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Reading Allowed, Pt.8

READING ALLOWED, Part 8
By lamignonne and Zenmackie
Marie felt wretched. While he was gone, it had been easy to nurture her feelings of resentment towards him for leaving her alone all day, tied up and bored, and suffering acutely from her unsatisfied lust. As the long day had worn on, her jaw aching more by the hour, her stomach growling, her body cold and bruised and her head more often than not in one of his toilets, Marie’s frustration had grown and grown. She’d even started to feel like she was justified in snooping around in his study. After all, she’d given up her whole weekend for him and he hadn’t even seen fit to stay at home!
Marie hadn’t been able to form any kind of resolve about how she was going to behave when her Master came home, other than the vague idea that she certainly deserved some attention from him and would be prepared to communicate just that if she didn’t get any. But her resolution wavered the second she sensed him in the bathroom. He’d startled her, standing there so quietly while she worked, squashed up against the toilet for all the world as if she were embracing it. She’d dropped the cleaning brush and it had splashed her, and just like that, she was at a disadvantage. As usual.
As she’d struggled to kneel the way he liked, Marie tried to cope with the confusing riot of emotions that she was feeling. On the one hand, she was still mad at him, anxious to show him that she didn’t appreciate his leaving her; on the other, his presence overwhelmed her, intruded even on her carefully nourished anger, and all her instincts were screaming at her to throw herself at his feet and show him her joy and relief that he’d returned. Her desire to have her suffering acknowledged by him warred with the desire to suffer still more, to do anything he wanted as long as he would smile at her and tell her she was a good girl. She could feel him studying her and trembled. Her urge to grovel grew stronger as he approached her, overpowering her with his presence, torturing her with suspense. As he gripped her chin and raised her face to look in her eyes, Marie had panicked, terrified he’d be able to see her every disloyal, petulant thought, and then she had made the terrible choice to show him her anger.
How quickly he’d put her in her place, she thought miserably now. In truth, he’d had all the power from the moment he’d come into the bathroom, had controlled her more efficiently with just his presence than his chains had been able to do throughout the long day. He stood before her and her body shook with the desire to kneel; he humiliated her and she craved his approval beyond every other need. She had tried defiance just this once, confronting him with nothing more than the look in her eyes, and his reaction had been immediate, painful and devastatingly effective. Marie had realized again, with excruciating clarity, that her attitude was still all wrong. It was her privilege to be allowed to spend the weekend with him, her undeserved honor that he was willing to teach her. After all, she hadn’t been a very good slave…
She clung to his ankles, her forehead resting on his feet, trying to control her sobs and hoping against hope that her obvious contrition would mollify his displeasure with her. At long last, he spoke.
“You’re getting toilet-water all over my shoes.”
The mildness of his tone, with its bare hint of amusement, filled her with such relief and delight that Marie felt like scampering around the bathroom and wagging her tail like the good little doggie she wanted to be for him. But she made herself hold perfectly still for a moment, then slowly raised her face to his again and, trying very hard not to smile, said, “I’m sorry, Master.”
Yes! His expression was now one of bemused affection; he was no longer angry with her! Oh, thank God.
He grabbed a hand-towel from a nearby rack, roughly dried her face and hair with it then threw it down on the floor beside her. Marie knew he was expecting her to use it to dry his shoes.
Instead she once more lowered her head….and began licking them clean.
It didn’t take long—less than a minute—to complete the task, but something about it, the complete and utter abasement of kneeling at his feet, naked and in chains, licking toilet water from his shoes, was setting her on fire. She had no time to analyze it—all she knew was she had to have his cock in her mouth—now.
She sat up. Her eyes flickered up to him once—he was frowning down at her, but not angrily. He seemed intent, as if he was trying to guess at her thoughts. Feeling suddenly sure of herself, Marie leaned forward and placed a kiss on the front of his pants where his erection strained against the fabric. She nuzzled her cheek there and looked up at him again, holding his gaze this time. “Please, Master,” she said, “may I suck your cock?”
They were both a little stunned. Marie couldn’t believe how strong and confident her voice had sounded. Her pussy flooded with moisture at the sound of the words; her eyes sparkled with excitement. Even though he’d just spanked her, even though her hair was wet with toilet water and she was naked and chained, this felt right.
As for her Master, he couldn’t get his pants open fast enough. He’d think about what her behavior meant in a few minutes—right now, he focused on Marie’s hot, talented little mouth as she bent to her work. Good God, it felt like she was trying to swallow him whole!
Marie was overtaken by a strange sort of frenzy. It was as if she couldn’t get enough of his cock in her mouth. Her captive hands reached for his balls and her fingers lifted them, rubbed them, and squeezed them gently all the while her face was pressed against his groin, her throat full of him. She massaged the spot below his balls and her tongue went into overdrive on his shaft.
This was one time he wasn’t worried about coming too soon. He thought he was going to die of pleasure… He lost control as he came, grabbing her head and thrusting himself violently down her throat. She swallowed gamely, and when he finally opened his eyes, still breathing hard, she was kneeling there smiling at him.
He could hardly believe it. She had just begged to be allowed to pleasure him. She’d begged him before, to gain her own pleasure or because he’d ordered her to, but this was different. He’d never have expected her to reach this stage of submission so soon. And he knew she’d been sincere. Even now, she was still grinning like he’d just given her a present.
What was it about this girl that she’d gotten under his skin so fast? To be truthful, he’d come home earlier than he’d planned, anxious to see how his little slave had fared in his absence. He’d had to conceal a hard-on quite a few times throughout the day, every time he pictured her humping his fingers as she had this morning or the desperate, pleading look on her face when she realized he was going to leave her bound and frustrated. What a homecoming he’d gotten! And they still had all evening to spend together before he really ought to be getting her back to campus. They’d eat first—and then he had a few things he wanted to try.
Her Master hadn’t said anything, and he’d only given her the briefest of smiles, but Marie knew he was pleased with her. She tensed just a little as he reached down and hauled her to her feet—grabbing her elbow this time, instead of her hair—surely that was a good sign. He tossed her over his shoulder into a fireman’s carry and headed for the stairs. Marie felt a little panicky as she realized that, with her hands bound by her neck, she had no way to break her fall if he dropped her, but his grip was firm and the feeling subsided. Now, as he entered the kitchen—the scene of her imprudence that morning—she just had to worry about what he would do with her next.
It seemed that they had both learned a lesson from that morning’s encounter: when they reached the kitchen table he simply put her down next to his chair, lifting the table leg to secure the end of her leash as she took her kneeling pose. He said not one word to her about cooking, and Marie allowed herself a small grin as she watched him preparing dinner.
It was a simple meal; he steamed some rice and saut? a few chopped vegetables, tossing in some bits of cold chicken from the refrigerator. But he added spices like a master chef–a pinch of one, a sprinkle of another, tasting and nodding to himself. The air began to fill with a deliciously complex aroma and Marie was forcefully reminded that she’d had nothing to eat since breakfast, unless she counted her Master’s come. If she still had her ball-gag on, she knew, she’d be drooling all over herself. As it was she simply swallowed hard, kept her position tight and her attention on him, hoping that her stomach wouldn’t gurgle and embarrass her as it had that morning.
Yet even though she was famished, not to mention ragingly horny, she became aware that underlying all the physical and emotional turbulence lay a very unfamiliar sensation: serenity. Her needs were no longer her concern—her Master would take care of them in due time, and that’s all she needed to know. She felt a contented smile creep across her face.
Her smile only widened when she saw him reach down into a cabinet next to the stove and bring out a shining aluminum dog bowl. She knew it was for her, and she brushed away the troublesome thought that it already been there and not purchased especially for her. Maybe he used to have a dog. Or maybe…no, she would not think about that. This moment—now—was all there needed to be.
She gave him her most loving smile as he set the bowl, filled to the brim with steaming food, on the floor beside her before setting his plate on the table. She followed him with her eyes and then her body, shuffling around on her knees to remain facing towards him as he pulled out his chair and sat. She gave not the slightest glance to her bowl of food—it was not hers until he said it was.
When he was settled in place he turned to look at her, and to Marie it was obvious that he was pleased with what he saw: that his slave was simply waiting, giving him her complete and silent attention. He actually beamed at her and caressed the side of her face with his hand, and Marie felt as though she would melt with happiness. After a moment he withdrew his hand and said, “You must be starving, princess. Please go ahead.”
“Thank you, Master,” Marie replied, wishing she could kiss him just then. She turned away and bent down to her bowl…and was quite pleased to discover that he had placed it so that while she ate she would be displaying her upraised ass and pussy for his pleasure. She began to eat.
Marie’s hands had reached out automatically to steady herself as she bent over the dog bowl, only to be jerked back by the chains holding them to her collar. She was suddenly mindful of her discomfort again. She hadn’t been able to straighten her arms for hours, now, and the urge to stretch her elbows was driving her crazy. Marie tried to focus on the food, which was fragrant and delicious and which she was eating way too fast, but her mind kept wandering. Would he let her spend the night again? She could get all her homework done tomorrow, if she was diligent, and it would be totally worth it if he’d fuck her again tonight, and hold her like he had last night as she fell asleep.
Before she knew it, Marie found herself licking the bowl clean. She’d scarfed her dinner down with undignified haste, and blushed rosily as she realized her Master had probably only taken a few civilized bites by now. She really was just like his pet. Well, in for a pound…Marie thought, and shuffled on her knees over to his chair to lay her head on his knee. She held her breath, hoping for some sign of approval from him, and sure enough, a moment later she felt his hand resting lightly on her head. Another moment passed, and he stroked her hair. Marie felt her chest expand with happiness.
Several minutes later, he gently tugged on her hair to get her to sit up. He held a glass of water for her while she drank, waiting until she had finished it. He, she saw, was drinking from an expensive-looking bottle of red wine. A few more minutes passed while he savored his wine, then he stood and retrieved a clean dishcloth, wet it, and came back to clean Marie’s face. She blushed anew. She certainly hadn’t been worried about keeping her face clean while she ate, she realized now. She was vaguely surprised that he did it silently, making no attempt to humiliate her further. Was that because he had more challenges in store for her later this evening?
Marie watched as her Master performed only the most rudimentary clean-up of the kitchen. Leaving the dishes for later didn’t seem like his style, and she smiled to herself, imagining that he was in a hurry to play some more with her—his toy.
She wasn’t far off, if she’d known it. The impromptu blow job in the bathroom might as well have never happened for all the difference it made to his cock, which was again hard as a rock. He deliberately kept the wine bottle in one hand while he freed Marie’s leash from the table leg and led her into the living room. He knew from experience that if he had a few more swallows he’d be able to last a lot longer, and he definitely wanted to drag this next experience out as long as possible.
Leaving Marie kneeling in front of his oversized arm chair, he set the wine down on the end table there and went upstairs to get a few supplies. He was pleased to see, on his way back down, that her eyes hadn’t strayed from the stairway; she was avidly watching for his return. The apprehension in her gaze was adorable, and as he sat in the chair in front of her he took a moment just to look her over. Then he leaned forward and unlocked the chains at her wrists.
He watched her eyes fill with tears as she tried, with excruciating slowness, to straighten her arms for the first time in hours. He let her struggle for a moment, then he reached for her hands, saying, “It’s easier if you do it all at once”—and yanked her arms straight before she could react.
Marie gasped, but as the blood flowed freely into her stiff joints, she saw that he was right. She flexed her arms for a few minutes, unable to keep back a sigh of pleasure as the pain and stiffness eased.
She wasn’t going to be relieved for long. “Turn around,” he ordered suddenly, “and give me your hands.” She obeyed, turning her back to him and holding her hands behind her. He cuffed them together, then used a leather cinch he’d brought down on her upper arms just above her elbows, pulling it tight and watching her shoulder blades point out and her back arch, hearing her gasp. He bent to unlock the short chain between her ankles then said, “Face me.”Perfect. His little pet, arching her back to relieve the strain on her arms, looked as if she were presenting her tits for his pleasure. He was also surprised and pleased to see that she’d spread her knees apart after he’d unlocked them, and he could already see the telltale sheen of moisture on her pussy. She was panting, but whether it was from arousal or the pain in her bound arms he couldn’t tell. He leaned back in the chair and took a sip of wine, then said, “What did you think about today, Princess?”
Her eyes flickered up to his–then she lowered them modestly. “I missed you, Sir,” she said quietly.
He wasn’t going to let her off the hook that easily. “And did you like cleaning the house for me?”
Marie only debated for a second—he’d know if she lied, she reasoned—but she couldn’t look at him.. “No, Sir.”
“Why not?”
“It was—I was bored, Sir,” she stammered. He could tell she wanted to add something, so he waited. “But—but I’ll be happy to do it again, Sir, if you let me.”
“Why is that, Princess?”
“Because I like…obeying your orders, Sir.” Her voice nearly died at the end of her reply, but he was satisfied. This must be the result of the epiphany she’d seemed to have in the bathroom earlier. Unquestionably, she’d been angry with him before he came home, but now she seemed to have come to a better understanding, and acceptance, of her role as his pet—all on her own. However, it couldn’t hurt to give her some additional encouragement.
“And I like giving them to you, pet,” he said, smiling at her. “You did very well today.”
He watched her face glow with happiness for a moment, then he brought out the nipple clamps. These were a different pair than the one she’d worn last night; they had a gentler bite, but came adorned with tacky pink plastic hearts that dangled on a thin, short chain about an inch and a half long. Remembering her face as she’d looked at the purple, heart-shaped paddle in the store, he guessed that wearing these would humiliate his princess more than wearing the plain ones had. Indeed, she looked chagrined at the sight of them, but bravely maintained her posture, her chest still thrust towards him invitingly. He took advantage of that for a few minutes, fondling and teasing, and she didn’t flinch from him even when he twisted and pulled her nipples, although she winced and whimpered a little. He even slapped her breasts a few times, noting that they were just large enough to bounce when he did it. This was going to be great.
Her face flamed as he attached the clips and she felt the dangling hearts brushing against the underside of her breasts. He thought he’d never get tired of seeing that blush. He jiggled her breasts, just to rub it in a little, then very deliberately removed his pants and boxers and leaned back in the chair. Her eyes went wide at the sight of his fully-erect cock, and she actually licked her lips, making him want to laugh. “Climb on, princess,” he said, some of his amusement leaking into his voice.
She looked at him like she wasn’t sure he was serious, then stood up eagerly and way too fast. She teetered for a moment, throwing one foot behind her to catch her balance, then more carefully moved toward his chair. He helped her, reaching for her waist and settling her over his lap, her knees balanced on the chair’s seat on either side of him. There was plenty of room for her legs on the wide seat, and she looked down into his face as she hovered there, leaning forward slightly to keep her balance. Her pussy, visibly wet, was mere inches from his upthrust cock, and they were both breathing heavily already. “Two rules, Princess,” he said, his voice rough with arousal. “First, you can come as much as you want—but you have to tell me, every time. Second, I want to see these—” he flicked the dangling hearts on her nipple clamps “—in motion. If they stop moving, we’re done. And, Princess, break either rule, and I will punish you.”
He watched her shudder with desire at his words. “Yes, Master,” she said, her voice as hoarse as his. He gripped her hips and helped her lower herself onto him, inch by pleasurable inch. As their hips finally met, he felt her grinding against him, finally stimulating her clit, which had been aching all day to be touched. But, mindful of rule number two, she didn’t linger there, but started to ride him, rising up on her knees, then sinking down and taking his whole length again. It was hard, because with her hands bound behind her, she could rely only on her leg muscles both for balance and to move over him. Her tummy muscles clenched with her efforts to keep upright and not tip forward or backward.
She’d only humped him twice when she suddenly threw her head back, moaning, “Oh, oh God, Sir, I’m going to come!” Her cry ended on a gasp and he felt her clench on him, felt the rush of moisture where their bodies were joined, and it was all he had not to come himself. “Keep fucking me—keep going, Princess,” he rasped, restraining himself from grabbing her hips and setting his own rhythm. She started humping him furiously as she rode out her orgasm, her head back and her mouth open, and he watched a fiery blush spread over her face and down her chest. She didn’t seem to be breathing, but just as he was going to intervene, she sucked in a huge breath of air and slowed down slightly.
The slower speed was almost better. He could have sworn she was clenching on him each time she rose up, her pussy squeezing every inch of him as if it were afraid to let go. He had no idea if she was doing it on purpose or not, but that, combined with the sight of the clamps bouncing on her chest, had him close to coming again within a few seconds. He couldn’t resist reaching up to pull on the clamps, and that set her off again, and as she started to come she cried, “Sir, oh, I can’t help it, I’m com—” Again, she lost the end of her sentence as her whole body tensed in rapture. It lasted even longer this time, and when it finally stopped he was gripping the arms of the chair in a desperate attempt to hold back his own orgasm.
She didn’t slow this time, but continued to fuck him rhythmically, at an almost frantic pace. She was putting all she had into it, slamming her pelvis down onto him with each thrust. Her whole body was covered with a sheen of sweat and her face was beet red. Her thighs must have been burning by now, but she obviously had more in her. He wondered what some dirty talk would do to her, so he tried it, growling, “Oh, yeah, fuck me, you horny little cunt! You can’t help yourself, can you? Such a dirty slut!”
It worked—she howled as she started to come again, just barely managing to gasp out, “Com—coming!” before her pussy contracted like a vise. He felt her squirting again and suddenly couldn’t help himself any longer. He grabbed her hips and started slamming her down onto his cock himself, grunting as he neared his climax. She had recovered somewhat and tried to urge him on, saying, “Yes, Master, I’m your dirty slut!”—and then she felt his hot load filling her, and lost herself again. He might not have seen it, so lost was he in the throes of orgasm, but that she lost her balance, tipping backwards as she closed her eyes against the surprising onslaught of pleasure. He had to quickly shift his grip to keep her upright, and even as he experienced his final shudders of pleasure, he was thinking of how much he’d enjoy teaching his slave a lesson about breaking the rules.

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Mitch’s Great Adventure

This is a story I wrote back in 2004. I hope you enjoy it. Wickedtea. Feel free to comment to me in person at wickedteax at hotmail.com
My name is Mitchell, but most people call me Mitch. I lived in a small town 40 miles from civilization, with a population of only about 250 or so. It is one of those towns where everybody knows each other. In this town you were either a miner or a miners wife.
I was 17, and because of the day I was born, as well as being left back a year, I was the oldest in my 10th grade class. School was kind of nice, because most of our teachers were women. For the most part, I think all of them were very pretty. But these women had it rough. They had to put up with the same old sweaty men coming home from the bar every night after a long day at the mine. Most of the miners were alcoholics, for sure.
I was in Ms. Campbell’s class. Ms. Campbell had just got back from college, and for a 25 year old, she still looked my age. Most of us boys talked about what it would be like to be in bed with her. Her long blonde hair and skinny figure are just what I liked in a woman. As far as we knew, Ms. Campbell didn’t belong to any miner, or any other man for that matter.
Sitting next to me was my younger sister, Milla. She is such an airhead that Ms. Campbell had to talk our parents into after-hours tutoring. So my sister got to go to Ms. Campbell’s house every night until her grades got back up. Must have been two months, and six days a week to catch her up. They didn’t always go over lessons either. Milla always came home talking about how Ms. Campbell let her watch educational videos all night, and sometimes Ms. Campbell would braid her hair for her. But that is all over now, as Milla is doing better in class than I am.
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Just as I thought that, a funny thought ran through my mind. What if I would become an airhead. I mean, would Ms. Campbell tutor me…..alone? In her house? The thought kept running through my head. Would my parents buy it? I have been doing good in school all year. Algebra 2, Ms Campbell’s class, is one of my best grades. I then came to a conclusion. It was worth the try. Being so good in the class just meant that I could get my grades back at the pace I wanted.
The bell rang. I hadn’t been paying attention but a lick of drool ad ran out my lip. As the class ended I watched everyone walk out of the class. Milla said goodbye to Ms Campbell, and looked back at me. “Coming?”
“Be right there.” It was the last class of the day and we all had to catch the bus or wait until our parents came to pick us up hours from now. I walked bravely over to Ms. Campbell.
“Yes Mitchell?” I hated that name. Mitchell. Hated it until just then, when she said it.
“I think I am having trouble understanding the lesson we are going over.” I lied out my teeth, I hadn’t even been paying attention to the lesson.
“Well I was watching you back there, and it didn’t seem like you were concentrating on the whiteboard at all. You were just staring at the wall. Something bothering you?” she smiled. God I wanted her. Brains and beauty all wrapped up in one skinny blonde package.
“I actually have been looking ahead in out Algebra book, and the coming lessons seem very hard to me. I usually am pretty natural with math, but this looks plain hard,” I said to her hoping I could get her to say those magical words.
Her lips opened with a smile, “Maybe you need tutoring?”
“BINGO!” I thought. “In like Flynn.”
“Tutoring? Well… you did such a great job with Milla, shes even getting better grades now than I am.” It was the only true thing I have said yet.
“Alright, I’ll call your mother, and you can drive home with me. Get your backpack.”
I couldn’t believe this was actually happening. She left the classroom, and I waited. Two minutes passed by, and Ms. Campbell came back into the room.
“Its good with your mom, come on Mitchell.” She curled her finger at me.
I was intoxicated by her body, and I could not wait to see her house, where she gets dressed, sleeps, takes baths, and whatever else women do.
We got into her Toyota, and she started driving. As she worked the peddles, her skirt, which I was noticing now was above her knees, kept crawling higher as her seat kept her butt lower than her thighs. All I could think about was how nice it would be if they went all the way up. I wondered what type of underwear she wore. I thought “It sure would be great if she did not wear underwear!”
“Something wrong?” She caught me off guard.
I tried to think up a good lie about why I was staring at her thighs, but all I could murmur was “Nope.” I noticed her smile at me. Then I realized. A bulge had started to form in my pants. What could I do? Thinking about it didn’t help…and it started to become more noticeable. I quickly took my backpack off of the floor and put it on my lap and started looking through the pouch.
“Here we are, welcome to my humble abode,” she said as we pulled into a driveway with a two story house on it, “just me and my dog, Fido. Don’t let him harass you. And don’t look him in the eyes.” She smiled and I figured she was joking.
“OK,” I replied. Her house had a complete six foot privacy fence with plants and bushes all about. I noticed it was a nice spring day. “Nice place,” I added.
“Can you help me with this?” Ms Campbell opened trunk and pulled out box from it. “Its heavy, and its been in there for days. Not often I get a strong man around here to help me with things at all.”
My mental jaw dropped. She thought I was strong. Well I came over and grabbed this box that had black marker all over its labels and writing. “What is it?”
She came back quickly with, “Here, I’ll open the door for you, just take it and put it in my room on the first floor. Its a new vacuum my mother sent me.”
“Oh.” Heavy vacuum I thought. I muscled this box all the way up to her door, and as I got there she opened the door.
Standing in the door was none other than this monstrous rottweiler. I look at him and said “Hey there pup…ahhhhh!” The monster jumped up at me and I dropped the box, and then started to run. I ran all over the yard, all the meanwhile Ms. Campbell was shouting things like “Fido!” and “Don’t run Mitchell, hell just chase you more!” She yelled something that I could not understand, and the dog stopped and ran back for the front door. He lost all interest in me. I even followed him back to the door, and he didn’t seem to care. In her hand was a jar of peanut butter.
“He loves this more than anything.” She took a wad out of the jar with her finger and held it at the dog. Fido started uncontrollably licking her fingers. “You try, he’ll love you for it.”
“Anything rather than being bitten.” I grabbed the jar and put my hand inside to find it almost empty. “There is not a lot left.” I grabbed what I could and started to help feed Fido. It was pretty creamy and it took the dog a while to get it all off of me.
“I have a bunch of jars,” she paused, “It was on sale so I bought a bunch. You know Milla and I had to go through almost the same thing when I was tutoring her.”
“Really, heh.” I laughed thinking about Milla getting a big dog bite out of her little round butt. I finished putting the box into the room that she wanted. “So which room are we going to study in?”
“You, Mitch, will start in the kitchen reading the current lesson. I am going to go upstairs real quick to get out of this monkey suit. Come on Fido.” She walked upstairs and Fido followed right behind.
“OK,” I walked into the kitchen and almost tripped over a full dog food bowl, sitting next to an empty water bowl. “How much peanut butter does that dog get?” I thought to myself. After washing my hands, I went over to the table and opened up a book, and started to read it like I was studying.
About 20 long minutes later Ms. Campbell walked in wearing baggy grey sweats, “Much better. Hey Mitch, I was wondering if you could do me a favor.” She walked over and sat down in the chair next to me. She called me Mitch.
“Yeah?” I wondered.
“Call me Sue, but only here. Its awkward having you calling me Ms. Campbell all of the time in my own house. I could get fired for you calling me Sue at work, so please try to be mature about the situation. Same rule goes for Milla. OK?” She smiled when she talked, and was very good at both.
I nodded “OK, Sue. Short for Susan?”
She stood up and went for the fridge. Her sweats were large, and her sweatpants barely stayed on her waist. “Yes, but I hate that name. Almost as much as you hate being called Mitchell, at least that’s what Milla says.” She closed the door to the fridge and began wrestling with her sweatpants elastic cord. “Damn cord, Ergh!” She said as she fought with it, picking at it.
“Whats wrong?” I asked.
“My nails are too long to get this knot in the elastic.”
“I can get it, my sweatpants always do that, and I’m pretty good at undoing tight knots.” Truth be told.
She walked over to noticeably very close to me, and I was still sitting down. “Go for it.” She held in her sweatpants and I grabbed the dangling cord.
This is something I was actually good at, and as I messed with the cord, I could only think about how close I was to her, and actually how close I was to her sweet sex. I was almost done and the phone rang. She let go of one hand to grab the nearby phone. Her sweatpants opened up on one side and all I saw was hip flesh and a thin black line wrapping around her waist. I took another glance at it and finished undoing the knot.
“Uh-huh, yes, thank you, wrong number,” she hung up the phone and said, “Oh, great! Your really useful you know.” She tightened the elastic band and tied her sweatpants tight, then sat down next to me again.
For the next hour we went over the next lesson, and then Sue grabbed my pen and laid it down on the table. “Break time.”
“Cool, my brain is becoming mush.” Which was also true, because I had been thinking about her the whole time while she was teaching me the lesson. “Thanks for this help Sue. I need it.”
“Sure you do, Mitch. Come on out back for a minute.” She got up and started walking through her house. We walked through a sliding glass door into an enormous backyard complete with a small flowing waterfall. She looked at me straight faced and said. “I need to ask you something.”
“Yeah Sue?” I was really curious what this was all about.
“You know your Algebra, Mitch. You aced algebra last year. Your the smartest kid in my class next to your sister.”
She was right, but I had really no idea what to say. “Maybe I should leave, if something is bothering you Sue.”
“No… don’t leave. I am sorry, but nothing in the world can convince me you really need tutoring, so I am wondering why you are here.”
Feeling bad, I had to tell her, before I dug a hole too deep. “Sue, I, well, most of us guys, think, w-w-well, your very pretty, and, and I have a crush on you. I think you are the most beautiful woman ever. ”
She walked right up to me, pointing a finger in my face and smiled and said, “Gotcha.” She fell onto her knees right in front of me on her backyard grass. I gasped as she put her hand right on my crotch. “Pull it out.,” she ordered as she felt me. I immediately complied with her order and unzipped my pants and pulled them and my underwear down to expose my growing member. It was about to three inches now and growing. “Wow… nice dick, Mitch. Are you still a virgin?”
“Yes.” I felt a little embarrassed. I really hadn’t done anything with a girl.
“Pull em up” She stood up and started walking away.
“What?” I was very confused.
“Your not losing your virginity on the grass, Mitch. Lets go.”
I followed her into the house and upstairs… I was so erect I had trouble closing my pants so I just left them open. We went into her bedroom, which was pretty big with a giant bed. I noticed on the nightstand was a jar of peanut butter, and Fido was sitting on the floor next to the nightstand.
“He loves peanut butter. I fed him some more while I was changing into these sweats. Want to help me feed him again?” This was weird. How did we get from her taking my virginity to us feeding the dog.
I was too excited to say no, so I said “Sure.”
“Help me take this knot off of my sweats again.” She held up the elastic cord which was all the way up near her waist.. I helped her untie it again, this time I feeling so confident I placed a hand on her crotch when I was done and rubbed upward, hoping we could skip the dog feeding. Her crotch was very warm. “Are you horny for me Mitch?”
“Oh god yes, you have no idea… this is a dream,” I rambled. She pulled her pants down and took her sweatshirt off. She had no bra! Her beautiful breasts just bounced there while I looked over her body. God it was so nice. She turned around and bent over, exposing her beautiful round ass. Her G-string ran right down the middle, but then she started taking off her underwear. She pulled it off enough to where it would just fall down around her ankles. From behind, I could now see her vagina, and I instinctively went to her and pushed my crotch against her mound from behind. She moaned and motioned for me to get her the peanut butter.
I noticed Fido get up as I grabbed the peanut butter and Sue turned around and sat on the bed with her legs closed. “This is one my favorite things to do, Mitch. I put this on my pussy and let the dog lick me to orgasm. It really keeps me wet and hot, would you like to see?”
“Hell yes,” curiosity killed the cat.
She opened up her long slender legs to reveal her most prized artwork. A blonde haired vagina, with wet bright pink flesh. “Come put some on me.” I grabbed the peanut butter and opened it. As I took a wad out. Fido came over to me and tried to get it, but I evaded him long enough to get some on Sue’s pussy. She opened her legs and Fido began to lick her like there was no tomorrow. She sat there squirming on the bed. “Masturbate for me Mitch.”
“Um, I don’t masturbate,” I said, lying.
“Oh…,” she moaned , “listen kiddo, there are two types of people. Those who masturbate and those who lie about not doing it.”
“Sorry, your right, I masturbate everyday, three times a day or more!” I realized she was much more experienced with men. I started pulling out my dick and started playing with it. Fido was doing a great job on Sue, and I was already hard as a rock. Sue stared at me bulging throbbing cock, and then looked up at me and licked her lips.
“You sister told me you masturbate anyway, shes seen you before. Come kneel down next to my head.” Sue leaned back on her elbows. I jumped up on the bed, kicked off my pants, and got on my knees with my cock next to her head. Milla has watched me masturbate? I was curious about how much Milla ans Sue talked about me. She took me in her mouth. I couldn’t help it, I was about to come already and all I knew that is what I wanted to. So came I did, and she rolled over and grabbed my shaft and started banging it into her mouth and swallowing repeatedly. My body was jumping to convulsions of pleasure as she swallowed every last drop of my cum.. My cock fell out of her mouth and I noticed Fido on the bed licking her from behind. She looked up at me and moaned, “I’m cumming!!!!!Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!God Mitch!” She jumped into little spasms then fell flat on the bed.
After a second, while I was still recuperating, she got up, turned around and sat down. “Go lay down Fido, thanks but your turn is over. Its Mitch’s turn.” My Cock sprang to life. “Your sister and I are very close Mitch. What do you think about her? ”
Interesting question at a time like this I thought.. My sister… well shes almost two years younger than I am, and shes blonde like Sue, and skinny, a nice rounded ass, small perky tits, “Shes pretty cool.”
“Her and I regularly have sex together.”
I gasped again. Actually, I about had a heart attack. “Really? Your a lesbian?” I realized the stupidity of that question after it had left my lips. Her and my sister? How fucking hot that is to hear.
“Bi. Otherwise I wouldn’t have drank your cum all up, Mitch.” She started playing with my regrowing penis. “How was that for you?”
“Words cannot describe how good that was. Thank you, Sue.”
“Oh I’m not through with you yet, Mitch. I have to get you all caught up on our class.”
The doorbell rang.
“Its Milla.” Sue smiled.
I heard the front door open. My heart jumped. I was naked on the bed, with Sue playing with my dick, and my sister was about to walk in on us. I heard the steps up the stairs and I started getting harder. Would I fuck my sister tonight? My dick burst out to full length as the bedroom door opened.
“Holy shit,” Milla smiled and said, “That’s a nice one, bro. Hi Sue-baby.”
“Hey my little love-slut, his virginity is still in place, ready for you.” Sue looked at me to see my expression.
“I’m confused.” I looked around as my cock grew even more hard and my curiosity went out the roof. My sister wants my virginity?
“I want you to be my first man, Mitch,” said Milla. “I sneak in on you all the time while your in the shower and in your room at night and I am fascinated with you. I want to lose my virginity with you. Tonight.”
I hadn’t realized it but most of Milla clothes were off, except her shirt and bra. Sue stood up and walked over to Milla, and started helping her take off the rest of her clothes. I started playing with myself. Milla kept staring at my dick while I played with it, and Sue went behind Milla and pulled her underwear down. Milla was bald down below, and just the thought of her and Sue licking each others pussies made my whole body shudder. Milla walked to me undoing her bra from the front, and opened up her small perky tits right in front of me. Instincts took over again, and I leaned forward and started sucking on one of her nipples. She moaned.
“Are you going to be OK fucking your little sister?” Milla asked.
“I know someone once told me it was wrong, ” I said “but I forgot who that was. I’m good with it.” I smiled and Milla reached down and grabbed my cock from the front.
Sue had walked around to the nightstand and opened it, pulling out and setting on top a dildo of a big penis, a vibrator, a bottle of lubricant, and another smaller dildo with a wire attached to it and a little plastic remote on the end. Milla leaned over and kissed me. I kissed her back and we flew onto the bed with her lying on her back.
“I want you to see my hymen before you tare it. I want you to know that your sister who will always love you wanted you to tare her virginity from her.” Milla looked solemnly at me. I looked down at her vagina and saw a small flesh shield blocking her passage. Milla held it open nicely so I could see it. “You like?” I nodded, smiled, and then went to mount her and Sue spoke up.
“Hey there… your going to need this, Mitch.” she threw the bottle of lubricant over to me. I opened it and doused my dick with it, careful to not get any on the bed. I looked over at sue and she took that small dildo and started shoving it up her ass. Then she sat down and took the big dildo and started pumping her pussy with it, watching us. We smiled at each other.
“I want you to hold my legs up over your shoulders Mitch, because it will be easier for you to penetrate me then.” Milla started bringing her legs up into the air and I helped her lift them over my shoulders. I saw my fleshy target. I leaned forward and was about to insert my dick into my little 15 year old sister. “Hey…eat me first, will ya? She said like the little girl she was.
“Rushing, are we Mitch?” Sue smiled as she impaled herself with the large dildo. “Eat her pussy good. Act like Fido, hehe. Ohh..mmmmm…” she continued fucking herself.
I thought about taking my time in my sisters pussy but wen I leaned down all I could do was just eat her like it was my last day on earth. She squirmed and moaned, and her juices began flowing onto my face, it tasted so good in my mouth. All I could think about was fucking her. Then I heard Sue cum again.
“Ohhhh….god..oh god oh god oh god…..yeahhhhhhhhhhh!” She screamed.
I stopped to look but Milla grabbed my head and pushed it back in her pussy. She started talking to Sue “Sue baby, he’s really good, you have to try this. You seem well trained at eating pussy Mitch. Remember to thank Fido for the lesson…ha..Oh! Oh god… I’m getting close…I want you to fuck me Mitch. Take my virginity now!”
Without a pause I grabbed my cock and slammed it home in my sisters pussy. She screamed out loud and I started to pull out, but she held me and kept pushing me deep. She was even crying at this point, and I looked down to see how it looked and noticed blood. I gasped and jumped and Milla noticed and whispered to me it would be alright. I started to pull out and push back in her, but she was so very tight.
“Oh my god Mitch I am about to cum, fuck me as hard as you can!” Milla screamed. I started fucking her hard, hard as could fuck without breaking her fragile body. “I’m cummmmmminnnnnggggoooooooohhhhhhhgodddddddd” Milla came and I could feel all of her juices flow at once into her fuck hole. I started to cum again.
“Ohhhh godddddd…” I moaned and felt my dick pulled out of Milla and placed into the mouth of the Sues head, which was somehow in between my legs now. I came in her mouth again, this time I fucked her lips as I came, and she took all of my cum in like a champion. however this time I could tell she did not swallow.
“Watch out!” Milla said. She pushed my aside as Sue rolled over on her hands and knees. Milla positioned herself under Sues mouth and Sue opened her mouth to spill cum into Milla’s awaiting mouth. Milla swallowed every last bit of that cum, and then they began to kiss.
“I want my red wings, ” said Sue as she lied on her back on the bed, “Eat me Mitch while your sister sits on my face.”
I did as commanded. This fuck fest was incredible. I smiled knowing this was not the end of the afternoon. I had made two new lovers, my math teacher Sue, and my sister Milla. I bore my tongue deep into Sue while Milla squatted over sues face and placed her pussy into Sues mouth. This looked fucking hot from my view. I crammed some fingers up in Sues loose wet hole and started fucking her with them. After two or three minutes both of the women let out groans as they were both having orgasms.
“Oh god, Mitch, your awesome.” Sue said to me. I agreed that I never thought I would be as good the first time.
“Can we fuck at home now Mitch?” Milla asked.
I was about to reply when Sue said, “Awww….what fun am I going to have without you two?”
“Sue is right, Milla, we should not keep each other apart. We have something special now,” I was talking out of my ass, I just did not want the fun and pleasure to stop.
“Yeah, your right… Sue… want to sixty-nine?” Milla asked.
“Baby I’m spent for tonight. If you two want to go on you have about another hour before you should be on your way home.” Sue seemed sleepy, “I’ll be on the couch if you want to eat me out like that again, Mitchy.”
After she left the room, Milla and I continued to fuck for another hour. I came, well just a little bit each time, in her mouth twice more and I brought her to orgasm four or five more times with my cock and once with my tongue. This day had been the perfect day for any man. Fucking your teacher and sister in the same day? Both fine skinny blondes? On my way out I stopped by Sue and brought her to orgasm once more with my tongue. Milla watched, not saying a word.
Milla and I were walking home and I just had to ask, “Hey, how did you ever find time to study and become better at Algebra? Did you know I would ever ask Sue to tutor me? And how long have you been watching me masturbate?”
She replied, “Well we played learn-math-for-oral-sex games, and I have had lots of oral from Sue,” she smiled, “Sue and I got to talking about you one day and we thought it would be a great idea to bring you into our relationship, especially because we both wanted to fuck you. I really wanted to lose my virginity to you ever since I saw you masturbate about 6 months ago. I have been trying to catch you at every time I can. Now I have something much, much better. I get to fuck my brother.”
We walked for another hour until we got home. That night when Mom was sleeping, Milla sneaked into my room.
“Hey brother. Look what I brought!” she whispered excitingly. She pulled a bottle of lubrication out of her clothes. “Whip it out I am going to masturbate you good.” I did as she asked. My cock had already become hard. She put some of this lube on it and clenched both of her hands together squeezed tight and began pounding me.
“Oh god Milla, that feels so good. Fuck me with your hands.” It felt like I was being fucked by the tightest pussy ever. She squeezed on it so hard I could see the veins bulge out. “I’m already close to cumming….” she leaned over and put her mouth under my cock and told me to cum in her mouth. I let out a mighty blast of cum that not only got in her mouth, it got in her hair also.
“Shit Mitch, now I have to take a shower,” she seemed pissed, “Come with me, you can do me doggy in the shower.”
I haven’t done doggy yet, I thought, and agreed to go with her. “Alright, lets hurry and be as quiet as we can, so we do not wake everyone up.”
We sneaked into the bathroom and turned on the shower. The instant the room filled with noise Milla jumped on me, kissing me passionately. I bent her over the kitchen sink and wet my hand with some shower water. I used the water to wet my dick enough to re-enter Milla. I began fucking her hard over the bathroom sink, looking at myself fucking my kid sister in the mirror. She felt so good, so tight, so wet. She even made me gasp by reaching between her legs and rubbing my balls while I fucked her wet hole. Then she motioned she had enough in her vagina. She reached her hand around her back and pulled my dick out, and poked it at her other hole. We tried to get it in, but to no avail. We climbed in the shower and washed up a little then I fucked her pussy again until we both came. I made sure not to cum in her but to pull out and cum on her back..
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The next day in Sues class Milla, Sue and I kept exchanging glances and smiles. After school, we didn’t ride the bus home, but we drove with Sue to her house.. On the way there we were exchanging playful touches, getting ready for the afternoon together.
“I have a surprise for you two today,” Sue said. We tried the rest of the ride to get exactly what it was out of her but she would not budge. As we pulled up her driveway we stopped behind another truck parked in the driveway. It was a big truck with bull-horns mounted on front. As we were getting out of the car a man about 35 years old, at my first guess, walked out of the house and greeted us.
“Hello, my name is Antonio,” he said.
I introduced Milla and myself. He was a big man, probably 6 foot 3, 230 or so pounds. All muscle.
“It is all set up Sue.” Antonio smiled.
“What is?” both Milla and I asked simultaneously.
“You will see you two, come look.”Sue led us into the bedroom where I had dumped that box off on the first floor just the last day. The box was ripped open and on the bed was some sort of sex machine. “I couldn’t figure out how to get it together, so I called my old friend Antonio to help me. He would like to join us tonight. This machine is going to fuck us girls really good tonight.”
“Well lets get nekid!.” I spoke with a certain tone, and all four of us began to get naked. I glanced over at Antonio and he swelled up to a massive eight inches! I looked down at my almost 6 inches and felt small.
Whack! My ass was swapped by Milla, who had been standing to my side. She turned around to pull off her underwear so I turned around and went to swat her back. She reached down and grabbed her ankles and looked at me, then smiled. I looked over at Sue who sat on the edge of the bed and was waiting for Antonio to bring his cock to her mouth. Sue grabbed it as it came close and started jacking it. I got down on my knees and took advantage of this nice position my sister was in. I started eating her pussy out, while she reached one arm up and started to play with my cock and balls. It felt so good I had to stop eating her for a minute, and when I did I noticed all of Antonio’s eight inches in Sues mouth! I buried my face back into Milla’s warm, juicy cunt. Her pussy tasted so sweet.
“Now its time to be machine fucked,” Milla said as she got up and left my tongue in the wind. Her pussy was well lubricated with her juices, and she lied on the bed and tried to snuggle up to the machines massive dildo end. Sue stopped sucking Antonio, who then picked up the pace by himself.
“One minute babe, I have to make sure she does this right,” Sue said as she turned around and moved to Milla’s side on the bed. “Hey baby-slut, this dildo is too big, use this one.” Sue reached over on the nightstand and grabbed a small dildo, which was even smaller then me. It must have been 4 inches. “Lets get that ass fucked, OK?”
My heart jumped as Milla acknowledged the anal penetration she was about to receive. Sue grabbed some lubrication and placed it on my sisters tight asshole, and rubbed it in with her finger. My whole body tremored when I saw her little finger poke inside Milla. I often shoved my finger in myself to make me cum faster, but I never really thought about anyone else doing it to me.
Milla went to all fours and fit the new end of the machine against her hole. Sue exclaimed to Milla that if she did not relax, her hole would not accept the dildo even with the amount of lube it had on it. Sue moved to where Milla’s head was facing down and then positioned her beautiful body so where Milla could eat her twat. Milla knelt forward and began to play hard-to-give to Sue.
“I hate it when you do that, you little slut, eat my pussy or I’ll put the machine away.” Sue smiled as she told Milla, and Milla replied with burying her face in Sue. She was a sight to see, my little sister was. I bet she ate pussy with the best of them. “Mitch babe will you turn it on?”
“Yeah sure thing.” I went over to the machine and flicked the switch on it. The dildo started to push into Milla, and she bore her head into Sue. Sue even had to back up because Milla was going to hard on her pussy. Now Sue was on the headboard. Antonio crawled up onto the bed and stuck his cock into Sues accepting mouth. I just watched this machine penetrate my little sisters asshole and found it very sexy. I reached down and flicked another switch which made the machine speed up. I thought I heard Milla cry when I did this, so I turned it back down real quick.
“Leave it on high!” Milla pulled her mouth out of Sue just long enough to speak.
I turned the speed back up and started jacking off to the spectacular sight of sex on the bed in front of me. Antonio let out a cry and started cumming in Sues mouth. He let out so much that it spilled onto Sues belly.
“Are we late?” My vision shot to the open door behind me where there stood two skinny brunette women. Everyone stopped, except Milla, to look at the two. They were in their 30’s and fine as hell. Then it hit me that I have seen these women before.
“Mrs. Smith and Ms. St. Paul?” I asked, seeing the shadow of two middle school teachers I use to know.
“Wow look at your fine growing cock, stud,” said Mrs. Smith, “Towns too damn small for it to be anyone else who looks like us.” They were awesome looking and sparsely dressed. They looked alike for the most part, except Mrs Smith had huge dick sucking lips and Ms. St. Paul had gigantic breasts.
“Thanks, well are you going to stand in the door or are you going to come in?” I said.
“I’m Ronda,” said Mrs. Smith.
“Please call me Kate,” said Ms. St Paul.
Ronda and Kate turned to each other and started kissing!! I walked over to them and grabbed each of their asses at the same time, just as Ronda reached down and gave my cock a good tug. “I would like some of this by the end of the night, you little fucking stud, you.”
“Me first,” Said Sue as she pulled me out of the brunettes arms. “Time for you to fuck my pussy, Mitch. Since I am on birth control, I want you to be the first tonight to spurt cum in my pussy.” She bent over on the bed and I pushed my cock right into her blonde snatch. Antonio walked around me and went to my old middle school teachers. I grabbed Sues hips and started fucking her nice wet pussy as hard as I could. Milla pulled off of the little dildo, unhooked it and started assembling the large dildo so it would fuck her. Sue moaned as I fucked her hard and begun playing with herself. Sue wanted to cum bad. I picked up the pace and started getting close to orgasm also. “Oh my god!” Sue started cumming as I spurt my load into her. “Oh I can feel it… your warm cum deep in my pussy!” Cumming in a mouth was one thing, but cumming in pussy was much more pleasurable!
“Yaah!” said Kate as she knelt down next to Sue. Antonio was fucking her the same way as I was fucking Sue. I looked back and was astonished to see Ronda’s face buried in his Ass! How hot! She was licking and kissing his ass. I was still hard and still inside Sue, so I started fucking her again, which I could tell she wanted. Milla was going at it on the machine, and started to orgasm.
“Oh my fucking god this machine is…aweeeesssooommmeee!” Milla came and the machine kept fucking her. It looked like Milla was having a seizure. She pulled off the machine and knelt forward to turn it off. Once off she rolled off te bed on the side as everybody else. I looked over to Antonio, who nodded at me, and saw how his huge dick was pounding Kate real good. I looked back at Ronda and started fantasizing about her doing it to me.
“Holy!” I yelled as I felt something wet touch my ass cheek. I looked back to see Milla watching and learning from Ronda! Milla, my sister was going to lick my ass! I pushed into Sue about two more times then I pulled out so I could get sue where I wanted her. I turned her over and pushed her shoulders down so her face was lined up with my cock. I grabbed the back or her head by her hair and she smiled and then opened her mouth. I started humping her face as she swallowed our cum off of my cock.
“This is fun!” Milla said, “But I want my ass fucked by Mitch’s cock!” She pulled me back and walked me to an open part of the bed. She crawled up and put her knees on the edge of the bed and crawled up just a little. He asshole was still open from the machine. I grabbed the lube on the nightstand and put a spill in her open hole and on my hard cock. I rubbed it in real good and then, grabbing the head of my cock and pushing it in, entered Milla’s beautiful asshole! It was so tight. I was nowhere near close to cumming, and Milla was in for a good ass fucking.
Antonio brought Kate to orgasm and she shuddered. Antonio let out a growl and pulled out and turned around to Ronda’s open mouth and jacked off in it. He backed off and Kate turned around and knelt on the ground to play cum-swap with Ronda. Sue had crawled up on the bed by now and was lubing up the machine so she would get another nice fucking. I saw her reach in the nightstand top drawer and pull out a monster dildo attachment.
Milla was flailing as I fucked her. She seemed to really dig anal, and I really dug giving it to her. She reached down and started masturbating her pussy while I slammed home from behind. “Oh my god Mitch, this feels so good I want you to cum in my ass!.”
I went from not close to pumping what little cum I had left into my sisters ass with a shuddering orgasm. I thought I was about to collapse and pulled out of Milla and stood back, taking in the scene. Ronda and Kate were now on the floor in a 69, and Antonio just turned on the machine and Sue was impaled on ‘the monster dildo’, ready for it to start going. Milla in front of me was spilling out semen from her gaping asshole.
Milla turned around and we kissed passionately. That afternoon was wonderful, but it was time to go. “We have to get going, guys, sorry.” We jumped in our clothes.
“Thanks Mitch and Milla”
“Yeah thanks babe”
“Bye young cock-stud”
We said our goodbyes and we walked home. I noticed something different about this walk home. Milla had grabbed my hand and we were holding hands walking. She stopped me, and looked at me with the cutest face. I could almost fuck her right there.
“Fuck me right here.” Milla said seriously. “I want that cock in my ass again.”
“We have no lube, and besides we have to get home for dinner,” I said.
We walked home, and when we got here there was a truck in the driveway. It was our fathers truck. My mother had been divorced for some time, and our father came by regularly to get ‘some of that ol time love’ from our mom. We walked in the door and immediately heard them humping in the back room. My moms bed was crappy, and it squeaked a lot when she fucked on it. Sometimes I’d hear it squeaking when no man was around to ‘squeak’ it. Against my will I imagined my mother masturbating in bed. She was a pretty brown haired woman with nice round breasts. I never thought about my mom too much like that, but after fucking my little sister, maybe I should expand my lovemaking to my mother? Nahhhh…
Our group sexual relationship continued for the rest of the week, and then it started to slow down to once a week. A month later Kate married Antonio and they moved to Boston. Ronda transferred to another school on the other side of the state. One more month later and we heard the worst news we would hear for a long time.
“I’m moving to Florida,” Sue told us while Milla and I were fucking her. We slowed down and asked why. “I got a job with a school out there and it pays a lot more then here. I’m barely making it. I’m sorry.”
Next month, Sue left. Milla and I had no good place to fuck anymore. We would sneak it when we could around the house, and had a lot of close calls. The school year ended, and summer break finally arrived. Our mother kept working in the summer, so we had the mornings to fuck. We never did use condoms, I just pulled out and came on her belly, back, or in her mouth.
One day while Milla and I were in my room getting ready to play, Milla said, “Hey whats with Mom? She hasn’t had a lover over for months. Ever since dad came over last.”
“I don’t know. Why do you ask?” I was curious where this was going.
“She masturbates every night. I see her in the mornings sometimes crying. She works really hard and keeps us fed, and she had no friends or lovers, maybe its getting hard for her.” Milla had a good point. Our mother did everything for us, and all we did was hang out in the house and consume food and have sex.
“Lets get jobs.” I said.
“I have an interesting idea, it actually came to me in a dream. Actually never mind.” Milla bent over and started sucking me. I pulled her back up.
“Whats your idea?”
“Well I am 16 now, and that’s the legal age for consent in this state. In my dream I was in the mines getting paid for stripping for all of the miners. You were there collecting all of the money.” She seemed embarrassed, but I had to admit it, the idea was good. Milla was hot to trot for any old man. Most of these men would blow their whole paycheck for a young girl to strip for them.
“OK.”
“What?”
“Well start tomorrow.” I pushed her back on my cock and she started to suck me hard. Milla was in to deep throating now. I enjoyed when the head of my penis touched the back of her incestuous throat. She would use one hand and milk my cock into her mouth. This always made my orgasm really powerful. I thought about my sister being fucked by many miners, and the thought drove me crazy. For some reason I wondered if my mom gave good head and I began to shudder in an intense orgasm.
The next day we left for the mines. Milla wore skimpy clothing, showing most of her beautiful blonde body. The men could not take their eyes off of her.
“My brother and I would like a tour of the mines, and I think it would be a great idea for you to take us.” Milla pressed her hip out towards the 45 year old man, who momentarily sprung a boner and led us to the mine.
The mine was dark and very creepy. As we walked in I held a flashlight on Milla so all of the men leaving would not leave and follow us. We walked for about 5 minutes and developed a small band of miners behind us. Milla stopped near one dead end and turned around.
“10 dollars to see my tits,” she offered. The men went nuts. They gathered 10 dollars together and passed it to me. Milla shook her head. “I want 10 dollars from each of you to show you my little 16 year old tits.” The men gathered all the money they could. From 10 men Milla received 94 dollars. “This will be good for today, but tomorrow you had better bring more money then that, because I want to show you my bald pussy too.” She took off her top revealing her bra that left not much to the imagination. I looked out and saw some of the guys rubbing their crotches. Then she reached behind her back and undid her bra. The men hooted and hollered when she revealed her perky beautiful titties.
On the way home Milla told me that all of those dirty men made her hot. We went home and had anal sex, which was what Milla liked when she was hot. I loved cumming in her anus. I could actually cum in a tight flesh hole of hers. I liked cumming in her mouth, but it wasn’t the same. I still had not cum in er pussy, but the thought of it is amazing.
The next week Milla and I went to our mom.
“Hey mom,” I said.
“Yes dear??” she replied. I looked at my mother like I had not looked at her in a long time. She was in her night gown, and she looked good!
“Milla and I have been earning money on the side. We have been doing work for old man McCoy near the mines. This is what we have earned so for.” I handed her 5 one hundred dollar bills.
“Oh my!” she yelled, “He pays you this much?”
“He has the money, mom.” Old man McCoy was a rich son of a bitch.
“Well thanks, this will really help out.” She reached out and hugged me tight. I felt her breast rub against me and one of nipples against my arm. I started to become aroused, but she did not let go of me soon enough.
“Oh my!” she let go of me and looked down. “Little excited are we?”
“Sorry.”
“Don’t be, it makes me feel good to know I turn someone on, even if its my son.” She smiled and then said, “Now run along.”
That night Milla and I could really hear Moms bed squeaking. Milla came into my room and stated something that I will remember for the rest of my life, “Moms door is cracked open, and I can see her inside playing!”
Milla and I went out into the hallway and saw that the door was indeed cracked open. We crept over to the door and I hovered over Milla as we peeked in. As I was leaning over her, I must have leaned to far but I fell into Milla and we both came crashing through the door.
“Get out!” Mom yelled, “What are you two doing out there?! Get back in here now!”
“But you just told us to get out!” Milla yelled back from my room, where we ran too.
“Now!” she demanded.
We walked back into her room and to both our surprise she was still naked on the bed!
“Come see your Momma.” she had a smile on her face and that’s when I noticed a bottle of Jack Daniels on her nightstand. “You Momma loves both of you very much and wants to thank you for what you both did to help.”
I tried to play dumb, “Mom, your naked. Shouldn’t you put some clothes on?”
“Mitchell, Milla, I know.” She smiled at us.
“Know what?” Milla asked.
“I do the household laundry, and I see you both have interestingly dirty clothes. I put most of your clothes and towels together it smells like someone jizzed all over the place. You two have been having sex with each other.” Damn we forgot about the laundry.
Milla played dumb, “What? Ewww….. hes my brother! I wouldn’t do a thing like that.”
Mom reached behind her and pulled out a tape recorder. She hit play and Milla and I heard one of our sex sessions.
“Mom, were lovers. We have been for months.” I said bravely.
“Your momma needs loving too, Mitch.” I was starting to see my mothers goal. She wanted us to fuck her. I walked over to her and grabbed her hair behind her head and kissed her passionately. Milla came across the other way and threw all of the bed sheets off of the bed, and started undressing. I stopped kissing her and moved back to take off my clothes. I was getting very turned on by the fact that my mother, the one who gave birth to me, anted my cock.
Now we were all three naked and glancing at each other. Mother laid back and patted her pussy. I went to lick it, but Milla beat me to it! I crawled up to her pillow and mounted her tits. I placed my cock right in the middle of her great jugs and started rubbing it in between them. My mother just looked and smiled. I could smell barely any alcohol on her, as a matter of fact. She had been planning this.
“Oh god! Mitch, Milla, you both make Momma feel so good!”
And so it was, MIlla, Momma and I lived our next years running strip shows and sex shows and prostitution in the mines of our small town. When we gathered enough money, we went to Florida and Mom met Sue. Mom and Sue would then become very good friends…
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A lobbying group, Titcage, works to degrade women and educate them on how to be the sluts they really are. Long and very graphic, with something for everyone.

TEACHER HAS ANSWER FOR EXCUSES

A high school English teacher reminded her class of tomorrow’s final exam: “Now class, I won’t tolerate any excuses for you not being there tomorrow. I might consider a nuclear attack or a serious personal injury or illness, or a death in your immediate family – but that’s it, no other excuses whatsoever!”
A smart-butt guy in the back of the room raises his hand and asks, “What would you say if tomorrow I said I was suffering from complete and utter sexual exhaustion?”
The entire class does its best to stifle their laughter and snickering. When silence is restored, the teacher smiles sympathetically at the student, shakes her head, and sweetly says, “Well, I guess you’d have to write the exam with your other hand.

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I Watched My Wife With An Older Man 2

I posted the start of my story a week ago, and intended that was all I’d say about it. The title of it was I Watched My Wife With An Older Man. Doing that was hard enough because I was extremely frightened of being found out. I still am. That would be the end of my job, and Anna’s and my life here. To be truthful, I didn’t exactly write that part either. I had a friend do it for me, just like she’s doing with this episode. Her name is Cleo. I’ve been friends with Cleo since high school and we have no secrets from each other. She is totally beautiful but except for a few childhood games of Doctor, we’ve never been lovers – just the best of friends. That’s why I told her about my wife being fucked by that older man – and how it’d made me feel. I figured she’d call me a wimp, or worse. Most folks would, but I was surprised when she told me she had written a story like mine for another man and posted it on a website. She said it’d helped the guy deal with his feelings about it, and assured me no one could possibly find out who it was about. I knew she’d written articles for the local paper, but was still reluctant. She finally persuaded me, so I spoke into a recorder and she put it together.
I guess I should first bring everyone up to date. A few months ago I’d brought home a business client who was a friend of my boss, to stay the night. He was a big guy, older man (I found out he was sixty years old) in pretty good shape with a developing pot-belly. I’m thirty-five, Anna’s twenty-nine. That evening I’d watched in a pretended drunken sleep as he’d hit on Anna all night, primarily just to see what she’d do – if she would remain faithful. To cut to the chase, he’d ended up fucking her into a shuddering climax as I’d watched from the bathroom, cumming into a tissue. Just watching them had made me cum so hard I was weak. I’d been totally unprepared for my reaction to seeing some stranger stuff his large cock inside my wife, and I was still having trouble dealing with it. At times I was so jealous I was filled with rage. Sometimes, I jerked off into a sock just reliving it. Pretty sick, huh? Go ahead call me a wimp, a pussy. I’ve called myself worse over all this.
I never mentioned to Anna that I saw them, so she didn’t suspect, although she tried doubly hard to please me after it happened – waiting on me, hot sex sessions, the whole thing. I guess she felt guilty, but what the hell, so did I. Then the bomb shell dropped. My boss came by, congratulated me on a minor accomplishment and asked if I minded if Walt stayed a couple nights with Anna and me again. Said he’d raved about how much he’d enjoyed it. I’ll bet! My mind suddenly cramped-up at the news and all I could do was nod dumbly. That night lying in bed with Anna, I contemplated the corner I was in, and wondered if I should confess that I’d seen them. I just couldn’t do it. I guess I loved her too much and knew the stress it’d cause between us. Still, I knew I had to inform her Walt would be returning, and I didn’t know how she would receive that news.
“You remember that Walt guy who stayed overnight with us a while back? Well, the boss asked me if we could do it again for a couple days.” I felt her grow quiet beside me, couldn’t even hear her breathing.
“You didn’t agree, did you?”
“Well . . . I sort of did. Is that a problem?”
After a long heartbeat, she said, “I guess not. I just don’t like strangers in our home. I like being alone with you.”
“It’ll be all right. You liked Walt Okay, didn’t you?”
“I guess,” she said in a quiet voice.
A moment later she slid over and laid her head on my chest. “Pat, I love you.”
“And I love you, Kitten.”
“I really mean it.”
“Me too.”
The day finally arrived and I picked Walt up at the airport. Anna was fixing BBQ on the back patio. She was dressed in her white shorts and a halter top. She loved beautiful as usual. Walt must of thought so too because as I watched him watch her tight ass all afternoon, I could see a bulge in the area of his fly. I made it my job to run errands into the kitchen for drinks and sauce, hurrying to a spot near the back bedroom where I could watch them. Walt was predictable. No sooner had I departed the area, and he was at it again. He’d grab Anna by the wrist or around her waist, but she’d jerk away and hiss something at him until he backed off. As the evening got late and we consumed more drinks, my “bathroom trips” took longer and I could see Anna was getting tired of having to fight him off. I didn’t know how far I’d let it go yet. I felt like a sick puppy, but was also so excited that I trembled. The conflict was killing me. On one trip I made it to the back window and saw them standing near the pool, Walt’s hand was trapped between Anna’s legs, and I watched as he forced his knee between them too, getting better access. He was now able to cup her entire vagina, working his hand as she attempted to push it away. Suddenly, he lowered his face and swallowed her mouth. She froze. Then I saw something that stabbed me in the heart. She accepted his tongue, suddenly kissing him back, and quit pushing his hand away. Somehow seeing her kiss him like that hurt about as bad as previously seeing his cock inside her. As for my own cock, it could’ve cut glass at the moment. Anna finally broke away, glancing furtively toward the door where I’d return. They were seated when I got there, Anna’s face flushed, Walt grinning.
I stood and stretched. “Well, as I said, I have to be in the office to call the East Coast office as soon as they open in the morning. They’re a couple hours ahead of us so it’ll be an early day for me. I have to turn in, but you guys enjoy the evening and we’ll figure out what we’ll do tomorrow when I return about nine. Good night. I ignored Anna’s expression, something between terror and hunger, and went inside.
I put on my PJ bottoms, remained barefoot, and peeked outside to see if they were still there. They were there conversing in low tones. Anna was shaking her head and sneaking glances at the rear door. I heard Walt laugh softly as Anna dropped her head, staring into her lap. Walt got up and went to sit beside her on the sofa lounge. She didn’t look at him. Walt took her unresisting hand, placing it on his dick, holding it there. She still didn’t look up, just shook her head, apparently telling him no but he was ignoring her. With his other hand he reached out and grasped her right nipple and I imagined I could hear her gasp from where I watched. I knew she loved that, and watched her face contort as he rolled it around between his thumb and forefinger. Even from where I stood, I could see she was weakening. Walt took his considerable semi-hard girth from his trousers, and re-wrapped her fingers around it. This time she looked down at it, opening her mouth as though in amazement. It looked even larger than I recalled.
Walt released her nipple, massaged the side of her neck and face, then pulled her head forward and down, toward his erection. She resisted only temporarily, then lowered her face and engulfed most of it. I head him groan as she did. Then she went to work on his cock hungrily for a couple minutes. Suddenly, she stood, looked down at him for a moment then walked toward the rear door. I scampered frantically to get back to our bedroom, sliding under the covers with only a second to spare. The exertion probably made my deep breathing convince her I was sound asleep. I heard the door close softly and only waited for about a minute before I hurried back to my post near the window. Anna was already kneeling in front of him, swallowing his cock hungrily. He pulled her up into his lap, holding still as she slowly slid down on his thick cock. I saw her throw her head back – heard her moan. Then they were fucking like animals. I was finding it hard to breath, could feel my heart pounding against my chest violently. My legs were about to give out but I couldn’t look away. It was clear their frustration had been building all afternoon and they wanted a quick release. His cock was so thick I could see him pulling the lining of her vagina out with each thrust. Mine looked like a child’s in comparison. If it was painful for her, she didn’t act like it. His hairy sacs looked like hardballs slapping against her anus. He suddenly grasped her ass cheeks and strained upward. I could see Anna’s inter-thighs trembling, heard her whimper and saw her toes working steadily. I knew from experience that she was there. She was sucking his tongue as they came together – long shuddering surges wracking her body in waves – over and over. I felt completely inadequate. I’d never been able to make her do that. Then I exploded too, like a volcano – like I’d never done before either. My legs finally gave out as I slowly sank to the floor, never taking my eyes off the spectacle before me.
Anna had collapsed against his hairy chest, gasping through her open mouth for breath, her ass and legs still trembling violently from her pleasure. She lowered her face again and lovingly accepted his tongue, clearly licking the inside of his mouth. God that hurt. As his cock deflated, a river of white ran from her pussy lips, onto his hairy balls and legs. I watched as he pushed her off his lap and guided her head downward, indicating with a silent nod what he wanted. Without a single protest, she sucked his cock clean, licking it from top to bottom – she did his balls, then back to his softening cock. She made love to it, actually worshiped it with her mouth. That nearly killed me, but my own cock was hardening once more and I grasped it tightly.
Who was this woman whom I thought I knew? She’d never licked my messy cock afterward. This person looked like a slut. A total stranger. That was my beautiful Anna in front of me. My wife! I watched, mesmerized, as she worked his cock back to a state of erection. It was already half-hard when she sucked his nuts into her mouth, lifted up and nibbled under them at the tender strip of flesh found there. I saw his thick meat stiffen more as he slid downward, giving her better access. He lifted his knees, holding them in the crook of his arms as she nuzzled between his ass cheeks, licking his asshole.
Slut! Oh shit, I was ready to cum again. I quickly let go of my cock, breathing heavily and shaking. She had it stuck all the way down her throat now, her nose in his pubic hair, holding it there, her throat muscles working, milking it. It didn’t take long. His thighs tightened as he wrapped his fingers in her hair and shot his load deep into her belly. She lapped it up like it was cream. He had to literarily had to force her mouth off his cock. He tossed her onto the sofa, and buried his face in her vagina as she screamed, clutching his head in her hands and between her thighs. She came almost instantly. So did I. I almost had to crawl back to my room. Half-alseep, I felt Anna slip silently between the sheets about twenty minutes later.
The next morning I left before daylight, Anna still sleeping. I took care to smooth my side of the sheet and fluff my pillow though. I came back around nine to find them both in the pool. I went into the bedroom and found the bed hadn’t been made yet. Pulling down the cover, I saw my side mussed, the pillow flattened. On the sheet were several small stains that I knew were semen. I got close and took awhiff. It looked like they’d had quite a morning after I’d left. Jealousy reared its ugly head again. So did my cock.
I knew it would only be temporary relief, but I went into the bathroom and whacked off. Then I joined them outside, where I learned Walt had been advised to attend a luncheon in El Paso the following day and had to leave for the airport. He said he’d return and spend one more day with us after his meeting. Anna “volunteered” to drive him to the airport. They departed around 2:00 PM. It was a forty minute round trip. She returned about 5:30. I checked her closely and saw the tell-tell redness around her pretty mouth, knowing instantly that she’d given Walt a good send-off to hold him until his return. She laid down for a well-earned nap, and I called my friend Cleo.
“Do you still love her, Pat?”
“Yes.”
“And she still loves you. Where’s the problem? You enjoy her pleasure, and it gives you pleasure. Period. All this is, is a little rubbing friction and an exchange of bodily fluids. It’s transitory and will pass. I suggest you tell her you know, and admit you liked it, too.”
I guess I’ve got a decision to make.

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The weekend I became her slave

It was the summer after my second year away at school. My girlfriend had decided to stay home after graduating and went to a small community college. She lived in a small private community in a rich neighborhood. White picket fences, beautiful houses, pretty well everyone’s dream. We had been together for almost 5 years now so I was a regular at their house and had grown close with her family. They had decided to go on vacation, but because of her summer class my girl was unable to go.
After such a long time being together we knew we needed to spice things up and when could we ever have a better chance. Her parents left on Thursday night and I was to be at her house at 6 am sharp Friday morning. This is when my life changed forever. I was greeted by my beautiful tall blonde bombshell as she wore a little sundress that I loved. Something was different though. Before I entered the house she stopped me and ordered me to strip naked OUTSIDE. I looked around and at this time no neighbors were awake so I thought oh hell why not. I handed her my clothes and was allowed in the house. That was the last time I saw those clothes that weekend.
Upon entering she sat me down and explained that this weekend I will become her slave.
I smiled knowing that this weekend would be full of sex and would simply be an amazing time but I had no idea what would come next. I agreed to be her slave and with this she began by bending me over her beautiful long tan legs. 1..2…3 I counted as she smacked my ass. 24….25 finally my beating came to an end. I got up and thanked her for punishing me and she knodded approving. I was sent away to make breakfast. Around 11 am was when I realized that not only was I her slave I was now her pet! As I got up she asked where I was going. “Just to the bathroom babe” I replied. She laughed and said ” did you ask permission slut?” No ma’am I replied and she smiled and got up leading me to the back door. My princess then attached a thick black dog collar around my neck and a leash to it and opened the door. Ass naked I was led outside on a leash to use the bathroom. From this moment on that is the only way I was allowed to take a piss.
Night had fallen and I got ready for bed. When I went to her room I noticed something strange. Hoover the family Great Dane’s cage was in her room . I asked why and she simply said don’t worry. After an hour or so of amazing sex and face time for her she had enough. I received 25 more spankings and was told to get in the cage. “Since you’re my little fuck toy you’ll sleep here”. Her final words to me were ” sleep tight tomorrow gets hard”. I awoke the next morning to her opening my cage. After my piss break outside and making breakfast she took me into her room. “Here put this on” she said as she handed me a stack of her bigger friends clothes that she had collected over the years. The stack included a lime green thong, a white mini skirt, a white bra, and a black tank top. I did as I was told and put the women’s clothes on. “Aw look at my little pet dressed like a slut” she said. ” do you like dressing as a sissy boy slut?” ” yes ma’am” I quickly replied. What I saw next made my jaw drop.
Her and I had bought sex toys over the years but they were just small toys that were fun to play around with when we were together but this was something different. She pulled out a large pink dildo about 8 inches long and 3 inches wide. It was attached to a harness which she put on swiftly and skillfully. “I’ve always dreamed of the day when I get to use this on you and not my girlfriends” she said with a sinister smile. As she bent me on and removed the thong I felt the cold lube run down my backside. She used her fingers to work it into my asshole and like a shock I was suddenly rammed by her strap on. I cried out in pain at first and was met with reach around slaps everytime I yelped. She pounded my ass harder and harder. I thought the pain would kill me at first but little by little my body began accepting the cock. After awhile I almost enjoyed my brutal fucking.
After my torment had ended we bathed and ate and did the thing a normal vanilla couple would do, but with a twist. I was her slave which meant at all times I was to be catering to her needs. I was to sit on my hands and knees at all times and my back was used as a foot rest. My personal favorite was eating her amazing tight little pussy on command. No matter what I was doing at any minute I would be called upon and have to drop what I was doing. I would lick and suck her little pussy until she came and with no hesitation I would be sent away to continue my chores.
On our final night together I was given one last surprise. After she allowed me to make love to her she got up and got a small box out of her closet. Before opening the box she asked “do you enjoy being my slave babe?” ” of course baby you know I love making you feel like a queen” with that answer she opened the box which contained a male chastity device. She put this on me and locked the small pad lock and put the key on her key ring. “Now slave you belong to me” “only I can set you free and now I know you won’t be anyone else’s slut away at school”.
To this day I wear that device and love that my princess controls how and when my cock is used.
over the next few months I became better and better at being her slave. To this day my beautiful girlfriend is in private my master. She owns me both physically and mentally and I will always love this about her

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Megans night

Megan had just got home from school on a friday and she had nothing to do no homework no cheerleading practice and no home football game to go to. she was all alone and here parents would not be home for another couple hours. megan was in her school uniform wich consisted of a red shirt and black and white tie and a short red white and black mini skirt with tall red socks and black shoes the typical school girl out fit. megan was extreamly horny when she got home so she decided to go to her room and finger herself while she had the house to her self. she went to her room and pulled her skirt up and laid down on her bed and pushed her panties down to her ankles and started to finger her self megan wasent the sluty girl everybody thought her to be she actualy had never had sex therefor her pussie was extreamly tight. megan put one finger in then tryed to put in a second one but she was to tight. megan heard her door creak open and she jumped she thought that it was her dad but she was relived to find it was only the family dog zuce. megan got on all fours and started fingering herself she dident think much of zuce being in the room considering hehad been in the room many time when she masterbated she had heard of other firls at school fucking dogs and sucking dogs or getting raped by there dog but megan said that zuce would never to that to her. megan was on all fours fingering her self when she felt a cold nose on her anusand it shocked her when she looked back and zuce was behind her and he snakes his toung out and licked her pussie and her ass makeing her shudder. megan decided to let zuce lick her but nothing else. she got on all fours and let zuce lick away at her small pussy and ass sending her into orgasim. then zuce stoped licking megan and befor she could stop hin he jumped up on her back and started humping her megan tried to stop him but he just bit the back of her neck and kept on trying to get inside her he finaly found her pussy and slamed up into her and broke right throught her hymen she screamed and started to cry as she saw the blood drpping from her pussy soon she stoped screaming seeing that it was no use zue was not letting up on his assult on her brutalized pussy. about 15 min had gone by and megan started likeing the feeling of the big dog dick that was inside of her then acout 5 min later she started to feel his knot growing she had heard about how the knot grows and then when its full size the dog cant pull out of his mate for about 5 min and she started fliping out but it was tolate to stop hin his knot had grown to full size and it was painfull inside of her little pussy. about 2 min after she fet the knot develope she felt zuce shoot his hot cun into her little pussy. after about another 5 min had gone by she felt zuce climb off of her and his cock slip out of her she started getting up and zuce jumped back on her she was ready for round 2 and she knoticed that it was almost time for her dad to arrive home from work but zuce dident cause he mounted her again but thistime he mounted megans little ass and she had never had anything in her ass she was still a virgin there 2 she started screaming cause it hurt her so bad she hated knowing that her dad could walk in on her anytime and she couldent do a thing about it. just as she finished that thought her beedroom door opened and she new that it wasent the dog this time she knew it was her dad. he walked in and screamed at her calling her a little slut and a little whore and telling her how much of a dirty little bitch she was and she just broke out in tears. her dad started undoing his pants and got infront of her with his dick and megan asked dad what r udoing and he said im punishing u “suck it now” and megan had no other choice but to suck him cause she new if she got up that zuce would bite her neck like the preveous time she tried to get up. so she lowered her open mout onto her dads waiting cock and started bobbing her little head up and down on her dads big 9 inch cock. when zuce finished he culdent move cause yet again he had formed another knot in her causeing her to scream while sucking her dads cock cause zuce was trying to pull out but couldent when zuce pulled out it wasent long befor her pussy was filled with another cock but this time it wasent zuces it was much bigger it was her dads and she screamed for him not to do it to her and she beges him to stop but he just grabed a hand full of hair as he thrust into her tight fuck hole with every thrust megan screamed cause of the pain she was in. her dad told her that he was about to cum and he was going to cum in her and megan screamed in the thought that she might get pregnant and by hall people her dad and she begged him not to and her dad just said ur a little slut u should like guys shooting big loads in ur tight pussy. megan cried and said daddy please no but it was to late her dad just thrust into her and shot load after load into her tight warm hole. then her dad made megan suck him clean and he started getting hard again and he told megan to stock sucking he dident want to waist a good load in her mout he positioned her ass in theair and she new what was happening and she new she couldent take it but her dad dident care he just turned her around and pushed it up into her tight teen ass and she screamed from alll the pain and her dad said yea scream baby i know u like it and megan just began to cry from the pain and the thought that she was being raped by her dad. she felt her dads cock start to swelland she knew what was comming she was going to shoot a large load in her ass just like he had done to her pussy .
TO BE CONTINUED
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my new submissive family – Part 4 Stacy’s training

Part 4
For the next couple days, Lisa asked me a lot of questions and slowly relaxed around me. My interaction with the rest of my new family is almost strictly related to food. The only exception is the need to wash off Tom and Mary. They seemed to have shit on themselves a few times. Both of them were begging and pleading for me to release them, but I didn’t think they were ready yet.
After another day, I decided it was time to test the programming. I set the recording to stop in just as I would enter the cell. I wore my robe and placed a taser in the pocket.
I walked into Tom & Mary’s cell. I walked up to the computer and clicked off the script, turned towards them and said. “How are my two slaves this morning?”
Both were looking at me trying to shake their heads “good”, their eyes locked on me. There was no hate in their eyes. If I were reading their looks correctly, they desired to know what I wanted them to do.
As I removed Mary’s harness and mouthpiece, she said. “Good morning Master. How may I serve you?”
“After I remove Tom’s harness, you both will find out.”
I removed Tom’s harness and mouthpiece and he stated “Thank you Master, how may I serve you?”
I started “I have a small task for you. You are going to teach someone how to suck my cock. You will explain to this student, that since they are my slave, they are to learn how to please me and that their first lesson will be to learn how to suck my cock. Do you understand?”
“Yes master” they replied.
“We are going to start by showing Lisa how to suck cock.”
“But she is too young?” Mary replied.
At that point, I knew that the treatment hadn’t quite taken effect yet.
I instructed Tom and Mary to their table.
Tom turned around saying “No, I won’t get back on that fucking table! I refu…”
Tom’s comment was cut short from a violent shaking caused from the jolt of my taser.
“I don’t make requests. Mary, assist me moving Tom back onto his table. I want him to lie on his back.”
We placed Tom on his table we proceeded to secure his arms, legs and head. I handed Mary the Anal dildo and the nipple clamps. While I replaced the harness onto Tom’s head and inserted his mouthpiece and tongue clamp. I had Mary attach the other attachments onto Tom. I went over to the computer and started Tom’s portion of the program but with shorter pauses between jolts. In a matter of seconds, Tom woke up and realized that his nightmare had begun again. His ass, nipples and tongue were on fire and there was nothing he could do but scream.
I had not pleasured myself in a couple days so I pointed at Toms cock shouting at Mary “Start sucking” as I proceeded to step behind her. As Mary started to suck Toms cock, I slipped my cock into Mary’s pussy. It wasn’t long before Tom’s cock had responded to Mary. I pulled my cock out and had Mary climb up onto the table and sit on Tom’s cock. As soon as she had buried it all the way in, I stepped up and slammed my cock deep into her ass. I could feel Tom’s cock jump from the jolts right through Mary’s.
I hammered my cock unmercifully until I filled her ass with my sperm.
I quickly pulled out and told Mary to get up onto her table. As Mary walked to her table, she started to plead, “Master, I promise to do better. I will do as you command, just please don’t”
“Get on your table now” I commanded, cutting her pleas off.
Mary quickly got on her table. I tightened the restraints. I grabbed 3 of her instruments. The vagina dildo, and both nipple clamps. After I inserted the dildo and clipped on the clamps, I programmed the computer to randomly discharge the three points rapidly. Mary’s eyes opened wide and she screamed when the pain hit. I walked over and placed her harness on her head and inserted the mouthpiece. Mary was very cooperative, between the screams.
“I was very disappointed in the both of you. I gave you a task and you questioned it. You had doubts. Understand you no longer have children to worry about; they are my slaves. You do not have each other to worry about; you are my slaves. You will do what I tell you to do. Without hesitation! Trust me when I say, this punishment can get worse, much worse.”
The quick DP of Mary had not entirely fulfilled my needs and seeing Mary so eagerly wanting to please her master, I proceeded to stick my hard cock into Mary’s mouth. Mary did all she could to try to suck on my cock. The mouthpiece prevented her from biting my cock when the shocks hit. Mary clamped down on my cock with her lips and sucked with everything she could. Her tongue lapped and played with my cock like it was her final meal. It was not long before my cock was nice and hard. I shoved my cock all the way down her throat. Between her gags and the tightening of her neck muscles from the shocks, it was a pleasant feeling. I removed my cock from her mouth as she gasped for air.
Mary’s ass was still prepped from the previous fuck so I placed my cock head at her anus and shoved. I am not sure if she groaned because of me or a shock, but her ass tightened around my cock like a vise. The feeling of her ass tightening in irregular intervals was incredible. It felt like her body was a machine designed just to suck my cock into her ass. She was an electric anal cock vibrator. It wasn’t long before I unloaded into her bowels again. After I pulled my cock out of her ass, I replaced it with the anal dildo and also clipped the tongue clip. I also inserted Toms Cock tube before changing the program to include all of the attachments.
“Good night my pets” I said as I left to grab myself a shower.
Over the next couple days I watched Tom and Mary closely. I enjoyed fucking Mary while she was still plugged in. During the couple days, I gave then a few minutes occasionally to rest.
After those couple days ended, I decided it was time for another test. Stacey was trying to be defiant and not learning her Principles so she was going to be the instrument of the test.
I walked into the cell. They both watched me walk up to the computer and stop the programs.
“Good morning slaves. I have a new task for both of you. First, Posted on the door are your slave rules. You will need to start learning these quickly. Start with the Hand Communications and Positions. Second, Stacey has been denying her servitude towards me. She has already shown defiance to learning these Principles. Therefore I am going to place her in your hands. You are going to initiate her Sexual training. You are to abuse her, fuck her, suck her, slap her, and convince her that she is my slave and she is to serve me. I have verified that she is a virgin, so enjoy it. Train her well. I will provide you with toys. You will have 24 hours to complete her training. Do not fail me. Do you understand?
They both shook their heads yes.
I removed all the attachments and released them from their tables. I informed them that they had to be ready in about 16 hours and that they were also to shower, eat and grab some sleep. I would awaken them before their task was to begin.
“Yes Master” was all I heard before they quickly headed to the shower. I grabbed the computer cart and wheeled it into storage. I turned the monitoring system to the shower room and listened.
Tom: “I am glad the Master let us off the tables. I didn’t know how much more I could handle of that infernal machine.”
Mary: I am glad also. Stacey sure must have made the Master mad.”
Tom: “Well we had better hurry up and get some sleep or we won’t be worth shit. One thing is for sure, I don’t want to displease him again.”
Mary: “Neither do I”
They quickly finished their showers; dried off, wolfed down the food I left them. As I shut off my monitor, they were intently reading their rules.
I had a few errands to run that kept me out of the house for most of the day.
When I returned, I brought food for Lisa and Anna. I went to my study and took a look at Stacey. She was sitting on her bed staring into space. I turned on the video recorder to Stacey’s cell, gathered a few items together and headed to awaken Tom and Mary.
Both woke up as I opened their cell door.
“Good Morning Master!” they stated.
“Good Afternoon. Hope you slept well.”
“Yes Master, very well”
“Now here is a box of toys that you may need shortly. I wanted you to be ready when I need you. Mary, I want you to suck Tom and get him nice and hard, but do not let him cum. And as for you Tom, lick Mary’s pussy and get her ready also. I will return in a few minutes to collect you both. Be ready!”
“Yes Master!” they both exclaimed.
Stacey jumped when she heard me open her cell door.
“Hello my pet. How are you doing this evening?” I said
Stacey started to rattle off a bunch of questions “Where are my mom and dad? Where are my sisters? When are you going to let us go home? Why are you doing this to us?”
I cut her off saying “First of all, this is your home now. You are my property. Today is your first lesson. You are going to learn how to be a good sex slave. We can do this with me or with your parents. I would be the slow and easy way, or a fast and painful way with your parents. I prefer the slow way. The slow way is the least painful. Actually, it could be quite enjoyable for us both.”
Stacey cowered in the corner of her bed and shouted “I don’t care what way you want, you ain’t touching me you pervert! I am not your slave. My mom and dad would never do anything like that to me!”
“So you want it the painful way. I expected that since you have refused to learn your principles. I could give you a choice, I could chain you up and fuck you hard or I could bring in your parents to train you. I think I will just bring your parents”
As I turned to leave the cell I said “Be right back with your instructors“
I opened up Tom and Mary’s cell and said “collect your toys and follow me.”
As I walked towards Stacey’s cell, Tom and Mary were following closely behind like kids on Christmas morning.
As we entered the cell, I pointed down at the floor to the location I wanted Tom and Mary to stand. Stacey jumped up racing towards Tom and Mary shouting “Mom, Dad, What is going on?”
I grabbed Stacey before she could reach them. I scooped her up and held her away from them. She started screaming for help from Tom and Mary, but they remained frozen behind me. I threw Stacey down on her bed and held her there. I told her to stay on her bed until I leave and then she will be able to spend time with them.
“Let me introduce your instructors; Tom and Mary. You will refer them as your instructors. Tom, Mary, This is Stacey, your student. She is yours to instruct.”
I turned to head out the door I said “You have your task. I will check back later to check on your progress.”
“Yes Master” was the last words I heard as I walked out the cell and locked the door.
I walked down to my study and brought up the camera. I needed Stacey to be broken.
Stacey jumped up and ran to Tom and Mary jumping into their arms. “Dad, Mom, what is going on?”
Tom grabbed Stacey by the arm. “Did you refuse to serve the master?”
Stacey: “Of course. I wouldn’t let that asshole touch me!”
Tom reached back and slapped Stacey across the face. Stacey hit the floor and looked up in terror. Tom had never hit her before. Stacey looked at Mary expecting protection, but all she heard was “You should have listened to the Master. Now we will have to teach you how to act properly towards him.”
“WHAT! What has he done to you?” Stacey shouted
Mary reached over and grabbed Stacey by the hair, dragging her towards Tom. She pushed Stacey’s face towards his cock saying “And your first lesson is cock sucking. Open your mouth and start sucking!”
“NOOOO, MOM!” Stacey shouted. As Stacey said ‘mom’, Mary shoved Tom’s cock between her lips.
Stacey pushed against Tom’s waist with all her might to get away from them.
“OK, if she doesn’t want to suck, I guess we need to open up her other holes first.” Tom said to Mary.
Mary grabbed the cuffs from the box and quickly put Stacey’s hands behind her back. Mary rolled her over onto her back and sat on her face saying “If you won’t suck cock, lets see if you would prefer to start with sucking my pussy.”
Mary then grabbed Stacy by the arms and rolled her on top of her so that Stacey was face down looking at Mary’s pussy. Tom got above them and held Stacey down.
“Tom, now you can fuck her holes, and I get a great view!” Mary stated.
“When was the last time you ever got a chance to eat a virgin pussy Mary? You get her pussy ready and I will suck on her virgin ass. Of course, neither will be virgin much longer.”
Stacey couldn’t believe her ears. What has happened to her parents? They were talking about fucking me in my pussy and ass. How could they? Why are they raping me?
As Mary started licking on the pussy, Tom started sticking his tongue in Stacey’s ass.
They both playfully took turns moving back and forth between both holes.
“I think it is about time to deflower our student. And you have front row seating Mary.”
As Tom sat up and placed his hard cock at the wet pussy he said “I haven’t had a cherry in years. Not since I had yours Mary”
Mary started to lick Tom’s cock and Stacey’s pussy. Tom slowly started to push, as the head slowly disappeared into Stacey’s body.
“NO DAD! STOP, PLEASE DON’T!” Stacey screamed.
Mary reached down and grabbed Stacey’s head and pushed it into her pussy “You should be eating my pussy, not talking.”
As Tom pushed his cock in, he felt Stacey trying to squeeze him out. She was trying to prevent the invasion from her father. Tom felt her hymen resist and then finally succumb. Stacey screamed out in pain as she felt like she was being ripped in half.
Tom continued to push his cock until it had completely disappeared inside her pussy. As he pulled in back, Mary could see lines of blood on his cock.
Tom commented “Damn she is tight. I think she is even tighter than you were, Mary.”, as he continued his assault on the young pussy.
“Well, I was a couple years older and you had made me very wet before you stuck that beautiful cock into me. You didn’t have to hold me down to fuck me.”
Stacey couldn’t believe her eyes and ears. Nothing made sense. Why are they acting like this? Why are they hurting me?
Mary watched Tom slam his cock into Stacey repeatedly. Mary remembered the joy of him shoving his cock into her. The feelings when the Master shoved his cock into her in the garage. Tom looked so sexy fucking Stacey. Mary started to lick on Stacey’s clit.
Stacey stopped struggling. There was obviously nothing she could do to prevent this assault so she just gave up.
“Mary, I think she is trying to ignore us, don’t you think?”
“Well, I know she is not sucking on my pussy like she should, I think our student needs a little incentive to regain her interest into her studies. Why don’t you try the other hole?”
Tom pulled his cock out of Stacey’s pussy and raised it a little higher.
Stacey felt Tom place his cock at the entrance to her ass. She squeezed it tight hoping it would prevent him from what ever he had planned.
“NO, DON’T YOU DARE! STOP IT! YOU BOTH SICK! YOU’RE HURTING ME” Stacey shouted as Tom pushed.
“The more you resist, the more it will hurt. I will fuck your ass. You will get use to having a cock in your pussy and ass. Yours is my first virgin ass and I will enjoy it!” Tom shouted as he shoved hard. The head popped past Stacey’s sphincter muscle. Stacey screamed in pain and continued to scream for several minutes while tears poured out of her eyes. Suddenly, Stacey stopped screaming, stopped crying, and stopped moving. Stacey had given up. The people she loved had hurt her in ways she had never imagined.
This was what I was looking for. Stacey’s spirit had been broken. Now she was ready to be molded into my pet. I stood up from my desk and turned off the monitor. I grabbed some dinner and placed it in Tom & Mary’s cell.
Tom and Mary both looked up as I opened the cell door.
“Stop what you’re doing! Take all your toys and put Stacey on her bed. Return to your cell NOW.” I said trying to sound angry.
Tom quickly pulled his cock from Stacey’s ass and picked her up off of Mary. They removed the cuffs and put Stacey on her bed before quickly moving back to their cell. They both had looks of disappointment, confusion, and terror on their faces. They thought they had done something wrong, but they were not sure what it was. They thought they were going to be put back on their tables.
I followed them back to their cells. “You did good both of you. Here is some dinner. Since you’re both quite sexually charged, you may indulge yourselves for the rest of the night.”
Tom looked up at me inquisitively and said “But Master, we failed to train her.”
I looked at him “You proceeded as I commanded. Do not question the results. I gave you direction and you proceeded towards the completion as I needed. I determine when something is completed, I determine when you have been successful or if you have failed. You will finish learning your principles. From now on, questioning my commands will be punished. Now good night”
Both Tom and Mary said their good nights as I left their cell.
I headed back to Stacey’s cell. She has coiled up into the fetal position on her bed. She was not making a sound. I walked up to her and gently stood her up. I walked her from her cell into the shower room. I turned on the hot water and started to gently wash her abused body. Stacey just stood there with a blank look on her face. I washed and rinsed her hair. Then I soaped up a soft cloth and proceeded to wash her face, ears and neck. I stepped behind her, putting my chest against her back.
“You’re safe now.” I whispered into her ear.
I stepped back and washed her back and arms. Her body is so firm and soft. I stepped in front and started to wash her chest. My hands moving around those perfect mounds. I tweaked one of her nipples, but she didn’t respond. I continued to wash her stomach and waist. As I started to wash her privates, I motioned for her to spread her legs, which she did very nonchalantly. I was very gentle when I washed her abused pussy and asshole. Then I finished washing her legs and feet. I moved her under the warm water spray.
“Rinse yourself off and enjoy the warm water. I will return shortly with a towel.” I told her. I was going to give her some time to relax.
I went to my kitchen and put together some hot food and drink for us. I brought it down and placed into the larger living cell that will be Stacey’s new quarters.
As I walked into the shower room, Stacey was directing the shower towards her sore shoulders.
“Come here” I said as I opened up a soft towel, directing her to step into. She stepped into the towel and let me dry her body off. I turned off the water and directed her to follow me.
Stacey started to turn into her old cell, “No, this way” I said.
As we entered her new cell, I directed her to sit on the bed next to the table. I moved the hot dinner before her. She looked up at me.
“Go ahead and eat” I said
Stacey quickly devoured the first hot meal she has had in days.
After she finished I told her it was time to sleep. As I lay down, I had her lay down beside me, with her head on my chest. I wrapped my arm around her as I pulled the blanket over her.
“You’re safe in your Master’s arms” I whispered as I shut off the light.
At first she remained still, unsure, but after a while she relaxed. Her breathing slowed and she snuggled up tight.
By morning we both had moved. Stacey had rolled over and I was spooned behind her. Her head was cradled in my left arm and my right was wrapped across her chest up to her neck. She looked so peaceful lying there.
I started to lightly kiss her neck and shoulder. With my right hand I started to massage her shoulder and arm. She opened up her neck to me. Still not awake, as her body responded to my touch. I brought my hand down and gently rubbed her breasts. I could start to hear low moans coming from her. As my cock started to harden, I noticed that it was pressing between her legs. Her left leg was lying on top of my leg so I lifted my leg to place my cock against her pussy. I reached down and started to rub her leg moving slowly towards her pussy.
As my fingers started to rub her puffy lips, she spread her legs. This freed my cock allowing me to slide it up and down against her. I noticed that she was getting very wet and her breathing had deepened. While rubbing my cock, it had worked its way between her lips. All I had to do was press the head with my finger, allowing it to push its way into her. She was so wet, so hot, and so tight that I had to work hard to keep from slamming myself into her. I took my time, slowly inching myself into her. I would push in a little and pull back a little, only to push in a bit more. It seemed like an eternity before I was completely engulfed. I started long, slow and steady strokes. After a few minutes, Stacey started to push down on my cock as I thrust into her. She kept trying to speed things up, but I was determined to keep things at my pace. Several times I found myself trying to keep pace with her hips to prevent any movement within her.
Suddenly Stacey gave out a loud groan as she tried to burry my cock into her. When I looked at her face, she had a look of terror and ecstasy. Between the feelings that her body was feeling and the thoughts of me fucking her, she didn’t know what to do. Despite any thoughts of terror, her body was running on auto-pilot.
“Oh God. What’s happening to me? What are you doing to meeeee?” Stacey screamed.
I picked up my pace to maintain her state, but controlled it to preventing an orgasm. Soon she was grabbing at my waist trying to pull me deeper. She tried to move her hand to her pussy to rub her clit. I wrapped my arms around her to control her, holding her hands up above her waist. Stacey was trying everything she could to gain that sexual release. Anything she could to peak those unfamiliar, wonderful, terrifying, glorious, electric feelings running rampant through her body.
I stopped thrusting and said “Would you prefer me to stop?”
“Please don’t! Please don’t stop!” Stacey cried.
I started to slowly slide my cock out.
“You’re driving me crazy? Please fuck me. Fuck me hard!” She pleaded.
“Ask your master nicely and I might be merciful” I said mockingly
“Please Master PLEASE! I WILL DO ANYTHING YOU ASK PLEASE FUCK ME!” she screamed.
“Anything? I don’t ask for anything.” I said, “I demand everything, total obedience and total commitment. Your entire body is mine to explore, to use, to enjoy for what ever I desire. Your only desire is to please me.”
“YESSS! ANYTHING YOU DESIRE MASTER, ANYTHING, EVERYTHING! PLEASE MASTER, SHOW MERCY!” Stacey screamed.
I grabbed one of her hands and moved it down to her pussy to have her feel my cock sliding into her pussy. I wrapped one of my fingers around her wrist and started to tweak her clit. My other hand started to play with her nipples while I sucked on the nape of her neck. I picked up my pace and started to slam my cock into her harder and faster. Stacey kept pushing down on my cock trying to drive me deeper into her pussy.
“MASTER!” Stacey screamed. Every muscle in her body was convulsing.
I felt that molten lava rapidly building inside me. With Stacey’s body clamping down on my cock, I released a flood of seed deep inside her, flooding her cavity with its first taste of my passion. I continued to shoot into her for several more thrusts and I stopped. Stacey’s body stopped moving momentarily as if she forgot how to breathe. Finally she remembered and grabbed a deep breath.
We laid still for several minutes until our breathing slowed down some. Stacey grabbed my arms and wrapped them around her.
“Master, I know this was opposite from what my mom and dad did to me, but will it always be this way?” She asked.
“No it will not always be this way; it can be better, or worse. But it is not up to you to judge. You are my sub, your goal is to give pleasure to me or whom ever I tell you to. Sometimes you will receive immediate pleasure, other times it will be delayed, or it may not be at all. That is not your concern; your only desire will be to please. Think about this, before this morning, you wouldn’t have even let me touch you, and now you were begging me to fuck you. Think what you could learn if you are willing to let me lead you, what you will experience if you serve me”
“Yes Master, please teach me to please you”
“Do you know how to suck cock?” I asked.
“I tried it once, and he said I was good” replied Stacey
“Well then let’s see just how good you are. Here is what I want you to do. I want you to make me cum twice, the first time within 10 minutes, and the second time about 30 minutes after you get me hard.”
Stacey nodded her head in excitement as she quickly leaned over to start. My cock was semi-hard after the fucking we had so I thought it wouldn’t be hard to arouse me, but I was wrong. Stacey clamped onto the head of my cock and started sucking it like a baby bottle. She actually sucked so hard that it hurt and her teeth rubbed several times. It was quickly becoming too painful to continue. It was a matter of a few seconds and I had taken about all I could.
I grabbed Stacey by the head and looked into her eyes saying “We have a lot of work to teach you. Sucking cock is about giving pleasure, not just how hard you can suck.”
I could tell Stacey was not happy that she had not been able to please me.
“Start like this” I said as I grabbed Stacey’s hand and placed her finger in my mouth. I started to suck lightly while running my tongue around her finger. Then I slowly started to slide her finger in and out of my mouth.
“It isn’t about intensity, but touch and feel. There is more to a cock then just the head as there is more to your mouth then just your lips. Use your tongue, your lips, your throat, but generally watch your teeth. Lick and suck the entire cock, the balls and surrounding area. Breath through your nose and you will be able to take a cock deeper.”
Stacey started to lick my cock head and then moved down the shaft licking and sucking. As she started to lick my balls, I told her to take extra care with them because they were extra sensitive to pressure and pain. She worked back up to the head and slowly slid it between her lips. She began to explore my cock with her mouth. She slid the head of my cock into her mouth and sucked lightly. Her tongue was licking my cock head while she pulled my cock in deeper. She began to fuck her mouth with this object of her desire. She looked up at me looked up at me and read approval of her performance.
I pulled my cock out and pushed her down onto the bed. I straddled her head, placing my cock back into her mouth. I then spread her legs and began to lick her beautiful pussy. It didn’t take long for Stacey to start moaning and grinding her hips. I could tell that Stacey was quickly approaching an orgasm so I let up on the sensations. Stacey lifted her hips trying to stop the torture that she knew had begun. As she began to calm down, I resumed my sucking and tonguing of her delicious pussy. I had a wonderful view of her asshole and ensured that there were plenty of fluids flowing down. After a couple minutes, Stacey was again approaching her orgasm, so again I stopped my lashing.
“Please Master, don’t torture me again. Please master, Let me come!” Stacey begged.
I started to play with her clit with my fingers while I said. “If you want me to let you come, you have two things to accomplish. The first is to work on pushing my cock deeper into your mouth until your lips reach the base. To do this, you will have to learn to overcome your gag reflex and breathe through your nose while sucking my cock. The second item for you to accomplish is to prepare your ass for me. Reach your hands around to your ass and feel. You will notice there is spit and pussy juice on your asshole. You will use your fingers, and rub those juices into your ass. Then starting with one finger you will begin to fuck your ass. Then you will make it two fingers, then three, and then finally four fingers. Once I have felt your lips at the base of my cock and you are fucking yourself, in your ass with at least four fingers, I will let you orgasm. Until then, I will neither let you rest nor orgasm.”
Stacey reached around and felt the juices that had overflowed from her cunt. Stacey started to complain, but was quickly overcome by pleasure as I began my assault on her clit. Several times I brought her close to her orgasm and then pulled back before she started to push my cock deeper into her mouth. Several times she gagged, but she kept trying to push it deeper into her throat. After the fourth time she approached an orgasm she had engulfed my cock entirely. Her hands had grabbed her butt cheeks, but she had not started to play with her asshole yet.
As she approached an orgasm for the fifth time, she pleaded “Master, please don’t make me fuck my ass. Please let me come!”
I ignored her pleas as I pulled back again. As Stacey moved her finger to her moist asshole, I resumed my teasing her clit. Soon she inserted her first finger into her ass followed shortly thereafter with a second finger. By the time I had her close to another orgasm, she had three fingers buried in her backside.
I started to back off, but she picked up the pace of her fucking her ass and I could tell it was bringing her close to her desired orgasm. I stopped licking her pussy therefore preventing her orgasm. Stacey quickly inserted the fourth finger and began to rapidly fuck her ass. Right at this time, Stacey shoved my cock completely down her throat. She had done what I had commanded, so I began to lick and suck on her pussy. As she approached her orgasm, I could tell she was going to do all she could to do to ensure that she reached an orgasm. Stacey again deep throated my cock and shoved as much of her hand into her ass as she could fit. I continued my sucking, to the point where Stacey’s body began to shake and stiffen. Stacey lifted her legs and wrapped them around my head trying to prevent me from releasing. After a few seconds I lightly bit down on Stacey’s abused clit sending her out of control. Her body straightened out and she screamed.
Stacey remained still for a several minutes. During this time I turned around and moved down between her legs.
Placing her legs on my shoulders, I placed the tip of my cock at her anus. Not giving her time to fully recover, I started to push my cock deep onto her ass. As I started to fuck her ass, she started to push back. Stacey quickly grabbed my legs trying to pull me in deeper.
“Oh God Master, Fuck my ass.”
After everything, I knew that I wasn’t going to last too long. Soon I could feel that familiar build-up. I could tell that Stacey was also approaching that point of no return. Stacey’s body tensed up again just as I began to flood her ass with my sperm. I slammed my cock deep into her ass one final time.
As my cock went limp, it popped out of her ass. I crawled up beside her as she cuddled up next to me.
“Not bad for a first day of training. Maybe tomorrow, I may have you come with me into Anna’s cell for her first day of training.”
“Master, Anna has no idea of the pleasures. I would be honored to serve you in any way I can”
Stacey placed her head on my shoulder as we drifted to sleep.

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What he’s thinking – ch 6

Entry Six: — Laura + me + art modeling ———————
Writing about Laura’s story kept it fresh in my mind. So the next time I saw her I asked about her thoughts on exhibitionism. I assumed that like most sensual women she loved flaunting herself. What I was wondering was if she thought Jon liked giving the strip show to an audience of women the way a woman might in front of a male audience. This led to the usual discussion about bikinis versus nudity. We both admitted that we had experienced the feeling at times of being more naked in a skimpy bathing suit than when actually naked where nudity was expected. In Laura’s case, this mostly meant nudist camps, resorts, and beaches. She went to all of these regularly. I, on the other hand, just meant getting naked with a lover. I was dying to hear some details about her experiences with mixed nudity. For instance, was it true that the men generally didn’t have embarrassing situations? In my experience, when I got alone with a guy, we always had to work around his erection to get his pants off. But I never got to ask much about nudist camps because we got off on another tangent.
My question about a girl putting on a show in front of a male audience prompted Laura to disclose the fact that she occasionally modeled for art classes and art sessions. The difference was that sessions were usually in the evenings and all the students or artists did was draw or paint the model. There was generally no instructor nor any instruction. Laura had started posing in college after herself taking a course in figure drawing where she realized she’d much rather be the girl naked on the stage than one of the students drawing her, especially with more than half the class being males. While still a history student she’d only posed once or twice a semester. The schools always want variety and there were many takers. So a girl was never asked to pose more than twice for the same class. Since college, Laura has generally been on call for three or four classes simultaneously, and gets to flash her ass at a lot of male strangers about once a month. I could go on giving her story second hand, but instead I’ll record here my own experience. It came almost immediately because she offered to let me take her turn that very night.
“Well, the guy who lines up the models is sort of hard up. He doesn’t mind using a model twice per session but likes to space out your turns. When I was getting dressed last week, he promised me he’d call me again in about two months. But last night he called me back. Most of the girls are college age and on vacation this week. When the girl who’d been scheduled called in sick, I was the only model he could find. But he’d much rather not use me two weeks in a row. If you take it tonight I’ll still get another turn later. Besides, he once asked me if I knew any pretty small breasted girls who would be interested. Most of the girls begging to show off their tits are cows like me. Well, are you interested?”
It was one of those situations where I didn’t know if I really wanted to do it, but knew full well that if I didn’t jump at the chance, I’d be forever afterwards kicking myself. Doing it and not enjoying the experience could hardly be as bad as not knowing. Of course I accepted her offer. When I suggested we notify the professor she said first he wasn’t a professor, just an organizer, original a student who stayed in the area after he graduated. And second, he wouldn’t care much as long as someone showed up, preferably female, preferably pretty. But in fact, that was only for the artists’ pleasure. In the actual classes they even paid lip service to wanting variety, not just pretty young girls. In her experience as a student when they sometimes got fat females they still preferred them to guys.
“I think everyone, even the girl artists would prefer painting breasts and pubes to penises. One lady claimed a male chest was too plain to be interesting. We only did one guy, and I guess I didn’t find his limp penis the least bit interesting. Yet every other time, I’d always at least been interested in the girl’s nipples.
Well, as the appointed time was only three hours away, I hardly had any time to even get nervous. Laura gave me some pointers, but absolutely refused to accompany me. At least not as a companion. She would have loved being there as an artist to watch me do my thing. But as she’d been the model just the week before, everyone would recognize her. The reason she wouldn’t accompany me was that the model isn’t supposed to have any reason to be nervous. A chaperone would spoil the atmosphere for everyone, especially the model. After doing it I have to admit that showing up with another girl would have been silly.
One of the things Laura had talked about was getting undressed. Basically, don’t make a big thing about it. Generally she liked to push the limit, undressing next to the stage where everyone could see her if they wanted to watch. But most girls stripped in the corner of the room and just walked up to the stage stark naked. “Clothed in nudity” was an expression Laura used meaning that she was modestly attired the way she was supposed to be. It was all almost too modest which was why she liked giving the guys a semi strip show. For my first experience she recommended I follow the modest example.
“You can get a feel for things as you go along. Like pussy spread. You shouldn’t pose with your legs wide open. But if you sit in a way that feels comfortable, you won’t look like you’re trying to give a show. If you’re too conservative usually one of the women will ask you to be a little more daring. I only saw that happen once when I was a student. The models are there because they like showing off. One time when I was modeling there were only seven artists, all males. All night I kept getting more and more daring until I stopped just short of actually masturbating. The guys loved it. If there had been any women present, however, I’m sure the men would have been too embarrassed to show their pleasure.”
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Perhaps I’ve overstated this mind reading business. For perfect reading I have to be actually making eye contact with the person. I already said I only know what they’re thinking, not what else they know. So, I’m standing half naked in a fancy dress in front of a guy with a big bulge in his trousers. No big deal that I know what he’s thinking. But then I pick up the fact that he’s got to make his conquest quickly because the appointment he can’t break is at ten thirty? He didn’t say that out loud!
Facts about myself are so easy to pick up, I don’t even need eye contact. A time schedule for my seduction is important to my suitor, and I can get that information without looking at him. All it takes is his eyes on me. Of course, if he’s thinking about me he’s probably looking at me anyway. A guy walking behind me watching my fanny wiggle in front of him is ridiculously easy to read, even in detail. But say I’m looking one way, and he’s looking in the other direction at some other female. I can barely read such strong emotions as lust and jealosy. I can tell simple things like whether he thinks he’ll score or isn’t tempted to try. The guy looking at my fanny, however, is telling me exactly how he’s picturing me, usually, of course, naked. But some guys imagine me in a skin tight bathing suit,or a thong. If I’m naked I may be a few feet away, or right in his lap,around his shaft. If the guy’s got a vivid imagination I can see my own seduction in detail in his mind. Sometimes it’s a better fantasy than my own.
Anyway, the session was every bit as much fun as Laura had promised. I walked in the room and stayed pretty much unnoticed. I gathered the people didn’t know each other well, and I was not the only attractive girl there. And the organizer was expecting Laura. I pretty much figured out who he was because he kept nervously looking at the clock. So a few minutes after arriving and a few minutes before the hour I simply walked to one corner of the room and calmly took my clothes off. Harry immediately walked over to me and started talking.
“I was hoping you were the model when I didn’t see you setting up any equipment. What happened to Laura?”
“Oh, nothing. She said you’d rather have another model than use her two weeks in a row. And I could use a few extra bucks. Besides, I like doing it. I guess we all do I suppose? She also said you told her once you wanted a few girls a bit less well built. I hope I’m not too disappointing small. The names Karen by the way.”
“Harry. Karen, anyone as pretty as you doesn’t have to worry about disappointing anyone. But Laura’s right. I think we’ll all love painting someone with such a beautiful, delicate figure. And I think you asked just because you wanted a well deserved compliment. Well, you know the routine. After you finish stretching do a few quick, say five minute poses, then twenty to thirty minutes. We’re paying eleven an hour now. I would suggest two ten minute breaks, but that’s your call. If you get tired and have to break a pose, try to give us a few minute’s warning. And enjoy yourself as much as you like.”
I never figured out what he meant by that last sentence. Did he mean relax or get playful and tease the guys? I doubt he meant much of anything. Sort of like saying “have a nice day”. Well, I had a nice evening. Stretching naked made me realize for the first time how many yoga postures included flaunting your pussy. And your ass hole. Even with tights on it’s pretty significant. But usually I’m either in private or in a room filled mostly with other women doing the same thing. I realized as I was doing it that I was probably competing with a typical naked bar routine on an even basis. But it would have been embarrassing to suddenly stop. As it was, while I seemed to draw the eyes of every male there, I didn’t see any obvious disapproval, even from the women. I guess I wasn’t the first model to be this uninhibited.
I thought it would be fun to do some mind reading with the guys studying my nude body. While posing, I rarely got to make eye contact, but at the beginning of a pose I’d received plenty of erotic images. As far as any of the regular signs of male interest, I was not disappointed in their initial reactions, but a few minutes into each pose, all signs of erections seemed to disappear. The guys obviously liked studying my naked body, but it held their long term interest more as a example of pleasing art than as a sex object. As the sexual interest declined during each pose, the mental images almost faded completely. Effectively, when they were only interested in my body as artwork, they were no longer interested in me at all.
What was fun was talking to people during my break. Laura had told me that many models put a robe on when not posing. She didn’t and I followed her example. Standing naked next to a guy discussing a drawing he’s just done of your body is really sexy. I had no trouble reawakening an interest in any man I talked with. There was plenty of lust to enjoy in their thoughts, and a fair amount of fantasy as well. Some of the older guys were always trying to imagine some way they could end up in bed with me. The younger guys didn’t need to imagine a senerio. All they thought about was what it would actually be like. On a beach we say the guys are always undressing us with their eyes. Well, when standing there naked, my pussy totally exposed, what they were doing was fucking me with their eyes. I was already undressed. The nice thing was I could show off my tits with no fear of having them mishandled, while still enjoying the lustful thoughts they inspired.

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He took me

At 16 I was a curvacious girl. My 39DD tits strained against my bra and my tight ass was round and filled my panties. I was blonde with blue eyes, and loved being the center of attention at school. All the boys loved me and i loved to tease them. I would accidentally rub my round ass in the crotch of a boy as I teasingly sat on his lap. I would watch their eyes glaze over and laugh and move across the room.
It was a Saturday and I lay on my bed in my lacy bra and panties admiting my flat stomach and tight abs. The phone rang in the kitchen and I heard my father answer it. He talked for a minute and then heard him walking down the hall toward my room. He opened my door without asking and glared at me. I smirked, imagining He would get hot looking at me.
“That was Brad,” my dad stated. “He told me what you do to those boys at school.”
“Oh, he’s just jealous I don’t do it to him.” I replied.
“Well, I will not have a cock tease as a daughter.” my dad angrally replied.
“OK, Ok.” I said wrapping the sheets around me.
“There is only one way to cure a cock tease,” my father yelled.
He began undoing his belt. I thought he was going to spank me with it and I began to be afraid. Then he began undoing his pants. I could see his cock straining against his underwear and I shrank to the back of my bed. He walked across the room and grabbed my wrists. “Please Daddy… NO.” I begged. He used his belt to strap my wrists to the headboard. He took off his boxers and his cock sprang up, released. “You think you are so great,” he said. “I will show you how to respect a man.” He jerked down my underwear and unhooked my bra. My tits spill out onto my naked chest. I tremble, seeing how angry my dad is and try fighting against the belt. He kneels over me and without any foreplay begins to insert his mamouth cock into my pussy. “Please dad, I am a virgin. You are my dad” I cry. “OOOOOOOOOOH god”, he moans. “It has been so long since I have had a virgin.” He trusts his cock into my dry pussy and begins fucking me. The pain is enormous as he rips open my cherry. I begin to cry and beg. All that does is make him pump harder. He slams his cock into my virgin pussy over and over again. “I take it from your mother every night,” he says “I can go for a long time, although it has been a long time since I have had a body as lithe as yours.” My pussy is sore and swollen from his pumping. He takes my tis in his hands and begins pintching my nipples. They become erect, and to my horror my pussy beging getting wet. It only encourages his pumping. He bends his mouth to my nipple and begins to bite it. By now my pussy is so wet it makes a sucking noise every time he pumps into me. Daddy pulls his big cock out of my pussy and looks at me. He grabs my hips and flips me over. The pain in my wrists is intense as they are twisted in the belt. Daddy spreads my but cheeks and with one thrust slams his cock into my ass. I cry in pain as my insides feel like they would burst. My face is pushed into the pillow, I can hardly breath. He slams his cock unmercilessly into my ass. I am sure I am going to be suffocated. Daddy is is gunting and moaning about how tight my ass is. He rips his cock out and flips me back over. The air is amazing, and I gasp for breath. He shoves his cock back into my pussy and begins pounding again. His eyes glaze over and I feel a warmth spreading into my cunt. Daddy smiles and pulls back to watch his cum spill out of my ravaged pussy. leaving me tied to the bed daddy wakes naked out of the room. I hear him walk down to the kitchen, a cabinet opens and i hear water. I begin to pull into my mind. The horror of what just happened to me begins to take hold and the tears begin running down my cheeks. I hear daddy coming back up the stairs and down the hall. As he walks into the room i can see he is hard again. In his hand he has a bag. he sets the bag down on the floor and comes to sit on the bed. “Now that you are all primed,” he says, “I am going to show you what I can really do. What I have been doing to your mother for 18 years. I promised her I would never do it to you, but who knew you would be such a cock tease.” Out of the bag he pulls clips and puts them on my nipples. The burning pain shoots down my body. He reaches into the bag again and pulls out a rod. It is about 15 inches long and 6 inches around tapers on one end. By the way he was carying it I knew it was heavy. Daddy walks over to the bed and begins to shove that huge piece of metal into my pussy. “NNNNOOOOOOOOOOOO” I scream and begin kicking my legs. With one thrust he shove it into me. I feel warmth run down my leg and know it is blood. I black out at that point, and wake up to someone slapping me in the face. “Wake up,” daddy says roughly. He pulls the thing out of my cunt and inserts his fist. He begins fisting me roughly. Then insertshis waiting cock and cums hard into my ravaged pussy. “There,” he says, “That should teach you. On Monday you will go to school and never tease another boy again. I would rather have a slut for a daughter than a cock tease.” he released me and shoved me towards the bathroom. “Shower up,” he said “You can tell your mom if you want. it will probably make her happy to have someone to share her experiences with.”

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Mom’s Cum Tribute III

A couple of days went by before my mom, and I had another opportunity for another tribute session. I was in my room when mom came in; her arms were behind her back.

Uncle Shaun

My mother is always up in my business for the wrong things. We fight almost every third day. Oneday it got so bad. I had to leave