Masturbation

Fantasm

The Office Junior – Part 15

I’m so sorry this has taken so long. Life has been a bit crazy and i just haven’t been able to write at all. The story is taking a pretty different course which i realize is not going to be for everyone. Sorry if it’s not to your taste.

Fantasm

The game

The choke chain tightened around my neck cutting off my air. I thrashed beneath Nick as he continued to thrust violently into my convulsing cunt. I bucked wildly against him trying to keep my eyes focussed on his face as the edges of my vision darkened. A feeling of euphoric bliss blossomed and exploded in the pit of my stomach flowing outward from it’s epicenter in my womb to wash through my entire body. I could feel the muscles in my rippling vagina clamp down on Nick’s thick, rigid cock.
My hands clawed at the chain around my throat as I realized he wasn’t letting up. My chest ached as my deprived lungs screamed for air. My orgasm, as intense as when it had first rocked through me, arched my body impossibly until just my heels and the crown of my head remained in contact with the bed. Nick slammed into my gushing cunt mercilessly, the end of the choke chain wrapped in his fist as he pulled it tighter.
Light faded and my body fell limp.
***
Nick slapped me hard and I groaned without opening my eyes. He slapped me again and I roused enough to realize his hard cock was just above my face, a gossamer strand of clear ooze hung from the tip to slide down the side of my nose onto my cheek. I knew what he wanted before he spoke.
“Suck it, you filthy slut,” he growled.
I shivered. His harsh words sent a thrill of pleasure along my spine. I opened my mouth and dug the tip of my tongue into his piss hole to scoop out the pre-cum gathered there. He shoved his cock into my mouth, his hands gripping the sides of my head as he forced himself into my throat and started fucking my face. I gagged on him and he moaned softly as my throat convulsed on the head of his penis.
I reached between my legs and slid my fingers through the wet folds of my cunt as I sucked and licked his thrusting cock. I lifted my wet fingers to explore the crack of his ass. Finding his tight pucker, I pushed my middle finger against it insistently. Feeling it give and stretch I slid my finger deep into his clenching ass and and began to thrust, matching his rhythm in my mouth.
His breathing ragged, he wrapped his hands around fistfuls of my hair lifting my head as he shoved all 7” of his steel hard cock into my mouth. The spongy head pushed against the back of my throat and he growled deep in his chest as he erupted. There was no question of spit or swallow. It was swallow or drown as he released a torrent of semen directly into my constricting throat. So I swallowed as I continued to fuck his ass with my finger. My tongue undulating against his shaft as I drank his precious sperm, milking his balls dry.
When he had spent his load in my mouth and his cock began to soften, he let his piss begin to pour into my mouth. It didn’t surprise me anymore. I almost expected it. I made a gurgling sound around his thick penis as I tried to keep up with the flow. I swallowed frantically, knowing well what he’d do to me if I let one drop spill from between my lips. I chased his sperm with gulp after gulp of his hot piss.
Finished, he fell to the bed and laid beside me, his chest rising and falling rapidly while we both caught our breath. After a few minutes he pulled me against him and kissed me deeply as he stroked my hair. I snuggled against him, happy that he’d allowed me to survive another encounter. I knew there would come a day he didn’t. It kept things really interesting.
“Ready to play?” he asked slapping my ass hard.
I laughed as I sat up and swung my legs over the side of the bed looking back at him over my shoulder. “I’m always ready, baby.”
***
I stepped into the bright, late afternoon sunlight and looked around. There were a few people enjoying the motel swimming pool. A family on their way to vacation someplace a lot more exciting than this little pimple of a town in way the fuck and beyond gone Nebraska. At least that’s what I assumed. I couldn’t imagine anyone choosing McCook as their dream vacation destination.
I ran my hand over the red hair of the wig I wore and pushed the large, dark glasses up onto the bridge of my nose. Nick and I weren’t here. The motel room had been paid for with a stolen credit card as was the rented car. Our IDs were very expensive forgeries. Denver and the secluded rented cabin by some mountain lake was as far as anyone could track us.
He unlocked the driver’s side door of the silver Pontiac and climbed in before popping the lock on my side. I got in and fidgeted with the wig again. He started the car and backed out of the space in front of our room.
“Let the wig alone,” he said. “It looks fine.”
I folded my hands in my lap and watched the little frame houses pass my window as he headed out of town. Neither of us spoke. I could feel the pent up energy boiling off my lover. He’d been waiting for this ever since I’d introduced him to my uptight, good girl roommate Jeanie nearly a year before and he had started his onlline friendship with her.
A few miles out of town he turned off the blacktop onto a dirt road. I hadn’t known until Jeanie had brought me home with her last Christmas that there were still dirt roads. Her parents lived on a small ranch that sat, literally, in the middle of nowhere. Their nearest neighbor was at least two miles away.
Nick turned onto the lane that led back to the house. I pulled the red wig off my head and shook out my long, dark hair. I tossed the wig into the back seat and retrieved the large tote bag I’d stashed behind the driver’s seat when we had picked the car up. He glanced over at me as I settled back into my seat.
“Feel better?” he asked with a grin.
“Much,” I said hugging the nylon bag on my lap.
Nick parked the car behind the red pickup in the driveway. We got out and he took the bag from me as we walked toward the house. He stood off to the side with his back against the wall and I knocked. The curtain moved and someone looked through one of the small panes in the door.
The door opened and Jeanie’s mom stared at me through the screened storm door. “Haley,” she said wrinkling her nose as though she smelled something bad. “What are you doing here?”
“I need to talk to Jeanie,” I said trying to work up a tear.
“You really should have called.”
“I know, Beverly” I said sniffling. “I just had to get away from my dad. I didn’t know anywhere else that he wouldn’t find me.”
That did it. Jeanie’s mother was convinced my father was the devil. She pushed the door open and stood back to let me enter. Before she could let it swing shut Nick stepped through and swung the heavy duffle bag hitting her square in her smug face. Her head snapped back and she dropped to the floor, stunned by the unexpected blow.
Straddling her stomach I opened the bag. As I extracted the roll of duct tape I heard Jeanie screaming for her dad. I looked up for a second as Nick rushed after her, then turned back to my task. Working quickly, I wrapped duct tape around the wrists of the stunned, older women beneath me. I covered her mouth with a strip of silver then swung my leg over her body and turned to bind her ankles together.
I stood up and dragged her by her feet to the the stairs that lead down to the family room in the basement. I started dragging her down the steps then stood aside and let her slide. A muffled cry of pain or surprise left her as she landed in a heap at the bottom. I followed, jumping off the third step from the bottom to land on her stomach. She made a loud whooshing sound as all the air left her body and she jerked her knees up.
Jeanie’s dad had started down the steps before I had a chance to drag his wife into the nice, comfy seating area. He was followed by his wide eyed daughter. Her pale cheeks were wet with tears and Nick held a gun to her ribs. It wasn’t loaded, but neither Jeanie or her dad knew that.
Nick shoved Jeanie toward where her mother lay on the floor. She stumbled then kneeled by the bitch’s prone form. I grabbed her by her blond pony tail and dragged her to the sofa. Pulling her up to sit beside me, I wrapped my arms around her.
“Why are you doing this?” she whined pathetically as she watched Nick direct her father to the straight back chair he had set at the far end of the room.
I kissed her cheek and she winced. “We just stopped by to visit,” I said giving her a little squeeze. “Haven’t you missed me?”
“This isn’t just a visit. What do you want?”
I curled up next to her, my arms still around her, resting my head on her stiff shoulder while we watched Nick tie her dad to the chair. “I thought you would enjoy meeting Nick,” I said softly against her ear.
Her eyes flew open wide as she looked at the man tightening the rope around her father’s chest. The man that had won her trust and befriended her online. The man she’d turned to and confided in time and again as I had tormented her with the knowledge that I had fucked her daddy right after the beginning of our last year of college. That I’d done him more than once. I’d even fucked him here in this room when she’d brought home with her for Christmas while she and her mother were upstairs making cookies.
Nick finished tying off the rope binding her father to the chair and crossed the room to stand smiling down at my BFF. Jeanie trembled in my embrace as Nick knelt and reached out to stroke her cheek. She made a choking sound as she tried to swallow her sob.
“Hey, baby,” he said softly, almost soothingly. “You’re going to be a good girl for me, right?”
Jeanie stared at him uncomprehendingly. The hand that had been caressing her cheek drew back and slapped her sharply. She jerked her head back and cried out in shocked surprise.
“Answer me,” he said gripping her chin firmly.
“Yes,” she whimpered. “I’ll be good.”
He patted her cheek then stood up. Jeanie watched him with fear growing in her eyes as he reached into the bag and pulled out another length of rope. I let my hands glide down the front of her taut body to the snap on her white denim shorts.
“No, baby,” Nick said stopping me before I could open her fly. “Jeanie’s going to take them off for me.”
I laughed at the look of dull confusion on her face as Nick took her hand and pulled her to her feet. She had never been the brightest person I knew. She was kind of vapid, actually. It was a good thing she was pretty.
Nick leaned down and kissed Jeanie. She pressed her hands against his chest like she actually thought there was some way she was going to stop what was happening. He held her face between his hands and rested his forehead against hers.
“Take the shorts off,” he said so gently it was almost a caress.
Jeanie shook her head.
“Make it easy or make it hard, baby,” he said in a menacingly soft voice. “It’s up to you. Take them off now, though, or your mom is going to pay.”
Jeanie sobbed as she unzipped the shorts. Off to the side good old Roger found his voice and began to pray out loud. Nick ignored him as Jeanie pushed her shorts down and stepped out of them. He slipped his fingers under the elastic in the leg on one side and hooked his thumb under the other to pull the crotch of her white cotton panties tight between the lips of her pussy.
She whimpered as he rubbed her clit with the bunched fabric. Her hands that had been pushing at him curled into fists clenched around his shirt as she tried to steady herself. Nick pulled up hard and she cried out as she went up on her toes.
He let go of her panties and slid his hand between her legs. Jeanie moaned loudly as he shoved his fingers into her cunt. He thrust in and out roughly and I could hear the slurping, sucking sound they made.
I laughed. “You’re a fucking slut, Jeanie,” I said mockingly. “You’re getting wet for the man that’s going to rape you.”
Tears were flowing down her face again and her dad was still calling on God to protect them as Nick stripped Jeanie’s panties off and tossed them to me.
“Take care of him,” he ordered as he forced my former room mate onto her knees. “And gag him.”
I rummaged through the duffle bag and pulled out the brown prescription bottle. Popping the top off I dumped two of the 20 mg tablets of Cialis into the palm of my hand. I snapped the cap back on and dropped the bottle into the bag. I grabbed the roll of duct tape.
“Hey, Rog,” I said straddling his lap.
“You have to stop this, Haley,” he said a little unsteadily. “You can’t bring this man into my…”
“I didn’t bring him here,” I said. “Jeanie invited him.”
Roger looked at me blankly. I held the almond shaped yellow tablets up to his lips. He pulled his head back and clamped his lips together stubbornly. I laughed and pinched his nose shut.
“It’s like Nick said,” I told him. “You can make it easy or you can make it hard, but you’re going to swallow these pills. If you want to watch your wife and daughter suffer first…”
He opened his mouth and I pushed the pills to the back of his tongue. I know his mouth had to be dry, but he swallowed the tablets without any farther resistance. I shoved the wet crotch of his daughter’s underwear into his mouth and covered it with a strip of tape. I saw his throat work as he swallowed hard again and I could swear I felt his cock twitch.
I slid back off his lap and turned to watch as Nick finished hog-tying Jeanie, ankles to wrists behind her back. He stood up and gazed admiringly down at her bowed body. Naked from the waist down she tried to squeeze her her thighs together, then groaned and spread her knees to relieve the strain on her joints.
Nick pushed the pointed toe of his cowboy boot against the glistening opening of her cunt and she screamed. I knew he wasn’t hurting her yet. I’d taken more of that boot in my pussy many times. Jeanie was just such a baby about everything. She wasn’t going to enjoy much of what Nick had planned for her.
He laughed at her as she tried to squirm away from him. Looking over at me as he unbuckled his belt, he asked, “You know where he keeps his shotguns?”
Beside me Roger moaned around his daughter’s panties. I nodded. He kept his shotguns in an unlocked, glass front case in their living room upstairs.
“Go,” Nick ordered.
I started toward the stairs. “Buckshot,” he said before I reached the bottom step.
I nodded and ran up the stairs. In the living room I opened the front of the gun case and lifted one of the shotguns from it’s rack. Opening the long drawer, I grabbed a blue box of shells.
Nick was folding his jeans when I got back downstairs. He laid them neatly on top of his folded shirt. He was kind of particular about things like that. He refused to tolerate my clutter and insisted that everything be in it’s proper place and the house kept spotless. The only chaos Nick allowed was that which he created.
And he was about to start creating. He pulled on a pair of latex surgical gloves then grabbed a handful of Bev’s hair to drag her across the floor. The old kitchen table in the corner served for their family game nights. Now it was going to be used for a different kind of game. Nick hoisted Bev onto the formica surface, dumping her onto her back. He lifted her by her throat and slammed her head against the table top.
“Don’t move,” he told her harshly.
He strode back to where Jeanie lay crying softly. “Bring the bag,” he said to me as he lifted Jeanie by one elbow to half drag, half carry her to the table where her mother lay still.
I followed him carrying the bag, the shotgun, and shells. He dropped Jeanie and positioned her on her back just in front of the table. I dropped the bag next to her and handed the shotgun to Nick. Without warning he brought the butt up sharply and rammed it into my midsection. I doubled over with a surprised grunt.
“Finger prints, you stupid cunt,” he growled at me.
“I’ve been here before,” I reminded him angrily. “I can explain my finger prints if I have to.”
He smiled unpleasantly and I suspected he wasn’t really worried about my carelessness. If they did dust for finger prints ours wouldn’t be the only unidentified prints they found. His treatment of me had a lot more to do with the fact that he wasn’t going to be able to leave too many marks on Jeanie. Nothing that couldn’t be explained by her crazed father losing it and raping his daughter before murdering his family and killing himself.
Nick opened the box of shells and extracted two. Carrying the shotgun with him he dropped to one knee behind Roger. He placed one shell in Roger’s palm and squeezed his fingers against it then loaded it into one chamber before doing the same with the second shell.
He stood up and returned to the table where Beverly lay quietly with her eyes tightly shut. Propping the loaded gun against the wall, he reached out and ripped the tape off Bev’s mouth. He lifted her legs, pressing her knees to her chest and spread her ass cheeks.
“No, please,” Bev moaned miserably. “Please don’t.”
Nick laughed and turned to me. His cock was thick and rigid, standing proudly from the crisp curls at its base. I wanted to kneel and worship it with my mouth, to fondle his tight balls while I stroked and sucked the nectar that I craved from his testicles. I knew that wasn’t what he wanted from me now.
I pulled a condom from the duffle bag and opened the foil with my teeth. He hated condoms, but they were necessary this time. I took the thin latex out of its package and rolled it onto is erection. He stood behind Bev, one foot on either side of Jeanie’s head.
He looked down at my friend’s stricken face. “Mommy first, baby,” he said grinning. “Don’t worry, though. I promise there will be plenty left for you.”
Placing one hand on the back of each of her thighs, he pushed her legs up. Bev started whimpering and begging him to stop. He pushed the head of his rampant cock against her tight sphincter and she screamed as he shoved it into her.
I fell to my knees and crawled under the table. Lifting Jeanie’s head onto my lap I watched as Nick savagely fucked Bev’s ass. His cock was streaked with her blood and she was screaming mindlessly as he pumped into her torn anus.
Jeanie squeezed her eyes shut to close out the sight of her mother’s violation. I popped her a little one on the chin and her eyes flew open. She looked a little dazed, but I knew it wasn’t from the gentle tap I’d just given her.
“Watch,” I ordered her, “or I’m going to feed you that condom when he’s done.”
Her eyes widened then fixed on Nick’s hard cock pounding into her mother’s bleeding ass. His rhythm quickened and I could hear him grunting as he slammed into her abused body. Jeanie was crying harder, whether for her mom or because she knew what was in store for her I didn’t know. Nick groaned and pushed deep into Bev’s ass and I knew he was cumming.
I let Jeanie’s head slide off my lap as I crawled from under the table. I picked up a ziploc bag and peeled the dirty condom off Nick’s deflating penis, dropping it into the plastic bag. I sucked him into my mouth and cleaned his cum from his twitching cock.
He stroked my hair then picked up the shotgun. Lifting her legs to rest against his chest, Nick pushed the muzzle of the gun against the opening of her cunt. She shrieked and started beating her heels against him ineffectually. She tried to push him away with her feet as he shove a few inches of the barrel into her dry pussy.
“Nnnoooooooooooo!” she wailed as I grabbed her around the calves and pulled her legs up and held them so Nick could fuck her good and hard with the barrel of the shotgun that was becoming Bev’s last lover.
She bucked wildly, rolling her hips as he thrust deeper and deeper into her cunt. It looked for all the world like she was fucking the gun back, probably with a lot more enthusiasm than she’d ever fucked her husband. Nick had at least 10” of the barrel in her ravaged pussy when she finally stopped struggling. Her breathing was rapid and shallow and her eyes were glassy.
“Stand back,” he said to me.
I stepped back and he withdrew a few inches of the barrel. Resting the stock by his hip, he squeezed the triggers and fired both barrels into her vagina. Even though I was expecting it, the loud report in the confines of the family room made me jump. Bev’s body jerked then twitched as she went limp, her eyes wide and empty. A pool of blood spread beneath her body, spilling over the edges of the table and blood dripped from her ruined cunt onto her daughter’s upturned face.
Nick pulled the barrel out of Bev’s dead body and dropped it on the floor. Jeanie was completely still and quiet as he rolled her onto her belly and dropped to his knees between her thighs. He pulled the surgical gloves off and bunched his fingers together to shove them into her wet cunt. She grunted as he thrust into her, working more and more of his hand into her pussy with each hard stroke.
His cock was rising as he tucked his thumb against his palm and she writhed as he buried his entire hand in her cunt. I slipped my hand under my short skirt and began rubbing the wet crotch of my panties. I would have sat in front of her face and made her eat my dripping pussy, but Nick didn’t want to have to clean up when we were done. This was supposed to be in and out, so to speak.
I pulled my panties aside and rammed two fingers into my drenched vagina as I watched Nick pound the inside of Jeanie’s cunt with his fist. The lips of her tortured pussy were stretched so tight over his forearm that the skin was white. The force of his powerful thrusts was sliding her body across the carpet so he put his free hand on her back to hold her down.
My breathing came in panting gasps as I watched the walls of Jeanie’s cunt pull out, grasping at his arm as he withdrew and sliding back with his inward stroke. I leaned back a little and worked my fingers in and out of my cunt rapidly while pressing my thumb against my swollen clit.
Nick pulled out so just his hand was still inside her. He twisted his wrist back and forth and Jeanie’s face screwed up. Her mouth hung open and she was panting like a bitch in heat. Nick rocked his hand inside her cunt then thrust in hard and deep.
Jeanie arched her back and screamed and I knew he was pushing his fingers into her cervix. I cried out as my cunt clenched on my fingers and I came shivering violently with the force of my orgasm. I rode the waves of my climax with my fingers buried in my spasming cunt as Nick finger fucked her uterus. She moaned pathetically as she kissed the carpet, her face rubbing back and forth on the floor as he continued to torment her.
He looked at me as he pulled his hand out of her gaping cunt. “You’re pretty fucking useless, aren’t you?” he asked me, watching me suck my cum coated fingers as he put on a fresh condom.
I knew he didn’t expect an answer, but I couldn’t keep my mouth shut. “I love you, too,” I said sarcastically.
His look told me that I was going to pay for my smart mouth later, but he was occupied with more pressing matters at the moment. He rose onto his knees and pushed his arms through the space between Jeanie’s calves and hips and braced himself with his hands against the floor. I moved forward quickly to guide the head of his engorged cock to her tightly puckered anus.
His thick penis bent a little as it tried to gain entrance to her ass. She moaned loudly as her sphincter gave enough for the head of his cock to push through. He paused for just a second then shoved all the way in. She shuddered and went completely limp as he began to rape her virgin ass.
Jesus, baby,” he groaned. “She’s so fucking tight. Wake her up.”
I rummaged through the duffle bag and found the smelling salts. Turning her head toward me I snapped the vial under her nose. She jerked as she came to.
“Stay with us, sweetie,” I said tapping her cheek. “Nick wants to see how much you’re enjoying his cock.”
Jeanie sobbed as Nick literally pounded the shit out of her. He leaned over her back pressing her down and changing his angle of penetration to make her rape as painful as possible. She shrieked and I knew he had to be tearing her.
Having cum already when he was fucking Bev’s ass I knew he was going to be a while in Jeanie. It was why he’d done her mother first. Jeanie was the reason we were here. He’d spent nearly ten months playing the shy, lonely, older man just looking to befriend some sweet young girl. Just someone nice and pure to talk to.
She had fallen for it all so beautifully, confiding in her friend, exchanging syrupy emails and telling him all about her final year in college. She’d complained to him about what a horrible friend I was. She cried to him about how I made her feel so insignificant and unattractive. And he had consoled her.
I moved to kneel beside him. I leaned down and cupped my hand over his swinging balls, pressing them against against his body as I extended my tongue to run it over and around his anus. He slowed his rhythm, fucking her slow and deep while I licked his asshole.
I sat back on my heels and sucked my fingers, wetting them with my saliva. He groaned, a shiver of pleasure running up his spine as I gently pushed my forefinger into his anus and began directly stimulating his prostrate. I matched my rhythm to his as he continued to fuck Jeanie, pushing deeper and deeper into her bowels.
He wrapped his arms around her body and quickened his pace as my finger drove him toward his release. Jeanie was whimpering beneath him as he pounded into her torn and bleeding rectum. His breathing grew ragged and I pushed a second finger into his ass, twisting my hand back and forth as I thrust in and out.
“Oh fuck,” he growled as he began to pound his rampant cock into her as fast and hard as he could.
He shoved his cock into her, his ass clenching on my fingers as he filled the tip of the condom with his cum. He held the base of his cock and pulled out of her anus, carefully removing the condom and dropping it into the ziploc I held open with the first one he’d used.
I leaned down and licked the length of his softening prick before taking him into my mouth to finish sucking him clean. His cock twitched as my tongue undulated against the head. He stroked my hair as his breathing returned to normal. I let his flaccid penis slip from between my lips and laid my head on his lap.
“Let’s finish this,” he said after a few moments.
He stood up and prodded Jeanie with his foot. She moaned, but didn’t try to move. Nick flipped her onto her back. Her eyes were open, but vacant and she had rug burns on her chin, nose, and forehead. Nick grasped her jaw and turned her head toward him. Her eyes remained unfocused.
“Get her daddy ready to go,” he said withdrawing the unloaded handgun from the duffle bag.
I knelt in front of Roger and opened the front of his jeans. He groaned as my fingers closed around his hardening cock to pull it free from his pants. The Cialis was doing its job. I stroked him a few times and he was fully erect, the tip of his cock drooling.
“She’s going to untie you,” Nick said pointing the gun toward Jeanie’s stomach. “You try anything stupid and this cunt’s dead before you reach the stairs, got it?”
Roger nodded. Nick tossed me a length of rope with a noose tied on one end. I stood up and slipped it over Roger’s head tightening it before stepping behind the chair to untie his hands. I loosened the ropes around his ankles and he rose unsteadily to his feet.
I grabbed one of the overstuffed cushions from the back of the sofa and tugged on the rope to lead Roger to where Nick stood by his catatonic daughter. Roger looked down at Jeanie with a stricken look on his weathered face. I kneeled by my friend and pushed the cushion under her hips between her bound limbs and her back. I spread her knees apart and looked up at Nick.
Nick pulled off the tape holding Jeanie’s soiled panties in her dad’s mouth. I reached up and tugged Roger’s jeans and underwear down around his ankles. He looked down at me with a puzzled frown and I almost giggled.
Nick forced him to his knees between his daughter’s thighs. “Fuck her,” he ordered.
Roger’s body tensed, his eyes flew to Nick’s. “I I can’t,” he stuttered, the disgust evident in his voice.
Nick squatted beside him, slapping at his rigid cock with the muzzle of the gun. “I think you can,” he said menacingly. “I think you will unless you want to watch her die.”
Roger’s shoulders shook as he took his penis in his hand and aimed it at the opening of Jeanie’s vagina. He paused for a long moment before he pushed slowly into her. He groaned loudly as his daughter’s tight cunt closed around his raging hard on.
“She’s tight, isn’t she?” Nick said grinning. He held the gun to the back of Roger’s head. “Come on, buddy. Move that ass.”
Roger began to thrust into Jeanie’s body. His strokes were hesitant and jerky at first. Then the sensation of the rippling walls his daughter’s warm, wet cunt gripping his tumescent penis took over and he wrapped his arms around her waist and began fucking her frantically.
I looked at Nick across Roger’s flexing back. “I told you he wanted to screw her,” I said grinning as his ass rose and fell faster and faster.
He was panting loudly as he buried his face against his daughter’s chest. Jeanie blinked and her eyes seemed to clear. She moaned as her father pounded her cunt savagely, groaning at the strain on her joints as she tried to lift her hips to meet his thrusts. I laughed, delighted that she was responding to her father’s cock.
I leaned down and put my lips close to her ear. “It feels good, doesn’t it?” I whispered.
She moaned again in response.
“You love your daddy’s cock, don’t you, you filthy slut?”
She blinked again and the last of the fog cleared. “Daddy,” she groaned hoarsely.
Roger didn’t lift his head. He held her tighter and shoved his cock deeper and harder. Jeanie cried quietly as her dad pistoned in and out of her abused cunt. He started grunting as he drove his cock into her, wheezing loudly.
“Fuck,” he groaned. “Oh, fuck. AAAaaarrrrrrggggghhhh.”
He shoved his cock into her so hard it lifted her knees off the floor. He made a loud gurgling noise, then his body went limp. I looked at Nick and laughed. Roger was completely still, his breath rattled in his throat and then stopped. Nick felt for a pulse then shook his head. He removed the noose from Roger’s neck.
“He’s gone,” he said grinning.
I laughed harder. I’ve always had a problem with laughing at inappropriate times. It was a coping mechanism.
Jeanie bucked beneath her father’s dead weight. She let out a keening wail. “Get him off,” she pleaded.
“You did, baby,” Nick said as he rolled another condom onto his hard cock. “I think it killed him.”
He rolled Roger’s lifeless body off of Jeanie and pushed his penis into her sopping cunt. He thrust in and out slowly, watching as Roger’s cum coated the condom. Jeanie winced as Nick started thrusting harder and faster.
“You have such a sweet cunt,” he said as he quickened his pace. “Almost any man would be happy to die in you.”
I searched the bag for the knife Nick had chosen just for Jeanie. Her eyes widened as I pulled it out and handed it to him. He unsheathed it and showed her the the razor sharp blade with the wicked looking hook near the tip on its top edge.
“Please don’t,” she begged. “You can’t.”
He laid the blade on her heaving stomach and sat back on his heels lifting her ass onto his thighs so he could continue to thrust shallowly into her. He lifted the knife again and pressed the tip against her quivering stomach just below her sternum.
“Nick,” she pleaded, her tears running into her hair, “please. Please.”
“I’m glad you’re back, baby,” he said smiling softly. “I’d hate for you to miss this.”
He thrust the knife into her body. She jerked and screamed. Nick drew the blade slowly toward himself. Made for gutting game, the sharp blade cut through her flesh and muscle like a scalpel. He opened her belly from her diaphragm to just below her navel then gave the blade a twist and pulled it out.
She trembled on the verge of unconsciousness as he pulled the edges of the incision open and thrust his hands into her gut. She stared blankly as he pulled out loops of her intestines and showed them to her. Her breathing was shallow as he lifted her into his arms and held her against his body. He began thrusting into her again.
His breath hissed through his clenched teeth as he impaled her dying body on his steely cock. She shuddered and began to convulse.
“Ohhhh, fuck,” he moaned. “Fuck, fuck, fuck. It feels like she’s cumming.”
I scrambled to his side and slid my fingers into her cunt along side his pulsing cock. The muscles in her vagina clenched and released over and over again. Her body jerked and her warm piss poured over my hand and Nick’s thighs. He hugged her tightly as I pulled my fingers out of her pussy. She shuddered and went limp as the life left her eyes. He kissed her dead lips and laid her back on the floor.
I knew that if he could he would have shoved his cock into her throat and cum one last time in her body. Next time it would be someone they couldn’t connect to us and he could do all the things he would have loved to do to Jeanie.
He stood up and took the hand towel I offered him. He wiped the smooth handle of the knife while I rolled Roger and shoved his hands into Jeanie’s belly. Nick put the knife in Roger’s hand and pressed his fingers around it. He arranged Roger’s body so he was half lying over his daughter.
I gathered everything up while Nick wiped as much of Jeanie’s blood off his body as he could before tossing me the hand towel and dressing. He sat down on the arm of the couch and pulled his boots on then stood and took the duffle bag. At the bottom of the stairs I paused and looked back. Nick reached for my hand and we climbed the stairs and left the house.
***
I stood by the passenger side door looking up at the stars in the dark Nebraska sky. They seemed to shine brighter out here away from city lights. Nick opened the trunk and and tossed the duffle bag in with our overnight bags before slamming it closed. He came to stand in front of me instead of going to get into the car.
“Was it good for you?” he asked leaning into me, pressing me against the car.
“Jeanie was my gift to you,” I said, my hands sliding over his chest.
His hands closed around my throat as he kissed me hard. I didn’t try to push him away. This was part of our deal, me knowing that he was going to end me one day, but never knowing when. I did know there were things he wanted from me first. A daughter that would take over for me when I was gone. More women like Jeanie to enjoy together.
And he was never going to find another pain slut like me. He’d never find another women that matched him in his depravity. No one that would ever appreciate and encourage those tendencies.
He pushed my skirt up around my waist and lifted me onto the hood of the car. He pulled my shirt off over my head and unfastened my bra before pushing me back to lie on the cool metal. He tugged at my bra and it slid down my arms.
I waited, knowing what was coming, staring up at the starry sky. His belt was in his hand, one end wrapped around his fist. He raised his arm and brought the buckle down sharply across my breasts. I gasped as the leather bit into my skin, but I didn’t cry out.
The belt cracked against my belly and breasts again and again until we were both breathing hard and tears ran from the corners of my eyes into my dark hair. He dropped the belt onto the hood next to me and I heard the rasp of his zipper. He pulled me roughly toward him and flipped me onto my belly.
He shoved his hard cock into my ass and fucked me furiously. I grunted as each hard thrust drove the breath from my body. I felt him wrap the belt around my throat and loop the end through the buckle. He put one hand in the middle of my back to hold me down as he pulled the belt tight, cutting off my breath. I bucked back against him as he rammed his cock into my rectum.
I pushed up on the hood trying to twist away from him. The belt loosened and I tried to suck air into my lungs. He slammed my face onto the car and pain radiated from the bridge of my nose out across my cheekbones as he tightened the belt again.
My world spun out of control as he pounded his cock into my ass. My lungs screamed for air. Light exploded behind my eyes, then everything faded blissfully into darkness.

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Humiliating Housewarming-party

This is my dark fantasy, based on the true story where I passed out on my own party. The picture is real, but everything that happens after the girl wakes up on the party is pure fiction. It’s my very first story ever, so please let me know what you think.

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Banana

The raw, cold wind had been buffeting her face for the past hour, turning it rose-colored with burn.

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New Hire

The story of a petite new hire, her fiance and the affairs they have. It’s a longread, but it sets up the stories that follow.

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Unnamed – Act 4, Scene 1

I’ve lost the last bit of Act 3; while I’m rewriting it, all you really need to know is the Mistress gave the Slave some slack, she abused it, and the Mistress just told the Master that as her punishment he’s to put her out for the night.

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Gambling, My Wife and Black Business Partner

Chapter two
Chapter 2
It is now well after 10:00 pm and most all of the dinner guests are gone as he retrieves her tiny wrap, he for a moment ponders the thought of staying for a night cap as the lights of the city at this time of night are quite beautiful overpowering and very romantic and the thought of being with Diane under theses circumstances are very appealing, But then realizes he has not only made other plans, and also has a cab waiting. Besides there will be many other evenings, that they will spend together over the next several weeks and that romance for the time being will have to take a back seat. He remembers what next is in store for my naive and very horny young wife, who’s gambling habit has now been abruptly cut short. She is all back together and looks none the worse for ware as CJ escorts her through the bar several of the men that have enjoyed her company and assistance in the men’s room have boldly looked her over and have commented to CJ what an incredible woman she is and that anyone of them would be more than happy to keep her company, she again blushes at their vocal comment. Once it the elevator he wraps his arms around her and gives her another passionate and very deep kiss telling her that she is an incredible woman who has preformed his requests admirably and that if she keeps it up the debt will be paid in full in no time at all.
Once out of the elevator the cab and driver that delivered her earlier is dutifully waiting, and in the front seat is another person he opens the door for them and they both get in. The passenger has turned around and is really looking over Diane. Her dress is really short and she is showing a lot of cleavage both are of great interest to him. CJ is amused at the attention she is getting as the man is not at all good looking and is more of a slimy looking black little weasel of a man, that is peering at her in a lecherous way! Diane is very uncomfortable at the way he is looking her over as the cab drives off. The driver asks CJ where to? And CJ gives him the address. The cab driver shakes his head and says nothing. The grubby little sleazes ball of a man is leering more intently at my wife’s legs and breasts drooling, and making vulgar noises The driver finally says would I mind stopping at there dispatch center so that the guy’s, other drivers can see Diane naked! CJ says not at all , as his plans will not be affected if they take a little detour and is more than happy to continue her more than obvious discomfort and the letches obvious interest.
CJ then says to the driver I will go you and your friend one better and tells my wife to turn around as CJ then unzips her dress all the way, and with little ceremony instantly pulls on it leaving her totally naked the little creep in the front seat is beside himself as apparently he has never seen , such a beautiful naked young white woman that is only a few feet away. The driver almost chokes at what has happened. CJ asks the creep would he like a souvenir, the little man can hardly talk only nodding his head with the spital and the lust of a true voyeur vulgarly displayed along with the sweat on his face!. Diane is terrified as this letch drools at her soft white nakedness. CJ tells him to open the sliding partition that separates the front from the back and as it opens CJ sticks Diane’s blue dress through the opening, the nasty little man grabs it and buries his face in the soft and wonderful smell of my wife’s female ambiance.
Diane is stunned at first and now realizes she has nothing to wear….The little sadistic looking man is making animal noises of lust as his nose has found the damp muskie odor that has been closest to that most wonderful place and the animal sounds he is making to my wife are both stimulating and frightening, as he continues to act as though he is going to get off from this most wonderful gift!
My wife is now a little calmer and uses CJ for some male comfort and protection as she slides up really tight next to him, he is fully dressed in a suit and tie and she is wearing nothing! CJ places his hand down in between Diane’s bare legs and finds her soft and now even wetter folds, she reacts with a start and gasp as his fingers find her swollen and stimulated clitoris! My wife, has this most unusual and unconscious erotic habit of squeezing her thighs together when my hand is in her crotch. It is kind of like a sexual pacifier and a precursor to sex! . CJ is pleasantly surprised as she, does not even realize what she is doing, to CJ it is an incredible and most wonderful feeling, something he has never experienced before with any another woman. He looks at my wife in wonder, her eyes are fixed straight ahead on this greasy pervert and is only thinking about what he might do to her if he gets the chance? She is thankful there is a partition between them as the cab pulls into the dispatch center. It is just after 11:00 now,… it is a slow night and a number of cabbies about six of them are in a small back room playing cards waiting for a call. The driver an older fatherly looking black man now opens the door on her side and offers his hand, she balks for a moment realizing she is still naked, he then helps her out and in doing so holds her hand up and slowly turns her around admiring her naked unblemished beauty patting her lovly bottom and then pulls her off by her hand towards the smoke filled room!
The little creep much to my wife’s distaste has gotten out, leaving her dress behind in his haste, and is quickly following behind. The view of her bare white flesh and the way her bottom twists and wiggles with each step she takes, is quite erotically perverse and sexually exciting, not only to him. CJ has also gotten out and is following them. The same view of her behind is also a wonderful sight along with the way 4” hi heels make a woman’s ass legs thighs and calf’s look so incredible as they enter the room. The card game is immediately over as all eyes are focused on Diane’s bare breasts ass and sinfully bare and unprotected pubic area! She is the most beautiful and lovely thing, I have always known this, but she has never thought of herself as being really attractive. The men are gawking as the older cab driver leads her around the table, letting each of the men drink in her naked beauty and fondle her. The little grease ball is still close behind peering even more intently at her bare bottom he, is apparently quite taken with it! My wife responds to hands all over her, that are exploring her unprotected nakedness, with a gasp here and pleasurable moan there!
Diane loves the attention as her fantasy of being naked helpless fondled and felt up, in front of ,and by men lots of them has again easily and pleasurably become reality as she once told me that she is a closet exhibitionist, but is now out of the closet! This blissful thought is quickly interrupted by the weasel as he cannot help himself and pinches her bottom so hard she yelps out in pain. The little weasel breaks into a sadistic grin as the older man tells him to be more of a gentleman. This is followed by him saying who?… Would like to fuck her all of their hands go up with some vocal yes’s , who? Would like her to give them a really good old fashion blow job! Again all the hands go up! And who? would like to fuck her in her tight little white ass hole! Only the weasel says “me” quite loudly! This comment from him has turned one of her “darkest” fantasy into an ever more appealing one.
With the cards still on the table the older cabbie says, I know we will bet on who gets to do her, as money lots of it is now on the table. Diane is now standing between CJ and the older cabbie speechless, as to what is unfolding in front of her and thinking OMG they are going to gamble over me. The thought to her is strangely exciting and even stimulating!. CJ says, hold it a minute, telling everyone that she is a gambler and that she should get the chance to bet or save her ass. Some grumbling occurs and all finally agree. As the first hand is dealt she does quite well, along with the second and third down to the point that she wins the final hand! All are amazed as she is a woman standing there naked in front of all these strange men and that she has actually won big!. No one is more amazed than me, when CJ later tells me this story as Diane almost never wins and I have her gambling debts to prove it.
My wife is leaning over the table gathering up the money not giving any thought now that she is naked. Her round over indulged globes of her bottom wiggle and jiggle quite provocatively as she grabs the money. Diane still has a big red spot where the weasel pinched her, but it is fading. She is smiling at CJ as she sticks fists full of money into his suit pockets. When the weasel says,… hold on I didn’t get to bet? He is now eying my wife up and down, there is silence, when the older cabbie says I’ve got it just cut the cards, high card wins no money best two out of three. If she wins she gets to go, and if you win you get to do anything you want to her!!! CJ just nods but says to him if you win I can’t give her to you tonight or tomorrow, but that he will bring her back on Sunday! The weasel reluctantly agrees, as older man shuffles the cards over and over finally laying them on the table saying ladies first, my wife cuts a queen and the weasel cuts an eight. The cards are shuffled again, she cuts a jack, and he cuts a king. It is now even up. As the last hand is shuffled she is worried as she knows she is not that good or lucky,.. when the old cabbie finally puts the cards down this is it….. She, my wife tells him, the weasel, you go first , his confident leer turns into a frown as he cuts a three. My wife is now holding her breath hesitating slightly with the confident smile of a gamblers sure thing, finally deciding between two cards pulling out and slowly turning over a ….deuce!!! Her knees are week and she cannot believe what has just happened as the weasel grabs her soft slightly sagging ass cheeks and says these are mine! He has been eying them all night and gives them a good hard squeeze! As she yelps!
He is now drooling again with the possibilities of what he or his lecherous friends are going to do to her, Diane is scared and turned on at the same time. The thought of sadistic sex leaves her legs trembling he continues fondling her and sticks his greasy little face between her milky white breasts and savagely pulls her nipples around each sides of his cheeks before letting them go.. He then goes on to say that he is going to chain her to the urinal in the back bathroom and that he and all his perverted friends are going to make her squeal like a stuck helpless little pig! This is followed by grabbing her hand and almost dragging her into their restroom! Once she is in the room tells her to stand up on her toes, and then again followed by him saying faster as he watches the buns of her bottom giggle up and down in the most provocative and nasty way!
OMG, for Diane this place is exactly what her dark fantasy has been about it is everything that the men’s room it the restaurant is not. The floor is wet , the place smells of piss and has not been cleaned for months. Both the toilet, that has half of a broken wooden lid and the only urinal are filthy, urine and yellow stains are every where there are all sorts of crude graffiti of horrible nasty writings and remarks written all over the walls about cunts bitches and slutty whores.
The weasel asks Diane her name, she says nothing he asks again, and reminds her, as he roughly rubs her bare ass. That he, has won the bet and emphasizes this fact by savagely twisting one of her nipples until she screams! CJ sticks his head in the door to make sure that she is only, being tastefully abused . My wife with her heart pounding finally tells him. He takes out a bold red marking pen and writes her name in big letters and then underneath it in even bigger letters scrawls BLACK COCK WHORE! He then grabs her by her hair and forces her face up against the dirty wall and holds his cell phone camera up and takes several pictures of both of them with those words with her name and face framed vividly in the back ground!.. Then he unzips his pants unbuckles his belt and forces her head down to his crotch where a somewhat deformed slimy cock appears!
It is a fair sized one with a large light skin colored head that twists up and to one side it is about the size of a tennis ball, but is quite grotesque and unappealing, it has splotches of lighter colored skin. There are scars that show it has been horribly abused and surgically repaired it also has a number of small lumps bumps and numerous large warts! He forces her head up closer, the smell is repugnant, sicking and quite overpowering. Even worse, his shorts have yellow stains and the sick sweet smell of dried semen from numerous masturbation’s reeks from his lower torso! He then says, boy I will just bet a little white cunt like you would love to suck on a real mans dick , or have it crammed up your tight pink little asshole! My wife is queasy at the thought, but strangely her cunt muscles and sphincter contract at the thought, along with an even more perked anticipating feeling from her little clitoris! He then says “kiss it” she tries to recoil in horror, but his strong hand that is wrapped in her dark brown hair forces her closer, as he again says “kiss it”. That’s it you little bitch right on the end. He now has both hands on her head as her red lips are forced to touch the tip of this dripping male meat and he forcefully rolls her head back and forth over the end of its hardness using her lips like a thumb print pad, as if they were fingerprints!
He then jerks her up and with his pants still unzipped puts his hands on her butt again squeezing it and pushes her back out to the table. CJ says, eying his distasteful looking piece of man hood that has a pretty red silhouette of Diane’s lips on the end, and says what time on Sunday do you want her back?
The weasel says 11:00 pm as he proudly shows the image of red lip stick that has boldly left its imprint on his cock!. CJ then takes Diane’s hand and gives her a bottle of water which she quickly drinks gargles and spits out several times trying to get rid of the weasels stench, and leads her back to the cab with the old cabbie, once in the cab he looks her in the eye. He is amazed at the look on her face it is a combination of wonder anticipation and dread, as though she is somewhere else or in some sort of sexually erotic trance her eyes are glassy and have this mixed look of utter disbelief along with the possibilities of sadistic? or pleasurable abuse both for her are apparently appealing!…..
She looks so innocently helpless setting there naked in the back seat of the cab. The old cabbie asks CJ again if he is sure about the address and CJ says yes . The cab leaves the dispatch center and once on the road CJ’s hand is again down in between Diane’s soft white thighs the wonderful squeezing of his hand with her thighs subconsciously starts again with out any prodding. My wife is starring straight ahead and still thinking about tomorrow. When CJ takes his other hand and lovingly touches her cheek and directs her incredibly luscious red lips to his as a very sweet and tender kiss prevails he is beginning to love this young woman as much as I. Her eyes finally register where she is and what has happened relaxes and easily submits to his tender touch, but her thighs only continue to squeeze his hand ever tighter she is wet from the earlier thoughts and even wetter now from his loving touch, her heart is pounding again as he seems to know exactly what she wants.
The cab finally swings into an obscure back alley it is not all that far from the Boutique that she left earlier in the day. It is a specialty shop called Cold Steel and is run by an elderly black man who’s name is Mr Steel it is almost 12:00 am . There are several people milling around, night people some prostitutes and customers most are black. My wife is worried again as she is still nude her blue dress is up front and the old cabbie has offered it back.. Diane is at first relieved and thinks that she will at least get something to wear, even if it is only this skimpy dress, but CJ declines saying, I told the weasel it was a souvenir and his to keep and I never go back on my word!.. This comment has left my wife speechless! The old cabbie opens her door and CJ pushes her up and out of the cab the night is cool. There are lots of lights and a big window that show the colorful display items of tattoo samples and all sorts of piercing jewelry and the hardware that goes with it are prominently on display. Diane has always been fascinated by both tattoos and piercing, however she never would willingly do either. We have had all sorts of fun during the first several years of our marriage.
In that I have written on her, nasty things with marking pens and have used numerous temporary tattoos on her. She is and has been quite taken with big blood red hearts and roses mostly on her breasts and bottom and I have had some special order ones made to accommodate her zeal and interest in them, but they are temporary. What CJ and I have both agreed on was to make her think that she is going to be permanently tattooed, as a black cock whore that is co owned by me, her husband, and by CJ her new black master and that when she is in his company he has the power to do whatever he wants with her as his submissive and obedient slave, just as if she was a young black female slave during the period of slavery.
The thought to my wife is somewhat intoxicating as she has also had fantasy’s about such things only in reverse. The slave girl is white and her sadistic master is black! She never thought that she would be tattooed or marked even after reading the agreement even though it clearly states that this is to be done! The thought and possibility of being branded in fantasy was delicious, but in reality was quite unthinkable. CJ has taken her hand and almost has to drag her to the entrance. The hookers that are standing in front of the place tell CJ to get her the fuck out of there!… As she is now being eyed by their prospective customers, as she is totally nude and in the bright lights of the shop looks rather helpless and sinfully attractive, and has easily given the hookers more than enough competition. She also looks so innocent like the girl next door this freshness along with her white shamelessly exposed nakedness is even more appealing to the prospective john’s
CJ is now holding her hands behind her back as the older cabbie opens the door and asks CJ when should he come back to pick them up? He says about an hour should be enough maybe a little longer. Diane is even more concerned now as the lights are even brighter inside, and the place is packed for 12:00 am. Most of the patrons attention is directed to, who has just entered by the door chime. The fact that she is white, naked and being escorted by a black man wearing a suit brings even more attention. Diane’s fantasy is fulfilled once again as he guides her around the glass display cabinets and in between the aisles and people. One young lesbian and her girlfriend? Top or bottom, comment on my wife’s beautiful white skin and say’s what a bare canvas as she holds her colorful tattooed arm up next to my wife’s bare one, and then pulls her loose fitting top down below her tits with little modesty revealing all of the colorful tattoos that adorn them.
She looks enviously at my wife’s sinfully bare and totally unmarked breasts and her pubic area that looks so inviting, I have shaved Diane so much that it hardly grows back anymore. The young girl then asks CJ why she is here ? He answers in a mater of fact tone, that she is his, black cock whore and has been brought here to be permanently marked registered and tattooed. He goes on to say that she is co owned by him, and her husband and that he is her new black master! She then asks CJ can she please touch her breasts. CJ nods and this young woman immediately and lovingly first, softly pinches her nipples and then squeezes the softness fullness of them, my wife is not at all sure how to react as the young woman again comments to her friend that they would be perfect to pierce and tattoo! Her hand then trails down to my wife’s mound and clit as she raises her, short little skirt revealing a hairless mound that has the most beautiful tattoo surrounding it, that goes up an out in all directions like some sort of starburst that tapers to her abdomen and out to her full thighs. Her labia and clitoris also have numerous chrome rings! And again states that my wife’s would be so perfect to do the same to!
Diane has never had another woman so blatantly fondle her much less make such outrageous comments the fact that almost everyone in the place has tattoos and most are numerous and cover much of their bodies, at least what one can see of them is quite apparent. The girl has made no effort to cover her breasts and then asks CJ is she, my wife for sale? Can she rent borrow or steal her for a while and if so how much? For her, it is quite unusual to see such a innocently looking white middle class young woman in this establishment at all, much less at this time of night. CJ tells her to give him her number and that he would see what he could do! Much to my wife’s astonishment as she is strangely aroused and uncomfortable at the thought of this this young tattooed woman and her companion having her as some sort of sexual play thing!.
A beautiful young black woman dressed in a lab coat has made her way to CJ and asks looking Diane up and down, is she here for an appointment? Is she the one that is to be marked tattooed and registered ? CJ tells her yes. My wife has gone from concern to almost uncontrolled fright and has a much more worried look on her face. She balks as the girl takes her hand from CJ and pulls her past several customers, and into the back room. The place is more like a doctors examining room than a tattoo parlor. There are several padded metal tables that have a number of attached fixtures, there are also a number of incredible copies of tattoo art along with 8 x10 color pictures. Well over 100 of them they are equally divided of piercing’s and exotic tattoos. This of course makes the setting no doctors office! Diane is even more worried as Dr Steel inters the room the lab coat gal gives my wife’s hand to the doctor and like others lifts it and turns her around admiring her beautiful naked body. Asking CJ what she is here for? He looks like a collage professor and is quite distinguished, CJ later finds out he is, a long with owning this successful business . CJ with out batting an eye tells the doctor that he owns her and that she is his property and that he has the signed and witnessed papers to prove it! and needs her to be officially marked tattooed and registered as his personal BLACK COCK WHORE!
The lab coat girl again takes her hand and leads her over to the wall there is an area for official pictures like at DMV or for a criminal mug shot booth. She then hands my wife a white card to hold up just below her face that has her official registration number along with the words BLACK COCK WHORE in bold letters.
Diane is in tears as she dutifully holds the sign up and they take a full face shot that flashes and then again with her profile. She then leads her over to one of the tables in preparation for this strict and very legal formality or at least this is what Diane thinks. The girl asks her to step up and then bend over face down, she is docile and submissive and has turned slightly giving CJ a pleading look of resignation before bending over. She is hoping that in some way he will be able to stop the proceedings. CJ shrugs his shoulders as if to say sorry,.. its to late.
She is then bent over, under her waist is a higher padded firm cushion as her head and chest are comfortably forced down onto a narrow padded extension that lets her soft white 36”tits hang down unencumbered on either side. A leather strap is tightened around her neck and it alone does not hurt, but she now cannot move. Next her wrists are fastened to the attachments that stick out forward of the metal table to similar devices. This ordeal is becoming more and more frightening by the minute however there is nothing at all she can do let alone stop it. She softly starts to plead for them not to do this. The young woman only smiles at her as if taking some personal pleasure at Diane’s helpless plight.
CJ and Mr Steel have been talking and they are far enough away that she cannot hear, as CJ explains what we have agreed to do and how she is to marked . We have both agreed that she is to be marked and tattooed on the under side of her right lower buttock so that when she is on her knees or is bent over in a submissive position the words BLACK COCK WHORE will be prominently and vividly displayed . So that anyone behind her will instantly know her sexual status! We have decided it will be done in dark purple ink they type that was used in butcher shops years ago to mark meat as “US GRADE A CHOICE” !
For Diane it will be permanent and official looking, in reality it will eventually wear off, but the idea is to make her look think and have the feeling of being a legal registered and certified slave to a black man and that she is for all intentional purposes his black cock whore. My wife feels her legs being attached and belted to moveable fixtures at the back of the metal table. First above her knees and then at her ankles. When both sides are adjusted and the belts are tight she hears the whir of several electrical motors as her legs are slowly spread and the cushion under her bottom is arched up even higher she has this incredible sensation of being totally helpless and vulnerable more so that anything we have ever done or that has ever happened to her in the past…The young attractive black woman has swabbed her nipples labia lips and clitoris in preparation to be pierced as part of this ordeal not knowing that this service will not be required! The cold feeling of the alcohol on her genitals leaves her trembling….and her heart pounding once again!
Now that she is in this position Mr Steel has walked around in front, to where she can see him. He has the signed legal document that CJ has give him and holds it up in front of her and asks! In a demanding and very official voice, is this your signature!, and is this your legal name!, and did you willingly sign it! Diane does not know what to say, and can only stammer, as he again asks even louder, well did you? …… My wife is in tears meekly says yes. OMG she thinks to herself she really is going to be a black cock whore!….. She really likes CJ even for the short time they have been together, but is unsure as to just what he will do?…
She has no real idea what really will be required of her after this service is complete, hoping that he will not be to harsh or abusive! Mr Steel continues having her recite and repeat, first her name and then that she willingly, has become a submissive, and again meekly repeats the words. He then says to CJ you know I have to fasten all the slaves, cunts and whores down pretty tight when I pierce or brand them as many times they really squeal cry and beg , and sometimes it, can be a most unpleasant job he has a smile on his face that does not reflect at all what he has just said nor can Diane see his smile. He Goes on to ask did he want her pierced ? CJ says no and Mr Steel says are you sure,? As this would be the perfect time and I will throw it in along with the tattoo, registration and certification as an extra at no charge? CJ says he wouldn’t mind seeing several small sharp needles poked through her nipples and especially her clit just to see if she would be a good candidate! But again declines to have her actually pierced, much to my wife’s relief .
With my wife in this helpless position CJ take interest in her red open toed spiked heels and slowly slips one off of her foot. She had wondered at the boutique when her hair and nails were done why they had spent so much time on her feet? This special treatment was now going to be brought home in a way she had never imagined ? CJ was one of those guys like me, that loves to see women and especially naked women wearing heels and how it effects their legs and bottom, by making them ever so more shapely and appealing. Also like me he is stuck in the good old days of garter belts stockings and hi heels. Especially when it comes to girl watching, but for him, he has taken this wonderful leg ass and foot fetish a bit farther, as he loves screwing around with women’s feet! Diane’s toe nails have been painted up to where they are a work of inviting art and are, as CJ has though just perfect to pleasurably abuse. He has taken a sharp spiked spur out of a small leather case in his suit pocket and at first starts slowly rolling it along the instep of her foot. This is a most sensitive place and one that my wife has never felt touched in such a sensuous way! No one including me has ever shown any interest or attention to this part of her anatomy and for her is virgin territory. CJ now slips her other heel off and steps back out of the way for a moment….. As Diane flexes and stretches her unencumbered feet and toes.
Mr Steel then gets down to business as my wife first feels alcohol on her buttock and then feels the outline of what she thinks are the words, “black cock whore” first being traced and then the ink applied followed by the soft hum of the electric needle as it outlines each letter. The needle is blunt but give her the sensation. She has never had a real tattoo before and has no idea that what is being done to her is not the real thing. She endures with wet eyes barely whimpering with and occasional mournful shuddering sob of resignation! It does not take long as a stencil has been used and it is quickly and professionally outlined. The fun is not quite over as Both CJ and I have agreed on another little item and that is, she really is going to get a small tattoo!.. It is going to be placed between her pink little sphincter muscle and the lower opening of her slit there is a beautiful white area of very tender virgin flesh about an 1”inch high and 3′ inches wide. This is a place that few has ever touched and it is almost as sensitive as her clit!. His assistant hands Mr Steel a 3” roll of sticky tape and he cuts a piece fastening it on each cheek at the inside of her crack, and then pulls it tight! This opens and bunches her posterior up at the same time. He then rubs the tape quite aggressively against the fleshy inner globes , the results is to open this area even wider and vulgarly exposes the sensitive almost virgin area to be tattooed .
Mr Steel has been setting on a roll around stool as his assistant brings him the rest of his necessary tools and ink. We, CJ and I have decided on dark pink for the real tattoo as this is the perfect color to be used on her white skin, it will be vividly outlined by the same dark purple ink used on her bottom and should stand out wickedly! It will be real and she will be permanently marked as a Black Cock Whore !……The lettering will be 1/4” high and will have CJ’s initials above preceding it and cannot be seen by anyone even when she is wearing skimpy underwear or a revealing two piece swim suit. The only time anyone will be able to see this so slutty and whorish written symbol of her submission, is when she is totally naked and on her knees with her bottom in the air! She of course when in this position and being used by anyone other than me would be a whore, and if that person was black these words could not be more true or accurate The feeling of helplessness and hum of the sharp needle is stimulating as her pussy is almost dripping in anticipation of some sort of attention. The feeling and sensation is almost like a small aggressive vibrator as if the sensitive nerve ends in this area are being sinfully abused. OMG she, is going to have an orgasm, not being able to hold it and shudders as her fleshy mound and tight little asshole tries to contract, but the tape holds the area being worked on wide and easily apart as she climaxes.
Just as she is starting to cum. Mr Steel moves back out of the way and CJ again steps up and rolls the sharp spiked little wheel across the instep of her right foot. The sensation along with all the others leaves her trembling with another incredible orgasm. OMG the sexual experience and sinful abuse of being tattooed that she has endured along with the loving touch of lust and romance from this adoring black man, who is now starting to love her almost as much as I, leaves her blissfully and totally spent. Mr steel now finishes up the first of several violations of this most intimate and untouched area of virgin flesh!
More pictures are taken close up, very detailed ones that clearly show “BLACK COCK WHORE” but several more are needed to make it official, one with a big black cock down her throat along with the same black cock all the way into her ass and pussy. They will be uploaded to a permanent world wide registry and data base. That can then be down loaded and burned onto disc,s with pictures of her pretty face slave number along with several full figured nude pictures showing her breasts pussy clit along with her vividly marked ass and will be available to all that have interest in black cock whores! The smaller pictures of her actual tattoo will not be prominently displayed, but can easily be accessed and those words start with, at the top CJ’s initials and then underneath followed by BLACK COCK WHORE.
Diane is finally released but is unable to move as CJ tenderly and lovingly rubs her feet slipping her open toed red heels back on, and helps her up. She can hardly stand and still has very mixed feelings in not only her mind, but also her loins. Mr steel says to CJ here, give her some of this, and bring her back in a week or so to finish the job! The drink he is offering is a mild sedative and also a muscle relaxer. Diane is sore tired and for some reason very thirsty. Gulping the liquid in the glass down with out even a thought as to what it is. CJ has settled up with Mr steel and has received her official papers, while his assistant is holding onto Diane steadying her. CJ then puts his arms around her and helps escort her out into the front display area . His head is next to hers as she leans back on his shoulder, he can smell her hair and the fragrance of her naked body and can also feel her pounding heart along with her measured breathing she feels so wonderful to touch. The old black cabbie has been waiting and has opened the door as the chime rings again, my wife hardly notices as she is even more relaxed. The door of the cab is also opened and CJ has to almost pick her up and set her on the back seat.
Several of the night people watch with little concern, as a naked young white woman is being helplessly placed in the back seat of a cab by this black man at 1:30 in the morning and with the black cab driver assisting. CJ asks the old cabbie to please hold Diane until he can get around to the other side and into the back seat. She has gone from being self conscious and hopelessly embarrassed while naked to now not even being aware of it! The old man has no problem holding her for a moment, as his right hand firmly encircles her left breast holding her, and his other descends into the wet softness between her legs. She at first gasps slightly and lets out a pleasurable sigh hardly noticing his grip on her soft exposed breast. CJ slips in from the other side next to her. He then picks her up and places her on his lap. Her arms have no trouble finding there way around his neck, his right arm is under hers and around her bare back. She is more and more out of it, but her grip around his neck seems to be secure as if he is some sort of protective sentinel.
His right arm now has easily slipped down to her waist, and with both of hers around him, has allowed his left hand the freedom to explore her naked body, he starts with her nipples and soft 36 DD breasts. The old cab drive turns around enjoying the view and asks where to? CJ says the Edgewater in Oakland. The old man smiles with a knowing smile as the cab drives off.. CJ’s hand has now gone from her soft breasts down , and in between her previously moist and now very wet thighs.
Again this most wonderful feeling of her upper inner thigh muscles start to unconsciously squeeze his hand. He uses his thumb and for finger to kneed her clit as his other three fingers are in her wet little slit, she only winces slightly as he squeezes it a little harder trying to find the point that might awaken her, she is now to the point where it is obvious he can do what ever he wants and there will be no resistance!
The Edgewater is a hotel devoted to swingers and is a great place. The hotel is surrounded by a gorgeous courtyard with palm trees, bougainvillea, a greensward, a large swimming pool with a hot tub. It is the place to be naked out of doors; and the perfect place to do sex in public. The hotel rooms have large windows looking out over the courtyard so people can watch or be watched; and in some instances if invited in could easily participate. The place also has a strip club which makes it even better. CJ has even thought about having her dance and compete there on amateur night that is several days from now… He has already made reservations for the best and most expensive room, it is the bridal suite! The cab drives up and stops, CJ tells him that he will settle up tomorrow, the old cabbie says not to worry as he has had the best tip that he can ever remember. CJ before getting out, has one more added touch and has planned this night very carefully in his suite pocket, he has a white Bridalveil and matching garter that he carefully places on her head and then he removes her heel and slips the garter up as high on her thigh as possible Right next to her pussy. They are in front of the main lobby, the cab door is opened and CJ still holding her slides over and carefully gets out trying not to hit her head or legs on the cab, and then carries her through the double doors that automatically open into the lobby and up to the hotel check in counter. There is a night manager and a reservations clerk on duty, neither seem to be alarmed at all by this immoral and sinful display, of a naked young white woman wearing only a Bridalveil and garter in the arms of a well dressed black man .
Continued in Chapter 3

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