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Driven to the edge

She was prey. Captured and bound , the woman knew she no longer had any choice in her fate anymore .Her life was forfeit , and the outcome of the events to follow were all in the hands of her captors now ……
The men eyed her hungrily, their eyes shining a demonic lust behind the cotton balaclavas, men possessed by a primal need to injure, to hurt, to take something that wasn’t theirs to take, and bend it
To their will, 12 in all, all of muscular build, from 6 ft to 6.5, all naked, with hard and battle tested cocks standing to the Attention of their masters,
She couldn’t remember how she had gotten here, as she took stock of her surrounds, she failed to notice any distinguishing signs that defined where she was, it was dark, it was musky smelling but
Not offensive to the nose , but a familiar smell all the same , then there was the cologne , A strong masculine scent , full of danger and malice , it was a smell that she would never ever forget , a smell that if ever again recognized , would violate her senses , make her knees tremble and her bladder lose its
Strength.
She was snapped out of her reverie by the sound of shackles rattled, as one man climbed upon the
Strange contraption she was lewdly strapped to, a sub frame of gleaming, well looked after steel
And padded leather held her naked body in place, with leather straps running over her belly and shoulders tying her torso to the frame, her legs, held tightly in stirrups were strapped at the ankle
Knee and upper thigh, again with leather straps .she felt the device spinning gently and realized with some disgust that the device was in fact a large rotisserie she could be rotated a full 360 degrees to whatever man wanted her service next. Her neck and head were turned to one side, with a
Strap keeping her head to the cushion, it was here she noticed the men were beginning their preparations,
They came up to her all silent, professionals in their horrific field of expertise, some holding extremely
Strange looking objects in their hand, She let out a whimper and one of the men grinned in earnest.
The grinning man went out of her vision, but she could sense his presence near her exposed cunt
She heard the rattling of a can, then heard the hiss and instant cold as he sprayed her groin with
Ounces of shaving cream , he rubbed the cream into every crevice and inside her ass cheeks and over her puckered asshole , he then pulled out a fresh razor and methodically shaved every inch of her pubic and anal regions till he was sure he had cut every hair , he then washed the remaining cream off of her
Vagina , and then plucked the stray hairs with tweezers , every time making her gasp in a short spasm of pain , she felt the man move away , but was instantly replaced with another , this one rubbing
In something sticky onto her asshole, then she let out a groan as a tube was pushed inside her rectum.
She felt what seemed like liters of warm water pushed up inside her anus, and she shuddered as she felt the water doing its job, she sobbed as the man removed the tube and held a bucket underneath her
Waiting for the eventual flow that she was desperately trying to hold inside, finally she couldn’t hold it
In any longer, and crying with shame and humiliation, she emptied her bowels in front of the 12
Demonic men
The final humiliation was also the most terrifying for her , a man came to her head , his hard cock swinging right in front of her lips , the man crouched and looked at her , then proceeded to fit a strap around her neck , with a silver ring in the middle , confusion addled her mind until she realized with
Horror what the ring was for. The man held her nose tight, and when she gasped for air, he quickly
Stuffed the ring behind teeth, forcing her jaw wide open, ready to be abused and defiled as they saw fit
The last man to come forth was the least threatening of all , he carried a very large bucket , the contents within sloshing gently at the brim , he went to the end of the contraption , and opened the hollow tube with the funnel end and began to pour liter after liter of the fluid into the bowels of the machine , he then hooked up clear plastic lines to small nipples near the leather seat , and taped a tube to the top of her vunerable cunt , just near her pubic mound , and the other to the inside of her ass cheek , then standing up , he nodded at the others , who quickly gathered round the chair , and began to massage their thickening cocks ………………………………………….
A man came towards her face, rubbing his hardening cock while staring at her slutty body glistening
Under the giant spot light, he started slapping his cock on her cheek bone, taunting her, terrifying her,
He let out a small grunt , then grabbed a fistful of her hair , angled his cock to her opened mouth , and teased the head of his cock in and out of her lips , her eyes watered as the thick head of his cock raped her unwilling mouth , trying to move her head away , she realized the futility , her entire body was frozen solid , no muscle in her entire body could move , she could only take and take and take , never saying no , never able to resist , the man tired of the taunting , grabbed her head in both hands and brutally stuffed his entire cock down her throat , ripping the sides of her lips and making her eyes bulge out of her skull , he began pumping her throat , his fat cock sluicing in and out of her , dragging the deep spit from her throat lining , covering her lower cheek and chin in slimy spit , he kept grunting
And thrusting and pushing his cock deeper and deeper, till she was sure she would surely choke,
Only for him to pull it out, and ram it back in again, over and over, till his cock was glistening with her spit, he finally slid his cock out of her throat, and it hit the leather with a wet slapping noise, and then he spun the chair around so he was at her groin, she felt her relief short lived as another man stepped up and began abusing her throat. The curiosities about the tubes near her groin were answered, when the man pushed a button, a humming noise erupted from the machine, and slippery fluid ran over her anus and groin SHE WAS BEING LUBED AUTOMATICALLY?!?! , the man aimed his fat cock at her asshole, and grabbed her hips and drove his cock right up her tight puckered asshole, behind the cock ring and the cock buried in her throat, she screamed the most guttural and primal scream, as the burning and ripping sensations churned in her ass, and the man kept pushing his cock in and out of her torn asshole
She began to cry , and kept screaming as the men laughed at her pain , over and over he pounded into her anus , the head of his cock pushing open her rectal muscles and searing her torn rectal wall , as the precum started to leak out of the eye of his cock the salty residue began to sting her asshole , the man
Let out an explosive roar, and emptied his balls deep inside her plunging in and out rapidly as he pumped her asshole full of rapist grade cum, he pulled out with a grunt and his cum emptied out of her ass, leaving a trail in her ass crack, the next man quickly grabbed her and spun her round to him, this one taking a fancy to her well lubed cunt, he slid himself into the hilt, and began to rape her intently
He bent over her and took one of her nipples into his mouth, and started to savage it, chew it and grind his teeth into it, while his hips ground his cock in and out of her cunthole. the man fucking her face started to buck harder and faster, before pulling his cock out and Cumming all over her face…aiming for her eyes, she felt the semen start to burn and sting horribly, he laughed as he jacked the final spurts of cum into her throat, again another man took his place, jamming his swollen cock into her mouth,
And jacking in and out of her throat ………………….
One by one, the men took their turns inside her abused and swollen holes, fucking her
Raping her, filling her orifices with fistfuls of cum, treating the woman like a piece of
Slutty meat,
The last 3 men not to have cum, took her body at the same time, making her grunt like a whore
One man started to plunder her asshole, while another raped her cunt, and the 3rd fucked her face
she was lost in a sea of pain, and suffering, the men were breaking her body and crushing her
Mind , they abused and fucked her for what seemed hours , all of her orifices fully plugged with unsheathed , fat cocks , ramming inside her , until finally almost at the same time , they all came
In unison, emptying themselves into her slutholes, and leaving her full of cum, until it started to empty out of her…dripping onto the cold concrete floor …..
She was in a daze, floating in and out of consciousness, she didn’t register the sound of
Wheels on concrete coming towards her, didn’t feel the machine connecting to the base of the chair,
She awoke, and saw a man plugging in some evil contraption that was aimed directly at her cunt…
Her poor swollen, oozing, sore and used vagina was aching, …..
The frozen penetration of her asshole and vagina snapped her out of her daze , the fucking machine in front of her , loaded with dual dildos , seemingly frozen solid , were pounding in and out of her ,
She gasped and squirmed as the ice rubbed against her abused holes, dripping into her, freezing her,
A bucket appeared, and ice water was thrown over her body, sending spasms down her entire body, as she shook and bellowed and rattled the entire chair, every nerve on fire.
The men gathered round, to watch the slut get fucked stupid, her own body betraying her, she began to grunt like a slut, and her pussy swelled with blood, before she gasped and squirted all over the machine and its toys, her anal passage thoroughly used up, the ring hanging loose around the toy, as it slid in and out of her asshole,
she passed out again,
She awoke to pain, suffering and utter despair…..she heard the lube machine whine and felt like what
Seemed liters of lubricant pour onto her cunt and ass, the biggest of the men, came up to her, and without any warning or preview, jammed his fist inside her anus, tearing at muscle, straining her ring
Making her cry out in sheer, unadulterated agony, she cried, and bellowed, and begged behind her
Gag, to no avail, the man kept stuffing his hand in and out of her asshole, with each thrust threatening to prolapse her abused bowels. Just as she was about to pass out, another man stepped forward
And stuffed a fat cock down her throat, duct taped it to her cheek, leaving her throat full of plastic, hard cock. and finally a 3rd man stepped forward , to the other side of the first , and punched his fist deep inside her swollen cunt , and she finally lost every sense…she shuddered , she bucked , she went to the edge of insanity and over it , her entire being had been raped , used and defiled , she could only feel pain and terror and sheer inhuman cruelty , at the hands of the masked deviants . they pounded her cunt and anus repeatedly , over and over , violating her body , bruising her cervix and intestines , till the pure pain took hold again and her mind collapsed upon itself…….
She awoke in pitch black ….. Nothing ….no noise …no vision….there was nothing, she could see no light
Hear no sound, deprived of the basest of senses, she began to feel her sanity slip…….
A hatch opened…..right on top of her…a grill…she realized her head was in a box ….
The men stood in a full circle around her, all aiming their well used and throbbing cocks at her
Then they unloaded. Emptying bladders full of cum soaked urine, onto her exposed and upturned face
Hitting her in the eyes , running over her open mouth , she gasped for air , as the piss ran down her throat , her disgust at drinking piss , put aside by the pure need not to drown , the box filled quickly , and soon her hair was floating in a sea of piss , the clear fluid the final sufferance of her ordeal ,
The lid shut again , and darkness ensued , she heard the men packing things , she tried to talk , but her throat betrayed her , she heard the noise of a door opening , footsteps , then the shutting of the very same door , and finally the sound of the lock turning ………
Silence….
Not a sound, or voice,
Darkness, no light or vision
Alone, Deserted
She was alone in her insanity,
No Rescue
Nothing at all…………..
Written By James M. 25.11.2009

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Shipwrecked 7, and final

I wrote this story a while ago for a friend, and she liked it so much, she posted it. I have decided to write some more, so I am re-posting this story under my name, with a couple adjustments and the appropriate tags. I am interested in useful comments and seeing how it’s rated, so please feel free. THIS STORY IS A WORK OF FICTION, INTENDED FOR ADULTS ONLY. TO ANY PERSON OF ANY AGE. NAMES, CHARACTERS, PLACES AND INCIDENTS ARE FROM THE AUTHOR’S WARPED IMAGINATION. ANY RESEMBLANCE TO ACTUAL EVENTS, OR LOCALES OR PERSONS, LIVING OR DEAD, IS ENTIRELY COINCIDENTAL.

Mind Fuck – Chapter 1b (How To Fuck Your Sister Without Breaking The Law)

You know the rules. 18 or get out. No exceptions.
This is Chapter 1b, a continuation of Chapter 1a. If that doesn’t make sense to you, then go back and read 1a, because ‘a’ comes before ‘b’, okay?
Brandon backed up in horror as the figure rose and spun around in surprise. He recognized her immediately; Keisha Scott, a fellow coworker and friend. They had met on Brandon’s first day and she had taken him under her wing. Since then, the twenty-nine year old single mother had regarded Brandon as the little brother she’d never had, a feeling that Brandon returned. They worked registers side by side, and more than a few customers had glanced between the two, mistaking them for twins due to the uncanny resemblance. A resemblance so unnatural, they had checked family histories, but found nothing linking the two in familial bonds. The duo had always laughed as they informed those mistaken people of their nine year difference in ages. But right now, laughter was the furthest thing from dancing in Keisha’s eyes.
“What the fuck is your problem Brandon?”
“Sorry! I didn’t see you there!”
“Really? Because it didn’t feel like you didn’t see me there!” Brandon cringed. Of course today would be the day that the universe would just keep piling it on. “…Never mind the fact that you almost knocked me on my damn head and had my brain splattered all over the place…” Brandon was starting to get annoyed. Any other time, he would have been apologetic, but right now he was not in the mood for being sorry. He was in the mood for getting his rocks off, and he needed –
And then, like magic it clicked. Suddenly, Brandon wasn’t looking at his pissed-off big sister; he was staring at the angrily contorted but normally decently attractive face of his coworker. His female coworker. And to be completely honest, pressing his dick into her ass had felt good.
He knew he was being idiotic, but he had to act fast, for the good of his dick and before she got any louder and attracted any attention. Without warning, Brandon grabbed Keisha and pushed her against the wall. She instantly fell silent, eyes widening in fear that she had pushed Brandon too far. It only took a second for Brandon to lock eyes with her, and a moment later, he took a dive a kissed her. It was only a quick peck before he pulled back, watching and waiting for the inevitable smack. He saw the flames rise behind her eyes before she attacked, smashing her mouth against his in a sexually charged, tooth grinding, tongue battling kiss that threatened to melt his brain.
Brandon wasted no time, wrapping her leg around his waist and grinding his covered erection against her crotch. Keisha’s hands were clawing at his back and pulling him closer with her leg. He had one hand on her ass, bringing her closer. His other hand had been thrust under her shirt, forcing its way under her bra and molesting her teat, feeling the hot handful of flesh fill his hand and the erect nipple try to punch a hole through his palm. The heat radiating from her groin was great, soaking through her pants, panties, his pants and boxers and into his dick.
Footsteps in the hall interrupted them and they jumped apart in fear. Luckily, the steps continued without pause until they had died away. Brandon was horny, but he wasn’t stupid. He needed this job, and getting caught would not only momentarily kill his boner, but it would permanently kill his paycheck.
“Bathroom?” His question was echoed simultaneously by Keisha. They grinned and nodded. Brandon left, taking the long way, Keisha right behind him taking the shorter route to the deli section.
Brandon was honestly shocked by how easy it had been. With her blazing fury, he had been expecting brick and mortar resistance and had punched with appropriate force. Instead, what he’d gotten was a rice paper facade that he’d practically fallen through. In his experience, only two things could cause a resistance against him to be almost completely nullified: either his victim already harbored an attraction for him, or someone had lit their fire and just left the motor running. He’d encountered both several times, but he would have thought that Keisha would have put up more resistance to him given their familial bond. Curious though he was about which category she fell into, Brandon was not about to look a gift horse in the mouth.
He rounded the final corner, seeing the outer door still swinging slightly on its hinges. He pushed through and continued down the hall, slipping inside the single-occupancy employee bathroom unnoticed. Immediately, he was pushed against the door as a pair of soft lips attacked him. Through the sexual haze, he faintly heard the door being locked.
Their hands were everywhere all at once. One of Keisha’s hands had a firm grip on his skull, pulling his face against hers as her other hand stroked the steel-like rod pointing straight up in Brandon’s pants. He had immediately unhooked the clasp of her bra with a snap of his fingers and pushed the cups up, and now his hands were alternating between gliding up and down her silky smooth skin, cupping her moderately sized breasts and tweaking the nipples, and squeezing her firm, rounded butt. The decision was finally made for him when Keisha jumped, wrapping her strong thighs around his torso and dropping her ass right into his waiting palms. His fingers dug in to those cheeks, that ass that he had admired for so long against his will. She was a tease without even knowing it. Every time she dropped a pen or a dime, every time she reached under the counter for another roll of tape, he was treated to the spectacular view of those slacks stretching tight over her cheeks. Keisha broke away to speak, Brandon going to work on her neck.
“Its been… ten minutes… aren’t you gonna… go have lunch?”
“Don need foo,” Brandon mumbled, nipping at her collarbone.
“But we have to… oh god… go back….”
Brandon growled and pushed Keisha against a wall. The shock of impact only added to the atmosphere or hot dirty sex. He dropped her legs and started pillaging her mouth again, as he expertly undid the button on her slacks and yanked the zipper down. She held onto his shirt and yanked it over his head as he dropped down, bringing her pants and lacy blue panties with him. Keisha was definitely wet. A strand of her fluid stretched from her panties to her pussy until it snapped. He pulled a leg out of her pants for easier access. She may have been a single mother, but Keisha was still young and cared about her appearance, as evidenced by the small and trimmed triangle of pubic curls and bald labia. Her lips were already engorged and glistening with her excitement.
Cocking her free leg over his shoulder, Brandon swiped his tongue across Keisha’s open slit, tasting the flavor of her flowing hole as the scent burned its way into his senses. Her prominent clit was already visible at nearly and inch long, poking out like a miniature cock. He wasted no time in sliding a long finger into her pink tunnel and started fucking it. Clearly, two kids didn’t leave a lot of time for sex. Brandon barely was able to fit a second finger into Keisha’s pussy. The second invasion was enough to send the young woman into the clouds, the walls of her pussy squeezing rhythmically around his fingers. She really needed this. Her fingers curled into his hair and held him in place while she ground her pussy all over Brandon’s face. Keisha’s pussy was flowing like a fountain as he locked his lips around her erect nub and started sucking. He had no way of telling if he had caused a second electrifying orgasm or if he had sent her higher into the first. What he did know is she loved it as her thighs clamped down over his ears and she nearly suffocated him with her flowing gash. Keisha’s spasming cunt continued to coat the invading digits with its creamy bath as she shuddered and bucked, supporting her weight on the wall and Brandon’s face.
Brandon couldn’t wait any longer. He’d been the gentleman, making sure she got off twice, and now it was time to take care of his needs. He dragged his body up against Keisha’s, sliding his hands under her work polo and against her warm sides before divesting her of her shirt. Her matching bra came off too and he pressed himself against her, feeling the diamond hard nipples capping her B-cups digging into his own pectorals. He thrust his tongue into her mouth, letting her taste her own cunt as his hands caressed her breasts. The chocolate mounds did have a very slight sag from breast feeding, but were still quite firm and perky, making a bra nearly unnecessary. Keisha’s hands had already unfastened his pants and were fondling the shaft jutting out from the opening in his pants.
“Condom,” she breathed into Brandon’s mouth. “Need… condom. In my pants.”
She helpfully wrapped the leg her pants still dangled from around Brandon’s waist. Despite his dislike for the latex contraption, out of respect he searched furiously for the square foil. However, he was finding it difficult to search her pockets with Keisha’s slippery folds gliding over the lower half of his shaft. Debit cars, chap stick, keys, and various odds and ends clattered to the floor in his frenzied search, but somehow, the rubber could not be found. Realizing the search was fruitless, Brandon grasped her other thigh and hoisted the woman up.
“I’ll pull out, okay?” Keisha’s mind screamed no, but her overheated pussy was firmly in control and would not surrender to anything. Against her better judgment, she found herself nodding as her hand positioned the bell end of Brandon’s cock at the entrance to her slick opening. She felt the younger man gradually releasing her weight, allowing gravity to drag her hundred and thirty pound frame down. Both were thankful for her abundant juices because Keisha’s pussy was near-virginal right. The journey down to the base was deliciously slow before all eight inches were fully gripped by Keisha’s silken tunnel.
That was the end of gentle. After a brief moment for her to get used to his size, Brandon lifted Keisha and dropped her repeatedly on his erection. She was clinging to his neck, whimpering in pleasure at the violation and the sensation of him feeding on her breasts, even doing her best to shove her body down on his meat. Every time he bottomed out, he would grunt and she would squeal. They were rutting like animals, allowing their base instinct to fuck to overrule the social norms that condemned sex in public. The fact that someone – anyone – could be listening outside the door was getting them both off, Keisha more than Brandon since this was her first foray into exhibitionism. She had never done anything on this level of sexual depravity. Their boss could be listening to her fucking her ‘brother’ for all she knew.
That thought – the element of incest – brought Keisha to a hard climax. Her drawn out moan bounced off the walls before Brandon managed to cover her mouth with his own. He continued to bounce her up and down his thick length, watching her tits jiggle as her walls rippled and gripped his fleshy invader. He wouldn’t be stopped, and he wouldn’t slow down. He was covered in a mixture of their sweat, arms bulging as Keisha bucked on him like he was a wild pony, and he bucked back, nailing her slit with short, precise strokes accompanied by a deep grunt. He let her ride out her orgasm, pistoning in and out of her gash like machine.
At one point or another, many men consider the idea of having sex with their own sister, younger or older. Most removed the fantasy from their minds, considering the idea disgusting and perverted. A few held onto that fantasy, bringing themselves to powerful climaxes with the thought of that taboo act. But fewer still actually received that once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to bury their stiff erections in their sister’s wet and willing (and sometimes unwilling) gashes. And even then, they would live out their days in silence, in fear of being labeled a sexual deviant by the public at large.
But Brandon was not like them. He would not be joining the ranks of their society, shrouded in silence and secrecy. His ‘big sister’ was bouncing on his dick and cumming like a freight train, and there were no blood ties. She could cream all over his dick as much as she wanted. He could fuck this woman until the day was done. They could enjoy the taboo of incest, and suffer none of the consequences.
“Turn around,” Brandon ordered, lifting her from his cock and lowering her to the floor. His pants had fallen to his ankles long ago, and he kicked out of them and his underpants, leaving the both of them completely naked. Keisha leaned against the wall on her forearms, bent at the waist with her ass thrust invitingly in the air. She instinctively spread her mocha legs shoulder-width apart, but was surprised when he pushed them back together. She understood why when she felt Brandon embrace her from behind, wedging his cock between her ass cheeks in a pantless mirror of their earlier position in the office.
“That’s what you felt, isn’t it?” he breathed in her ear. “You felt my big hard cock pushing into your ass, didn’t you?”
“Yeah…” came the shaky reply.
“That’s why you got all pissed like that, didn’t you? You felt your little brother’s big -” he accented the word with a thrust “- fucking cock rubbing against your ass, and you wanted it. You wanted every single inch buried in your tight little twat, but you were ashamed of the urge, weren’t you?” She nodded, too aroused to form words. “No need to be ashamed. When it comes to fucking, every one of us is a dirty fucking bastard.
“Like me.” Brandon continued to grind his pelvis into the soft ass. “I accidentally did today what I’ve wanted to do to you since day one. Every time you walked away, every time you bent over, all I wanted was to pull my dick out and hump your ass. Just pull down my big sister’s pants and blast my big fucking load on her fantastic ass cheeks. It wouldn’t have mattered who was watching. And now I’m actually doing it, rubbing my hard cock against your ass, and I’m realizing that reality is so much better than fantasy. Because your ass against my cock is everything I thought it was going to be, and more.”
Brandon’s growling confession, his stress on the incest factor, and his cock was driving Keisha insane. At this point, he wasn’t just fucking her body, he was fucking her mind too, and it sent her over the edge again with a strangled moan. Brandon pointed his cock downward and forced every inch into her cavern, sending her into another intense climax. Brandon clapped a hand over Keisha’s mouth as she howled like a banshee. Her gripping fuck box was threatening to be his undoing, but he managed to hold off. He had one more dirty trick up his sleeve.
When Keisha finally came back down, He pulled himself from her burning depths. Brandon ripped her pants, panties and remaining shoe from the leg they still dangled on. His focus was on those lacy boy shorts. Making sure he had them oriented properly, he kicked her legs apart and ran the crotch of her panties over her soaked slit, gathering up as much moisture as possible.
“Open your mouth.” Keisha didn’t even think of refusing or questioning the order, and Brandon pushed the skimpy underpants into her mouth, making sure the creamy crotch was on her tongue. “Since you can’t be quiet, I have to gag you.” And without further words, Brandon bent over her buried his member back into Keisha’s passage and started ramming her again. His hands grabbed at her tits, almost using them like handles to pull himself deeper into her.
The only sounds echoing now were a quick fleshy smacks and a muffled squeal from Keisha. Brandon’s impact was sending her ass into rippling waves. Everything was combining together. This sexually charged atmosphere, all those perverted thoughts that had run through his head at work, every fantasy of penetrating her anal chute for the pure depravity, and all the nights Alex’s anus had taken the pleasurable punishment in Keisha’s stead. Absolutely everything came out as Brandon felt the sperm quickly rise up his shaft.
The glossy head barely cleared Keisha’s outer lips in time. The first jet of sperm landed wetly on her outer lips and ran down her clitoris, sending lightning running through her body as she came one last time. The next shot coated her crack and anus before Brandon had lined himself up properly and started grinding his exploding cock in her lubed crack. He would later be thankful that she was shirtless as stream after stream of spunk landed on his sister’s ebony back.
As their respective orgasms died down, Brandon took the opportunity to glance at his watch. He still had five minutes to help her clean up, dress, and clock back in. He swelled with pride. He’d gotten his one good nut in, given one of the women he’d lusted after for months four or five good orgasms, and still had time to scarf down a chocolate bar.
“Damn, that was good.”
“Preaching to the choir,” Keisha breathed after ungagging herself. She held up the saliva soaked panties. “You know I can’t wear these now, right?”
“Good,” Brandon replied, wetting paper towels. “Now you’ll remember that you just got the shit fucked out of you. Its a naughty thrill not wearing underwear in public. Hell, I’ll do it too if you want.”
He helped her clean off as much of his seed as possible before Keisha shooed him out of the bathroom. She still had another twenty minutes before she needed to punch in, while he was down to two. Brandon turned away from the locked door only to find a surprise standing in the hall.
“You heard.” The voyeur nodded sheepishly, her right hand crammed deep into her unbuttoned pants. “How much?”
“Most,” she replied. “I heard her three times.”
“Anyone else Kim?” She shook her head no. “So it was just you.”
Kim was another coworker Brandon had fucked several times, and with good reason. Her 5’5 statue, caramel complexion, full lips, and ample ass blended into an eye catching, dick raising package. She was a loud girl, in and out of the sack, and she too had been a victim of the panty gag. Her pink g-string had been less effective though, especially when Brandon forced himself into her asshole. It was the same g-string she happened to be wearing right then, visible through her unbuttoned pants.
“You know, good girls don’t eavesdrop.” Brandon closed the distance between the two and slowly removed her frozen hand from her crotch. “But you aren’t a good girl, now are you? You’re a dirty slut who likes to listen to people fuck and take dick in your poop chute. And dirty sluts get punished.
“Of course, you were standing out here, and I’ll assume that you kept people from disturbing us. And I think that merits a small reward.” Brandon sucked Kim’s fingers into his mouth as one of his hands slithered down the front of her pants to pick up where she had left off. His other hand snaked down the back of her pants and between her fleshy cheeks to support her and tease her brown anus. Kim knew what was coming and bit her cheek as she stared dead in Brandon’s eyes. That one big orgasm she had been chasing slammed into her as she felt her clit being pinched lightly and a long finger penetrated her ass. Kim breathed hard as she bathed Brandon’s fingers and her own panties in a generous helping of her pussy cream.

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Naked in the night

It had been a hot day. Even now in the evening the temperature had dropped only a little.
A slight breeze ruffled the curtains at the open window as Yvonne and Rob prepared for bed.
Yvonne, just out of the shower, had the slightest hint of lightly perfumed soap about her fresh, smooth skin.
She slipped her tiny nightie over her shoulders, letting the delicate, pale pink, semi-see through garment fall lightly over her body.
Making a bow of the ribbon tie at the front of the nightie, she next pulled a pair of very brief, matching pink panties up over her slender legs.
Rob looked at his wife, the beautiful little nightie showing a good amount of Yvonne’s small, white breasts temptingly visible courtesy of the way that she’d only loosely tied the front of the nightie together.
His eye roamed down to the tiny panties that his wife wore, then down her so sexy legs.
His cock swelled and swung out before him.
He glanced at the window with the curtains still wide open. He thrilled at the thought that anyone looking from outside, would be able to see his lovely, sexy wife as she moved about the room.
A notion came to his mind, and giving Yvonne a cuddle and a kiss, he suggested that they go outside for a while.
Rob slipped on a shirt and pulled on his pants but when his wife looked to put something more modest on, he told her to go as she was.
Opening the door, they stepped from their holiday apartment.
Glancing at the neighbouring units, Rob noted many open windows and doors as the occupants tried to find some cooling air. Some windows were lit by the lights inside. The sound of a TV in one house competing with soft musical strains from another. Now and then the sound of voices and laughter could be heard from one of the many lit windows nearby.
Immediately in front of the apartment, Rob and Yvonne were in shadow. It would be unlikely that they could be seen if anyone should be outside and looking about. Once away from that protective shadow though, they would be in the open with just a few bushes dotted about the small patch of lawn, and a nearby streetlamp throwing its light on the general area.
Rob took his wife’s hand and went to lead her forward.
Yvonne pulled back and giggled as she exclaimed that she couldn’t go out dressed as she was.
Rob persisted in his attempt to lead her out into the open, telling her that she looked beautiful and sexy.
“But what would anyone think if I should be seen,” she exclaimed.
“They’d think that you were a fabulous little sex pot,” her husband laughed. “Besides,” he added, “no one here knows us anyway.”
Yvonne laughed happily, enjoying the thought that she should be described as a fabulous little sex pot.
It was true for both of them that they always felt more inclined to be sexually adventurous when away from home on holidays. At such times any immoral act would be unlikely to find its way back home to be a subject for gossip.
Rob pulled gently on his wife’s hand, and this time Yvonne let herself be led out of the shadow and onto the lawn at the front of the unit.
“Oh my God,” she giggled, “I hope that no one is going to see me dressed like this.”
Yvonne allowed herself to be led right to the front of the lawn, adjacent to the pavement.
“Oh, what would anyone think of me,” she again exclaimed in her excitement.
This time her husband answered much more explicitly. “They’d think that you were a dirty little slut,” he said.
Yvonne giggled and agreed that they really would think that of her.
Rob held his wife and kissed her lovingly, letting his hands roam over her breasts and down onto her cunt.
His hand slipped down the front of her panties, over the closely cropped pubic hair. He found the wet slipperiness of her cunt, and, knowing that his wife’s cunt always became so wet and slippery whenever she was sexually excited, he knew that she was now ready to be led further in this sexy game.
Yvonne nervously glanced about her, ready to flee back indoors should anyone appear.
Her husband too, glanced about and then tugged the ribbon tie of his wife’s sexy little garment so that it came undone and the front of the little nightie fell open, fully revealing Yvonne’s breasts.
Yvonne gave a little squeal of surprise as she clutched at her nightie. Rob took her hands and moved them to her sides, letting the nightie fall open showing her nakedness underneath.
Yvonne pretended to be flustered and embarrassed, but in truth she was greatly excited at being even more exposed in this public place.
“Who’s this dirty little whore showing herself off in public,” her husband teasingly laughed as he led her onto the actual pavement and walked her up and down.
Yvonne giggled and felt a trickle of juice run down the inside of her thigh.
“What a dirty little harlot,” her husband continued mockingly. “Perhaps she’ll take her panties off next, and show her cunt to everyone.”
With this, Rob hooked his fingers in the waistband of his wife’s panties and made to slide them down over her hips.
“Oh darling! I can’t!” Yvonne exclaimed, giggling merrily and clutching at her panties.
“C’mon, you know you really want to be a dirty little whore,” her husband urged.
Yvonne held onto her panties for just a moment, then, her body filled with surging lust, she let her hands fall away and her husband quickly slid her tiny, pink panties down over her legs.
The very short hemline of the nightie, trimmed with delicate lace depicting little pink hearts in a white lace surround, came to just on a line with Yvonne’s hips. Now the lower half of her ass cheeks could be seen, while at the front she was totally naked from her feet to her exposed cunt, up over her firm belly, right up between the gaping front of her nightie to her exposed breasts.
“What a filthy little slut you are,” her husband said in such an admiring and appreciative tone.
Yvonne had long ago found out that males were not all of the romanic type that she’d read of in trashy novels while still a schoolgirl.
Her explorations on the internet had soon opened her eyes to the fact that many men had great admiration for women who flirted with immorality and perverted sexual games.
She’d been amazed at, and had taken quite some time to understand the fact that some men had a great desire to degrade and defile the one that they loved so dearly.
Yvonne had come to realize that her husband was one of that latter type, and she had rapidly come to realize that it suited her own sexuality to be exactly the sort of woman that he desired her to be.
For Rob’s part, if he had loved his wife so dearly when they had first married, he now loved her so much more that she played the game and let him defile her purity and chastity. The fact too, that Yvonne outwardly appeared so modest and decent, added a delicious wickedness to the times when he pushed her towards acting like a whore and a slut.
The sounds from the surrounding houses and holiday apartments continued to drift on the still night air.
Their holiday unit was just fifty yards or so from the beach road,where an occasional car cruised by.
The sound of waves on the wide, sandy beach made a pleasantly relaxing background just audible when one listened for it.
Another car could be heard slowly driving on the beach road. Suddenly, unexpectedly, the car slowed at the corner and began to swing into the road in which our two lovers stood.
Yvonne gasped and could do nothing more that clutch at her husband and try to conceal herself behind him.
The car came by them and began to accelerate along the road, the driver apparently not having noticed them as he’d followed the beam of the car’s headlights which had illuminated the far side of the road.
Yvonne laughed and relaxed once more, the nervous panic that had suddenly gripped her dissipating as rapidly as it had come.
Rob was filled with very different emotions – emotions of increasing lust and excitement. He now had his eyes firmly studying a semi-darkened doorway at the front of one of the houses opposite.
The reason for this great interest being that as the passing car had turned the corner, its headlights had briefly swept across the far side of the street. In that brief glow of brilliance which had lit the buildings, Rob had noticed two men standing in a doorway, and very definitely looking directly across the road to where he and Yvonne were standing.
Rob, taking his wife’s hand, led her from the pavement out onto the road.
Yvonne, still believing they were unobserved, sexily and laughingly allowed herself to be led.
Across the road to the far gutter they progressed. You could say that Yvonne was not only physically heading towards the gutter, but figuratively speaking, was morally heading towards the gutter as well.
The couple stepped from the road to the far pavement. Yvonne was so busy nervously glancing to left and right, that she still had not seen the shadowy figures watching from their dark vantage point.
Now Yvonne was no more that fifteen yards from the two men.
Rob stood slightly behind his wife and eased the sides of her unfastened nightie well open so as to fully display her naked body to the men. He cupped his wife’s small breasts to highlight them, then slid his hands down his wife’s body and stroked the insides of her thighs before fondling her cunt.
The two men had in fact been watching Rob and Yvonne from the very first moment that they had appeared outside their unit. The men had been sitting on their doorstep enjoying the night air rather than the warm stuffiness inside the house. They had seen the couple appear, and had looked admiringly at Yvonne in her very brief and sexy little nightie.
The men had seen Yvonne’s slight reluctance to venture out into the open. They’d thrilled when they saw the man undo the front of the woman’s nightie and expose her breasts, and when they saw the man take the woman’s panties down, they’d both immediately risen to their feet to obtain the very best view and to stroke their hardening cocks.
The men had thought to conceal themselves when they’d seen the couple approaching across the road towards them. They’d been certain that if their presence was detected by either of the couple, then the woman at least would flee back across the street, and that would be the end to this very sexy display that the men were so enjoying.
It was incredible that the couple, rather than go straight across the street, were moving at a slight angle as if they were intent on ending up right before where the men stood. It slowly came upon the men’s understanding that, in actual fact, the guy who was intent on leading the woman in their direction, seemed to be looking at them. Had he seen them? Was he in fact showing the woman off to them? It became more and more apparent that he actually was.
Once the couple stood out on the pavement before the men’s house, and the man began fully displaying the slut’s body to them, there could be no further doubt. The thing was though, that the woman still appeared to be completely oblivious to the fact that she was being exhibited.
Both men now had their substantial cocks out and were slowly stroking them as they lustfully viewed the lovely slut who was being so lewdly and wonderfully displayed.
Rob now grasped his wife’s arms just a little more firmly as he stood behind her.
“Look straight ahead darling,” he whispered.
Yvonne, smiling and thinking that this was some further game, let her gaze look dreamily forward.
“Look at the doorway,” her husband was telling her at the very moment that her gaze encountered the two men standing there.
Yvonne gave a little shriek and her automatic reaction was to flee back to their apartment. This action was thwarted by her husband’s firm grip.
Yvonne half struggled, her eyes fastened upon the two men.
A part of her mind told her to flee, this was the part conditioned by her chaste upbringing – but the other part of her mind was taking in the gorgeous, big, hard cocks that the men were stroking. This part of her mind told her that she would soon be touching and licking and sucking those wonderful cocks, that they would soon be filling her body as they fucked her. She stopped struggling and stood looking, shamefully aware that her nakedness was fully exposed to the men’s view.
Yvonne felt her husband’s gentle forward pressure behind her. She took a step forward. Then another as her husband, still holding her firmly, pressed forth.
Closer to the men – just a matter of nine or ten yards.
Yvonne felt her husband easing her nightie, which was concealing very little anyway, off her shoulders. It fell to the ground. She was naked.
Yvonne lowered her gaze in shameful embarrassment as her husband led her right up to the men.
Her gaze, while unable to look into the men’s faces, was now directed towards their magnificent hard cocks. She lusted for them. She wanted them. She couldn’t wait to be fucked and to suck those gorgeous, gorgeous cocks.
Her mind was in a whirl. She heard her husband offering her to the men. She was now being mauled, touched, fondled, her most intimate places being explored.
Yvonne’s head was still lowered in embarrassment. Those gorgeous, hard cocks kept brushing against her thighs. She longed for them. She couldn’t wait any longer. Should she touch them? Should she fondle them as the men were fondling her? Would she look a slut if she touched them? She didn’t care, her hands lightly took a cock in each. They felt so good, so hard, so lovely. She squatted down and moved her mouth to the hard, round, swollen head of one of the cocks. She pressed her slightly parted lips onto the end, then pressing forward, eased her mouth slowly over its superbly solid length.
“Fuck! The slut’s definitely ready for it,” she heard one of the guys say.
She felt her head being firmly held and her mouth being fucked by that wonderful, hard cock slipping between her lips and sliding right to the back of her throat.
“Let’s get the slut into the bedroom,” a different voice said, and she was pulled off the cock and taken into the darkened house.
The men led the way to the bedroom.
Yvonne now felt a fresh bout of embarrassment as the electric light came on and she was thoroughly surveyed by the men.
“Fuck! You’re lovely,” one of the men told her.
Yvonne raised her eyes to his face and smiled sweetly.
Around and around, turned this way and that. Yvonne was studied, touched explored. Her legs, thighs, belly, breasts, arms, neck and head – nothing escaped attention. She was turned, bent over, made to squat, stood up again with legs apart, then with one leg up on the bed, her pussy felt and fingered, her breasts pushed this way and that. She felt like an animal at the livestock market being inspected prior to sale, all of which made Yvonne more and more embarrassed but more and more lustfully excited.
In reality the inspection lasted no more than a minute before Yvonne was made to kneel on all fours and she felt hands gripping her hips and a cock gliding easily up into her slippery pussy.
“Ah! What a fabulous cunt,” she heard the guy groan lustfully as his cock sunk its full length into her pussy.
At the same time the other guy had positioned himself before her, and taking a firm grip of her head, his cock slipped into her eager mouth.
Pushing her tongue just slightly forward so that it covered her lower teeth, and keeping her mouth just slightly opened so that her upper lip was pressed back over her upper teeth, Yvonne worked with tongue and lips, sucking her cheeks in to form a soft, fuckable pout with her mouth.
She sucked and sucked, pressing her head forward each time the guy pressed his cock forward so that the cock slid in right to the back of her throat.
Regulating her breath so that she held it each time the cock probed the entrance to her throat, Yvonne was able to stay from gagging, and soon had the guy moaning and panting as his cock and balls came to the point of pouring forth his semen into her mouth.
“Oooorrrrr fuuuuuuck,” the guy groaned in an absolute ecstasy of lust as he pulled his cock from Yvonne’s mouth so as not to cum too soon.
“Fuck! What a fabulous fucking cock sucker,” he groaned. “I’ve never known anything like it before.”
He rested a moment to regain his composure, and then once more began to fuck Yvonne’s mouth.
It only took a minute and once more he was moaning and groaning as his balls felt about to pump his cum out with such velocity that it would have surely drowned the slut.
Again he pulled away before he reached the point of pumping his cum forth.
Yvonne looked up at him during each of these pauses. She was panting with lust as she thrilled to the gorgeous, big, hard cock that was plunging in and out of her now sloppy pussy. The cock slurped in and out making obscene sounds as it slid through the slippery mucus which was literally dribbling from Yvonne’s vagina.
She panted and made soft moaning noises of delight at the fabulous treatment she was receiving.
She held her mouth open, licking her lips and wanting the cock to come back to continue her mouth fucking.
“Are you ready,” she asked in a soft, sweet, and sexy voice as she looked up at the guy before her.
“Fuck! You’re a real fucking nympho aren’t you,” the guy exclaimed as he slowly regained enough composure to once more enter her eagerly awaiting mouth.
Yvonne sucked his cock into her mouth, sucking and using her tongue to full effect on the underside of the fabulous thick penis.
Surely I’m not really a nympho, she thought to herself as she lovingly sucked at the cock.
She considered how sometimes, on rare occasions, her husband and her went for two or three days without fucking – that’s not like being a nympho she thought to herself.
Admittedly she did masturbate a lot, usually not more than once or twice a day though. She quickly let these thoughts drift from her mind as she lusted and fucked with the two men.
What delight Yvonne felt as the big, hard cock slid relentlessly in and out, in and out of her pussy. It was longer and thicker than her husband’s and she really appreciated the extra size, feeling it stretching her so that she felt wonderfully filled by the cock, and with the head of that cock that she so adored, just now and again pressing lightly against the wall of her uterus deep, deep within her as it all but bottomed out in her lusting, dribbling, and so receptive pussy. At the same time she had the lustful delight of being continually face fucked by the second of those two magnificent cocks that were so beautifully abusing her body.
Yvonne rocked back and forth, continually shoved this way and that by the huge, hard cocks that continued on and on fucking and fucking her pussy and mouth. The men’s hands kept mauling her naked body, feeling her breasts, feeling her pussy, sliding over her soft, smooth skin to explore every part of her.
Lust filled her mind and her body. She listened to the men panting and grunting as they lusted over and in her. This was no more than crude, debauched, lustful, sex with the two men satisfying their animal desires to dominate and to fuck. Yvonne herself was in a delirium of corrupt, wanton indulgence of her excessive sexual appetite.
Just half an hour earlier, Yvonne had never laid eyes on these men. She knew not their names nor anything about them. She had barely even glimpsed their faces and yet here they were fucking and fucking and fucking her – and she wanted it, she cared not what or who they were, she just craved for their gorgeous cocks to keep fucking and abusing her for ever.
The two guys swapped position and Yvonne next had the guy’s cock all covered with her pussy slime entering her mouth. She sucked it lovingly.
“Wait until Charlie and Ziggy hear about this'” the guy mounting into Yvonne’s pussy laughed to his mate.
Yvonne’s husband immediately took interest and asked about these two men that had been mentioned.
Being told that they were two guys staying in the next door apartments, Rob asked if he should go and bring them to join in fucking his wife.
The two guys agreed that he should, and so Robert, excitedly eager to have his wife fucked and degraded to the fullest extent possible, hurried off leaving his wife being fucked cunt and mouth.
Finding the apartment that he’d been directed to, Rob told the guys that their friends in the house next door, had a dirty slut who was turning it on, and that they’d asked Rob to let them know that they could join in if they wished.
It turned out that the only hesitation the guys had, was caused by the fact that they had a couple of their mates with them at the time.
“That’s not a worry,” Rob exclaimed, excitedly solving the problem for them, “bring them along too. The slut that they’ve got in there is such a dirty fucking whore that she’ll take on any number of you.
Moments later Rob was eagerly and lustfully leading the group of four men into the house where his wife Yvonne was being so thoroughly abused.
Yvonne was stunned when the chatter of these four new guys suddenly filled the room as they entered. That made six men – seven counting her husband Rob!
The newcomers quickly stripped naked to reveal their hard, lust filled cocks all ready to fuck this slut’s every body opening. They eagerly gathered around her and six pairs of hands where soon mauling her all over.
Soon Yvonne had two new cocks entering her mouth and pussy, then two more as the men constantly swapped position first fucking her sloppy cunt, then her so delightful mouth, then mauling her breasts, her belly, her thighs, her ass.
Soon her ass was being fingered by man after man as she continued to be cunt and mouth fucked.
The natural progression then, was for her to have her ass fucked as well as pussy and mouth.
She laughingly squatted down onto one guy’s cock as he held it erect and ready for her ass to slide down over its hard, lust gorged length. Leaning back onto her elbows and forearms, Yvonne then brought her knees up and apart so that the next guy could get in and continue fucking her pussy.
Having those two cocks wonderfully penetrating her two lower holes, Yvonne tipped her head back in preparation for a cock to plunge down her gullet.
Yvonne was gagging and choking, tears coming to her eyes as a cock plunged vigorously in and out of her mouth and right down into her actual throat.
She could feel the cocks rampant in her pussy and ass. She could feel them stretching her, especially the one in her bottom. She could feel them both deep within her body, pushing up each canal and almost rubbing together with only the thin membrane wall separating her two fuck tubes.
Yvonne’s body was surging with lustful sensations as she hovered so desperately close to orgasm.
Suddenly, unexpectedly, her mouth was filled with gooey cum as the cock began to pump spurt after spurt of its cum forth.
Yvonne lustfully slid her tongue around and around in the mucky stuff. Licking it about and tasting it as she swallowed it down.
The cock, still quite hard, slid slowly from between her lips. The guy’s cock then slapped heavily across her cheeks a few times before wiping the last remaining globs of white cum over her face.
Yvonne smiled up at the man, lightly moving her lips in a sexy kissing motion towards him.
No time for more of that though. Another cock was immediately filling her mouth. Yvonne sucked the new cock and licked lovingly, lustfully, sluttishly.
Yvonne loved this attention. She was the centre of the men’s world at that moment.
Vaguely she thought that she heard her husband asking the guy’s if they knew of any others who might want to use her. In her lust she would have taken any number of men who might come to fuck and use her.
Pussy and ass were both cummed in, making them sloppy and messy for the next cocks to enter, and enter they did. Once more Yvonne had three cocks fucking her mouth, pussy and bottom.
She was deliriously happy with this treatment. She responded to every shove of every cock, all the time wanting to satisfy every lustful move of the men.
Her brain was not consciously thinking of anything other than the wonderful cocks which were fucking her, yet somehow she slowly became aware that her husband was no longer there. She didn’t care. She had everything she could ever want.
She’d no sooner made this discovery about her husband, than he entered the room with another four men, all looking eagerly and expectantly into the room at the scene of such absolute debauchery.
This new group of men quickly began to strip so as to get their share of this depraved, perverted harlot.
The incredible orgy of moral corruption went on and on with Yvonne being fucked and fucked and fucked, continually, degradingly, used as no more than a living thing for the purpose of satisfying the men’s lustful desires.
Mouthful after mouthful of gooey semen she consumed.
Cuntload after cuntload of adulterous sperm filled her pussy and her bottom until every cock had satisfied themselves, some even using her more than once.
Yvonne lay there naked, fucked, hair dishevelled with cum matting it into a tacky mess. Her face with white cum dribbling down over it. Her pussy and ass oozing cum along with her own juices.
She was panting, exhausted, so wonderfully happy. She heard talk of tomorrow when there would be even more men to fuck her. She dreamily looked forward to more of the men’s lecherous treatment.

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DAD’S TEST PART 1

This is my first story please read the themes if you don’t like stories like these stop reading now also it is light on some details so feel free to use your imagination.
My name is John Smith I was raised by my father and never knew my mother. My father never told me what he did for a living, only that he dealt with rich and powerful people. Don’t get me wrong I used to think he was in finance or politics because of the people he dealt with. It was one of the reasons I was home schooled. That and the fact I was a border line genus. Hell by the time I was fourteen I had finished high school and was two years into collage. As a child what my father did for living was only one mystery I wanted to salve .The biggest involved the women around him from his secretaries to the maids around our house. Several things stood out one they all had metal collars around their necks, two they never wore panties, three they always wore reviling clothes especliy the maids hell their skirts were so short that’s how I knew they didn’t ware panties. Four they all had a letter S branded on the side of their ass cheeks and five they all called dad master.
The day of my fifteenth birthday dad came to me with a challenge. He would give me ten grand that I would invest and depending on how I did he would answer all my questions including who and what my mother was. That commit alone made me agree. I spent the next month watching the commodes market. I then made my first investments, and for the next few months I worked the stock market. Using my Research I was able to make several million. Almost all I then invested in utilities stocks save about one million I kept to play with and dads ten grand plus interest The morning of my birthday dad looked over my portfolio and only smiled as I gave him his loan back and asked if that was good enough. He just laughed and said I should handle his investments for him.
I was then told our family is in finance but my great grandfather but around the nineteen twenties after a trip to the Middle East he started a side business. The business is the capture and import and sale of sex slaves. Each generation took over for the last. To say I was shocked would be an understatement. Hundreds of questions were going through my mind. The first ones I asked was “where do the slaves come from?” “What happens to them after they are sold?” He told me most slaves came from poor parts of the world and were sold by their parents. They mostly came from countries in Eastern Europe and Asia. Since whites and Asians were more popular but from time to time there were requests for blacks, Hispanics, and Native Americans. Many of the slaves went from dirt poor to living in great comfort the only catch is they have be ready to be used sexually 24-7 365 days a year. The last statement helped a little, after all I didn’t think of myself or my dad as evil people especially with the thoughts I was having as a sixteen year old virgin. I then was told about my mother, how she was sold by her father in Bosnia seventeen years ago. Dad took a liking to her and kept her for himself. Then not long after her training was completed I was born. Mom being a slave wasn’t allowed to be a part of my life until the day she would be my first test. “First test?” I asked. “First you must fuck all three of her holes then you must let dogs fuck her. Your second test is you must train a new slave. Third you must find capture then train another slave.” Dad answered. He then told me about the different types of slaves and what I could and couldn’t do during the tests. (I will explain the different types of slaves as the story progresses.)
After our discussion he lead me to what I had always thought was just a closet. He quickly touched a hidden switch and the back wall swung open to reveal a hidden room with a locked door. Through that door were stairs going down to the basement and another locked door. Once we entered what was called the dungeon he lead me between two rows of cells. There were ten cells per row and the cells were 8 foot by 8 foot and about half had a slave in them. We were met at the last cell by a tall blonde woman about twenty years old wearing skin tight black vinyl gloves that came to just under her shoulders, matching skin tight thigh high vinyl high heeled boots, fish net stockings, a belt with a riding crop and a cat o nine teals hanging on it, and a black vinyl corset that ended just below her pierced C cup breasts and above her shaved pussy. By the collar and what had been told was a slave brand on her ass cheek I could tell she was a slave. Her name was Victoria and she was a dungeon mistress. A slave that took care of the other slaves disciplined the other slaves when needed, and trained many of the slaves. She had free access to all the dungeon and almost complete control of their bodies. She greeted me and dad with “Good morning masters. The bitch is ready for your use.” She then stepped aside so we could see in the cell. On her hands and knees was a thirty year old woman. Her light brown hair was in pigtails that looked like dog ears. She had on skin tight white vinyl gloves and boots similar to the mistress’s only the gloves were mittens shaped like paws and the boots had straps that allowed her to bend her legs but not straiten them forcing her to crawl, paw shaped knee pads, and the tip of her cute button nose was painted black. If their mother looked like this almost anyone would want to fuck her. From her pierced C-cup breasts to her first class ass and those legs it was almost a shame she couldn’t walk. Entering the cell I knelt down and started petting her I also took the opportunity to run my fingers over her bare pussy and pierced clit and found it very wet. Slipping a finger than another into her pussy I marveled at the feel of my first piece of pussy. AS I fingered her she looked up at me with her pretty brown eyes and began to whimper like a puppy. I took a deep breath looked back at dad and took the leash he handed to me a leash. After clipping the leash to mom’s collar dad and Mistress Victoria lead use out of the dungeon, out two doors, and up another set of stairs like the ones that we came down only these took use to dad’s kennels. I need the explain this before I continue one of dad’s businesses I did know about was he sold per bred dogs mostly Great Danes, German shepherds, and rottweilers. What I didn’t know is what they were trained to do and who they were trained to do it to till today.
Entering the kennel I saw five other women and teenage girls. Three were dressed just like mom, one an Asian around my age getting fucked by a Rottweiler, and two big breasted blondes the first was sucking a Great Danes dick and the second was taking a German shepherd up her ass. Two other women were wearing a gimp suit of sorts. They had black vinyl hoods that covered their heads and faces except for their eyes mouths and hole for their nostrils. They also were wearing black vinyl body suits with mittens and boots like mom’s. The only skin showing on them were the cut outs on their crotches, around their brands, and the holes their tits were hanging out of. The first was getting face fucked by a Rottweiler and the other was knotted ass to ass with a Great Dane. Before I tell you about the last girl I must explain something. Dad sold dogs trained to fuck human women. To train them he kept special slaves. These slaves were only allowed to crawl, eat and drink out of dog bowls, had to piss and shit like dogs, could only make dog sounds (whimpering, barking, and so on.), and must let any dog that wants to fuck them any way it wants. There are two types of these slaves. Mom and the other three are the first Kennel Bitches. The second is what the two in the hoods are Gimp Bitches. They are most of the time slaves that are deemed untrainible. They watch their heads get shaved then the hoods are placed over their heads and locked on never to be removed. These are the lowest of all sex slaves. The last girl in the kennels was a slave that was being punished for trying to escape. She was fifteen brunette very hot she looks a lot like Megan Fox. She was naked save her collar and the steel shackles on her wrists and ankles. She chained so her head and shoulders were on the ground and her ass was in the air with her knees at her tits and legs widely spread while three rottweiers took turns raping her. All the time she pleaded and begged in vain. I locked mom in a kennel. I took this moment to strip out of my clothes.
As I entered she presented her ass to me like a bitch in heat. I move around to her head and before I could order her to suck my dick she latched onto it like a starving calf on its mother’s tit. I would never have a slave that could what she could with a cock. She had no gag reflex what so ever. I needed a distraction about thirty seconds in so looked at dad. That was a big mistake he had the mistress on her knees hands behind her back and was fucking her face like there was no tomorrow. Seeing that made me shoot my first load in mom’s mouth and mom never missing a beat swallowed every drop.
I needed to rest for a little while so I watched dad finish with the mistress and the Asian bitch being fucked by one Rottweiler while sucking another ones dick. As she got a doggie cum facial I decided to continue. I began to finger fuck mom for a few minutes bringing her to the brink of orgasm. It wasn’t hard given the fact she was already worked up and a fact I didn’t find out until after the test. It seems my family found drug years ago that not only made a woman Horney as hell but also made them extra sanative as well. I removed my fingers and lined up my cock. After inserting the head I grabbed her hips rammed it home extracting a gasp out of mom. I was tempted to cut loose on her but decided the savior my first piece of pussy. Pull almost all the way out then thrusting back in slowly. Then mom would clinch down on my cock as I pulled out. I kept this up a good four or five minutes before my cut loose on her, Then I would slow back down making her whimper in frustration then cut loose again. I kept this up for another four or five minutes until I could take no more and gave mom’s pussy a cum bath as she sprayed cum herself. Collapsing on her I needed to rest for a good ten minutes even with the help from Pfzer.
I rolled onto my back as mom began to lick and suck my dick clean. After she had me clean I got up and got some water for us mine in the bottle and her’s in a bowl on the floor. I have to admit it a woman lapping water out of a bowl is pretty sexy. While I rested I watch the other Kennel Bitches the Asian was curled up taking a nap, the two blondes were in the same kennel now sucking the dog cum from each other’s pussies and asses, one of the Gimp Bitches had a Great Dane going to town on her pussy, while the other was being ass fucked by one Rottweiler and face fucked by another, and the brunette slave knelt crying in shame as a Rottweiler licked her to orgasm. I finish my break and got a tube lube from dad. As I removed mom’s bowl she dropped her shoulders and raised her ass. I began to work the lube into mom’s ass hole starting with one finger and working my way up to three. Once I think I’ve done enough I rub some on my dick. Spreading mom’s ass cheeks I decide to get this over with quickly. I couldn’t help myself this time as trust through mom’s ass hole. I wanted to savior this since I always was an ass man but I was tiered and my little blue pill was starting to wear out. Mom was whimpering like you wouldn’t believe as I jack hammered her. I didn’t learn till after that even after being a sex slave for seventeen years mom never could handle anal sex without bursting into tears. I was amazed I lasted five minutes fucking her the way I was before shot my load in her ass. As I pulled out mom quickly turned and cleaned me off on last time.
I then petted her again and told her what a good Kennel Bitch she was and left her kennel. Now to choose the dogs that would fuck her I had flipped a coin and the Rottweilers won the toss and the mistress had two ready to go by the time I finish with her. To finish the test I didn’t have to stay after I let the dogs in with her but I wanted to watch my mom be fucked by at least one the four dogs. Dad showed me the switch to let the dogs in with mom I didn’t even hesitate to hit it and open that door. Like flash two horney dogs were on her. She began whimpering and crying again as one grabbed a hold of her neck with his jaws not hard enough to break the skin but hard enough to hold her in place while the other mounted her. He grabbed hold of mom’s hips and began hump her. It took him a few tries before he found her pussy but you could tell by the way she jumped when he did. He was fucking her for a couple of minutes before mom started thrusting back to match his thrusts. That’s when the humiliation set in on mom as she began to whimper worse than ever. I didn’t think I could get it up again but did so to get some relief I woke the Asian bitch and had her suck my dick. Dad not be left out had the mistress bent over and was pounding away on her ass hole. For five more minutes the dog fucked mom before he knotted her then several things happened, one dad filled the mistress’s ass hole full of cum, two the Asian bitch got to swallow a load of my cum, three the Rottweiler fucking mom stepped over her back so they were tied ass to ass, four mom had a massive orgasm, and five as mom had her orgasm the other dog let go her neck and mounted her shoulders shoving it’s dick down her throat. Dad said to leave the boys to the bitch as me and dad watch the mistress make the little brunette slave suck dads cum from her ass.
We then left the bitches to the dogs and returned to the dungeon. Passing the cells dad lead me to another room. The back wall of this room was lined with two foot by two foot by three and a half foot cages, four cages high, and five cages long. Half had girls locked in them, all the girls naked with slandered inch wide steel slave collars steel shackles on their wrists and ankles, arms chained behind their backs, and all most all of them were wearing chastity belts. All the girls looked to be thirteen to fifteen years old. There was one Hispanic, three Asians, and the rest were white save one cage covered with a cloth. “Son this is where all new slaves are brought after they are acquired. I am very proud of you now let’s talk about your birthday present and the second test.” dad says. Birthday present? I thought doing mom was my present I was thinking as dad reached for the cloth. Before I continue I must tell you about a conversation me and dad had last year. Dad had asked what futures I found sexist in women. I told him I didn’t care for giant tits preferred B-cups to C-cups, they had to have a nice ass, good looking legs, I was split between blondes and red heads, but what I found sexist of all were English and Australian accents. Dad pulled the cloth down in the cage was a fourteen year old with strawberry blonde hair that came to just above her fine ass with green tear filled eyes I say about perfectly proportional B-cup breast under a red three inch ribbon tied around them in a big bow. She was restrained the same as the other girls in the cages including the ball gages I forgot to list. Dad told me she was from Melbourne Australia and her name was Megan and is a virgin. Of course as a sex slave she would need a new name.
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The Magical world of Kissing- 2

It is so true that a kiss is not just about the lips or the face. It is about getting every part of your body and mind involved in it, to experience the feeling of togetherness. These different types of Kisses signify different meanings depending on whom you kiss, where is it placed and the purpose behind it.
This articles further details about types of Love or Sexual kisses how they are done and their effect during sexual union.

Is She Worth It? -Chapter 2

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No tip?

I ran home from work a bed was being delivered to my house. It was 4:15pm and the truck was already there. I thought it was strange that he was by himself. I
mean beds aren’t heavy, but are also awkward. He was a huge guy about 6’4″ roughly 280lbs all muscle. He seemed annoyed that I wasn’t there to greet him but
I let him in and he carried my mattress, then boxspring, and finally the frame upstairs to my apartment individually. I felt bad and I explained to him that
I didn’t have time to stop at an ATM for a tip. He then told me “Well, then I have a tip for you”. I expected him to say something sarcastic but what I gotwas something very different. We were standing in the middle of my living room when he gave me the clip board that contained a delivery sheet.The followingexchange took place:
“Sign the sheet” he said coldly I did it then he threw it on my couch.
“Get down on your knees” He ordered while he unbuckled his belt and let it hang.
I asked sharply “Excuse me?”
He took two little baby steps toward me, put his big paw on the top of my head and informed that he wasn’t going to say it again. “I said, get down on your
knees” he said sternly.
It wasn’t his hand pushing me down it was his drill sSargeant like demeanor that intimadated me and I found myself sinking down to my knees.
“Unbutton, unzip, and take down my pants”. I didn’t say nothing, I just did it because this guy towered over me like a wall of muscle.
My hands trembled as I ufastened his button, pulled down his zipper, and yanked down his jeans and underwear in one swoop. My mouth gaped open, and my eyes widened as I stared at a flaccid dick that was about the same size as mine is hard. It hung down about 6.5 inches with plenty of rumpled foreskin, and roomto grow. The head was enormous like the size of a doorknob. The shaft was really really wide. It was like a toddler’s leg. From the base came a huge greenvein that split into two smaller veins and grew farther apart the closer to the head it got. I realized I was staring and snapped back into focus when he spoke.
“I told you I was going to give you a tip, didn’t I?” he said grinning sarcastically. “How about the tip of my dick?”.
“Now open your mouth” he growled.
“But I’m not gay” I tried to reason with him until a hand slapped the side of my face. It instantly felt hot.
“I don’t give a shit, OPEN YOUR MOUTH AND PUT YOUR HANDS BEHIND YOUR BACK!” He was very aggravated and he put his hands defiantly on his hips almost as to beimpatiently waiting for me. I did exactly what he said to do. He sort of aimed himself between my lips and said “that’s it, take me in your mouth”. I leanedforward to accomodate him. I had to open wider as I felt his big cockhead brush past my lips, and finally come to rest halfway down my tongue.
“What are you going to do? Tell on me? Go ahead, but first suck my dick like a good little bitch”. He’s right. There’s no way my pride would let me tell anyone I was forced to suck another man’s cock. How embarassing. I started to slowly bob my head back and forth and clamped down on his shaft with my wet
lips. The first thing I noticed was how spongy it felt. The feel of his foreskin moving seperately from his fat shaft kinda sickened me a little but I forged ahead. He started to get more plump in my mouth as his giant member became increasingly engorged in my mouth. My mouth prodiced a lot of salivia and soon his slick shaft moved freely in and out of my mouth. I nevewr took the head out, but just as my lips would come in contact with the crown I would slide back down and take about 6″ back in my mouth. Other than my jaw muscles getting a little tired the actual act or sucking a big cock wasn’t that bad. It was wrestling with my pride that hurt. I mean, why didn’t I stick up for myself?
He rudely put a firm hand on the back of my head to quicken my pace and take me a little deeper. The head now was ramming into my throat. I didn’t gag but it was a little uncomfortable. I was a little grateful he did this because he took a lot of the pressure off on my neck and jaw muscles. It was now easier to please this man from my knees. I almost got a sense of this is where I belong before a larger, more dominat male. Physically he had about 4″ of height, and 70lbs of muscle. I worked out too but this guy was much more powerfully built then I was. He then grabbed the base of his thickness and started to cock-whip my face with it. He turned my head left to right and slapped my face all over with it telling me to “take it”. He finally stopped bouncing his extra large cock head off of my forehead when he told me to do it. I hesitated, but I grabbed the shaft and started to slap myself with it. God, it was so heavy! This was humiliating. I then had to rub myself with it. After I got done degrading myself nuzzling my face with his meat, he ordered me to stoke his shaft and lick his balls at the same time. I did exactly what he said. I could barely fit my fingers around the fat pole. His balls were big and heavy although the actual sac wasn’t. There were random coarse hairs that nausiated me. I suckled each nut as per his instruction until it was time to take his horse cock back in my mouth.
While it was out of my mouth I kinda judged the size of it using mine as a reference. I would say about 8.5″ long, maybe 5.5 to 6″ in circumference. felt like it weighed about 3 lbs. There were new instuctions. He wanted me to caress his ballsac, and stroke the base while I take him in and out of my mouth. I did exactly as he said. There were two hands now on my head by each ear squeezing my head while I sucked his huge cock. I didn’t mind though, I was actually enjoying it now. I could feel my prick was hard and leaking precum. The feel of his fleash in my mouth left it watering. I liked it. He then moved my hand off the shaft and made me take him in deeper. The head penetrated my throat and I gaged some. he repeated this process about 7 or 8 times. It hurt my throat but the last few times were a little easier on me as I swallowed the head as soon as it entered my throat. Then he said it:
“Yeah, I’m gonna cum soon. I know you want that big 5 day load and I want you to look in my eyes when I do”. I didn’t know how I felt about it. I mean the thought of that stuff in my mouth was disgusting, and there was no going back from having a man spew in your mouth. I can’t lie there was something so erotic about it though. I had that nervous excited feeling when you know your about to go over the edge of a rollar coaster. The build up was killing me.
“Oh yeah, boy here I cum. Take your medicine!’ He grunted. I immediately focused on his eyes. His movements became spastic his breathing a little erratic. He just seemed to be rubbing the first four inches slowly in and out of my mouth, His evil eyes were fixated on mine and I felt like his prey. His fingers dig into my head when I felt it. His huge manhood twitched and I felt a pulse of warm cum spray in my mouth. Then another. He controlled my head it almost seemed with every cumshot he pushed my head in to met it. He kept cumming and cumming. With each blast came a throb from his meat. When I would cum I would shoot 4 times tops, then the rest would dribble out. I think we were up to 7. I couldn’t believe there was an ejaculating man in my mouth and I was aroused by it!
The feeling of that large mushroom exploding in my mouth had me so hot I wanted to cum too. After several large shots, and my lips milking his cock of some more ooze he puuled from my lips. His glistening thick cock looked so appetizing and inviting I wanted him back in my mouth.
“Show it to me”. He commanded. I opened my mouth wide and showed him the contents of his nuts that now polluted my mouth. There was a strange aroma in my mouth but I can’t say it was bad.
“Now swallow it”. I gulped it down and I got the full flavor of it as it passed my tongue and slid down my throat. It was salty, bitter and somewhat unpleasant but not unbearable. “That’s right boy, take your medicine.” Exactly, it was like bad tasting medicine but it was so erotic to take another man’s load. I loved it. My cock was throbbing in my pants. Before he left he slapped me several times with his deflating cock and cleaned off the last emerging jizz on my face from the slit.
“Don’t wipe it off, wear it proudly like a badge”.

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I’d been trying to bring bondage into our relationship for a few months. As a little girl, I’d always enjoyed games that involved tying each other up, be it cops and robbers, cowboys and Indians, whatever. I’d evolved into somewhat of a switch, finding almost equal joy in restraining and toying with others as I did being restrained.
My boyfriend had resisted all my attempts, citing weirdness, uncomfortablitiy, claustrophobia, and that he “didn’t want to do that” to me. After months of discussions to what bondage actually was and what it entailed (as opposed to the leather whips and chains misconception), he’d relented and started experimenting.
There was always a D/s aspect to our relationship. Inevitably, when one or both of us wanted to fuck, one or the other would assume a dominant role. He enjoyed having me get naked in front of him, and pushing my head down when I blew him. I enjoyed toying and teasing him until he couldn’t stand it any more.
We’d progressed to the point where we’d brought handcuffs into sex. “Here, put these on,” I told him, tossing him a pair of short linked cuffs as he walked into the bedroom one night. “Oh no, no no babe,” I told him as he started to slip them on. “Behind the back.”
He raised an eyebrow before shifting his arms behind him and clinking them shut. I walked over to him smiling, taking in the gorgeous sight of his helpless body. He was 5’11, towering compared to my 5’2, skinny at a little over 150 pounds, but all muscle.
I noted with some satisfaction that the bulge in his shorts had grown considerably larger. I’d worn a thin black tank top that showed all the cleavage my 36B breasts could afford. My white sweatpants did little to hide the black thong I wore, showing off my built ass and legs. At 130 pounds, I was very nearly a physical match for him. It made things like this all the better.
“My, I do like having you helpless,” I said with a smile, tracing my hand up his leg and brushing his hard 7’’ cock. I walked around behind him to find that he, once again, had cuffed himself loosely affording some means of escape.
“Well, not completely helpless,” I said to a questioning look by him. Before he could react, I tightened both wrists, locking him in until a time when I felt merciful.
“What’s the matter baby?” I cooed at his nervous look. “Did I ruin your safety net?” His look confirmed my comment. “Don’t worry, I’ll play nice.” I grabbed his cock and stroked it through his pants. Some of the nervousness faded into arousal as he loosened up, albeit slightly. “I love toys…and that’s what you are for me tonight. A toy.”
His gaze softened at that, getting more into the mood.
“Now,” I said, walking around him once more, allowing my eyes to wander lecherously, making him feel dirty for once. “You might be bigger and stronger than me, but none of that matters now,” I eyed him slyly, making sure he saw my eyes flit to his cock again. “But I think I need to be at a bit more of an advantage. I pulled myself close, breathing on his neck, pressing my body against him, increasing his arousal. I gave his ass a playful squeeze before running them up his body and slipping my hands under his thin and weathered T shirt.
It had several holes throughout over years of use and abuse, though it wasn’t one of his favorites. I deftly threaded my fingers through some of the holes, and in one swift motion ripped the fabric off his body.
Before he could protest I put a finger to his lips and ran the other hand up and down his bare chest, taking great care to run my fingertips lightly over his six-pack, down to the edge of his shorts. Smiling at him I slid the fingers an inch beneath the waistband, just car enough down so they brushed the tip of his cock, causing him to gasp suddenly before returning them to their place around his waste. Well, maybe a tad lower on his hips, giving me more skin to look at.
By now his cock was straining at his thin mesh shorts, a very apparent bulge beneath his waist. “Do you want to be freed?” I asked him. He nodded and smiled.
I stood back and watched him. “Well, go right ahead,” I told him. He hurried, his cuffed hands struggling to loosen his shorts. He managed to pull them down halfway to his thighs before wiggling to maneuver them down his legs. I couldn’t help but giggle at his eagerness. He went to work on his boxers, but I stopped him.
“That’s good enough for now,” I told him, holding them up. He looked disappointed, but his expression changed when I slid to my knees and slipped his cock out through the slit.
I slid it into my mouth, maintaining eye contact with him, enjoying the taste and the feeling of his hardness in my mouth. Recently, through some practice with a few ever willing bananas, I’d learned to deepthroat.
Inch by inch I slid his cock down my throat, never breaking eye contact until my chin reached his balls. He rolled his head back and moaned at the sight of me swallowing him whole. I deep throated him a few more times before pulling off, leaving him bewildered.
“There’ll be more for you later…if you’re a good boy. Now take those boxers off.”
He started to struggle with them, unable to pull them down thanks to the resistance his exposed cock was providing. After several minutes of struggling under my amusement, he finally managed to haul the front over his cock and work them down his legs. “Good boy,” I told him, reaching down to grab them and toss them aside. I made sure to straighten out slowly, giving him a nice long look at my ample cleavage.
I licked my lips and looked at his rock hard cock. “Having fun babe?” I asked him, not bothering not to stare. Out of the periphery of my vision I saw him nod eagerly.
I grabbed a backpack and pulled it over to where he stood. I stole a glance at him again and smiled, thoroughly enjoying the situation. I grabbed an implement and walked over to him, kneeling before him once more.
“What are you doing?” he asked nervously as I fiddled around his cock with the leather straps.
“I’m giving myself a bit more control.” I wrapped the device around about 4 inches of his shaft. It was a cock leash, giving me about a four foot length to lead him around by.
“Baby…” he started nervously, but I cut him off, giving a slight tug on the lead.
“Be a good boy now…it’s not like you have much choice.” I pulled, harder this time, forcing him to follow me around the room. He didn’t seem to be thrilled about it, but his cock was just as hard as it was before.
“Don’t look so glum baby, I’m having fun.”
I led him around the room a few more times before grabbing a chair and sitting him down, finally freeing his cock from the leather confines of the leash. I swung his arms over the low back of the chair and fastened the cuffs to one of the horizontal bars that made up the back of the chair.
I grabbed his cock and stroked it idly while kissing him full on the lips. “To make sure you can’t go anywhere,” I told him. I kissed my way down his body, stopping only to lick a ring around his head before grabbing more equipment and going to work on his ankles. I deftly tied them to each leg of the chair, further securing him.
“Nice,” I said, marveling at his helplessness, “but I don’t have quite the access I want.”
The chair was old, wooden and simple. There were two armrests that protruded from the back of the chair and rested on single dowels on either side. Since the chair was old, some of the glue wasn’t as effective as it used to me. I pulled both arms up and off of the dowels and removed them. Now the arms only stuck out from the back of the chair, leaving a space between them and the seat.
Before he could process what was happening, I pushed both legs wide of the dowel holes and replaced them, spreading his legs wide. Grabbing still more rope, I secured his legs to the arms of the chair.
“Now the fun can begin,” I taunted him, grabbing the bottom of my tank top and peeling it over my head. I wore no bra beneath, and my B’s cups dropped minutely at their freedom. It was his turn to lick his lips as he eyed me salaciously.
“Oops,” I said, tossing the tank top aside and walked in front of him. “Too bad you can’t do anything about it. I turned around, leaning towards him and started rubbing my ass against his cock. I knew the rough feeling of the cotton sweatpants would drive him wild.
He moaned as my ass worked his cock. I knew he wanted nothing more than to roughly grab my tits and pull me close to him, to thrust into me powerfully and take over sexually.
I wasn’t about to let that happen. I turned around and surveyed the carnage of my work. His head was rolled back and he was straining at his bonds. When his head lifted and he finally looked at me once more, I peeled my sweatpants down to reveal a miniscule black thong that barely covered my shaved pussy.
“Enjoy the view? I know I’m enjoying mine,” I said with a smile. I pulled up a stool and sat right in front of him, leaning over so my hair spilled onto his inner thighs and around his cock. I breathed on him lightly, causing him to jump within the ropes and strain to bring himself closer to my lips.
With some effort, he managed to inch himself close, just brushing my lips with the tip of his cock. A strand of precum fell making a line from his cock up to my mouth. I broke it with my tongue and gulped the tiny bit of sweetness down.
“That wasn’t very good,” I scolded him. “Do we need to restrain you some more?”
“No, I’m pretty stuck as it is,” he replied with a grin.
“Nonsense,” I said getting up and grabbing more rope. I wrapped several strands around his midsection, holding him straight against the back of the chair. I looped more around his thighs, restringing his legs further.
When satisfied I sat back down and resumed my position. He tried in vain to bring himself closer to me but the new bonds held him fast.
“Mmm,” I moaned, sliding him into his mouth, bobbing halfway down rhythmically for a few moments before pulling off. “I love sucking your cock babe,” I stroked it softly while looking into his eyes, “but I’m going to do it on my terms.”
Much to his disappointment, I stood and pulled something else from the backpack. I pulled it out of the case and snapped the shutter.
“What are you doing?” he asked nervously as I took picture after picture of his helplessness.
“Preserving the moment,” I replied sweetly, zooming in on his cock and snapping a few more pictures. Satisfied, I zipped it back in the case and sat down.
“Now, what can I do with you?”
“Blow me?” He replied begging.
I ran a fingernail lightly up his shaft causing him to shudder. “Eventually…but I want to have some more fun with you.” I looked at him slyly for a moment, running my hands up and down his inner thighs. “Actually, blowing you isn’t such a bad idea.”
I moved off the stool to my knees, this time taking the full length of him into my mouth. I strained the confines of my throat with his cock, holding down for several seconds before slowly sliding my lips back up to his head. I pulled off and stopped. “You have to do something for me…” He looked at me bewildered, unable to speak. “You have to let me know when you’re going to cum. Okay?” He nodded and I resumed sucking him, picking up my pace this time.
I placed my hands on his thighs as I shamelessly deepthroated him over and over again. I leaned my head back slightly with every upswing ensuring he could feel the full length of my tongue. I stared right at him, but before long his head was rolled back in ecstasy.
“Oh god, oh god,” he moaned repeatedly as I continued to pleasure him.
Before long, “Oh god, I’m gonna cum…” As soon as the words left his mouth, I stopped and pulled off. He stared at me, incredulous. “Don’t stop…please…”
“I don’t think you’re in a position to give orders,” I told him with a smile, enjoying his agony. “How bad do you want to get off tonight?”
“Tonight?” he breathed, begging.
“Yes, I have something you want…very very badly from the looks of things. What are you willing to do to get it?”
He paused for a moment. “What do you want?” He asked hopelessly.
I thought about it. “I want to do this more often…much more often,” I said, licking my lips at the thought of having more control.
“How often?”
“As often as I want,” I said, dropping the hammer.
“How often is that?” he asked nervously.
“Tsk, tsk, trying to set terms? Yes or no? Yes gets you the blowjob you so crave, albeit the way I want to do it.”
“Yes.”
“My, that was easy…you must be really horny.” He nodded emphatically.
I dropped back to my knees. “We’re going to this a little differently. You don’t have to tell me when you’re going to cum, but you do need to get permission. Cum to early, and need I remind you, you’ve got two nice sensitive balls…and no hands. Understand?”
He nodded. I smiled, maintained eye contact and began sucking him much more. The earlier action still preyed on his body. He was ready in no time. “Can I cum?” I swatted his thighs, hard. “Say please,” I demanded in the split second his cock was out of my mouth.
“Please may I cum?” Still looking at him, I shook my head. “Oh god,” he moaned, gritting his teeth and tensing up. At this pace, it wasn’t even fair. I slowed to an easier, but more agonizing rhythm, but did not stop working him with my mouth and tongue.
“Unh, unh, unh,” he grunted with each bob of my head. I could feel his cock start to twitch in my mouth. Seconds later…”please may I cum?” I shook my head again. “Oh god baby, I can’t take this much longer,” he pleaded, “please may I cum?”
I denied him once again, and increased my pace. His eyes went wide. I wrapped my hand tightly around my shaft, buying precious more seconds. He’d have been levitating out of his chair at that moment if the ropes hadn’t held him down. As it was he was hurting himself straining against them.
“Oh god, oh god, please, please, please…” was all he managed to get out.
This time I rewarded his patience by nodding, and moving my efforts to his head. “Ahh, fuck,” he screamed, before he bit down hard on his lip.
His cock swelled to a nearly impossible girth within me, holding for several seconds before squirting many hard streams into my mouth and down my throat. I moaned happily when his cum reached my tastebuds, reveling in the sweet saltiness.
He continued cumming hard for several more seconds before it finally died to a slow drip. I milked him with my hand, making sure to drain him completely. When I was satisfied I’d gotten the last drop, I pulled off him and showed him the massive load he’d dropped in my mouth. I could only hold it for a few seconds, and even then some dribbled down my chin. I swallowed and licked the last little trickle off my face.
“Good boy,” I said giving his weary cock a little pat.
I moved over to the pack and grabbed a collar. I fitted it around his neck and padlocked it shut.
“What?”
I put my finger to his lips.
“Shhh, you’re mine now.”

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Kidnapping New Whores

This story is complete fiction of the abduction of a whole family and what happens to them! It is meant for the pleasure of this web site audience! Hope you enjoy it!

PASSIONATE SEX IN A VAN

A young couple were making passionate love in the guy’s van…..when suddenly the girl, being a bit on the kinky side, yells out “Oh big boy, whip me, whip me!”
The guy, not wanting to pass up this unique opportunity, obviously did not have any whips on hand, but in a flash of inspiration, he opens the window, snaps the antenna off his van and proceeds to whip the girl until they both collapse in sado-masochistic ecstasy.
About a week later, the girl notices that the marks left by the whipping session are starting to fester a bit so she goes to the doctor. The doctor takes one look at the wounds and asks, “Did you get these marks having sex?”
The girl is a little embarrassed but admits that, yes, she did.
Nodding his head knowingly the doctor exclaims, “I thought so, because in all my years of doctoring you’ve got the worst case of van aerial disease that I’ve ever seen.”

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DRUNK WITH STOLEN CAR

A drunk man is stumbling around a parking lot with his keys in his hand. A police officer takes notice and decides he’d better go and check it out, so he walks up to the drunk man and asks him what he’s doing. The drunk man replies, ” Somebody stole my car! It was right here and now I can’t find it. Somebody stole it!!”
The officer assures the man that he will help him find his car. “Sir,” the officer says, “Where was the last place you saw you car?”
The drunk man replies,”The last time I saw my car, it was attached to this key here!” as he hold up his car keys. The officer chuckles at the man then notices the drunk man’s penis is hanging out. Trying not to laugh, the officer says, “Sir, are you aware that your manhood is out dangling in the wind?”
The drunk man looks at the officer inquisitively then looks down at his penis. He jumps and yells “Holy Shit! They got my wife too!”

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DIARY OF A GIGOLO 4

Janet wanted to watch her boyfriend suck a ‘very well endowed man’ while she watched.
When I arrived Janet was very effusive and obviously excited at the arrangements she had made. “You are a good looking man. Can’t wait to see your big cock, especially with my man Tony sucking it.”