Rebeah Gets a Clue

In the last story Rebekah met with an informant to get information about a new criminal organization that was spreading their influence throughout the city. After tying him up and sexually toying with him he divulged that there was an upcoming meeting between a local official and a gang member that was being held in the male section of a bathhouse.

She snuck into the men's side of the bathhouse hoping that the steam would prevent all but the most observant from noticing that she was in the wrong place. She even tied her hair up to make it look short and would cross one arm in front of her chest to hide her small, but noticeable breasts.

The plan seemed to be working so far, she had managed to make it in before it got too busy, allowing her to take a spot that provided her a good view but kept her hidden from most prying eyes. Derrick had informed her that the meeting was supposed to be taking place here later this afternoon.

Slowly more and more men began to enter, some going to sit along the wall, like her, and some others entering the water. She relaxed as she noticed that the men seemed to not be looking at each other, and by extension her.

Just then she sees one of the people Derrick said would arrive, but it appeared that he was going to the other side of bathhouse. She knew she had to get closer before the other man arrived. Otherwise, it would be too suspicious for her to move.

She weighed her options to approach him, but none of them looked good. There was a group to her right that blocked her way, and that way took her too close to the door, leaving too much to chance. She definitely didn't want to go in the water, so that left going along the back wall. There only appeared to be one guy there so it was the least risk.

Slowly she made her way along the back wall, keeping an eye on her target. But as she approached the man a hand shot out and grabbed her by the wrist.

"What are you doing?" she hissed quietly at the overweight older man that grabbed her.

"Are you lost? You look like you need some help." He whispered back threateningly while his eyes leered across her body.

"Let me go. NOW." She forcefully said under her breath. She locked eyes with him attempting to force him into compliance.

He smirked, amused with her anger, "Or, I could speak up and see how many other people notice what's going on over here. I'm sure they'd love to see more of your body."

Her eyes tightened on his unshaven face, "Don't you dare."

"Fine, but you have to make it worth my while." He said as he started to linger on her abdomen, the steam from the room causing a thin sheen of water to highlight her abs and thin waist.

She rolled her eyes in disgust and resigned herself to the situation by saying "Fine, I'll give you a blowjob, but I will not fuck you." Her target was still alone so she had time.

"Works for me." He said and she could tell that he was getting aroused by the prospect of this beautiful woman going down on him. The idea of it being in such a high-risk situation and in a public place seemed to appeal to her as well.

She glanced around as she sank to her knees in front of him, and she didn't see anyone take notice of what she was about to do.

She moved the towel from around his waist and scowled as she noticed his growing member. Wanting to get back to her original task, she reached her hand down and noticed his sharp intake of breath as she wrapped her hand around it. This was going to be easy, even if she found the man repulsive.

She ran her tongue along the underside of his shaft before her lips slowly wrapped their way around his now erect cock, while she began to use her hand to jerk him off. She attempted to ignore either his gut getting in the way or the fact that she had to bend over in such a manner that, while her towel still covered her, it highlighted her curves.

She began to hear his breath quicken as his member began to swell. "He was manageable," she thought, "plus he seems like he's going to lose it any second now."

After a few more minutes he surprised her by grabbing her head and moving it violently up and down over his cock. "What is he doing, people will see...", she thought as her eyes began to water, her hands pressing into his thighs to allow her some control over the situation.

Suddenly he held her head tight against his crotch, and she felt him explode into the back of her throat. "At least it's over." She hoped, but he didn't let go until he began to soften in her mouth.

"There was no need to be so rough." She whispered as she stood up. He just looked at her with vacant eyes and a spent smile.

With a disgusted look she turned to glimpse that someone had just sat down next to her target. She didn't see that the forceful movements from the man she just blew had knocked her hair loose, and now it hung like a black rope down to the middle of her back. She was so focused that she missed the group of men that saw her performance and were lusting after her.

She stealthily moved towards her target attempting to get close enough to hear, but not so close as to arouse suspicion. Once she found a suitable spot she sat down tried to appear inconspicuous, while enabling her to focus on her hearing.

"...could make it. Were you able to deliver the letter?"

"Absolutely, they understand what we want from them, so it shouldn't be a problem."

"Good. I'll pass that along."

"Do you need anything else?"

Suddenly Rebekah felt someone grab her hair and pull her back as they wrapped their arm around her neck, holding her in a headlock. Two other men grabbed her by the arms causing her towel to drop low. She was surrounded by a group of men, all of them leering at her now exposed body.

Her eyes looked up helplessly at the one standing in front of her. "I saw you help our friend there in the back, and we thought you could help us out too."

He reached down and pulled the towel away from her, leaving her completely exposed to this group of men that were about to use her for their own needs.

Each of the men holding her arms began to move their free hands to roughly grab the most sensitive parts of her body. The one on her left going to her breasts teasing her before firmly grasping one of her nipples. The man behind her reached around with his free hand and started playing with her other nipple. The one on her right reached between her legs and started playing with her burning hole, where he was able to find her already wet from her earlier experience.

All this attention to her body, combined with her inability to resist, caused a groan to slip passed her lips.

"I knew a slut like you would like this." The man behind her whispered into her ear. "Why else would you come in here if it weren't to get our attention."

"Exactly." Declared the man in front of her. "We're just helping you live out your fantasy. Surely blowing one guy wasn't enough to satisfy you."

She didn't want to admit it, but she was enjoying being dominated. While she liked to be the one in charge, but she really liked it when the guy took charge. Besides, to these guys that's what was happening. They didn't know she was trying to investigate the two nearby criminals who had abandoned their conversation and were now intently focused on what was happening to her.

Who could blame them for staring at her. She loved the attention she got from posting bikini pics on her social media. People always commented on how firm her body was, or how shapely her ass looked in a thong. These people were able to not only leer over her pictures but were able to take their lust out on her. At least her targets weren't talking anymore.

The man holding her in a headlock let go as she felt herself being pulled forward on the bench until her ass was leaning off one side of the bench and her head the other. She felt her legs being lifted and raised onto the shoulders of the man at that end as she felt his cock press at her entrance.

Two things then took her by surprise, first that he didn't enter her, but instead she felt him lightly bite down on the back of her ankle. His hands then slowly began to move down her legs, caressing them like a lover. She could feel the callouses on his hand in stark contrast to her smooth skin. Occasionally he would lightly drag his nails on her outer thighs. All the while his mouth seemed to treat her feet like a delicacy, and his manhood waited patiently but unyieldingly at her entrance.

The other men around her were far less patient. The two at her sides were playing firmly with her nipples. The one by her head freed his excited member in front of her face, and as she looked up that was all that she could see.

A moan escaped her lips from the constant attention her aroused body experienced. This afforded the man at her head an opportunity he couldn't pass up and she felt his hardness push past her soft lips into her mouth. She then felt him wrap one of his hands under her head holding her in place. She tried and failed to free her arms, and heard a snicker from the man in her mouth at her attempt.

He used one hand to grab her throat while the other wove his fingers through the back of his head. This provided him the perfect leverage to push himself deep into her throat. She gagged around him but he didn't seem to care. He continued working himself in and out of her until her face was covered in a mix of his sweat and her saliva with his sack resting on her nose.

He held himself in place until she struggled to breath before withdrawing from her mouth. His hard member dripping with her saliva encompassing her vision.

The excitement of being completely dominated, while some of her most erogenous zones were played with. She could still feel the firmness of the man at her lower entrance ready to enter her, but not moving. Her entrance was beginning to overflow with lubrication, and her hips started to move across his head lubricating his tip, eager for her to enter her.

Her mouth fell agape as her head rolled back as he pushed all the way inside of her greedy lower hole. The man at her head used this opportunity to push himself back into her. This feeling of being stuffed from both ends sent her over the edge and a wave of orgasmic bliss washed over her body.

She could overhear one of the men tell the one ravaging her to stop wasting time and hurry up, because others wanted a turn. At their prompting both men began to piston inside of her, filling her as they both pushed into her depths at the same time. The men surrounding her continued to grope her but no longer held her arms, leading her to reach out to grip their firm cocks. She felt their warmth and firmness through her hands as she began to stroke them each.

Soon enough she felt the man in her throat make one final thrust deep within her before he exploded, sending jets of his seed into her mouth. She tried to swallow, but still his seed leaked out. She heard him say something degrading, but she never heard the words. Slowly he took his softening cock out of her mouth, covering her face in seed and spit.

Once he fully withdrew from her he slapped her face with his cock, smearing their mixed fluids on her face. This time she heard what he said, "Now you look more like the slut you are." She couldn't disagree as she continued to jerk two men off while being pounded by a third.

The man in her right hand was the next to go, unloading himself on her chest and abs. He sat down while his seed covered her hand and slowly moved down her belly.

She looked down at the man plowing into her, staring at him in the eye as he continued to plunge himself deep within her. With a final deep thrust he came within her. The warm seed coating her insides gave her another climax.

Her head rolled back, and her legs fell limply to the side as she felt the man soften within her as he withdrew. As she lay there, her original goal forgotten, covered in the seed of multiple men she felt someone lift her legs, "Did you forget about me?"

She looked up and saw the man that had been on her left, she had forgotten about him. "Well, I'll make sure you don't forget me this time."

He picked up her legs, crossing them as he folded them over her torso, fully exposing her nether region to him. While using one hand to keep her folded, he used the other to moisten his member on her leaking hole. She fully expected him to do what the other man had done, but she noticed his was using an oil on his member, and was pushing it into her back door.

If she had been able to catch her breath, she might have objected, but then she felt him push his way inside. "You're pretty tight here, so you'll definitely remember this experience."

He began to slowly withdraw from her before applying more oil and pushing himself even deeper until he was fully buried within her anus. She hadn't allowed anyone to use this hole before but this man clearly knew what he was doing. It not only didn't hurt, but she began to feel pleasure from it.

Her legs were then uncrossed so that he could look at her body. He held onto her feet and pushed her legs until her knees were next to her torso before he began to work himself in and out of her. She was getting lost in these new sensations when another mans cock was in front of her face.

The man currently reaming her buried himself fully within her causing her to moan which the other man took advantage of by filling her mouth with his rock-hard firmness.

Once again both her ends were being plundered leaving her with a feeling of fullness that was new to her, and before long she began to feel an orgasm building from the man plunging into her bottom. The feeling of helplessness combined with the desire and attention from all these men definitely helped her focus on the pleasure she was receiving.

The vibrations from her moans drove the man in her mouth wild. He began picking up his pace until he also unloaded deep within her throat. Unlike the previous man he kept himself buried within her, occasionally spasming with his own orgasm until he fell out of her mouth.

Now her face was covered in a mask of fluids, which helped her get lost in the sensations the remaining man was providing her.

Soon enough she reached another orgasm, followed by the man inside of her who coated her insides before finally withdrawing.

The next few hours were a blur. More men joined in, and they all took turns taking her in numerous positions, sometimes one at a time, but most of the time it was more than one that used her at once. A few times she had passed out and woke up to someone drilling into her with their need and their lust.

Once they poured all their lust into her and were finally sated a few of them carried her sore and leaking body, covered in fluids, into the women's changing room and left her there.

Rebekah's investigation will continue in the future.