A Hall Pass Part 1
Hi penned a couple of years back though worth posting here. Marked as true but has a fair amount of embelishment
Hi penned a couple of years back though worth posting here. Marked as true but has a fair amount of embelishment
The sequel to Part 1 that introduced a divorcee and the start of her sexual journey.
Rohme the ranger is bound and left for orcs.
A brothers long thought fantasy of his mother and sister finally is here… but he is afraid of the extent he would go to fulfill his dream. Starting with the sister.
Alone in the house with my brother.
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Susan woke up in the morning with a terrible headache. She did not realize where she was at first but then recognized Michael’s bed-room. She suddenly realized that someone was sleeping with her and was holding onto her breast. Suddenly parts of the night before tried to work their way into her fuzzy brain. She looked behind her and it was her sleeping son that was holding onto her breast. Susan could not believe that she was naked in Michael’s bed with him. She quickly moved his hand from her breast and ran to her room with her robe. She had no memory of last evening, but from the way her pussy and ass felt she thought she knew that she had been thoroughly fucked. The thought of having sex with her son both sickened her and excited her at the same time. She did know one thing though, if it did happen it would never happen again. Susan could only think of what Harold would do if he ever found out about this. Crying Susan got into the shower and tried to scrub away what little memory she had of the night before.
Michael woke up and heard his mothers shower running. He knew that things would be rough this morning. Susan would be pissed royal at what he had pulled. Michael really was not worried. He had plenty of ammunition to counter her opposition. He knew she would say it would never happen again, but he had other plans. Michael smiled to himself as he got clean shorts and walked to his mom’s room. Michael quietly opened the shower door. Susan was washing her hair and had her back to Michael. Michael stepped into the shower reached around Susan and grasped her tits. Susan jumped and turned around facing Michael, trying to cover herself. “Get out of here she screamed, what do you think you are doing?” “I am just continuing what we started last night Mom!” Michael said. “I do not remember much of last night Susan said, it’s not an excuse but I had too much to drink. If anything happened it should not have and I guarantee you it will not happen again!” Susan said emphatically! Michael reached out and grabbed her tit and said “Mom what happened last night was we fucked each other silly and it will happen again whenever I want it to. I was in the church the other day when you let Reverend Thompson eat your pussy. I saw Kathy Thompson catch you two. I really do not think that you want dad or the rest of the town to see those pictures. I really do not think that you want dad to see the ones from last night either.” Susan was now crying hysterically. “Why are you doing this Michael I love you, you are my son.” “I love you, you are the sexiest woman I have ever seen. I have dreamed for years what it would be like to make love to you. To know how great it would feel to hold your tits and to slip my cock inside your throbbing scalding pussy. I also knew that you would never let me. But now it is different. Actually you are not even cheating on dad. We are keeping it in the family. The only difference is that now when I need some pussy or you want a cock we have each other. I promise you, your cunt will never be lonely again.” While Michael was talking he had backed Susan up against the shower wall. He leaned against her and kissed her on the lips forcing his tongue into her mouth. He slid his hand down her wet body to her Venus mound. Susan kept her legs together trying to keep Michael’s hand off her pussy. Michael forced his knee between hers and opened her pussy to his exploring hand. Susan was still sobbing as Michael’s finger entered her slit. Michael could feel her pussy respond as he fingered her clit before sliding his finger up into her cunt. Susan’s legs moved farther apart to allow Michael easier access to her cunt. Michael guided her hands down to his cock as he sucked her beautiful tit. “You two are going to be great friends he said as he put his mother’s hands on his cock.” Slowly Susan stroked Michael’s cock. She could see no way out of the predicament. So she had to do as Michael said until she figured it out. She was amazed at the size of his young cock, no wonder her cunt was sore she thought. She could feel the juices in her pussy start to flow as Michael stroked it and she stroked his cock. Michael put his hands on her shoulders and started pushing her down on her knees. “Please no she pleaded you are my son I can’t do this.” “You can and you will as long as I am in control here” Michael said and guided his cock to her mouth before she could say anything else. Susan had never sucked a cock before. Harold had tried to get her to suck his but she had always refused. This time she could not refuse. She could not believe this was even happening to her. She hoped to wake up and find that it had all been a nightmare. Michael could see the tears running down his mothers face, and had a pang of guilt. When she took his cock in her mouth the guilt vanished. Besides he told himself when she is used to this we will both be better off. I will have a fine piece of pussy whenever I want it, and my young strong cock should keep her cunt happy. Michael held his mother’s head and started to slide his cock in and out of her mouth. Looking down at her head Michael wondered if she had ever done this with his dad. He doubted it, she was always to straight laced for him to imagine her sucking a cock. Michael could feel his balls getting ready to explode. He could see in his moms face that she wanted to move away but he held her firmly by the head as he shoved his cock deep into her mouth and exploded. Susan could not believe it. Michael had held her head so she could not move and had come in her mouth. She could feel his cum boiling out of his balls and through his cock as it jerked in her mouth. She started swallowing not because she wanted to but because she had to breathe. Suddenly Michael stopped pumping his hips and let loose of her head. He looked at his come dribbling off her lips and smiled. Susan started to cry again but licked her lips so she did not lose any of Michael’s come. As much as she hated the thought of what she had done, she had enjoyed sucking her sons cock. Michael helped his mom back to her feet and kissed her. Michael’s hands were roaming over Susan’s body seemed to catch her on fire. She started kissing Michael back and when he stuck his tongue in her mouth she responded eagerly. Michael turned off the shower. Let’s go to your bed he whispered in her ear. Susan pulled down the blanket and turned to Michael. Michael gently pushed her backwards onto the bed and started kissing her neck. Susan could feel her juices starting to boil in her cunt. She reached down and started stroking Michael’s strong young cock. Michael was slowly making his way down Susan’s lush body, his lips driving her wild with desire. When his lips reached her downy mound Michael stopped, savoring what he was about to do. Please do not stop Susan whimpered I have needed a man for so long. Susan let out a small scream as Michael closed his lips over her clit. He sucked it into his mouth and teased it with his tongue. He could feel Susan bucking under him and feel the cunt muscles quivering under his mouth. Susan grasped his ass cheek and pulled him towards her. Michael was not sure what she wanted until she started pulling his leg over her head. Once he had moved over her head Susan guided his cock into her mouth sucking it as he was sucking her pussy. Michael felt Susan stiffen under him, feeling the spasms go through her luscious body. He worked his tongue on her clit even faster now, sliding a finger in and out of her gripping cunt. Susan thought she was going to die. She had never had an orgasm like this in her life. It seemed like it would never end. Every time it would start to ebb Michael’s tongue would rasp against her clit starting it all over again. She could feel her juices rolling down her pussy and into the crack of her ass. The feeling was such that she even forgot Michael’s cock beating against her throat. Finally Susan collapsed, totally spent from the huge orgasm that Michael had caused. Michael pulled his cock slowly out of her mouth and turned to face her. Susan could not move. Michael straddled Susan’s chest and laid his swollen cock between his mothers heaving breasts. He gently grasped one in each hand and en-closed his cock in them. “Have you ever been tit fucked mom” he asked? Still being shocked by the situation it took Susan a minute to shake her head no. Michael grinned and said “well I have never tit fucked anyone either but I love your great tits and I want to fuck them.” Michael pulled at the nipples as he slid his cock back and forth between her tits. Susan was fascinated watching her sons cock slide out of her tits seeming to have one eye watching her. Michael started fucking faster and faster. “Here it comes mom he groaned” and shot his wad from between her tits, his cum landing on her neck and face. Susan licked his come off her lips and pulled him forward sliding his still quivering cock into her mouth and sucking the last drops from deep in his balls into her mouth. Michael lay down beside her and softly rubbed her nipples. His cock finally totally spent. He still could not get over how soft his mother’s skin was. Her firm breasts and her silken cunt were now all his. Susan slowly slid her hand over and grasped Michael’s flaccid cock, stroking it gently. She rolled over on her side and looked at his firm young body. She was rapidly losing what little guilt remained as she looked at him. She could feel his cock twitch in her hand as she stroked it. She rose to her knees and slid her other hand under his balls. Susan gently squeezed Michael’s balls as she stroked his cock. It was trying to stand up again. Susan slowly moved between Michael’s legs. She leaned down and kissed his semi erect cock. She licked the shaft and then kissed his sack slowly she sucked his aching balls into her mouth. Working them gently with her tongue she teased his balls. Michael groaned. He had never felt any sensation like that which he felt now. His cock had sprung back to life and was standing erect with no help from Susan. Susan released his balls from her hot mouth and climbed over Michael’s body. The sight of her large breasts swaying with her movements held his attention. Susan centered her hot juicy pussy over her sons throbbing cock and dropped onto it. Susan rammed its full length into her cunt, completely swallowing it in her depths. She just sat there savoring the feeling of having a man inside her, feeling the size of his cock completely filling her throbbing cunt. She could feel the head of Michael’s cock rubbing against the very bottom of her depths. Building the heat and passion that had not been satisfied for many years. Michael watched as Susan sat speared on his cock, watching her breasts sway with each breath. He reached up and grabbed a hand full of each tit and started to squeeze. Susan’s nipples were straining and Susan started rocking her hips, sliding her cunt on Michael’s cock. Michael was mesmerized at the sight of Susan’s cunt sliding up off his cock, then sliding down completely engulfing it. Susan was moving faster and Michael knew that she was about to come. He pulled down on her tits and jammed his hips upward deep into her steaming cunt. Susan exploded and Michael just watched her juices roll over his shaft onto his balls. Rolling Susan onto her back, Michael started ramming his cock into her. He did not think he would ever be able to come. The sight of his cock splitting his mom’s hot pink gash made him even hotter. He held her legs by the ankles in front of him and spread her wide open. Feeling and seeing her cunt convulse as she came again was too much for Michael as he pumped what little juice was left in his balls into Susan’s wonderful pussy.
It was early afternoon when Michael and his mom woke up. They took a quick shower and went downstairs to have lunch. Susan looked at Michael and said “I love you but this situation is not good, we cannot go on acting like this. It is not healthy for you or me. Also if your dad finds out, we will both be in trouble.” Michael sat there for a minute and thought about what his mom had said. “I do not think that dad will find out, I am sure not going to tell him. I think we both are adults and know what we want, I sure do. I want your lovely legs wrapped around me as often as possible.” “From your reaction earlier, you need someone to fill the void in your life too. Who are we hurting, no one has to know.” Susan thought about what Michael said. She certainly did have a void in her life. If only there was not a possibility of Harold finding out about the two of them fucking each other. He would certainly divorce her, taking Michael away in the process. At least they would have a week before Harold came home. Michael walked up behind Susan and slid his hands into her blouse cupping her breasts. Her nipples immediately stood erect under his caress. “I would not worry mom” he said “everything will work out for the best. You and dad have not got along for years maybe it is time to do something about it.” Susan could not believe the reaction Michael’s touch was causing. Her nipples were straining in his hands and she could feel the heat building in her cunt. She closed her eyes and let her head fall back against his chest. Michael slowly pulled his hands from inside Susan’s blouse. He loved the feel of her breasts in his hands but he had other things he had to do right now. Leaving Susan to clear the table, Michael went upstairs and took the film he had shot of Susan and himself out of the camera. He put it in a safe place so that he could develop it later. Michael put away his camera and tripod. He had to think of a way to ensure that Harold would not ruin the setup he had worked for. He now had the two most beautiful women he knew sucking and fucking him whenever he wanted. He did not intend to let anyone fuck this up for him. Susan stuck her head in the door and told Michael that she had a meeting that she had to attend this afternoon. She said that there was no way to get out of it, and she would return at 8 PM. Michael told her to enjoy herself, that he would be here waiting at 8.
Michael looked at the clock and saw that it was only a few minutes after 2. He called Kathy on the phone. When she answered he told her he wanted to see her at 2:30 at his house. She was worried about someone seeing her. Michael told her to park down the road and walk to the house.
He hung up before Kathy said anything else. He was not worried that she would not show up. He still had the pictures. Thinking of pictures he got his video camera and set it up in his closet. He adjusted the lens and aimed it at the bed. He would make sure that Kathy would do whatever he wanted whenever he wanted it. A few minutes before 2:30 Kathy knocked on the door. Michael let her in, kissed her, probing her mouth with his tongue. Kathy still had not reconciled herself totally to the idea that Michael had the upper hand at this point. She tried to pull away from him but he grabbed her firm ass with one hand and her head with the other preventing it. Michael let her go and smiled at her, “it is good to see you” he said. Kathy looked at him and said “I really have no choice do I?” Michael took her hand and pulled her towards the stairs. Let’s go up to my room where we can be comfortable. Reluctantly Kathy followed him. As they entered the room Michael pulled Kathy down on the bed and again started kissing her. He made sure that the video camera had a good shot of her face as he pulled her down. As he kissed her, Michael ran his hand under her blouse and pulled her bra over her firm tits. He was surprised to find that her nipples were already hard. He told Kathy to take off her blouse and bra and get more comfortable. Setting up and pulling her blouse off she was looking right at the closet where Michael had hidden the camera. Michael reached behind Kathy and unhooked her bra freeing her silken smooth its for the camera to see. Reaching around her he cupped her breasts and twirled the nipples between his thumb and finger. He could feel Kathy’s breath quicken. She leaned her head back on his chest and enjoyed the feelings. Michael turned loose of Kathy’s breasts and took off his shirt. He also dropped his pants on the floor. He walked around in front of Kathy. As she raised her hips he pulled her slacks and panties off her and dropped them to the floor. He got back on the bed and resumed playing with Kathy’s tits. Slowly he reached down and sliding her legs apart he slid his finger into Kathy’s cunt. He heard her gasp as he shoved it in and rubbed her clit. Michael slid around so he was kneeling over Kathy’s face with his balls and cock in easy reach of her hot mouth. He then lowered the head of his cock until it rubbed her lips. Michael made sure the camera could see everything, as he lowered himself sticking his cock into Kathy’s mouth. Even though she was unwilling at first, the more Michael stroked her cunt the faster Kathy sucked his cock. Michael had pulled Kathy’s legs under his arm to make it easier for him to finger her pussy and being on top he had a fantastic view of her pussy and ass. He could feel Kathy starting to quiver under him and slid another finger into her pussy to get it all slippery with her hot pussy juice. Kathy was really flowing now. Her ass was even all shiny with her juice. Michael felt her grab him tight as she started to explode. Just as she started cumming he jammed his finger as far in her pussy as he could. He thrust the other finger in her tight glistening asshole. He could feel her muscles gripping both fingers as her body shook under him. She had tried to scream when Michael shoved his finger into her asshole but Michael’s cock muffled it. When her body quit shaking, Michael started stroking both fingers into and out of her in unison. Kathy started working her hips in time with his thrusts. Michael pulled his cock out of her mouth and asked her what she wanted. Kathy took a deep breath and said “please fuck me.” Michael kept stroking and said “I cannot hear you.” Kathy said louder now “please fuck me Michael.” Michael was sure the camera had recorded the request and answered “you fuck me.” Kathy whimpered when he pulled out his fingers. He lay down on the bed and told her to get on him facing his feet. He wanted her beautiful ass in front of him. Kathy did so not realizing Michael’s ulterior motives. Kathy guided Michael’s engorged cock into her hot waiting cunt and slowly slid down the erect shaft until it was completely inside her. She started moving up and down on the shaft. Michael sensed that it would not be long before she came again. Kathy started pumping hard and then flung herself down on the shaft as one wave after another of her orgasms hit her. Michael knew that it would be a while before he came again after Susan had drained him. Kathy slumped forward and Michael grasped her ass cheeks and started moving her on his shaft. He could feel her clit rubbing on his shaft. Soon Kathy began to stir and move on her own. As she started moving up and down, Michael moved his shaft under her tight ass hole. Kathy slid down it sinking it all the way to the hilt. Michael reached around and put his hands on her tits pulling her back to lie on him. He could feel Kathy wiggling on his cock like a fish on the hook. Using his feet he spread her legs so that anyone seeing the film would know which hole his cock was buried in. Michael started squeezing Kathy’s nipples in time with her thrusts on his cock. She had put her feet on the bed beside his hips and lifted and dropped her ass onto his rock hard shaft. Michael pushed Kathy’s hand down to her pussy and told her he wanted to feel her fingering her cunt, Kathy started pushing two fingers into her pussy rubbing her clit with her other hand. Michael could hardly stand the feeling of her fingers sliding in and out of her streaming pussy while his throb-bing cock slid in and out of her tight squeezing ass. Michael could feel the cum starting to boil up in him he grabbed Kathy’s tits in one hand and pushed her ass down hard on his straining cock with the other. He shot his boiling wad into her great ass for the second time in two days and lay on the bed spent completely. His cock still gripped in Kathy’s ass.
Michael looked at the clock beside his bed and saw that it was al-most 6 PM. He slapped Kathy playfully on the ass and told her to get a move on. He knew that she had to be at church at 7 PM with Reverend Thompson. Reaching over her, he could not help but grab her luscious breast one last time. He could not believe all that had happened since yesterday morning. First fucking Kathy and then his mother. He had never had a grown woman before and only a couple of girls his own age. By comparison they had not been that great. Of course they did not have the experience of these women either. Michael told Kathy she could use his shower if she wanted, he would even wash her back for her. As Kathy bent over to get her clothes Michael could see some of his cum leaking from her ass. He found that very erotic. Part of him from deep in his balls put deep in her shapely young body by his cock. He could feel himself starting to stiffen again. Standing up Kathy looked at him. Smiling she said “we do not have time for anything else today, I will wash my own back.” While Kathy was in the shower Michael checked the video camera. A quick look at the playback showed him that he had gotten a great record of him and Kathy fucking. He really did not think that he would need it any more. Kathy really enjoyed getting fucked. Michael did not think that her husband appreciated or took advantage of what he had. Michael sensed that Kathy would be a good lay for as long as he took care of her. Michael left the camera in the closet and went into the bathroom. Kathy shut off the water and stepped out of the shower. Michael took a towel and started to dry her off. Starting with her hair and working down. When he got to her legs Kathy lifted one so he could dry her cunt and thighs. As Michael dried her leg he buried his face in her cunt and shot his tongue between her lips licking her clit. Kathy gasped and grabbed his head to steady herself. Michael laughed and told her that that was just for her to think about until he saw her again. Kathy could feel her pussy throb from the contact of his tongue. She pushed him away gently and quietly got dressed. Kathy kissed him at the door, a long drawn out kiss. She probed his mouth with her tongue while she slid her hand around his cock and balls. When he was hard again she smiled and said that is something for you to think about until I see you again. Laughing she ran out the door. Michael took a quick shower and then decided to take a nap until Susan came home.
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Monday morning I woke in Jim’s bed still in pain, more so after what he spent hours doing to me the night before. After taking me to see Johnny and making sure I had taken the morning after pill and putting me on a regular pill he told me I would be spending the night in his room. Finally at 4am I was able to go to sleep so now I was aching all over and really sleepy. I climbed slowly into the shower making sure to wash every inch of myself at least three times before I felt barely clean enough to climb out and get dressed.
“When you get home you will come to my room and wake me.” Jim tells me as I head to the door “make sure you have your uniform on and nothing under it” he adds as I put my hand on the handle trying hard not to be sick, when I open the door I come face to face with the other half of my night mare. Tony’s hands move to my hips with the pretence of steadying me
“Woo Jane careful there” he laughs while I cringe at his voice, lowering my eyes and looking down, my skin crawling I’m desperate to get away from him. As I move to the side he squeezes slightly and moves past me giving me a clear view of his son standing at the end of the path.
“Hey Jane” he calls to me smiling like he’s so happy to see me, for just a second I want to run to back inside and hide. I know it’s ridiculous this isn’t Ben’s fault he doesn’t even know what happened. I take a step forward closing the front door behind me when Jim calls me, looking back his index finger moves to his smiling mouth signalling not to say a word.
“Jane are you ok? You’re really quiet.” Ben asks when we get to school
I look up at him not even realising that we have walked all this way without me hearing a word he has said
“How was your uncle’s party?” He smiles “dad says you looked so beautiful in your new dress I wish I could have seen”
“It was ok” I mumble looking down feeling sick all over again, I hate the look in his eyes, I know he’s wondering why I’m so quiet and is worried about me, but honestly I just can’t make myself care at that moment.
At midday I start to make my way to the lunch hall but I’m stopped by Mrs Cano calling my name seemingly in a rush with her dark grey curls blowing wildly around her cubby face as she waddles into the field towards me
“Ah Jane at last I found you, I need you to come with me to Mr Jones’ office” she says breathlessly in her Spanish accent
I look over at Ben wishing somehow he would stop this, I know it’s stupid. He doesn’t know what John said he was planning, he has no reason to believe I would be in danger of our head master why would he? People like John are respected and trusted. I lower my head and follow Mr Jones’ secretary back to his office.
“Don’t worry you shouldn’t be long he just said he has a message for you from your Uncle” Mrs Cano smiles misreading my face thinking I’m worried that I’m in trouble, I try to smile back but just can’t manage it knowing what I’m about to face as I walk through the closed door to Johns office.
“Ah Jane please take a seat and close the door” he says as he closes a program on his computer and turns to me, I’m uncomfortable his deep voice still has a calming effect on me after all that he did to me that night
“Your uncle has asked to me let you know that he has had to go into work so he won’t be home until late tonight. He asks that you go straight home and make yourself ready for when he gets in” he smiles at me as he passes on the last part of his message
“I have something I would like you to see, come stand here I’m sure you will find it interesting” he adds pointing at the space beside him.
I stand and walk around his desk not able to think of a way to get out of standing within touching distance of him. His right hand moves to the mouse connected to his computer and clicks on the folder closed at the bottom of the screen, suddenly the screen is filled with the image of my blonde hair falling over my face, my mouth filled with Tony’s cock as he looks into my eyes his face contorted with pleasure. Disgust fills me as I realise I can’t see any evidence of the tears that were in my eyes when this was actually happening no red blotchy eyes or pain in my face I actually look like I’m smiling up at him with my eyes, my hand moves to my mouth as I start to feel like I’m about to throw up when I feel a hand slide up my thigh and under my skirt. I turn to look at John but his eyes are glued to the screen as his right hand clicks the mouse bringing up another picture this time a close up of my legs spread wide apart and my uncle between them. I gag holding my hand harder against my mouth trying hard not to allow the vomit now filling my throat to come any higher
“You look so beautiful don’t you think?” Mr Jones asks me pulling my thoughts away from what I’m seeing; my hand flies down to my thigh to stop his hand moving any higher as I look at him disgusted
“No I don’t! I think these pictures are disgusting and are just proof that you are all just dirty perverts having sexual intercourse with a minor”
His smile makes me want to slap him as he replies
“I thought by now you would be able to say the word fuck Jane. We fucked you and as much as you say you didn’t we all know you loved it. Now either you place your hands on the desk and watch the screen or I will have to call your uncle.”
I place my hands flat on the desk and look at the corner of the screen so I don’t actually see the folder full of pictures which he has now put on slide show so he has both hands free
“Ramona please hold my calls and tell the maintenance team that someone needs to check the forth stall in the girls toilets please” he calls through the intercom to his secretary before turning it off, I hear the click of Mrs Cano’s shoes as she waddles off to do as he asked before his right hand reaches over and easy slips open the button holding my shirt over my bra covered breasts and slides in to caress them.
His left hand continues its route up my skirt reaching the top of my thighs and brushing against my private place
“Mm you feel so warm” he breaths into my hair pulling his chair closer to me and leaning in to me, my body starts to shake and my eyes start to well up
“Look at the screen my favourite picture is coming up”
Against my better judgement my eyes move up to the middle of the screen as a picture comes up of me laying on the sofa, John’s head is buried between my thighs, my legs are wide open, my left hand is holding his head seemingly holding him in place as my back arches and I pull Jim’s mouth down to mine. The picture was taken at the exact moment I came; John’s fingers slide my knickers to one side allowing him to slide his middle finger into me. I gasp at the intrusion but he just pushes his finger deeper
“God you are still so tight, I love it” he moans pulling me to stand in front of him “Get on your knees I want you to watch something with me” he adds opening a new file labelled James birthday video. As he clicks play he pushes me to my knees
“Get my cock out and suck it while we watch” he demands, the screen is filled with the sight and sounds of what was happening when his so called favourite picture was taken.
My moans fill the room as his hands grip my hair tight letting me know this isn’t the time to mess around, I pull his private bit from his trousers and suck it into my mouth. I remember from Jim what he liked me to do so I suck him harder as I move my head up and down his shaft. His moans fill the room mingling with mine still playing on the computer screen, the sound of high heeled shoes distracts us as they move closer
“Stay down there and be quiet” he growls pulling his chair towards the desk causing me to shuffle back, “keep sucking, I didn’t tell you to stop!” I take him back in my mouth my heart beating wildly I hear him click off the sound to the video just as the door opens
“Sorry John I spoke to maintenance and they are fixing the broken toilet, also you have a meeting in half hour with Matthew Rose’s parents about his behaviour” I hear her pause “Is Miss Bows gone?” I feel Mr Jones lift his hips pushing himself further into my mouth a silent warning to carry on
“Yes Ramona, I told her, her Uncle called and she seemed upset. I didn’t want her leaving like that and having other children question her so I let her stay a while until she got herself under control” he replies calmly although I feel his cock expanding in my mouth
“Such a shame a child that young has to go through losing her parents. It’s a good thing she has her Uncle to stay with”
“I agree, I know her Uncle well and he is taking good care of her don’t you worry” he smiles back his voice a slight moan as he releases his seed into my throat “let me finish this email and then we can go down to that meeting”
As she closes the door he pulls his chair back
“That was very good, now… before you go I want you to sit on my desk and open your legs wide. I want to taste that pussy again”
“Please Mr Jones can I just go to lunch now I haven’t eaten yet and I will have to go back to class soon” I say trying to get round the other side of the desk and to the door
“Don’t be stupid child Mrs Cano is just outside and I told her you have left already, you will have to wait until she leaves her desk and in the meantime you will get your arse over here and do as you are told” his tone changing dramatically, becoming dark and scary enough that I hurriedly push myself up onto the desk.
At first he just sits there looking at me, just as I start to shake with embarrassment a smile spreads over his mouth
“I want to hear you say it Jane” he sighs leaning back in his chair and folding his arms. his eyes roaming over my body, moving slowly from my eyes down my chest and resting between my legs, I know I don’t have a choice and the quicker I get this over with the quicker I can get back to class and forget it
Looking him straight in the eyes I lift my chin before saying
“Mr Jones I want you to lick my pussy”
The look on his face is pure satisfaction as he leans in towards me and spreads my legs wide, placing my feet on the back of his chair and bending my knees so they fall open. His hand runs up the smooth skin of my thighs reaching the top and pushing my knickers to one side once again as he bends his head.
I jump slightly as his nose moves slowly through my lips parting them as he takes a deep sniff, his hot breath releasing on the top of my thighs and slightly caressing my anal hole. I scrunch my eyes closed as he reaches the little nub at the top, moving over it quickly with the tip of his nose before following with his tongue I concentrate hard on my breathing trying hard not to let what’s happening affect my body and repeating over and over in my head ‘do not come’,
I realise it’s not working as I feel my body start to heat up and my breathing shorten as his tongue slips as deep as it can reach into my private place. His right hand comes round caressing my thighs and reaching his thumb round to caress my nub, unable to stop myself my back arches and before I know it my body tenses and pleasure fills me. As my body comes down I open my eyes to find Mr Jones staring at me with a wide grin on his face
“You know if you just give in to it Jane you will find you will enjoy it even more, maybe so much that your juices will be squirting all over my face”
I pull my legs down off the back of the chair feeling them shake with the effort,
“I will never give in to what you and my Uncle are forcing me to do,” I say with the strongest tone I can manage, the quiver in my voice caused by the aftershocks of pleasure still running through my body not helping.
His laugh catches me off guard as I push my feet to the floor and straighten my skirt
“Well the choice is yours but believe me with the amount of people you will be fucking you might as well enjoy it” he says as he pushes me back against the desk and kicking my legs apart, “Ramona would you please go to the lunch room and get me a coke before the meeting? I am nearly finished here” he calls through the intercom his right hand pushing my skirt up again and forcing his fingers into me
“No matter what you do little girl you belong to us, just you remember that” he says making me gasp in pain as he forces a third finger into me and pushes them all the way in, as we hear the tell-tale clicking of Mrs Cano’s shoes he pulls his fingers from me and places them in his mouth while spinning me round and forcing me out the door
“Remember what your Uncle said be sure to be ready and waiting for him when he gets home” he whispers in my ear before closing the door on me.
Somehow I manage to make my way all the way to the hall just before the bell rings signalling the end of lunch
“Hey Jane,” I hear Ben call behind me
I stop to wait for him not really in the mood to talk but I know that it will be suspicious if I don’t
“Where were you?” he asks as he catches up to me
“I wasn’t feeling well so I stayed in Mr Jones office for lunch” I say looking at the floor as I force my feet to move again, making myself head to class.
At the end of the day Ben and I walk home together as usual but this time accompanied by Carl and Terry who are both going to Ben’s for the night. The conversation seems full of typical teenage boy topics, girls and computers mainly but my attention span lacks the interest where I would use to be interested.
“You’ll be there won’t you Jane?”
I look up confused
“Hey earth to Jane” Carl laughs putting his arm round my shoulder, the sudden contact makes me jump causing his arm to slide from me and a hurt look to come over him “Hey I’m sorry” he tries to laugh it off holding his hands up in front of him in surrender
I stop in my tracks causing the three of them to stop and look at me
“No I’m sorry Carl I was miles away and wasn’t listening, you scared me but that was no excuse to flinch like that” I say slowly forcing myself to place my hand on his shoulder and removing it as quickly as I can without it looking strange
“What was you saying Ben? I will be where?” I ask moving down the road again
“I was just saying about my birthday next week” he says, I can feel his eyes on me watching me closely
“Sure I’ll be there what do you have planned?” I say plastering on a smile to make them feel better. As they start to laugh and joke again about the party Ben wants to have I feel myself slowly going back into my own mind and thinking about the last party I attended and how it changed my life, I know that Ben’s won’t be like that, he wouldn’t do that to me but then I thought that my Uncle would never do it.
As we reach my house I walk towards the door, reaching it before feeling a hand grab my wrist. Again I flinch before I realise its Ben
“Jane look at me” he says ignoring my flinch and reaching up to my chin, his hand gently holding me in place so I can’t look away
“Something is wrong, and I want to know what it is, I won’t push you because you clearly don’t want to talk about it but I will say no matter what it is I’m here when you’re ready to spill. You can trust me” he adds looking me right in the eyes as they start to spill over.
As he releases my face his head slowly bends giving me time to move. Although I flinch again and lower my head I don’t move completely, his lips touch my cheek pressing slightly before moving back
“Don’t” I whisper, he looks at me before stepping back and allowing me to turn and escape inside my Uncles house.
As I close the door on my three friends tears spill down my cheeks, I feel sad that I can’t be around them without starting to feel uncomfortable, I head to the bathroom feely letting the tears fall,
‘normal girls are out flirting and having fun’ I think to myself ‘my parents would say I’m too young for that and I would have agreed, I didn’t want to do things like that before but maybe it would take my mind of everything going on,’
I shake my head as I hold my hand out testing the running water from the shower
‘That would be stupid, and just plain mean I wasn’t raised like that’
I step back and look in the mirror over the sink, leaning my hands on the bowl I look closely at my eyes; they look big, red and puffy. The blue of them looking darker than usual when I’m happy and smiling, turning away I head back to the shower and start to peel away my clothes before stepping in.
The hot water cascading down my naked body I lean my head against the cool tiled wall of the shower letting my thoughts go through my head, not making myself feel any better but I’m no longer able to control them as they turn to the night ahead and what Mr Jones said that Jim wanted me to do. Every inch of my body wanting to scream, to grab my clothes and leave, even to call Ben and tell him everything but the truth is I’m scared what that will cause to happen next. Where will I go? With all the men involved who can I trust? I climb from the tub and walk to my room throwing myself onto my bed.
After calming down and making myself some cheese and bacon pasta bake I head back to my room to get dressed again in the uniform I had not long taken off, not sure what time Jim will be home I head back to the living room to watch TV.
Heading past the kitchen door I change direction and move toward the kitchen cupboard above the sink to the left, inside I find the leftover bottles of vodka, brandy and tequila, without thinking about what a bad idea it is I take the tequila bottle and pour myself a shot glass of it, I knock it back quick and follow up with another glass.
Just as I cringe from the taste of the second glass I hear Jim’s keys in the door. With the Dutch courage of the two tequilas I don’t bother to move instead just fill another glass, as he turns through the door and looks at me I smile and hold my glass up to him daring him to moan about a twelve year old drinking before knocking it back. I instantly regret it as the drink washes through me and starts to affect my senses
“Looks like I came home to a party” Jim smiles walking towards me
“Well you like parties” I sneer at him losing balance and clinging to the kitchen side
“I’m not sure I like you in this state though,” he frowns “though you did do as I asked and you are still in your uniform I will let it slide, next time if you plan to drink don’t drink so much I want you to remember what I do to you!” he continues bending down to kiss me
“I very much doubt will ever forget what you have done to me” I say filling my words with the hatred I have for him
His smile infuriates me so much that I have to look away turning my head to the side
“Oh I hope so little niece I hope you never forget I took your innocence, who this perfect body belongs to. You are mine Jane!” he whispers in my ear as he traps me against the side, his left hand coming up to my chin not unlike how Ben touched me earlier but his grip is a lot tighter almost painful as he holds my head to the side and begins to kiss his way down my neck
“I hear you had some fun at school, I want you to tell me all about it as I fuck you” he says spreading my legs and pushing his fingers into my uncovered private place
My mind beginning to become fuzzy I tell him what Mr Jones made me do at lunch, having to stop and restart every time he growls at me for details, finally getting to the part with him licking my private place Jim lifts me onto the kitchen counter and pulls my head back by my hair
“Tell me again Jane, what you said to him?” he growls licking his way up my neck and using his right hand to unbutton his jeans
“I…I told him to lick my pussy” I mumble back gasping at the end as he pushes his cock ball deep into me
“See what you do to me? The thought of my little niece being a good little slut and getting my friends to lick her pussy while someone is just outside is so hot. I bet you loved it knowing someone could have caught you, mmm his cock spilling in your mouth with Ramona just inches way talking to him”
As he thrusts into me I’m suddenly grateful for the drink, feeling numb I can easily forget what’s happening, as he lifts me up and pushes my chest over the table he pounds deeper and harder into me, causing a pain to shoot through my stomach
“OW UNCLE PLEASE IT HURTS” I shout but his pounding just continues, I grit my teeth wishing I could have another glass of drink to take away the pain and help me forget what’s happening, next time I will remember to drink enough that I’m about to be sick I think to myself
“Ah fuck you feel good baby,” he screams pulling me harder towards him so he is buried as deep as possible before releasing his seed deep into me, as his thrusts slow down and he finishes he pulls himself from me seconds before I find myself sprawled on the floor.
“Get me a beer” he says pulling his jeans up and heading towards the living room, realising he pushed me to the floor like a piece of rubbish, I slowly get back up and head towards the fridge, quickly knocking back another shot of tequila before grabbing him a beer and heading to the living room
The TV plays the scene that shocked me the day Ben came round, I quickly go to make my way up stairs when he grabs me and tells me that he hasn’t finished with me.
Just then his phone rings
His smile gives away who is on the other line straight away, dread fills me quickly.
“Tony just the man I was hoping to talk to, got a favour to ask you and to sweeten the deal come round now” he grins at whatever his friend says “Trust me man this favour won’t need sweetening” hanging the phone up he smiles at me
“Strip naked” he demands of me as he opens his can. Taking my clothes off, he sits on the sofa sideways facing me and watching me lowering my skirt.
“Good girl now put your knees on the arm rest and spread them wide,” he continues, as I do what he says I have no idea where this is heading until he adds
“Now… put your hands both sides of my hips and suck my cock like you sucked John this afternoon”
As I comply it clicks into place, just at that moment the front door opens and Jim’s right hand lands on my head stopping me from moving
“Jesus” I hear Tony mumble as he closes the door behind him, the cool breeze caressing my bum as it clicks shut, I realise he has had a clear view of both my holes as soon as he opened the door
“Whatever the favour man you can have it” he adds as I hear his zip open and feel his hands reach my hips,
It doesn’t take long and soon Tony is filling my pussy as Jim comes in my mouth, both of them thrusting into my holes hard and fast ignoring the moans of discomfort and pain coming from my mouth. As Jim’s body comes down again he pulls my hands making me slip and fall on his chest
“Hey” Tony calls behind me as he slips out of me
“Sorry man” Jim calls back lifting me up and moving off the sofa to sit on the arm rest that I was just kneeling on, his cock slides into me, his mouth claiming mine. As he pulls back out he orders Tony to sit down on the arm rest and pushes me towards him, as Tony pulls me up and slides back into me he throws his head back in pleasure
“Hold her still” Jim says behind me, I start to get that bad feeling again that I got just before he took my virginity I try to look behind me but Tony’s arms clamp round me pinning me to him. I feel Jim’s hands pulling my hips up slightly before something big rubs over my little brown hole
“NO…NO PLEASE” I scream as loud as possible
“Shut her up” Jim growls as he pushes harder into my bum. My struggling becomes wild and determined as Tony removes one hand and blindly fails around looking for something to make me be quiet
“Fuck it man ill shut her up with my fist” he growls
“NO” shouts Jim “NO BRUISES” he says stepping back and grabbing a pillow from the arm chair. Handing it to Tony he moves back up behind me, as Tony thrusts the pillow into my face and holds it between us his hand moves to the back of my head burying my face in it and muffling my protests.
Jim pushes harder into me again the tip of his private bit finally managing to pass the resistance my body was giving causing pain I have never felt before to shoot through me, my eyes leak consistently while I scream as loud as I can. Through the agony I feel Tony moaning loudly
“Fuck James I have never felt anything so tight, I think I’m falling in love” he laughs
“Oh Jesus Christ believe me If you was this end you wouldn’t be saying that”
The two of them continue to thrust and pump into me, every now and then one of them will use my hair to pull my head back and comment on how great I look filled with both their ‘cocks’ I closed my eyes against it grateful at least that I knew I wasn’t going to come with the amount of pain I was in.
Tony’s mouth was around my boob sucking it into his mouth when I felt the warm sensation filling both my holes letting me know it will soon be over, they thrust a few more times making sure to empty themselves completely before pulling out of me and letting me fall on the sofa
“Looks like you took that hole good and proper” Tony laughed pointing down at Jim’s private bit. Opening my eyes I look over at Jim as he sits on the arm rest of the chair and notice that his lower half is covered in blood, my left hand gently reaches back and softly touches my sore bum, coming against something wet I look down at my and seeing my blood. Panic builds inside me as I sit up.
Jim looks over at me and smiles
“Don’t panic I just ripped you a little should have prepared you more but I couldn’t be bothered to wait, we will visit Johnny tomorrow” he adds
The pain still coursing through me says it’s more than a little, my tears still falling as Tony pushes me to my back and slides his fingers back into me. I can’t believe they really don’t care what they just put me through, my hands fly up as I begin to punch every inch of him I can reach the pain shooting up my back fuelling my anger and actually helping me to think through it.
Seeing what I’m doing Jim comes running round the other side of the sofa and grabs my hands but not before I shock them both with a swing that connects firmly with Tony’s nose. As if in slow motion I hear a crack and feel warm liquid spray over my face. He climbs off me screaming and shouting all kinds of words even the devil himself would blush at, it doesn’t take him long though to recover and come stomping towards me with painful intentions in his eyes, my anger still burns inside me and I struggle against Jim’s hands wanting to punch them both
“Tony stop” quicker than I thought possible Jim stands in front of me with his hands against Tony’s chest
“Move out of my way James that little bitch needs a lesson in respect” he growls trying to push against Jim
“NO BRUISES” Jim shouts pushing him hard making him stumble and fall to the ground
“Are you fucking kidding me? Look what she fucking did” he points to his nose now streaming steadily with his blood
I can’t help myself as a laugh builds up and escapes my lips bringing both men to stare at me
“You think this is funny bitch?” Tony yells over Jim’s shoulder causing my hysterics to start all over again as his anger comes out in a roar Jim still stands between us
“Jane if you don’t shut the fuck up I’m going to hurt you in a way that won’t leave any marks” he shouts over his shoulder at me making me laugh even more
“Y…you already d…did” I manage between breaths finding it strange myself after what’s just happened I can’t stop laughing, but as they say you either laugh or you cry and I have been crying enough lately come to think of it who are they?
The strange though slows my giggling as I climb from the sofa a sob following the last giggle as I accidentally press against my bum
“Can I have a shower?” I ask sitting on my knees on the floor
“A salt water bath would be better” Jim replies not looking at me as I crawl the stairs on my hands and knees.
The bath water stings against my broken skin making me grit my teeth and grip tightly against the sides. When I finally manage to get under the water the door bangs into the wall beside me making me jump
“What the fuck what that?” Jim growls at me “don’t you start to think that cause I don’t want you bruised I won’t hurt you in other ways” he adds coming towards me and gripping my neck with his hand, instinctively I let go of the sides of the bath and grip his hand trying to pull him off me. He pushes me back into the bath and releases me causing another shot of pain to go through me
“Sit forward” he growls again and pouring half the tub of salt that he’s holding into the hot water behind me, using his hand to swirl it around till it dissolves he adds “the salt will help your muscles relax and also help you start to heal”
It becomes clear that he has no intention of leaving as he sits on the toilet seat and watches me sit there in the water, I decide to get on with it hoping that the salt will ease some of the pain but it doesn’t seem to be working as I lean back slowly
“Why did you hit him?” he asks, I can’t believe what a stupid question it is and that he really has to ask
“You both just hurt me really bad Jim, and then he pushed me back on my bum to stick his fingers in me” I said looking at him
“I don’t care what he did you had no right to touch him like that” he stands up and bends over me “and I have told you before not to call me Jim”
“No right? I had no right? Are you joking? You have no right to rape me over and over, you have no right to hurt me the way you have yet you stand there and say I have no right to defend myself?” I shout at him
Quicker than I could have seen it coming his hand catches mine and pins them against the tiled wall while his right hand moves under the water, spreading my legs and pressing into my bum
“I. Don’t. Care. How. Much. It. Hurts. You. You. Are. Mine!” he says slowly emphasizing every word while looking at me in the eyes, his biggest finger sliding in and out of my bleeding hole, sending blankets of pain all over me. He releases me just as quick again,
“You better find a way to apologise to him. I have to go away for the night for work and I asked him to watch you,” at my confused look he smiles “you will be staying at Tony’s house the night”
‘Oh my god,’ I think to myself ‘how am I meant to survive the night alone with Tony?’ then I realise I won’t be alone, Ben will be there and hopefully Tony’s wife Kerry will be there too.
“When?” I ask as he leaves the bathroom
“Thirteenth” he says walking down the hall
When I climb out I head to my room until I hear a cough coming from the end of the hall, looking up Jim is standing in his door way looking at me. Shaking his head at his room he turns round disappearing from sight and expecting me to follow, for a second I entertain the thought of ignoring him and continuing to my room but I know the consequences wouldn’t be worth it in the end. Sighing I head to his room to find him laying on the bed waiting for me
“Please Uncle, let me sleep tonight surely you have hurt me enough and can’t possible want sex again?” I plead with him too tired to argue
“Get on the bed Jane” he demands ignoring my protest. To my surprise as I lay down I see that his clothes stay on “turn around I want to check that you’re not ripped” not sure if this is another trick but wanting to know the answer myself I turn away from him so that he can see my back passage clearly
Gently his fingers probe the sensitive area only causing slight pain enough to just make me gasp quietly
“No, you aren’t ripped,” he says from behind me before moving away and laying next to me
“Jane I want you to know that I do care for you” he continues shocking me as he pulls me into his arms
“I don’t want to hurt you, but you won’t do as I tell you without me forcing you. I want you to enjoy it like we do. I want you to enjoy giving other people the pleasure you bring me and letting me watch or tell me about it, of course that’s only with people I want you to fuck not boys at your school.” He adds looking my in the eyes,
I’m not sure where this is coming from part of me is glad that he seems to be being gentle but the other part knows that’s how I fell for his trap before.
“Jane in time you will learn the pleasures you can bring a man and even a woman, I will teach you if you just stop fighting our love” as I look up at him confused where he gets the idea love has anything to do with this his mouth lowers to mine.
The kiss is soft yet demanding as his tongue presses against my lips his hands run through my hair stoking me softly, I can’t help think that it would be quite romantic if it wasn’t my Uncle kissing me, if he hadn’t of done all the things he has. Maybe if he was just a normal boy my age, maybe if he was Ben I would have enjoyed it.
He brings me from my thoughts as his heavy weight lowers into my chest, I try to prepare myself for what’s about to happen but again I’m shocked as his clothes stay on and he makes no attempt to remove the towel that is the only thing between our bodies.
“You are perfect Jane, just what I always needed. With you I won’t need anyone else, just you” he says rolling back on to the bed and pulling me tight towards him,
“I won’t harm another girl if I can just have you” he mumbles closing his eyes and drifting off to sleep,
my head filled with pressure and guilt, how can I say no when he says he won’t hurt anyone else, but how can I trust him? How can I say yes and spend the rest of my life being a sexual slave to a bunch of dirty old men? And women? He mentioned women, I hope to god he was just using it as some kind of example and not really intending to force me into some kind of gay sexual thing.
As these thoughts so through my head another thought comes flying at me ‘Jim mentioned that I will be staying with Tony on the thirteenth that’s Ben’s birthday, the night of the party he wanted to have, maybe with all those people there it won’t be so bad but then saying that it could make things worse.’ My head starts to become fussy again with all the thoughts, pressure and the aftermath of the tequila
Before falling asleep I decide I will talk to Ben tomorrow… about the party at least…
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a horny woman puts herself on display on the freeway and it leads to an interesting encounter
Former Employee and witch Sharon McLuster finds herself lusting after her former employer, Mr. Arcutus Scone. He tries to accomodate her and at first she refuses. Then she finds out that if she doesn’t ease her need for him, her life is going to be hell
My mind’s fog was shattered by the pain from throughout my body. It seemed as if every muscle was sore.
My arms, legs and neck ached from the position I’d been forced to remain in for hours the night before. My ass and pussy were raw and caked in cum from the dozen cocks that had repeatedly found pleasure in them Saturday night. My jaws even hurt when I groaned as I tried to move.
I lay still for several moments, afraid to encourage my body to torture me, and it was during this time that I realized that the only element of my life that was wrecked more badly than my physical self was my career.
After I’d fallen asleep in his bed, Andre Gregory – my boss and now, it seemed, my Master – had removed the posture collar and matching wrist and ankle cuffs from me, leaving me completely naked. When I finally tried to move off the bed, my legs gave and I whimpered as I crashed to the floor on my hands and knees.
“What the fuck have I done?” was my only thought as I remained on all fours, silently debating with myself over the merits of trying to stand.
I turned back toward Andre’s bed and climbed up its side till I was on my knees, leaning against it.
Andre startled me when his hands cupped my armpits and lifted me to my feet. He turned me slowly, as if he understood the agony I was in, and held me close to him as he kissed me good morning.
After ending the kiss, Andre lifted me from the floor and carried me to the living room, sitting in the recliner that matched his sofa, holding me.
My feelings toward Andre were growing increasingly complicated. As he held me, I felt protected, perhaps even loved. Having him inside me, though challenging, felt natural, as if he belonged there. But the collar, the cuffs, and the gangbang – and with those participants, in particular – left me feeling degraded, humiliated.
“Why have you done this to me?” I asked, in little more than a whisper.
Andre didn’t respond immediately, as if choosing his words carefully.
“Gabi, each day for the past six months we’ve worked side by side,” he began. “I’ve been overwhelmed by everything about you; your intelligence, your strength, your beauty. At some point – and I can’t tell you exactly when it happened – I decided I had to have you in a way and with an intensity that I’ve never experienced with another woman.”
Andre’s words nearly caused me to melt into him.
“And enslaving me is the way to do that?” I replied.
“The only way, I think,” said Andre.
Dominance and submission have never been part of my life. Yes, I’ve read some things that had left me curious, but I’ve always been independent and somewhat untrusting. I’ve never met a man who had the strength to dominate me, nor who could earn a deep enough trust for me to allow it.
Until Andre, that is.
“Yes, Master,” I said.
Andre hugged me tight, causing me to whimper from my body’s underlying pain.
“You were a big hit last night,” Andre said.
“And I’ve the excruciating pain this morning to prove it,” I sighed. “Not to mention that I’m not sure how I’ll ever face any of those men again.”
“I don’t recall it being your face that commanded their attention,” he said with a smirk.
Andre then stood from the recliner, lifting me with him. He walked through the kitchen and onto the deck, and I noticed that beneath the pergola, he’d set up what appeared to be a massage table and that on the dining table was a tray with sliced fruit, pitchers of orange juice and water, and a couple of glasses.
He carried me to the massage table, placed me face down and began to rub me.
“Relax, pet,” he said. “Master will make it better.”
My eyes shut as Andre worked the soreness from my body, again reminding me of the genuine care he had for me. I remained still, savoring the way his hands felt against me as he slowly, meticulously unknotted my muscles.
Andre spent perhaps half an hour caring for me as I lay on my tummy, then rolled me over and began working on my front.
“Your labia’s swollen,” he said as he massaged my right thigh
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“A dozen dicks will do that,” I said, trying not to smile at his attempt at humor.
“Then I’ll be gentle when I fuck you later,” he said, and then he laughed when I noticeably cringed.
The realization hit me that I hadn’t taken a birth control pill since Friday. Though I was in the latter stage of my cycle, it was still a concern.
“Did you grab my pills from my apartment? They were on the list,” I said.
“I did not, pet,” Andre replied. “We’re going to let nature take its course, from this weekend and beyond.”
A chill cascaded through me as I imagined what my parents would think of their thirty-year-old daughter, accepting enslavement to a black man and perhaps mass-producing bi-racial children. It’s less that mom and dad are racist than conservative, old-fashioned. This is not something they would easily understand.
I bit my lip, wondering what to say.
“Yes, Master,” was all that passed through my lips, and it evoked a broad smile from Andre.
The massage lasted an hour, and it crossed my mind that it might actually be worth letting a group of men dick me till they broke me to have Andre’s hands lovingly repair me the next day.
Andre lifted me from the table and carried me to the pool, lowering me till my feet touched the deck.
“Enjoy the water,” he said. “Then we’ll eat some breakfast.”
I crouched to the deck and put my feet in the pool. Everything being relative, the water was damned cold.
As I slipped into the water, my flesh filled with goosebumps and my nips immediately hardened. I couldn’t help but shiver.
Andre laughed as he watched.
It seemed like an eternity before my body and the cold water reached equilibrium, but once they did I was able to relax and float, closing my eyes and enjoying the coolness. I didn’t even notice Andre’s retreat into the house.
As I floated, I reached to my crotch to examine my pussy with my finger. It was definitely swollen, as Andre had so astutely pointed out earlier.
And it was still sore.
I pulled myself from the pool after about thirty minutes, only to find an even deeper chill as the light breeze flowed over my naked body.
Andre emerged from the house, wrapped me in a beach towel and began to dry me as he led me to the deck’s dining table where he replaced the wet towel with a dry one, and we ate the sliced fruit he’d prepared while I was still asleep.
“So what’s in store for me today?” I asked, as we nibbled on the fruit.
“I thought we’d go to your apartment and get some more of your things, have lunch at the winery and then resume our depravity,” Andre responded.
I couldn’t imagine taking Andre’s massive cock in the condition I was in, and wasn’t certain I’d be able to do so in several hours.
“I don’t see any way I can return to work,” I said with decided reservation.
“You’re likely right,” Andre said. “But your place is here.”
We finished eating, and Andre suggested I bathe and get dressed. I helped him clear the table, and then went for a long, hot bath in his garden tub.
The weekend had been provocative, to say the least. With each moment, my craving for Andre’s attention and adoration grew. I even found myself strangely touched by the desires of the other eleven men who’d fucked me till they’d hurt me the night before.
As I washed myself, I began to wonder what it would be like not to work. How would I avoid boredom while Andre was at the office? What sort of rules would he have for me? When would be the right time to discuss these things?
Andre’s comment about letting nature take its course was also on my mind, and I remained somewhat surprised that I didn’t immediately object to the idea given its life-long implications. My hand caressed my tummy as I tried to imagine myself fat with Andre’s child, before it hit me that if events such as last night’s were repeated with any regularity, it might not be Andre’s baby that I carried.
I remained in the tub after opening its drain, letting much of the water flow out of the vessel before forcing myself to climb from its embrace and dry my body.
Andre had laid on the bed a simple selection of clothes for me that included a lacy pink camisole and thong, and khaki shorts. On the floor at the foot of the bed was a pair of pink flat sandals.
I dressed, pulled up my hair, and then found Andre in the living room, watching television. We then left for my apartment to get some more of my things.
It was nearly noon when we arrived at my place. When we entered the apartment it seemed foreign, like it was no longer mine. The things it contained where most definitely mine, but it felt as if I no longer belonged in the space.
Had the last day and a half really been that much an epiphany that I was now an uneasy visitor in my own home?
Andre helped me collect clothes, shoes, personal items. We were there for about an hour, and had his Wrangler nearly overflowing with my things before we drove back to his place and unloaded them to what had previously been an empty walk-in closet that adjoined his bedroom.
It was after 1:30 when we left his house for lunch at the winery.
The winery’s crowd was surprisingly small for such a sunny and unseasonably warm Sunday afternoon in late March. It was sort of comforting, really, given that more people might not have afforded Andre and me the privacy I’d hoped we’d have while enjoying lunch together.
We sat at a wrought iron table with a large umbrella on the brick patio outside the winery’s restaurant. Andre ordered a simple lunch consisting of a meat, cheese and bread tray, with a glass of burgundy for me and water with lemon for him.
There was a comfort in the silence that ensued, because it afforded me the opportunity to take in my surroundings, which included several hundred acres of vineyard, and a koi-filled pond.
And then, my phone alerted me to a text I’d received.
“I hope you’re having a wonderful weekend, honey. Love, Mom.”
“And don’t let no black man fuck you stupid, slap a collar around your neck and have you gangbanged, baby girl,” Andre smirked when I showed him my mother’s message.
Though I couldn’t help but giggle at Andre’s remark, it did seem to open the door to a more serious discussion.
“What will my life be like?” I asked
.
“I’ve been giving that some thought, pet,” Andre said. “In fairness to both of us, I’ve been sketching out an agreement. I should have it ready for you to review tomorrow.”
“And?” I replied.
“It’s going to have some depth to it,” he said. “I think we’re in agreement that your returning to work really isn’t an option. It would be wise to lay out a structure that both of us can thrive in, long-term.”
I nodded. By giving up my independence and my career to succumb to Andre’s dominance, I was taking the boldest step of my life. It couldn’t be for a short-term fling, a whim.
“To some degree, you will be like a stay-at-home wife,” Andre continued. “You will be responsible for our home, for taking care of yourself and for other things, relating to the nature of our relationship.”
“It’s the latter that I find myself wildly curious about,” I said with a smile.
“And don’t anticipate spending much time in those clothes you just brought over,” he said dryly.
Andre and I finished lunch then took a leisurely hand-in-hand walk through the vineyard, speaking little but nuzzling one another for the entire stroll. It made me feel cared for, protected, and even though we spent more than an hour among the grapevines, it ended all too soon.
We returned to Andre’s home and as soon as we entered, I slithered out of my clothes and my Master retrieved my collar and cuffs, putting them in their proper places once I was nude. He leashed me, and then led me to a door I’d never been through, one that led to the home’s basement.
As we walked through the door, Andre flipped on the lights downstairs, and together we moved downward.
Once we were downstairs, the first thing I noticed was a stainless steel frame with a canvas harness hanging from it. Its purpose was obvious.
We walked toward the swing and Andre helped me into the harness, and there I was, hanging with my legs spread for my Master, still not fully recovered from the prior night’s hours-long gangbang.
Andre dropped by leash and undressed slowly, as if taunting me. His cock was already erect by the time it was unveiled.
He grabbed the leash’s leather handle from the floor and walked between my legs, and braced myself for more pain.
Andre’s wrapped his left hand around his cock’s base and stepped toward me, rubbing his crown against my aching slit. Despite my pussy’s discomfort, I was aroused by the thought of having my Master inside me again, of being stretched and strained by his massive black shaft, and of letting nature take its course.
Nectar began to flow through my folds as the prick’s head teased me, and soon enough Andre was sliding inside me. The whimper that passed through my lips bordered on a shriek, and my feet flailed wildly in the harness as Master sank deeper and deeper into me.
Andre had me swinging lightly over his dick. Though more gentle than our previous fucks – as he’d promised it would be – it hurt badly, but it was a pain I found myself grateful to feel.
Master played with my feet as he effortlessly flowed in and out of me. He sucked and nibbled my toes, his teeth grazed and he licked the soles of my feet, the tickling causing me to forget the pain in my crotch.
My orgasm was the most intense I’ve ever had. I tensed and shuddered head to toe, my pussy’s juices exploding over Andre’s pelvis and thighs and dripping onto the floor. It was as if my mind was detached from the rest of me, akin to an out-of-body experience.
“Good girl,” Andre said in little more than a whisper, as he continued to fuck me, the swing rocking slow and steady despite my convulsions.
“I don’t know how much more of this I can take,” I said, my voice strained and cracking.
“We’re going to find out,” Andre replied, his pace increasing from slow to moderate, then leveling off.
A throaty growl swelled from within me and I writhed as my Master’s thrusts racked my slit with pain.
“Am I hurting my slut’s pussy?” Andre asked.
I nodded frantically, unable to catch enough breath to verbalize a response.
“You want this big black dick in your ass, then?” he said.
“God no!” I shrieked, imagining just how much worse my agony would be.
“I thought not,” Andre said. “And seeding that ass won’t do a thing to help me breed you.”
The words rocked me to my core, and a wave of warmth crashed through me. I began to sob with joy that this man I’d so admired as a co-worker and boss wanted to possess me, to dominate me, to push my mind and body to their limits, and that he seemed to crave seeing me with his children in my womb.
I’d never given much thought to maternity, but as Andre stabbed my aching crotch time and time again, and the happy tears freely flowed down my cheeks, I couldn’t imagine anything more natural, more right, than giving my master a gaggle of children.
When I came again, it was more like a seizure than an orgasm. It felt as if every muscle in my body had gone into spasm, as if I’d been struck by lightning. Andre groaned as my womb quaked with his prick inside it, and more of my warm fluids squirted onto him and the floor.
With his right hand holding the leash’s handle, Andre grabbed the harness strap that crossed my body a few inches above my mound and began rocking the swing hard and fast, sending his cock in and out of me violently.
A series of desperate, frantic squeals passed through my lips and my legs flailed in the straps that held them high in the air.
The look on Master’s face was prideful. He seemed to delight in having taken a woman who’d been untouched for more than six months and in less than a weekend turned her into an owned, black cock slut who was more and more savoring the idea of letting nature take its course. I began to wonder if at least part of the point behind last night’s gangbang was to show me that no one else would ever fill my body and soul the way Andre did.
“Beg for it,” Master growled, his dick twitching inside me.
“Please seed me,” I gasped. “Give me the first of our children, Master.”
My womb swelled with Andre’s warm goo, and I began to giggle, giddy with his ownership, his use.
“Who owns the pussy?” Andre said as the contents of his balls continued to spill into me.
“You do, Master,” I muttered breathlessly. “You own the pussy, and every bit of me.”
“Forever,” Andre replied.
“Forever,” I echoed.
He slipped from my sloppy cunt and released me from the harness. Immediately, I sank to my knees and glanced up at him.
“May your slave clean you, Master?” I asked.
“Please do,” he responded.
My fingers wrapped around his still turgid prick, guiding it to my mouth, and I began to suck him feverishly. I wanted Andre to understand how eager I was to accept his dominance, and how desperately I wanted to please him.
“Damn, woman, you are hungry for some nigga dick, aren’t you?” he said, prompting me to nod as I worshipped him.
I loved the taste of Andre’s cock after he fucked me. The combination of my sweet nectar and his salty jizz on his flesh reinforced the idea that we are now one, a Master and slave; a bold black man and his eager white whore.
After several minutes, Andre slipped his hands between my armpits and guided me upward till I was standing before embracing me and kissing me deeply, possessively, and we stood there, our bodies pressed together and our mouths intertwined, and I knew I belonged to him completely.
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This first chapter is mostly scene setting and explanation. Things will begin to heat up in the following chapters
This will be my second submission to xnxx, although it is not the first time others will be reading this piece. Friends of mine have read the first four chapters of the erotic fantasy novel I have been writing for the last few years and have expressed VERY positive feedback. But they are my friends. The Temptress is Chapter One of that book but not the first book of the series of which it is part. I guess I am looking for genuine enthusiasm, an HONEST review and critique, and a reason to continue my writing this story (which, by the way, has a romantic twist to it that unfolds throughout the course of the books.) My first submission was not so well received as I may have mis-categorized it or the sexual content was lacking or something along those lines. If Chapter One proves to be popular, I will probably submit the other chapters I have written.
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Chapter One
As night crept across the lands of Demnos, the gray sky of the dreary, rain-soaked day continued to deepen until it was impossible to tell when the day ended and the night began. Far below the towering craggy edifice of Demon’s Peak, lights in the city of Xyn started flickering to life in windows and on street corners. The inhabitants were provided with a measure of supposed protection against the all too real creatures lurking in the dark, just past the last houses on the outskirts of the city. The streets bustled with both the necessary evening traffic and those seeking entertainment at one of the many taverns, brothels, or fest halls throughout the city. Shopkeepers were finishing closing up shop and securing their establishments from unwelcome nocturnal intruders. Despite the inclement weather, the pervasive ambiance of Xyn’s celebrants was as festive as always.
The dome-shaped buildings comprising the bustling valley city were typical of those found across the face of Tiaceor. Sturdy in construction, they could withstand many kinds of punishment and look only a little worse for the wear. The domes were all of varying sizes, built according to its function and the owner’s needs—as well as the depth of his or her purse.
High above the city, a pair of glowing yellow eyes looked down at the goings-on from the relative comfort of a very large and well-fortified keep. To the otherworldly eyes regarding the scene, the rain obscured the view only a little. The rain pitter-pattered in large puddles on the balconies of the three enormous windows outside the castle’s throne room. A tall, lone, dark figure stood in the window, thoroughly enjoying the sensation of the rain as it gently tapped against her hot ebony skin and soaked her long, thick raven tresses. Small droplets grew bigger until their weight pulled them down her naked flesh, tickling her lightly as they rolled. As she stood there, tiny rivulets also flowed from the longest ends of her hair and down between her large bat-like wings; from there, the water followed the curve of her back until finding its way around the base of her well-muscled tail and between the tight cheeks of her ass where it mixed with the lubrication of her already wet pussy. Droplets fell too from the rings piercing her nipples after collecting and hanging there for a moment. The unnatural heat given off by her body caused the mistress of the keep to be surrounded by a wispy nimbus of steam.
Demon’s Peak had been well-named by the early settlers who first looked upon the immense, foreboding mountain with an equal mixture of awe and fear, though mostly the latter. There were many locals who wondered if the name had actually been an unrecognized prophesy, especially since a demoness had been calling it her home for the past eighty years.
Standing just slightly taller than most human and some ork males, War Mistress L’tirashin Jaduor was an imposing sight to behold. Her manner and bearing left no doubt in anyone’s mind that she was not a being with whom someone trifled. Of course, her glowing yellow eyes, large bat wings and long tail only served to accentuate her otherworldly visage and make those around her fearful of inviting her wrath.
As if by its own accord, L’tirashin’s left hand slid slowly across her thigh, inching toward the black tangle of her hairy mound. Her long, talon-tipped fingers pushed through the slick folds of her labia until they found her already excited clit. L’tirashin flicked at it a few times before shoving her fingers deep into her pussy.
‘Fools!’ she spat in her thoughts as her other hand cupped her right breast and brought it to her mouth. L’tirashin’s tongue darted out and rubbed across the hardening tip of the nipple. Using her teeth, she tugged firmly at the ornamental piercing, increasing her passion as her fingers probed even deeper into her vaginal flower. ‘See how they go about their lives, totally oblivious to the coming darkness!’ she mused as she continued masturbating. It excited the wicked demoness beyond mere words every time she used either her infernal powers or her mastery of arcane magic. Very soon after her arrival on this world the inhabitants called Tiaceor, a phenomenon heretofore never experienced by L’tirashin came to light: without exception, whenever the demoness cast any of the spells she knew, she would feel the need for some kind of sexual gratification. It also appeared that the greater the inherent power of the spell cast, so too was the urge that followed. Although L’tirashin had always possessed a fierce carnal appetite, there were inevitable times when sex of any sort—ranging from simply masturbating to enjoying a full-blown orgy—just was not possible. Of course, it went without saying that those missed chances for libidinous indulgences were made up for at the first opportunity. . . .and then some. L’tirashin tried to discover the reason for the odd, but very pleasant, connection but was far less successful than the learned sages, wizards, sorcerers, and priests who had studied it for centuries before her arrival.
As she felt an orgasm beginning to build within her, L’tirashin leaned her head back and turned it from side to side, causing her rain-soaked blue-black hair to brush across the top of her tight buttocks and base of her tail. Faster and faster L’tirashin plunged her fingers in and out until they were almost a blur of motion, working their own kind of magic on her pussy. With her excitement nearing its climactic peak, she brought her mouth and melon-sized breast back together and bit down hard on the nipple. Her elongated, razor-sharp canines punctured two small holes on either side of the silver ring dangling from the very stiff and protruding nub. A small ooze of dark crimson leaked out then vanished with a swipe of L’tirashin’s tongue.
The peak L’tirashin had felt stirring deep in her loins was upon her. A mask of pure euphoria washed over her beautiful, though otherworldly, face and brought a glaze to her glowing eyes just as the first wave of her orgasm caused her cunt to spasm and shudder. Slowly, the sensations ebbed then ceased. A smile of partial satisfaction pulled at the corners of her full lips.
“That was nice,” L’tirashin said as she brought her hand up and started licking her cum-soaked fingers clean. “But. . .” L’tirashin’s tail swished back and forth in anticipation as she let the thought trail off. As her wings folded quietly across her back and around her shoulders like a natural cape, the demoness turned away from the window. The talons on her toes clicked softly against the highly polished black marble floor of her immense audience chamber as she strode purposefully toward her throne.
In passing, L’tirashin momentarily glanced up at one of the eight colossal columns that supported the high, vaulted ceiling, fifty feet overhead. The girth of any one of them was so great it would require six men, with out-stretched arms, to encircle it. Running almost the entire length of each, from floor to ceiling, were highly detailed bass relief carvings of scenes depicting the torture of the souls of the damned, cast into the Abyss’s bottomless darkness. L’tirashin could recall only too well being on the receiving end of many of those terrible torments during the first few centuries of her afterlife spent deep in the Abyss’s lower planes. Over the many, many long years, she had managed to, literally, claw her way up to positions of greater and greater power until she had become one of the torturers. Mortal minds had yet to devise a method of torment that had not all ready been perfected by the Everdark’s resident experts, as well as many that even the most twisted ephemeral mind could not conceive.
The clergy of the seemingly countless number of deities, on a similar number of worlds throughout the known multiverse, warned their respective flocks of the literal eternal torment awaiting them if they refused to give up their sinful ways. L’tirashin was still amused as to how many of those going-to-temple-only-on-holy-days mortals who found themselves in the Everdark.
During her time on Tiaceor, L’tirashin had been christened with a variety of names by the inhabitants. Some of them, such as as Night One, Temptress, Demon Queen, and the Dark One, she bore with great pride. But there were others, like Bacchanal Queen, Demon Whore, Slut Queen, and the Fornicatress, that she secretly reveled in because of her pursuit of pleasure—although that pleasure was not without its purpose.
Besides having an almost insatiable libido, L’tirashin also had equally great ambitions and a lust for power. She had been busy ever since her arrival. By appealing to the mortals of this world on their basest levels, L’tirahsin had been able to gather an army of considerable strength in almost no time. When her forces quickly claimed the nation of Calimaar, the new country of Demnos came into being. To the nations surrounding Demnos, L’tirashin delivered a powerful ultimatum: live under her rule and prosper or defy her and suffer. Only two of the eleven nations tried to resist. True to her word, the Temptress made them suffer mightily.
The continent of the Eleasheua fell to her conquest in less than six years.
Demnos had become a fierce world power with which to be reckoned.
But L’tirashin was not content ruling just one kingdom. Or continent. No, she had far loftier ambitions than that. For reasons no mortal mind would ever expect, her ultimate goal was to conquer all of Tiaceor.
With incredible and inhuman speed, the Temptress dashed up the eighteen steps of the dais. Her movement had been so sudden and swift it could have been thought of as magic. She paused a moment and gazed appreciatively at her regal seat. The throne was a truly wicked looking construction: hundreds of spread open rib cages had been used to create a radiating disc directly behind a seat made entirely out of whole skeletal arms and legs. A wall comprised of nothing but skulls formed the backdrop for this agglomeration of bones, running from floor to ceiling and spanned forty feet from one side to the other. But as intimidating as L’tirashin’s royal seat was itself, some very potent and deadly enchantments worked into it as well. With a wicked smile, L’tirashin assumed her seat. When she had first entered the former realm of Calimaar, L’tirashin lacked such a chair. Over the intervening seventy-eight years, she had had one magically crafted from the bones of all those who dared oppose her. It mattered little as to the social status of the bones’ former owners: righteous knights, powerful spellcasters, pious priests, and those of more humble origins were all present—even Calimaar’s former regent had been likewise interred. The commonality they all shared was defying the demoness’s will. No matter how great or small their indiscretion, they paid for it with their lives.
Many (foolish) adventurers had tested also themselves against her. While the number of intruders who dared to confront the Dark One in her personal sanctum had been few and far between, there were still those who had successfully gained entry past her keep’s formidable defenses. Of coourse, when they encountered L’tirashin, usually lounging on her throne, their only reward was death: death that came at them from the hundreds of empty eye sockets in the skull wall.
“You there, slave,” L’tirashin said, pointing at one of the barely clad slaves standing against the wall just past the banquet table. “Come here.” Although L’tirashin knew every one of her slaves’ names—as well as a good deal about them—she found that by stripping them of even such a small measure of individuality tended to keep the spirits of her slaves broken far more effectively than any amount of chain.
Daring to cast a momentary sidelong look at her sister standing just two paces to her left, Amean obediently stepped forward and walked quickly toward her mistress, keeping her head bowed the entire way. Amean, which meant swan rider in her native elven language, had been a celebrated dancer in the elven kingdom Deth’el, a verdant island nation that lay only two hundred miles to the west of Eleasheua. Amean had been visiting her family in the small coastal city of Eichuula when the Temptress’s warships attacked from both the water and the sky. When the raiders finally left, more than half the city was burning and many elves had been taken as slaves—with Amean and her sister among the captives. Even after two years, neither of the sisters ever learned of the fates of any of the rest of their family.
The sisters’ introduction to slavery was savage and cruel. As they stood before the one called “the Wrangler”, a new slave was chosen at random then slaughtered in front of the rest of his fellow captives. The Wrangler screamed at them, “That is exactly how much your lives now mean to your mistress! But, by serving Mistress L’tirashin with complete loyalty and devotion, you will be allowed to live! Betray her in even the smallest way and you will die!” Following the Wrangler’s brutal demonstration, they were stripped of what few possessions they still clung to, along with their clothes.
Amean’s spirit finally broke when she and the other new slaves were unceremoniously thrown into a large pool filled with a green, foul smelling magical brew. When she surfaced, Amean watched in horrified disbelief as her luxuriant, waist-length golden tresses literally slid right off her scalp and dissolve, like a dream upon waking. As her body was racked by near-hysterical sobs, Amean noticed that everyone had been similarly been affected. That she could see, no hair remained on anyone, anywhere. She had never felt so naked and exposed in all her young one hundred and fifty-three years of life. Amean’s sister, Simvanna, was also just as bare but Amean could still see the familiar defiant spark in Simvanna’s deep blue eyes.
Once the new slaves had been sorted according to where they would be put to use, Amean, Simvanna, and twenty-nine other male and female vassals were taken to the house dormitory. The female house slaves were given very short, gauze-thin dresses to wear while the males wore only breeches made of the same fabric and all were given a pair of sandals. Despite the deadly conditions of the mines, Amean sometimes envied the slaves who worked deep in the bowels of the mountain. “At least they get to wear real clothes and shoes,” she whispered to Simvanna one night, just as the pair was drifting into a dreamless sleep.
All house slaves shared their beds with at least one other and some even bunked together by choice. It was typical for one to be just getting out of bed to resume his or her duties as another would be climbing in to get some rest. Despite their captivity, Amean did have to admit that she and Simvanna (as well as the other residential vassals, at least) were treated well enough and not subjected to any punishment greater than necessary.
As she approached her mistress’s throne, Amean kept her eyes averted to her feet then stopped as the bottom step of the dais. “Yes, mistress?” Amean asked in a quiet voice.
L’tirashin let her slave wait. After all, that was a slave’s singular purpose in life: to wait on whatever whims their mistress or master expressed. Starting at the top of Amean’s bald head, L’tirashin’s eyes slowly traced all of her slave’s pleasant curves. Up and down Amean’s pointed ears, down her delicate, narrow neck, and over her shapely shoulders. The Temptress allowed her gaze to linger for a few moments as her lusty gaze carressed the small swell of Amean’s breasts. The sweat covering Amean’s body caused her whisper-thin dress cling to her, allowing a nearly unobstructed view of the treasures beneath. Amean’s aureoles were correspondingly small though her nipples already looked slightly erect. While they were only about half the size of her own, L’tirashin was pleased nonetheless and went on assessing her slave.
Amean’s narrow waist and hips indicated she had yet to experience the “joys of motherhood”—a situation L’tirashin was sure that could soon be remedied. L’tirashin noticed Amean’s arms and legs to be remarkably well-toned and conditioned but, for a moment, the reason escaped her. Then an amused smile played at the corners of L’tirashin’s full lips. Ahhh, yes, she thought. ‘This one was a dancer when she was captured. Mmmmmmm. . .I haven’t had one of those in a while.’
“Come here!” L’tirashin said as she motioned for Amean to mount the steps.
Fear swelled in Amean’s chest. She was suddenly filled with an almost irresistible urge to run as fast and as far as she could away from the Night One, but she knew that doing so would mean her death. She had been present when a band of foolhardy adventurers had made their way into the keep only the previous year and stood where she herself was now.
They never had a chance.
As if the wall were an extension of the Temptress, Amean watched in horror as the demoness annihilated them instantly as hundreds of arcane energy bolts tore them to pieces. This the Night One did without even moving a finger.
Terrified, Amean did as she was commanded and slowly ascended the steps. Had she not already been sweating due to the heat within the keep, Amean would have surely started just then. As she climbed the steps, the elven slave felt she were walking many miles—and all of them up a steep hill. Finally, Amean stood a mere arm span in front of L’tirashin and it was all Amean could do to just remain standing.
The Temptress’s smile suddenly became even more wicked. Her slave’s fear was so palpable that the demoness could smell it as easily as she could see Amean trembling as she stood before her. A rush of warmth washed over L’tirashin. Although it suffused throughout her body, she felt it most acutely in her hot and very wet pussy.
When L’tirashin got to her feet, Amean swooned. In an instant, Amean was scooped up in her mistress’s arms. Giving her slave no time to recover, L’tirashin clamped her lips wetly to Amean’s and pushed her tongue into the startled elf’s mouth.
At first, Amean resisted but, as soon as her mistress’s unexpected sexual advances were revealed to be her true intentions, Amean began to respond. Though she was a bit unsure for the first few moments, she found herself becoming amenable, pushing her tongue past the Night One’s and into her hot and hungry mouth. Amean’s hands also seemed anxious to join in on the pleasure and were soon caressing L’tirashin’s dark skin.
It was L’tirashin who gently broke away from their kissing embrace after the pair had been entwined for several minutes. Holding Amean’s face affectionately between her hands, L’tirashin whispered in a breathy voice, “Pleasure me.”
Amean smiled sweetly at her mistress. Leaning in, Amean started kissing and nibbling on L’tirashin’s neck. Her mistress’s ebony skin was noticeably hot to the touch. It was not long before Amean felt her own body’s heat increase in response to what she was doing to the demoness. While Amean was not a woman-lover, she was also no stranger to pleasuring another woman. In fact, she and Simvanna still indulged in such acts of “sisterly love” whenever they were able to be together. They delighted in those stolen moments and had been doing so ever since they were elflings, playing amid the tall and ancient trees deep in the Aelque Forest of Deth’el.
Wanting to be as free and unfettered as her mistress, Amean slipped her dress down over her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. The look of pure lust shining in the Night One’s glowing amber eyes brought a smile to Amean’s pouty lips.
Amean slowly kissed, nibbled, licked, and sucked her way down one side of L’tirashin’s neck then up the other. As she got near her mistress’s similarly pointed ears, Amean felt a pang of longing when she smelled the light, sweet scent of L’tirashin’s hair. Forcing her feelings back down, Amean started nipping sensuously on the Temptress’s left earlobe. When a moan of delight escaped L’tirashin’s lips, Amean teased her by lightly flicking the tip of her tongue across her mistress’s ear.
Amean’s skill pleasantly surprised L’tirashin. Every spot where Amean’s hot mouth and tongue had touched tingled, sending wave after wave of excitement directly to her already sodden pussy. Unable to help herself any longer, L’tirashin brought up a hand and cupped one of Amean’s small breasts. After a few firm squeezes, she started to roll and pinch the slowly stiffening nipple. A soft sigh in L’tirashin’s ear let her know her own ministrations were hardly in vain as her libidinous slave continued pleasing her.
L’tirashin’s other hand soon found Amean’s bare thigh then slowly slid its way up until it encountered the slightly fleshy folds of Amean’s smooth and hairless cunt. Back and forth L’tirashin rubbed, always just missing the moist slit running between her slave’s thickening labia. Deciding to give Amean a thrill, L’tirashin pressed on her love button.
Thoroughly stimulated by what her mistress was doing to her, Amean could not resist grinding her pussy against L’tirashin’s hand. Amean’s fear had almost completely vanished. In its place was an aching lust and a passion ignited fire in her loins begging to be extinguished. Her own hands followed the Temptress’s lead; one hand on a breast, the nipple between her fingers while the other massaged L’tirashin’s mound of black, bushy pubic hair.
Most of the slaves, whether male or female, human, dwarf, ork, elf, or any one of Tiaceor’s other races had been on either the receiving or giving end (or both) of L’tirashin’s attentions at one time or another. For the long minutes their mistress and her slave pleasured each other, the rest household slaves present watched the goings on with a mixture of envy and relief.
Though not Simvanna
The willful elf was succeeding quite well at hiding her disgust and jealousy at the sexual spectacle happening only a short distance away. Such flagrant, public, sexual displays were unheard of in even the most liberal of Deth’el’s courts, where love and beauty were worshipped just as devoutly as were the gods. And that the Night One’s attentions were centered on Amean was almost too much for Simvanna to take. If any woman was going to sex her sister, it should be her, not their so-called mistress—despite the Temptress holding their lives quite literally in the palms of her taloned hands.
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I was 15, working as a camp counselor for a summer daycamp near where I lived. It was pretty sweet for a first job, you got to basically play kickball and dodgeball all day for money. The only problem was that the older kids in the 6-14 range weren’t that much younger than some of the counselors, so they gave you all kinds of shit.
One such kid was Kari. Kari was 13, and had the thin body of a track runner, topped off by small b-cup breasts. She wore low cut tank tops and flaunted herself often, making the older male camp goers, and some of the counselors have to adjust themselves.
She knew she was attractive, though still probably overestimated herself a bit. She had a lean face to match her body, dotted with freckles. Somehow, no matter what, she always managed to look like a skank. And she never listened. Ever. She knew her parents would give a ration of shit to whoever yelled at her.
“Kari, get back here!” I yelled. She’d gone sauntering down one of the hallways of the school we used. It had its advantages; we could use the cafeteria, the gym and all the equipment. However, much of the school was off limits to the kids. It was just too difficult to keep track of over 100 kids with 8 counselors.
She saw me, gave a smile, then took off running. Shit. I’m fairly athletic, but so was she. I’d be hard pressed to chase her down. I rounded a corner to find her halfway down the hall laughing. I did have one advantage, I noticed, I had sneakers on, her, flip-flops. Finally, after the next turn, she stopped in front of a door that said “Custodians Only.”
“I wonder what’s in it,” she said.
“Don’t you dare, you’re in enough trouble as it is.”
She gave a fake pouty face. “You know, I used to think you were cute, but now you’re just being annoying. Besides, what are you going to do?” She blew me a kiss, smacked her ass and walked in.
I quickly followed her, thinking it might lead to the basement or something. It was your standard janitor’s closet, about the size of a small half bathroom full of buckets, mops, various cleaning liquids and some basic tools.
“Boo!” She jumped out of one of the corners, not startling me one bit.
“Aw, no jump, you’re no fun.”
“So, you think I’m kind of cute hmm?”
“Not when you’re yelling at me.”
“Hmm. Show me your tits.”
“What?!” she practically yelped.
“Come on, everyone and their brother knows you’re not wearing a bra under that. I gestured towards her prominent nipples poking out. She grinned coyly at me, then grabbed the bottom of her pale pink tank top, lifting it slowly.
The taught, pale stomach of a runner appeared. I was delighted to see that while not overly present, her freckles weren’t restricted to her face. She slowly lifted it, pausing just beneath her small breasts. “All the way off,” I told her. She smiled devilishly and lifted it up and over her head.
I got a brief look at her dime sized areolas before her forearm covered them. “What are you, some kind of perv?” She challenged.
“Oh absolutely, I said, grabbing her arms and easily pinning them behind her back with one of mine, leaving the other free to roam.
“Hey!” she yelled, struggling.
“And you know what? I bet you are too.” My free hand ran up her stomach over her miniscule six pack to her perky boobs. Her nipples were fully hard now. I pinched one, and almost immediately she went limp. The struggles and grunts turned to a low moan. She jutted out her chest to give me better access.
“Going to play nice now?” She nodded, and I let her go. Her arms fell to her sides, and mine ran up hers. They caressed her soft skin, making their way slowly back to her breasts. I cupped them both, simultaneously, squeezing lightly. She squealed and giggled as I lifted her 90 pound body off the ground by them.
I grabbed her shirt from her hand and tossed it aside. “Pose for me.” She turned to face me, running her hands through her hair, giving her best model smile.
“Nice,” I said, clicking the shutter on an imaginary camera. “You could actually model,” I only half lied. She had a nice slender form, and the right look.
“Really?”
“I don’t know, let’s see those shorts come off.” She hesitated. “Come on, if you’re going to model, you’ve got to be comfortable showing your body. She thought for a moment before slowly sliding them down. They revealed the reason behind her hesitation. She wasn’t wearing any underwear. She covered her pussy with both hands.
“Don’t be shy now.” Gradually her hands slid away to her hips. They revealed a smooth pink pussy. No hair in sight. To her shock, I ran my hand over that patch of skin between her belly button and her snatch. “When did you start shaving?” I asked her.
“A few months ago.”
“Why?” She shrugged at that, hands now clasped together behind her back.
“Turn around, let me see the rest of you.” She did a 180 degree turn, showing off her slender, but slightly rounded ass. I walked up behind her, and gave it a soft, but firm smack.
“Ooh,” she jumped and giggled. I pulled her in close, wedging my cock in between the to of her asscheeks. Her face flushed at the recognition of what was poking her in the back. I grabbed her arms once more, pulling them behind her. I slid one arm between them and her back, holding her once more. Her fingers brushed my cock, readily apparent beneath my athletic shorts.
I slid a hand from her breasts down her stomach, not stopping this time, I rubbed her pink pussy lips, one with each finger. I smacked her ass again. “Spread your legs.” She complied, sliding them apart on the concrete floor. I slid a finger into her tight crevice, then followed with another. She moaned at the feeling of being filled. I started to fuck her with them.
Her body was so light I damn near lifted her off the ground each time I thrusted them in. She convulsed as I finger fucked her, moaning so loud I thought someone would hear and investigate. Her hands found their way to my cock, trying to stroke it through my pants. She nodded. I let her go and stood her up straight. She turned around to watch as I slid my shorts and boxers down to my ankles and stepped out of them. I stripped my shirt off to give her a full view. She looked in amazement at my 7 inch cock.
I grabbed her shoulder and guided her to her knees. She looked up at me, nervous, the innocent look on her face belying her nudity. Both of her small hands were wrapped around the base. She stared into my eyes and opened as wide as she could, taking two inches of me in her mouth. She wrapped her lips tight and bobbed her little head.
I put my hands behind my head and watched her work for a few minutes, unskilled, but eager. I put my hand on the back of her head, pushing her down. She made it another inch and started to gag. She pulled off to regain her composure, stroking me before licking the tip and taking me again. She sucked some more before pulling off. She went down and licked my balls, sucking on them, then running her tongue all the way back up my shaft to the tip again.
“Mmm, you’re good at that for a young’n.” She smiled
I lifted her to her feet, and turned her around. I pushed her over, bending her onto a stool. She trembled slightly, knowing what I was about to do. I rubbed the tip of myself on her wet slit. “Oh god, yes,” she moaned.
I entered her, slowly and fully, causing her to inhale sharply. Her eyes clamped shut, and her mouth opened, but no sound came out. I reached around and grabbed her breast with one hand and wrapped my fingers around several strands of her wavy brown hair with the other, pulling her head back.
Her voice had returned, emitting ragged gasps and moans. I slid my breast hand down to her hips, and fucked her harder. She was half screaming now. I smacked her ass, knowing that if two fingers filled her, she must feel positively overflowing with cock now.
She’d laid her head on the stool now, here eyes were clamped shut, her face was read, contorted into one of pain and pleasure. I felt her tiny pussy start to contract. “Oh god,” she screamed as it started to squeeze my dick even tighter. She ripped off a quick, but powerful orgasm that nearly brought me over the edge.
I had other plans for her however. Before she knew what was happening, I slid out, spun her and forced her to her knees. I pulled her head towards me, and she instinctively opened her mouth, taking my cock with no thought to the juices that covered it. She bobbed up and down quickly, matching the pace at which I’d been fucking her. Her tongue moved back and forth across my head.
When I felt myself getting close, I grabbed a handful of hair and pulled her off me. She continued stroking me, while her eyes flitted back and forth between mine and my cock. I rolled my head back as she sent me over the edge, shooting rope after rope of cum into her hair and on her face. She opened her mouth catching some with her tongue.
When all was done, she looked up at me, face and hair a mess, covered in cum. She grinned impishly and licked some of it off her fingers. She sat back, still kneeling, resting her ass on her ankles. I dressed as she began looking for her clothes and something to wipe her face off with.
“Looking for these?” I held up her tank top and black shorts.
I opened the door, tossed them into the hall a ways and walked out.
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I slept fairly well after being used by my wife’s little sister and then fucking my wife’s ass and filling it with my cum, before falling asleep. I awoke to smell breakfast and Sandy had a tray beside me on the other night stand, and Sandy kneeling beside the bed, smiling. She said “I prepared breakfast for you master, I hope its to your liking” I got up and went to the bathroom and returned to the bed saying “while I eat, give me a morning blowjob, in fact, that will be required every morning until I say other wise, either by you or Cindy, it doesn’t matter to me, but stop before I cum, I’m saving that for Cindy’s puss….”
Sandy started to get on the bed, but I stopped her, telling her “go get your collar first. you’ll be wearing it unless I say other wise and soon your little slut of a sister will as well. As soon as we get done eating, We’re heading over to “Bound to Please” to pick up a bunch of things” (a sex shop we had frequented a couple times) She walked over the dresser and pulled out a black leather collar with spikes on it that we had purchased at “Bound to Please” a couple years ago. We both had worn it a few times just for fun. but she knew it was going to be part of her regular attire for the near future.
After she buckled it in place, she climbed on the bed and started licking and sucking my cock, every now and then slipping it into her throat, the collar making it even tighter than usual, and letting her lips slide all the way to my crotch, holding it there for a few seconds, while breathing through her nose, sucking air around my cock. I had to remind her not to make me cum, saying “if I cum, you will be punished, that cum belongs to your sister until I say otherwise”
She slowly raised her head, her lips slipped off my cock, saying “sorry, I almost forgot, it felt so good, you know I love your sperm for breakfast from time to time, feeling it sliding down my throat to my stomach” “But I have to ask” “Your not really going to get Cindy Pregnant are you, I mean she was only fifteen day before yesterday, she still has a couple years of school left to go and our parents would kick her out of the house if she ends up pregnant, you know how they are”
I reached down and tugged on her leash, saying “She wasn’t too worried about it yesterday, so why should I care, I will be asking you to video tape her having sex with me, and make sure my face is not in the picture, maybe a couple temporary tattoos as part of the disguise, but yes I want her pregnant, if fact I will give you an option, either she ends up pregnant twice in the next year, or you do, she is still going to get her ass fucked and a lot more, for being sneaky and using me like”
By that time, I had finished eating and I had Sandy clean up the kitchen while I selected some clothes for her to wear, a short mini, plaid skirt, black thigh high stockings, and a white lace top that would allow a glimpse of her nipples and firm breasts, I also had her wear her sisters still damp thong, which was a little tight on her, but help make sure the butt plug that was still in her ass, didn’t slip out while we were out shopping
I had her pull her long red hair back into two pig tails, which draped just over her nipples when she pulled them forward, then using the leash, I lead her to the front door, checking to make sure no neighbors were out, I quickly led to her car, and once seated, I hooked the leash over the rear view mirror,
We slowly eased out of the driveway and made it several blocks before we saw another car or pedestrian. no one seemed take notice of the way she was dressed and I guess in her red and black Tracker, a slutty red head, really wouldn’t have been out the ordinary.
When we arrive at the sex shop, she was a little reluctant to exit the vehicle but a little threat, to give her already sore ass another paddling, was enough to motivate her and minutes later, I was leading her into the store on her leash. There wasn’t really anyone out in the parking lot, although it was still pretty early. Once inside, we were greeting by a young pretty blond, who looked like she was about Cindy’s age, and she assured us that she was over 21 and had been working there for nearly a year; Her name was Amy and she e asked what she could help us with.
I noticed a stand at one side of the counter and I flipped the end of the leash over it and told Sandy to wait right here, while I had Amy show me a few items. I could tell I was pushing her to the limit of her comfort level as well as pushing my luck, but thought “what the hell, in for a a penny, in for a pound” Sandy must have thought the same thing as she stood motionless, saying “ok” and adding in a whisper “master”
I could tell Amy had heard her as she smiled as we walked away, and as I told her what I was looking for, she led me around, commenting on what a pretty slave I had. I told her that Sandy was my slave for the time being, but she was also my wife and that we had been together since middle school. She said we were lucky and help me find the items in question, lockable collars (2) nearly matching leather bondage thongs, which would hold a vibrator and butt plug in place, a leash for Cindy, a second butt plug, some locking wrist and ankle cuffs. and some bulb type nipple suckers, shields and clips with chains on them that would attach to their collars.
we made our way to the front of the store just as a couple came in and approached my wife, asking for some help looking for something in the store. I watched as Sandy blushed as said “I actually don’t work here, I’m just waiting for my husband, who’s doing a little shopping right now” I smiled thinking she handled that very nicely. Amy and I moved up to the counter and Amy sent the couple to the back of the store, saying she would be right back once she rang us up.
When the couple moved away, Sandy was facing away from the counter, still leashed to the display next to it, I pulled Sandy close, kissing her passionately while reached my right hand under her short skirt, caressing her still slightly red ass cheek, knowing Amy had a good view from where she was standing, I turned Sandy around and asked Amy “how much for everything?” all the while still caressing Sandy’s ass with one hand.
continued smiling, saying “a couple of the items, the thongs and the wrist cuffs were going to be on special next week, so I gave them to you at the sale price” Sandy and I both thanked her telling her she was so sweet and Amy said “the total comes to $169 even” I pulled my hand from under my Sandy’s skirt long enough to hand Amy $175 and telling her to keep the change. She smiled and said “thank you, you two are so lucky to have someone to play with like you do, i wish I had some one to play with”
I turned to Sandy who had already read my mind as I raised one eyebrow, was nodding her head, I reached over and got Sandy’s leash and said “wait, here, hold her leash for a minute” handing it Amy, who smiled looking Sandy up and down, while I pretended to search for something in my wallet. Amy was lightly pulling on the leash, enough to take the slack out of the line, but not enough to pull my wife’s collar.
I pulled a business card out of my wallet and placed it in Amy’s other hand, saying “we’re going to be very busy the next two weeks but give us a call, and I’ll set up a play date for us or just for
you two, which ever you might be more comfortable with”
Amy grinned from ear to ear, as my wife blushed again, Amy tugged the leash a little harder pulling Sandy partially over the counter, and dropped the card on the counter, and ran the back of her hand across my wife’s erect nipples through her top, saying “I promise I will call, I can hardly wait”
We both said thank you as Amy placed the leash back in my hand and said “I’ll call you soon” I let Sandy carry the purchases and lead the way. I followed holding onto the leash. i looked down and saw the sun glistening on my wife’s wet inner thighs, and I realize her pussy has been dripping for some time now, I actually looked back to see if there was a puddle by the counter, but if it was there, it didn’t show.
There were plenty of people out by now, but Sandy didn’t pay them any mind as we walked across the parking lot to her tracker. I told her I was going to drive, and opened the door for her and shut it after she sat down and pulled her leash in and hooking it back on the rear view mirror without being told.
When i got in, she quickly leaned over and kissed me, saying “oh my god, I was so turned on, I was getting ready to crawl behind the counter and eat her pussy, right there in front of customers” Then she added “your going to have to tell me to clean the car seat, I’m sure I’ve got it soaked right now” and I laughed telling her I could see the juices on her legs in the store.
As I drove, she grinned saying “thank you for making me do this, but, would you mind if we made if for three months?” I said “ok, deal, so do you know where you want to go for dinner?” She hesitated but said “How about Sand-grias” (an expensive seafood place that we had ate at a couple years back) then paused, blushing again, but may i change clothes, these are fun, but not sure about for dinner there….?” I thought about it for a while, then said “ok, but I will pick out something, but before we go, call your sister and let her know you know what she did, but let her believe that I still think it was you and I’m really pissed at you and she needs to arrange to be at our house Friday night”
I pulled directly into the garage, closing the door, telling her strip before entering the house. I went in the house while she stripped off what little clothes she had on and I was sitting in the middle of the sofa when she came in, wearing only her collar with the lease between her teeth. When she got closer, I took the leash and she climbed on my lap, sliding wet pussy all the way down my cock. I listened as she called her sister, with my cock embedded in her. Sandy told her sister “I know what you did last night… ” Cindy started saying she was sorry, and Sandy interrupted her, saying “Steve’s going out Friday night and you better have your ass over here by 7pm” Cindy hesitantly agreed, knowing she was going to get chewed out by her older sister.
I let Sandy ride me until she came and just before I was about to again, I made her get off me, clean my cock with her lips then i picked out her outfit for the night. I selected the short leather skirt she had worn to her sisters party, pair of pink silk panties, I allowed her to shower and remove the butt plug, for now, I liked the hair like it was, but selected small pink blouse with no bra again. and i had found a thin leather choker, that matched the skirt, locking still very much like a collar, but enough like a necklace that it seemed to go well enough.
We ate well, and i fingered Sandy’s wet pussy through her panties, although, half way through the meal, I had her go to the bath room and take them off and bring them back to me. She did so without hesitation, and handing them to me before he sat down, I told her to make sure she flipped her skirt up before sitting so she wouldn’t get her pussy juices on it. and she again did so without hesitation, giving a young boy a couple tables over a good view of her ass before her skirt covered it again. I made a point of placing her wet pink panties in the chair next to her, where the boy could see them, and after we finished I made sure seh gave him another quick peek before we left, and left the panties for him.
From the counter where we were paying the bill, I could see our table in a large mirror, and saw the boy walk by pocketing the panties on his way to the bathroom before anyone else saw him. whispered what I had seen to Sandy, and watched her face flush again, knowing some little boy, now had a souvenir .
I walked along side Sandy through the parking lot, my hand under the back of her skirt the entire way, rubbing and squeezing her ass cheek until we made it to her Tracker, we moved around to the passenger side, which was facing away from the restaurant and I opened the door, saying “I can’t wait, your sisters going to have to settle for a ittle less sperm… I need to cum, now….” I had her bend over the seat, flipping her skirt up, I quickly unzipped my pants and pulled my cock out and positioned it between her already wet thighs and against her pussy lips… I again reached up and held both pig tails in one hand and drove into her pussy,
I bottomed out quickly and started deep stroking her, picking up speed and finished in less that ten minutes, and luckily for Sandy, my cumming, triggered another orgasm for her and we finished together, I pulled out and had her turn around and clean our combined juices from my cock before tucking it away and heading for home.
The week flew by, between waking to my wife’s lips sliding along my morning woody every day, taking her out and having her flash her bare pussy to a few lusting teen age and younger boys at the park and at the mall while doing a little shopping. Even stopping in to visit Amy again, leaving my wife’s leash in her hands, asking “I have a couple things to pick up close by, would you mind looking after Sandy for me for about an hour?”
Amy smiled, and said “sure, no problem, I’m sure I can find something for her to do while your gone, I’ld love to” Sandy was a little shocked to say the least, but smiled and told me to hurry back, please” I left the shop, and got in my car, intending to go get the car washed, and maybe pick up a few more Items at the hardware store for Cindy’s visit the coming weekend, But no sooner had I closed the car door, when i saw Amy showing a couple customers out of the store, telling thank you for shopping there, and then placing an Out to Lunch sign on the door and locking it before turning and walking back into the store. I couldn’t wait to hear what the two of them got up too after I left.
nearly an hour later, I returned, finding the sign still on the door, I knocked lightly at first, then waited before knocking a little louder. a couple minutes pasted before I saw Amy’s head peak from behind a display in the middle of the shop and smile. then my a moment later, my wife came crawling on her hands and knees from behind the display, she was now wearing an outfit made from chain mail, with links large that her nipples were sticking through it with nipple suction cylinders attached to them, with Amy behind her holding her leash. They made their way to the door and Amy unlocked the door and let me in, locking it back behind me and leading us back to rear of the shop again.
I quickly noticed the shine on wife’s face as well as Amy’s slick thighs sticking out from her short leather mini skirt and knew my wife had been eating Amy’s pussy while I was gone. Together, they told me what all had happened, how the owner had came by for a brief visit and how my wife had satisfied the both of them. Amy thanked me for letting her borrow my slave, saying she would babysit her any time I wanted, in fact the owner insisted that I bring her around again some time and she would let me pick anything from the store free off charge. Amy said “the pleasure was all ours, and that the new outfit was our gift for being so kind” I asked if Sandy was ready to leave and she said she just needed to change, to which Amy said “that’s ok, you can wear it out, I’ll bring your stuff out to you in minute” handing me the leash, and leading us back up front, unlocking the door again and I led my half naked wife to the Tracker and just closed her door as Amy walked out and handed me a bag, saying “here’s what she had on, and a few other items from me and the owner, please come buy again, and I’ll call you to next weekend’
We drove away and my wife was so worn out, she fell asleep half way home, I made a point of stopping at a couple fast food joints and picking up some food on the way, knowing the people at the windows had a good view of my sleeping wife’s body as I paid for the food and picked up our food before making our way back home.. where I carried Sandy into the house and secured her hands and feet to the bed just as she was waking up. I left her bound as she went into more detail as to what Amy and her boss did to/with her in the hour or so I was gone.
“Amy had me strip for her, and pose for some pictures, then tied me to a small display table and ground her hairy pussy on my face until the owner arrived, Natalie, is her name, and Amy put a ball gag in my mouth and left me tied up naked as she went to let the Natalie in.” “a few minutes later, the two of them were standing around me and Natalie walked over to one of the displays and selected a strap on and both of them stripped and Amy hooked up the strap on on her boss and Amy rode my face again, while Natalie fucked my wet pussy until I came three times, then they untied me moved me to the floor on my hands and knees and traded places, I got to eat another pussy, while Amy pounded my already sore pussy from behind. Natalie was a squirter, and I nearly drowned when she held my head and came in my mouth, I did have two more orgasms while Amy fucked me from behind” “you must have just missed Natalie, and as soon as she left, Amy selected this out fit for me just before you got back”
seeing her red, swollen and abused pussy, I could help but slowly undress as she squirmed and begged “no more, please it’s too sore” once I was naked, I sank my cock into her wet pussy, causing her to moan loudly, and slowly fucked her for a few minutes before sliding the pillow under her ass enough to make room for me to get to her ass hole. Which I fucked until I was about to cum and quit for the night, releasing her and telling her to shower and join me in the bed.
we slept in the next morning, but I still got woke up with her lips around my cock, but stopping her before I came again, my balls were starting to acke again, but I really wanted to save it for
When Cindy came in the house, saying “let me take a piss before …. i feel like I’m going to bust” Sandy let her pass by and stood out side the bathroom door, waiting for her. when Cindy came out, Sandy slammed the door shut behind her sister, yelling at her “I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU SLEPT WITH MY HUSBAND, YOU LITTLE TRAMP AND THEN LIED AND LEFT HIM TIED UP AND WAITING FOR ME TO GET HOME” “DID YOU THINK HE WASN’T GOING TO MENTION TO ME THAT, SUPPOSEDLY I LEFT HIM LIKE THAT AFTER FUCKING HIM” “DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT HE DID TO ME?” Sandy dropped her skirt in front of her sister, turning, showing her the bruises on her ass and the plug which was now back in place, saying “HE TIED ME TO THE BED, (doing a good acting job, seeming like she was about to cry, she said “HE… HE…. GAGGED ME AND…… BEAT MY ASS, PADDLED IT, UNTIL IT… WAS RED….. AND…. and…. (getting quieter) Cindy stepped close to her, holding her sister’s shoulder’s, saying “I’m so sorry, I just couldn’t help it when I found him naked like that on the bed, I didn’t think, I just reacted, I couldn’t help myself, I’m sorry, please forgive, me….. what…. what did he do to you…”
Sandy turned away from her and walked, naked from the waist down, to the bedroom, taking her collar off the dresser and fastening it around her neck she said “he makes me wear this all the time, I’m…. now…. his slave…” Cindy came in the room with her, apologizing over and over as Sandy continued laying it on thick, saying “After he beat my ass, he fucked me hard and then shoved it in my ass hole, then made me wear the butt plug all night and all day today” rubbing her fingers between her ass cheeks “it still hurts so bad, he said I have to be his sex slave for the rest of the month for leaving him like that” “JUST BECAUSE YOU LEFT HIM LIKE THAT, YOU LITTLE BITCH”
Cindy again moved to give her sister a hug, saying “I’m so sorry, I’ll make it up to you somehow, I promise” Sandy hugged her tight, saying “YOU DAMN SURE WILL, YOUR GOING TO MAKE IT UP TO ME” (my cue, I quietly walked in behind Cindy, my wife smiling at me, while holding her sister tight as I quickly slipped a collar around her neck and locked in place just as she started to turn “WHAT… WHAT ARE YOU DOING” I pulled her hands back and quickly secured her wrists in the cuffs and locked them together. Sandy grabbed her sister’s cheeks saying “YOUR GOING TO MAKE IT UP TO ME, NOW, YOUR GOING TO BE HIS SLAVE TOO, YOUR GOING TO GET WHAT YOU WANTED, YOUR PUSSY FUCKED AND FILLED AS WELL AS THE TIGHT LITTLE ASS OF YOURS, YOUR GOING TO GET YOU ASS BEAT LIKE I DID YOU LITTLE SLUT. I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU THOUGHT YOU COULD GET AWAY WITH THIS WITHOUT BEING PUNISHED”
Cindy was crying, begging “no, NO…. let me go, you can’t do this…. mmmmmMMmMMMM” her complaints were silenced by the ball gag that I buckled behind her head. I then hooked the leash to her collar and held her as Sandy unbuckled her sister’s jeans and tugged them down over her hips while Cindy struggled and shifted her legs back and forth, trying hold onto the back of her pants with her hands to stop her sister, mumbling around to gag, tears coming down her face as her jeans slowly gathered around her ankles.
I stretched the leash up to a cable with a snap ring that I had installed in the ceiling, leaving her dangling from the ceiling as I helped Sandy pull her sister’s jeans off and fastened and locked the leg cuffs on her ankles and attached them to cables that were attached to the bed frame. with her secured, I stood up and grabbed the collar of her t shirt and ripped it apart, exposing her pink half bra, commenting “now I get to see what I’m fucking not like yesterday” “and your going to enjoy the taste of your Sandy’s pussy when she rides your face like you did mine”
Cindy was shaking her head, trying to say “NO” around the gag, but all we heard was “nnnn” I picked up a knife off the dresser and cut the sleeves open and removed what was left of her shirt as she stared, wide eyed at the blade as it moved around her and over her breast, cutting the straps of her bra and then at her hips, one then the other, slicing through her matching, pastel pink panties, letting the loose material drop between her legs onto her jeans.
I ran my fingers through her slit, and surprised Sandy by offering it to her “here, show baby sister, you like the way she tastes” Sandy took my finger in her mouth and sucked it clean, mmmming as her sister’s eyes grew wider as reached between Sandy’s legs gathering a bunch on her juices and had Sandy hold her sister’s head, while I slipped my finger along the gag and wiped it inside her mouth, saying “you better learn to like it, your going to be swallowing a lot of it”
I reached up and took her leash down while Sandy took the clips off the ankle cuffs, we quickly spun her around and I pulled the leash up the the headboard, as Sandy reattached the ankle cuffs, directly to the bed posts, spreading her sister legs apart. I pulled the leash tight, attaching it on a hook on the base of the headboard, pulling her chest down across the bed, and told her “your sisters going to spank you ass, just like I did hers, its going to glow and throb when she’s done with it, well come to hell slut” and I set the tripod up with our digital video recorder, aiming it at Cindy’s ass, making sure that Sandy’s face wasn’t in the picture/
I handed the rug beater to Sandy, saying “she’s all yours, light her ass up while I take a shower and get us something to drink” a few minutes later I heard the first swat, and Cindy’s muffled cry, I wish I hadn’t had to cum earlier, my load would have been so much larger, although now I could fuck her a while longer before I blow my load in her little teenage pussy.
Even over the shower, I could her the slaps occasionally, and by the time I finished, and dried off, Cindy’s ass was really red, she was sobbing into her gag, a muffled “nnn nnnn nnn” was all that could be heard her head turning this way and that as my hit each cheek a few times before moving back to the other, hitting her from the top of her thighs to the waist. I walked to the kitchen making a couple mixed drinks for Sandy and I before returning to the bedroom, telling Sandy “that’s enough for now” “get on the bed feed her some pussy juice while I give her her first injection” giving Sandy’s ass a little swat as she finally got around to taking her top off and climbing on the bed.
Sandy pulled the gag down dragging it across her chin and leaving it around her neck, asking her sobbing sister “have you been taking your birth control pills?” Cindy sobbed “emhmm, please stop, I’ve…. had…. e…nough….. stop…it…. Pleeeese”: Sandy continued moving in front of her, pulling her sister’s head up using her hair, sitting on the leash making it difficult, but managed to slide under her sister’s face, letting go of her hair, the collar pulling her mouth to my wife’s dripping wet pussy. Sandy said, I hope the pills are working, because he’s going to fill your puss with cum for the next two weeks” you’re going to be his, OUR little sex toy for quite a while bitch”
I slowly eased into her tight pussy as Sandy held her sister’s head in her hands and ground her pussy against her face. I alternated between short and long strokes, fast and slow, building up quite a bit speed and strengh until I yelled “TIME FOR YOUR FIRST LOAD HONEY, TAKE MY CUM IN YOUR SLUTTY LITTE PUSSY” Sandy orgasmed as I pump my first load into her sister pussy. once I was finally finished, I pulled out and quickly replace my cock with the inflateable butt plug and pumped it up until I saw her pussy lips stretching and the color fading from them, then i move to the head of the bed, telling my wife “clean her juices off my cock and get it hard, so I can stuff her tight little ass hole before we turn in tonight.
Cindy was trying to look up at me as Sandy licked and sucked be hard again, all the while grinding her pussy on her little sisters face. When I was ready, I move back behind Cindy, spreading her ass cheeks being nice (also wanting to keep myself from being rubbed raw) I poured a little lube on her pucker ass hole, and my shaft, stroking it to keep it hard while strumming her ass hole with my thumb, gathering up some lube and pressing it slowly as her ring stretched open allowing my thumb to sink into the second knuckle, eliciting a muffled scream from Cindy, I eased my thumb in and out a few times before quickly pulling it out and pressing my lubed cock head against her ass hole, feeling her tight ring fighting to keep me out, she screamed loader as her pucker last the battle and I popped through, sinking a couple inches in and slowlly pressing harder watching inch after inch disappear into her ass, finally pressing the last of it into her bowels, the heat was incredible, along with the grip it had on me, the inflateable plug only added to her tightness, and i could feel it through the membrane that separated it from my cock.
I started slowly pulling out and slamming back in hard, as Sandy came again and pulled out from under her sisters face, saying “to sensitive, i have to take a break” she moved behind me as Cindy’s face dropped to the bed, her head flipping back and forth as she squealed “too big, it hurts, it hurts, my ass is on fire, stop, please…. I’ve had enough…. stop….” Sandy moved back up and pulled the gag back in her mouth, saying “no where near done honey, we’re just getting started” Cindy sobbed into the gag again as I started picking up speed, telling my wife “come release the plug, so I can fill her up again”
I heard the pressure released from the plug, and felt it loosen up inside her pussy and slip out as my balls tightened and I quickly stuck the tip of my cock in her pussy and pumped four or five more streams into her pussy. and pulled out, Sandy quickly replaced the plug and pumped it up until I said it was enough. We left Cindy there, while we took a quick shower then inserted another butt plug in Cindy’s ass and pulled her leash loose and lowered her to the floor, clipping her wrists to her ankles and we crawled into bed, wrapped in each other arms, fell asleep in only a few minutes.
the next morning I felt warm, wet lips around my cock as I woke up, looking down I saw Sandy, her sister’s leash was now locked on her collar, securing the two together as I had suggested, as Cindy licked and sucked my morning hardon, saying “after he cums in your mouth, I’ll remove your plug so you can take piss while you shower, then you’ll be cooking us breakfast bitch”
for the next two weeks everything was great. I fucked both of them four to five times a day, we kept Cindy bound for the first week, Sandy went over and got some more clothes from her house, not that she needed them, along with her sister’s computer’s we loaded some of the video’s to her internet account while she watched, and then Sandy changed her passwords while I fucked Cindy’s face, nearly blowing my load down her throat. instead moving behind her a filling her pussy again.
Once she knew we could send pictures and videos of her to all her friends, showing her in degrading positions, with cum facials, ass being fucked and eating pussy, and by this time, she was often begging to cum, telling us to use her, she quickly grown accustom to her new position and place in life. As luck would have it, their parents dropped a bomb shell on us, announced that they were moving at the end of the month, their dad’s company was relocating them, sending movers to pack the ship everything, except what they could carry. It was going to be a quick move, ten days from notification and Sandy and I jumped at the chance to offer to let Cindy stay with us and finish school here.
Every thing was working perfect, in the weekend after their parents left, we invited Amy over to meet our new toy, explaining that after she had squeezed out a couple babies for us, Amy could have her, her own person toy. Just over eight months later, Cindy had the first of two baby girls, and just over three months after the last one was born, Amy led Cindy out to her car, informing us that her slave would continue to be milked and Amy would be dropping off milk for the babies every few days as well as feeding on her milky tits herself.
It’s been over three years, and Amy still brings Cindy over from time to time, and is still milking her several times a day, we even sample her milk, fresh from her tits while they visit. Sandy decided she wants another baby, and wants to have this one herself, so she now gets load after load of my cum in her still bald pussy, (Amy and I took our slaves in and had their pussy hair lazered off permanently) and Amy still has her huge hair pie, Cindy doesn’t like it, but it’s not for her to like, just eat it when she’s told to.
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That didn’t go the way that I had planned.
I had met Cinnamon while I was on vacation in the Bahamas. Now 5 months later she is coming to see her twin sister in a nearby city.
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I put my key in the lock of my girlfriend Arden’s house. “Stop by & meet my old college roommate”, she’d said. All I wanted was a good fuck, not a night of playing nice with some old college nerd. But I was a good sport-and if I played my cards right, I’d get that fuck later tonight. I walked down the hall to the living room but stopped short of entering it, as something caught my fancy. My girlfriend and who I assumed was the college roommate were walking hand in hand down the opposite hall, giggling. Both had on tight white sheer button-up blouses, half-way unbuttoned and their pert breasts jiggled as they walked. They had on short blue & white plaid pleated school-girl skirts, hair in loose pigtails and knee-high white socks with school-girl shoes. The look made me instantly hard as I hung back in the shadow of the hallway.
The girls, still holding hands, sat down close to each other on the couch. My girlfriend reached up & caressed the roommate’s cheek.
“Just like old times”, the roommate said.
“It’s been too long”, Arden said.
Then Arden leaned in close and began eagerly kissing the roommate, a long passionate, fueled with fire kiss. The roommate kissed back with more passion, reaching up behind my girlfriend’s head to pull her closer. Moans came from both girls, tongues intertwined, and moved from each other’s mouth. I stood speechless, afraid if I moved, the show would grind to a halt. Arden unbuttoned the roommates blouse and exposed a large but gorgeous set of tits with large brown nipples, erect and begging to be touched. Arden lowered her head to one gorgeous bud and began to roll her tongue around the tip, flicking it and making the roommate lull her head back as a moan escaped her lips. Arden dug in deeper, taking as much of her breast in her mouth, sucking it, moving it in & out of her mouth, and kneading the other breast with her free hand.
By now my cock was erect its full 10 inches and needed to be released from the confines of my now too tight pants. I quietly unzipped my pants and pull out my dick, never taking my eyes off the show before me. I knew if I began to stroke it, I would blow my wad right there. I’d never been so turned on in my life.
Arden continued to suck her roommate’s luscious tits and removed her hand from the other breast and ran it down her roommate’s body until it reached under her skirt. The roommates moaned louder and moved her legs apart so Arden had more accessibility to her cunt. She pulled her legs up to rest her feet on the coffee table, legs opening wide, bent at the knee. Arden flipped her skirt up, revealing no panties on her clean-shaven pussy, and her fingers were slowly moving in & out of the roommate’s gorgeous hole. The roommate was rolling her head back and forth, moaning, licking her lips. Arden inserted 2 fingers in the roommates wet love hole and a scream escaped from the horny girl’s mouth. Then Arden, with 2 fingers still inserted, began to rub her thumb on the roommate’s enlarged nub. Fingers moved faster as she got the roommate off, Arden took her mouth from the breast to watch the pleasure she was giving. Faster and faster, in and out, then a scream of pleasure and the roommates love juice flowed onto the fingers of my girlfriend.
I could take no more, I took 2 steps back into the hall to maintain my view but stay more out of sight while I began to slowly stroke my cock. My fingers barely touched as I wrapped a hand around my throbbing pecker-10 inches long and thicker than it had ever been. I slowly began to move my hand back and forth, and the show continued.
Arden took her fingers out of the juicy slit and brought them to her mouth, licking the cum off her fingers and down her palm, making MMM sounds. Then she slid off the couch and ducked her head under the roommate’s legs and placed herself sitting squarely in front of the roommate’s pussy.
“Oh, My God!”, I thought. She’s going down on another girl. I began to pump harder, trying to remain in control.
Arden spread the milky white pussy lips and placed her tongue on her throbbing clit. I could not see exactly what was happening from where I was, but I could tell she was giving lots of pleasure. Arden’s head moved up and down, side to side, in a slow and teasing way, and the roommate lost control. Her hands gripped the couch, she threw her head back, and she let out and endless scream of pleasure, punctuated with “YES!”, “Right there!”, “You always knew what I liked!”. Arden continued giving pleasure, and I continued to stroke my throbbing cock.
I must have let out a moan as I was getting close to unloading my wad right there on the carpet. The roommate’s head snapped up, her eyes wide with surprise, her face flushed from pleasure. Arden lifted her head from the wet pussy she’d been licking and looked at the roommate. “We have company”, the roommate told her.
Arden turned her head to face me, my hard dick in hand, with glistening cum juice on her face and dripping from her chin. “Brandon!” She squealed. “I guess you decided to stop by after all!”
I wasn’t sure what to do-remove my hand from my dick, pull up my pants, or remain as I was. As I was it was. She motioned for me to come into the living room, and I figured this could only get better. Both girls stood up, and held hands again. “Brandon, this is Kate. Kate, Brandon”.
“Hi”, I managed to force out. I was still standing there with my pants to my ankles and my cock standing straight out in front of me. Arden leaned forward and kissed me, letting me taste the sweet juices of Kate still on her face. Then she reached out and grabbed my cock, but I nearly jumped out of my skin when I felt a second hand on my dick. Arden pulled back and smiled the sexiest smile I’d ever seen at me.
“I told you he was huge!” she said to Kate. Kate’s eyes danced as she ran her long fingernails lightly down my member, looking straight into my eyes. Both women had their hands on my cock and I thought I would come right there.
Kate then turned to Arden. “So, shall we show him what else we did in college?” Arden smiled.
I was standing there with 2 of the sexiest women I had ever know, that loved eating pussy, and had their hands on my dick, both now firmly wrapped around it and milking it slowly.
Kate leaned over & kissed Arden hard, slipping her tongue in her mouth and snaking her hand down her body and under her skirt to Arden’s pussy. Arden lolled her head back and began to moan. Kate increased her speed and began to pump my dick, then leaned forward and whispered something in Arden’s ear. Arden giggled, nodded her head, and dropped to all 4’s. Kate leaned forward and kissed me long and hard on the mouth, slipping her tongue into mine. I placed 1 hand roughly on the back of her head and pulled her closer, tasting all of the sweet fruit I was being offered. She had a fabulous mouth-soft and sweet, wanting and giving, and she was being handed to me by my girlfriend for the sampling. She stopped giving me the glorious hand job and pulled away.
“It’s Arden turn for some fun”, she said. She got on all 4’s behind Arden and began to tongue her asshole, round and round and pushing the tip into her tight hole I’d always been too large to explore. Arden began to squirm and moan, and Kate continued on, slowly moving down and placing her tongue in Arden’s waiting cunt, probing, making Arden moan and grind back against her face. I’d always fantasized about watching another girl each my girlfriend and it was hotter than I ever envision. Kate dipped her tongue in and out, filling her hole with pleasure, then sucked her twat. Kate was on all 4’s behind Arden and it was all I could do to not fill her hot hole with my throbbing cock. Arden cam hard against Kate’s face and when Kate pulled back, I could see Arden’s dripping cream pie. Then Kate backed off, stood up, and looked at me. I grabbed Kate’s head from behind and kissed her hard, tasting Arden’s pussy juice and finished by licking it off. Kate pulled back.
“She’s ready”, she said. You need to stick that big dick in her hot cunt, and fuck her slowly.” I dropped to my knees, as instructed. Kate backed off and I positioned the fat purple tip of my pecker at the entrance of her now dripping hole, and thrust it in. Arden screamed and pushed back onto me, taking every inch in. Arden always loved my extra large cock and she began to move against it, grinding, pleasuring herself. I hadn’t even realized Kate was now laying under Arden in a 69 position, but I felt her tongue start to lick Arden’s slit, up and down. I began to pump a bit harder and a bit faster, remaining in control. My tight ball sack bounced off Kate’s head and it bobbed back and forth as she licked Arden. Arden was writhing uncontrollably now, moans and screams mixed, pleasure was becoming too much for her. If this is what they did in college, I was sorry I’d never gone. I was fucking my girlfriend while she was being eaten by her sexy college roommate. The tip of Kate’s tongue moved it’s way into the opening of Arden’s hole as I was fucking it, and the feeling was wonderful. She pushed her tongue into Arden as I fucked her, tightening the hole and rubbing against me cock. I’d never been licked while I fucked someone, and I lost control. Arden came again, her cunt was dripping juice and Kate was lapping it up, lapping at the shaft of my cock. Kate took her tongue out of Arden and pulled her head back further and came up on my ball sack, taking it in her mouth and moving with me as I fucked Arden. I was in heaven-I’d never had my ball sack sucked and it was the best feeling in the world right now. I could feel the cum rising, Arden came again with a rush of hot liquid , my orgasm was building, and I released it with a scream of my own. I sent hot wads of cum into Arden and as I pulled my dick out, onto Kate’s face and into her mouth. Kate popped it in her mouth and sucked all mine and Arden’s juices off, then licked Arden clean. Arden was panting from pleasure, Kate was licking my cum off her mouth, and I fell back against the couch, exhausted.
Both girls took a moment to regain control and crawled to each of my sides and put their heads on my thighs. My large limp cock rested between them, ready at a moment’s notice. We sat there for an undetermined amount of time before Arden spoke.
“Well, we’d better all go to bed. Kate’s going to be here all weekend, and we’ll need our sleep.” With that, she grabbed my hand and Kate’s in the other and led us both off to her only bedroom.
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