soaked.
Joe looked hungrily at her fully exposed pussy and tight asshole. Both were made even more vulnerable by the folded pillow which raised the redhead's pretty ass high into the air.
Joe took aim on Julie's sensitive asshole and began to draw the knotted rope back. Just as he did, there was a tremendous crash at he main door and the sound of roaring engines.
Ram! The door was smashed inward. Pieces of wood flew everywhere. Joe dropped the rope and ran for the hallway. Jenkins followed but tripped and fell.
Into the room streamed motorcycles. The sound of their engines was deafening as more and more roared in. The black-jacketed riders wielded clubs and knives and shouted wildly.
Several of the invaders jumped off and chased down Joe and Mr. Jenkins.