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The Peeper

Three jocks decide to punish a girl who’s been selling pictures of their girlfriends to a porno mag.

Monica becomes a sub IV – Didi comes home

Monica brings Didi home
We left the bar and decided to take one car and come back for hers later. As we drove, Didi kept up a steady stream of nervous chatter and was constantly touching me. Not sexually though. I think she just wanted the human contact. I decided to try some calming words.
“Relax Didi. No one is going to hurt you or make you do anything you don’t want to do. You just have to trust me.”
“I know, Monica, and I do trust you. It’s just the fear of the unknown and not knowing even what I want to happen. I’m confused and scared and excited at the same time because I don’t know what I want. Can you understand that?”
“Yes Didi I understand. I promise you that you’ll find my master both loving and understanding. He will know you better that you know yourself. And you can stop whatever is happening at any time. You will not be forced to do anything you don’t want to do. In fact nothing will happen unless you want it to or you ask for it. OK?”
“If I knew what I wanted I wouldn’t be so nervous. How can I know what to ask for?”
“You’ll know. But better still, he’ll know. It will be natural and it will be your body telling you what you want not your fears. Sensei knew without a word what I wanted, no craved, and I haven’t done one thing that I don’t want to do again.”
“What was it that made up your mind that this is what you wanted?”
“It’s something I’ve thought about for a long time. My husband was too kind a man to treat me this way so I could never know. I think it was the punishment that finally showed me that this is what I’ve always wanted to be.”
“What was the punishment?”
“Master chained me in the basement; my hands stretched above my head and my ankles chained apart on the floor so that my legs were spread and only the balls of my feet touched the floor. Then he whipped me with a riding crop.”
“Oh my God! That sounds horrible.”
“But it wasn’t. He whipped me in the places that he knew would cause me great pain but also great pleasure at the same time. I came just from the whipping – with his permission of course.”
“You had to have his permission to cum?”
“No fluids may leave my body without his permission.”
“You’re making me wet but I don’t know about the pain shit.”
“If master decides that pain won’t do it for you I’m positive that you won’t be made to experience it.”
“This is all so fucking confusing!”
“Again Didi, teacher will know exactly who and what you are as soon as he sees you. He will do only those things that excite you and give you pleasure. Whether you know it or not. The worst thing that can happen, unless you say so, is that you and I will make love and I’ll drive you back to your car.”
“That part sounds good. I can’t wait. All this talk, except maybe for the pain part, has made me horny.”
“You know anticipation is a large part of enjoyment baby. What is it you want to do with me?”
“I don’t know exactly because I’ve never been with a woman before. I just know that when I saw you all I could think of was sex. You’re an extremely attractive and sexy woman.”
“As are you pet. Do you want to taste me Didi?”
“Yes.”
“You must learn to be more explicit little one. Do you want to taste me?”
“I want to taste your whole body but the driving thought in my mind is I have to taste your pussy. I want to devour the juices that make you a woman. My own pussy is drenched just thinking about it.”
“Do you want to pleasure me Didi? Pleasure me in ways I tell you to that you may never have done?”
“All I want to do is pleasure you. Most of all I want to please you. I can’t explain it but all I can think of is that I want you to like me, maybe love me, and I’m willing to do anything to make that happen. That, more than anything, will give me pleasure. I don’t understand it and I’ve never felt this way before.”
“You’ve been in control in all the situations where you’ve had sex with men haven’t you?”
“Yes, most men only care about cumming in something besides their hands after what they think of as a conquest.”
“And control is never what you wanted. In fact you want someone else to take control of you.”
“That sounds about right but how the hell did you know that?”
“Because we are so much alike my child. Would you like to call me Mistress, Didi?”
“I don’t…..I’m not sure…..what does that mean?”
“It means that you want me, or someone, to take control of your pleasure. That you can let yourself go completely and no longer have to control not just sex but your life. Your pleasure comes from knowing that all you have to do is please someone else.”
“I’m willing to try that with you because I DO want to please you. And not just with sex. I want to make you happy with everything I do.”
“Then you must learn and we will teach you. Is that what you want my pet?”
“Yes.”
“Yes what?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“Very good, child. Now pinch your nipples for me until we get home.”
Didi had taken a giant step to becoming the submissive that I, Sensei, and she knew she wanted to be. She spent the rest of the ride home pinching her nipples and moaning softly. I knew that the moans were also caused by the anticipation of what was to come.
Didi meets the Sensei and begins her discovery
Monica, Mistress (I have to get used to that), parked in the driveway of a huge home and led me up to and in the front door. It was gorgeous inside and didn’t look like the dungeon that I’d pictured in my mind. In the living room a man, a young man from what I could see, was sitting in a chair watching a TV, though I couldn’t see what he was watching. He was wearing shorts but no shirt. His body was slim but muscled like a swimmer and he was handsome. Surely this young a man couldn’t be the teacher, the master. When he saw us enter he sprang from the chair and came forward with a big smile on his face.
“Sensei, this is Didi. Didi this is my teacher. He is also my son.”
No fuckin’ way. Can this get any weirder? Her son is her master; the one who punished her? The one who gives her all this pleasure and knows exactly what she wants? No fuckin’ way. He came toward me with his hand out so without thinking I put my hand out and he took it, gently.
“Didi I’m so pleased to meet you. Welcome to our home.”
“I uh, well uh, what I mean is uh thank you for having me (having me?). I mean inviting me; thank you for inviting me.”
“Believe me it’s our pleasure. Can I get you something to drink? We have beer, soft drinks, and just about any alcoholic drink you may want. Wine?”
“A glass of white wine would be nice, thank you.”
“Again, the pleasure is mine.”
He came back quickly and handed me a chilled glass of wine. I took a sip and it was delicious. He asked me to turn around slowly, which I thought was strange, but I could see no threat in it so I did.
“She’s gorgeous, Monica. You’ve done well.”
She hasn’t done anything yet, buddy. At that point, I felt Mon…Mistress close behind me and her hands on my hips. She started to nuzzle my neck and nibble lightly on my ear. It felt so nice I began to lose myself in the feeling and I leaned my head back onto her shoulder but then it dawned on me that he was standing there watching.
“Well, I’m sure you ladies would like some privacy so why don’t you go up to the master bedroom? Monica you have permission to cum as many times as you like.”
If this shit gets any weirder I’m gonna haul my fat ass out of here as fast as I can. Mistress was still kissing my neck and nibbling my ear and my pussy has never been this wet. I don’t care if it’s the fucking Twilight Zone at the top of those stairs, I’m going. Then she whispers in my ear…..
“Come with me my little slut and pleasure me.”
SLUT!? Well yeah, ok, I can live with that. I kinda like it actually. And when it comes right down to it, there’s nothing in my mind that doesn’t equal “SLUT” right now. In fact I can think of a couple more things it equaled; cunt licker, whore, sleaze, sex toy, etc. And maybe I want be called all those things. Where is all this new shit coming from??? Fuck it, I’m not goin’ there.
Mistress takes my hand and leads me up the stairs. It’s as beautiful as the rest of the house I’ve seen. We walk into a dimly lit room that’s huge and has a king size bed. She stands behind me and resumes kissing my neck, on both sides, and nibbling my ears. I lean my head back and just go with it but I’m anxious because I want to be pleasuring her. One of her hands goes from my hip to the buttons of my blouse and soon they’re all undone and the blouse is lifted out of my slacks. I kick my shoes off and feel the snap of my slacks loosen. She slides them over my hips and they fall the rest of the way to the floor so I simply step out of them. My blouse is lifted off my shoulders and it slides down my arms and off. Now I’m left with my bra and thong panties but surprisingly she hasn’t touched me yet. She turns me around to face her and I see nothing but raw lust in her face. The most natural thing I could think of to do was kiss her so I did. It was glorious but it wasn’t enough. I tried to devour her mouth with my lips and tongue and she let me. Her hand was on the back of my head but I needed no encouragement. Then she broke the kiss and I was starving.
“Take my dress off bitch. Do it slowly so you can see the treasures that await your lips and tongue.”
My hands were shaking so badly that I wasn’t sure I could do it but I needed this so I took a deep breath. I started to peel the elastic material down her chest and over her breasts. In a few seconds I was going to see what I’d only seen in my imagination all night. These two beautiful, huge, globes of flesh slowly came into view and I was stunned; my thong was soaked. When the nipples appeared, they were hard and standing straight out. I immediately took one in my mouth and sucked like a baby. I was intoxicated by the taste and the texture. I went to the other and took it in my mouth. I never want to leave this time or this place but I know in my heart that there’s more. As I lower her dress I bend my knees to keep me at the right level to kiss and lick the newly revealed skin. Her navel is a new joy to be discovered so I swirl my tongue around it. I keep going and even though I can’t see it yet I can smell her sex. I’m transported to another world. I’m at her hips now and it won’t be much longer. I slide the dress slowly and agonizingly over and down off her hips and now I see it and the aroma is much stronger. I lean forward and kiss the top right where the slit starts. HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!! She has a sparse patch of hair over the slit but the rest of the pussy is smooth and bare. The smell has me dizzy and I stick out my tongue to taste it. Her hand winds in my hair and pulls me back. NO, not now!
“Come, my little whore. Remove the rest of your things and join me on the bed.”
She steps out of her dress, kicks off her heels, and walks around me toward the bed. I turn to watch and see that body move. What an ass! I ripped my thong off and just lifted my bra over my head still latched. She reached the bed, put one knee on the edge to climb in, and with her legs spread I saw that gorgeous ass with the puffy, wet cunt below. I sank to my knees and crawled to the bed like the bitch in heat I was.
“Come up here kitten and tell me what you want.”
“Mistress I want to taste you…everywhere. I want to please you in any way you desire. I want to bury my face in your pussy and never leave. I want you to cum in my mouth and all over my face and body until you’ve had your fill and then cum one more time. Tell me where to start.”
“Kiss me first and then you may taste my neck before you move down – slowly.”
MMMMMM that’s nice. Fuck my mouth with your tongue.”
“That’s right, now suck my neck but leave no marks. Very good little piglet, now my tits. You like my tits don’t you?”
“Yes, Mistress. I’ve never tasted anything like them.”
“Of course you haven’t bitch. Now suck those nipples and bit them gently until I tell you harder.”
“That’s it baby nibble on those tits. Now bite the nipples harder, harder you cunt.”
“Oh yes you do that so well. Now would you like to taste my pussy?”
“Oh, yes Mistress, please?”
“You must beg me little toy. Make me know you want to lick my cunt.”
“Mistress, please?! I want to make love to your pussy with my mouth and my tongue and my fingers. I want to taste all the juices you have and swallow them. I want to please you so badly and I want you to cum many times and let me revel in your flow.”
“Alright, gutter tramp. Eat my asshole first and when you’ve done it well I’ll let you have my cunt.”
I have never in my life thought about eating someone’s ass but it was all I could think of right now. Mistress lifted her legs up until her knees were almost touching her chest. I leaned forward and smelled two distinct aromas. The pussy I’d smelt before but this new one was different and, yes, exciting. I spread the cheeks and saw the starred hole that she shit from. I didn’t care I wanted it. I started licking it like it was the lollipop that was gonna save my life. The taste and texture was like nothing in my experience. DUH! I started attacking the hole itself with my tongue trying to get inside but my tongue wasn’t strong enough to pass that muscle. I found that if I made a tunnel of my tongue it was stronger and I was able to get it inside and lick and suck for all I was worth. Look Mom, I’m eatin’ an asshole!!
“Ummm baby, you’ve done that before. Now lick your way up to my clit.”
It was irrelevant telling her that her ass was my first so I started my oral journey to where I’ve been wanting to go all night. I licked her taint and my nose was right in her cunt hole. Oh Yeah. This is it. I stuck my tongue in the hole and licked and sucked until the juices flowed into my mouth. Good stuff. I want more and I knew how to get it. I licked up and found her clit but just teased it for now. Instead I turned my head a little and started to gently bite and lick her outer lips while sliding two fingers into her wet hole.
“Oh yeah baby bite me like that. Bite harder and make it hurt a little. That’s it bite my cunt…harder. Just like that. I’m getting’ close come on bite me. Now suck my cunt like the little cunt lapper you are. Lick my clit, suck it. I’m gonna cum for you bitch don’t stop.”
I worked my way up and down her pussy like a one armed paper hanger and then felt her stiffen. Juices were flowing out of her and then she squirted in my mouth and yelled. I thought it was piss but it wasn’t. I didn’t know a pussy could squirt like that. Then I thought “I made it do that. I made her cum so hard she squirted in my mouth. I had pleased my Mistress.”
“Come up here baby and let me taste my pussy juice. Ummm, that’s nice. Did you like it my little whore?”
“Yes, Mistress more than I’d dreamed. Did I please you, Mistress?”
“Yes pet that was very nice. And your turn will come soon.”
“It doesn’t matter as long as I’ve pleased you. I did have two little cums while I was licking your ass and then your pussy.”
“They were nothing. My master will make you cum until you pass out. You haven’t given up on hard cocks have you?”
“No, I don’t think so Mistress. This was something I didn’t even know I wanted until I saw you.”
“Then let’s go down and talk to Sensei and we’ll see what happens next. If you want to leave there will be no hard feelings and I’ll take you to your car. Come, child and leave your clothes here for now.”
“You mean go down there naked. In front of him?”
“You’ll be with me and I’ll be naked too. I’m always naked in the house. I’m not allowed to wear clothes unless told to.”
So down we went naked as the day I was born. Again, when he saw us coming he jumped out of his chair and was smiling and his eyes took in every inch of my body. Again, he asked me to turn slowly so I did.
“Stunning. Didi you’re quite a beautiful woman. Did you enjoy each other?”
“Well um, I…well uh I’ve never been with a woman before but I was so attracted to Mistress I couldn’t stop it.”
“Mistress!!? That’s interesting but let’s leave that for now. I asked if you enjoyed each other.”
“Well yes. I enjoyed every second of it if you must know.”
“Excellent! What would you like to do now Didi?”
“A drink would be nice. I’m a little wobbly. Vodka on the rocks if you don’t mind. Thank you.”
“Of course, just a minute.”
“He likes you Didi. What do you think? Isn’t he handsome?”
“Yes he is but he’s so young. I just don’t know.”
“He’s young in years but wise beyond his age. You’ll see.”
“Mistress I wanted to please you. I did, I hope, and would love to do it again anytime you want. I just don’t know about the rest of it.”
“Here you are Didi. Now you didn’t answer my question. What would you like to do now? You’re welcome to stay, you’re welcome to live with us, but you must know that you won’t be able to just make love to your Mistress. If you stay you must abide by my rules and do what you’re told without question or hesitation. Your body, as Monica’s, will be available to me and sometimes us, at all times.”
“That’s the part I’m not sure of. I loved pleasuring Mistress and giving up control. I had no control over my body or what I did with it just now and I loved it. Everything I did was the first time I’d done it but I couldn’t stop myself. I’d do it again in a heartbeat. I just don’t know if I’m ready to give up total control of my life to serve you or both of you.”
“How can we help you decide Didi? We’ll answer any of your questions or show you anything you’d like to see.”
“Well to begin with, maybe it would help if you were naked like we are.”
“Of course. How rude of me!”
Holy shit. No wonder she’s his sex slave. His dick isn’t even half hard and it’s hanging down at least 6” and it’s thick. His balls though! I’ve never seen balls that hung as low as these did. And they were as big as chicken eggs. Where the fuck do people like these two come from? Did they beam down from another planet? How can two people in the same house have such enormous sex appeal? How do they have bodies that make me drool like a fucking retard? I knew right at that moment what I wanted to do and how I wanted it done but my rebellious streak wouldn’t let me admit it right away. Mistress had been running her hands all over my body and I wanted more. I wanted whatever they wanted to do to me. I knew that she was right. That he could make me cum like I’d never cum before in my life and had never imagined was possible. I just had to surrender. I’m in.
“Did that help Didi?”
“It helped a lot. You’re two beautiful people and I think I want to live here with you but I’m just not convinced.”
“We’ll do whatever it takes to help you decide one way or the other. Tell us what you need.”
“Well I won’t know ‘til it’s done but I think uh…I’d like to um…what I mean is…I think I need to be punished.”
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Bouncing Bella – part 5

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BILL
I blew my load into Bella’s arsehole. As I held her arse firm against me she must have fully grasped what was happening. She tried pulling away from me, she tried as hard as she could. But I was stronger. I held her firmly there. 
“dad , please stop now please stop” she screamed at me. I had finished now and I guess a kind of guilt was setting in. 
I moved back slowly pulling my cock from her arse. She cried as it pulled out. 
This wasn’t my fault, she had to know that. This was Ruth. She got me to this point then Bella practically willingly took her place. 
“Bella I well Bella Ruth well um” I sputtered at her. All that big man persona gone. Fuck I needed a beer. 
“just go dad just fuck off” she spat a me. I nearly grabbed her by the throat to teach her some fucking manners when I really looked at her. 
She was still up in front of the jet. They were off. She reached up and turned them down first then clicked the button. 
I watched as she slowly as carefully rocked her hips up at the jets. One hand moved to her breast but I couldn’t see what she was doing. 
I was honest to god speechless. What I had just done was wrong I knew that. But I also knew that she was part of the problem. Now watching her do this straight after I violently raped her doing this. It Vela-dated everything for me. I was not in the wrong. She was a dirty little slut and wanted it all. 
BELLA
I was in so much pain. My arse hole was throbbing. He mumbled some crap he usually did once he was done. Obviously guilt setting in. 
I told him to fuck off. I could hardly move. Everything was still abit hazy. 
I felt the water move and assumed that was him making his hasty exit. 
Each time I started to move I felt pain. So instead I turned the jets down low and switch them off. 
The water pressing up on my swollen fanny was soft and gentle. I started rocking my hips slowly. 
It felt nice. It took away some pain. I started lifting up further as I moved towards it causing water to softly run down my arse crack and onto my violated arsehole. 
I moved my hand to my breast. Rubbing my nipple softly. I was so close to orgasim. I kept thrusting but turned the jets up slightly. As I knelt there grinding my pussy on pumping water I thought about my dad. 
Why had he done this to me. It was hell as it was. Worse because he knew he could make me loose myself. I hated myself after those moment. But this. How much more had he done to me as I layed there out cold. How long had I been out. There were bruises on my hips and breasts. And I could feel that he had had his penis in both my fanny and arse. 
He was so violent. 
I rocked harder starting my moan. My hand went out to grip something, and I managed to turn the jets up again, increasing my pleasure instantly. I moaned and screamed as I moved my fingers to feel the sweetness between my legs. The jets slowed til the stopped and all was quiet. I turned and layed back against the wall of the spa softly running my juices around my pussy in the water. 
Eyes closed. There was no goin back now. He had done the worst. All I could do now was make sure he never touched my sister. 
I wrapped a towel around me and headed inside, I went straight to dads room not bothering to check if he was there or not. 
He wasn’t. Under his bed I grabbed 4 bottles of vodka and one bottle of jack and headed back to my room. 
BILL
Ruth and Chrissy had made up and Chrissy had stopped asking question. I said sorry for yelling at her and she pretended to not remember what I was talking about. 
“daddy can Ruthy sleep over tonight.” I looked to Ruth who showed no hint of the girl she was in the den or in the spa. 
“I can call my mummy and ask” she smiled at me. 
“no that’s fine Ruth ill call her, I don’t mind if you sleep over.”
I got up and headed to the phone. Looking out the kitchen window I could see Bella in the spa. My cock hardened and I turned away. Telling myself to wait. 
I grabbed the phone and dialed Kelly, Ruth’s mum. 
“hello”
“hey Kelly it’s bill, Chrissy’s dad, how ya going”
“yea good yourself, you sending that kid home yet, my boyfriend is coming around tonight and he was really looking forward to spending some time with Ruth” she sounded in a hurry. 
Yea I bet he was “that’s why I’m calling kel, the girls were hoping for a sleepover, I said its ok with me, i can drop her back I the morning”
She didn’t answer right away I could hear mumbled talking, she must have had her hand over the mouth piece. 
“um yea ok I guess , but you tell her she needs to be back here early in the morning before my man heads home, he has to see her. Ok bill you hear Ruth home early” then she just hung up. 
I returned to the lounge room to find Chrissy and Bella on the couch with a blanket over them. 
Ruthy was leaning against Chrissy and I could see her hand moving around Towards her legs under the blanket. 
“stop Ruth” Chrissy laughed. 
I stood just inside the door way. Neither had noticed me. 
“c’mon mum probably won’t let me sleep over anyway cos her boyfriend is coming around and he like to um spend time with me” Ruth smiled at Chrissy. Pulling the blanket off her lap she tried again. 
Chrissy tried to squirm away but still laughed “stop acting like a baby Chrissy just let me do it again.” 
Chrissy sighed and opened her legs slowly “this isn’t the same Ruth and Bella said we shouldn’t do it”
Chrissy laughed as she rubbed her hand up Chrissys thigh. “your sister just doesn’t want you having any fun you should have seen what she was doing outside and what she was doing with your dad, if she can do stuff why can’t you” 
Chrissy nodded slightly as Ruth pushed her hand up between her legs and rubbed on the outside of her knickers. 
“does that that feel good Chrissy, do you like that?” 
I could not believe it. I was bulging in my pants. 
Chrissy had leaned further back I the couch and Ruth was rubbing her mound softly. 
“can I go inside your knickers please chrissy?” Ruth asked
Chrissy hesitated. “maybe we should stop now dad might come back and see us” 
“oh c’mon Chrissy as if your dad would care. He showed us those movies and you liked the stuff we did in the bedroom,  just let me touch you.” Ruth was trying to push Chrissy undies aside. Chrissy reached down and pulled them over. Ruth smiled “see you don’t have to act like such a baby, your dad wouldn’t have made you leave if you didn’t act like that.” 
“that’s good isn’t it. Here rub my boob.” Ruth grabbed Chrissy’s hand and put it up her top and started rubbing it around. Getting right into is she was rubbing Chrissy harder. 
I decided to interrupt. I walked back into the kitchen a bit then coughed loudly. 
“Kelly said yes girls” I yelled before I got to the door way then paused as I listened to the rustle of them both sitting up and fixing the blanket then I walked in. 
“yay” both the girls said in unison. 
I sat down in the chair next to the couch. 
They were both red. “what were you girls up to, you look guilty ” I laughed. 
No nothing they both said together. 
Chrissy was sitting up at the end of the couch furthest from me. Ruth was laying down the couch with her head is Chrissy’s lap and her legs hanging over the end of the couch feet propped up on the arm of my chair. 
I kept trying to make small talk but was only answered to mumbles so I gave up. Ruth nudged me wit her foot. 
I looked over and both girls were watching the tv. Neither looking at me. 
She nudged again and I looked back down at her foot. Then up her leg. She had the blanket pulled back up her legs and they were spread wide. Her hand was striking her cunt. 
I ran my hand up her leg, resting in the underside of her thigh. I couldn’t reached her cunt without leaning over my chair and I didn’t want Chrissy to noticed. She kept rubbig but not looking at me. Chrissy never turned either. 
I started to rub my bulge over my shorts. 
Then I heard the back door slam shut. I didn’t pull my hand away from Ruth’s leg or my crouch. Chrissy jumped and looked and so did Ruth causing herself to push closer to my fingers. 
Bella stomped through the kitchen and towards the bedrooms not stopping to look at any of us. 
Ruth sat up. “I need to go to the toilet. I’ll be back in a minute chrissy” Ruth jumped up and headed out and Chrissy looked up at me. Can I have a drink daddy. What I was waiting for. Of course baby I replies. I jumped up and fetched her a drink. When I returned she was standing near my chair. 
“can I come sit on your knee for a minute daddy” I nodded and she took a big sip from her cup and came over shyly. 
I picked her up and sat her on my knee. She wiggled back until she was comfortable. I sat back. 
She started rubbing a little bit. “daddy don’t you want me bounce me like you do with Bella and Ruth”
She sounded sad. 
“it’s not that baby. You are so tiny. So young. And I promised Bella I wouldn’t bounce you like her” I tried to sound convincing but truth was I wanted more than bouncing. 
She stood and turned around on me. 
“but dad Ruth showed me this” she pulled her skirt up and rubbed.  She had removed her knickers and I now noticed them on the couch. 
I pulled her hand away. Watching her with Ruth was a lot different from her with me. 
“honey you don’t have to do that. I’ll bounce you”
I turned her around and bounced her softly on my lap. 
BELLA
In my room I climbed under my covers without dressing first. 
I layed there thinking. I had finished a bottle of vodka and was feeling a lot less angry.
There was a soft knock at my door. 
I tried to ignore it, but then Ruth popped her head in. 
“what to you want Ruth?” I was angry with her. I blamed her or what dad did. I blamed ten both. 
She walked in and. Closed the door behind her. 
“I wanted to say thank you. For helping me outside.” she whispered. 
I wanly in the mood for this shit. 
I has protected my sister from all this shit until she came along. 
I grabbed another bottle and cracked it. I took a big drink and snarled back. “now you’ve said it. Leave”
“but I … um …” she stumbled over her words as she moved to sit on the edge of my bed. 
I hates this little bitch. 
“why did you do any of it, what’s wrong with you” I yelled at her. 
“wrong with me, I’ve watched you. You love it” she snapped back. 
“it feels good” as if to prove what she meant. She turned to face me spread her legs wide, and pushed her fingers along her pussy lips. 
“stop that” I sat forward causing my head to spin, pushing her hand away from her fanny. 
“can I touch you” she asked. 
“NO!, go home Ruth” 
“I’m sleeping here tonight. And if I can’t touch your ill tell Chrissy to let me touch hers” she smirked. 
I couldn’t believe this. A 9 year old girl threatening my sister. What choice did I have. 
“no you won’t. Leave chrissy alone. Or”
“or what” she spat “you’ll tell your dad  HA! Or better yet my mum” 
She reached up and started to pull my blanket off “your dad would want to watch , so I doubt he’ll be any help, and my mum does whatever her boyfriend says. She make me suck his dick  You tell my mum And I’ll introduce him to Chrissy”
She had the blanket completely off now and I was speechless. 
“sometimes he makes mum kiss me while he sticks his fingers inside her, like this” she pushed 1 finger inside me then layed over me. Then she kissed me. Tongue and all. Her finger began the move faster and increased the kiss. She moved her free hand to my breast and squeezed. Then she pushed another finger inside. 
She broke the kiss but didn’t stop finger fucking me. 
“sometimes when he likes to watch me suck on her boobies too” 
She placed her mouth over my nipple and began sucking and licking. 
“lick me” I moaned as I pushed my hips up into her hand. 
“now” I grabbed her head started pulling it down to my pussy. 
I wrapped my hands around her head and pushed it against my pussy as she licked. 
BILL
Chrissy had fallen asleep on my lap. And so far I had contained myself. I picked her up in my arms and started carrying her to her room. I paused at Bella’s room and heard moaning. 
I pushed the door open with my foot. 
Bella holding Ruth’s head between her legs. 
“Bella” I cooed smiling at her with my eyebrows raised. Ruth didn’t notice me. Bella was drunk. I could see that. 
Bella stared straight at me. “fuck off” she mouthed and flipped me the finger. It made me angry. I looked at Chrissy then smiled at her closing the door. 
I then took Chrissy to my her bed. Chrissy was out cold. As I meant for her to be. A little something added to the warm milk to held her have a nice deep sleep. And so I could finally give in to what I wanted even if it wasn’t much. I couldn’t handle my baby girl looking at me the was Bella now does. I lost control with that. But I needed to touch Chrissy. It had become this urgent need inside me. This was the only was to do it and protect her. 
I hadn’t bothered to put her knickers back on after she feel asleep. I sat there as still as I could. Not looking her touching her wanting to make sure she was defiantly fast asleep. 
Now laying her on the bed and lifting her nightly I got to really look at my youngest daughter. She was so soft and delicate looking. Her fanny had that baby look to it. Like Ruth’s only better. I lifted her legs and spread her arse cheeks apart. Her tiny rosebud begging to be abused. I layed her back done before it became to much. I pulled her blanket up so if either Ruth or Bella looked in here they wouldn’t think anything of it. Then I left the room. I was coming back. But I had a few things I wanted to do. 
BELLA
I lost it completely I held Ruth’s head still until I spilled my juices all over her face. I took another burning mouthful from my bottle as Ruth asked “have you got any movies like your dad, I wanna watch some” she looked up at me “or I can ask your dad and Chrissy can watch too” 
I could not give a fuck. I got it now I understood why dad drank. It eased the pain of everything. I couldn’t care less. 
“my laptop. Just google what you want”
She grabbed the computer and started typing away. I stood to go to the toilet. 
“no, stay and watch me ” I stared at her “what” I asked
“stay and watch me or I’ll ” 
I didn’t wait for her to finish. 
“I’m going to the toilet. I’ll be back.”
I left. 
BILL
I watched Bella leave the room. Perfect. I headed in with a glass of milk for Ruth. Adding the extra ingredient of course. 
“shhhh” I whispered at Ruth as he went to speak. 
“I’ll leave. If you tell Bella I was here you will pay for it, understand” 
She just nodded. I passes her the milk and she drank it all then just stared at me as I dropped 3 tablets in the. Bottle of the vodka bottle. Only a decent mouthfull remaining. 
“not a word” I said to Ruth as I passed her pushing my finger onto her exposed arsehole.  Then I left. 
BELLA
when I came back Ruth was absorbed in a movie she had found and was finger fucking self spread wide over my bed. 
Fuck it. It was fun I watch. I sat down between her legs and reached for my bottle. 
I knocked the rest back and settled in to watch a horny 9 year old slut. This is what my life had been reduced to. 
After I while I leaned in and rubbed it myself causing her to giggle and gasp for air. I started seeing double and Ruth fell back. 
I felt weird. Strange. Ruth was passed out. I didn’t stop. I pushed a finger inside her. She was so tight. It became harder and harder to make everything out. 
Ruth’s pussy was tight around my finger. I started to fall towards her then it all went black. 
BILL
I pulled the door shut after watching Bella and Ruth fall in to the sleep. 
I crept back to Chrissy’s room. 
She was exactly how I left her. 
I pulled the blanket back and spread her legs apart. 
I spat onto her fanny and started to rub my saliva around her pussy. Her lips hardly pulled open. Her tiny clit drew me in so I moved between my baby’s legs and sucked on it gently. 
My saliva ran down her crack into her arsehole. I licked that pushing my tongue inside slightly. She tasted so sweet, so untouched. Pulled her down there bed and removed my hard on from my shorts. I spat on the head and started rubbing it gently up and down her baby like fanny lips. I lowered my mouth other chest and liked over her nipple. Kissing my way up her neck. I started to beat my cock over her. I placed my legs over her chest and started beating my throbbing cock over her face. I grabbed her limp hand and held it behind me pushing just one on her tiny fingers just inside my arsehole. That had always been something I loved. Pumping my cock with one hand and moving her finger slowly in and out of my arse hole wasn’t easy to keep up. But the harder I pushed her finger I closer I felt to cumming. 
Once I did I let it squirt over her cheek and neck letting the last few drips fall onto her lips. Rubbing the head of my softening cock over them. I removed her finger from my arse and began to clean her up when I heard a knock at the door. 
I quickly finished and returned he’d blanket. Then pulled my short back up and ran down to the door. Quickly pulling Bella door shut on the way. 
The knocking got louder as I approached. It was 9:30pm. Who could I possibly be. 
I opened the door to find Kelly standing there hand raised to knock again. 
She was wearing coat. It was short and I could see anything under it. 
“Kelly, what’s wrong” 
“I need Ruthy home now. My mans down you see. And well I need Ruth. Now please can you get her” she was bouncing around trying to get past me. 
“she’s sound asleep kel. I said I’d drop her off in the morning. Why does your boyfriend want to see her so bad. ” 
I knew why but it was more fun this way. 
“you wouldn’t understand. He always wanted a daughter and I need her there, looks hell leave me if I don’t have Ruth around” 
I pulled her inside. “what are you doing?

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The Simple Life 1: The Belt

Introduction: Hey guys. So, yes, this is a True Story, with a little embellishment. Names are changed for obvious reason. I suppose I should start with READ THE TAGS. If this is not your kind of story, don’t read it. Thank you. Other than that, I hope this to be the beginning of a small series. Although this is the story that I think most deserves publishing, I have plenty of others that should show up soon, including the second (good) half of this one. One more warning: This story has little to no sex, it is all plot and set up. The sex should be out soon. Enjoy!Maddie says she’s interested
A short, simple text, that nevertheless filled me with no small amount excitement. It was finally going to happen. I was going to get The Belt.
I suppose I should back up.
My name’s John. I’m nineteen, and a sophomore in college. What college isn’t important. I suppose I should describe myself… I’m tall, topping off at about 6’5”, and athletically fit. I’m not ripped, or a bindle of twigs like some track runners, but years of hiking and swimming have left me relatively in shape. I have brown hair, worn just long enough to look scruffy, only helped by the trim beard I wear habitually… not the disgusting, long, untamed things a lot of guys my age seem to pick up, but enough to age my face a little bit.
This story would take a long time to fully explain, and there’s a good chance I’ll get another story out of it at some point, so let me summarize. My junior year of high school, I started dating this attractive, younger punk girl, named Rowan. She was hot – way out of my league, in my opinion at least, but I got it anyways. She was tall for a girl, maybe a hair over 5 and half feet, with long brown hair dyed black at the tips. She had decent tits and a gorgeous ass, but what really drew me to her was her eyes. She had some exotic blood in her family somewhere, giving her big, gorgeous eyes.
We dated for about half a year, during which time we both lost basically ever virginity possible. We even agreed to have a threesome, but never found another girl willing. It was an entertaining time, but eventually, I broke it off. I had decided that the two year age difference between us was just too much difference in maturity. A decision not at all influenced by interest in another girl. Nope.
So fast forward just over a year. I went off to a local college, and lived on campus, leading to a very interesting series of events I’m not going to elaborate on. After my second semester, I moved back home, and took advantage of some time off to go visit an old favorite teacher at my high school. While there, I happened to walk by my old flame… with some scrawny skater guy sucking her face off. Promptly ignoring that, I did notice her hair – she had cut it much shorter, just slightly longer than a guy cut, just long enough for her to still be able to hide parts of her face behind her bangs. The black tips were gone, replaced by lighter highlights. But otherwise, she looked the same, if not hotter. Maturing had agreed with her. We made brief eye contact, and I kept walking.
Later that night, I got a text.Nice beard
I smiled, immediately recognizing who it was.Nice hair
And so it began again. Over the summer, we grew closer, and before long, were right back into our wild misadventures, kinkier than ever. We never really talked about commitment, or figuring out what we were to each other – we were having too much fun!
Of course, I was always pushing for that threesome, The Belt, as certain sitcoms would refer to it. There was one girl, a friend of Rowan’s, Maddie. The two had been light heartedly flirting with each other since they both realized they were bi, but it had never gone farther than drunken incidents. And just as the two of us were getting comfortable, Maddie actually got into a committed relationship, with someone she actually didn’t want to cheat on. A shame, but I lived.
It was late September, four months after we had gotten back together, that Rowan mentioned off hand that Maddie has broken up with her boyfriend. Unsurprisingly, she had cheated on him.
Yeah. She was kind of a slut.
My reaction was obvious. “Come on pet, go for it. At least see if she’s interested!”
“I don’t know… I’m kind of pissed with how she’s been lately…”
“I don’t care!” I replied, “I just want this damn threesome, and you know she’d be willing!”
“Fine… I’ll take to her, Master.”
Oh right. I didn’t mention that did I? Rowan, in the intervening year, had picked up a fascination with domination, submission, and light bondage that I was more than willing to entertain.
Plus, I liked her calling me master.
Which brings us back to that text. Which probably makes a lot more sense now.This Saturday work? I quickly sent back.I’ll ask her. I think so.Aight. Let me make some calls. Good job pet, you’ll be rewarded.
Ooo master, can’t wait c:
I immediately grabbed the phone. My town was home to a small, ever growing, airport, so hotels weren’t really hard to find. I called up one I had found, that balanced price and quality, and quickly reserved a room. At this time of year, prices weren’t bad, and I doubted I’d have much in the way of company to worry about.
My second call was to a local sex shop. Don’t give me that look. You all know you have a local sex shop.
Since I had started with Rowan, I had gotten to know the owner of this particular store relatively well. Good guy, but I’m too lazy to come up with a good pseudonym for him. Let’s call him Tony.
“Yo Tony, it’s John. I need that kit for Saturday night.”
“The Belt Box? Sweet shit man!”
“Yeah I know. Just make sure everything’s ready to go. I’ll swing by in the afternoon.”
The Belt Box, as we had taken to calling it, was actually a product called the Menage a Trois Kit, that the store had taken to renting out, for those who couldn’t afford everything it had, but really needed one wild night. Kinda gross, but Tony showed me the thorough cleaning procedures everything went through.
I shot another text to Rowan, with the hotel name and room number. Be there by 6. Have Maddie show up by 7. See you then pet.
The reply came quick. She was obviously just as excited as me. Master are you going to have another slave for me to play with after this?
I think so pet.
The next few days flew by, until it was finally Saturday. I told a quick story to my parents, tld them I wouldn’t be coming home tonight, and slipped out the door. I popped by the shop, picked up the Belt Box from a smirking Tony, and headed to the hotel room.
A smiling, admittedly quite attractive woman, pulled up my information, verified me and gave me my key. Casually, I asked, “Is anyone else nearby this room?”
The woman tapped away at key for a few second before saying “A few business men checked out this morning, but otherwise no. You picked a good time.” She gave me a sly grin. “And why would you be asking about that?”
I smiled back. I liked this girl. “Maybe I can show you tomorrow.” With a quick wink, I was on my way.
I entered the third floor room. Plain enough. A large bed sat in the middle of the room, an old tube TV in an entertainment center against the wall. One bed rooms were cheaper, and I doubted I’d need a second anyways. A plain view of the road and nearby buildings, but that didn’t matter. I quickly closed the blinds. The bathroom was nice, if simple. A standing shower, with enough room for three people. I smiled. That was good.
As 6 approached, I went down to the lobby, and shot the woman another glance. Looking closer, I realized she was younger than I thought, under that official uniform. Probably just over twenty, saving up for school. I shot her another wink as Rowan walked in and I escorted her to the room. Never hurts.
As soon as we were in the room, Rowan was pressed against me liked a bitch in heat. “Oh Master, this room is so nice. Can we just get started now?” As she talked, her hand edged toward my pants.
I slapped her hand away, but leaned down and kissed her passionately. For all the domination talk, I still had deeper feelings for the girl. That made this next part all the more fun. “Hmm… maybe we can pet. How about you strip for Master?”
Rowan’s eyes, half hidden behind her bangs, sparkled as she quickly divested herself of clothing. Her tits, sagging only slightly, were beautiful D cups, and her ass was gorgeous as always. I kissed her harder.
“And now Master take his off?” she asked, hopeful.
“Not quite little pet. Lay down.” I gestured to the bed as I reached underneath. “For the rest of the night,” I said as she laid down, “you are to obey ever order form your Master. No resisting, no questioning. Understand?”
She gave me a look, but nodded. “Yes Master.”
“Good girl. Now, spread your legs.” She happily did, expecting something quite different, as I quickly buckled a leather band, lined with fur on the inside, onto each of her ankles. I then slipped an end of a chain into a loop on each band, and slid the chain under and around the mattress, forcing her legs to be spread open.
Rowan whimpered lightly. “but Master… I thought…”
“That Maddie would get chained up? No. From what you’ve said, she’s the more active of you two.” As I talked, I grabbed her wrists and tied them together, then to the headboard, using a thin silk strip. “No little pet, you don’t get to play with a new slave tonight,” I said as I slipped a thicker strip over her eyes, “you are the toy for the night.”
She whimpered louder. “Master please!” She started pulling at her bonds. I let her. I wanted to make sure they were tight.
“Stop Rowan.” I didn’t yell, but as an aspiring teacher and former Scout instructor, I knew how to put authority into my voice. She immediately stopped. “You agreed to this, pet, and now, you will listen. If you do, you will be rewarded.” I checked the clock. Quarter of 7. “Now, I’m going to go bring Maddie up. When I do, you are to be still and quiet. Fall asleep if you want. But she is to think, for all intents and purposes, that you are unconscious. Understand?”
Rowan nodded, shivering lightly, whether with fear or excitement, I didn’t know. Possibly both. Probably more of the latter, knowing her. “Good girl. I’ll be back soon.”
With that, I walked back down to the lobby, smiling at the girl at the counter as she checked in an older couple, probably just in on a flight. She caught my eye for a second, and I heard, across the room, as she talked to the couple. “I’m sorry, but your room has been changed to the fourth floor. I hope there isn’t any inconvenience…”
As the couple nodded in the negative, I did some quick math and realized the room she put them in was one the opposite side of the hotel from mine, and a floor away. I really liked this girl. Which made the questioning look on her face as I led yet another girl up to my room even more satisfying.
“Where’s Rowan? I thought she’d be with you.” Maddie asked as we rode the elevator to the room.
“She’s in the room already, getting ready.” I replied.
“Oh. Speaking of which, I love that you got an entire hotel room just for this I thought we’d be sneaking around in someone’s basement or something.”
“No, no, that would never do. No fun at all. I can’t do this all the time, but in this case… I thought it was fitting.” I smiled at her, and looked her over. I hadn’t seen the girl in over a year, since I had graduated, and she didn’t disappoint. She had a similar body to Rowan, but leaned even more on the punk end. Lip ring, nose ring, more earrings than I could count. He hair was shaved off on one side, giving it an odd look, made only odder by the cold, electric blue it was dyed. She didn’t have Rowan’s gorgeous eyes, but they were nonetheless sparkling with quite a bit of excitement. She was a bit thinner than Rowan, with the smaller tits and ass that went with it, but was still pretty hot. Good enough for me.
As we walked from the elevator to the room, I brought up Rowan’s odd tastes, knowing that she shared them. “Oh yeah, the whole domination thing. I got her into it a few years ago. I realized that she was a submissive right away, and we had fun, but I got tired of being in charge all the time, y’know?”
I laughed. “Not really. “ She replied with a questioning look that I promptly ignored..
As I opened the door, I quickly stepped around her, blocking her view of the room in general, and the bed specifically. “Now, if you want to go any farther, you have to be my slave. On your knees.” She didn’t move, only raising an eyebrow at me and striking a defiant pose. I sighed internally. It had been like this with Rowan at the beginning too. I had talked to her later, and it came down to wanting to feel dominated, wanting to feel the loss of control. I assumed Maddie had similar tastes.
Without flinching, I slapped her. Not that hard, but enough to get my point across. Then I pinned her against the door, one hand on her throat, my body pressed against hers, and stopped my face less than an inch from hers. Hunger flared in her eyes immediately. “I’m in charge here. Not you. Get that straight now pet.” Her eyes widened and her face shot forward, kissing me roughly, biting and sucking.
I pushed her away and gestured downwards. “Knees. Now.”
Slowly she slid down the floor to her knees. She looked up at me with a look of pure lust on her face, like I had never seen before. “I’m sorry Master. Please punish me however you see fit. Make me your bitch.”
I wide grin filled my mind, though I refused to let it reach my face. It was going to be a good night.

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Sean – A Night-Club Conquest

Even when I was younger, I was never really into discos but this was my one-and-only clubbing success, even though it left me with a dislocated jaw that still bothers me to this day!

SaM’s Place – Chapter 04 of 15 A Punishment and a Demotion

Evelyn is invited to join a very exclusive club, but she must first be interviewed by the admissions committee and explain why she deserves to be a part of SaM’s very exclusive club. The series begins with her first night at the club and then progresses through the stories she tells the committee to prove she is worthy to become a permanent part of SaM’s Club. The stories are better understood if you have read the previous chapters, but each chapter stands more or less on its own. In Chapter Four, Evelyn watches the unique method of punishment used at SaM’s club.

Jens First Time

To Jen this seemed like any other Saturday. The weekend was here and she was already thinking about how she was going to spend her night. She need not have bothered as I already had her whole night planned. For as long as I can remember I have had the fantasy of seeing Jen with another man, tonight I was going to find out how she felt about it.
I rang her at about 12 midday and told her to be ready to go at 4pm as I had a surprise planned. I had already packed her bag with her sexiest underwear and her favourite sexy dress and shoes. As agreed, I picked her up at 4pm. “What have you planned for me?” she said to me as she sat into the car. “That is a surprise” I told her, not wanting to give anything away. Jen always falls asleep on long journeys so after about 30 minutes of driving she was sound asleep. She looked so sexy as she lay there and the thought of the night to come was already playing on my mind. How would she react? How would I react? The suspense was killing me.
I drove to the next city where I knew that neither of us would be known, and I pulled into the hotel that I had booked. It was only a few minutes walk from the pubs and club so I knew that it would be a prime location. I woke Jen up and she was pleasantly surprised that I had taken her to a hotel. If only she knew my real reason!!! We checked into the hotel and I carried her bag in. I told her that I wanted her to wear everything that was in the bag as I intended in having a wild night with her tonight. She got ready and as she walked naked around the room I wanted to take her there and then. She is 5’7” tall and weighed about 130lbs with 36D breasts that I love to bury my face in. She put on the sexy underwear and a sexy black plunging mini dress that really accentuated her breasts. She was looking so sexy that I knew no man would be able to resist her.
We went to a pub around the corner and I made sure that Jen had enough to drink to reduce any inhibitions that she may have. I watched as man after man was ogling her as she dancing sexily to the music. Now was the time to start my experiment, to test the boundaries. I told her to go down to the dance floor and dance as sexily as she could, I told her to flirt and tease the men that came on to her. She looked at me and asked “why?” I told her that she should realise just how sexy she really is and by seeing how many men come onto her with give her an idea. She agreed and hit the dance floor. As she started dancing it took no time before men were swarming around her trying to dance close to her. She danced with them but moved away whenever any of them laid a hand on her. I went down to her and had a word in her ear. I told her to let the men feel her up and I told her how much it turned me on to see another man all over her. “How much does it turn you on?” she asked me. I grabbed her hand and put it on my swollen cock. “Well then, lets just see how much I can turn you on” she said “how far am I allowed go?” “You can go as far as you want” I said knowing that it was up to Jen now. A big smile lit up her face as she again moved into the middle of the dance floor.
Within minutes another man danced up to her. He was about 6’ tanned and athletic looking. This time Jen let him dance up close and really started to dance into him, rubbing herself up against him. She wrapped herself around him and he pulled her close to him. She looked over at me and smiled, before I could react she started to kiss him passionately on the dance floor. I didn’t know which was the more powerful emotion hitting me, jealously or the fact I was so turned on. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing, after all my fantasies here was Jen kissing another man on the dance floor and I was loving it. His hands were all over her feeling her ass and tits and she was letting him do as he pleased. Then I noticed his hand slip up her skirt and when she threw her head back I knew that his finger had found its way into her pussy. I couldn’t believe she was letting it get this far. After another few minutes of this I saw Jen whisper something in his ear and head for the bathroom.
Jen came out of the bathroom and came up to me. “Did you enjoy that?” she asked me “I did” I said. “Did you see him fingering me?” she asked. “I saw, and I think you enjoyed it. It was always my fantasy to see you with another man and I’m glad to see it happen and for you to enjoy it”. “I am not finished yet” she told me as she handed me something. I looked down and saw her thong in my hand. “I won’t be needing that” she told me “Your fantasy was to see me with another man, well that is what you are going to get. I am going bringing Steve back to the hotel room and let him finish what you started. If you want to watch you’d better go hide in the hotel room fast”. I went straight back to the hotel room not knowing if Jen was bluffing or whether she really was going bringing Steve back. I know I had a fantasy to see her with another man but did I really want her to fuck another man? I suppose I was about to find out.
I hid in the cupboard of the hotel room and also hid a video camera to catch all the action. Within a few minute the door opened and in walked Jen and then I heard a man’s voice. It was Steve but there was also another man’s voice. Who was this? What was happening? I then heard Jen say loudly – “It was my husband’s fantasy to see me with another man, well my fantasy is to be with 2 men at once. He had his fantasy, now I am having mine”. I knew that this was for my benefit as she knew I was hiding there. She went to the bed and beckoned the 2 men over. She unzipped both their pants releasing their cocks into view. Steve was well endowed with about 9” and his friend was slightly smaller at about 7”. Jen started stroking their cocks and then took Steve into her mouth sucking him expertly while still stroking his friend’s cock. I didn’t know what to do so I stayed there and enjoyed the view. I couldn’t believe how turned on this was making me.
As Jen was busy stroking and sucking both men’s cocks, they were busy removing all their clothes. There was Jen sitting on the bed with 2 naked strangers in front of her as she played with their cocks. Steve pulled Jen up off the bed and pulled her dress up over her head. Jen was now standing naked in front of both men and what a sight she was. It was only then that I noticed that she had completely shaved her pussy. This was it, both my fantasy and Jen’s fantasy about to come true – Jen was about to get fucked by not one, but 2 strangers. Steve threw Jen onto her back on the bed and began kissing her tits. His friend wasted no time and started kissing her stomach. He then spread her legs and moved in and started kissing her shaved pussy and I heard her moan as his tongue hit her clit. I know how much Jen likes to be eaten out so I knew her first orgasm was not far away. I was right, within minutes she let out moans of her first orgasm. “I want a cock inside me now” said Jen in a lustful voice. Steve would not let her down as he put her on her hands and knees and moved behind her. Jen told him to put on a condom and he positioned his cock against her now soaking pussy lips and thrust his cock deep inside her. “Ooh yes, give it to me” said Jen and Steve did not need asking twice as he thrust harder and faster into Jen. She was moaning in pleasure. Steve’s friend was probably feeling a bit left out and he moved in front of Jen. Jen grabbed his cock and pulled him close to her and took his cock in her mouth.
There was Jen, 1 cock in her mouth and another in her pussy. I was glad that I was recording this as I knew I was going to enjoy watching it back later. Jen started moaning so I knew she was close to coming. “Give me everything that you’ve got Steve” said Jen. Steve gave it to her as hard as he could and he started groaning as he blew his load deep into Jen’s willing pussy. Jen was coming too, Steve pulled out and his friend moved in behind and shoved his cock deep into Jen’s now well swollen pussy and continued where Steve left off. It was not long before he too was blowing his load into Jen and she came with her third orgasm of the night. With that Steve and his friend got dressed and left leaving Jen lying on the bed well satisfied. I came out of the wardrobe and kissed her passionately. “We have to this again” said Jen. “I cannot wait” I told her.
I am now planning her next surprise. Let’s see how far we can push the boundries!!!

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It is real

A friends of mine recently has been through a series of heart break. She convinced herself that love didn’t exist. That there was room in her heart for family, friends, and GOD; but no room for anyone special. I wrote her this… will post her responce depending on the comments

Broken Birds, Part 22, Misha

Part 22
Misha
John McDale’s body was shipped back to the US, accompanied by his wife. Kat, now very pregnant, stayed at the compound.
By forcing them to focus on John’s last moments of happiness, Michael had unknowingly relieved their grief. In the last days, John reconnected with both his daughter and wife, giving them lasting memories of laughter and courage.
His oldest daughter delayed too long, her life more important than spending John’s last days with him. Privately, Tim told Michael he was pleased she’d delayed. She gave new meaning to the word “bitch”.
The funeral was taped for television. Nobody cared. It never aired.
John may have been a drunk, but he was also a skilled lawyer. He’d revised his will after his diagnosis. His large estate went to his beloved wife with small trusts to each of his three children. If they contested the will, they got nothing.
His oldest daughter, Angela, railed against him. She needed more money. She confronted her mother.
“I need more money. Why did Daddy do this to me?” she demanded.
Looking up to summon one of Tim’s men, Misha said quietly, “Because you’re a spoiled little bitch who wouldn’t change her plans to see her dieing father.”
Her daughter pulled her arm back to slap her mother and felt a vice clamp on her arm.
“I wouldn’t miss,” he said in a neutral voice, “If you hit your mother, your trust voids and you get nothing.”
John had known his children.
When she visited her lawyer, she received a letter with a copy of his will.
My Darling wife
I love you. I love you more than life. I’ve done many things wrong, but loving you was the one thing I knew was right from the day we met. I remember the first time we made love. And the last.
Because I love you, I am letting you go.
In Australia, you were alive in a way I haven’t seen since Robert was born. Go to them. They want you and need you there.
They made my last days wonderful, filled with laughter and joy. It is a gift I will cherish for eternity.
Please let Robert go. He is a depraved sociopath. Angela has love only for herself. Kat though, is an extraordinary, loving woman.
I am sorry that I left you so soon and with so many problems, but if you will go to Kat, you will find happiness. I know it in my heart.
Your loving husband.
Tim came to her. He helped her arrange John’s affairs. It took several months. In Australia, Kat, Rafaela and Alice gave birth. Misha bitterly resented not being present, but “things” kept her in the States. Their e-mails, pictures and videos kept her connected.
She used the time to go through an array of plastic surgeries. She could never compete with the other women in Michael’s life, but she could be the best a mother of three could be. She even had vaginoplasty and labiaplasty surgeries.
Robert was missing. The investigation speculated that he’d gone missing shortly after the rape of a teen girl, the clear implication that he’d either gone into hiding or that backwoods justice had been meted out. She loved Robert as a mother, but if he had become the monster the reports suggested, he should roast in hell.
Finally, on one fall day, Tim called. “He’s dead, Misha. I’m sorry.”
“Did he hurt that little girl?”
“I think so.”
“How did he die?” she asked remembering Beth’s face.
“You don’t want to know. But, he’s gone.”
She cried that night for her lost son and for Beth who would blame herself for the little girl’s pain.
Two nights later, Tim received a satellite call from Michael.
“Got a wild hair. What if Rafaela turned all Miguel’s money over to the feds? Think they’d drop all pending charges and searches? They could announce it as a major find. They’d probably also get Miguel’s safety deposit boxes. They could say it was on a tip from the Lista cartel.”
“Would she give away that much money?”
“I’ll ask.”
Rafaela eagerly agreed to Michael’s plan. It would eliminate her as a threat to the Lista cartel and eliminate the threat to her from the US government. If they got Miguel’s safety deposit box, the distribution system would be compromised. She and her family would be much safer.
Misha brokered the deal through John’s connections.
Misha’s older daughter found a lawyer to challenge the will. Misha and Tim crushed her. She got nothing.
Finally, Misha could leave and go to her new family. Cold December wind and snow urged her to go.
Tim saw her off.
The reunion was understated, but warm.
When the helicopter touched down, there was still a bit of the summer sun shining. The entire harem stood, waiting to greet her. In her heart, she thanked John for building a world where she would be happy.
The blades had barely stopped being dangerous when she exited.
Kat flew into her arms, hugging her close.
“Mom, I missed you so much.” Crushing hugs and lots of tears.
Beth thrust their child, Victoria, forward, “Meet your granddaughter, Vika.”
Misha hugged them both, but took Vika into her arms.
“Misha, let’s go home” Michael said softly yet firmly.
In the living room of the main house, Misha relaxed, Rachael at her side. Misha was tired. The flight had been long. The disposition of John’s estate had taken far too long.
“I’m sorry I missed Vika’s birth.”
“Mom, you also missed Michele and Liz’s birth.”
“I know, Honey, I know.”
Michael signaled his women to stop.
“Misha, do you want to get cleaned up or maybe swim?”
She looked a Michael thankfully. “I’d like to swim. You’ll make sure I won’t drown?”
He promised. She went with Rachael to find a suit.
Stopping at the pool entrance, it took a moment for Misha to take it all in.
The deck surrounding the lap pool held three playpens. Michaela sported a life jacket as she ran to the pool. Scabbed knees showed that it was not her first time to run on the pool deck.
Kat and Beth played with Vika, while Maria played with Rafaela’s child, Liz and Alice nursed Michele.
Jennifer swam the length of the pool effortlessly to beckon Misha in.
Misha was clothed in a one-piece suit that clung to her body, clearly showing every curve and indentation, her light brown hair in a ponytail. Kat looked up, “Mom, you look fabulous!”
Misha smiled warmly, rewarded for the months of pain and exercise. She knew she looked good, but still reveled in the praise.
She started when Michael placed his hands on her bare shoulders, not knowing he was behind her. “You look better than fabulous.” He leaned down, kissed her behind her ear sending bolts of electric excitement through her, causing her nipples to harden noticeably. Unconsciously, she leaned back, her shoulders touching his chest. She closed her eyes momentarily. Reality was proving far better than her dreams.
They played in the pool for an hour, champagne flowing freely. Misha hit the wall of exhaustion.
When she woke, she was disoriented. The room was dark, the curtains drawn. A clock beside her bed read 3:30. She was dressed in silken pajamas, beneath which she was naked. She tried to remember when she had collapsed, but could not. A faint light led her to the bathroom. Her cosmetics, hairbrushes and toothbrush were carefully laid out on the sink counter. She began to prepare to meet the beginning of her new life.
After showering, she went to her bags, preparing to unpack. They were gone. Instead, an outfit of shorts and blouse were laid out on the dresser with her underwear and sandals.
She dressed quickly, driven by increasing hunger. She hated airline food. She hadn’t eaten in two days.
When she opened the door, bright sunlight assaulted her eyes. The bright afternoon sun filled the main house living room from windows set in the canted roof. It was afternoon.
In the main living room Nita sat in a recliner, gently snoring.
Misha tried not to disturb her as she walked through the room to the kitchen. As she crossed the room, she looked out through the thick, large windows that overlooked the party pool and the sea. She found her new family. They were spread along the shaded pool deck with Rafaela in the shaded part of the pool, playing with Michaela who was dressed in a typical yellow Australian sun suit.
Michael saw the movement inside out of the corner of his eye and waved her to join.
Ignoring her growling stomach, she happily joined the group.
She smelled the grilling meat as soon as she stepped though the door to the deck. Michael walked directly to her, taking her into his arms, kissing her tenderly.
“Want some food?”
“I’m ravenous!” she smiled into his eyes.
“That could be taken several ways,” he said leading her to the grill, chuckling.
She cocked an eyebrow, “I know. That’s how I meant it,” she said with laughing eyes.
They ate, swam and laughed through the remaining afternoon. Michael marveled at the ease with which Misha fit in.
As the sun kissed the horizon, they went inside. Since they had eaten throughout the afternoon, they did not have dinner.
Kat and Beth took Misha aside. That she would join the harem was no secret. “Mom, how do you want this to happen?”
Misha had been dreaming of this since she had gotten John’s letter. It had removed the last obstacle to her happiness.
“What do you think about an “Alice” night?” she giggled like a little girl.
Alice had been initiated in a group, harem night.
“We were hoping you’d say that!” Beth said, giggling, giving an exaggerated fist pump to the others.
Once the babies had been placed in the hands of their nannies, the girls began to prepare, thanking Michael for the foresight in having so many bathrooms. Still, they were planning to expand the main house, given the expansion of the harem.
Kat and Beth shared a bathroom with Misha. They examined her closely. Faint lines showed the last of her surgeries. Misha had been waxed several days earlier and was baby smooth. Her skin glowed.
“OK Mom, out with it. What did you have done?” Kat asked giggling, holding her mother’s firm, soft breast.
“Oh just a little tuck her, a little nip there…”
Kat swatted her mom’s now firm ass.
“Owww. OK. Eyes, nose, neck, breasts, tummy and ass. I took a week at a skin clinic. I even had my pussy tightened and made to look young again.”
“Hopefully not too tight. Michael’s pretty big.” Kat remarked.
“Did it hurt a lot?” Beth asked, searching Misha’s body for scars.
“Like a bitch. I want this to be perfect, so let’s get ready.”
Kat and Beth shaved each other carefully, rubbing in soothing gels to prevent irritation. They took enemas, showered and applied makeup and perfume and brushed their teeth. Misha slipped into a thick white robe.
Finally, Beth handed her a small ring box. Misha gratefully put the ring on her right ring finger.
Dressed in bathrobes, the other girls waited for Misha outside the master bedroom carrying several bottles of champagne and champagne flutes. They knocked gently.
Michael opened the door, not knowing if it would be just Misha or a harem night. 11 sets of eyes told him the answer.
Michael took Misha’s trembling hand and drew her into the room, handing her a flute of champagne.
“Nervous, Honey?” he asked softly.
“It’s been more than twenty years since I was with a man other than John.”
“Then why the harem?”
“You’ll see,” she said giggling into her champagne glass.
Finally, Michael understood. Misha was very bi.
She put her glass on the side table, her arms around his neck. He did the same and bent to kiss her. It started gently, but quickly became strident with passion. It had been so long for her. She could feel her lubricant begin to dribble down her thigh.
She broke the kiss, her eyes flashing with pure lust.
She shrugged out of her robe, desperate for the feel of her skin against his. His robe hit the floor simultaneously. Another kiss and her legs began to tremble. He picked her up and placed her on the bed. She scooted to the middle of the giant bed. Michael followed her. She slid on top of him, her breasts squashed against his chest, her mouth ravenous on his.
“Now!” She said desperately.
He rolled her off and levered himself between her splayed legs. A strange hand grabbed his cock and rubbed it up and down her leaking slit, positioning him. She bucked to get him inside her fiery tunnel.
“Go slow,” a whisper in his ear.
He controlled his desire to impale her in a single thrust, gently pushing only the head past her inner lips. Her eyes snapped open. He felt huge. He waited for her to adjust. After a moment, she began to wiggle he hips, demanding more. She was incredibly tight. They began a rhythm of hip gyrations while moving forward in miniscule increments. When he finally felt his cock head kiss her cervix, she surprised him.
“I want to be on top now.”
He rolled them over and she looked down at him with both love and lust. She slid off him and then back on in a reverse cowboy position. Helpful hands lay her back against his chest. Michael placed his feet inside her legs and spread them both wide.
Michael felt hot breath near his balls. Mouths engulfed her nipples, sucking hard. Other hands caressed her body. Michael swept her hair away and began kissing the sensitive spot behind her ear as his hands caressed her shoulder.
“Oh God, that feels so good.” Misha exclaimed, feeling the probing tongue caressing her stretched labia. She was already getting close. The tongue continued to slide around the stretched labia. Misha’s legs began to shake; her hands gripped the hair of her female lover between her legs, pulling her closer. The mouth closed around Misha’s clit, sucking it hard, slowly licking it. The suctioning mouths on her nipples pulled harder. They bit down. Misha exploded and sat bolt upright, driving his cock along her g spot, deeper into her than any man had ever been.
“Yes” she screamed, again and again, still holding her female lover to her clit.
She came over and over again, her long abstinence fueling her need.
Finally, the circuit breaker in her heat tripped and she collapsed back onto Michael’s chest. She looked down to see who had given her such incredible pleasure.
“You taste great, Mom,” Kat giggled, her face awash with Misha’s juices.
Helpful hands moved Misha to the side. Nita took her place as Maria took Kat’s.
Last was Jennifer. She danced on his cock until he was close to cumming. She rolled off him and lay on her back, pulling him between her legs, guiding him into her.
“Make a baby with me!” she begged. She knew his ejaculation would be epic. They came together, uncertain whose orgasm triggered the other.
Twelve naked people toasted each other as they recovered. They all knew the night would last many more hours. There was no need to rush.
Shoshana knelt in front of Michael, taking his cock into her mouth and then her throat, savoring the taste of her sisters and her man. Her skill at pleasing Michael came from her extraordinary empathetic capability that was attuned to him. Her mutilated tongue helped a bit. He looked into her eyes as his cock disappeared into her mouth. His cock hardened, became rigid, and then steel. Time for round two.
Rachael, Shoshana and Lynne took Misha to the bed, having her lie face down. Rachael spread Misha’s legs wide and knelt between them. She began to caress Misha’s ass cheeks. Lynne began to knead her shoulder muscles while Shoshana began caressing her feet.
Misha felt in heaven, the pleasure starting as non-sexual, but quickly changed. Rachael kissed the small of Misha’s back, her tongue darting a quick lick. Her hands squeezed each ass cheek in turn, trailing her tongue down to Misha’s ass crack. Rachael slid her body lower so she had a clear view of Misha’s labia. Rachael’s tongue began a thorough exploration of her lips and labia, tasting the essence of her old friend and lover.
His tongue darted upward, caressing Misha’s pink starfish, Rachael almost laughing at her friend. She’d obviously used ass-lightening cream as part of her makeover. Her tongue and fingers caressed and finally penetrated her asshole. Alice lubed Misha’s asshole, stretching the tight orifice with one, then two fingers.
When she was finally satisfied her friend was ready, Alice motioned Michael over. As they had been preparing Misha, Beth and Maria had been giving Michael a very wet blowjob.
They lifted Misha to her knees. Michael positioned himself behind her. Rachael aimed his cock lower. Michael thrust forward, into Misha’s pussy. After three strokes, he withdrew and Rachael positioned him at her puckered hole. Slowly he pressed forward. With all the preparation, Misha’s sphincter relaxed and allowed the head of his cock to pop through, into her hot depths.
Rachael moved to Misha’s side, noting the clenched fists. Seeing her friend, Misha relaxed a bit. Her eyes clouded with lust. Rachael understood and moved above Misha’s head. Rachael leaned against the headboard and opened her legs. Misha levered herself up, allowing Rachael to slide her pussy directly beneath Misha’s mouth.
Rachael squealed with pleasure as Misha’s practiced tongue began exploring a pussy she’d known for more than thirty years.
Michael continued to move slowly and in very small increments, stretching her until he felt his balls on her pussy. His arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her to him, and rolled over. Once again, she was on top, fully exposed. The girls feasted on her. And then on each other as each took their turn on Michael’s cock.
The sounds and aroma of sex filled the room. Misha tasted each of the women at least once. She found Nita’s aroma and taste invigorating and exotic; Jennifer fresh and slightly tangy; Rachael womanly. Misha’s head spun as the orgy danced around her.
Finally, the girls helped Maria off his cock. Michael was visibly frustrated. Shoshana appeared with a soapy wet cloth. She lovingly cleaned his cock, just in case there was anything that could cause a vaginal infection. Usually Beth had his last ejaculation, but this was Misha’s night.
As Rachael tried to bring her to Michael, Misha whispered something that caused Rachael to laugh. Rachael nodded to Beth who immediately swung a leg over her father, facing him. Kat guided his cock into his daughter. Time seemed to slow as Beth carefully lowered herself, swaying in time to music only she heard. Though in the midst of ten other women, they were really in their own world. Michael’s hands and fingers found her nipples and twisted. She screamed in pleasure.
His hands dropped to her belly and then to her clit. Screaming, “Daddy!” over and over, her orgasm washed over her. Her fluttering tunnel muscles caressed his cock.
“I’m CUMMMMMMMING,” Michael yelled, totally forgetting their audience.
His pelvis bucked in time to his ejaculation, string after string of come shooting into his daughter.
She collapsed on top of him, totally spent.
“Wow, that was hot,” Nita said to Maria.
“Mom, what did Misha say to you when you giggled?” Lynne asked
“She said she needed to practice more before she took that monster back in her pussy! I told he we’d help her practice.”

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BOBBY’S CHEERLEADER SLAVES, Chapter 2

reviously: As I was about to retire, I came upon a high school cheerleader carwash. I quickly dominated sweet, little Emma the cheer captain. With her help, I kidnapped two of her teammates. Now camped out in my R.V. in the middle of nowhere, I enjoyed Emma and am now ready to dominate and rape her two friends.