Losing Control

I felt as deflated and useless as my now shriveled flaccid dick. This nightmare seemed to have no end.

Arthur stands up and removes his collared t shirt to reveal his lean hairy gangling body. He then bends over and removes his trousers and underwear seemingly under the assumption that one had to be perfectly nude in order to have sex. He was even more hideous than one would have imagined looking at him clothed. His bony shoulders slumped forward giving him a bit of a hunchback look. His chest is sunken, his arms too long, and his legs too short. His hands and feet are long and crooked. His legs are stick thin with knobby knees and a thick coat of dark hair covered large portions of his body. In comparison I was tall, muscular, handsome and well proportioned. By any measure I was ten times hotter than this freak...yet the ultimate equalizer swung heavy between his legs. Seeing his cock hanging free without clothes around it only made it look more impressive. His schlong never fully went soft and judging by its swollen look it seemed to be returning to life already. By contrast mine had already gone into full retreat and was now a shrunken nub of its former self, it looked like it did after I had step out of an ice bath.

Despite him stripping in the most straightforward and least sexy way possible the girls whoop and whistle like he was a Chippendale dancer and the guys just laugh and egg him on. The dork leaves his socks on which was the unsightly cherry on top. Briana stands awkwardly still coming to grips with everything that was happening so quickly around her. She was clearly uncomfortable and wanted to stop this yet her word and her greed kept her from doing so.

I knew my girl well. She was outgoing and she loved having the attention on her. Her young body was an hour glass, her legs were shapely, she had incredible big tits and a nice full ass, but there was one part of her she felt less than perfect. She never said as much but she was quite self conscious about her pussy. To state it bluntly she had what my crude father and uncles used to call a "gash". From looking at her the stereotype would be for her to have a sweet pretty little coochie, the reality was much different. Her slit was much longer than average, her clit bigger than average and she had pronounced dark fleshy labial petals that hung down slightly. She was plenty tight enough but judging only by appearances you'd think she was loose. I always assured her she was beautiful down there and that I loved her pussy but she was still very sensitive about it.

"Come on Bri, take it off!" Ethan says.

"Yeah. Let's see that fat ass!" Trevon follows.

"We paid for it. We wanna see." Jasmine piles on. "Show us that lily white booty."

They leer and they jeer, hungry for more. Even Camila, the resident sweetheart of the group, was giggling with demented glee.

Briana tentantively unfastens her jeans then slowly pulls down the fly. "Geez, calm down you guys." She says nervously.

They weren't listening.

"Wooo! Yeah baby. Come on, come on, let's see it!"

"We want to see what 2000 dollar pussy looks like!"

"Hurry up!"

The mob was becoming unruly. The more they watched and drank the ruder they were getting. Both Briana's reputation and my own were shot, burnt to cinders, along with whatever friendship we had with these people. They could sense this too and even their sense of simple decency was quickly evaporating. Our days as the alpha couple were done, we would never hit the highs of our school days again. Dethroned and debased we were nothing but dancing monkey's to them now.

While the turning mood made Bri pause it spurred on Arthur. He takes one big step toward her, hooks his fingers into the back of her jeans and panties, and yanks them down in one swift motion. Her round peach of an ass jiggles at the rough motion.

"Wooo!"

"Hey!" Briana objects, only to be drown out by the whooping group. As she covers her crotch with her hands he continues to pull her tight jeans and panties all the way down to her ankles. With her pants around her ankles she stumbles, almost tripping, and in the process Arthur is able to pull the garments away from her. Just like that my girlfriend was as naked as the day she was born.

Given no time to adjust or prepare she is blushing three shades of pink as the group ogles her nude body.

Arthur stands back up and boldly grabs Briana's tits, his long fingers sink into the soft flesh as he grips them hard.

"Eeep! Arthur!" Briana looks shocked.

Perhaps it was the urging of the others, perhaps he was just finding his confidence, or perhaps it was because he'd just rashly dropped sixteen hundred bucks of his own money on this but Arthur suddenly seemed a changed man. Gone was his virgin's timidity, he wanted what was owed him.

He pushes Briana back against the counter and looms over her in that hunchback way of his. She shoots a frightened glance my way. She had completely lost control of the situation but bound as I was there wasn't a damn thing I could do to help her. It killed me to see this but she had gone into this willingly. She had offered her pussy, not me. She had agreed to do it in front of everyone, not me. And she hadn't exactly protested when they cuffed me to this fucking chair.

'Sorry baby.' I think. 'You're on your own.'

First he gropes and rubs his hands all up and down her sides and stomach but it doesn't take him long to get to what he was really after. Arthur squeezes and fondles Briana's tits clearly loving the soft feel and weight of them in his hands. They were probably the first bare breasts he had touched since he was weaned and he was savoring the opportunity. He lifts them, he cups them, he massages them, he pushes them together and pulls them apart. All the while Briana stood leaned back against the counter, one hand still covering her pussy.

"Don't worry Arthur." Jasmine says. "They're tougher than you think. You don't have to be too gentle."

Briana shoots Jasmine an icy glare but says nothing.

With that encouragement he starts to squeeze them harder, the supple pale flesh squishing up between his spread fingers. Briana grunts at the rougher treatment but stays quiet. Arthur looks at the group, smiles wide, then returns to groping my girlfriend. He tugs them, pulls them, mashes his palms into them, then finally pinches her stiff nipples. Bri flinches. He grabs them both and pushes together and up then leans down to start to suck and nibble the tender nips. The wet smacking and popping of lips accompanies his clumsy tit sucking. He lets go of her one breast to reach down and begin to stroke himself. He then lets go of the other and nuzzles into her pillowy cleavage. He rubs his face all over her jugs adoring the feel of the smooth soft flesh across his face, I knew that feeling well. My Briana really had a great rack.

He gropes her, feels her up, and just generally fondles her to his heart's content. I cannot describe the gut churning feeling of watching another man **** my woman as I sat there impotent to stop him. He begins to kiss her body. Her tits, her neck, her shoulders and arms. Big, wet, sucking, disgusting kisses as his free hand never stops exploring. My girlfriend focuses on the opposite wall and lets out little gasps and mewls occasionally as the man that paid for her gets his money's worth.

"Show us her ass!" Ethan calls out, breaking the moment.

Alexis elbows him in the ribs. "Let the man enjoy himself. There's no rush."

"Pbrrbbbbrrrttppp!" Arthur motorboats his face between both breasts to the chuckles of the group.

"You like that Arthur?" Camila giggles.

"Uh huh!" He nods as he stands back to his full height. Taking Briana by the shoulders he spins her around to show everyone her plump booty. He reaches down and squeezes it with his left hand as his right continues to stroke his monstrous and nearly erect cock.

"Not bad for a white girl." Jasmine scoffs at Briana's behind. "Seen better though....hold on. I see a dimple, a couple...ha! Bri's got cellulite already. There, a bit on her legs too. Ha ha ha! Flabby bitch." The other women titter. "She'll have cottage cheese ass by the time she's thirty. Ha ha ha ha! You got swindled Arthur. That ass ain't worth two hundred nevermind two thousand." Jesus, Jasmine knew how to hit Bri where it hurt. The flaws, if you could even call them that, she was pointing out were barely visible and yet I could see the insults land hard.

"Fuck you." Briana growls under her breath though nobody acknowledges it.

The guys had no such comments, they simply ogled her phenomenal fat booty with wide hungry eyes. Like with her tits Arthur rubs and pinches, squeezes and grips, and even gives her tush a few swift swats to watch it jiggle for his amusement. Bri stood stiffly, her legs tight together as she endured this humiliation.

SMACK! Arthur spanks her once with real impact.

"Ooo!" Briana hops.

"Ha ha! Yeah dude!" Mikey cheers him on. "Bend her over!"

"Yes, let's see that honey pot." Jasmine leans in, smiling like a cat toying with a mouse.

"Wait." Bri whispers to deaf ears.

"Show us Arthur."

Arthur guffaws at his adoring audience and nods then pushes Bri down over the counter she was standing against. As she is bent forward her ass cheeks spread exposing her perfect little anus, her pussy also pokes out into view. I could see her actually struggle against him but he holds her down.

"Waiiit a minute!" Jasmine's cruel smile widens. "What...is that? What's that poking out there?"

"Arthur..." Briana pleads and squirms. Her embarrassed blush now spread from her cheeks and ears down onto her upper chest. Two grand or no, I know she's regretting this now. It was a small comfort to know I wasn't the only one being humiliated this night.

Arthur however was too busy leaning down to see what the others were seeing. Briana's pronounced fleshy lips emerged from between her legs like a blooming flower.

"Spread her open." Jasmine insists. "We paid too, we wanna see."

Using his foot he pulls her near leg away from the other to give the whole room a full, well lit, clear as day view of Briana's big cooch. Bri was so self conscious about her pussy that this was a view even I hadn't seen that often in such a clear, illuminated, and unobstructed way. She kept herself shaved down there which only served to highlight her prodigious meat curtains. Her sizable slit looked akin to a massive flesh colored clam and surely dwarfed the others in the room. Despite the indignity of all that was happening the two blowjobs had served to get her aroused. Along the inside of her long wide cunny it is pink and glistened with nectar. Her fat thumb thick clit was poking out of its voluminous hood.

"Look at that floppy cunt!" Jasmine exclaims. "Holy shit, you could drive a fucking truck through there!"

Ethan, never able to let the opportunity for a bad joke go, brings his hand to his mouth. "Hello...hello...ello...lloooo." He simulates an echoing canyon.

The girls gawped as the men eyes went wide as they really drink in the sight. There are whispers and titters and gasps of surprise. My girlfriend was every bit as much of an oddity as Arthur in her own way. Briana, bent over with her elbows on the counter, stops struggling and buries her pink blushing face in her hands as the whole room stare at her big snatch.

Trevon looks back and forth between Briana's big cunt and my shrunken member. Even before he says it I knew what was coming. "That...and that? HA HA HA! Fucking hot dog down a hallway or what! Oh my god!"

Yet again the room roars with mocking laughter at our expense.