To understand Nina you have to know her life.

First fuck at fourteen, on the sofa with the babysitter.

First bum fuck at fourteen, same sofa, same babysitter, one week later.

First gang bang at sixteen, in the back of a car with four guys.

First serious thrashing eighteen in the back of a van with six guys in the middle of a gang bang.

Tragic tale of abuse? Not a bit.

For instance that first fuck: "Want to watch Baywatch Donny?"

"Uh huh."

"You like perving at women?"

"Uh huh."

"Want to see my snatch?"

"Cut it out." He turns round and there she is brandishing it. "Oh god."

"Want to watch me play with it Donny?" and that's how it went.

Or the time in the car with the four bad guys, which happened when Nina went hitch hiking in a short skirt, looking for bad guys. First car that stops with four guys with tattoos and stubble she steps up, "You going to give me a ride?"

"Sure thing. How many rides do you want?"

She gets in and off they roar, Nina between two of these hoods who are teasing her plenty about getting in a car with such bad guys as them, how a pretty girl like her could be putting herself at risk.

"What? Of getting screwed by four horny bad guys?"

"For instance."

"Like here on the back seat?"

"Wherever."

"You want to stop while we do it?"

Nina gets great service from four horny guys who can't believe their luck or the joy this girl gets from fucking. She's a noisy comer too and there's a wildness in her orgasms they haven't seen before.

"You sure are one fuck-happy girl."

"Bet your life."

Then that riot in the van... but I'm getting out of step and should go back and tell you something else. Which she told me about, very finger-licking, one time we're in bed.

It happened when she was nine years old and sleeping over with her friend Anne-Marie. They were giggling and fighting in bed, making a ton of noise, long after they were supposed to be asleep. In comes Anne-Marie's Dad, whips off the bed clothes, exposes these pink girly bottoms, gives them a good, hard spanking.

Now this is a big surprise to Nina whose bottom was at that time virgin unscathed. Her Mum and Dad had never put a finger on it. Here's this big nearly naked man, slapping her backside, and Anne-Marie's, with a hard hand, not playfully, but for real - meaning to teach them a lesson. It makes her sting and smart and causes these amazing sensations to run all over, but especially down between her legs.

Anne-Marie's yelping and squirming. Without knowing why, Nina's lifting up her bottom to meet the smacks, then pressing her little front bum down into the bed. She's wondering if he likes doing this, does he think her bottom is pretty? When he's done he tells them, " I hear another sound I'll be back with the belt and you'll both be damn sorry."

Which is a sensation for Nina whose body is ringing all over and prickling, full of this huge, wicked excitement.

"The belt? Does he strap you?"

"Only if he's really mad, but then he does it good."

"Where?"

"Wherever, but always on the bare bum and never mind who's looking. One time he done me at the beach with all these kids staring. It was awful."

"On the bare behind?" Nina's head was reeling.

"Yeah," Anne-Marie's rubbing her bottom ruefully. "Pulled down my togs, off with the belt, whacked it on my bum that hard you could hear it a mile away. And me yelling. So all these kids turn round and stare. It was terrible."

At which point Nina felt this beautiful sensation flooding out between her legs. At that time she didn't know its name, but it was fantastic.

"Why are you making weird noises and jerking?"

Nina had found the joy of sex.

Then that time - week two at fourteen. Nina's on the sofa with her top still on but nothing else. Donny has his cock out ready for action. She leans forward onto the sofa arm, looks back at her behind, puts her hands on its cheeks. "You like my back view Donny?"

"Uh huh."

She parts the cheeks. "You want to put it in there?"

"In your arsehole?"

"Yeah."

"Jesus Nina."

"You going to do it?"

"Hell. Is it big enough?"

"I've got this cream."

Apparently Donny wasn't that big anyway. With some cream, and pushing, and giggling, he gets it in and starts humping. "Oh yeah..." says Nina. She likes it. She likes the extra tightness, and also the wickedness, the feeling of doing something truly forbidden.

"It hurts?"

"Not much. You want to bang it in and make it hurt?"

"Nina, you are - one very wicked girl."

"Yeah. Bang it in. Like that, but harder."

"You're a hardcase Ninjakid."

"Harder."

So then those guys in the van, a travelling self-imagined crazy rock band. And Nina doing her short skirt, no panties, hitch-a-herd-of-ponies trick. The wayside wanton, glorious with her dark hair, fine face, figure already blossoming into womanhood. She's a kind of natural Carmen, a Gypsy Queen.

And the guys are horny, with Nina in the back making out with the drummer, her beautiful long legs wrapped around his thighs, lifting her hips to meet his thrusts, with this graceful, careless ease. She tells the others to come on flash their dicks so she can see all the joy waiting for her. And the third guy takes down his pants, getting ready to get into her, says what a horny girl she is and wouldn't her mum be proud?

One of the other guys says "Proud like a belt across the backside." Which gives Nina a rush. When he says it she's down on her back with her hand between her legs, dipping her fingers in the come of the last guy to fuck her. Now she turns over, leans forward, pushes out her backside, "You want to be my mother? You want to kiss my behind with your belt?"

They think she's joking. Nina pouts, sways her beautiful arse. "Aren't you going to give me a smack?"

And so they do, like playtime at first, but as she starts to writhe and moan the mean guy starts laying into her. There isn't much room inside the van. They open up the back doors and pull her back so she's bending over the sill. Now the guy can swing the belt harder. Nina's saying "Yeah, how about that?"

"You like it?"

"It hurts but it gives me a rush."

"I'll rush you to sweet fucking heaven."

So now he really cracks it hard. Nina's arse starts jumping. She's going "Oh!" "Oh!" panting and twitching all over.

The guy who's belting her is all excited too. They all are, and telling her what a fine spectacle she makes, how there's big red marks across her bum; how they've got this idea when they've given her this hiding, she's going to get the biggest shagging of her life.

At which point she comes off in spades. Nina said until that time she'd never had a super-come, so much deeper, more thrilling than an ordinary one. It came on fast, shook her all over, was like an out-of-the-body experience. She said it was like flying, so she had this idea she was up there above looking down on the scene, seeing the guy belting her backside, them all standing round lusting. 'And it's going through my head how they're all going to take turns fucking me'. Which of course, soon after, they did.

She says she lost track of the time but loved them pulling her round, shifting her arms and thighs to suit, milking her tits, groping her cunt and of course rooting her very comprehensively. She says there were times between orgasms when she was crawling about, her arse sore, her cunt ringing, but then another cock would push itself inside, somewhere, and she'd be off again, instantly coming.

Her first job was working on the checkout. Then she decided to make sex her profession as well as her hobby, both combined with part-time study - psychology, the psychology of sex, surprise, surprise.

There was the time we met, when I was hitching. She asked me, "Are you thinking you're going to fuck the lady driver?"

"Not until now I wasn't."

And so we did, in the back of her car that time and afterwards at her place. We did it all over again in the luxury of her bed. Then she said, "You like to watch?"

"Yeah."

"Bennet!" she yells and Bennet comes running, this tall pale guy with freckles and a long face. "He likes to watch."

So Bennet gets it on with Nina, her on her back with her knees up, him between. I'm sitting beside them on the bed.

"Can you see it going in?"

"Yes I can."

"You see him going in and out? Down here?" spreading her knees to make it obvious.

Bennet's this pale lean guy but his prick is very red.

"Yes I do."

"Is it good to see?"

"Yes it is," and that's no exaggeration. Nina is beautiful and Bennet's no dog either. The spectacle of his pale body slowly pushing his cock in and out of her sumptuous flesh is delicious. Truly good I tell her.

"You know what, it feels good too." She has these large round breasts, a slightly paler shade of tan, with light mushroom aureoles and pretty pink nipples. She has her hands on them, is fingering her nipples while Bennet does her. "I love people watching when I fuck, especially guys. And I love to see them hard."

I'm fingering my dick. "Here's mine."

They shift so Bennet's lying on his back. Nina gets on top, straddling him, looking at his face. She has this very supple, sexy action, sweeping him up and down with her tits, shaking her behind as she lifts it up and down, giving him beautiful thrills, sliding up and down on his cock.

"Oh my god," he's saying, "oh that's beautiful. Your cunt has the kiss of an angel."

"You like my cunt?"

"It's divine, yes, soft and silky, sucks my dick like heaven."

"And my tits?"

"Oh yes. Yeah, they're also very divine."

"And my arse?" giving it a good shake.

I chip in and tell her her arse is the best.

"How the best?"

"Well for roundness and sexiness and general wanton wickedness - especially when you're using it like that," making her very pleased.

"Sexy?"

"Very."

"You want to smack it?"

"OK."

Bennet says, "She likes a real hiding but I hate doing it."

"In that case I'm your man."

"There's belts over there," she's pointing, "a mean black mother with tails on the end." Now she's stopped in mid action, is looking at me, her eye on my dick, which is standing up very straight and hard. "Hey, you really like this stuff, don't you?"

"Bet your life."

Which was the first time I gave her a hiding; which was fairly wild; all across her beautiful backside, marking it with that wicked old strap, stinging its tails right around her rump, while she rides up and down on Bennet's prick. She's gasping pretty good. Bennet's groaning. I'm telling her how horny it makes me doing this; how beautifully transgressive is the spectacle she presents.

She's going "Oh yes!" "Oh yes!" pulling up off Bennet and clutching her tits. I ask her if she'd like to have some there, or maybe in between her legs?

She kind of shudders, tells me she's never had it there, or on her sex, how they're still virgin to the strap. I say well, they'll keep, but how it really stings in those places, makes a girl really hop.

I put my hand on her behind which is very warm, also very firm and very smooth. She's sitting up, still straddling Bennet, rocking in the saddle, looking generally very pleased with herself. I tell her "Lift up your arms and do the hula." Which she does. While she's at it I whip her across the tits.

"Yow!"

She's that surprised she plunges forward, grabbing her breasts, same time clenching her arse and pushing it out. Which looks fucking brilliant. She's crouched there, nursing her boobs, gasping and shivering, "Shit that stings!" I've lifted the strap, way up high.

"Are they coming over hot now, getting swollen, sexy?"

"Yeah maybe. Or maybe they're just going to burst." But she's pressing them down onto Bennet, then nuzzling and cooing. I'm thinking, now her tits are horny.

While she's working thrills from them her tail is twitching in the backwash, which for me is completely irresistible.

From way up high, using both hands, I swing the strap, land it hard on her arse, making the bastard really leap. "Hard enough?"

"Oh yes!" all breathless.

"Harder?"

She says Oh yeah how she likes it very hard and to cut it in under, drawing her finger along the crease where the cheeks meet the tops of her legs.

"You like it there?"

"Uh huh."

So I give her some there and she gasps; but then she's purring. She's leaning forward, hanging over Bennet, hands on his waist. She lets the strap jump her backside up his dick; then slides back down it slowly, deliciously. He's telling her she's a witch, a mistress of the dark arts; her cunt this magic cave of wicked wonder.

Which stokes her. Maybe he's a poet?

I tell her how so far I've only been toying. But seeing she's this barbarian queen, this beautiful brazen tart who likes it hard, harder than Bennet here has been doing it, obviously, I mean to give her this serious thrashing; which might leave her marked for a while.

She gives me this look, like "Oh yeah?"

So I do, whistling the tails through the air, landing the leather on her hide,"Whump!" feeling the drag as it wraps around her curves, smooching her arse with its unholy kiss.

From the look on her face this is more than she is used to. Which excites me more, knots the thong between my legs, rings through my cock, all of which I tell her. And ask how her arse is faring? If it's hot enough, smack! for her queenship's pleasure? Is the pain, smack again, furrowing down to her cunt? Is this leather on her backside fitting tribute? Another crack.

Nina is calling out in ecstasy. This is seriously wild. I haven't seen a woman this excited before under such a heavy belting. I tell her she's magnificent, also about the brilliant red marks on her behind, these hard edged weals, long like the strap, and these bubble blood blisters from the tails. I tell her also of my intention, after I've thrashed her something more than even she can bear, of planting my cock in her arse; which will be burning; of forcing it up there, in alongside Bennet's.

Oh fucking goodness! She has this big shuddering come, the most spectacular I've seen on any woman. I am seriously impressed. It takes hold of her, shakes her like she's some sort of doll. It keeps rippling on through while she gasps and groans. Her head's back, calling out to heaven, which is where she was, I'd say.

Anyway, that was how we met and hit it off. We have in common that we're both into sex; as the main thing; everything else is squat. And Nina likes a guy who gives her heaps; but can't always find ones compatible. They don't see her for the goddess she is.

This is what she specialises in, working. But she likes it out of hours too, just for kicks, with whoever.

I moved in and we got to be boyfriends and girlfriends. But not exclusive; because neither of us wants that. We're partners in crime; which means we both get to fuck a lot of others.

Back there all this was the future. At the time I was just seriously impressed with this woman, knowing I'm falling in love with her, but not about to say anything concerning that.

When she comes down from her orgasm I get these mirrors so she can see her behind and the grief I spread all over it. The cheeks are burning hot to the touch. There are welts like skin grafts raised all over and blood trickling down where the tails burst the blisters.

She has pulled back up, is sitting, resting in the saddle, her tits exhilarating, looking at this glory.

I give Bennet a mirror.

"Jesus."

"Where the skin is broken there'll be marks."

"You think so?" Nina sounds interested.

"Maybe. Otherwise we can try again."

She laughs. "OK."

I've got up behind her, push Bennet's legs apart, push on her back to lean her forward. I can see where his cock goes into her cunt, which is very plush. It has this beautiful dark hair like the stuff on her head; wavy, damp, glistening. I tell her, her snatch is a princess, and rub the swollen lips, which makes her shudder and bob her bum up and down. I tell her, her whole back view is - more or less divine. How when the pain's gone down I'm going to strap her again, because new cuts drive the first ones deeper, while the extras dance merrily on the top. "Dead sexy. But only for seriously bad girls."

She laughs, sort of snorts. "I thought you were going to do something to my arsehole?"

"Oh yeah."

"KY?"

"How tight are you?"

"Tight enough with Bennet in there too."

She passes the tube. I tell her to pull her cheeks wide. I want to see her pretty flower before I fuck it.

She puts her hands on her palomas, "Wow, they're seriously burning."

"Only what they deserve," and she snorts.

Her skin is olive with a translucent glow, very fine, and lighter in the crease. Where she pulls back the cheeks there's this sunken channel with the finest of hair glistening on the skin.

"You like?"

"Sure." I tell her. And say how her anus is this mulberry rosebud, clenched like a horrified virgin.

Tremors through her body. "That's no virgin," and it twitches and, omigod, opens its eye. I have to laugh. She says "Come on. I thought you were this big bum fucker?"

"Yeah, yeah."

Getting it in is a job. I'm having to kneel up, push, take her by the waist and pull her up too, so as to slide in alongside, instead of up against, old Bennet. He's huffing, and Nina, him pulling back, me pushing forward, my knob pressing his through the membrane between us.

"I can feel you Bennet."

"I can feel you too man."

"I can feel you both, you horny bastards."

"Quiet woman."

I'm stirring a little, getting the feel of her sewer, which is super tight and rougher than her cunt. Bennet's stirring back. Our knobs are jostling, giving us both twinges. Nina's tense and trembling, quaking all through the part where our cocks are wrestling.

I stroke her sides, down along her back, hold her beautiful breasts, which are heavy and swollen. "Aren't you the lucky girl then?"

"How's that?"

"With two cocks inside you, rearing to fuck."

"I don't know," she's getting lazy, is loosening, letting her head move side to side. Bennet's stroking her thighs. I put one hand in front, find her button. "Oh! Oh yes." I feel the tightness slacken.

"What were you saying? Why aren't you lucky?"

"Mmmm, yeah, OK. But what are you going to do with it, with them. I mean, for me."

I say to Bennet OK, let's show her, let's give this girl such a great double humping she'll think she's in fuck heaven.

"Oh yeah, you do that, like bang me to the middle of next week, har har," talking like a girl very pleased with herself. As she had a right, seeing she's sitting up smug and proud shaking her hips, getting the feel of two hard dicks.

So we did, weirdlly first, struggling in her tubes, making her shudder and gasp with the impact of two cocks pressing into her simultaneously. Nina's tossing her head and would be falling all over if we weren't hanging on to her. And then we hit this better rhythm, get banging in this quick double beat, me thrusting in with him pulling back; Bennett rising up while I'm sliding down.

"Oh yes, " she's going. "Oh yes, that's good," and prattles nonsense about her love of cocks. Then, "Harder, do it harder," followed by more female grandstanding. Then "Come on you bastards, fuck me harder."

She's fierce, is lifting up her head, stroking her breasts. Bennet says, "My god you're a witch."

"Yeah. Harder."

So I bend her well forward to make like a pile driver giving her the dog. I'm over her, my head by her beautiful hair, telling her she'll get it hard now.

And I punch it in, using it like a truncheon, giving her this thumping in the core of her sump. I can feel Bennet too, thrusting and stabbing with an energy like mine, all in the same quaking depths. Which are churning. She's all muscly motion in there, writhing like a knot of angry eels. This is good, fucking good, I'm thinking. And then she starts to melt like butter.

I'm asking, 'Is this hard enough? Rough enough rooting for your girly pride? Do you feel like you're really getting fucked? But she's off her head, crooning, her insides this viscous cream we're stirring into a storm. She's on the 'Ah, ah, yes it's good, god I need it!' part of the gladsome track.

But then her head lifts, her thighs go rigid, and out of her mouth comes this animal howl. Her guts grip hard on our dicks.

And then her legs start to jerk, her body's all trembling - we're caught inside her ladyship's humungous come.

Which gives me some satisfaction, and a desire to keep her in this cock-happy state. So I keep on banging through her swarming flesh, getting these brilliant shards of sensation, flying off my dick like fucking diamonds. I'm telling her how I love to see a girl so happy with my cock at work up her bum.

She's going "Ooooh! Ooooh!"

I'm going "Hard enough baby?" She's writhing and moaning under me generally giving the impression of "Yes!"

I feel my come start way back by my arsehole, shoulder it's way forward with pushes and shoves. Then it's prick-turns-to-fire-hose and heavy-pressure-pumping and my fountain is spouting in her gulch.

I think Bennet came off somewhere there too.

She says, "What did you say was your name?"

"I didn't, but call me Blake."

"OK."

"Hi."

"G'day."

And that's how we met.